I
Refuse 2B Manipulated On 2 Election Years By SATAN'S TWIN, THE DONALD
I
said my blogs would either END or end for quite a while during my
moving process. Since I am not actually moving out of where I am at
this exact time in middle January of 2020, I will go on marching with
my Epitome Of Harassment Internet Version BLOG, AKA THE BOM (BLOGS OF
MOUNTAINPEN). In 2016 in early March if memory is accurately serving
me, I was being mind controlled and Satanically manipulated through
super high tech electronic oppressions that are not as of yet
understood by the 2020 scientific community and its best and most up
to date state of the art wisdom. I realize that I simply CANNAUT,
Mizz Blake and everyone else, STOP these words of great power,
especially NAUT on the ELECTION YEAR of 2020, as I did on the prior
one in 2016. The first thing I need to get out in the open here, for
the future when all of this will definitely make a Dogtown of a lot
more sense to peeps, is that I am getting another HUUUUUUUUUUUUGE
amount of fucking death angel attacks, it is truly constant and
continual. Right now at 9:57 in the evening on this Thursday the 16th
day in January of 2020, I just got a nasty ass
WORD-DISAPPEARING-HACK. These hacks are annoyances only, since all I
have to do is hit my fucking cunt (CONTROL-Z) keys, and pow alagazam
and GOOOOOLLLLEEEEEY Sergeant Carter and Private First Class Gomer
Pyle; it all comes right back. Moving on now, yo:
I
am getting some cum-puke-her freeze ups when I try to save my
document. I may have to try a refucking boot to see if this stops
this shit ass problem, SHERIFF MASCARA SIR,
and yessir, I got your phone call earlier today.
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Okay
Mister John HAPPY-J King of Atlantic City the Latengrate; the
freeze ups when I try saving sit have stopped, at least for now, yo!
Butttttttt, big ass fucking but, the WORD-DISAPPEARING HACK is here
for a while. It is naut so much that I miss seeing the highlighting,
as now I have more carefully examined what this hack is doing to me.
It highlights a split fractional fucking second B4I click, and then
of course the underlining shit vanishes. Thank the damn pagan gods of
the Astral-Plane for that goddessdamn CONTROL-V function, yo BRO!
Yessir, they keep trying but I keep fixing the shit they're fucking
doing to me, SHERIFF KEN MASCARA, me' wonderful kind sir, yo BREEE!
10:05
POST
MERIDIAN
THURSDAY
EVENING
16
JANUARY, 2020
FORT
PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA, ESMWG
MOUNTAINPEN'S
LUNAR PHASING CYCLE CHART:
THURSDAY,
JANUARY 16, 2020
CURRENT
PHASE IS: WANING GIBBOUS 6:6
Lots
of JET FUEL DUMPING (chemtrailing)
is ongoing and has been for a month or so now on many days, here in
my area. Here comes that lovely annoying
SPACE-BAR-HACK now. WO
Mister Harner! Yessir, this makes most people sick when it's
concentrated too much for too long in one particular area, and
of course is totally ILLEGAL, but if they can get away
with poisoning me and making me shit myself and get irregular fuckign
heart rhythms for nearly four decades now, this is exactly
what the MILITUFORCE
will do, me' BRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Just the other day out in Cali, an entire school filled with kids
were sickened with this very same thing, and I saw it on the mother
fuckign news, oh wonderful PRINCE of CNN, and Latengrate!
WEEEEEEEEEEE Sir Chester-Frank, yo, and a great hyper-time big fat
ass 'WHAAAAAAAAAAAAHA-AHA-AHA-AHA', Sir Mike McNulty from back in
1971 in Exton, Pennsylvania, USAESMWG! Another WD-HACK, Sheriff. WO
BILLY-H!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THE
WEATHER IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA:
DATE----
01/16/2020 TIME---- 10:20 P.M.
TEMPERATURE:----carbon
copy of past 4 days, 81 Highest
HEAT
INDEX FEELS LIKE TEMP:----83 Highest
HUMIDITY:----
WINDS:----
PREDICTED
HIGH:----
SKY
CONDITIONS PRESENTLY:----DARK @ 10:24 P.M.
RAIN
CHANCES TODAY:----
LUNAR
PHASE:----Waning Gibbous 6:6
MOUNTAINPEN'S
BLOG STATS UPDATE:
Nov
2,
2019 6:00 PM – Nov
9,
2019 5:00 PM
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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 NOW, ALL
THROUGH 2020 AND EVER SINCE JULY OF 2019;
WITH A MAJOR AIR AND SKY
DEATH SIEGE, CAUSING DEADLY
HEALTH ISSUES, ENDLESS ASSAULTS ON ME WITH ENDLESS OTHER WEAPONS, AND
ALL A PART OF TRUMP'S EVIL AND CRIMINAL ICPE-APE-TECH PERSECUTION, 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.
HA-HA-HA
JANE
Sleazeweedsdisease.
You missed me, you rotten
witch-bitch!!!!!!!!!!!!!
555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555
I
have come to learn from a trustworthy source, that my browser
has intentionally disabled my e-mail as well as my photograph, and 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!
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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. 'SOOOOOOOOOOOO' Mister Arthur Crane; “what's to
do”, to quote the Latengrate Actor, Mister Jack Klugman? Now I have
a new problem. I have no money for a new system and I had a fucking
display come up on my PC when I turned it on to do this mother
fucking ass blog that said I must go to a WINDOWS-10 or else I have
no protections, and no more updates. Well, when and if this whole
fuckign thing blows up, and after I get all moved in later on at the
early spring time; I will try and find some new shit that is
available on some kind of a deal, as this windows-ten shit is not
really new, so there must be a place to go for used
shit that is still way newer than this shit I am currently using.
To quote Sir Dennis Snyder again, “And that's just reality, son”!
But this trustworthy source told me two other things just the other
day, and I will share this now for my BLOGAUDIANS, whoever they truly
are!!!!!!!!!!!! First
off yo, the lady who stole my stuff and shared it with that rotten
criminal across from me, DIED
some time back,
and that is why I no longer am seeing her. Since I am NAUT Mizz
Melinda Gordon or Jennifer Stone, I would not be able to see or hear
her as I seemed to be able to do when I lived in Quakertown,
Pennsylvania, back in the very early nineteen-sixties. WOW-WOW-WOW to
ALL lovely spoon-dancers EVERYWHERE!!!!!! She stole my copyright
certificate for my 2013 musical project called, “You'll Be Crossing
Over”, along with my many of my medications, and many cans of soups
and other shit as well, at least a hundred bucks worth of stuff, and
MAGGIE took her out. She was found dead on the floor of her bathroom
one to two years ago. WEEEEEEEEEEEE. I was also told that it WAS NAUT
the lady who drives the black Ford Expedition truck, even though she
looked guilty as she is a major trouble maker with a criminal past,
and she did have silver colored paint on the front of her truck that
matched the exact color of my vehicle. This is why circumstantial
evidence only is a very dangerous fucking thing to convict people
with if that is all the evidence there is, and it leads to decades in
prison or even a death penalty. WOW is that SPACE-BAR-HACK running
full blast major-major-major-major, yo yo yo yo!!!! But yes folks, it
was some other lady and it was NAUT done intentionally. She was drunk
and illegally driving super bombed out of her skull, and she rammed
right into me car and totaled it, and I was not able to do one thing
about it and had to take the loss. Talk about the reasons why I
insist on calling this place, AN EVIL EMPIRE. I totally agree with
the mother fucking terrorists on that point folks,
BUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT,
naut
on the bad shit that they do.
When we act bad, then as LIGHTNING tells me so often on the
Astral-Plane, we
are no better than those who we are railing against.
SHE
IS RIGHT,
YO!!!!!!!!
Wall
Street is on a SUPER BULLISH ROLL AGAIN, AND IS JUST ABOUT AT ALL
TIME RECORD HIGH TERRITORY,
and how do they get thisssssssssss, lovely
Erica snakes?
Very 'Simpelllll',
Mister 1979 Chuck
Kim
from Certainteed Fiberglass Corporation. JUST
ENDLESSLY TORTURE, TORMENT, OPPRESS, AND PERSECUTE POOR INOCENT
PATHETIC LITTLE NOBODY MOUNTAINPEN Mark Wayne Mohr,
it's as simple as that! Really
powerful fucking shit does NAUT need to get all complicated.
Exactly why this particular parallel event works as it does, I never
claimed to have an answer to, other than the ever perfectly
explaining truths known as the GASME-GODS-GAMES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Some parallel events are VISIBLE, while others are INVISIBLE. Go up
to a gang of mean bikers and yell, “All bikers suck and are a bunch
of fuckign pussies”, well, this
would be a visible parallel event,
as your teeth go flying out of your mouth, and you end up 'DOA' at
some hospital. But why
harassing me causes endless profits for this EVIL EMPIRE and their
evil crew from DOGTOWN,
and the goddessdamn exact mechanics behind this is anyone's fucking
cunt best guess, 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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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MORIANITY
PART 5-CHAPTER
DEVIL NUMBER 666
WITHOUT
THE FINAL '6'. I TOLD YOU ALL THE DOW WOULD DO ALL OF THIS, AND NONE
OF YOU EVER BELIEVED ME, SO LOOK AND SEE, IT IS NOW 15 FUCKING
THOUSAND CROOKED POINTS, USING THE ENDLESS TORMENT AND TORTURE OF
POOR LITTLE PATHETIC ME, TO GET THEIR WAY NOW FOR NEARLY 27 MOTHER
FUCKING YEARS. ALL THE NEWS BELOW RE-PRINTED
COURTESY OF THE AT&T, AND THIS IS ALL UNDER THEIR
COPYRIGHT, AND I HOPE THEY DO NOT OBJECT TO THE RE-PRINT, AS I NEED
TO PROVE MY LIFE HERE IN THIS ETERNAL HELL, IS ALL TRUE AND REAL. IF
THEY DO OBJECT, NOTIFY ME, AND IT WILL BE REMOVED. I
LOVE YOU GUYS AT AT&T; YOU ALL KNOW MY PAST, YOU ALL KNOW
WHAT IS BEING DONE TO ME, IN THE NAME OF THE SO-CALLED FUCKING
'GREATER GOOD', YEAH, BURN IN HELL DIRT BAG
ECONOMY OF CAPITALIST
PIGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BUT
YES, AND YOU ALL KNOW THIS, I DID 100%
PREDICT THIS, AND I DID,
T---E---L---L~~~~~A---L---L~~~~~O---F~~~~~Y---O---U!
LEGALLY
SIGNED, MARK WAYNE MOUNTAINPEN
MOHR!
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from:
I
WEELWEE HOPE
THAT YOU ALL ENJOYED READING MORIANITY's PRESENT BLOG “I
REFUSE 2B MANIPULATED”,
AND
PLEASE BELIEVERS
AND L-4
FOLKS,
TRY
AND
HAVE
YOURSELVES
A
VELY
VELY
NICE
DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YOU
TOO BOB MCDOWELL!!!!!
My blogs HERE IN DOGTOWN
****ON
BLOGGER SINCE JANUARY 2006
****************
PROFILE VIEWS---2840
MARK
WAYNE MOHR © 2006-2014
WHAT
BUMS!
THEY
HACKED OUT MY MOTHER FUCKING LEGALLY PAID FOR PHOTOBUCKET-PHOTO FOR A
THIRD TIME NOW!!!!!!!!!
HE
KNEW IT IN 1965 AND IN 1986, HUH SAL?
*************************************l**********
Week
ending Tuesday afternoon: 11-12-19
Blogging
the mother fucking UNBLOGGABLE
will get me killed, and vanished
away to Wright Patterson Airforce Base,
or whatever, but I will be doing it, and THAT you can be sure of,
Kimba
Whitelion,
yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mark
Wayne Mountainpen Huntington Mohr
©
2006-2019, 'BOM' (Blogs
Of Mountainpen)
ANY
PASTED IN POSTS WITH OWNER ©'s ON THEM, ARE THE SOLE PROPERTY OF THE
CLAIMANT, AND WILL BE REMOVED UPON RECEIVING NOTICE TO DO SO.
©
BOM 2006-2020
MARK
WAYNE MOHR
BLOGS
OF MOUNTAINPEN (the
'BOM')
She
used to say, and I quote; “If you don't like
cats and dogs and kids, there's got to be something wrong with you
somewhere”. I am speaking of the world's great and now sadly
late, disco diva, Mizz Donna Gaines Summer!
Permit me to reevaluate some of me' whittle preconceived notions
here, lovely Boston meat-packer, turned DISCO-QUEEN!
The
great esoteric FARM
that was outside of Haddonfield,
New Jersey, & just to the east a wee bit, and also 'TEN
YEARS OFF' INTO THE ANTIMATTER NEGATIVE SPACE,
known as by Mountainpen's Morianity (Photon Projection) since I do
indeed coin many phrases and words, if I do say so me'self, yo.
Robin Hill Apartments
Me'
mother fucking apartment is crawling with a new infestation of cock
roaches, SHERIFF MASCARA, me' kind sir. I wonder if Levy and McGuire
are putting these things in here as they put rats into Jenny
Plageman's #10 trailer while I was living there back in
positive-space (photon memory), in 2005. I purchased four brand new
large RAID cans over at me' Publix Grocery Store today while out on
errands, at my PCP-Doctor, and my Wallgreens Pharmacy, yo, Sheriff!
Yes
I was out on me' ol' local errands today and WOW
did I FALL UNDER A MAJOR
SKY
DEATH
SIEGE
that is still presently ongoing, SHERIFF
'KENNETH J. MASCARA', SIR,
at twenty past eleven tonight, 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 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!!!! Let's see what me' ol' MAGNETIC-SOUND-MACHINE
(MAGNESONIC)
will do to counterstrike this evil and monstrous mother fucking
MILITUFORCE, yo BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes
I went to my doctor and then to the Publix for RAID as well as some
food that should last me throughout the month of November, and then
finally stopped at the Walgreen Pharmacy to pick up a prescription
that I had refilled on orders of Doctor
JAR
as I jokingly refer to him as, since his name is James
A.
Roberts.
Yessir Sheriff, my life is a living burning breathing hot nightmare
endless hell here on this Earth-Planet; me' kind wonderful awesome
sir. I got a phone call late this morning from your office that had
the same opening prompt sound but then just disconnected me after I
kept saying “HELLO”. Maybe this was a subtle covert message that
I was under a real bad goddamn death siege, as this sure proved out
to be; kind sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
There
is a lovely
FULL MOON
shining down on me tonight,
and SHE has been there for me now for several nights, surrounded of
course by those ever dependable MILITUFORCE
CHEMTRAILS
that clutter and ugly
up the skies around me,
and have done so since the very tail end of 1987, while I worked for
the American
Honda Company over at the Mount Laurel, New Jersey Industrial Park,
on Gaither Drive, just off Route 73 and Fellowship Road. WEEEEEEEE!
When
I went to go to the vestibule area on my 6th
floor here at my PH
Building
to view DIANA'S
LOVELY FULL MOON;
I ran into my pal at the end of the hallway, who was going down to
the Community-Room to buy a soda. He had a note that he was reading
that he had just removed from his door, and several notes just like
it were on other doors; and the ones that no notes were on, merely
had people who go in and out all the time, so they already had
retrieved the notes that were at their doors. I however from the time
I was out on me' errands, to the time I came back, and then went out
to view my lovely moon; NEVER
WAS GIVEN A NOTE.
The note was about the THANX-2-GIVENS
dinner,
held annually at Public Housing, either at this Park Terrace
Building, or the other building that is down eight blocks or so away
to the north of me, on 7th
Street, visible outside of me' apartment windows. Obviously Sheriff
sir, I
am hated here, and no one wants me to come to the dinner.
Hey
Sheriff sir, yo, I wasn't planning to anyway, but this just verifies
HOW MUCH I AM HATED ALL OVER EVERYWHERE,
and this is due to the MIND
CONTROLLERS
of the mighty evil wicked BRIGGBASE
MILITUFORCE
'EARTH-CHAPTERED' GROUPATION of demonic fucking
monsters!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thisssssssssssssssssssssssss LOVELY ERICA is why my entire life IS
ENDLESS HELL. If they can MIND
CONTROL EVERYONE
to hate my guts;
then employers, landlords, and everything else in life, from romance
to finance; is going to be endlessly ruined and wrecked. And
you bastards out here have absolutely zero-zip-zilch sympathy for me.
I say only thisssssssssssssssssssssssss, lovely
BIG O,
“WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW”!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Many
times, horrendous fucking nightmares before beginning me' day is the
cause of the rotten ass day, and maybe today was another one of those
shituations. Morianity does indeed add the magical “H” letter to
the word “situation” when it is deemed appropriate by the author,
the Mountainpen yo BRAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was in, or my
double (doppelganger) was, in some horrible weird parallel reality
prison for people who were deemed “not cooperative with society, by
their thoughts”; as it was called over in this horrible place. I
distinctly remember several things. First, prisoners were actually
free to walk around the place, and even walk outside of the place if
they exhibited good behavior over time, so long as they remained
within the limits of the town that this place was in. Another thing
that I remembered was that it was about 100 miles from where I used
to live in Hammonton (Berryville), NJUSAESMWG, and I know this
because in the experience I was told this by someone who I had good
reason to trust was telling it to me straight. Then I remember being
questioned from time to time while in my cell at night, usually by a
female officer, about ridiculous things that made no sense, and most
of the tie I could not even give a good answer, and when I couldn't,
I was smacked hard in the face by her. This was perfectly okay
procedure in this place. I also remember saying, or hearing my double
through me in the interaction, saying something about Atlantic City,
and was told quite harshly, “You'll never be allowed in Atlantic
City again”. I also remember quite vividly being stuck in some
tunnel in this super large prison-place, and after walking down a
long circular stairwell system and into this weird tunnel-hallway, it
just abruptly ended, and then when I turned back to go the way that I
had come from, it was somehow totally blocked off. This was very
scary to say the fucking least. It was a real nightmare on steroids,
SHERIFF, sir, yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
told on early blogs during the first two years of the BOM, in 2006
and 2007, all about my organizational Big-Brother, Mister John
Henningsen from Colorado, who I came to believe in my late forties
after much meditation and cogitation on many things from my past as a
boy; was indeed an AGENT
from somewhere in the FEEBS alphabet soup agency system.
Then as the blogs went from 2007
into 2008,
we all remember the wild PIPE
REPAIRMAN-GASME GAMES EXPERT
from out of another wild 'nightmare' that was all fully told and
blogged about, and then along came that great CBS-NETWORK-TV
SHOW
called, “The
Mentalist”,
and this dude
Patrick Jane, was the precise person from my wild nightmare,
that I had nearly a half year or more before
their TV-SHOW ever was created or aired,
and WE
ALL KNOW THESE THINGS,
and it can be TOTALLY
PROVEN AND VERIFIED
by time and date stamps and other official internet bullshit! Let us
now take the word 'CHAIN', since he gave me this wild motorcycle
chain one day for absolutely no logical or discernibly rational
reason. If we take the Federal Agency called the Central Intelligence
Agency and abbreviate it into the (CIA), while viewing the word
“CHAIN”, just what is the LETTER 'C', then the letter 'A', and
then the LETTER 'I'? The letter 'C' is the 1st
letter in the CHAIN-WORD. The letter 'A' is the 3rd
letter in the CHAIN-WORD. The letter 'I' is the 4th
letter in the CHAIN-WORD. This of course is number 134
when we string it together, or if we let it come out in its natural
order in the CHAIN-WORD, it is number 143.
OH
THOSE TWEETING ROBINS!
So
just why did John from
COLOR-RED-JOHN
TV-SHOW-MENTALIST
PIPES GAMES GASME EXPERT NIGHTMARES OF 2007,
really give me that great chain that shortly thereafter, the mighty
awesome PINK
GODDESS SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KRASSLE
stole from me in a dream, similar to the way it was stolen from that
same wild hyperspace closed in 2007, 38 years in the future from the
first time that it happened to me in
that wild December of 1969 dream,
followed by that WILD
SKY MESSAGE CHEMTRAIL,
YO????? Well, first let us examine how John would take me several
times to a really wild place on City line Avenue in Philadelphia,
right across the street from those many Philadelphia television
studios. This place was a very weird place for a corporate executive
office suite, at least in those days, and in my humble opinion
(IMHO). It had the very same magical 2-WAY mirror system and room
that we all enjoy watching being used by the police detectives on
that greatest LAW TELEVISION SHOW EVER, called, “L&O” that
even went onto surpass PERRY MASON, again, IMHO aniwho, yo! But why
did they have this weird interrogation magic mirror system in a
Campbell's Soup Executive Office Suite? For that matter, why within a
year or so after his return to Colorado, did I end up in Dave Smith's
class at COOLEY HALL where another magic mirror was placed in-between
his classroom and the shrink's office next to it, Mister Jim
Garrigan? Why did I have two magic-mirrors in my life, or let me ask
this one instead? How
many of you, AS A YOUNG TEEN, HAD TWO OF THESE MIRRORS DIRECTLY IN
YOUR LIFE??????????
So let us move this on even still further; shall we peeps out here,
as well as me' marvelous and wonderful and great fantastically and
sensational BLOGAUDIANS???????? Christ Almighty, even my awesome
daughter doesn't have this many wild mirrors or reflections to sing
about, or does she? We can always do a James Rockford Garner
Maverick, and get back to thissssssssssssss, and with or without lots
of loose or busted out teeth, yo yo yo yo BRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Someone
does NAUT like this blog, as I
am getting crash and low level private airplanes flying outside of
me' winder at 24 minutes past midnight,
and this death air assault has gone on around me now SHERIFF,
ALL
DAMN FUCKING CUNT DAY
LONG,
SINCE I WENT TO MY DOCTOR AT 1:30 yesterday afternoon!!!! You
can expect Magnesonic to cause some real nasty HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE
aerial disasters
and crashes for this MAJOR
FUCKING ASS PERSECUTION
AND ELDER
ABUSE,
YO BRO!!!
Yes
I had another great talk with the NEW LEADER dude who I used to
mistakenly refer to ass ALPHA DEEP 6.
He
reminded me of how I predicted the stock market would double back in
2013 when it was in the 14 thousand point range on the DJIA.
I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD
YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I
TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU,
I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD
YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I
TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU,
I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD
YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I
TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU,
I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD
YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I
TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU,
I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD
YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I
TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU,
I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD
YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I
TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU,
I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD
YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I
TOLD YOU!
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!
THE
GREAT UNFATHOMABLE MAGAZINE:
MESSAGE
TO 1987 'SCIENTIFIC AMERICAN':
Last
night or really somewhere around late Thursday morning, I was asleep,
and my spirit was traveling the hyperspace, or to quote you all, “I
was dreaming”.
Suddenly
I was on the Atlantic City beach along with my mother, and numerous
other people.
I was demonstrating to Paula King and some of her friends, how
velocitronic
technology
works,
and I had built a working model, and it was no larger than maybe
three ice cubes, and it was almost a cube in shape but had a few
unusual geometric designs to it. When I turned the remote control to
shut off one of the atomic polarities, it began to spin around faster
and faster, and before it vanished altogether, it made some horrible
sounds. I told Diana on the phone before going to sleep several hours
earlier, that I already knew I would be going into some really bad
ass trip, as we sixties kids used to call LSD when it went wrong. I
never used it, as I had my
moms gal-pal Patty
to bring me the FASCITAR,
and so, I
never needed acid to get me to higher planes of reality!!!!!!!!!!!!
To quote President
Reagan's son Ronnie,
who is naut afraid of burning in hell; “I
wish these Jim Burr people were never allowed to climb on our backs
and destroy our lives with all of their mother fucking religious
bullshit”.
My entire life has been totally ruined and wrecked as a result of
this mother fucking dogshit!!!!!!!!!!!! “AND
THAT'S JUST REALITY, SON”.
END
TRANsdimensional, AND END TRANSMISSION.
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