AND NOW I KNOW THAT I KNOW, CHAPTER 35

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Mark Wayne Mountainpen Huntington Mohr

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1:36 ANTE' MERIDIAN

TUESDAY MORNING

10 DECEMBER, 2019

FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA, ESMWG

12-10-2019

MOUNTAINPEN'S LUNAR PHASING CYCLE CHART:

TUESDAY, DECEMBER 10, 2019

CURRENT PHASE IS: WAXING GIBBOUS 6:7

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All my life I knew that there were things that if I said anything about, it would be just about fucking equivalent to UFO researchers attempting to do forbidden things regarding their fave topic without an immediate swift horrendous counter action taken against them by what Morianity has labeled, the MILITUFORCE, and many non Morians simply refer to as the MEN IN BLACK, only the fucking M2F goes way beyond just a few surface face-level peeps that some UFO researchers have observed and even have been targeted by in various degrees, even up to their murders. When I was not even fifteen, I would tell my organizational big brother John Henningsen that I knew something was out there messing me up, screwing my life all to hell, that it was real and that I was not an imaginative nut case kid. John just snickered, WEIN? But my fucking point here is that even as far back as less than 15-YEARS OF AGE, I knew what I knew, and no one was going to talk me out of what was happening around me, not all the goddamn adults in the world all put together. I don't say this defiantly, not now, and certainly not then. But, I wasn't going to allow a falsehood myth of so-called bullshit-reality to be pushed on me, just because I was a kid, and the adult world WAS IN CHARGE. Not that much changed when I did in fact grow up, Mister Dan Mackey; along with my school chum Mister McDowell, and we both became men, sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! One of the things that was there, in those early days when strange folks seemed to be more than just interested in my beach-schedule in Atlantic City, but when real covert assaults were actually coming down on me like torrential rain that could no more be prevented by any possible thing that I could ever do, and I began to realize that I simply WAS NOT ALLOWED to say certain things to people, or do certain things, go to certain places, and the list goes on and on. Now I have gleaned many things over the past numerous years from Sir Dick Wolf's fantastic (L&O) television show. One powerful ass thing was spoken by Mister Mike Cutter the ADA working under McCoy, and what he said in a court proceeding in a closing argument after a large group of firemen in NYC (fictionally of course) had disrupted the city with a major act of public violence, and I quote or almost quote as I may be in a small error but the point is made, “When we cannot be safe in our lives due to activities such as this, then we live in terror”. He was prosecuting this group under the laws of terrorism that all followed the great nine-eleven and the falling of the Twin Towers. If I am not allowed to do things that everyone else around me is allowed to do and I am literally being stopped and prevented from many things, the largest being the expression of my musical talents and abilities, and am absolutely covertly threatened by their immediate RR-Counterattack on me every single time that I ever so much as even begin any kind of new musical project; and there are many lesser items where should I dare to exercise what should be my absolute freedom to pursue in this evil empire America of the new age dominated WOMO or (big-business demonic evil power hungry monsters from hell, and AKA the BILLIONAIRES AND MULTI BILLIONAIRES; then no matter how anyone out here might look at this Mountainpen Nightmare on steroids; I AM LITERALLY BEING ENDLESSLY ASSAULTED BY LEGALLY APPROVED NATIONAL/GLOBAL TERRORISM! LSS (long story short) peeps, this is one hundred percent real, it is an off the scale endless mother fucking total nightmare, it is inescapable, unimaginable, inconceivable, and beyond quintessentially unfathomable!!! BUTTTTTTTTTT and Butterfields BIG ASS BUTT but, IT IS REAL, IT EXISTS, and it is a part of my life and has been for more than four straight decades now, with absolutely no mother fucking possible light at the end of any possible proverbial tunnels!!!!!!!!!!! A perfectly great current times example is that you don't know how fucking badly I want to talk in great detailed lengths about certain topics, ranging from my days at Haddonwood Swim Club, my motion related abilities, Atlantic City, the great Washburn's or non WASHburn's WASHCLOTH FAMILY, and so much more. I want to get very specific on why I was interconnected with Patty Hollister and little Merry a long time ago, and a zillion things that all fit together like a giant city of glowing atoms all suddenly being beamed down from the Astral Heavens by the fictional Star Trek character whom we all know and love, Mister Scott. I want to go straight into the RED ZONE'S 8^th STAR and beyond but I MOTHER FUCKING KNOW BETTER, ME' PEEPS!!!!!!!!!!! The hugest forbidden thing that I've told to this world is how the world owner billionaire filth bag scumballs use PARALLEL EVENT ILLEGALLY AND COVERTLY AGAINST ME, but I have been doing this for well over a decade now on these blogs, so what else can the MILITUFORCE do to me on that end of the fucking lion's huge hungry jaws? Still, I could tell so much more, and I will be getting into how SPACE-TIME-MIND is behind everything, and especially in the hidden world that makes up this wild ass Morianity story told on these 14-YEAR BLOGS of Mountainpen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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With or without the great families of hornets-nest-opened-up ATLANTIC CITY, NEW JERSEY, USAESMWG; I'll always hear the mysterious goddess calling out to me from some hyperdimensional reality, and while I worked for the CIFALOGLIO'S at their mighty weird TRANSFER STATION, even though this actually occurred back in the late 20^th century. Still, in the transfer station, the great goddess told me a powerhouse thing after I died from a fatal heart attack early one morning. SHE said to me that it is warmer on one side of the area, sort of like the fish all congregating on one side of the large fisherman's boat a couple of thousand years ago, as was told in the great HOLY SCRIPTURES. As they say in the wonderful football-world me' folks; I want nothing more than to take this all home, BUTTERCHEESE BIG ASS BUTT and but, I DON'T DARE, because I am being mother fucking ILLEGALLY TERRORIZED in this EVIL EMPIRE, by these demonic fucking Republicans and their demonic KING whom they all worship as some GOD, Sir TRUMP!!! And the joke is on all of us, BECAUSE HE WAS BROUGHT HERE BY ME ON A MAGICAL FUCKING TAPE RECORDER, AT THE END OF THE NINETEEN-SEVENTIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

When mighty King Darius, with the (JRSS) factored in of course; picked me up and put me in that wild choke hold back in 2011 while I was working with him in the waking world at the HARVEST OUTREACH CENTER at 25^th and Orange here in FORT PIERCE; he was quite fascinated with me and something that happened tome with the 080808 that we all know about, concerning the PINK GODDESS SCYLLA who mortally we all know and love as MC. King Darius was making a huge deal out of something that the entire world was talking about right before he suddenly wanted to, out of the total blue, come over and help me with some MUSIC shit, posting some tunes onto the YOUTUBE. I speak of the November 11, 2011 Jane Fonda scumbag number of SIX 'ONES' strung all together. Interesting enough this is being typed on page eleven of eleven, but I remembered to mother fucking block the screen with new sticky sheets. Still, in that parallel universe where he said to me, “You never liked me”, for whatever reason, and then he picked me up and put me in that wild frightening choke hold, I told him that “wild dream” and he laughed, but then after I had been trying for six months to get him to come over and help me with this MUSIC PROJECT, he said to me, “How about if I come over tonight”, and this was right around that magical monster-ass fucking Jane Fonda date. All of this fits together even down to my son in law also chocking me out at the magical transdimensional lakehouse, after hyperspace Ann King had thrown some rocks at him and then she made it appear that it was me who had done this. All of this shit has been blogged and told on numerous previous blogs from years ago. Even the Catholic powers from very long ago has a powerhouse connection to all of this, as in their groupation of which books made it into the bible, as well as my days at the MARS PRINTING SHOP up in Jersey, and the name of the copiers and the name of my son in law. Nothing is just some random coincidence, and this is why randoms are completely and totally misunderstood by present ignorant society. The Nuclatron does not wish to communicate with the carbon offspring intellect that it has created in its image in the great lawtronic program, so it communicates with itself all throughout the physical cosmos in the greatest secret code of all codes, RANDOM. Still, we have the ability TO TEACH the nuclear life to take what would otherwise be random electronic pulsation systems such as random number generation machines, and create sentences of coded messages, just as I did with the electron way back in 1983, at that wild CHOKE OUT HOME IN ATCO, NJUSAESMWG!

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We all love FIREFOX. Well I do, but I sure wish this mother freaking automated mechanized robotized inhuman society would help people who are in their freaking sixties. Ever since I did one little thing on my blog, using the FIREFOX BROWSER, simply trying to leave a comment on my own blog, at the BLIGGER-DOT-COM site, the cookies got goddess dam disabled somehow, and I can no longer blog on this browser, until I can get my dam guru over here; and that is a very expensive proposition, AND IT JUST IS NOT DAM ASS FAIR, YO! This world is fixed and prejudiced against older people, who have no family support, or anyone in their dam ass lives to assist them, and it should be totally frikkin' illegal; Congressman Pat Murphy sir, and Governor Rick Scott, sir!!!!!!!!

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Yessir Senator, the mighty COMCAST CABLE COMPANY seems to be playing games with me. They told me that an installer would be out to my residence between5 and 8 yesterday evening (Monday), and they NEVER SHOWED, no call, no show, and when I called them, the automation system comes on saying that they came out and were asking me if I still am having difficulties. What a bunch of mother fucking bullshit, Senator Sanders, one really ass super DAMN HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE MESS, huh?

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Sheriff KJM sir, I hope to screw up me' damn courage soon and cross the RED LINE ZONE!

Now why exactly, Sarah Callio Martino, somewhere in hyperspace; trapped me in a lighthouse, and yelled my name out, over and over, 'JoJo-JoJo; I will never totally know, so let me widen the scope of the topic, so we can see this in a larger blend of bigger pictures, and out of one tiny confined box; great ladies and gentlemen. First, my spell-checker is disabled, so I must close the word program out and reboot into it to activate the anti-hack procedure. OK I'm back, EVIL CHUCKIE, DAWN-MARIE, BEETLEJUICE NONSTAR, and FREDDY ELM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So a knock comes on my door, only I'd totally forgotten the entire deal. Many of you who are avid and vivid dreamers out here, know what is being discussed here, in so far as dreaming, then forgetting it completely, and then some event happens during the course of the day and in some instances even days later, and this goes onto TRIGGER the memory OF THAT DREAMING-INTERACTION EXPERIENCE. I opened the door and remember being barely able to walk and being so tired and drowsy, it was if I had been drugged with a high dosage of barbiturates. Anyone can force themselves to awaken if a loud banging knock comes at your door, only I was barely able to half stand and open the door, and as I did so, several maintenance men were out in the hall, and it is so fucking real, that I would not be able to swear in a dam court of law that it didn't really happen shortly after my charlie horse, that I had gotten, and then returned back into sleep again. It was that real!!!!!!!!

Then here is where shit gets really GOUUUUUUD, to quote my girlfriend Helen Zebriski, back in 1999, when she was referring to my huge fracture bruise, on my right dam arm, after her friend Keisha, the girl who had just turned age 14 years, and was quite a giant and extremely muscular, as well as red hot beyond monster ass hot; had given me a really mind bending play-punch, that you could hear both the bone crushing fracture sound, as well as the unholy 'loud poof sound', and Helen then went onto say later on, while looking at the huge spot on my arm; “Oh Mark, she got you GOUUUUUUUUUUD”!!!!!!!!!!!!

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ALL THREE ARE OF DIFFERENT ONES AND ARE VERY PRETTY.

END TRANSDIMENSIONAL TRANSMISSION.

AND NOW I KNOW THAT I KNOW, CHAPTER 35

Mark Wayne Mountainpen Huntington Mohr

ANY PASTED IN POSTS WITH OWNER ©'s ON THEM, ARE THE SOLE PROPERTY OF THE CLAIMANT, AND WILL BE REMOVED UPON RECEIVING NOTICE TO DO SO.

2:50 POST MERIDIAN

MONDAY AFTERNOON

9 DECEMBER, 2019

FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA, ESMWG

12-09-2019

MOUNTAINPEN'S LUNAR PHASING CYCLE CHART:

MONDAY, DECEMBER 9, 2019

CURRENT PHASE IS: WAXING GIBBOUS 5:7

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Well, ten years ago today, I left the only home I ever knew, New Jersey, on one dark night, and came down here to Florida, where I've been about as miserable as anyone could ever be on this rotten fucking diseased sin cursed planet. Funny, huh? Ten years here, and certain weird things are happening around me as if the universe reads the man-made fucking calendar and thinks this whole thing is some big ass funny joke. Both the nabes above me as well as next to me HAVE MOVED, and I get a lot of endless noise from the maintenance peeps, while they try and fix up those two apartments. Still, why would two of my three TRIAD-HELL-NABES both move out at precisely the same time? Also, what is it about the number ten, and especially in years in time, that always seems to be in some inconceivable pattern around me, where things tend to happen in strings of ten years? I noticed this originally back in Guthrie Short's place that I began renting on April 1, 1998, while I was suffering through that horrible fucking “FINDING-SARAH-NIGHTMARE”. I won't bore any of you with the details. Still, this seems to be a major totally inescapable thing always presently surrounding me.

I tried to reestablish my fucking credit by getting a secured credit card. It is all a waste of fucking time. I am no longer even going to use the thing, and I no longer love T.D. Bank, as I've learned that they are the same as every other financial institution, and this means ONLY OUT FOR THEMSELVES AND MAKING HUGE MONEY AT THE EXPENSE OF ALL THE HARD WORKING PITIFUL FUCKING NOBODY SMALL-FRY SLOBS SUCH AS ME THE MOUNTAINPEN, AND 999 OUT OF EVERY GROUPATION OF 1,000 CITIZENS LIKEWISE! Don't get me wrong folks. As far as dirty big-bizz goes, my bank is a lot better to deal with than most of the other established systems out there; but nobody anywhere cares about helping anyone when it comes to the rebuilding of personal credit, yet; this is the new ALMIGHTY IMPORTANT DEAL in all of our fucking cunt lives. This is really a sort of evil legal thievery and viciousness on a scale that no verbal description could ever adequately and properly even hope to damn address. We all need a fairly good credit rating, and when honest hard working people try to do every possible legal thing to build it, we are only hindered, and never ever helped in any meaningful way, by anyone, anywhere, out there in the world of dirty nasty big-bizz. I am one thoroughly disgusted, disgruntled, and extremely disappointed citizen, here in this very rotten dirty evil empire, the United States. This entire country is warp speed heading for the new age end of democracy and straight into the monarchy shit of England and so many other nations. Our so-called great experiment in freedom is basically over, and I know this. The truly sad part is that most people have been absolutely snow job mind controlled into not even seeing any of this happen. Oh they will, but as always, long after it is COMPLETELY AND ENTIRELY TOO FUCKING LATE to do one damn ass thing about it. America, the true great awesome America of the seventeen-hundreds WILL BE DEAD AND GONE, FOREVER!!!!!!!!!! This will happen not only in my grand-children's lifetime, but before they even reach the age of thirty, and I fully believe this for many irrefutable reasons that time won't permit me right now even beginning to get into, yo!

Another topic I want to open up today is just what the fucking hell is really happening with my blog and its viewership? Come on, all of a sudden late in November, the count goes off the scale and I begin to git daily hits into the high hundreds, when for fourteen years I am lucky to get 90 or so daily hits. What was that fucking dogshit all about, and for that matter, come on. The maximum Blogaudians by nations as per my STATS-POSTINGS, is America, then Russia, and then the Ukraine. Do all of you still insist that I am just the CRACKPOT FROM NEW JERSEY? Hey if so yo, then explain all of this to me and I'll gladly yell out “UNCLE” at a very high level of volume intensity, BRO!

Some dirt bag froze up my Comcast Cable TV service again on Sunday sometime in the afternoon. I had to call and get another refresh signal booted into my box. They claim that I have a private closed system that is naut subject to hackers, and we all know this is one big fat fucking totally HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE LIE. It is run by a computer and the computer is on the internet, and anything on the internet CAN BE HACKED. What does it say on a special pop on screen when these freezes happen? It says, “Sorry, we're having issues or troubles connecting to the internet”. So what do you mean there is no way that hackers are not doing this to me, Sir Comcast? Who is fucking kidding who, YO?

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Filthy rotten mother fucking Jane Sleazemeatslime Sleazeweedsdisease just got me real fucking GOUUUUUUUUUUUD, lovely Helen Zebriski, so here is my FIVES-COMPENSATION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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SPEAK OF THE LENNY-NICKVIL

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YES THE FLAME OF THE PESTS

HOLY SMOTHER, FEEL MY SNARE, MISTER PAVAROTTI.

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Now before the sun has a chance to set on this very true nightmare story, I will tell you that the flowers were supposed to be delivered to an audition and repertoire person, a lady, in NYC, (A&R), along with a copy of my song, written early in 2000 at Guthrie Short's mansion in Blue Anchor, New Jersey, USA, called, “Atlantic Queen” and I think it was part of the copyrighted music project called, 'Russ Walker's Star Travelers of 1896'.

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The real major part of this is that back then, computers and internet were still a bit new, and the Library of Congress I don't believe, had as of yet, made up the list such as the one I PIP into my blogs from time to time. Notice how the project with Atlantic Queen, is perfectly sandwiched in between, no not a Subaru Car Commercial and Andy Rooney of 60 minutes, great Flatliners Movie Cast and Directors, but in this case; between two MAJOR OTHER PROJECTS, that seem to have effected my entire life in ways, that go beyond phrases like mind bending and brain breaking, and bone chilling; and you get the general idea!!!!

In case you do not know it, last fucking cunt Friday had a HUUUUUUUUUUGE bullish day on WALL STREET after that MONSTER FUCKING ASS DEATH SIEGE that was perpetrated on me, the epitome of mother fucking ICPE-APE-TECH, (Intentionally Created Parallel Event) (Applied Parallel Event) (Technology). WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE THAT, Lads and Lassies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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OH SHERIFF KEN MASCARA, SIR!!!!!!!!!!!! THE BEEGEE'S HAD A WILD SONG IN 1980 THAT I HAD PULLED OFF OF THE AIRWAVES BECAUSE THEY STOLE MY LOST LOVE SONG'S ARRANGEMENT DONE BY SIR TOM GLENN, A TRULY GREAT MISIC-ARRANGER. STILL, ALL THINGS DO CONNECT UP, AS TOLD BY ALMIGHTY WONDERFUL NEW AGE FATHER AND GREAT NOVELEST AUTHOR SIR JAMES REDFIELD (JRSS). YES THE NAME OF THEIR SUMMER TIME OF 1980 SONG WASHburn's AND (WAS), SIR MIKE SOFT HELLWRECKER; {{{{(((**'HELP ME'**)))}}}}!!!!!!!! Still skeptical about the great JRSS, Sheriff and any other fantastic Blogaudians, yo??????

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THURSDAY EVENING

7 MARCH, 2019

FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA

Mark Wayne Mountainpen Huntington Mohr

I am under a bad assault, and although this type of attack is very invisible by any onlookers not trained to know the tactics of the MILITUFORCE and their evil demonic oppressions and life destruction's, on or off of all 1970 farms from then onwards, Mister DLS from Cooley Hall HH, sir; IT'S TOTALLY EMMEREFFING REAL AND TRUE AND HORRENDOUS, SHERIFF KENNETH J. MASCARA, KIND SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Please allow me to tell you what is happening to me, just in the past few goddamn days, oh wonderful sir, and I am going to make the rest of BLOG 37 OF 2019, a personal letter to you!

SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, DEAR SIR:

Just two or three hours after I posted up my blog that told how I AM BEING PERSECTUED WITH “NOISE”, I took the worst NOISE ASSAULT sir, in me entire life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I know that maintenance has to be done, but I never heard anything that loud in my life, or so it seemed at the time, and it began at about a quarter past nine that morning. Then on top of that, today, Thursday, sir; the stupid NUKE PLANT TESTS went off without any news warnings that usually come on the local television to give folks a heads up. Also before going on here, it is 10:37, and a very low flying private pile of crap airplane almost crashed into my PHA Building (Park Terrace Bldg) kind sir. But let me get back to my notes for this blog. I get off the other anxiety medication, and so now THE WALGREENS STORE IS HARASSING ME WITH ANOTHER MEDICATION SHORTAGE, the other anti-anxiety prescription that I take, that is NOT A NARK DRUG, so it has nothing to do with that other medication that the MILITUFORCE does not wish me to use, to lessen their agony on me, with that inner throat implant device, they somehow have stuck into me while I lived in Atco in 1983, back in the 4^th of June. I sure hope you are watching that wonderful television documentary on Tuesday nights, called “PROJECT BLUEBOOK”, ME KIND WONDERFUL SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Maybe you can someday prove to me that I am just paranoid, go ahead Sheriff sir, I really hope that you can. Talk to the counter druggist at the Ohio Avenue Walgreen's. He tells me that I am a good Walgreen's Customer, and that he does not want to see me inconvenienced all the time, yet he turns around and allows endless hassles for me, while I merely am trying to get me necessary medications. Go ahead Sheriff sir, you get to the bottom of this, as no other patient is being constantly screwed with as am I, kind sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! First they screw with my Lorazepam, and now they are screwing with my Buspirone medication, sir! So I am transferring my account over to a CVS Pharmacy where they assure me that they are clueless to why I seem to be having these damn ass issues where I go to now. I also was told this same thing over at Butterfields Pharmacy, kind sir, and they do not understand why they are telling me there is a shortage of all of the meds that I take, as they do not know of ANY SHORTAGE AT ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So tell me sir, HOW ALL OF THIS CRAP IS JUST LUNACY UP IN MY HEAD, GO RIGHT AHEAD AND SHOW ME!!!!!!! Well sir, on top of this, I was again struck hard with the DEATH RAY WEAPON OF THE MILITUFORCE around twenty minutes past one this afternoon. I also began getting unpleasant telephone calls at that exact same time, kind sir. I want you to know one particular item Sheriff sir, and please feel free to pass it on to anyone you wish to. I plan to find out how to JOIN THE LARGEST UFO CLUB-GROUP IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA, AND I PLAN TO TELL THEM MY STORY, AND I PLAN TO TELL THEM ABOUT MY BLOG CALLED MORIANITY, AND HOW IT HAS BEEN INTENTIONALLY OBSCURED AS WAS MY YOUTUBE CHANNEL WHEN I TRIED TO SIMPLY PUT UP SONGS THAT TOLD OF MY LIFE THROUGH WHAT YOU MAY CALL 'BACK-DOOR LYRICS'. If this emmereffing attack on me that has gotten super ass bad ever since dirtball President DJT threw his hat into the ring in the autumn of 2015, does not BACK OFF OF ME; I WILL JOIN A UFO CLUB, AND LET MY STORY OUT TO THE WORLD, now that I fully understand just what and where my troubles and woes are all stemming and emanating from, me wonderful kind sir!!!!!!!!

Now speaking of joining the largest UFO club in this nation sir, after I go to the local library and find out just where to go and what to do; I had a major wild experience just a short time back, while trying to relax with a little bit of TV. I was sitting in my chair and suddenly, I was not here, and the story was first typed out by me, before I began this blog-letter to you, so I now will CAP it in to this blog-letter, me wonderful and kind sheriff, sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Here goes.

THE EXPERIENCE AT TEN PAST NINE

One minute I am sitting in my relaxing chair watching L&O reruns on the Sundance Cable Channel, and then poof, I am out like a light and a hand is pulling on my hand and I feel myself being pulled along, faster and faster, and realizing that I am in some kind of a strange car on a desert. I am going faster and faster until the car is no longer a car and it is just me going faster and faster, and the pull on my hand gets ever more intense. Suddenly the sky around me darkens and I see only stars around me, and the pull is agonizing and it is as if I have grabbed onto an unfathomable rope, unable to release its grip, and going still faster. As I begin moving towards one particular star even faster, I realize that I have exceeded the velocity of light and all of the stars seemed to just turn into a blur. I realized that I was being pulled towards the star that I have always called the pulsar star and later on, Hydroglacia, the Astral Plane name for this. After I went in the very same continued direction, even faster, beyond Hydroglacia, I suddenly no longer felt a grip, and I was in my house and it was 1987, at 1700 Woodlyn Avenue, Woodlyn, New Jersey. I knew that it was not the same house, and yet it was close. I totally was awake and aware, and knew that it was really 2019, yet I was back in 1987, in this alternate Woodlyn. I began speaking to many young people in their early twenties who seemed to be sort of like radicals in the sixties here in my world. I was able to remember a lot of this experience, but not every single detail. The floors were made of bright red wood, and one entire section of them facing the south of the house on the ground floor, seemed to be in major disrepair. First to the front area of this area, there was an old wall to wall carpet that was stained with messy looking stains all over them, and then it broke off suddenly to where it was just the bright red wooden floor, and then beyond the first part of it was that same floor, only the wooden planks had sunk down and many of them were broken, and those unbroken areas appeared to be quite precarious and dangerous, and I was told by one of the persons mentioned earlier, that it would not be a good idea to walk on top of that area as it would not support me. Yet later on, I observed several of these persons, both male and female, sitting right there just sitting on the broken floor, yet not sinking through at all, as though they were weightless somehow. Suddenly I found myself talking to a girl who was about middle twenties in age, heavy set, and worldly for her age. I found myself telling her quite compulsively many things about the future, and my problems with what I call, the MILITUFORCE. I then observed the folk singer of my day back in the turn of the sixties into the seventies, Melanie Safka, standing there holding a thick key resembling the one that is shown in the documentary television show on the History Cable Television Channel, called, Project Bluebook. The only difference was that in my experience, this key was attached to a medallion worn by her, and it resembled a smaller version of the CHAIN from my 1969 experience where the Great Sarah Krassle took the chain away from me on a beach, and in the experience, this chain had not only its large links and similar appearance but it also had some additional parts to those links that appeared weird and bizarre in ways that I simply never could properly explain to anyone ever. Then I observed that there was a very strange part of this floor as well as a wall that the floor led to, totally unlike the house that I knew and remembered back in 1987 while residing there, and Melanie went off somewhere leaving only the heavy set girl, and she continued asking me questions that I felt absolutely compelled to answer, and with complete honesty. After this happened, she told her boyfriend who seemed to be the leader of this cult of half hippie type and half warrior type; a combination that to the peeps of my generation would simply not exist. The majority of them did believe in demonstrations against such thing as the Vietnam War and the 'establishment', which could be thought of in a similar light now, to naming the Ronald Reagan policies of greed, Reaganomics 2.0, and naming that, the original. In any case, we did have the hippie verses the yippie troublemakers, but these were almost like warlords we all see in movies, where some huge plot seems to exist where someone is planning a huge event such as a take over or an overthrow. After I said many powerful things to the girl who then went on to discuss then with her boyfriend, the leader of this pack of hippie warlords, an oxymoron if ever there was one for sure; the dude who was very large, began speaking to me, keeping a distance, and while this was happening,two law enforcement people appeared at the door to the home and someone opened the door and they entered, and they approached the two people who seemed to be in charge, and began to interrogate them. Suddenly the dude stood up and went over to Melanie and he ripped off her medallion, and placed the key into his mouth and blew it like a whistle, only no sound came out of it. Instead, the two lawmen suddenly froze for a few seconds, and then when they unfroze, they walked out of the house and did not come back. Instantly for reasons I do not know, I decided to tell them that I was from the year 2019, and had taken a very long journey, and I needed to tell them how the future was going to unfold, especially about the digital age, and the world of computers and the internet, and all of it. I thought that somehow they might find a way to correct the mistake and fix things to keep it all back from happening at least for a couple of generations longer, so that none of these things could happen to me. As I was standing by the stairway that led up to the bedrooms and bathrooms, just the way the house where I had lived also did, I realized that they were going to follow me up to my bedroom where we could talk more privately which is just what they did do. But before we all reached the top of the stairs, suddenly the entire house changed, and we all were somehow standing along the wall that I told earlier was arranged in a beyond weird way in connection to the floor, back on the first floor. Many things at this point are blurry, but I do remember hearing the dude start to raucously laugh at me and mock me, and then he said to me, something almost exactly like, “You already were here, after they killed you in your sleep at shortly after five that morning in your bedroom, with those death ray beams that ripped your heartbeat all apart. We turned you back alive again and sent you home, but you already knew about your future somehow, and we decided to MAKE IT ALL HAPPEN”. I then sat down on the stairway in total horror and shock and said to the guy, “How could I have known?”. He then laughed even harder, spit on the stairway carpet, and said back to me in a very gruff voice, “Love is for carpenters, drunken old bartenders, people without any brain. Love is a foolish crime, love is a waste of time, that turns our emotions to pain. Love is for carpenters, drunken old bartenders, losers left out in the rain. Love is a foolish crime, love is a waste of time, a tear on a heart leaves a stain”. I was horrified after he said this, as this was my lyrics to my 1980 song while living at 1802 Robin Hill Apartments, written after that wild interaction in my sleep with who I now know was the mighty goddess Paula King, all along! Then I also remembered that a line was changed, as the part about losers being out in the rain was not in the original song anywhere. But he laughed again when I told him that and said that all he knows is that this is the constitution of the galaxy, and that I only thought that I wrote this in 1980, but was really being 'given this' by the (Exploratronic Supermind Society) as you call us, only we are called the Hydroglacians! Then he roared and roared, half like a human laugh and half like a real roaring lion. Then he grabbed me and with incredible physical power, threw me helplessly down the staircase from where I had been about half way up, and I landed with my head hitting a wall. I instantly awoke out of this, and found my hand still aching from that pull, and the entire room was spinning and hurling around for over five minutes. I then decided to make this printed information on my computer, which I now am going to add to my blogging project, known to the world here on the Earth-Planet, as Morianity.

I don't know what this all means, Sheriff, sir, but I did not have clue number one just a short amount of years ago, about Paula King, Patty Hollister, or my great Pink-Goddess in the human incarnation (daughter), so WOW THAT, Sheriff KJM; only that I am a

HUNTINGTON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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AND NOW I KNOW THAT I KNOW, CHAPTER 34

Mark Wayne Mountainpen Huntington Mohr

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My horrible mother fucking PIGS NEXT DOOR AT THE 605 CONSTRUCTION COMPANY ARE AT IT AGAIN; with another CUNT HUFFING DAMN ASS SUNDAY OF HELL, WITH THEIR BANGING ON MY WALLS, AND SLAMMING THEIR DOORS. HOW CUNT CHEWING FUCKING LONG DOES IT TAKE TO GET THE HELL OUT OF GODDAMN HERE, YO? HOW LONG DOES IT TAKE TO MOVE THEIR FUCKING ROTTEN JUNK OUT OF A TINY LITTLE ROTTEN SHITTY STUDIO SIZE APARTMENT FOR DAMN ASS CRISSAKE???? THEY RUIN EVERY FUCKING SUNDAY FOR ME, AND THIS HAS GONE ON NOW SHERIFF KEN MASCARA SIR, FOR A MONTH, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It was never maintenance men working and they do not work on Sundays unless there is an absolute mother fucking total emergency!

So speaking of never moving out of fucking here, or in the case of continuing onward with me' blog information, MOVING ON, with this really wild somewhat new topic that the BOM has touched on in recent times and that being this moving polarized universe and my interaction within it. Why do these major attacks COME and then GO, and then COME and then GO??????? Why is this deal literally swimming in the quintessential back and forth or BI-POLAR reality??????? Let us examine a few things here, me' blogaudians.

Look first at your life, whoever is reading these words. Do you as well see how things that go on around you, also come and go, undulating and fluctuating endlessly back and forth, as if our entire lives are literally stuck inside of a huge pendulum? Hey it ain't just me for crying out fucking loud, BUTT, big ass butt and but people; different people may have different levels of intensity when things swing into the polarities, and so let me discuss one of the two huge head shrinkers from the COOLEY-HALL here, and tie some huge shit eating stuff together in totally non-Marcucci-mind blowing ways, huh classmate RUSS THAXTON? Mister Garrigan would say to me in sessions every so often that I needed to stop going out so far into polarities and try and center myself into more of a centered parity, and that the truth to al things is always somewhere in the middle rather than all blown out into great distant far ends. In other words if I was a huge library shelf, I need to come a little bit more to the center area of the books and not always be way out at the very ends of them. This all went down in the first two years of the seventies-decade while I was attending the Cooley Hall. My point here is that totally unbeknown to the head shrinkers world, we cannot control most of the shit around us that does indeed happen in major pendulum swinging ways. It is like saying I want you to grow or shrink in height a solid foot after a person is fully grown. We absolutely can control our reactions to stuff, yes; BUTT, big ass BUTT folks, WE CANNOT control the way the cosmos chooses to interact with us all the time, FROM FUCKING CUNT WOMB TO FUCKING CUNT TOMB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

When things happen to me, and I mean shit that all followed that magical and endlessly mysterious date of August 15, 1986; they continued doing what they always didm and the only difference after this date of HELL, is the level of that swinging pendulum's INTENSITY. The BI-POLARITY'S INTENSITY LEVEL is what jumped, AND NAUT WHAT WAS HGAPPENING AROUND ME AND MY LOIFE ALL ALONG, YO BRO!!!!!!!!!!!! This is the point of powerful fucking shit that I am tryingso damn ass hard to get across to my viewership, whoever the hell they truly are, MISTER MARCUCCI, now that I no longer have access to your great words of wisdom or just your great wisdom in general such as knowing about my kid cooking in PHHH's oven, when you told me what you did out in the hallway that autumn of 1969 afternoon, huh Sheriff Mascara? Remember sir, how I asked you on this blog and not in person, what would you do if that same incident was reported to you right now in these new age times and in your county public school system or even in a special-education place? By the way, that super mother fucking annoying (WORD-DISSAPEARING HACK) is truly on me' last fucking Dawn-Marie King nerve)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Somehow these mother fuckers pulling off this “Let's give Mountainpen HUUUUUUUUUUGE amounts of endless MISERY-UNITS”; is able to fuck up both my mind, as well as my cum-puke-her simultaneously. I know perfectly well that when the mouse highlights a word, and I then do something, the word will delete and I need to then hit CONTROL-Z to put back whatever just vanished. Still, I will cause it to delete, meaning that the MILITUFORCE has total control over me' mind as well as the computer's MACHINE-MIND system, at the same time, causing this to keep happening the fuck to me, yo! Also, when I told you that the Comcast Agent never called me back after she said that if we got disconnected that she would, well, SHE DID call me back. But the mother fucking damn demonic MILITUFORCE fucked my the phone service and I never HEARD THE PHONE RINGING, and hours later three of her messages were eventually sent to my VOICEMAIL SYSTEM. Just wanted to follow up on that to further prove how horrible my life is when these cunt chewing HALLS FAWCES HACK OUT MY ENTIRE LIFE AND DESTROY EVERYTHING AROUND ME, and then on top of that, all of you normal people out here endlessly are MIND HACK CONTROLLED to absolutely believe that this is ALL MY OWN FAULT SOMEHOW and that I have some control over all of this and could prevent it, and so forth, when nothing is further from the goddamn fucking truth. But shall we now resume the conversation about Marcucci's words of wisdom, along with the wild moving bi-polar realities surrounding my life that I HAVE NO MORE CONTROL OVER than I would in trying to go from being short to being tall. We all can change our width and I've told you how I've managed to lose about a hundred fucking pounds in the past decade or so, but try going from five feet to seven feet, or making yourself suddenly totally different in appearance with a brand new face, without the aid of some weird ass plastic surgery. Some cunt chewing MILITUFORCE bastard just froze up my cunt lapping cum-puke her and me' blog SHERIFF at 10:49 this MOUUUUUUUUURNING, YO! Time for another MAGNESONIC COUNTERSTRIKE, DON'T YA; THINK? To quote me in summer camp in the middle nineteen-sixties, talking to my counselor Mack Kaiter, “This is ridiculous”.

HA-HA-HA Janebitch Sleazemeatslime, YOU MISSED ME WITH YOUR FUCKING DAMN ASS ONES, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I STILL WILL TYPE IN SOME NICE DAMN FIVES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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::::MMMMMMMMMMMMMAGNESONIC::::

Computer, hear my MVP (Mind-Voice-Print). You will be totally absolutely crushing, obliterating, annihilating, and devastating, wrecking, ruining, and utterly wiping out, all of my enemies that are viciously persecuting me FOR THE PAST 65 YEARS, WITH MAX-POWER AGAINST ALL PERSONS AND FORCES BEHIND THIS ASSAULT ON ME, WITH THIS DAMN HORRIBLE EARLY THANX-2-GIVENS DEATH SIEGE, BEGINNING IN AUGUST OF 2019, AND IS ONGOING UP THROUGH THIS DAY OF 8 DECEMBER, IN 2019, USING MAJOR COMPUTER HACKING AND FREEZING AND MY TRIAD NABES FROM HELL AND THEIR ENDLESS NOISE, TODAY IN UNIT 605 AT THE 605 CONSTRUCTION COMPANY, AND IS ALL A PART OF AN ENDLESS ICPE-APE-TECH ASSAULT FROM DONALD TRUMP; on a crush-destruct order, under GENERAL-ORDER-189, MAX.-POWER. Open-Command, General Order #7. Use G-901, G-1133, G-14, G-719, G-13, CG5555-QP4 sub-code, under G-917, CG-2, under CG-18, and HOLD!!!!!!!

Your old AT&T landline telephone old style 1983 built tone-commands have been data-transferred into the two highlighted long-EEEEE vowel sounds. The high-tone is colored RED. The low-tone is colored BLUE.

Computer (Magnesonic) under my command and precisely matching voice print, I have an image-object (I-O) now placed on your transpower-block (T-B) after I have crush-destructed this. Once empowered, all actual beings matching this I-O on your T-B will be exactly crushed and singed and destroyed as the original I-O. To accomplish the scan, use your ZD technology built into your system. To accomplish this sympathetic reality duplication, use your AD technology, (ZD-Zero-Dimensional), (AD-Atomic Duplicational).

Computer, 'MAGNESONIC', on an 'I' to 'D', A/B—TONE, PHASING PUNISHMENT SEQUENCING SYSTEM; you will now be transmitted the two empowerization-transmit tones, or ETT'S.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

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GO TO G-189, under G-1133, CG-18, AND S---T---O---P

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PATTY H.H.H. USED TO SAY that she knew it all, and that I had a free permission slip to call her day or night if I wanted to know anything at all. Right, after all the trouble you had getting little Merry to sleep, then along comes little me to wake her up at one in the morning, I don't think so! So back to the number TWO. One means completeness or zero dimensional truth (VOID INFINITY) from which all reality simply is and then anything else needs to be CREATED FROM. Two means the opposite, it means a SEPARATION between oneness, creating a time dimension, a space dimension, and a MIND. ONE is therefore the true math-symbol for ENERGY or it should be, and TWO is therefore the true math symbol for MASS or it should be. Hence the really powerful truth of all things that could ever matter, is that 1=2XC-SQ. Without even touching the inconceivable shit that can happen in sort of a higher three dimensional mathematical system where both the zero and the one can take on a different form when we divide numbers by them as opposed to keeping the standard system where things tend to break down and never reveal truths about zero dimension, hence where I and my Morianity get the made-up concept and idea of creating a separate mathematical reality for the functionality of singularity equation. This is why as things stand right now in the scientific community, there is no way known as of yet to properly figure out the absolute details to black holes or what singularity truly is. Zillions of ideas and theories are indeed out t here, but without a new way to function the figures that can later be transposed back into regular mathematical activity, there will never be any adequate way to address these mysteries. But back to my wild powerhouse dream last night that I had shortly before daybreak, DIANA or LIGHTNING was continuing to call me and give me (2-NUMBERS), almost is the same manner as those two letters that I received in my mail, in that “OTHER REALITY” with PUBLISHERS CLEARINGHOUSE PRIZE PATROL WINNER OF 1997, COED MZ. K.J. MCALLISTER, AND THE TWO LETTERS FROM MY DAUGHTER, AS WELL AS HER TRANSDIMENSIONAL 'WANNA SPEND MY TIME' SONG deal. Again, the Prophet Daniel, and many other world renown Biblical Prophets, all know about the transdimensional dream-coding truths, or deciphering system, that is all a huge part of Morianity's 'TSE' and 'HSM' (Towel-Seepage Effects) (Hyper-Space-Mechanics), discussed over and over and over again on fourteen fucking straight years of these BOM BLOGS now, yo!!!!!!!!!!! This of course is barely mother fucking scratching the surface to shit I'll be talking about in the PHOTON-PROJECTION of the ETERNAL-NOW, (the future). This is merely a laid foundation, yo! The real power behind cosmos is US, because none of us ever truly want to know what is real, but rather, WHAT COMFORTS US ENOUGH TO GO ON LIVING AND REMAINING HALF FUCKING SANE. No one could handle the real truths of it all, endlessness and its true oppressive hell that is humanly unfathomable, the gods and their reasons for their GASME-GAMES, and how this mortal plane of temporary physical caporial life is all TIED ENDLESSLY INTO THE NIGHTMARE. This is what is truly being covered up by the MILITUFORCE and the so-called cover-up of the ALIEN/UFO shit is all total hoax and nonsense. I am not saying that the Astral plane entities cannot come to this place with vessels or anything else, but what I am powerfully professing is, WHO CARES? The truth has nothing to do with that retarded point of view to all of this, but this gives the great mother fucking demonic LAMBRIGG CULT of the BRIGGBASE its ability to manipulate us humans endlessly, because we WANT TO BELIEVE CERTAIN FALSEHOODS, and we will go to our graves as a collective humanity to keep our silly ass ideas and belief systems. THAT, sir Rockdroid Roddenberry Interchoke, WAS THE GREAT EQUATION ALL ALONG, and NAUT the conversion of mass and energy. Still, don't believe me yo, I am just a nobody fucking dirt bag crackpot, right WFMU?

GO WASH YOUR HANDS, CHAPTER 5

10:24 POST MERIDIAN, 5 NOVEMBER, 2013

I just took a huge computer hack, followed by lots of doors slamming in the hallway of the building after a day of quiet, it all just began right now around ten of the fucking cunt eating clock. What never changes throughout the entire STM system is the life and hell of the MOUNTAINPEN. But what the life of the Mountainpen does in fact share in common with everyone else is the endless bi-polarity of pendulum swings, back and forth, quiet times, siege times, back and forth, endlessly over and over and over again, until the very second that a final fucking cunt breath is breathed, yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Only the level of intensity is what differs from all of us, and my intensity level is up around the stars some place, yo BRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! Still, don't believe me yo, I am just a nobody fucking dirt bag crackpot, right WFMU?

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MEET CRACKPOT MOUNTAINPEN NEBNOOSHOO, OH YEAH, RIGHT LADS AND LASSIES!

At the risk of being pigeonholed as the Girl Who Writes About Crazy Cursing Dudes, I bring you Mark from New Jersey. Mark has far-ranging theories on time travel, Armageddon, roulette and Donna Summer (the DEVIL!), which he angrily discusses in various telephone conversations.

Station Manager Ken clued me in to this fella recently. He was given a CD called “The Meaning of Life.” The back copy states that it was made from a cassette found on the side of the road bearing the same title. He’s really difficult to listen to, for a couple of reasons- The recordings only capture Mark’s side of the conversation and they seem to have been recorded either by a microphone placed somewhere in the room or possibly while Mark was standing outside on a windy day. More importantly, he is insane. Completely, violently insane.

Mark claims to be both a time traveler and a descendant of King David. His family will bring about the apocalypse through the activation of the Christ Android, currently dormant inside the 12 Planet. And also that the 50 richest families in the world are trying to do him in. Covertly, of course. Also against him is Donna Summer, the Devil. (Whether he means the disco Donna Summer, or WFMU’s own Jason Forrest isn’t clear.)

Here then, are three selections from Mark’s version of reality:

Interdimensional Technology (MP3) Android & Angel (MP3) 12th Planet (MP3)

If you need more Mark from NJ, Aquarius Records would be happy to sell you a cd-r.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go cover my windows with aluminum foil.

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“The recordings only capture Mark’s side of the conversation…”

I don’t think any existing recording device on this earth could have captured the other side, although Mark may disagree.

Posted by: Goyim in the AM | December 12, 2006 at 02:42 AM

…the link for “Android & Angel” is screwed up. Y’all may want to fix it…

Posted by: King Daevid MacKenzie | December 12, 2006 at 04:01 AM

Sorry about that! I just fixed it.

Posted by: Listener Therese | December 12, 2006 at 09:02 AM

I think this guy is the *real* New Jersey Devil. Look at his horns and christ-blocking shades.

Posted by: Steve PMX | December 12, 2006 at 12:03 PM

Sweet Jesus, my PoMo-radar is beeping. And a nice performance. He could be real, I’ve known folks like him.

Posted by: K. | December 12, 2006 at 12:52 PM

Just sounds like someone responding to internal stimuli, there are many people like this probably an hour’s drive from anyplace in the Northeast. How is this different than getting enjoyment watching a man with a club foot trying to walk?

Posted by: bartelby | December 12, 2006 at 11:14 PM

Hello My name is Chris Arter I am 25 and I live in New Jersey. As a child I found two tapes made by this guy, years apart from each other. They were both 90 minutes long. I only have one now. They feature folk songs and disco songs. He never mentions his name but I found out his full name is Mark Wayne Mohr and he was born in 1954 by looking up material that he mentions he copyrighted on the cassette. I’ve had this tape for about 14 years and have never been able to find anything on him except his name and the names of other copyrighted material that he has registered. Some of his songs are actually pretty nice. And the tape like you describe only captures his side of a conversation with a 7’7″ tall fellow named shorty. Bar none still the most entertaining 90 minutes I’ve ever experienced.

Posted by: Chris Arter | March 06, 2007 at 06:27 PM

I clicked on the Aquarius link to find Mark from NJ’s CDR, but it was no longer listed.

Posted by: maledoro | August 07, 2007 at 06:54 AM

Aaah, very happy to get some info on this guy! One of his recordings has been used on the track “The Christ Android”, on the album “Memory Hole” by Kevin Moore (of Chroma Key, and ex-Dream Theater keyboardist). That’s what prompted me to find out what this nonsense single-sided argument was all about. Thanks a lot!

Posted by: Fairlight | September 22, 2008 at 02:34 PM

I’ve been researching this guy. He lives in Hammonton NJ, a couple towns away from me. One of my friends also found a tape of his (about 10 years ago). Mark is a hardcore blogger writing under the handle Mountainpen. He’s got some seriously out there ideas.

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http://mountainpen.wordpress.com/

Posted by: Goyim in the AM | February 24, 2009 at 05:04 PM

Hi. I got to this page while reading about music played on the ‘Jews Harp’. I’ve been searching, for a loooong time, for a song that was played one lazy August afternoon on WFMU, around 1980, or earlier.

It was a rendition of ‘My Favorite Things. The vocals of the main melody were accompanied by only a Jews Harp (…”Whiskers on Kittens, etc…”) And when it came to the chorus, it was sung monotone, by several voices…very weird, slowly, dragging, groaning (‘theeeese aaaaare aaaaa feeeeewwww of myyyyy faaaaavoooriiiite”.

When it got to “Things”, it was sung in a kind of higher, psycho-sounding, very melodic voice, like celebrating the word ‘things’.

Is there anyone here who knows and appreciates WFMU, who might know what the song title and author was, or how I can get a copy of it?

It’s been so long, and I’ve found every other weird and funny song I’ve ever heard except for this one.

On that same show on WFMU, they also Played Godley & Creme’s ‘Sandwiches of You’

I’ve listened to hundreds of versions of ‘My favorite Things’, and it wasn’t any of those.

Thanks, for any help. Please feel free to e-mail me, if you can. giotkr at earthlink dot net

Posted by: Tony NYC | May 14, 2009 at 10:44 PM

This fella is MOST DEFINATELY for real! A friend of mine roomed with him for awhile at his home in Blue Anchor, NJ, and said Mark screamed and yelled into a phone that was off the hook, non-stop, for days on end. He believes lightning is a Goddess named Sarah Krassel, and that the Atlantic Ocean is the Goddess Stacy. Moreover, he is convinced that the Kennedy family, in conjunction with the Carey family (Mariah and them), in conjunction with the Trump and NJ Callio family, are conjointly conspiring to kill him, using black-op helicopter missions, spraying his immediate air space with chem-trails, and sending Atlantic City-residing life guards and bar tenders stealing into the night, waiting to catch him off-guard. The only problem being that he lives in Ft. Pierce, FL now, but still believes they’re out there. You can google “MOUNTAINPEN” to catch up on his latest blogs.

Posted by: Razzy McThaxton | March 16, 2012 at 09:00 AM

You bet I do Russ old buddy, because they prove it to be so every damn day!!!!

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PER CURIAM

Appellant Atlantic County Utilities Authority (Authority) appeals from a final order of the Department of Environmental Protection (Department), approving respondent Waste Management of New Jersey's (Waste Management) purchase of a solid waste transfer station and related assets owned by respondent Cifaloglio, Inc. (Cifaloglio). We affirm.

In March 2011, Waste Management and Cifaloglio entered into an asset purchase agreement in which Waste Management agreed to purchase the assets of Cifaloglio, including a transfer station/materials recovery facility (facility) located in Buena Vista. The facility is a "solid waste facility which receives incoming waste from collection vehicles and, after removal of any recyclables, transfers the waste residue to haulage vehicles for delivery to an off-site final disposal facility." At the time of the agreement, the facility received waste from the following counties: Atlantic, Burlington, Camden, Gloucester, Ocean, Salem, Cumberland and Cape May. Waste originating in Atlantic County was subsequently delivered by Cifaloglio to the Authority's landfill in Egg Harbor Township for final disposal.

In April, Waste Management and Cifaloglio filed a joint petition requesting the Department's approval of the purchase. Waste Management subsequently submitted a revised operations and maintenance manual for the facility. The manual stated that "[m]arket conditions will dictate which disposal facility is utilized, unless the origin of the waste is from a county that has flow regulations; in which case the county waste flow regulations will be followed," and that solid waste would be "delivered to disposal facilities in accordance with the applicable solid waste management plans of the service area." Attached to the manual was a list of disposal facilities, all located in New Jersey.

The Authority sent an email to the Department on April 20, asking to be "advise[d] . . . about any public comment format and schedule for interested parties to provide input" during the approval process. The Department replied that it would be sending the transfer request documents to the Authority for comments and that in addition, "[o]nce a decision has been made to approve the transfer of ownership, a 30 day public comment period will be opened to accept comments from anyone." The Authority sent the Department a follow up email asking for the transfer request documents in May. The Department replied that it would send the documents after it had issued a determination of administrative completeness to Waste Management, and that the Authority would then have thirty days "to provide any comments regarding the transfer."

In June, the Department sent the Authority and the municipalities served by the Cifaloglio facility copies of the Waste Management application and a cover letter summarizing the proposed transfer of ownership. The letter stated, "If you wish to provide comments, it would be appreciated if your comments were submitted to the Bureau within thirty (30) days from the date of this letter." The Department received no comments.

In August, the Department sent the Authority and other potentially interested parties copies of the draft permit authorizing the sale. The cover letter included information about the upcoming public notice to be published in two newspapers on August 29, and stated

that should this notice result in the scheduling of a hearing, a subsequent notice of the hearing will be provided . . . . If the action does not result in a public hearing, the public comment period will close 30 days after the publication of this notice and a final decision on the permit application will be taken in accordance with N.J.A.C. 7:26-2.4(g)(19).

No public hearing was requested or scheduled.

In September, the Authority sent its comments on the transfer of ownership to the Department. Those comments are not directly relevant to this appeal. Significantly for the purposes of this appeal, however, the comments did not include (1) any objection to Waste Management's purchase of Cifaloglio's assets, (2) any concerns related to market share or competitive pricing resulting from the purchase, or (3) any objection to the manner in which the Department had conducted the approval process up to that point.

On October 12, 2011, the Department's Bureau of Solid Waste Compliance and Enforcement issued a solid waste order approving Waste Management's purchase of Cifaloglio's assets and issued the solid waste facility permit.

The order and permit required Waste Management to comply with the approved district solid waste plan for the district in which waste delivered to its facility originated. The district plan then in effect for Atlantic County designated the Authority's landfill as the sole in-state disposal facility for non-hazardous solid waste generated within Atlantic County, but allowed delivery of solid waste to a licensed out-of-state disposal facility.

In email correspondence to the Department on October 18, the Authority raised questions regarding Waste Management's operation of the former Cifaloglio facility, noting that "the tonnage normally accepted at [the Authority's landfill] [had] decreased by 50%." According to the Authority, Waste Management was disposing of non-hazardous solid waste at a site in Pennsylvania, which was owned by a related entity, rather than at the Authority's site.

On November 14, the Authority sent the Department a letter objecting to the October order, requesting an "investigation into the issues of artificial and discriminatory pricing and associated anti-competitive practices," and "asking that [the] subject waste be delivered to [the Authority] immediately" for the purpose of "mitigating anti-competitive results" of the order. The Authority claimed that the facility's waste deliveries to its disposal site had dropped by seventy percent and estimated "an annual loss of . . . $3,653,659 in gross receipts, including $319,651 in host community benefits lost to Egg Harbor Township," and an additional loss of $1,900,000 because "Atlantic County waste that was previously serviced by [Cifaloglio] and now serviced by [Waste Management] is being delivered out of state."

The present appeal was filed shortly thereafter.1 In February 2012, while this appeal was pending, Atlantic County amended its solid waste management plan to designate the Authority's landfill as the only permissible site for disposal of non-hazardous solid waste generated within Atlantic County. The Department approved the amended plan in August. Waste Management has complied with the amended plan since its approval.

The driving force behind the Authority's belated opposition to the sale of Cifaloglio's assets to Waste Management was clearly Waste Management's subsequent diversion of non-hazardous solid waste from the Authority's site to an out-of-state site. At the time that action was taken by Waste Management, delivery of solid waste to a licensed out-of-state disposal site was explicitly permitted by Atlantic County's solid waste management plan.2 In other words, the document governing the issue would have permitted Cifaloglio to take the same action had the sale of assets not taken place.

Because the Atlantic County plan has now been amended to prohibit usage of an out-of-state site, the issue that prompted the Authority's belated objection to the sale of assets has become moot. Generally, "courts should not decide cases where a judgment cannot grant relief." Marjarum v. Twp. of Hamilton, 336 N.J. Super. 85, 92 (App. Div. 2000).

As previously noted, the Authority did not object to the sale of Cifaloglio's assets to Waste Management at any time prior to its approval by the Department. In addition, it never raised issues with respect to market share and competitive pricing or the manner in which the Department was conducting the approval process until after the approval was issued. In essence, the Authority seeks to raise on appeal issues that it could have, but did not, raise before the Department during the public comment period.

In any event, having reviewed the issues raised on appeal, we find them to be without merit and not warranting discussion in a written opinion. R. 2:11-3(e)(1)(E).

Affirmed.

1 The Authority filed motions with the Department to intervene and for reconsideration in November 2011. Those motions were denied in April 2012 due to procedural deficiencies.

2 It appears that Waste Management sent waste to the out-of-state disposal site at a time when that site was not listed in its operations manual. Any regulatory violation resulting from that conduct is not appropriately the subject of this appeal.

“I’m talking about half of the waste we handle in the course of a day,” authority President Rick Dovey said. “This has tremendous implications.”

The ACUA may ask the county freeholders to mandate that all garbage generated in Atlantic County must stay there. A U.S. Supreme Court ruling in 2007 allows public authorities to require private companies to take their trash to local landfills. Similar measures were adopted by other counties, including Ocean and Burlington.

How the loss of revenue will affect future fees at the landfill is yet to be determined.

Atlantic County municipalities each have separate contracts through 2013 that cannot be changed for two years.

Tipping fees for other companies and contractors may increase without a way to bring back Waste Management to the landfill, Dovey said.

“At this point, we have no idea, and that’s what we’re trying to avoid,” he said.

Waste Management purchased the Cifaloglio Inc. transfer station off Route 54 in Buena Vista Township for $38 million, including equipment and other assets, according to documents filed by the state Department of Environmental Protection, which approved the sale Oct. 12.

Up until mid-October, the authority thought the deal would boost business. It anticipated more revenues coming in from the Cifaloglio station, which previously took its garbage to another landfill.

The Egg Harbor Township landfill has one of the lowest disposal rates in the state, and Waste Management already gets a $2 per ton discount from the regular rate of $64.73 because it is such a large hauler, Dovey said.

But the sudden loss of revenue from Waste Management and anticipated revenue took the authority by surprise.

Much of Waste Management’s waste comes from non-municipal commercial sites — such as casinos, factories and hospitals — and represents a large chunk of garbage collection in the county, he said.

Dovey said the authority will push for a change to a waste control ordinance. It also filed an appeal of the DEP’s approval of the sale in October, arguing it is contrary to the public interest.

“The economics of it don’t make any sense. And there’s no bad history with Waste Management,” said Dovey, who accused the company of “predatory pricing.”

Waste Management spokesman George McGrath said ACUA’s claims of predatory pricing are baseless.

“The authority has no insights or information about how Waste Management operates its business, the contractual agreements we have with our customers, or what we charge for disposal,” McGrath wrote in an email. “Our customers in Atlantic County have seen no changes in what they pay for our services since we acquired the Cifaloglio operations this year.”

McGrath said Waste Management’s decision to send waste out of state is permitted by the county’s own solid waste management plan.

A county ordinance passed in 2010 required that municipal waste in Atlantic County be taken to the local landfill, but gave commercial haulers the option to go out of state.

DEP spokesman Larry Ragonese said the agency could not comment due to the pending litigation.

Atlantic County Executive Dennis Levinson said the issue will likely come before county freeholders early next year.

“We’re going to do whatever the parameters of the law allow us to do,” Levinson said. “Experience has shown that solid waste disposal needs to be carefully regulated and monitored.”

Last week, freeholders in Burlington County approved a law requiring trash collectors to use their county’s landfill, joining 11 other New Jersey counties, the Burlington County Times reported. The DEP has several months to approve it.

The Atlantic County Utilities Authority’s lost revenue comes at a time when the authority is facing other revenue drops.

These include declining state subsidies and less overall waste due to the sour economy, according to Fitch Ratings.

The Atlantic County Utilities Authority budget for solid waste is $38 million in 2011, and its proposed budget for 2012 is $37.2 million, Dovey said. This does not include the authority’s separate wastewater division.

Contact Brian Ianieri:

609-272-7253

BIanieri@pressofac.com

I TOTALLY FUCKING PROMISE YOU:

There is going to be a HUUUUGE disaster!

END TRANSMISSION, EMMEREFFERS!!!!!!!!!

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