DOGTOWN TO EARTH COME IN PLEASE, CHAPTER 12

11:14 ANTE' MERIDIAN

MONDAY MORNINMG

13 JANUARY, 2020

FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA, ESMWG

FIFTEEN MINUTES AGO THE MOTHER FUCKING JERK OFFS OVER IN THE 605 CONSTRUCTION COMPANY APARTMENT SLAMMED IN AND ARE HAMMERING LOUDLY ON MY WALLS. IF I DO NOT GET OUT OF HERE, I WILL GO OUT OF MY MOTHER FUCKING MIND, EVEN IF IT MEANS LEAVING LIKE I DID A GODDAMN FUCKING DECADE AGO (WITH THE CLOTHES ON MY BACK)!!!

MONDAY, JANUARY 13, 2020

CURRENT PHASE IS: WANING GIBBOUS 3:6

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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 THE ASSAULT ON ME DURING THE MONSTER ASS DEATH SIEGE ASSAULT OF JANUARY 13, 2020; WITH A MAJOR NOISE ASSAULT ON ME WITH THIS NEXT DOOR SHIT IN UNIT NUMBER 605, AND ALL OUT ELDER ABUSE, THAT IS ALL A PART OF THE ICPE-APE-RELATED TECHNOLOGY USED BY DONALD TRUMP AND HIS RELENTLESS ATTACK ON ME, FOR FOUR DECADES NOW ONGOING; 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

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

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

I have come to learn from a trustworthy source, that my entire life is a result of an ASTRAL-PLANE reality that transfers down into the human Physical-Plane of life, as the HUNTINGTON CURSE!!!!!!!!!! But then, and “STILL”, Detective Lenny 'L&O' Briscoe, and quoting Morianity so often here, and now in reiteration; “SOSO-WEIN-SSDD”???????? I may be somewhat of a slow learner or even mildly fucking retarded, but at least I am naut as slow as my ancient computer!!!!!!!!!!

I doubt that the mighty Mister Crichton holds my slow learning capabilities against me however, and quite to the damn contrary; he appears to be, as does his large global entertainment company, at least somewhat interested in my musical works, or am I making all of this up??? Cut me a break here willya, lovely 1985 Mizz Margie Leo, from the Caldor #113 Store, of Woodbury Heights, New Jersey, USAESMWG?

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Electronics and electricity or ENERGY, is the reality behind everything, and every Quantum Physicist knows this without question or doubt. This is EVERYTHING, and to quote the great Sir Lenny Record-Promoter McKinnon, whom my daughter seemed to be very fascinated with and by, along with the great glittering lights of great cities such as Atlantic City as well as Manhattan; because he said this so perfectly well to his citizens-band radio pal, Miss Chillie, “Ain't no doubt about it”!!!!!!!!!!!! Using utility strikes on me, SEEMS TO BE THE ABSOLUTE FUCKING FAVORITE ASSAULT OF THE MOTHER FUCKING DIRT BAG SHITPRICK MILITUFORCE!!!!!!!!!!! This is naut something that started last year or five years ago. This has been an ongoing epitomized fucking nightmare for me now EVER SINCE I WOKE UP IN THAT DIRT BAG CHERRY HILL HOME OWNED BY RICHARD BARF-KARPF, BACK ON AUGUST 15th, IN 1986!!!!!!!!!! It has struck me, and it has NEVER EVER mother fucking even made an attempt to look back!!!!! Still, I have existed for eternity, and as Mark Wayne Mohr, for well over 8,000 years. I am trapped in a nightmare cycle of hell. There is a way of escape, and that is to somehow break the cycle, and live continuously in one series or sequence of DREAMS here, and in order to make that happen, I would need lots of very youthful blood, transfused into my body, for several decades of time. Unfortunately, the poor like me, unlike the billionaires, who ARE DOING THIS; are unable to afford to do such these. There is one other way, but that would also not be allowed, as this would be considered to be along the lines of child molestation, even though the pleasurable part of it would only be half of the equation. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! My mom said it all over and over, “You'll find out that it is really quite hard to win in this world, especially as you grow older in life”. But that was not what I was going to say that I gleaned from her on a recent blog, when my brain-dead mind lost track, and forgot to tell about what it was that she had said. I did blog it on prior blogs many times, but I will say it now for better effect, regarding how people do indeed give me lots of great ideas. She said, “Get out and talk to people and you'll be amazed at what you can pick up and use in the everyday world for your own benefit”. SHE WAS QUITE AN AMAZING WOMAN, and had a lot of wisdom, yo great folks out there!!!!!!!!!!! I indeed have spoken to many people who have given me many of the raw and even not so raw pieces of foundational information that has led to many topics discussed in my fourteen year and now counting ever forward BLOG PROJECT, PEEPS!!!!!!!!!! HA HA HA HA JANE SLEAZEBALL, you fucking missed me!!!!!! But nightmare horrible fuckign hammering is deafening and monstrous, and it is absolute endless mother fucking ELDER ABUSE, Sheriff Ken Mascara, kind sir!!!!!!!!!!!! I have no idea what these turds are up to over there, but I wil tell you that they had two signs on their door while living here, one concerning their little shitty CHI-DOG, and the other is some stupid ass hippies 60's peace sign logo made out of some bright gold metallic something. The CHI-DOG Security Force sign was removed when they 'seemingly moved out', BUTTTTT and yes MERRY, BUTtercheese too, and but, THEY NEVER REMOVED THAT STUPID ASS 'PEACE LOGO' from their door that they placed there shortly after they moved in here late in 2013 some time or the start of 2014. Now if they have nothing to do with this never ending hammering and door banging, then YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY is their stupid garbage 'PEACE LOGO' still on their outer fucking door next to me, yo yo yo yo yo yo?

I am going to discuss SONGS and MUSIC, HALLS FAWCES and their relationship with my SONGS and MUSIC, 22 years ago on this date with the MURDER OF MY MOTHER by these MILITUFORCE HALLS FAWCES, and finally, COOLEY HALL, RPL, and ATLANTIC CITY'S GREAT TENNESSEE AVENUE 'SHOP', that Misses Estelle Andersen Bassler refused to admit to its existence, or that she ran this place during the times of SARAH, and why this ASTRAL MIRRORED reality, then became 'transferred down' into human reality by way of a very strange and mysterious warping of space inside a triangulated magnetic field, and maybe was secretly powered by a wild rail system known as the New Jersey's “High Speed-Line (PATCO) train service; the same place where one day, right after this had been completed; I was on one of their trains, and this was where I remember each time, THAT THIS IS WHERE IT BEGINS, “AGAIN”, that is, my endless CYCLE, sir Dave Speas, where time may indeed “be catching up with me”, but I never ever am able to escape this endless cycle and photon wall barrier written of in a wild ATCO MUSIC PROJECT song, about the President of RPL Sound Recording Laboratories of Camden, NJUSAESMWG; Sir Ernie Merker!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A child can see, although one might think at a quick glance into all of this, and be absolutely mistaken of course; that the New Group Leader (NGL) was right on the money with something recently spoken by the great super talented Mizz Mariah Carey, regarding her childhood, and I said I did not get it, and NOW, YEAH, I GOT IT, AND ON CHRISTMAS DAY, GEE; SO IMAGINE THAT; oh great ass world!!!!!!!! Hey just because when I wrote the lyrics to that stupid ass fishing song back in 2012, on my 1983 re-write of an old ATCO, NJUSAESMWG tune called, “GITYA” (Girl, I'll Tell You anything”); I had no clue how meaningful the very first verse lyrical content was in cosmic JRSS reality. HALLS FAWCES did indeed fucking know, and they are the ones who always appear to be authoring all of every artist's material, AND THAT, I DO KNOW FOR 100 PERCENT POSITIVE SURE, WITHOUT ONE HESITANT SAND GRAIN OF FUCKING ASS DOUBT WHATSOEVER, YO BRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Still, a powerful fucking nocturnal interaction that I awoke from early on Christmas Day afternoon, was what prompted my mind to start thinking along certain channels that obviously then went onto lead me into this newest powerhouse revelation, oh mighty NEW GROUP LEADER (NGL)!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It began where again, I was back at the #10 TRAILER at Mizz Jenny Plageman's Trailer Park in Mullica, New Jersey, USAESMWG; and without the lovely Mizz Hewitt this time, or her wild scary friends, but they weren't needed in this powerful fucking interaction in Mountainpen's HYPERSPACE, nor were any weird magical school football field bleachers, or so it seems to me!!! Let's move this right along, YO, whoever may or may NAUT be out here in CYBER-VILLAGE, BRRRRRRRRRRRR. So for right now, we will open up and begin tackling the topic of the great Camden MAFCO Security Officer, Sir Sergeant Danny Pepsowski, who I worked under at my time shortly following my departure from the RPL Sound Studios Laboratory also of Camden, NJUSAESMWG, regarding one of his numerous ever-remembered statements that I heard him say, “there's nothing wrong with those three recent shootings, other than the fact that the wrong people lived, and the wrong people died”. He was referring to the three recent attempted assassinations of the POPE, PRESIDENT RONALD REAGAN, and MUSIC LEGEND JOHN MARCUCCI LENNON. All we will say for today, and yes, in total retaliation FOR YESTERDAY'S BRUTAL DEATH ASSAULT WHICH MOST CERTAINLY DOES NAUT SEEM TO BE SO FAR AWAY FOR ME TODAY, AND INDEED WAS JUST YESTERDAY; that unlike the magic bullet that struck the great Sir Honorable President John Fitzgerald Kennedy in the early nineteen-sixties, the anti-matter side to all of THISSSSSSSSSS horror and terror, has everything indeed to do with ACTING NATURALLY, and fake outs, and secret covert black operational missions of shadow people, or shadow governments, or shadow GROUPATIONS of a higher ASTRAL plane! And the James Redfield Synchronicity Syndrome kicks in beyond perfectly here, DOES IT 'NAUT' MIZZ AT&T BLAKE, of the 'Annoyance Caller Bureau' of 1983, mahm? Whether it is real physical-plane old style forty-five revolution per minute plastic vinyl discs we are discussing here, or true flip sides of reality, such as MATTER and ANTI-MATTER, MISTER Lieutenant Commander SCOTT of the great Warp Drive Star Ship Enterprise ENGINE systems; TRUTH ALWAYS SHOWS UP AS TRUTH, and as spoken before by me on many occasions, DOTS WILL ALWAYS PERFECTLY CONNECT, but a seeker must be there in full earnest and naut just in idle curiosity!!!!!!!!!!!!! Simply put, Danny was saying to me that in his humble opinion, my old COOLEY HALL EDUCATOR and ESS TRAVELER-on a mission; should HAVE LIVED, while he hated both the Pope and the President, and they should HAVE BEEN THE ONES WHO DIED. In any event, & yes lovely Mashell Daniels from the RPL Sound Studios; we all ARE INDEED ENTITLED to our damn opinions, despite some of them having quite a potential for getting us into HUUUUUUUGE amounts of trouble with the authorities, should we be bold and audacious enough to endlessly continue to express them publicly, yo yo yo yo yo yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But unlike magic bullets and great Capitol Hill Commissions such as the Warren peeps of the sixties who were attempting to super-sleuth their way into learning the hidden truths behind the Kennedy assassination, this is the MAGICAL SHOOTING SET, and not a MAGICAL BULLET that is being harped on here. And for many reasons that now seem obvious to me, as well as should be obvious to even a severely mentally challenged individual, I do not believe that either of these 'happenings' JUST HAPPENED in some random way, and NOTHING IS EVER RANDOM even if it is NAUT all part of some deep dark sicko demonic plot from HELL, or AKA astrally, (DOGTOWN)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! In other and simpler verbiage, I now fully believe that in the case of Lennon, the powers behind what was going on around me, or the M2F (MILITUFORCE), was directly involved in the demise of my wonderful ESS-EDUCATOR, so that certain things DID NAUT HAPPEN OUT OF SOME WILD SCHEDULED ORDER, or maybe the very reverse, to actually bring about a completion and rerouting of something that had gone out of order, and back into its proper schedule. FATE is a very misunderstood deal here in human life, and this includes the religious concept, or the FLIP 45 RPM SIDE of FATE, which is FREE WILL!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes great and mighty Sir Spellchecker of Microsoft Corporation, Williamstown is very fitting and quite apropos here as well, yo yo yo yo BRO! A much larger connection to my life in the mysterious vibratory land of what is labeled as “MUSIC” will always remain the ultimate first week in June in 1980 after residing five or six weeks at 1802 ROBIN HILL APARTMENTS, in Voorhees Township, NJUSAESMWG. Allow or as my now dead relative Sir Heinz Gottwald would say in late 1972, “PERMIT ME” to go on with this topic from absolute DOGTOWN. Some of you may remember this writing not all that while back peeps, and I need to use it as my foundation before going ever onward with my present point. Even the great Keyboards From Petahell was designed to do RANDOMIZED THINGS. Once I realized that I had given it those weird electronic circuits, I never fucked with it, for fear that I would lose a lot of 'magical' possibilities and potentials. This machine was able to take a tape that was totally ruined by way of over powered recording (sonic saturation), and actually restore the tape to perfect audibility to where the most critical professional listener would refuse to believe it was once absolutely fucked up and distorted. It also could bring a lot of things to life, just like Frankenstein and HIS MONSTER, and funny funny HAHAHA Mizz Sheila Franklin from the great “HAIR” Broadway Show in NYC, because the keyboard typewriter has the letter “B” and the letter “M”, just two spots away from each other, and as I was typing away a moment ago, I typed in 'MOBSTER' rather than 'MONSTER', and yes, I am making no judgments whatsoever yet, on the great NIGHTMARES of VENTNOR, New Jersey, of 'THAT FAMILY', and their shooting my lungs out, and turning them into washcloths, BUTTTTTTTTTT and yes, BUTTERCHEESE too; I won't fucking soon forget thisssssssssss!!!! Good old Ventnor, New Jersey, back in 1970, from 24 June through 12 July. If anyone thinks they've heard it all about this place and those folks surrounding me in that randomized human interaction, from the ASTRAL-PLANE'S LATE-NIGHT GAME-SHOW produced by Sir William Shakespeare, well; you are totally wrong in your conclusions, and that's putting things extremely politely! Everything fits together in a very powerful fucking pattern, and even the one thing that used to make no sense, makes perfect sense if we merely entertain the concept that the only reasons for those who are in back of all of this endless fucking crazy ass shit happening around me, for for nearly seven decades of time in this current life, is ALL A POWERFUL AND TOTALLY UNFATHOMABLE 'GASME GODS GAME', and there is nothing behind those OZ-CURTAINS at all, and never was nor ever will be. When seeing THAT TRUTH, nothing ever has to make perfect sense beyond putting together the dots OF THE GAME, which of course is an open ended admission by me that never ever will any of this be ACCEPTABLE LEGAL COURT EVIDENCE, and even the humans who are doing the bidding of these Astral Plane GODS, can never be brought to mother fucking justice. I HAVE ACCEPTED THAT PART OF THIS QUINTESSENTIAL NIGHTMARE, me' great folks!!!!!!!!!!!!

The LOIS FOCA song as was told many times before, was only remembered in one small part of the melody as well as the main theme running through it which was the title as well, and it was not until I put myself into an intentional deep trance in the year 2007, twenty-seven years later at the Cifaloglio Guardhouse, was I able to get a better recall to the entire song that was sung to me by some incredible otherworldly GODDESS who seemingly was singing this to me in some DREAM-REALM-OTHER (Non Harrah) ATLANTIC CITY! It was thisssssss lovely Erica, yesssssssssssssssssss, it was indeed thisssssssssssssssssssssssssssss, Mizz 1983 SNAKES; that led me to do a lot of things with all of that JUNK that I had, and later became the more advanced version of what I shortly thereafter had termed and named, my “KEYBOARDS FROM PETAHELL”. But why is this one song out of well into triple digit total amount of songs written by me in me' current lifetime as MWM so urgent to be focused on? Well, PERMIT ME to tell some of the dot connecting shit now that a little more foundations have been properly placed down first. Some of this shit if I know what's fucking cunt good for me WILL NEED TO REMAIN UNBLOGGABLE, and beyond what I dare to ever say, and other shit will indeed need to be told; as any minute or day now, I may be grabbing a bag of shit, and jumping in my car, and just RUNNING OUT OF FLORIDA FOREVER, to any place at all that is OUT OF FUCKING HERE, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! To quote something I told my boss at the RPL Sound Labs, Mister Eddie Farrell, on the night of March eleventh in 1981; “I've had a belly full”. Back then before the closed out quotation, the words were “Of RPL”, and now the closed quote would come after saying, “Of Fort Pierce, Florida”!!!!!!!!!

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The time was back in 1984, and I said to myself in SPACE-TIME-MIND, 'VIVA-MORIANITY'; along with some 'other not so nice things', most likely; me' good people! Now I wouldn't fucking give you a DAMN VIVA in or out of lovely May-He-Co, or in this rotten place either, yo! But still Lenny Briscoe Sir, “That's NAUT his problem”, is it? 'Cut me a break'; willya' lovely big 1985 Margie Leo?

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I had a long talk yesterday morning on my way out to do two small local errands, first at the bank, and then across the highway at the Walgreen Store, with my nabe at the far western end of the hallway here on my sixth floor of this PHA BLDG. Before I continue telling the MORIANITY-RECORD as I'll be referring to things from now on and forever, about what was spoken between me and me' nabe; let me tell you that I took another Comcast Utility hit at approximately five minutes past two of the clock this morning with that freeze up shit and the little fucking annoying box pop un the TV-screen saying, “We're having trouble connecting to the internet”. I unplugged and rebooted and all was fine after I refreshed the stupid ass system. Still, once I get THE ATTACK, I am braced for lots more mother fucking shit, as very rarely does one thing only just happen. Ever since this shit began in August of 1986, and to quote the great “Law & Order's Mister Anderton, “When it starts, IT STARTS”!!!!!!! Aniwho, Donnie me' nabe told me that everybody in the whole building is literally fucking losing their mind with this ROACH INFESTATION. It is not right since the fucking cunt ass Housing authority is getting fully paid, as we all pay our 30%, and the government makes up the difference, and pays these PHA private crooked investors the other 70%, and everybody is aware of how government subsidies all work! Donnie says people have awakened to these filthy roaches in their mouths in the morning, crawling on our plates while we try to eat, and crawl all over us and bite us while we try and sleep.

But right after this all went down, POOF, suddenly he is in some weird GASME GODS GAME with this fucking shit from next door to me in unit 605. GAMES, GAMES, GAMES, GAMES, it never ever will end. Yes Microsoft, it never ever will be anything less than endLESSNESS, you are so totally fucking cunt correct yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOW-WOW-and WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, oh great and powerful SIR CHESTER FRANK FROM NO JOYSEY, YO BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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2:14 POST MERIDIAN

SATURDAY AFTERNOON

11 JANUARY, 2020

FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA, ESMWG

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My nuclear fucking TRIAD-NABES FROM DOGTOWN (here in Dogtown), are at it today with the ILLEEEEEEEEEEEGAL COUSIN SHITS across from my door in 608 slamming in and out since half past ten, and the garbage scum above me moving fucking heavy shit around on my ceiling, starting at shortly past one this disafsternoon, yo. The only third of the TRIAD missing is next door, and there is nobody in there except the ghosts of the unknown, and this will be further told about.

I knew shit would start up today for two DAMN non-bill reasons, one being what I awoke from at around just past eight this rotten ass MOUUUUUUUUUUUURNING, from what mortals call, THE DREAM-REALM, and then simply because this is that DAY OF THE YEAR, DIGITALLY REFERRED TO AS 'BOTBAR ONE', and of course BOTBAR TWO is the eleventh of fucking ass NOVEMBER, or “tricky-11” to hear lovely Monique tell it!!!!!! Either with three ones or four ones, BOTBAR is always BOTBAR, and to quote the Latengrate Mizz Dawn-Marie King here, “IT IS WHAT IT IS”!

The pest spray dudes were here yesterday, FRIDAY, for all the good that does, as this entire mother fucking shithole building is nothing but one HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE RODENT AND ROACH INFESTED PILE OF CUNT EATING DOGSHIT ON RHYE BREAD! Before I tell you the wild hyperspace experience, let me get into what happened several days back with my nabe at the west end of the corridor, Donnie. For extremely mysterious reasons, he was going back and forth from his apartment to the apartment next door to me, walking in, with large five gallon paint containers. Why he would be doing this is far beyond my understanding, but obviously shit is fucking going on around here that is beyond super ass spurious, squared! I asked him if that was him making all the racket since doors were about as loud as I ever heard them and this went on and on so I opened my door to wait there to see just what was what, and there he was going out of his unit, number 610 with that big heavy paint container and going into the 605 unit with it. When he came out a moment or so later, I asked him what was what. He told me that the slams were coming from those ILLEGAL dirt bags in unit 608, and that he was doing some painting in the 605 unit. Why would he be doing maintenance work? It makes no sense in a trillion ass years, yo!

When I went to the Publix Grocery Store for a few staples yesterday, there was an abnormal amount of what I once would call pussy-command. Since I have aged recently, it is never like it was years ago, BUTTTTT, it still is there during days of seemingly endless AIR SIEGES, just like it has always been. For someone my age, it was quite fucking incredible. Of course in the mood I am in after all of this horrible dog shit all around me, I could care less about women and or romance. Jim Burr understood this shituation only too mother fucking well. He used to tell me that it is perfectly normal to REACT ABNORMALLY to abnormal stimulus, which is absolutely par for the damn course in my entire goddamn life, yo bro!!!!!!!!!!

As for the weird dreaming shit last night, to use your lingo folks; I was in the same general area in a parallel alternate world, where we all are in our 'dreams', that I recently have been going. This time, I got talking to a very weird asshole who pointed a strange small thing at me that looked almost like a silly group of twigs all held together with string. It looked completely harmless, but as soon as he pointed it at my chest, I began to cough violently, an dhe told me that this is a transdimensional weapon that effects not only me here but in other locations of the fifth dimensional hyperspace such as where my physical body is resting on a bed, or “HERE” where I am now typing out this blog. Sure enough, I awoke to myself violently coughing and I felt horrible for about two minutes, and then I got up and took a small drink of fuckign water, and POOF,like HARRY POTTER and the goddamn gang, it was just AS IF NOTHING HAD EVER HAPPENED TO ME, THERE, OR HERE!!!!!!!!!! Still, things like this are called by me, the “DADS ELECTRIC RAZOR SYNDROME”, or the DER Syndrome for a shortened abbreviation. This is just like the CHAIN-STEAL incident of 1969 with the GREAT SARAH-KRASSLE!!!!!!!!

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“FUNNY-FUNNY-FUNNY”, HUH GREAT AT&T?

“FUNNY-FUNNY-FUNNY”, HUH GREAT AT&T?

“FUNNY-FUNNY-FUNNY”, HUH GREAT AT&T?

“FUNNY-FUNNY-FUNNY”, HUH GREAT AT&T?

“FUNNY-FUNNY-FUNNY”, HUH GREAT AT&T?

“FUNNY-FUNNY-FUNNY”, HUH GREAT AT&T?

“FUNNY-FUNNY-FUNNY”, HUH GREAT AT&T?

“FUNNY-FUNNY-FUNNY”, HUH GREAT AT&T?

“FUNNY-FUNNY-FUNNY”, HUH GREAT AT&T?

“FUNNY-FUNNY-FUNNY”, HUH GREAT AT&T?

The CALL TEN deal is just one out of literally THOUSANDS of these endless mind bending stupid GASME-GODS-GAMES. Imbecilic morons, if I do need to say so me'self, yo!!!!

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Why Do I Make The Statements and Claims That I Do

“Okay” Sir Latengrate John Atlantic City King your HIGHNESS; and 'daut-Paula' who has perhaps been taken over and MC'd, by some hyperspace DOPPELGANGER 'other' non-Harrah Casino 'version of her'; my proofs need naut always get into really complicated bullshit with virtually endless algebraic equations and interrelated geometric formulas, all stretching off their large collegian blackboards; and here is a 'WEELWEE FANTASTIC EXAMPLE' of just how 'simple' both that Colorado Resident and Latengrate Organizational Big Brother, Mister John Henningsen, and I, and no Mike Soft, NAUT android0.9; but how John and I can be heredahelda and BE HERE! Just simply examine the facts on this little STATS PAGE. To prove how either I am being intentionally screwed with continually by the POWER STRUCTURE OWNERS OF THE INTERNETExplorer0.6 AND THE INTERNET, just look at the facts. How can I have only 103 page-views on my blog as shown on this date of 7 January for YESTERDAY'S display, and then we examine YESTERDAY'S display as the current day but use the STATS SHOWN BACK YESTERDAY, January 6? It does not compute. If this is not intentional jiving, then what is it all about? Is it all a part of the great surreal GASME GODS GAMES, or is the mighty GOOGLE just a big flawed thirty dollar fly by night computer mom and pop company? Well, we all know that's not true, don't we, yo? So fine, then one of you fucking geniuses tell me just WHAT THE DOGTOWN IS GOING ON HERE, how about it? Just to make it easy, I will display this back to back for simple and easy viewing. So if someone ever wishes to comment and provide me with a logical rational reason for this obvious SCREW UP, then go right ahead, yo! It's all right here!!!

Dec 30, 2019 7:00 AM – Jan 6, 2020 6:00 AM

Pageviews today 171 Pageviews yesterday 335 Pageviews last month 3,544 Pageviews all time history 201,272

Dec 31, 2019 9:00 PM – Jan 7, 2020 8:00 PM

Pageviews today 2 Pageviews yesterday 103 Pageviews last month 3,471 Pageviews all time history 201,429 Followers 2

SO WE NEED NOT QUOTE MANY GREAT AND LOVELY SAVANTS OUT THERE SOMEWHERE, MISTER 'WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLF'!!!!!!

Let us keep it even simpler:

I will now DATE the words shown on the STATS PAGE to correspond to the terms printed, 'page-views today' verses 'page-views yesterday'.

Pageviews today, January 6

171

Pageviews yesterday, January 5

335

Pageviews today, January 7

2

Pageviews yesterday, January 6

103

So why then do I have a showing of only 103 views when the same STATS show that I had 171 views??? This is all a part of why I claim “unfair internet and business practices”!!!

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CHAPTER 10

5:00 AM ON THURSDAY, JANUARY 9, 2020

LUNAR PHASE IS WAXING GIBBOUS 6:7

FRIDAY'S LUNAR PHASE IS FULL MOON

The fuckers have taken my LAW & ORDER off of the television lineup most of this week. Hey, anything these enemies can do to endlessly MAKE ME MOTHER FUCKING AS MISERABLE AS POSSIBLE, HUH DUNE SAND MEN OF ALTERNATE ACNJ BEACHES, AND LOVELY PATRICIA H.H.H.???????????

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The Netflix show ’13 Reasons Why’ made youth suicide a national topic of conversation.

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The deaths of designer Kate Spade and celebrity chef Anthony Bourdain earlier this year have highlighted America’s rising suicide rate and the need for suicide prevention, but it doesn’t always come from talk therapy or a suicide hotline. Tech companies including Facebook and Google and app developers are creating tools to help struggling people during their most vulnerable moments.

“Technology and social media have become a big part of people’s lives,” said Shari Sinwelski, the associate project director at the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline. “So we need to take efforts to reach people where they are.”

On World Mental Health Day, here’s a look at the latest innovations:

This app keeps people close to their trusted support network

Developed in partnership with Link2Health Solutions (L2HS), the administrator of the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline, which is a subsidiary of the nonprofit organization, Mental Health Association of New York City and the California Mental Health Services Authority, a coalition of county governments, the application known as “MY3” gives users the ability to stay connected to their chosen network of three contacts when they are in a time of crisis.

Users pick three contacts they feel comfortable reaching out to when they’re in a state of crisis. The app advises users to select at least one mental health professional in addition to two of their friends.

“In general a professional is more trained to deal with clinical related issues and provide someone with clinical support,” said Dr. John Draper, director of the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline, who was involved in the development of the app and has advised Facebook FB, +1.11% and GOOG, +0.79% in their own efforts to help prevent suicide.

Having said that, friends can provide a different form of support that professionals cannot. “Professionals are less likely to say, ‘I love you and I need you and I’m here for you,’” Draper said.

After the individual picks out three people to include in their network, they are then prompted to create a safety plan which has six separate sections. For instance, one section asks users to identify three behaviors that serve warning signs that they are thinking of suicide. The final section of the safety plan instructs users to complete the following sentence: “The one thing that is most important to me and worth living for is…”.

As Draper explained, the structure of the safety plan acts as a form of self-care. Even if they have not spoken to someone about their thoughts of suicide, it can prompt someone to consider how they should go about getting help.

Currently, there are few suicide prevention apps available. However, apps like Stay Alive, which was developed by the U.K.-based charity Grassroots Suicide Prevention, and Operation Reach-out, offer comparable features to the MY3 app for those seeking suicide prevention support for themselves or for their loved ones. It was developed by a company known as The Guidance Group, and is aimed towards providing support for veteran and military families.

Are you at risk or do you know someone who may need help? Call the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 1-800-273-8255.

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Google won’t help you search for ways to kill yourself

Typically, when you begin to search for something on Google you do not need to write out the entire search before what you intended to search for is displayed directly below. The mechanism responsible for this is a Google feature known as autocomplete, which is designed to streamline searches.

“Autocomplete is designed to help people complete a search they were intending to do, not to suggest new types of searches to be performed,” Googled explained in a blog post.

However, for searches such as “the fastest way to kill yourself” the autocomplete feature will not function. Predictions on such searches, which imply harmful or dangerous behavior, are removed, according to Google’s autocomplete policy guidelines.

However, it’s still possible for a user to manually complete the search on their own. When someone does that, the first search result that appears is a link to the National Suicide Prevention Hotline. The goal, according to a Google spokeswoman, is to provide people in unsafe situations with free and reliable support as quickly as possible.

For searches that indicate a higher level of intent to self harm, such as “fastest ways to kill yourself painlessly,” Google’s search results will immediately display an icon prompting the user to chat online with a professional counselor from the National Suicide Prevention Hotline, as well its phone number and a link to the Suicide Prevention Lifeline.

But Google doesn’t stop there. If someone simply searches for symptoms of depression, the search engine may lead them to a PH-9 questionnaire, which is a standard tool doctors use to screen for depression.

Facebook wants to help users spot red flags

Sandwiched between a Facebook post of your colleague’s new kitten and wedding photos your old college roommate, you may encounter a friend’s post expressing suicidal thoughts. If you were to report the status update to a Facebook administrator, thanks to tool implemented in 2015, a private message will be displayed on the poster’s timeline informing them that another user has reached out to Facebook on their behalf and will suggest various support resources.

Most recently, Facebook has also implemented a pattern recognition algorithm technique to detect posts or live videos that express thoughts of suicide to help initiate immediate support from first responders. The move follows instances of people broadcasting their suicides on Facebook Live.

“We’ve found that there is a base ambivalence when an individual considers killing themselves,” Draper said, “by offering them one last call to help we are very aware of the person behind the screen who is thinking, ‘Alright, I’ll give it one last chance.’”

Are you at risk or do you know someone who may need help? Call the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 1-800-273-8255.

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Good ol' trustworthy and wonderful GOOGLE, what would any of us EVER DO WITHOUT IT? For that matter, to all great alternate ACNJ BEACH SAND DUNE SANDMEN AKA of course, “THEM”, huh gorgeous lovely Patricia Bitethroat Hollister Howard; what would anyone on this “truly far out” Earth-Planet do without ANY OF 'THEM'???????? Mark and Sarah aren't the only two that know the diction.

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Talk about the epitome of the inconceivable 'GODS GAMES' (GASME): The name of the 1980 copyrighted song written by me, Mark Wayne Mohr, in the late spring of 1977 was, “HELP ME”. This is the song that I had yanked off of the music industry airwaves in the middle late summer time while employed at the RPL Sound Labs in Camden, and also was residing at 1802 Robin Hill Apartments. I heard it playing one day on the radio and saw it in the HOT 100 CHARTS in the 'BILLBOARD MAGAZINE' at the studio labs where I was working the night shift there, from 4:30 PM through 1:00 AM. I mean give me a goddamn break, world, willya'? Out of all possible conceivable titles, “HELP ME” for crying out damn ass loud!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

During this new phase of blogging the pros and the cons, for believing these newer concepts and ideas that I have been recently introducing to the blogging-audience whoever they may truly be out there; we will be examining reasons that would possibly even be good enough to be court-acceptable evidence that would actually be able to be legally introduced at some trial that might take place someday here in America. One PRO for saying that it is obvious as a shark bite would be scary and hurt an awful lot, to say that “AFTER COMING AWAKE from certain particular TYPES OF DREAMING INTERACTIONS”, such as a couple nights ago with PHHH and the SANDMEN CRYSTALINE ENTITY GODS, followed by major MILITUFORCE PERSECUTION, and then also in 1994 in the autumn while living at the fucking Highview Apartments in Williamstown, and having that OTHER BEACH INTERACTION, and then AGAIN being literally PUMMELED by MILITUFORCE OTAMMITES on may way driving over to the HADDONWOOD SWIM AND HEALTH CLUB.

We'll be doing a whole lot of shit like this in many following blogs, folks! The reasons for as well as against, BELIEVING THE THINGS THAT I HAVE COME TO BELIEVE, simply because I have no help ever whatsoever with any of this, and if I don't keep plugging away, these powerful people are going to end up eating me for dinner!

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DOGTOWN TO EARTH COME IN PLEASE, CHAPTER 8

3:51 ANTE' MERIDIAN

WEDNESDAY MORNING

8 JANUARY, 2020

FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA, ESMWG

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'DIFFY-SAF' for short.

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It is really a sigh of major fucking relief to no longer be quintessentially frustrated by attempting to explain so much around me with endless futility. Such shit for example out of about ten thousand or more incidents in my life, would be pointless to even try getting specific about, and most likely half of them were blogged during various times over my fourteen year long blog now!!!!!!!!!!

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I am under a HUUUUUUUUUUUUGE SKY ASSAULT TODAY, on 7 January of 2020, with giant menacing chemtrails all over me, in my Fort Pierce town, here in dick licking Florida. The last major hit was back on 2 January, and I am back to getting a whole lot of these DEATH POISON STRIKES ON ME; FBI, and worse even than this however, is the past couple weeks of MAJOR MOTHER FUCKING CUM-PUKE-HER HACKING, just like the one I just now received, with a MAJOR MOUSE JUMP ASSAULT ON ME AT SIX MINUTES PAST FOUR OF THE CLOCK, ON THIS 8^th MORNING OF CUNT HUFFING ASS JANUARY!!!!!!!!!!!! I will admit that I have done some scanning in other areas via traffic cams and yes, this is one of those time periods where “They're in my area”, as well as in many other areas BIG TIME, as quoted by Sir Ron Wirtz Senior, at the Camden County Prosecutor's Office in Camden, NJUSAESMWG, somewhere in the winter time of the year of 1990, while I resided at 1102 'THIEF IN HELL' or (ROBIN HILL) APARTMENTS in Voorhees. He and I were speaking over the telephone and he made that statement about the military being big time in 'MY AREA', and they were, flying deafening military aerial vessels all over the apartment complex, and when I lived at Robin hill the first two times and before meeting DAVID ROTH over at the 113 Caldor Store of Woodbury Heights; NEVER EVER DID ANY OF THIS FUCKING SHIT HAPPEN, and I swear to, and affirm, and attest to this fact, under a voluntary oath, taken right now by me online, under any and all pains and penalties of Perjury crimes.

Talk about the GODS GASME GAMES; when I did that weekly roach chart, I though getting 30 and 40 roaches per week was horrendous fucking cunt enough. Now I get nearly that many EVERY SINGLE FUCKING CUNT DAY, IN THIS MONSTER ASS SHITTY ROTTEN PUBLIC HOUSING BUILDING FROM DOGTOWN!!!!!!! BUTtercheese and a BIG ASS BUTT but yo, there also, as with ALL THINGS AROUND ME AND I BELIEVE ALL AROUND ALL OF YOU AS WELL OUT THERE, DESPITE YOUR TOTAL IGNORANCE AND OBLIVIOUSNESS TO IT; is a never ending fucking miserable GASME-GODS-GAME attached to even ME' DAMN ASS ROACHES. When I begin to write some crib notes to take to my computer work station, concerning a new blog; POW, they came out of the woodwork quite literally, and just assaulted me to bust up me' mother fucking concentration, and this just happened less than an hour ago with this blog, and the notes that I was making before beginning it!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thisssssssssssssss merely opens up an entire topic that will be touched on a wee bit on this whittle fucking bwog! Another major fucking super annoying GASME_GAME that these sicko gods seem to love to play, is the COMBINATIONAL EFFECT GAME, as in when I go to look up at a noisy buzzing private paid-off airplane, there is usually if not always a major CHEMTRAIL in a totally unmissable spot that a blind person couldn't help seeing. For example during the assault on Tuesday, right after awakening to a SKY-POISON-ATTACK from the MILITUFORCE, there was a HUUUUUUUGE goddamn ROACH right at my feet that I could not kill, because I was starting to shit all over me' fucking pajamas, and couldn't afford to waste one second in getting over to the mother fucking john! So go ahead and admit to it, mother fuckers; you know that if you had nothing better to do with all of fucking cunt eternity and could do things like this to people just for the fucking cunt fun and thrill of it; that you WOULD NAUT ALSO USE the COMBINATIONAL EFFECT GAME. Whenever I get put through real major fucking hell, by these turd eating shit bags from DOGTOWN; I must always ask me'self yo, if I were them and they were me, would I naut be doing these very things to distract away from the HELLISHNESS of ENDLESSNESS???????? The answer when I am being totally truthful with me'self, is scary, but to quote the Latengrate Mizz Dawn-Marie King, “It is what it is”!!!!!!!!!!! And even without the James Redfield Synchronicity Syndrome JRSS kicking in here super fucking 'HUUUUUUUGE' time; shit does truly speak for itself and even the blindest of the dick throbbing blind, can see this shit; and yes lovely Erica Kane of 1983's AMC Television Soap Show, they can also see thisssssssssssssssssssssssssssss shit too!!!!

Let us cover just a little bit of new ground or actually, begin to shed different various lights on a lot of preexisting shit already harped on for many years now on THE 'BOM'! I may be packing up my computer, and boxing shit up, that I will be moving out of heredahelda and ADDAHERRRRRRRRE MISTER GREAT SPORTSCASTER H. CALLAS, any day now. I was thinking very seriously of doing this before I began getting some ideas and making some crib notes to do this blog. Allow me to tell you the truth about diseases, both of the body as well as the mind, me' kind and unkind Blogaudians out heredahelda, and OUT HERE, and ADDAHERRRRRRRRE too, yo BREEE! Going or swinging from one idea to another is NOT A BIPOLAR MENTALCONDITION AT ALL. It is merely humans playing the VICTIM of another powerhouse GASME-GODS-GAME, set up to make us BEHAVE such as thisssssss Mizz Erica Snakes of 1983!!!!!!!!!!!!!! For that matter peeps; senility, dementia, and Alzheimer's Disease, are not really physical diseases at all, but they are called that BECAUSE THAT IS THE MOTHER FUCKING MORTAL WORLD EXPLAINATION for this phenomenon, and THAT, IPY!!!!!!!!!!!!! Those who seemingly suffer with a bipolar disorder are being screwed with in ways that FORCE THEM AND CAUSE THEM to act in ways, that the psychiatric industry then goes onto diagnose them in that way, based on what they read in their great bible that is called the 'DSM5'. As for the so-called MORTAL WORLD EXPLAINATION of mind deteriorating disorders normally brought on with AGE but can happen in younger folks as well; again those victims merely are falling pray and victim to other varying GASME-GODS-GAMES, where this results from ESS traveling Astral Gods (coins & coils), who use the Exploratronic Supermind technology to make alterations transdimensionally in the victim's photon-memory system, via these gods altering their reality. If something 'BY YOUR RELATIVE TRUTH', has never happened; then THE RESULT IS, THAT YOU'LL FORGET IT. So to quote Sir John Henningsen, it really is 'just that simple'. Only via using DREAM-TRAVEL, can photon memory be altered, and the larger the altered event is, the greater amount of energy is required to pull off the stunt-trick. The longer a person's dream here in the hyperspace is, the more photon memory exists for a greater and greater interaction for these Astral Gods to play with us, so AGING causes them to literally be attracted to us just like metal to magnets, and again, Sir Henningsen, with your wise and great profound late sixties philosophy here, yo BRAH! So let's talk the fuck about the GASME-GODS-GAMES, and really delve a bit deeper into why they play games with us even beyond the simple concept of the need to distract themselves from their hellish ENDLESSNESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Nothing is EVER as simple as one and one and one is three, huh Mister Marcucci, yo? Staying as brief as possible and merely shaving some peach fuzz off this huge fucking iceberg that is bigger than a solar system, I'll start by saying just this tid bit shit. There are of course various TYPES of GAMES that THEY decide to endlessly play with us mortals, or really them when they become mortal counterparts in some sicko 'vacation' of 'entertainment' in their own shows, and sort of like their own 'extras' in their own shows. There are games of the PLAY ON WORDS AND PUNS THAT ARE EVER LOVED BY THE ENTERTAINMENT WORLD, AND GIVEN TO THEIR TELEPROMPTERS, SO 'HAHAHAHAHA', then there are the HAHA 2U GAMES where if you say something, THEY just cannot wait to fucking GET YOU GOUUUUUD right back like the eternal immature babies that they really are, as how can anything 'TIMELESS' EVER GROW UP, for fucking cunt crissake, yo? I said who gives a rats ass about the weather, and the next day, I GET MORE RATS. I say shit that compared audio and video and discussed mono and stereo sound verses black and white and color video, and right away, pow, I lose the stereo ability on my own entertainment system. This list cango on literally into tens of thousands of things should I ever wish to make an all inclusive mother fucking list over the past nearly half century, and MY MEMORY DOESN'T FUCKING LAPSE, YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Then there are the MESSAGES GAMES where the entertainment world actually admitted that THEY REALLY DO USE MESSAGES IN THEIR SONGS AND SHOWS, AND ETCETERA. Then there is the “GO WITH WHAT'S GOING” fucking GAME, including literally five thousand things that I could list, that always work so well for them and so WHY NOT JUST 'CONTINUE CONTINUE CONTINUE' using what works so damn fucking well for them, yo yo yo yo? Ever since Melanie Safka, the greatest game they have engineered around me that WILL NEVER EVER SEEMINGLY DISAPPEAR OR GO AWAY, is the “FEMALE RECORDING ARTIST” GAME!!!!!!!!!!!! Don't even get me fucking started, but unless you live 24-7 on a SHORT-BUS, you have to know by now if you are reading the BOM, just how powerfully fucking cunt REAL THIS ALL IS, AND HAS BEEN SINCE THE SIXTIES ENDED!!!The games they play with me in casinos with ROULETTE, are beyond something that could make up 100 fucking books, and then I came to fully realize that I need NAUT BE IN A DAMN ASS CASINO, but I can be playing a hypothetical paper game anywhere, and at any time; and THE VERY SAME STUPID ASS GAMES GET PLAYED WITH ME!!!!!!!!!! I speak of unfathomable number patterns, as well as things as dependable and unbreakable as SWISS TIME-PIECE WORK, yo yo yo BRO!!!!!!

Then there is the “JUST START ANYTHING AND REALLY HATE IT” GAME, such as seeing Saturn cars with day lamps on while driving by daylight, seeing black and red BMW garbage automobiles, seeing those old JIMMY TRUCKS with their stupid ass fucking ugly TIRES on the outside rear, seeing very tall and giant females,seeing non-stop patterns of major long lasting aerial harassment that is coupled with super major 'pussy-command' as I used to label this totally beyond inconceivably weird young female flirtation, and take me' word for this peeps,this list could read on and on into hundreds of things over the past thirty to forty years of time now, yo yo yo yo Sheriff Ken Mascara, sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Rather than get all fucking hung up on the fact that I can make a list longer than every item in any grocery store all combined, let's focus on just one really wild example, and that is the 'SARAH SHITUATION FROM THE MIDDLE NINETEEN-NINETIES'. This is beyond fucking HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE when it comes to making me' pernt here, Sr Archibald Bunkerqueens, yo! The book started the memories flooding in on a slightly greater than subconscious level, and then when I got myself hypnotized by that Moorstown, NJUSAESMWG clinic on Main Street in the beginning of 1995, this is where all of the super powered fucking booster rockets of the nuclear ICBM equivalent of this major horror show tragedy, ALL WENT HYPER BOOM AND HYPER BANG AT LIGHT VELOCITY SQUARED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But let's allow things to be a bit reexamined in light of the newly discussed reappearing deduced facts when other possible realities on already existing shit begins to be more carefully examined in more potential possibilities. Atlantic City was sort of buried completely after years of entering adulthood and following more years of being under very serious difficulties that seemingly had no logical explanations at all. Then 1986 came along and things exploded into the megahell that they've fucking cunt been ever since. Then nearly eight years later I began to dictate my book called, “The Permission Barrier”. This is when shit altered. But none of these necessary foundations to this story are what I am talking about right here today on this blog. I am discussing the endless potential GASME GODS GAMES that will NAUT EVER GO AWAY no matter what I ever do or do naut do. All of a sudden, forgotten things reared their ugly heads and instead of the otherwise normally lightly glossed over effects of remembering shit from childhood and puberty; the GODS made the old shit COME TO LIFE, and merge into the already rotten screwy reality that all seemingly began on the 15^th day in August of 1986. Still, me' pernt Archie sir, is thisssssss:!!!!!!! Start anything at all, be it red and black BMW's, Jimmy trucks with outer rear tires, seeing ONES on counters and clocks, or being reintroduced to old shit such as wild unexplainable SUPER SARAH from Atlantic City, New Jersey, USAESMWG; and the GASME GODS bring it all to NEW LIFE and in wild technicolor and super high fidelity surround sound, along wit total holographic features to boot, and even MORE THAN THAT if this can be believed. These endless GASME GAMES always start off small and then take off in quantitative endless growth spurts. This includes the parallel event with the Phillies and Flyers and the Dow Jones Stock Market, and as stated before; ON AND ON AND ON AND ON AND ON AND ON!!!!!! These sicko gods of the Purgatory will NEVER EVER RUN OUT OF GAMES, be it typo fuck up 'GASME GAMES', or anything else possibly conceivable in the human brain.

Now I have recently introduced the three ways that Purgatites DREAM-OFF of the Astral-Plane. This is by the non optional effect of losing energy at a certain point after expenditure from virtually endless interactions in a condition where there is an infinitesimal amount of drag, as otherwise, there could never be a resulting BIG BANG out from the void aero dimensional oneness of INFINITY. So in reverse to our concept of living here physically in a human life, and then eventually getting tired out from being active physically all day long, and then needing to recharge via sleeping and resting the body while our 'soul-spirit' explores or “spiritually thinks” so to speak; in truth we need to reverse things and then realize that our true existence as a purgatite also needs to eventually recharge for lack of a better possible description here. So we dream-down or dream-off of the Astral Plane of endless existence, into all of our hyperspace parallel world human lives, where in every single one of them, we are real and live in a real physical place, and when each of the YOU and ME parts need to recharge, we sleep and dream and soul-travel if you will, into parallel realms of the fifth dimensional hyperspace. Actually, as we 'think while AWAKE', we connect thought to one exact physical reality of the so-called, “here and now”, where as when we 'think while we are ASLEEP', we then connect thought to our various doubles in parallel universes. We are literally thinking, and our thoughts literally TAKE US INTO ALL OF OUR DREAMING DOPPELGANGER LIVES throughout the hyperspace, or the FIFTH-DIMENSION. So Purgatites with lower value energies, or 'US', dream off of the Purgatory, just as do the higher energy entities there, which are THE GODS, (COINS AND COILS). In truth, Morianity has called these higher energy entities GODS and GODDESSES, but the gender is only something that comes into play from a human memory perspective type of mental frame of reference. In other words, when we are existing on the Astral-Plane, we know that all entities are gender-neutral. However, from a human perspective, because here we have the masculine and the feminine to things, we automatically endlessly associate any potential memories from the PURGATORY and the entity-populations there, in a gender formulation and equate them as male (GODS) and or female (GODDESSES). Just as on this realm out here in the aftermath of the BIG BANG, we human beings think of sex as the greatest form of expressing the oneness and togetherness of love between two beings, on the Astral-Plane, it goes literally a hundred times beyond any idea of mortal love, and or mortal union through and by a sexual encounter. This is what all of the messed up cults always fail to grasp, and hear the gods in their head in some rotten translation. Here, it is wrong to have orgies and free love, and here, age matters, sex matters, there are the do's and the don't's to it all, and violation of this, here in the mortal world Physical Plane, is considered to be AN ABOMINATION, just as scriptures teach. When learning the true origins of language here in the mortal world, we come to learn that modern day people and most cultures globally, have limited ways of expressing many things, including the various types of love. Unless real Astral-Plane knowledge is understood here on the mortal world, people get super fuckign mixed up and messed up. And I cannot tell anyone a thing, because these GODS have played a wild game with me that causes me to be in endless poverty with zero fucking credibility. But getting back to things getting started, or quoting the great L&O Television Show on that episode with another “Sam Huntington” who is naut my 7^th grand-pappy; where a character named Coral Anderton is yelling and failing to get control over his emotions while in District Attorney Adam Schiff's Office, and he says, “When it starts, it starts, it never stops”, and he goes onto repeat the sentence and keeps getting more frustrated and out of control, these GASME-GODS-GAMES all appear to work in this very way. When they start, THEY START, AND THEY DON'T STOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You go Mister Anderton, yo! My arch enemy Mister TRUMP is another example. This began with the Hammonton Texaco and its franchise owner, Sir Jerry, in early 1984; and graduated into far greater shit, right up to him becoming President of the great United States of America for crying out loud, and I still say,HE IS GOING TO MAKE HIMSELF THE KING OF AMERICA. Unless ousted from office by voters, he will NEVER EVER LEAVE THE WHITE HOUSE, now that he has tasted the power and quintessential celebrity status that he has ultimately achieved, he won't ever go back to living anything less ever again, and we ARE ALL DEAD PEOPLE, as even the mother fucking dirtball worthless Christians, have all FALLEN UNDER HIS DEMONIC SPELL, just as Bible Scriptures TELL AND WARN US ALL THAT IT WILL HAPPEN IN THE LAST AND FINAL DAYS. The parallel event, Trump, the stock market, the female recording artists that endlessly seem to propagate; are all a part of this nightmare ENDLESS GAME OF THESE ROTTEN SICKO ASTRAL PLANE GODS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I cannot make a soul listen to my powerhouse truths, and they will all find out how wrong they were AFTER IT HAS BECOME TOTALLY FUCKING TOO DAMN ASS LATE, YO!!!!!!! And of course never forget another fantastic GASMEB GODS GAME called, “SOUND and RECORDING the ultimate GAME”. This is how TRUMP came to be in the first place, as I was the one who brought his personality to life from the BRIGGBASE and its LAMBRIGG CULT OF PURGATORY, using a group of tape recorders and other wild recording devices all strung together with numerous weird electronic circuitry. But what is ELECTRONIC CIRCUITRY for crissake? Well this will perfectly dovetail into the THREE WAYS that ASTRAL TRAVELERS come here to this PHYSICAL PLANE OF HUMAN LIFE. One has been discussed a little bit, they DREAM HERE automatically after eventually losing or running out of energy, much in the very same way that we humans can ONLY REMAIN AWAKE SO LIONGA, and then we too begin to “TRAVEL AROUND IN THE HYPERSPACE” out beyond the purgatory, AKA the BIG BANG or the COSMOS. The next way is direct travel using special airships, and I, as Ricktofarious, own a very wonderful airship and keep it at Ricktown Manor in Ricktown, Olympia, Purgatory. This type of travel from Purgatites is just about always done by the HIGH ENERGY ENTITIES who humankind think of as the “aliens”, only this is all totally fucked up and wrong. I am not saying that there may not be any of them anywhere, but I am saying that it would not matter, because this cosmos is not their source or their point of hail. UFO and ALIENS shit all comes from the ASTRAL-PLANE of endless timeless existence, and THAT IS THE 'DAMN' simple TRUTH!!!!!!!!!!!! Now the third type of travel into human life is done by these gods (the coins and the coils), who set themselves into a timed-program so that they end up as growing crystals. They do not speak or move, and yet within them is the complete mystery of how we all exist on this physical caporial life, and move and breathe and have our beingness. They laid dormant on the Earth-Planet not aware of time at all, knowing fully well that eventually, due to a programmed system, our oceans would form and then eventually life, followed by intelligent life and then smart enough one day to understand how to operate in their magical world of ELECTRONICS. But why do these GODS desire to come here, both as crystals, so that we will get around to create the world of magical Harry potter electronics, as well as in groupations of their numerous entity combining system that we can think of as a 'flying saucer, airship, or fleet of them'? Why come in these other two ways when they are already going to come here just from expending energy with created Astral interactions after sufficient amounts of KALPA'S? The most magical thing in any and every realm, is all rapped up in the question, and in the YYYYYY of things. No matter what anyone anywhere can possibly imagine or dream up times a trillion, it would be far less in true importance than understanding, and get this peeps; “The why, to why we have why's”. you may just have to read that quoted sentence several times, and then I do promise you all, it WILL MAKE SENSE TO YOU, unless your I.Q. Is under 80 or so. I do not mean to offend, but you do need to have a little bit of brain power to get through some of me' ol' dogshit here, and I won't tell you otherwise. So WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Numerous details to many things, need to be reexamined; and will be as more blogs continue onward here yo. IPYT. For example, just exactly 'WHY' does the real you and me or (our soul if you will) or the TRUE 'US' IN PURGATORY; travel to exactly where we do each and every time that we drop off into sleep, and interact with the physical and real tangible double of our self there, in that parallel world, (our doppelganger)? And is it really as simple as the conscious 'thinking process', that is taking us 'MENTALLY' from thought to thought, into those various parallel realms, that Morianity calls the 5^th dimensional parallel universes, of the metaverse's or multiverse's hyperspace? The very talented Mister 'Bob Seagar', if I am not misspelling his name, which I probably am since I'm a perdy dern rotten speller; said it all, I mean; we do seem to be going from thought to thought, whether that be in any one particular realm in a caporial and physical sense, or while dreaming, and our thoughts taking us from locale to locale or as he put it in his great hit song, “going game to game”. To me that makes the most sense, but I can always have a piece or a part missing somewhere, and I never said that I have all the answers, so please peeps, never confuse me with the lovely Wiccan lady, Mizz Hollister. So 'THANK-UUUUUUUUUUUUUU', to quote that wonderful Sugar hill Harlem, NYUSAESMWG waitress!

Talk about GAMES or going game to game, cool dude Bob; is my human love for LIGHTNING all a part of this gargantuan GASME GODS GAME? How can one ever absolutely know anything for total ass fucking sure, yo? Is our love that I seemingly remember so clearly here in human life as Mark Wayne Mohr, just as completely real in the Purgatory (on the ASTRAL-PLANE)? My memories insist that this is all real, BUT HOW REAL ARE MY MEMORIES? How real is anything? This very wild philosophy is a code of conduct that our 45t6h president has lived by HIS ENTIRE LIFE, and he is one perosn who knows more than all of us, how liquid and fluid and unstable REALITY CAN BE, especially if and when the GASME GODS of the GAMES get all involved into the mother fucking mix of shit! We also will be further exploring just what if indeed, some ALL POWERFUL INFINITE ASTRAL PLANE GOD that morianity calls PINK GODDESS SCYLLA-JEHOVAH or SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KRASSLE, is a totally out of control warped neurotic and psychotic teenaged girl, who is directing this entire pattern of traffic that we are all stuck in, alive or dead, forever and ever and ever. I'll always hear Doctor Billy Graham say that JESUS had to fall under three possible categories, and no scientific test tube will ever be invented allowing human beings to know scientifically and logically, which of the three things he is when he claims to be the son of god. He said this at several of his Christian revival meetings. Either he was (1), WHO HE CLAIMED TO BE, or (2), he was INSANE (MENTALLY ILL), or (3), HE WAS A DAMN LIAR! Christians say it is number one, and they have FAITH that this is so. Only faith can be there in all of this, because as he said, no test tube or laboratory can ever PROVE or DISPROVE the existence of GOD!!!!!!!!!! But how about those such as myself who have used the great HOLLISTER-FASCITAR to explore the Purgatory, meet the great COINS and COILS, and much more? Christians insist this is all just a powerful illusion, no different than taking LSD or some other powerful hallucinogenic or psychotropic drug. They say that my memories are all a bunch of SATANIC delusions. The psych industry would tell me that I am a totally insane nut job who needs to be in a padded cell of a psych ward. I say in all honesty, that MAYBE I AM RIGHT and have indeed seen all these things, and also that I am not imagining how LIGHTNING seems to love me and wish to communicate with me, BUT in all fairness to truth, how can anyone know what is fake or real, as with sufficient trickery and wizardry, all things can be faked and bullshitted, and we all know it! So this is what I will be exploring for some time now, people! This won't be some short shit that lasts for a month or so, as there is enough meat to gnaw on here for years, and I have all sorts of arguments on both sides, to support as well as dismiss my entire MORIANITY, and just as with Christianity, other of my fellow Earth-planet citizens will eventually judge me and judge my Morianity for themselves.

So let's keep this every bit as real as Sir Bob Schleigh would want me to back in 1981 at the MAFCO GATEHOUSE. If this incredible ocean liner lifting teen queen, lives in HER GREAT CITY of Sahasra Dal Kanwal (CITY of the great SARAH KRASSLE); and this has all been happening with me since the middle nineties, AS WELL AS ITS ORIGINAL CONNECTING ROOTS BACK IN THE MIDDLE AND LATE NINETEEN-SIXTIES; and all these GAMES were going to endlessly befall humanity forever and ever just as Mountainpen's Morianity claims is all real and true; AND THE DAMN WORLD POWERS HAVE COME TO KNOW ALL ABOUT THIS, IF BY NO OTHER MEANS OTHER THAN BUGGING AND HACKING INTO MY ENTIRE LIFE, FOR A HALF CENTURY OR SO NOW; would they NAUT go to these unfathomably incredible mind bending lengths, measures, and levels; TO KEEP IT MAJOR ASS ALL COVERED UP ON PAIN OF TORTURE AND DEATH, FOR CRYING OUT MOTHER FUCKING LOUD???????????? Hey yo, just maybe it is possible that the MILITUFORCE (Earthly chaptered Lambrigg Cult of the Astral-plane), is in full truth the kindest and greatest group of human martyrs that ever walked fucking upright on this EARTH-PLANET!!!!!!!!!!! I don't know, I am just posing alternate possibilities and theories. Hey be real people for crissake, IF you could somehow absolutely find out beyond any doubt at all, that all of these claims of Morianity are real and true in the next 24 hours; would YOU NOT JUMP OFF OF A FUCKING CLIFF, or “beg for the rocks aroubnd you to fall down upon you”, to quote the CHRISTIAN HOLY WORDS (scriptures)????????? Think about it; give it some damn ass serious cogitation, me' folks!

So looking at the Astral-Plane COINS & COILS in all of this, or (the gods), I am clueless to why some come here in UFO's while others came here as CRYSTALS to create the eventual global usage of ELECTRONICS. Every single thing electronic works because of these things, from transistors to computer chips, to every and anything at all. Now what runs through electronics so that IT ALL SPRINGS INTO LIFE? Gee golly gash darn it, could it possibly be ELECTRONS? OH DIANA, just YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY is all of this going on me' lovely LIGHTNING, and me beautiful number 27? Your LITTLE BOY sure would love to have some damn answers to thisssssssssssssssssssssssssssss, yo!!!!!!!!!!

Dec 30, 2019 7:00 AM – Jan 6, 2020 6:00 AM

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Why Do I Make The Statements and Claims That I Do

“Okay” Sir Latengrate John Atlantic City King your HIGHNESS; and 'daut-Paula' who has perhaps been taken over and MC'd, by some hyperspace DOPPELGANGER 'other' non-Harrah Casino 'version of her'; my proofs need naut always get into really complicated bullshit with virtually endless algebraic equations and interrelated geometric formulas, all stretching off their large collegian blackboards; and here is a 'WEELWEE FANTASTIC EXAMPLE' of just how 'simple' both that Colorado Resident and Latengrate Organizational Big Brother, Mister John Henningsen, and I, and no Mike Soft, NAUT android0.9; but how John and I can be heredahelda and BE HERE! Just simply examine the facts on this little STATS PAGE. To prove how either I am being intentionally screwed with continually by the POWER STRUCTURE OWNERS OF THE INTERNETExplorer0.6 AND THE INTERNET, just look at the facts. How can I have only 103 page-views on my blog as shown on this date of 7 January for YESTERDAY'S display, and then we examine YESTERDAY'S display as the current day but use the STATS SHOWN BACK YESTERDAY, January 6? It does not compute. If this is not intentional jiving, then what is it all about? Is it all a part of the great surreal GASME GODS GAMES, or is the mighty GOOGLE just a big flawed thirty dollar fly by night computer mom and pop company? Well, we all know that's not true, don't we, yo? So fine, then one of you fucking geniuses tell me just WHAT THE DOGTOWN IS GOING ON HERE, how about it? Just to make it easy, I will display this back to back for simple and easy viewing. So if someone ever wishes to comment and provide me with a logical rational reason for this obvious SCREW UP, then go right ahead, yo! It's all right here!!!

Dec 30, 2019 7:00 AM – Jan 6, 2020 6:00 AM

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Dec 31, 2019 9:00 PM – Jan 7, 2020 8:00 PM

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SO TO QUOTE MANY GREAT AND LOVELY SAVANTS OUT THERE SOMEWHERE, MISTER 'WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLF', “THE END”!

Let us keep it even simpler:

I will now DATE the words shown on the STATS PAGE to correspond to the terms printed, 'page-views today' verses 'page-views yesterday'.

Pageviews today, January 6

171

Pageviews yesterday, January 5

335

Pageviews today, January 7

2

Pageviews yesterday, January 6

103

So why then do I have a showing of only 103 views when the same STATS show that I had 171 views??? This is all a part of why I claim “unfair internet and business practices!!!

Here comes the (`~HACK), and I've not seen that one for some damn time now,Senator Bernie Sir!!!!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

The MILITUFORCE has brought in 2020 as bad as they could with almost a 100% mother fucking MAGNETIC PERCENTAGE FOR BOTBAR on this date of 7 January, 2020. Just to crack into an even 50-50, I would now need five NON-BOT DAYS B4I get another BOTBAR; Mister 'Mayor Callio' of Dogtown-Halloweentown on the ASTRAL PLANE, and yes, Mister wonderful Michael Crichton too, yo yo yo yo yo yo yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Hey, not to get T.S. or lovely 'other HARRAH' reality/casino deals such as QUEEN KATE from 1997, too wet and excited here, BUTTTTTTTTT YO; what can JAYJAY 'other' EVANS and I say right about now, yo; as there ain't no mother fucking way that GOOD TIMES has anything to do with my life!!!!!!!!

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMAGNESONIC:

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 ON THIS SUPER BOTBAR JANUARY 7, IN 2020, WITH MAX-POWER AGAINST whoever is pounding this poor pathetic elderly man WITH MAJOR SKY DEATH SIEGE, MAJOR POISON CHEMTRAIL DEATH BODY ATTACKS, AND MAJOR UTILITY ASSAULTS, AND COMPUTER BLACK HAT HACKING, AS WELL AS ALL OTHER PERSECUTIONS ON ME, INCLUDING WHOEVER HAS CAUSED THIS INFESTATION OF RATS AND MICE AND ROACHES, THAT NEVER GOES AWAY; AND IS ALL A PART OF DONALD TRUMP AND HIS CRIMINAL EVIL FORTY YEAR ICPE-APE-TECH ASSAULT ON ME, 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

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

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

THIS IS MOTHER FUCKING WEEDEEKAWUSS LOVELY KATY AND GAL-PAL IN THE FUTURE OF CLINTON'S GREAT WIFE, 'THE HILL', OR AS THEY MIGHT SAY IN THE HARRAH CASINO OTHER ATLANTIC CITY CLUB OF ENDLESS GAMBLERS, 'THE OTHER HILL'; as we are certainly NAUT discussing the 3,410 ROBINS, OR THEIR ENDLESS STUPID TWEET-TWEET-TWEETS, OR THE BLUEBIRDS, OR THE GREAT SIXTIES HIT ROCK AND ROLL SONGS EITHER, YO!!!!!!!!! There was a lot of fucking CUM-PUKE-HER (COMPUTER) HACKING GOING ON, WHILE I WAS DOING THAT PARTICULAR GODDESSDAMN PARAGRAPH; FCC, ACLU, FBI, STATE POLICE, AND LOCAL PEEDEE IN FORT PIERCE, AND OF COURSE, ME' WONDERFUL SHERIFF KEN MASCARA, IN ALL PARALLEL AND ALTERNATE REALITIES ENDLESSLY EXISTING ALL AROUND ME, 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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WHAAAAHA-AHA-AHA MISTER MIKE MCNY!!!