AND
NOW I KNOW THAT I KNOW, CHAPTER
45
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Life
has never ever been like this for me, naut on its worst terms yet in
my entire 65 years of it on the Earth-Planet as my present persona
human entity Mark Wayne Mohr. It is not only beyond terrible horrible
dogshit on rye bread, but it is weird on steroids times infinity. I
don't use the term infinity lightly or in any jest here peeps. I mean
this completely, and I am totally fucking
'DEAD-ASS-SERIOUS', WO-MO, and any and all 'other potential MO
beings', that all sprang up following me' first three years of me'
whittle bwogs back in 2006, 2007, and 2008. I will quickly go right
to why I say this concerning infinity itself, or to use a less
scientific and more religiously used terminology here, “eternity”.
I was watching the WORLD-NEWS last night on the CBS NETWORK, and
heard their story about Billy and Franklin Graham. Billy Graham will
always be one of my heroes despite that incident that took place
early in the nineties with his organization, THAT
NOW MAKES PERFECT SENSE TO ME, and was most definitely NAUT his
fault!!!!!!!! We needn't get into the specifics although real
serious ass BLOGAUDIANS may know these facts without further
archiving me' older blogs. My {(((SPACE-BAR
HACK)))} is real bad AGAIN, SHERIFF MASCARA,
sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! In any event, I'm totally finished watching ANY
SO-CALLED-CHRISTIAN TELEVISION. The have all gone totally mother
fucking bonkers and are worshiping SATAN
HIMSELF, ALSO KNOWN AS DONALD JOHN
TRUMP. They all love and worship this ROTTEN MISERABLE
TOTAL CRIMINAL! The news story showed one great man who is
enlightened and who HAS NOT DRANK THE COOL AID OF 'HARRAH'S OTHER JIM
JONES', AND ITS GREAT DEMONIC LAMBRIGG CULT OF THE ASTRAL-PLANE! He
is part of a Christian magazine called the Christian times (CT) and
his name is Mark somebody, gee, I wonder
why his first name stood out with me,
as he appears to be ALREADY 'MARKED' FOR TRUE
CHRISTIAN GREATNESS, when it comes to seeing through this new
age epitome of demonic fucking darkness, yo
BRRRRRRR!!!!! Gee, I wonder why SATAN just
placed a nasty ass cock fucking roach on my computer keyboard,
while I finished typing up that little
sentence; oh wonderful lovely world??????????????
Like Hyundai DUHH!!!!!
So
Franklin Graham, who just adores SIR CRIMINAL TRUMP, and thinks that
he is the second coming practically, of the 12th
planet CHRISTDROID'S inner ice sphere; and you can all
go and see the famous WFMU
JERSEY CRACKPOTS INTERNET PAGE, TO CLICK ON THE
ORIGINAL SHORTY
MACINVONDI TELELPHONE CONVERSATIONS, THAT WERE PLACED
THERE BY THE GREAT HA-HA-HAHA NON 'SCARY-STAIRS OF LINY's AQUARIUS
RECORDS, IF I AM SPELLING IT CORRECTLY, LOVELY JOANN/AAAAA, RPL
COWORKER OR HOOKER OF 1979, I CAN HEAR FUCKING DISCO DONNA GAINES
SUMMER ROARING OUT ON THE ASTRAL-PALNE WHILE I TYPE THIS ONE OUT FOR
ALL OF YOU; he thinks that this dude walks
around in Southeast Philadelphia on WATER
and Walker Streets as did I back in 1998 while employed by crooked
Misses Dorothea Dario. He also stated that if his dad, Mister Billy
Graham, was still here; that he would be totally against poor old
MARK from the CT Magazine and I for one do not believe this. I of
course cannot say without losing all credibility in a flash, that I
know his father better than he does, but I do know this for absolute
sure. I believe that many times people who are more distant are
better able to see things without prejudice to our own tightly held
views, than those much closer in, such as here, father and son. I
never met Billy Graham, but I loved all of his great Christian
revivals and crusades that he held throughout the world, all of my
life. I would be willing to bet my entire bank account, that Franklin
graham is TOTALLY MISTAKEN about his father, BUTTTTTTTTTT and yes
Mike Soft, BUTTERCHEESE and but, I am so totally and thoroughly
fucking cunt disgusted by Franklin Graham, that I will not ever
again, watch another BILLY GRAHAM CRUSADE, and I am totally 100%
through ever watching that turd eating TBN so-called Christian
network, that comes onto my COMCAST LINEUP cable system here in Fort
Pierce, Florida on Channel #10. As far as I'm concerned world,
beginning on this date and forever, I am barring myself from ever so
much as tuning into their dirtbag network for one single minute ever
ass again!!!!!!!! Yessir, between you and me Sir Franklin, I would
bet my entire fucking bank account on a double or nothing wager, any
time, anywhere, you asshole; that your dad would literally, IF HE
WERE ABLE, climb right out of his fucking grave if he heard what you
had said, at least the man that lived here before he became extremely
elderly and perhaps somewhat less than one hundred percent in his
mental faculties, after-all 100 is no spring chicken!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I
KNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHERIFF SIR, the MILITUFORCE or SATAN'S
BRIGGBASE CULTISTS are really hitting my fucking keyboard and mouse
system with their faaoovorite fucking 'NON-JEWS-HARP',
(SPACE-BAR-HACK),
YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO
YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO
YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO
YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO
YO YO YO YO YO YO!
Yes
the good old Impeachment Vote of Transdimensional Hyperspace. As wit
all great things, cupcakes, moon phases, legal driving ID's, famous
baseball sportscasters lives and 'deaths', and so
muuuuuch mooore lovely JEWS HARPS; now I am also able,
UNFORTUNATELY, to add IMPEACHMENT VOTES to
this virtually endless fucking LIST FROM DOGTOWN, ME' BRO's out
here!!!!!!!! Still folks, this vote that seems to have
been held twice BY MY PERSPECTIVE OF ENDLESS HYPERSPACE MOTION of
course; has an even more important built in message for me, and of
course, hopefully, for all of you loyal Blogaudians out here as well.
Allow and 'permit me' Uncle Heinz of LINY,
to further explain 'thisssssssssss' to
y'all, Okay Mister KING, and lovely Mizz Erica Kane of AMC from the
wildest year of any so far on the Earth-planet, good-ol'
1983?????????? The actual date, UNLESS ALTERED AGAIN BY AND FROM THE
PERSPECTIVE OF ENDLESS HYPERSPACE TRAVELER MOUNTAINPEN; was on
President Lambrigg Cult's Leader Sir Trump's 1,063rd day
into his office of the 45th PRESIDENCY. Now jot down on a
notepad, the number 1063, and then write those numbers in reverse,
3-6-0-1. Now, for a true MARCUCCI MIND BLOW, huh Russell Thaxton out
here somewhere yo, allow us to use the great function in mathematics
that is known as Multiplication/division on this number. First we
will use the inverted function that is known as DIVISION on the first
half of these four digits, the 3-6.
We get the number 18. Then we will use
the forward straight function that is known as MULTIPLICATION on the
second half of these four digits, the
0-1. We get the number 02.
Take the 18, then take the 02, and put
them together, for a very HISTORICLY MARKED
DATE of 1-8-0-2. The doubling or
halving of the number in reverse is sort of a way to mark that if the
number of 1063 were to be used in a forward direction, we would say
number one, but since it is number two, then we must reverse the 1063
into a 3601. I fully believe not only in regular and used
history-markers by some groupation that morianity calls the ESS, but
I also believe in the knock and see principles that Morianity calls
the built in promises or LAWTRONICS of the cosmos, and even our great
MASTER the LORD JESUS CHRIST admits to this force and truth quite
openly, and it is right there staring us all in the face in the New
Testament GOSPELS of the four Apostles. For anyone seeking truths in
cosmos and how the so-called as stated by math expert Sir D.L. Smith
being absolutely IMPERSONAL, and it is anything but of course; these
truths will pop out at any of the real true seekers out there until
the end of human fucking time itself!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Taking this
LAWTRONICALLY MARKED HISTORY that shows up endlessly in MATHEMATICS;
and it was during my 2nd stay at the ROBIN HILL
APARTMENTS, #506, in-between #1802 and #1102; where TRUMP through
Jerry Texaco of Hammonton/Berryville, NJUSAESMWG, destroyed my
automobile covertly, while I was simply attempting to go down to his
FIRST JERSEY FUCKING CASINO to play ROULETTE there that day. HE
SOMEHOW MANAGED TO OVERHEAT MY RADIATOR ANDBLOW UP MY ENGINE, leading
to a horrible series of BOTBAR DAYS that followed, and hurt both me,
as well as my poor elderly mother, as HE HAS NO MERCY OR RESPECT for
the elderly,and he never has, BECAUSE THE MAN
IS A MOTHER FUCKING TOTAL MONSTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Here
is another 'vely vely intelesting' and definitely non-Bob McDowell
'FCC Future-Chairman-Director, “little dick in the mouth Bruce
Pennock”,mathematical and Lawtronic truth that shouts out at anyone
with half of an open fucking mind, YO!!!!!!!!!!! Don't beat me up
now, Patty-Paula, or 'kitchen duty' lovely DQ 1997 teen queen of
Abseacon! If you don't get the joke here, and you're not a military
family, get with someone in the service for a great HAHAHA. But
moving along here, take this date in 1969, July 5th, the
day following the Holiday Fireworks in Atlantic
City, New Jersey, at the STEEL PIER in
NO JOYSEY, mighty baseball strike out
CASEY, and with or without celebratory balloons, on
Philadelphia's Broad Street, on Halloween
day in 2008!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes take the date of July 5,
1969, when the non-Harrah Casino's “OTHER PP” threw me down on
the beach underneath Central Pier. The date becomes not only one
between us of course, but that effected the entire world of course,
but then what does not do this, as we all know quite well, yo? So
yes, take the date and make it a numerical conversion date, as we all
do this every day of our lives, and yes, we get 7-5-6-9
(7/5/69). Here is another MARCUCCI MIND BLOW,
since it was him who seemed so damn fascinated with my future,
thousands of kilometers east of Abbey Road, and over at KINGS
KIGHWAY, which yes, we all can check this one out, was named
for the great TAX COLLECTING AND ORIGI9NALUNITED STATES COLONIAL
OPPRESSING KINGS OF THE EIGHTEENTH CENTURY, YO YO YO YO
BRRRRRRRRRRRR!!! So let us see what so-called IMPERSONAL MATH can do,
mister D.L. Smith of COOLEY HALL, and following educator to the great
SIR VON-VAM-MARCUCCI of the Roseann Delaney 2-QIUCK Shavers
Club!!!!!!!! MEOW, cute little Justine!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It
was in 1983, fourteen years after this time in 1969 as well as
exactly 'DOUBLE MY AGE' THEN, as I was
now 28 years of age, while renting that Atco home on Norris
Garage-Kicker Avenue, from the Real Estate Investor Mister Jerry
Pliner; the great home of psychic windy visions, and distant city
skylines, as well as awesome ultimate CHOKE-HOLDS; Sir Youtube
DARIUS, handle there (DEEZEE SLIM), and King Darius too, of the great
BIBLE, and the GREAT GODDESS of it, LORDESS
NEECY KRASSLE, converted into Astral-Plane Capitol
Province lingo; and during my stay at this NIGHTMARE HOUSE OF
HORRORS, I was given just before the major CHOKE HOLD, the CODE
NUMBER 6-5-7 on my IMM PRIVECODE MACHINE. Mow how many fucking
letters does the machine have, P-R-I-V-E-C-O-D-E?????????
Try nine (9). So the date of 7-5-6-9, when we remove the nine, has
what three digits left now? You got it people, a 6, a 5, and a 7. Of
course they're BOXED or scrambled, BUT THEY'RE THERE, YO YO YO YO YO
YO, and screaming out this unfathomable and inconceivable
LAWTRONICALLY HISTORICLY MARKED MESSAGE
for the entire universe to know!!!
Last
night before going to bed, DISDEE fucked with me, and made something
vanish right before my cunt lapping eyes pissing me off no end, Lads
and Lassies, Lab-dogs and Labbers as we call them centuries from now,
and today they're as LAB TECHNICIAN'S!!!!!!! 'I
WAS ONE PISSED OFF GUY', and I wasn't even driving while
black, or for that matter yo, while 'Blacksnake', Sir Mike Soft
Hellwrecker, and or mighty great Sir Dick WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLF!!!!!!!!!
This occurred at approximately 2:25 this
MOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURNING, as I was just about to fall into my bed,
Misses Haddonfield, NJUSAESMWG BUTLER of the great and illustrious
COOLEY FOOLEY HIGH HELL HALL OF HADDONFIELD, right down the HOPKINS
LANE from the great KINGS HIGHWAY GATE!!!!!!!!!!! SO ROAR ON ALL
LOVELY HELEN'S EVERYWHERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh sweet adorable spoon
dancer lady, I am holding about 195 pounds, and you're sitting there
drooling with envy, huh big lovely girl?
So
after that fucking miserable prick shit DISAPPEARING
DEMON ENTITY AKA DISDEE by Mountainpen's Morianity; did what
she did, and made something vanish, and I did lots of cussing and
mother fucking swearing; I hit the sack Misses Butler, thinking of
you always, of course lovely lady from CHHH;
not to ever be confused with CHOSEN-HUNTINGTON'S; but only
with the future FCC as well as of course, great CHRISTMAS
TREE ANGELS IN GREAT LOBBY AREAS, politics and WATERGATE,
WHICH ALSO FITS SO 'HUUUUUUUUUUUUUGELY'
INTO ALL OF THE PRESENT AND CURRENT TIMES, AND ON AND
ON I COULD GO HERE, BUT WON'T. WHAT A FUCKING ASS RELIEF, HUH
WORLD????? So I hit the sack and poof, NIGHTMARES,
NIGHTMARES, AND MORE MOTEHR FUCKING CUNT HUFFING DAMN NIGHTMARES;
OH WORLD WHO COULD CARE TOTALLY LESS ABOUT POOR PITIFUL NON
RONSTADT-ME!!! Permit me Uncle Cameras-Know-it-all Heinz Gottwald, to
now tell you about one of the many of these unthinkable
nightmares!!!!!!!
As
many of me' Blogaudians know from reading older blogs from earlier in
my Florida days here in rotten ass FORT PIERCE, I have had a few
dreaming interactions with several television show characters. One
was the lady who played in LAW & ORDER during its earlier days in
the early nineteen-nineties with Ben Stone, who was in this
nightmare. I speak of Delia on the later aired show called, “Ghost
Whisperer”. But she was not in this nightmare, but Ben Stone
was,and so was beyond red hot lovely Jennifer Love Hewitt. Ben Stone
was living right outside of Camden, New Jersey, and Jennifer LH was
his daughter, and they were not television personalities, but actual
people. SHERIFF SIR, THE MILITUFORCE IS KILLING FUCKING ME WIUTH THIS
GODDESSDAMN SPACE-BAR-HACK, YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Jesus
Christ Almighty, man!!!!!!!!!!!!! Moving this along now peeps; I had
driven over to Mister Stone's home in the Woodlyn area outside of
Camden in-between Fairview and the Medical Institute, Sir North-shore
Mister Genlow, and baseball coach later turned politician the
Honorable Jim Toomey, both of them from ACNJUSAESMWG; and I picked up
his daughter whose name was not Melinda as in the 'GW' TV-SHOW, but
actually was Jennifer Stone. I drove her over to where I was living
in this parallel world, my #10 trailer at Miss Jenny Plageman's
Mullica Mobile Manor Trailer Park on the White Horse Pike, AKA Route
30, in Central-South Jersey, just outside of Hammonton, where WAYV's
great Paula told us all to “Hang in there Hammonton”, during that
large forest fire in the middle first decade of the 21st
century. We got to the trailer and all sorts of weird shit was all
over the place that appeared to be worth millions of dollars, and it
made absolutely no sense. Lots of larger tan normal loose leaf
notebooks containing really huge files were neatly placed against a
wall that faced the east of the trailer where here in this world
while I lived there, merely had a couch and an end table for putting
my landline telephone and accessories on. There were giant
loudspeakers there also, and the trailer seemed to be a double-wide
with lots of area room. The same two bedrooms and one bathroom was
there however, but rooms were bigger. I won't bore anyone with tons
of fucking details as this was one of those all night long dreams
that I could not seem to exit out of all night damn ass long. As the
interaction proceeded along, friends of hers were also coming over,
and I did not like these guys one bit, and just as with the KING
family over here, they appeared to all be attempting to commandeer my
life. I went into the kitchen area past the dining area to the
opposite side of the living area that the bedrooms and bathroom was
on, just as it all was here only smaller; and I finally told Jennifer
Stone that I was going to drive her home and that I no longer wanted
to see her or any of her wild friends. None of them were in the
trailer during this little quibble, and she began to cry and tell me
that it was me who wanted he services. Then it came to me, as I
suddenly became a TYPE-2-EXPLORATRON in the interaction, realizing
that I was in this experience in a parallel reality. I also realized
that some of the PHASE-4 ENTITY that could not make it here to this
Earth-planet as a real ghost communicator, used her and the people
who are connected with this great TV-show, to pass into, since
Lawtronics had prevented them from being born as regular people,
especially her. But I then realized that she had the very same
abilities in this part of localized hyperspace, that the fictional
character named Malinda has, in this world, on that fictional Ghost
Whisperer Show. I suddenly then realized that the more I began to
THINK HARD on many things, the more power I had over the interaction;
leading me towards my becoming a full PHASE-3-EXPLORATRON during this
experience. I started remembering things that my doppelganger knew
from his world there in this parallel universe place where the me
here was dreaming through. This other HS-ME was being haunted by some
horrible people, and they actually had a gang and a gang name. Just
as with many great gangs here in this world, such as R,
C, LK, and
so forth, they were called the WASHCLOTH
KINGS. It seems that I had a big ass bad uncle there also
named Heinz Gottwald and who also lived in LINY, USAESMWG. But he was
nothing like the dude here. This HG was almost seven feet tall and
was a big musclebound gang banger. He had killed an entire chapter in
New York, of those Washcloth Kings, and now there was a west coast
chapter after me, and they did not use conventional gang bang tactics
against their targeted enemies, but rather, they had engaged powerful
supernatural entities to help them to wipe out people, and were using
them on me. Jennifer Stone told me that I had wanted her help, and
that she charged a hefty price, and that was that she
and her friends were going to take over my trailer and my life.
I told her to forget it, and insisted that I drive her back home, and
she continued to cry for a minute or so and finally she said, “okay,
fine, yo”! As we were driving out of the trailer park, that over
there was called the Mullica Devils of Dogtown, and serving me right
for living in any place named such a horrible thing; but as we were
at the mailbox area and ready to drive out and onto the Route 30 WHP,
a speeding car came along,slammed on their breaks, pulled out a huge
shotgun or assault rifle, and they shot me dead as shit, and I of
course instantaneously woke up here in a major cold ass
sweat!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The part that I am not going to talk about
right now has to do with Mister Stone, he father in that parallel
world, as well as some of the wild shit in my trailer that was beyond
inconceivable. If I were rich, why would I be living in some lousy
ass trailer fucking park?
END
TRANSMISSION.
AND
NOW I KNOW THAT I KNOW, CHAPTER
44
Mark
Wayne Mountainpen Huntington Mohr
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20
DECEMBER, 2019
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PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA, ESMWG
AKA
12/20/2019
MOUNTAINPEN'S
LUNAR PHASING CYCLE CHART:
FRIDAY,
DECEMBER 20, 2019
CURRENT
PHASE IS:
WANING
CRESCENT 2:7
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I
awaken to roaches crawling all over me, and I have them on my dinner
plate while I try to eat. It is just not
possible to rid myself of these horrible mother fucking things,
and I know that this entire thing is one hundred percent DEMONIC
AND SATANIC! Thanks to lovely mother
fucking Patty Hollister, my entire life has been made an endless part
of Apollo-Lucifer, and his miserable wretched dogshit and oppression.
I'll never forget how this all began, now that I
HAVE CHOSEN TO REMEMBER IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Still, oh great electrician-Joe of MAFCO in Camden, NJUSAESMWG; this
was NAUT the only witch in my life, or were all three of them truly
one entity belonging to the Exploratronic Supermind Society? Yeah,
like there is really any question or doubt in my mind whatsoever as
to that answer, oh world? Cut me a fucking bwake, willya' Mizz Leo?
AS
LONG AS THESE MOTHER FUCKING JERK OFF COCK SUCKING BASTARD TRASH SCUM
HAVE ME TO PICK ON, AND FUCKING CUNT PERSECUTE; THE
DOW WILL ENDLESSLY KEEP FLYING FOREVER
AND EVER; UP AND UP AND UP AND UP AND UP; AND I TOLD YOU THIS LOVELY
GIANT FUCKING GINA, AND I TOLD YOU ALL, EVERYONE ELSE, READING THESE
FUCKING ASS WORDS!! THE
PROPHET OF NOTHING IS GETTING FUCKING MASSACRED HERE,
COPYRIGHT
FUCKING OFFICE,
YO YO YO YO YO!!!! Lovely
great Mizz Jennifer Washburn, IPY this much: I am naut the only
fucking person or thing WHO CAN FLY. Actually, I speak of the DOW
JONES INDUSTRIAL AVERAGES,
so to me' knowledge, I AM. But don't go making the mistake that this
is some easy always ready-made feat. I
need to slowly get going, and it works great sometimes, and not
always so perfectly other times, and yes, like the psychics wonder
continuously as to their 'intermittent' abilities that don't always
operate so perfectly reliably; the same with me' flying. BUTTERCHEESE
and BUTT and but,
when I do get really going, IT
IS QUITE AMAZING TO WATCH,
and
now in this century, I do not do this anymore, as there is too much
private and business (non-government regulated) video surveillance
out there, and I have no wish at all to be dissected one dark night
after being kidnapped by the M2F and taken covertly to AREA-51, or
some other reasonable facsimile locale. Now am I hinting that other
hyperspace-me's have this ability, some of them, while others do not?
Well, no, I AM NAUT HINTING ABOUT ANYTHING, I'M FUCKING PROCLAIMING
IT, (FROM
THE PROVIDENCE AVENUE ROOFTOPS),
AND ANY OTHERS WITH OR WITHOUT ANY DAMN DOGS ON THEM, SIR KING
BLACKSNAKE OF ANY AND ALL NON SIR BERNER GENERATIONS!!!! Yes peeps,
the simple truth is that now in these new age times, everybody
everywhere has a camera-phone system right in their pocket and it
would naut be a strategic move on my part to try doing these things
any longer! Also I wish to add herein, that if any of the great
shining stars out there, that are less than a million miles away in
the illusion of MIND-DISTANCE; think
that I will be pulling a “Permission Barrier” any time in the
near future or at all for that matter; THINK AGAIN yo,
as this won't be happening nor will it become “A
HAPPENING”,
oh wonderful hallway wisdom man of all highways and streets on both
sides of a very great and lovely pond. I just wanted to clear up that
matter right here and right now, lovely
LOO!
I
HAVE BEEN ON A FUCKING MAJOR ROLL FOR NASTY ASS 'KLUTZ INCIDENTS',
all throughout this horrendous recent assault and elder abuse on me,
and yessir Sheriff, I now can say it legally as well as totally
officially, THIS IS ILLEGAL (ELDER
ABUSE)
as of and after the calendar date of December 4, 2019. This is when I
turne3d age 65 years, sir, two weeks ago, yo.
THE
WEATHER IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA:
DATE----------------TIME------------
TEMPERATURE:----
HEAT
INDEX FEELS LIKE TEMP:----
HUMIDITY:----
WINDS:----
PREDICTED
HIGH:----
SKY
CONDITIONS PRESENTLY:----
RAIN
CHANCES TODAY:----
   |
GREAT
FOLKS; I HAVE COME TO LEARN FROM A TRUSTWORTHY SOURCE, THAT
I
HAVE DIED AND GONE TO HELL,
ON AUGUST
15,
1986;
AND ALL OF YOU ARE SIMPLY
PROPS.
SHOULD ANY OF YOU ALSO FOLLOW MY PATH, YOU WILL SUDDENLY FIND
YOURSELF IN THE SAME SITUATION SOMEWHERE, AND WHETHER I AM THERE OR
NOT, EVERYONE ELSE BUT YOU WILL
NOW BE 'YOUR' PROPS.
THEY WON'T KNOW IT, BUT THEN, WITHOUT HAVING THE AWARENESS TO THE
WORLD BEING ROUND, YOU WOULD ALWAYS BELIEVE FOR TOTAL CERTAIN THAT
IT'S JUST AS FLAT AS IT ALWAYS APPEARS TO BE, FROM THE TIME YOU WERE
BORN UNTIL THE DAY THAT YOU FUCKING DIE! Before you laugh out loud to
hardily me' fiends and friends; think about a lot of shit in your own
personal life really hard, and
tell me just how REAL you really feel,
and then if you should come to the answer with real honesty, you may
of course contact
the mighty WAWV-FM, and their secret owner, Mizz Patty-Paula HHH, to
let her in on this too!!!!!!!!!!!!
'WO'
BILLY H!
Many things around me will be HACKED forever until I die which may be
NEVER since I've heard tell that HELL IS ENDLESS. Yes Mike Soft
SpellCHECKER, you're correct. HELL is ENDLESSNESS as well, same damn
diff!!!!!!!!! So yes, I
have come to learn from a trustworthy source,
that my browser intentionally disabled my e-mail and then shortly
following that, my photograph as well. I am going to call someone for
help, as these blogs are too important to just sit back and let my
mother fucking MILITUFORCE
ENEMIES
wreck them! Yes
world, we
all love
FIREFOX,
or most of us do,
and
count me in as one of those MOSTS.
Still, even Firefox as you know, GOT HACKED by these monstrous rotten
evil HALLS FAWCES. 'SOOOOOOOOOO' Mister Arthur Crane; “what's to
do”, to quote the Latengrate Actor, Mister Jack Klugman? I have
also come to learn that right after SIR NG-ADS and I spoke at the
gate of this NON-PATTY-HOLLISTER
BUILDING, AKA PUBLIC HOUSING
BUILDING OR PHB;
THE
M2F WAS TOLD TO RESTORE IT,
SO THAT IT COULD NO LONGER BE USED AS ADDITIONAL EVIDENCE BY
MOUNTAINPEN (ME) TO VERIFY ALL MY CLAIMS, AND HELP ME TO EVENTUALLY
VINDICATE MYSELF, AND MY WOES ALL TOGETHER, AND QUITE COMPLETELY, YO!
Now however the great HOLLISTER-FAWCES that the WFMU hatepage laughs
and mocks me for believing all of this, is pulling this off; it is
somehow done by paying off my BROWSER SERVICE to cancel my
PHOTOBUCKET, and here were go again, oh world. So why then am I so
wroooooooooooooong, when I say that just because I live in Fort
Pierce now and no longer reside in Jersey, that this is NAUT still
ongoing all around me. So please explain to me then, how I am so
wrong, and maybe I'll be a monkey's fucking uncle, eating my shirt,
while playing a Jew's Harp; and waiting for the fucking RED
SEA TO BE
PARTED, again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hey
'chill-mo' John Denver,
I
DO BELIEVE IN THE RED SEA.
HAHAHAHAHA
JANE
Sleazeweedsdisease,
ya' fucking cunt missed me this time, ya WB!
BUTTERCHEESE
and big ass butt and but, which bitch???????????????????
In
or out of 1984, Cinnaminson, or musical projects sent to the U. S. ©
Office, I will still say the following: How I adore one big
happy family, even if it is TOTALLY CURSED, AND I HAVE TO BE THE
GENERATIONAL chosen one, huh sir DUMA ARGON
of the MICK-CLOUDS?????????? So where is the great News
Media's slip-up Sir Dukra Akron?
MAYBE
IN RECENT FLORIDA, HUH N.R.A.???
TO ARCHIVE ALL ORIGINAL
NEW JERSEY BLOGS, SIR NO JOYEY CASEY AND SIR LATENGRATE H. CALLAS:
My blogs
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Week
ending Tuesday afternoon: 11-12-19
THE
WEEK ENDING DECEMBER 24th WILL BE AT THE MAXIMUM 8th
RED STAR, unless this mother fucking shit you're doing to
me CUZZ DONNIE boy, S---T---O---P---S!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Of Mountainpen)
ANY
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There
are lots of foundations that I am slowly fucking laying down and once
done, I will BLOW YOUR MIND way more than I ever blew poor Mister
Lennon's, so don't puke up a gasket if you're out there somewhere,
Sir Lenny dirtball McKinnon!!!! Yes
people; yesterday's MAJOR SKY
ASAULT was also doubled
up as a covert major HEALTH AND DEATH ATTACK FOR ME.
I began experiencing horrible stomach cramping early this morning
around two or so, and then in the early middle afternoon, I began
coughing and wheezing, and getting a general mother fucking
unpleasant feeling in my entire chest. Assaulting
A SICK DYING ELDERLY MAN BY THIS EVIL EMPIRE, IS TOTALLY BEYOND
UNCONSCIONABLE AND UNFATHOMABLE,
to say the vely vely least; huh old buddy Bob McDowell from 1972, at
the COOLEY FOOLEY HELL-HALL OF HELLishness, YESSIR, MISTER MIKE
SOFT!!!!!
Folks,
let me prove a simple point to you, even if that proof wouldn't be
considered good enough for court evidence. Sometimes we all know that
common sense supersedes even our fantastic LEGAL SYSTEM, huh Mister
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLF??????? I have spent most of my adult
fucking lifetime now, since the middle eighties three and a half
decades ago, attempting to prove to all kinds of authority figures
and others too, all about my 'woe-wiz-me troubles' concerning what I
label and call, my diseased
wicked
evil
WOMO-MILITUFORCE-ENEMIES.
Since this all began in the 1980's, I tried and tried, but to no
avail whatsoever could I ever convince a single soul. I know
absolutely that this is all true, and yet I get laughed at and
endlessly ignored and thrown out of the offices of countless
authorities. Now here is how I can totally know that these enemies
are not only real and not in just my sicko imagination. It is they
who do believe it all possible, as it is THEY WHO ARE DOING THESE
THINGS TO ME, SUCH AS ICPE-APE-TECHNOLOGY, AND OTHER COVERT
OPERATIONS (COVE-OPS). They come from the spiritual plane of
existence, not their physical bodies mind you, but the REAL THEM,
underneath the facade and the bullshit of their so-called HUMAN
IDENTITIES. They believe me, and THEY are doing these things to me,
and no one else will believe it and no one else is doing it. To
anyone and everyone else anywhere, any time, this is all totally nuts
and whacked and sicko dogshit. This to me proves 100% that I am not
lying, making up anything, or just nuts and crazy as fucking shit on
a hot shingle! Simply put peeps; cogitate on this paragraph and then
tell me that you can dispute this fucking logic one tiny teeny wee
bit. DEATH ANGELS
are back on a heavy fucking roll AGAIN
peeps, and at 12:12 this afternoon,
December 20, 2019; Sir
Mortimer Mortino is passing by my
right side, and annoying me big fucking cunt ass time, yo me'
BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! To quote from my days getting beat up at
the D.Q. Back in 1997, 'ALMOST' by the great lovely Admiral's
niece, who is very nice, at least to look at, huh H.C.; “THIS
IS WEEDEEKAWUSS, YO”!!!!!
Let's
examine this 'HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE' arch
enemy rival, that I have told the world has been on my case, and
using this ICPE-APE-TECH on and against me, for his own sicko
god-like monstrous evil agendas, since it all
began in 1984, while I was on my way to Atlantic City, to go to his
first New Jersey Casino, the TRUMP PLAZA. It
is all on my original 2006-2008 blogs (BOM).
I speak of none other than the future 45th
PRESIDENT, SIR DONALD
JOHN
TRUMP!!!!!!!!!!
Now let's explore this all a bit further, shall we folks? He
CHEATED LIFE by using this ICPE-APE-TECH, to hurt me, and make
things ALWAYS WORK OUT HIS WAY, via of Earthly magically considered
Parallel-Event. I used this in the
Atlantic City casinos myself, and HE DID NAUT LIKE THAT AT ALL. But
let us look at PATTERNS, since even the mighty legal system
(CJS) does indeed respect and allow this concept of
established-patterns, to be introduced into a law case when it can be
proven that doing so is pertinent, and totally honest and accurate.
In some cases, you cannot, and this is the legal mumbo jumbo of
numerous countless legislation's and endless statutes concerning what
legal professionals call “Prior-Bad-Acts”.
But let us assume that I am able to use this, so we can now move
onward and discuss TRUMP, and his evil
monstrous wicked behavior, serving only himself, and his wealthy
rotten evil powerful WORLD OWNER PALS and
the Christian asshole fools
who now seem to be, unfathomable as it may sound,his followers, but
then, even the BIBLE declares
that in the end times, masses of people
will believe a 'HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE' LIE,
and be absolutely deceived; and that only a tiny elect few of
the populous will remain sufficiently
enlightened so that they don't fall into this horrendous trap
and be eaten alive by trusting this WOLF IN
SHEEP'S CLOTHING; AKA DONALD J. TRUMP, NEAR FUTURE KING OF AMERICA,
and with or without park leaves or future promises and
claims!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So we are talking about
TRUMP being an established CHEATER with this ICPE-APE-TECH that he
has monstrously used on and against me for well over three solid
decades, totally ruining and wiping out my entire fucking adult life
completely and absolutely. So now we move this
up past 2015, and when this dirt bag prick threw his hat into the
ring for the PRESIDENCY OF THIS NATION. Now in the beginning
of all of this, HE CHEATED THE NATIONAL
ELECTION PROCESS USING NOT ONLY ICPE-APE-TECH ON POOR DEFENSELESS
CUZZ MARK, BUT ALSO WITH HIS SICK
PLANS INVOLVING RUSSIA. Now let us move this up another
four years to where he is running for REELECTION
IN THE 2020 RACE. Now we have his threat to pull aid from the
Ukraine government if they do NAUT investigate the one person that
TRUMP perceives as his biggest threat to his reelection, the
BIDEN KID, as if he can fuck up that family, then he can fuck up the
frontrunner Mister Biden, and win the 2020 election, and also
he is CHEATING as he did in 2016, BY
POURING ON THE RELENTLESS HARASSMENT AND TORTURE OF POOR LITTLE
DEFENSELESS DISTANT CUZZ MARK WAYNE
MOHR. So here we go again, all great fucking 1978 “NEW
KIDS IN TOWN”, HUH??? Patterns,
patterns, patterns. Give me a break everybody. Hey Margie Leo
from 1985; you too if ye pweeeeeeeeeeeeze! TANKS.
Do we all have to be Einstein to wake up and smell the stinky burning
coffee beans, for crying out fucking ass loud, yo?????????? As
I type this in and for the past five minutes, DOOR
SLAMMERS ARE MAKING ME NUTS RIGHT
OUTSIDE MY FUCKING DOOR, SHERIFF
MASCARA SIR; AND IT IS NOW HALF
PAST MOTHER FUCKING MIDNIGHT,
ME' KIND AWESOME SIR, AND THIS IS
ABSOLUTE FUCKING ELDER ABUSE, YO
YO YO YO!!!! Now up here on 20
December of 2019, finally,
the world is taking MORIANITY
seriously, but of course as usual, when it is practically too damn
latengrate LATE. Finally the great
wonderful awesome MSNBC and some others are calling it what it is,
and ALWAYS WAS, HAS BEEN, WILL BE, AND WILL
ETERNALLY BE, YO, and they have admitted that the great
AMERICA has drank the COOL AID, and that
the great LAMBRIGG CULT OF THE ASTRAL PLANE,
DOES INDEED HAVE AN EARTHLY PHYSICAL PLANE LEADER BY THE
NAME OF SHORTY DONALD MACINVONDI TRUMP,
45th
PRESIDENT OF THE GREAT UNITED STATES OF AMERICA! Thank you for
finally deciding to smell that horrendous fucking stench of those
burned out coffee beans and WAKE UP for crying
out loud. Still, it is for the most part a bit too late,
because getting rid of the KING OF THE LAMBRIGG CULT, still will
leave his 45% citizen followers, who will then just go onto finish
the job, and destroy America
forever!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is what happens when prophets are
endlessly ignored, and called JERSEY CRACKPOTS, oh wonderful sir from
Abbey Road and wonderful Russ Thaxton from Haddonfield on
thisssssssssss side of the great Queen's POND, AKA the Atlantic
Ocean!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HERE COMES THAT FUCKING
WORD-DISAPPEARING HACK, FEDERAL COMMUNICATIONS COMMISION, YO YO YO YO
YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!! GEE, I
really truly verily fucking cunt wonder WHY! If I'm such a Jersey
nobody fucked up insane crackpot who is setting off all of the POMO
RADAR SYSTEMS everywhere, then why does the damn ass MILITUFORCE
bother screwing with me and endlessly use peeps like me' rotten ass
family as well. Talk about ROSS THE FUCKING
BOSS FROM SUPERMAN 3, huh cool dude Sir Richard Pryor, yo?
It's not enough when they're on the very top, with the world handing
them endless glory and wealth, no sir. They still won't be damn
satisfied until Mark Mohr and his fucking cunt MORIANITY, has all
failed, and been doomed forever into the darkest regions of fucking
cunt eating DOGTOWN,
YO ME' BRAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I truly wish that those string of numbers was somehow magically
removed from the calendar; you know, 7-5-6-9!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh WEHELLLL!
There
really needs to be a NEW AMENDMENT ADDED TO THE UNITED STATES
CONSTITUTION, AND I SAY THIS IS ALL FUCKING DEAD ASS SERIOUSNESS,
'EVWEEBWUDDY', YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!! There truly and
verily NEEDS TO BE a legal and constitutionally backed system to naut
just remove a criminal president, or any elected official gone
crooked and proven to be, but there also needs
to be a way to literally disband an entire PARTY, should a party come
to power who absolutely refuses in a blatant and obvious way, to
place the good of America over the GOOD OF THEIR ROTTEN ASS PARTY,
and we all know I am speaking about the 21st century
REPUBLICAN PARTY. Bad as shit was under BUSH and REAGAN, and worse
even under NIXON; the party itself WAS NOT OBVIOUSLY BLATANTLY
TOTALLY FUCKING CORRUPT, as it is now, and many people all over this
fucking ass globe know that I SPEAK ONLY 100% THE TRUTH HERE, and if
this doesn't eventually happen constitutionally, along
with an absolute irreversible law of TERM LIMITS that prevents total
power happy rotten crooked billionaires-in-their-pocket trash up on
Crapitol-Hell, such as 'Bitch Prickonnel', and many others;
from literally merging with the wealthy owners of this land AKA the
Billionaires-Club, talked about so often by wonderful marvelous
awesome sensational Senator Sanders; if this does not come to pass in
short order, say around the year of 2040 or so, this nation has
totally fucking bought the cunt lapping farm. It will transfer from a
once great
and now failed experiment in 'FREEDOM FOR ALL', with
everyone equally under and before the laws of the land, into a
WEALTHY-OWNED MONARCHY,
with all of us little peon-surf groupation under all these MISTER
DONNA' SUMMER BIG SHOTS' WO (WORLD-OWNERS) which is where
we get the abbreviation in my Morianity of WOMO,
for a total abbreviated word-groupation of (WORLD
OWNER MILITUFORCE
OTAMMITES)!!!!! If
these things presently were a part of some irremovable new
constitutional amendment, all this fucking GUN
VILENCE SHIT would just about STOP,
as the billionaire GUN LOBBY
wouldn't be able to buy the LIFER
GOVERNMENT OFFICIALS such as ol' Bitch
M.
Oh
yes, I hate getting into fucking current events, as this ain't a
fucking CURRENT-EVENTS-BLOG by any stretch of the mind.
BUTTTTTTTTTT folks, cut me a Margie Leo brake
in both 1985, as well as up here in almost the year of the COMMON-ERA
2020! The mighty future King
Trump in many parallel worlds, just
today, Wednesday, November 13th,
said today when asked by reporters, what he thought of the
Impeachment Proceedings that took place today, and “here is what
the man said”, to quote that great old hit song, yo. As always, he
says it is all a “witch-hunt and a
hoax, made up by us crazy delusional fucking democrats, and
then he went onto say, and please people all
over the world, don't be fucking dense, start seeing through shit as
we are not in the fourth fucking grade, yo.
He said, “It
shouldn't BE ALLOWED”, meaning
the Impeachment Proceedings. Now we all know already that
if this god-like king had his way, the first amendment of FREE SPEECH
as well as the FREE PRESS, or (Don-Jon Trump's despised fucking
MEDIA), 'WOULD BE GONE', or to
say it like that awesome fucking sportscaster, the Latengrate Mister
Harry Callas, from a while back during all exciting baseball games
everywhere; they'd be like fantastically hit baseballs, you know,
“ADAHEEEEEEEERE”!!!!
Oh
yes good folks out here, no more FREE SPEECH, and
right away we all know that would mean two powerhouse things, with or
without the great all-knower, Mizz
P.H.H. Hollister, right? No more 'BOM' (Blogs Of
Mountainpen), and then WOW, I am sure if he
could get that accomplished, he would anti-grandfather in a law that
would GO AFTER ANYONE LIKE ME WHO ALREADY HAS SPOKEN AGAINST HIM, AND
OUT OF TURN. Remind anyone out here of
not all that fucking cunt long ago in ALMIGHTY NAZI,
GERMANY, EARTH, SOL, MWG????????
It sure makes me realize just how fragile MY
FREEDOMS TRULY ARE, and for that matter, how fragile what is
fucking ass left of the united States of America really is. If you
allow your mind to wonder and wander even slightly late at night in
the silence of a darkened room, you'd break out into a mother fucking
cold ass sweat real damn ass quickly, yo yo yo yo yo yo yo, so tell
me Sheriff Ken Mascara sir, IS THIS REALLY THE NATION THAT YOU WISH
TO HELP BRING ABOUT? If anyone told me back as a fucking boy that all
of this was going to happen to me, with or without any THAT'S
THE WAY IT GOES 1969 SONGS, I'da thought
you were totally off your mother fucking nut at light speed
squared!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And now, yo, it is all right
around all of us, and on fucking top of that, no one is even aware of
it, huh 'games on starships' realizing great Ensign
Wesley Crusher? Don't tell me about how the MILITUFORCE
cannot do TELLOSIAN FUCKING MIND CONTROL, 343434343434, as I
know totally and fully fucking differently about
thisssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!!!! “It
shouldn't BE ALLOWED” and you
know it, what shitn't be allowed is Shitizens United, you, and your
hate spewing rotten white-power kingly concepts, naut in this great
free democracy AMERICA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! “It shouldn't BE ALLOWED”
“It shouldn't BE ALLOWED” “It shouldn't BE ALLOWED” “It
shouldn't BE ALLOWED” “It shouldn't BE ALLOWED” “It shouldn't
BE ALLOWED”!!!!
This entire mess
was my fault and the fault of a wild machine called “KEYBOARDS
FROM PETAHELL” as
without all of this Bruce Alan Pennock crap, none of this shit would
be happening right now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! No
Doctor
fucking Farmers Insurance Skota
sir, I
AM MOST CERTAINLY NAUT EXPERIENCING DELUSIONS OF GRANDEUR, AND
IPYT!!!!!!!!!! I
wish to the fucking Astral Plane GODS
and GODDESSES
that none of this had ever taken place, but it did, yo. I believe in
accepting fucking reality, BRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!
People,
only HUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE
amounts of TELLOSIAN-MIND-CONTROL
(TMC), could hope to begin explaining how we can have so many
nut case radical redneck stupid ass LOYAL
TRUMP LOVERS AND FOLLOWERS out here in this nation, who
would sell their possessions and youngest daughter to him, for the
privilege of allowing them to KISS HIS MOTHER FUCKING DIRTY CROOKED
ASS!Nothing short of saying that to me, THIS IS ABSOLUTE FUCKING
VERIFIED PROOF BEYOND ANY SHADOW OF ANY DOUBT, that TMC IS REAL, that
TMC IS BEING USED AND APPLIED TO U.S. CITIZENS ON A TARGETED AGENDA
BASIS VIA COVE BFA'S, and that TMC is by far MORE DEADLY AND
DANGEROUS THAN AN ARSENOL OF THE HUGEST NUKE BOMBS EVER STOCKPILED,
AND THEN MULTIPLIED BY A MILLION!!!!!!!! Again, TMC is not an
abbreviation of Turner Classic Movies, but rather a much more fucking
cosmologically important and urgent TELLOSIAN MIND
CONTROL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But this still brings me to one really
monster ass fucking cunt HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE Archibald
Bunkerqueens PERNT, which is THISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!! I
feel I know the bigger of two reasons YYYYYYYYYYYYY this NOW ONGOING
2-DAY DEATH SIEGE is surrounding my mother fucking pitiful whittle
proximity, Lads, Lassies, Lab-dogs, and Lab-Techs, and any and all
other great 'AATS' or 'non-AATS' Blogaudians, yo
yo yo yo yo yo BRO!!!!!!!!!! Certain things out here in this
cosmos are absolutely forbidden things to tell and or talk about with
new people or anybody for that matter. Despite the fact that I may
blog about these topics, the truth is that not that many new peeps
read this blog, and so all of the shit that the MILITUFORCE does NAUT
want spoken out about, don't fall on NEW EARDRUMS. Right before all
hell broke loose on Tuesday, I told my PCP doctor something, and then
POW! We got on the topic of my mysterious glandular condition, and
the night of June the 4th
in 1983. Whenever I discuss this, somehow
the M2F knows it and immediately begin persecuting me,
and sure enough the mother fucking second that I left the office of
Dock JAR, POWerhouse-POW, yessir, mike Soft, this does apply this
time, and yes, so does THISSSSSSSSSS, Mizz Erica 1983 SNAKES of the
“AMC” SOAP-SHOW!
So
I left the office of DOCTOR 'JAR' as I jokingly call him, not to his
face mind you; and WHAM, the AERIAL DEATH SIEGE CAME ONTO ME LIKE A
HUNGRY FUCKING BALD EAGLE FINDING A NICE MOLE ON THE GROUND TO FEAST
UPON, POW-POW-POW!!! Private planes were dive bombing me, and the
CHEMTRAILS BEGAN GROWING LARGER AND CLOSER, AND BEGAN SWOOPING DOWN
ON ME, A MILITUFORCE INTIMIDATION TRICK WHERE THE OPTICAL ILLUSION
FROM A GROUND FUCKING VIEW MAKES IT APPEAR AS IF THEY ARE JUST ABOUT
TO COME DOWNAND GRAB ME AND SWOOP ME UP AND DESTROY ME IN A NUCLEAR
FUCKING HOLOCAUST, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! When I came out of the
Publix Grocery Store which was my second of three errand places that
I went back on early Tuesday afternoon it was CHEMTRAIL FUCKING
CITY!!!!!!!!! The loud buzzing private aircraft's were also still on
me like cunt huffing ANGRY BLACK AND GREE FLIES ON A HOT JULY GARBAGE
TRUCK OVERFLOWING WITH NASTY-ASS SHIT! The loud buzzing planes and
general aerial assault went on way past midnight on Wednesday fucking
morning, and then when I got up, I was sickened by these poisonous
trails, and then came an entire day of MAJOR FUCKING ENEMY M2F NABES
FROM HELL-DOGTOWN ON FYUCJKING CUNT STEROIDS, YO SHERIFF K.J.
MASCARA, KIND SIR, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, AND THIS IS 2 MASJOR
STRAIGHT DAYS OF A DEATH ASSAULT ON AN ELDERLY PITIFUL HELPLESS
VICTIM HERE IN YOUR COUNTY OF SAINT LUCIE, FLORIDA, USAESMWG, SIR,
YO!!!!!! I AM DECLARING A MAJOR FUCKING CUNT
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Wednesday
was mostly cloudy and windy here in good old fucking FORT PIERCE,
FLORIDA, USAESMWG, YO! That was a nice change from the normal hot
weather that usually runs through most of this eleventh month of
November, the 'tricky month', to hear lovely
Monique tell it, on that great 2009
movie that the wonderful and talented Mizz Mariah Carey did
with her pals from the sugar hills, and without any help whatsoever
from any tweeting robins of the 3410's!!!!!!! Now we remember,
1802+505+1102=3,410. So why is that a big deal? Well, “Normal
people”, to quote Sir Grant
O'Neil as a teenager;
would say it couldn't be very important, and that this entire thing
is merely a psychological delusion. Only the mother fucking damn
MILITUFORCE does NAUT agree with Sir G. O'Neil, or else, why then
every goddamn fucking time that I mention my weird on steroids night
in Atco on the 4th of June in 1983, does ALL DOGDOWN
(HELL) BREAK CUNT HUFFING LOOSE FOR ME????????!!!!!!!!! Let us
explore this in a wee bit more depth here, shall we peeps of the
AATS? First off lovely Mizz MO, I know for a fact now that the
mathematical odds of my daughter not being miraculously
interconnected and intertwined in all of this shit from Atco and 1983
are approximately thirty four and a half million to one. I won't even
attempt to bore anyone with pages and pages of long ass stats and
graphs and etcetera etcetera dogshit here, so take me at me' word yo,
and TANKS! The M2F did all of this, and so the last thing on this
planet that these diseased non-Lex Luther maniacs want is for me to
ever totally publicly prove that both my kid and I suffer from
medical conditions that even further verify all of my claims on a
whole damn lot more shit than just genealogically related crapola, yo
BRR! THAT is YYYYYYYYYY this entire matter is ABSOLUTELY CLASSIFIED
ON PAIN OF DEATH, and more than just this, it could literally prove
all the shit that the AATS people are also looking to prove, merely
showing things to be somewhat different in full concept from their
antiquated ideas that all things pertain to the physical plane if
they happen here in this natural world order. This, simply put, ain't
fucking so. Still, many things would be proven, and a whole damn lot
of heads WOULD TOTALLY MOTHER FUCKING ROLL should that ever be
'permitted' to happen, on or off great Woody Guthrie Islands up in
New York, BRO!!!!!
Cut
me a break here, Marge Leo, yo!
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1969
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That
night, watching those Star Trek
shows, while living at 112 Harvard
Avenue, Somerdale, New Jersey, USA, Earth, Sol, Milky Way Galaxy, in
1996, in the autumn on the 30th
Anniversary of their TELEVISION SHOW PRODUCTION LAUNCH;
memories flooded in that I could not handle,
leading to the wild dreams the following year of the Publishing
Clearinghouse's PCN-231
PRIZE-PATROL truck
with that co-ed named K. J. McAllister, who won that January of 1997;
and then the wild song that led to the 2012 production and 2013
Copyright of ''Wanna' Spend My Time'', the fence at Eden's great
garden, and a lot more. This is when I was looking nearby the
television set, little as it may have been Mizz Britney Lavino, and
Mister Stanley Crooked Bernstein; and as that great voted-number-1
episode of STAR TREK was airing, suddenly a voice kept saying while I
was staring off of the TV set and onto my venetian blinds, “Sarah
Kessle, Sarah Kessle”. All of these things are on my earlier
parts of this now freaking ass ten year blog project that we all know
as 'MORIANITY', YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Later on, we can get to how the
venetian blinds, the episode on the show
called, ''THE TROUBLE WITH TRIBBLES'',
and a bit more, all brought me parsecs ahead of where I would have
been ''spiritually'', if these events were not all LAWTRONICALLY
PROGRAMMED to happen, and so, they did, Mister Pharaoh of all
babbling's, on and on and on; AKA Babylon,
for shorter and abridged sayings, and codings, of all wild strange
rhyming rhythms, in all parallel universes everywhere in the
multiversal hyperspace, AKA the fifth dimension, Mizz Marilyn McCoo,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But here are some brand new thoughts that
are flooding in to all of thissssssssssssssssssssss, lovely Mizz
Erica Kane from AMC soap show! I absolutely
know and remember hearing that the mother fucking Impeachment Vote
was cast, DAYS BEFORE having to live through this all over again, and
I remember hearing how it went right down fucking party lines, and
then poof, I am some how catapulted into a parallel and localized
hyperspace reality, where it was not 100% down party lines this time,
close, butTERCHEESE and BUT, not
totally 100%. I remember Harry Callas dying twice, I
remember my GAWNUM math calculations being different, and I can go on
and on and on here; all the damn way to a fucking extremely
magical location on the WHITE HORSE PIKE, IN EGG HARBOR CITY,
NJUSAESMWG, at a small grocery store called the INCOLLINGO
STORE, and where I had purchased some
cupcakes and this has been told over and over, and this is
beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on
quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive
me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to drive me totally mother
fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO!
This is beginning to drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad
on quintessential cunt chewing STEROIDS, YO! This is beginning to
drive me totally mother fucking insane and mad on quintessential cunt
chewing STEROIDS, YO!
Now
I admit that Thursday, a couple hours after that horrible shit in
Cali, the markets went down for the day, and for all I know they were
down and came up; but I don't know, and so I won't say. That is just
fair, and I am fair, and play by the rules of fair, as otherwise; who
would I ever be, to talk about those who don't, for crissake? But the
very next day after a big drop, all the losses were made up,
+++PLUS+++ nearly another hundred points of profit were gained. Now
AGAIN, we have a stock market that is responding +++POSITIVELY+++ to
terrorism, and that makes me more nervous than any fucking terrorist
ever could, with all their dam weapons and horror.
I said after the attack a couple of weeks back, in Paris France, the
very same thing. WHY IS THE DOW JONES RACING UP A THOUSAND POINTS
AFTER TERRORISM, it is not normal, it goes against 150 years of
trading history, and it PROVES to anyone not totally fucking
brain-dead, that something is going on here, and it ain't fuckign
good one little tiny ass bit, YO. It seems that WALL STREET, by its
very own trading behavior, is responding favorably to terrorism. If
you can argue back with me on this, then do it. Comment, you
buttwipes, but if you choose not to, then I am going to assume that
you agree or you are major major Milituforce Enemies to Mountainpen
and Morianity. The ONLY THING THAT RATIONALLY EXPLAINS WHAT IS
HAPPENING NOW AFTER TWO HORRENDOUS TERROR ATTACKS FOLLOWED BY SUPER
BULL MOVING STOCKS ON FUCKING WALL STREET, is that I AM RIGHT, and
that this has nothing at all to do with national, or global events;
or anything that used to apply, in some real world of my NON-HELL,
ever since 15 August of 1986; when my life turned a major and
inconceivable Pat
Robertson Hurricane Talker Cornerstone
or
for short, a (PRHTC)
and
that these moves on Wall Street are NOTHING other than what I,
Mountainpen, have claimed for a solid ten years on these blogs;
United
States Attorney General;
a technology that is
super black covert hushed up majestic level top secret classified,
ICPE-APE-TECHNOLOGY,
is indeed being used
on poor Mark Wayne Mohr,
and has been for 30 solid years;
and
this is the result, and the effect, of this being done; a
market that went from 1800
or
so points, to over
18,000
or
so points. That is not the standard amount of annual gain from the
time these markets were created, up through August
15, 1986.
BUTTTTTTTTTTTTT, people; after August
15, 1986
through
present times; the new-normal,
as
some are using this new P.C. terminology within the framework of our
new age issues, such as GW- meteorological, and gun violence, and
other things that are part of the third millennium; is so far from
the 'old-normal', it is silly to pretend that there is a zero percent
chance that I am anything but insane and crazy, and a 100% chance
that I am, and that all of this shit is crap. But
still,
to
quote Detective Lenny Briscoe, I doubt I have one person on the
fucking planet, convinced of this powerful and unfathomable truth!!!!
Someday
soon folks, IF I AM RIGHT; just where will some of you be?
Face
reality you jerk offs, I won't live forever. I am dying now, and
fast; and I won't be here another nine hundred fuckiGN years. When
I am gone, the Milituforce is going to be mother fucking desperate
for replacement-me's. They probably have already been experimenting
on some of you without your awareness to it,
so that it will begin with you, as
soon as I kick the Christ off.
You
can laugh at me now, and think you will all escape this shit. And
folks, you are wet in the head, and a lot of you will be targeted or
someone who you know and love will be targeted.
Whoever thought in a million fuckiGN years, that we would have mass
shootings more than once per day? But 2015 came in, and we are not
moving towards it, but are long into it; and
it is indeed more than one per day, by the definition on a mass
shooting,
and
all of this information is Google-available, so click on folks. Don't
ever take me at my word when you don't have to. The problem here is
that you have to, when
it comes to this ICPE-APE deal.
So all I beg of you, is to honor my name by not cursing me out, when
all this fuckiGN shit comes to fruition, within a decade or less; and
your
lives are turned into a mother fuckiGN hot ass living hell nightmare,
that you'll find absolutely no recourse for, or any possible fuckiGN
escape from. The fucking dirt bag Milituforce
just struck me with a WORD-DISAPPEARING-HACK at 10:34 Post Meridian.
This is back again, Federal
Bureau of Investigation,
meaning that things
are real fuckiGN bad and only going to get worse.
I too have learned through these three decades of total fuckiGN hell,
kind FBI; to do profiling, statistical analysis, and much more.
You
guys and gals ain't the only one who the good fucking Lord handed out
brains to, YO!!!!!!! My best to Agent Steve Caruso, of Austin, Texas,
USA, BRO!
IS
THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
IS
THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
IS
THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
©
BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN (BOM)
MARK WAYNE MOHR
2016,
DAY
ING AT :,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
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MOUSE-JUMP-HACK
IS ALSO HUUUUGE, FBI!!!
MEGAHELL
ON
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THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
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THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
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THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
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THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
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THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
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THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
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THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
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THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
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THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
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THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
IS
THIS ONE BIT FAIR?
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