THE TORTURE AND SLOW MURDER, CHAPTER 65

6:03 PM, APRIL 13, MONDAY, 2020

ANOTHER WORST HORRENDOUS DAY HERE IN GOOD OLD FLORIDA-USA, FOR THE PITIFUL, PATHETIC MOUNTAINPEN!

HERE IS WHAT IS HAPPENING, PEOPLE: As soon as I posted up my last blog, my ENEMY NABE IN UNIT 605, MISTER MEXICO, BEGAN BLASTING HIS SUB-WOOFERS AT ME FOR TWO SOLID ILLEGAL HOURS, BEGINNING AT JUST PAST FOUR AND STOPPING AT JUST SHY OF SIX. First comes the COMCAST TV SERVICE FREEZING UP, the comes the COMPUTER HACKING WHICH GOT WORSE WHEN I WAS POSTING UP MY BLOG-STATS, with some ILLEGAL CRIMINAL HACKING DOG LICKING SUB SCUM SLIME EATER, TAKING CONTROL OF MY MOUSE AND NOT LETTING ME TYPE IN WORDS IN THE AREA OF 'KEYWORDS' WHICH IS WHY A LOT OF STUFF CAME OUT ALL WEIRD, SUCH AS MY OLD 1969 PAL BRAD COMING OUT IN SOME BEYOND CRAZY OTHER four-charachter GROUPING. THEN AS SOON AS I QUIT AND POSTED, POOF, THE DIRT BAG NEXT DOOR BEGAN TO OPEN UP HIS VOLUME CONTROL ON ME AND LET ME HAVE A WALL SHAKING EARFULL, OH FBI, OH ACLU, OH WORLD COURT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Some dirt bag new hack is not allowing me to print the word (character) in caps, as when I do, it just keeps switching to SMALLS. Here comes a nasty super right side DEATH-ANGEL-ASSAULT ON ME, at 6:11.

I SERIOUSLY DOUBT THAT I WILL SURVIVE THE 2020 YEAR OF ELECTION, OR (RE-ELECTION OF DONALD DIRTBAG TRUMP) TO BE MORE SPECIFIC HERE. THIS MOTHER LOVING THUG IS TOTALLY KILLING ME, AND REMEMBER HOW BAD HE AND HIS HENCHMEN MADE IT FOR ME IN 2016. MY BLOGS WERE STOPPED AND SO IN REAL TIME YOU DO NOT KNOW MY DAY TO DAY HELL WITH THIS MONSTER, BUT I DID TELL YOU ALL HOW HE FLOODED MY APARTMENT AND GOT THE SPRINKLER SYSTEM TO DO THIS WHEN THERE WAS NO FIRE, AND HE DID MANY THINGS AFTER THE OCTOBER SURPRISE TO MAKE SURE HE WOULD WIN AND USE HIS ALMIGHTY ICPE-APE-TECH AGAINST ME. HERE COMES MY WONDERFUL AND LOVELY (`~HACK). WEIN?

I told you all that when WEATHER AROUND ME AND MY LOCAL AREA GOES WILD AND DEMONIC, on top of times when I am suffering with MAJOR MILITUFORCE DEATH ASSAULTS, this is when I am about as CLOSE TO DYING AS IT GETS ON THIS PLANET FOR ME? Well folks, it hit 96 degrees at 5 of the clock this disafsternoon, and even now at past six, it is still 95 and feeling well over a hundred.

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THINGS DON'T GET WORSE THAN THEY ARE FOR ME RIGHT NOW, LADIES AND GASH DOG GENTLEMEN OUT THERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MMMMMMMMMMMMMAGNESONIC:

Computer, hear my MVP (Mind-Voice-Print). You will be totally absolutely crushing, obliterating, annihilating, and devastating, wrecking, ruining, and utterly wiping out, all of my enemies that are viciously persecuting me FOR THE PAST 65 YEARS, WITH MAX-POWER AGAINST ALL PERSONS AND FORCES BEHIND THIS DEATH ASSAULT EVER SINCE MIDDLE 2019, AND ON THIS ULTRA MAJOR BEYOND DEATH ASSAULT MILITUFORCE STRIKE AND ELDER ABUSE AND CIVIL RIGHTS VIOLATION ON ME HERE ON THIS 13^th DAY IN APRIL OF 2020, WITH ANOTHER GIGANTIC MAJOR UTILITY STRIKE DEATH SIEGE, WITH A CABLE-TV-FREEZE UP AT HALF PAST TWO FOLLOWED BY MAJOR COMPUTER HACKING AND SERVICE INTERRUPTION; AS WELL AS A MAJOR UNIT 605 ENEMY NABE FROM HELL ASSAULT AN DELDER ABUSE ON ME, AND USE 100 PERCENT MAX-POWER AGAINST WHOEVER DID THIS TO ME AND WIPE OUT EVERYBODY WHOM THEY LOVE AND CHERISH AS WELL, and that is all a part of DONALD TRUMP'S ICPE-APE-TECH death strike on me since August 15 of 1986; 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.

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

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[ 20 ]	Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-	Apitamy of harrasment [sic] : pt. two.	PAu001148157	1988
[ 21 ]	Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-	Epitamy of harassement [sic] : pt. 3.	PAu001189027	1989

I fully believe that that Atlantic City enemies as well as my daughter and her family, are indeed WIPING ME OUT. I of course cannot prove it, and must be very careful, as many many many many people love and worship my daughter. Isn't my life a gash darn quintessential hell on Earth, me' people?

MORIANITY-4

NO SUCH THING AS TIME TRAVEL, HUH COUNT PETOFI

9:43 PM-EST, MARCH 4, 2013, 13 YEARS TO THE DAY THAT MY MOM WAS KILLED

LET ME TELL YOU WHAT PISSES ME OFF ABOUT BLOGGING. UNLESS PEEPS KNOW HOW TO ARCHIVE YOUR OLD BLOGS, IT IS LIKE STARTING ALL OVER AGAIN WHEN YOU GO AND DO NEW ONES, AND FOLKS WORK HARD TO PRINT UP ALL THEIR LIFE STORIES, NOT TO HAVE IT ALL FORGOTTEN AND LOST IN FUCKING TIME TUNNELS AND VACUUMS. PEOPLE THAT NEED TO SEE HOW MY ENTIRE SHIT CONNECTS BACK INTO 2009, 2008, 2007, AND 2006, EVEN JUST TO THIS LITTLE BIT OF TIME SINCE I BEGAN TO BLOG, NEED TO KNOW THAT THEY CAN USE A SAFE LINK HERE THAT IS NOT LEACHED UP, I PROMISE YOU. THE STATE ATTORNEY GENERAL IS WATCHING EVERY MOVE I AM MAKING ON THE COMPUTER, SO I ASSURE YOU IT IS SAFE TO CLICK ON IT FOLKS.

Http://www.drunkenhive.blogspot.com/ ** SO USE THIS LINK FOLKS, WITH THE FULL ASSURANCE, YOU WILL NOT BE LEACHED OR MESSED WITH. RELAX & ENJOY. IS ALL OF THIS WITHIN HUMAN GRASP OR DO YOU REALLY THINK I AM JUST A LOONEY TUNE CHEMTARD? PRINCE DOESN'T. THAT'S COOL ENOUGH FOR LITTLE OLD ME, ANYTIME FOLKS.

the continuation of "The Epitome of Harrassament"

first day of 2008 summer, like wow, yo

The Epitome of Harassment - Internet Version

Saturday, June 21, 2008

MAJOR COMPUTER HACKING FROM MY QUEEN

HUGE COMPUTER HACK
8 at night, first day of SCUMMER
21 June, oh-8, Saturday Elton John night
But not Donna devil all right.
THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION, AND THE MILLIONTH COUNCIL AND ME---------BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:

I NEVER WENT 2 BED TODAY AFTER COMING BACK FROM WORK, NEVER. I am shouting out to the FBI and the NJ STATE POLICE 4 HELP!!!!!!!!! I have no memory of shutting down the TV set or removing eyeglasses or falling into my bed, only that suddenly the TV was off, my glasses were on my face, I was or had been dead asleep, and all devices were indeed turned off. I bolted upright and saw that my fan had gotten knocked over along with a karaoke machine and they both were laying flat on the floor next 2 where I had fallen also without memory of ever getting 2 sleep. First. Work was OK. But no panacea, I had a small bowel attack, lots of jerk offs everywhere, but out of nowhere at just past 3 in the morning, a noisy loud alarm went off. No matter how hard I tried 2 find the source, I could not. Shades of my Echelon-Towers Building, that I guarded back in my middle thirties for the famous Wells Fargo Company, the original American Security outfit 4 all those Western-shows watchers. Just 2 and a half hours after the crazy MC-ALARM attack, a crash level plane flew over my vehicle in total violation of my CIVIL AND CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS, WORLD TRIBUNAL COURTS AT THE HAGUE. I come home and eat a bowl of cereal and a glass of juice and turn on the TV. The next thing I know it is hours later, I am laying stretched out, eyeglasses on my face still, and stuff knocked over on the floor. When I got up to piss and straighten up the place so that the fan is blowing air onto me again and I can resume sleeping a while longer, I instantly knew that I was right back in this building, a medical place with 6-9 rooms that went more into each other and did not contain a lot of hallways. Mariah Carey was there, and her driver, a man about medium build and bright glaring type of eyes, just over perhaps the six foot mark in stature, dressed nicely but not overkill, and the same with Mariah. A lady who is heavy set is sort of in charge at this place, neck line hair length, strawberry type of color, and she kept telling me 2 stop closing doors, and I kept telling her I am not closing them, the wind was blowing quite strong outside and was blowing right through all of the open windows in these rooms and forcing doors to swing shut, but she continued 2 insist that I was doing it. Mariah started talking 2 me about how much she enjoyed being a super star and yet there were problems that she said she wanted 2 tell me about but could not at the moment, as he would hear, and I kept asking who ‘he’ was. She half smiled and pointed at a young male about 22 give or take, about five feet five in stature, brown short hair, not totally short like a crew cut, dresses in an old pair of pants with oil stains on them, and a green jersey with strange looking logos on it everywhere, many bright white circles with black lines running through them, 3 of them, like a triple X. She told me that she is here on this same day each week for some medical reason, and I think she told me but cannot pull that part of the interaction up now back in waking life. The buildings of the city were visible from windows, yet the area was in a country setting, whether it was part of the 5 boroughs of New York City or not, also I am not privy to this. She said that she wanted me 2 know she is mad that I do not fully trust her and her plans, and I kept insisting that I trust her implicitly but know quite well, that what she thinks of as PLANS, IC as GAMES, and reminded her of the 65-70 years when she was here B4 playing her games with me from a city just 100 or so miles away down the coast. She smiled at me and said, “U mean the chain I removed from your Oaklyn, New Jersey Apartment?” I said, “4 starters, yes”. She went on to tell me that until the shellfish as she called him while looking his way, is out of my way, I can tell U no more about it. She said that he was a lifelong resident of Atco, New Jersey, and knew both U and your neighbors, the Durham’s, when U lived there back in ‘83. He is not who he appears and all her peeps and bodyguards have tried to beat him up and keep him away, but he just seems impervious and will not stop creeping around. He is Y the Feds started messing with me, she went onto say, and they R not on my side, they must do what they R told by higher councilmen, and she was talking Millionth. I reminded her that she is all mighty and can do anything, Y not just zap him into oblivion? She smiled again and said that there is still so much yet 4 her 2 teach me about all of this and all the Earthly people making my life so horrible every minute of every day and night. She said that when I disobeyed and told her she could kill me, the other day on my blog, for the entire world 2 publicly C and share, she was extremely angry. I must remember that she is the great queen, and maybe in the world of Pedigree Dog-food, us DOGS RULE, but, and she called me Yancy, and said and I quote, “Yancy, remember that I am the great Sarah-Stacey here in this form now, and I RULE, U GOT THAT”? I solemnly just looked down and submissively said, “I know U do my great all powerful lovely mighty queen”. She took my hand and told me that she did not have to tell me about the 2 letters back 9 years ago, and help me construct my idea foundations that R literally responsible 4 where I am today in figuring out so much incredible stuff. I asked her Y she used the sending of 2 blank letters rather than just come 2 me as she is doing right now and talk to me straight up? She laughed softly and squeezed my hand a little, watching me wince from the sudden small bit of pain that her more powerful grip than B4 was causing, and after a 5 or so second pause, simply said, “I am the Millionth Council, and what I say, goes. The part of them that calls themselves the Lambriggers is still totally under my complete control”. She told me 2 listen again 2 her CD and study it even more carefully, the answers to much of my concerns is all contained in the lyrical content, and what she says, MC-SAYS, just as the CD says that it does. Never doubt me or try 2 run away from what I am planning 4U, she went on also 2 tell me. I said 2 her, “would U please give me a real waking world sign so that I can know and tell that this is not a silly dream”. She responded with the yellow and chocolate cakes that I purchased at the Incollingo’s grocery store, along with the receipt, and the van that stalked me just after last Christmas, and went on tell me she is angry that I have unsealed some of the concepts regarding laser trace, and reminded me that her rules cannot B broken. It is part of a plan, and that if it was not so, there R those close 2 me in this incarnation that I would retrace, as I miss them. She then told me she would give me 2 huge and totally unmistakable signs to appease my non-belief. One sign is that just because the English alphabet pronunciations of the sounds ‘BLU’ and “CRAN’ R totally the same on astral worlds, they R not the same in English speaking waking mortal worlds. I told her I knew this. She went on 2 say that my punishment for doubting and disobeying my mighty Queen Mariah is that she has now placed me into a world where I have blogged the facts in reverse, as Hammonton is the world U now live in, and is not Chatsworth, New Jersey. I have reversed the realities while U were here with me in this interaction, and now your town is Hammonton and this is the Blueberry capitol of the world. She went on to say that I was not supposed to tell about the tap boxes of blue-yellow, nor the saleslady Sherry-Lee Pote and cousin Petee Pote. I must obey my queen or ELSE. She said my second sign will B when I try to do my next blog. I will wake up in the MW and not B able 2 work the computer. I asked her if she will always love me as her ‘89 song promises, as deep within her, she knew even then, that she was my Sarah-Stacey. With that I walked over to the strange dude with the weird sort of peace sign logos all over his bright green jersey and told him to leave her alone or I would tear his lungs out and squeeze them like rung out wash cloths, and he instantly burst out laughing and the next thing I knew it was July 4th of 1970 and I was in the same exact dream all along with TAWF, “THAT ASTRAL WORLD FAMILY”. that was what was all in the dream, it was the same dream, and like a wormhole in consciousness, one end was in 2008 physically, while the other end was in early July of ‘70. He yelled at me, look who’s talkin’ about bloody washcloth lungs all oozing bright red, it is U, booby, not me, ha, ha. I knew that if I could just wake up now, it would B July of 1970 again, and it really would have. I did. I jumped off of Tom Reale’s large bed at the Cornwall Avenue home and yelled, it is 1970 over and over. I went out and ran down towards the ocean and when I got there, the entire sky and sea was not as I had remembered it at all. It had become the backdrop on the homepage of the Morianity Foundation, go to www.morianity-foundation.com. The giant 6 foot 7 inch Sarah-Stacey came right out of the sea, she is the sea aniwho, and grabbed me and kissed me and the next thing I know I am awake laying here in my trailer residence and it is after 4 in the afternoon. Sure enough I went 2 use the computer, and nothing, it would not move, nothing would work, not a bloody dripping washcloth thing. I called the Easy Staples Store where I purchased it and told them that it would not go off, just showing a blank monitor TV screen saying, “EXT 3, S-VIDEO”. The computer department guy told me to shut the battery-backup box off and wait 20 seconds. Then he said turn it on, and so I did. After 2 reboots, it works again, but the HP adviser still is not properly loading up. I can not shout out 2 the FBI 4 help, no one can fight the great Mariah, and she most definitely RULES and RULES, 4-EVER AND 4 EVER.UR my mighty queen, and I only your endless humble servant, my giant beautiful love. Please forgive me, oh mighty QUEEN MC.

Google Search Engine, Satellite World Interconnect System [SWIS], World Laboratories of the future in time illusion, this is a dying mans utterance and declaration. I must obey the commands of the great SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KARGE KRASSLE, I have no choice, SHE RULES THE EMPIRE, from 34th Street to the end of the hypersphere and beyond, wow, talk about miracles Mizz Wood, and O’Hara!!!!!!!!! Copyright 2008, MICHAEL WAYNE MOUNTAINPEN. This is all the total truth and also doubles thereby as a legal document, this is voluntarily sworn testimony in any Grand Jury future proceeding. No omissions nor additions 2 this powerful and totally honest truth told in this web-logging-doc exist anywhere herein. Another SUPER BOTBAR weekend and scummer open.
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Thursday, June 19, 2008

Still I Wait 4 Them 2 State

STILL I WAIT 4 THEM 2 STATE, THAT I AM HERE
BLOG-BOOK, [THE MILLIONTH COUNCIL AND ME],
[THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION]
DATFILE 061908.887.55--BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:

I have no intention of leaving the net-world 4 another 70 days, don’t even think about it. The last time, the Briggbase planted many reflectional-entities or as we on the Astral Plane refer 2 them as, REFENT’S. The vegetable juicers were only one, and many others ‘popped-up’ as well. Let me discuss refents first, as this is very pertinent 2YI am writing and posting this doc 2-night. First, pop-ups, long B4 this term was officially used by the world, and stolen from me directly over a power-drain-bugged telephone line, the Lambrigg-Cult or the owners of the entire World Entertainment System or the WES, PK-FBI-LAO- TODD, first by the now very famous VH1 Music channel on the cable television network. Pop ups were observed on more occasions that I could begin 2 count right now, when my late-pal, David Roth and I would go places together B4 his demise in oh-2. When they begin a DFNONG, as Gawky calls these games, and pronounced by them right here on this mortal world, {MW}, as ‘difnong’ like future boy on the Disney channel and then rhyming with the word ‘gong‘, aniwho, when they begin a game, and this abbreviation stands 4 “Diversion From Never Obtaining Nirvana Game” and what is all about is obvious 2 anyone, not only 2 the Buddhist’s as well as all of my prior blogging texts that refers 2 this subject manner regarding going nuts times 10 to the 99th power or bananas a goggle times over, and how any entity aware of this unfacable Dogtown, mortal word being HELL, and not diverting attention away from it. Y’all think that this would B heaven and believe that somehow a heaven is there so great created by an unfathomably terrific GOD, that it would permit everlasting awareness 2 not B a hell, and this is all a bunch of Archie’s Bunk!!!! These games, not GAS ME, real funny Briggers, bite me, aniwho, I have spent a couple of days and nights in deep meditation, and know a bit more detailed subject matter regarding these wovwee difnong’s. As stated B4, U might, guys aniwho, think that the best and or greatest diversion would B sex. Sahwee 2 disappoint U, it is not as lasting. sex that is, through endless instant by instant existence and also it does not provide, all though as pleasurable as we all know that it is, the true staying power of the necessary diversion creation, and only powerful games that involve struggles, competition, sporting type events and the louder and bloodier the better, and along these lines, will ever accomplish this goal. Let’s face it, if UR in pain 2 a small degree, U may want 2 go out and enter a buying spree or have sex or whatever 2 attempt creating a successful diversion from your personal pain, B it physical or mental/emotional, etcetera, unless the pain is 2 great 4U2B diverted successfully away from it with the course that U chose 2 use in making your attempt 2 do so. Now, many games R going on, such as the UFO/Flying Saucer one, or scaring the human race in other ways, using sickness or death or losing loved ones, and the list is endless. The bible uses a different terminology than I do, but the original Star trek show episode explains it best where Kirk/Shatner tells how an advanced group of entities could indeed fool a backward culture into believing that they R God/s. The bible must use words from the times and millenniums that it was written in, how can any intelligent being dispute that simple reality? Some games played by the Lambrigg Cult of the Astral Plane or the LACAP as they also as known as by less than 800 out of the 6 and a half billion Earthers presently. They pronounce this word LAY-CAP and some games R played with mass groups such as those researching the Ufology phenomenon, while also they conduct many individualized and very personal games, one on one, such as my particular hell, now written about on 5 blogs at the site www.blogger.com/ and also on my website at http://morianity-foundation.com/. This is not new, I knew this throughout the entire 21st century. My curve of ‘enlightenment’ so 2 speak, was perhaps 5 degrees per year from 1970, as at 15 and a half in the summertime of this year, I knew something big time was wrong, And tried 2 tell big ‘mentor’ brother from the Big brother’s Organization, John Henningsen, that indeed something was messing with me, and he laughed, and then days later was leaving 4 Colorado where he hailed from, totally out of the blue-yellow, tile-tapper. Everyone gets more enlightened about their life and purpose, everyone, even your house cat. People in average I would estimate 2B moving at just a bit less than my rate, since my game initiated by the Millionth Council with me is obviously a more advanced and powerful version of ’game’ than what is normally used on a single individual. I’d venture 2 guess that more power is used on me than is used on the entire United States and Global Air Force systems. Relativity is not 4 geniuses and Einstein’s and all of the MC’s, it is 4 any thinkers. If I survive 4 whatever reason 1000 times more of their crazy hell than the collective-average of humanity does, then my ratio to theirs in enlightenment is also about 1000:1, dig? Get it? Capeesh Tony and family? Speaking of family, TAWF, I made another PBHE ‘screw-up’ and called That-Astral-World-Family of Astral-realm Briggbase garbage citizens, TAWT, sahwee. 2/3rds of the great Millionth Council would never think about conducting these miserable interactions with the MWP, but the Briggers will never quit, NEVER, {mortal-world-population}. The Briggbase is a gigantic area that resembles a mortal world military base, and it is loaded with tell strange towers resembling our world’s water towers, and Brigantine, New Jersey, if U notice is loaded with them. Even though the Briggbase is gargantuan and stretches in all 3 directions for nearly a total quintillion cubic astral miles [interactions that R agreed upon by groupings of astral entities] as neither space nor time R real things in and of themselves as they R on physical plane mortal waking worlds of conscious existence. Brigantine on the waking world existence is a tiny dot, but what there is of it is a true miniature in appearance, at least in 2 dimensions. Waking Worlders find my discussion of the nest/woust directions just 2 foreign 2 conceive of, but it is nonetheless a true fact. In fact if U move in your thoughts too slowly around any large city out there, U just seem 2 go around and around, as it takes a burst of speed down one of the “linelanes” as they R astrally referred 2, in order 2 move away from a populated area, as it is not an area in a true location, it is simply an agreed upon mutual interaction of astral entities. Provinces themselves seem 2 loop around without applying even more speed 2 move away. Then the brain breaker is that no matter how quickly U will yourself 2 move around, U endlessly will orbit around the entire astral plane on all three dimensions, north/south, east/west, nest/woust, all 3 ofem. The only way on and off this plane of existence is to dream-down and suddenly UR a little tike here on this mortal waking world, or fall-back, and this places U simply where U always R and will B, void infinity, EWI. Never ever confuse nirvana with Existence-Without-Interaction. Nirvana Theory or NT is like its abbreviation letters sort of suggest, NOT possible. It has been pondered that non-existors wishing 2 exist would blindly and willingly desire 2 trade places with existors, and then existors would B at Nirvana. The trouble is that no entity throughout existence has of yet figured out how 2 reach and thereby communicate with a non-existor. It works in theory like Einstein’s relativity. Now how can we accomplish this? So far, we cannot, and hence, evil Briggers choose 2 play vicious games with the very counterparts of their own self, us, and then watch this horrendous-video so 2 speak, and laugh. It does take your mind off non-oblivion, it really does, I know, from the other side. This is just an opening 2 this topic, I never forger, and I will move further along in greater detail at a ‘future-time’. My blogs R all printed out and studied so that missed things and new connections to old things can B figured out and later re-posted, plus new add-on material. When I read back the blog starting just with this calendar year of oh-eight, it is indeed mind boggling. Go ahead and do it, and then U will C in a mighty way, that judging me a fantasizer 2 quickly with delusions of grandeur is a mistake. Mister Smith back in the autumn of 1970 at the special education school that the All Mighty infiltrated a short while, and doing a Jebez Hawks and going from 2 to 22 years old real quickly and without a special room in an antique shop up in northeastern USA, said it all 2 me one afternoon upon my returning from a very strange place just a mile or so to my north from the center of the world famous Haddonfield, New Jersey, USAESMWG. The school sent me there, it was sort of another school, only then I was totally ignorant to facts such as Briggbase or astral world resident infiltrators, and thought it was the coolest joint I ever went 2. It was part of the great TECK BAY MYSTERY SCHOOL, and was located in between or sort of as three dimensions R involved astrally; from the great Teck Bay and the Briggbase. The song is always endlessly looping/playing blaring out over the Teck Bay that attempts 2 appease the wrath of the mightiest loveliest teenager in the multiverse, the great All-Mighty SSJKK, just click up to the website and if your windows media player is on, U will hear this song, it has been copyrighted in my name here on the mortal world, co-written by me, Carlajayja, and the great SSJKK, who plays her loot and enzemeter, astral realm musical instruments, and natch, I don’t have a mortal world copy of stuff like that, B real/e Tom. Again, just go up 2 this site and it pops right on, just as it always blares out over the Teck Bay, ‘out there’. www.morianity-foundation.com.

Now most of U know about the Privecode machine, Earthly invented by a corporation known in 1983 as the IMM or the International Mobile Machines IMC. This was first, as all things must by the very nature of true reality, B, invented by astral world forces on the Briggbase and then they dream-downed the device and its creation and the corporation, and brought it onto the mortal world-MW. Everything has a PRIVECODE, as well as a Privecode number, and whether the human inventors know this powerfully guarded secret or not, I am not privy to that at present minper. I do know that the secret is coming out, right now. Numerologists know about how 2 arrive at an ‘up-number‘, and this is the key 2 a powerful and very extremely dangerous knowledge and potential technology, forbidden in its use against humanity within 12 decades. There R nine up-numbers, one through 9, in the base ten Earthly system mostly used by non machine intelligence-entities, here on this waking MW. I will tell just bare-bone details 4 tonight. My name when it is not Mountainpen is Mark Wayne Mohr. Only the Christian or the first name and the sir or the last name is used to begin in arriving at the secret [private-code-number]. So my middle name of Wayne is ignored. First we count the amount of letters in the Christian/Sir name or the CSN. 4 a female, use again first and last names and only the non-married or maiden name that U were born with. B4 going on, I told my landlady just a fraction of what I will B letting out 2-night and shortly thereafter, she turned on me and hated me without a reason and without a cause. Read on Mick-Beth-Shakespeare, with caution, using what I say is all at your own risk and decision. If under 18, ya’ better call mom or dad in 4 this one, your life could B changed 4 ever. This is an official warning, take it as 1 pweeeeeze: Now there R9 of these up numbers, and they exist as a result of taking any number higher than nine, and adding it or adding up all of the digits in the entire number until UR left with either a 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8, or a 9. An example or 2 would B say the number 1969, my favorite number, representing my greatest year of life in present dream-down from my truer astral reality. The up-number of 1969 is 1+9+6+9 which a 5 year old should know in his/her head, is the LSD#, not that they should know that, but aniwho, it is 25, the DEEDEE, the great HAWK. She has been following me and watching over me this year 10 times more than in prior years, but let us not get 2 diverted, nirvana is never obtain-able or total [oblivion], and we know it. So back on mister A. Bunker’s great pernt if we may: The up# for 22 is 4, that was Staples store easy, how about the number 6 million? Well, written out, that is 6,000,000 and adding zeros up with the six, makes six million’s up number, a six, (6). How about 999,999,999 or just one less than a mighty billion? Well, just cancel out nine’s as they will do it by themselves should U wish 2 attempt 2 disprove me and add them all up. But what is 9, nine times, should U insist? Well it is 81, 9X9=81, and 8+1=9. Just get rid of any nines and if UR left with one of them, then 9 is the up-number, I do not care if the number is 386 nines long, its up# is a 9. Ok, so we hung in here this long, let us proceed onto the 2nd of 3 parts of arriving at a PCN or a PRIVATE-CODE-NUMBER. A is the first letter in the English alphabet. Z is the 26th letter. All 26 letters have a numerological order, C is the 3rd, M is the 13th , and so forth. Again using names for right now, always first and last only, my name when it is not in pseudonym of Mountainpen is Mark Mohr. First, count the total letters and get its up number, in my case of having 9 or less for a total, it is a simple 8. If your name is Rebecca Jonesman, counting the letters-total, we get Christian-7/sir-8 and adding them or 7+8=15. Now 15 means 1+5 and this is a 6-up-number. Now we will do Mark Mohr as I am a bit 2 lazy right now 2 work on a fictional phase 4 character that chose 2 just now come through to me as she obviously could not make a successful dream-down into phase-3 reality off of the astral world. I have long ago memorized my own name-information, so here we go. M is letter 13. A is letter 1. R is letter18. K is letter11. That is my Christian name. My sir name now goes like this: M is letter 13. O is letter 15. H is letter 8. R is letter 18. My Christian/first name is alphabet total number 43, and my Sir/last name is alphabet total number 54. So adding 43+54, we get a total of 97. Now, take the nine and put it in Copperfield Houdini’s hat, and we get the up number of 7, once the abrakadabra nine is made 2 disappear. Now we have two parts of this equation done. First we arrived at an 8 by totaling up the name-number, or amount of letters in the first/last names. Second, we arrived at 7 with the alphabetical numeration computation. Now U always subtract the smaller number from the larger number, and should they B the same, the number would B a zero, and we will get back to that, but 4 right now, in this example, 8-7=1. Now to arrive at the PCN , not the bank, I said PCN, or PRIVATE-CODE-NUMBER, U simply take the 8, the 7, and the 1, and put these three digits together, and my PCN is 871. What is yours? Always use this order, the amount of letters of your name’s up#, the order in alphanumeric total up#, and then the calculated difference between them is always your third and final of the 3 digit PCN. So 4 a quick second example, if your born name is Sam Son, U add and get a 6, then 33-Christian plus 48-Sir, would equal 81, and this totals up to single digit or up-#9. Then 6 subtracted from 9 is 3, so in order, the PCN for Sam Son is 693, hay there Mister Calliendo, let’s just slow down there, the roads R dangerous enough, Frank. Now how do PCN’s relate to each other U may now B wondering? Every date, every word, every person, every place, everything in your Earthly proximity that converts to English alphabetized systems can B computer plotted 4 compatibility and non compatibility, based on PCN’s. A simpler and quicker up number system 4 seeing at a glance or almost, whether it B a romance, or a business relationship, or anything connecting potential persons 4 any purposes, has mathematical compatibility based on birth names which is Y we all R here dreaming and is the all of everything, the name is everything, but U must understand this 2 make it properly operate, U simply take the Christian/Sir names and get their total alpha-number which is your true birth-name-number such as mine totals up 2 a 97, and then take any other name and this is what I showed my land lady who never was the same with me afterwards. Both U and the other name 2B in a compatibility must B within a 10% numeric range one 2 another. With me, a person would need a numeric name within a 9.7 tolerance of 97, or 10%, or calculated to a rounded up 10 from 9.7, thus adding as well as subtracting 10 from 97 makes my ranging name number or RNN 87-107. Now the other RNN must include your RNN in their RNN, it must work both ways. If for example I am looking 2 go into business with someone with a numeric-name of say 109, their range or RNN is 10% of 109 or rounded off 11, hence 11 added to and subtracted from 109 produces their RNN of 98-120, or compatible. If it is mutually compatible, the odds R greater 4 the persons 2 interact better in whatever the venture is between them, concentrically, the odds R against things working better if both ranges do not inter-loop with each other, or encircle. U might not B2 quick 2 argue this powerful stuff, when I now tell U that Ronald Reagan who started this nightmare 4 me, works out 2 a precise 110, and so does the word, ASTERISK. Also at the risk of U not believing me, I learned shortly after being evicted in 1969 from the garden apartment system that my mom and I were living at this time, and moved into the Oaklyn apartment 2 miles or so away, from a teacher at the Haddon Township High School that they had fairly recently thrown me out of as well, both done by the evil wicked Brigger Cultists, who just now gave me a black out, but thanks to my battery backup, I am OK, aniwho, at ten past midnight on this Friday the 20th of June of Blow-Kate, but obviously they do not want U2 know that the huge muscle dude that chased Brad Messenger and myself that night in spring-1969, was married 2 a lady who said and I freaking quote her,” Hun-leave those 2 boys alone, they didn’t take it, it’s in the baby carriage”, and I learned from a teacher named Simon, that her name was Aste or this was her known PTA nickname at the HTHS school. Add Aste and risk, and art the risk of black out number 2, we arrive at the mighty #110 word ASTERISK, the risk would B great that I would not B here and alive today with her lunatic hubby practically annihilating Brad and me until she told him 2 lay the truck off of us. Yes, the Briggers to this very current minper R looking out 4 your hubby there astral communicator slut Nancy, leave my trucking electricity alone witch-bitch, or a huge twister, volcano, hurricane, and earthquake will strike later today, U have my trucking word on it ya turd. Yeah, asterisk, Trinidad-trinity-three intersecting lines arcing at 120 degrees, and the railroad red roulette man, and our 40th president, mister Ronald Reagan, oh sure, I am a crazy madman sitting here making all of this wild crap up in the middle of the night when I could be enjoying whipping off 2 a good naughty videotape, think about it 4 a minper rapies and germ blows. 110 is the number of Ronald Reagan and asterisk, the huge beautiful chemtrail in the skies, the mighty asterisk chemtrail of December, 1969.

Mayor Levy came 2C me in Ricktown Manor last night and was laughing so hard, totally busting up, telling me I am making way 2 much out of all of this. He says my queen loves me a lot, and sent Diana Arteemis around me twice over the past few days, if she did not care, she would not have done this. I told him he is right. He slapped me on the back and said not to sweat the bull so much, and then told me in his human form he is in far worse shape than I am, and Sarah Callio had nothing 2 do with it, and recently was beaten up by a very strong girl in a bar parking lot 4 mouthing off at her in the bar. He said he knows that I have a good friend in Ann and that he is aware that her daughter is living there on the grounds where he is in Seacaucus, NJUSAESMWG. I went on 2 tell him his roulette system crashed a month or so back and he roared and told me I was doing it wrong. There R3 levels I can bet on, the beginner, intermediate, or the advanced. This translate in betting amounts at the casino to either 5/25/100/300, or 10/50/200/600, or 15/75/300/900. Just move up and down the black/red, even/odd, and low/high game parameters, playing OLOBOLOB or ODD-LOW-ODD-BLACK-ODD-LOW-ODD-BLACK, etcetera, but wait for two losses 2 show up in the notes and then make the 4 bets until winning or losing the four, and splitting the greens on the higher 2 bets. Do not keep track of one OLOBOLOB pattern, but watch all over the board and usually there is a 2-loss pattern showing up, and I can sit down and play, and keep separate money-chip-piles in front of me at the roulette table instead of in different pockets and standing up squeezing in between players. Just on the Beginner level tonight I played a short while and made 400 bucks, and yesterday I played a few games when I awoke from this interaction, and made another 625 clams. Y the ex-mayor is doing me this favor, I do not know, especially after Rick and Jim and McGuire and all their buddies wrecked Sally Starr’s reputation after she called the Mayor’s office in Atlantic City in the summer of 1998, 2 complain that his lifeguard mascot went into my pants pocket on the beach and robbed me.

Diana, I love U so godsdamn much my endless love, your lightning was so very beautiful, bright purple, my very favorite color, and many other lovely exquisite colors and beautiful fractal designs. I will take U2 a beautiful waterfall in either your great forests directly out beyond Olympia Proper, or in one of so many huge forests within the virtually unlimited borders of Ricktown. Thank U so much 4 loving me and living with me in the great Ricktown Manor. Now it is so clear, YI was so glued to that silly serial TV show as a boy, how much things make total sense when U get enlightened. Such as knowing the truth of how symbolism is so powerful and real and how all things are indeed energetically connected from within the quantum foams. A quick additional example would B the numbers that total up alphanumerically from the words JULY and TWELVE. U arrive at a 68 for JULY and an 87 for TWELVE. Add them and U get the #155. Now from July 12, 1970, add the months, go ahead, just add 155 months or 12 years and 11 months, and it is JUNE of 1983, when the LAMBRIGG CULT CHOKED ME TO MY DEATH, so let us discuss death and LAZAR RETRACE. U can Carry me 2 hell 2 night if U want, but I am telling. Zooming in on any living person, dead now but alive in a past world, can B done with powerful satellites, and distance delay fielding technologies not that far off in the future, B4 Star Trek time 2B honest about it. After the image is transfixed, it is literally turned into light, not broken down into particles as the Star-Trekker’s hope mankind may someday B able 2 do, the military has almost reach the 2nd of 4 phases of the technology that enables us 2 accomplish this feat. Then the image is reverse transfixed or RTF’ed and the person retraced remembers perfectly all of their entire life and memories right up 2 the point of the re-trace. The Christian scriptures indeed do mention this, but not in so many words, man made up the word rapture, it is not totally biblical, the retrace technology was known about back in King David’s time,. 4 now I simply choose 2 say no more. I could tell U so much about Deptford, New Jersey and the mighty Haddonwood, but now it has become obvious that the All Mighty chose my going there 4 a powerful reason that is known only 2 her, it is her business, not mine. She can do anything. I have seen her pick up an ocean liner and fly it over the great river at the great city of SAHASRA DAL KANWAL, her great city of white and purple along with millions of shades and colors far beyond mortal man’s deepest wildest imagination. I knew the Mayor of Deptford, New Jersey and worked with this boiler man in Camden, NJ, back in the early 1980’s. There R powerful reasons Y this property has lied there barren and dormant since just a year past Judah Zachary’s 1995 Dark shadows, it is beyond paranormal and esoteric, it is beyond thought, only my great queen SSJKK knows all about this, and humanly, I hope she forgives my outburst the other night, as I am so very sorry. I promise not to talk about laser trace anymore my great liner-flier. I was not flirting with any of your friends and Viqueens on the dock, I love only U, and always will.

GOOGLE AND SWIS AND WORLD LABS, COPYRIGHT 2008 MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN. This is all voluntarily sworn truth and this is a legal document, sworn under pains and penalties of full perjury charges.

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Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Good-bye Detective Allens

Detective Allens was a fine old sole. For a time he was my ace in the hole. Now we bid him a fair adue as I leave 4 Chillie or Eastern Peru.



BYE BYE 2 ALL OF U.

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SURREAL EQUALS MOUNTAINPEN

Surreal equals Mountainpen
Still Watergate day/at night, half past 9
The Epitome of Millionth Council Harassment, and
Persecution, the Internet Version, not the 1988/9
Audio-taped copyright office versions.
START:


The reason I know the surreal situation that I am in is 2-fold, first I am in it, and secondly, no one wishes 2 listen nor to believe my horrible plight. Even when the proof is staring everyone right in the face, the Phillies have lost a million straight games now or so 2 me it seems, the Dow Jones is up every day without exception, racing to the very stars of the sky. Everyone everywhere is living a normal life, by my comparison standards and relative ness anyway, and I have become the bum on the street in his stinky box 2B passed over and ignored and occasionally spat upon and cursed. Yet I have told the world a true story. No one wants 2 try and challenge its veracity in any legitimate manner and what it boils totally down to is that the Millionth Council has used its ultimate weapon against me, ETTOS, 2 accomplish their powerful lofty demonic diseased twisted sick goal. Again this stands 4 Electromagnetic Thought Transmission and Omission System. Not the old and feeble only, and U all know it, any age, have U ever walked into a room and totally had plucked away from U the very reason that U entered this room 2 start with, just 2 return 2 where U were and boom, it was knocked right back at U, mockingly? U know damn right well, or most of U , had this happen and on more than one freaking occasion. They control everyone’s thoughts and it was OK until we willingly accepted their invasion into our mortal worlds when we opened the door as a world society, of ELECTRONICS. Not one electrical engineer under truth serum can testify that they or any human knows exactly what all this is nor exactly how this works, NOT A ONE OFEM. On the other hand, I know exactly what is happening, and this makes me extremely dangerous, if that is, I was ever 2B permitted 2 have any large legitimate following and audience. How long can this ALEE-RUN GO ON???????? What if I told U weeks and months, and yes YEARS? Would U laugh, go ahead then laugh the truck at me, because the Dow Jones Inpusstrial Average will B 20,000 points B4 the end of the year, and 30,000 points B4 the end of this decade. I am telling U that I am there, screaming out, TOLD U, TOLD U!!!!!!!!! This is the epitome of surreal, and so is waking up in a different world than the one that U left, and books like Coral Castaneda’s great and fantastic dream books R very real and very freaking deadly and dangerous. I am very sorry, but I am going 2 have 2 say some things that people R not gonna like one whittle iota, B4 this whittle bwog terminates mister Fwudd. I have a cassette tape of a man named Scott Ransom, a licensed New Jersey Realtor, who admitted 2 me as he never would have thought that I had a hidden recorder in the car underneath the seat, and he told me that, “very powerful people R disgruntled with U, Mountainpen”. But I have more detailed confessions, but what if they R not people yet born, and what if it violates laws in the system that built all of this puke? Do U think they’ll honestly give me one chance in hot holy hell of using it in any legal proceeding? I will not lie tonight about a thing, I never lie, but I try 2 soften blows and not B as totally testy and verbally abusive as I have been known 2 get. First, I am disappointed in my queen, twice U have really hurt me, first in the 70’s and then in the now. I am not going 2 school, and U can kill me tonight 4 all I care. I refuse 2 obey. I am running far away and I am never coming back, just try and stop me.

Phillies were wiped out because the MC hit the cable system tonight, hard. Now 4 my revenge. A little more info out 2 the world. Beat me up tonight if U want 2, that is your choice, but I am telling a bit of the sealed ups. The sixth dimension is way 2 huge 2 ever really discuss with intelligentsia, even a hall filled with top think tank scientists. A machine exists somewhere in D-6 that just made Joe T. Blow cough. A machine exists somewhere in D-6 that just made me itch my asshole. A machine exists somewhere in D-6 that decided once 2 put me through this hell starting on the mourning sadness of August 15th in 1986, in Raspberry TPB Valley, NJUSAESMWG. When U break down the 4 ‘stuffs’ that is all of human-type biology, it is made up of perfect tiny machines, all interacting together as cosmic numbers that R endlessly attempting 2 solve the machine in the D-6’s equation. In the 60’s, I never did. But the majority of kids experimented with acid or 25 or LSD, Doctor Hoffman’s accidental invention, and not the lady from Curtis and Rohr and Costello’s Dark Shadows. I do not need LSD to go on trips, I never did, that is YI was such a square and never messed with drugs. If I can all ready fly, Y then would I ever throw money away on a plane? It honestly is as simple Mister Henningsen from Colorado, as this, it just doesn’t go below this kin Edgartown level, kind sir. My unconscious mind on astral realms is creating a horror movie that is starring Michael Wayne Mountainpen. This show runs from early December of 1954 through the middle of June in 2031. At this point, the show is curtains. There R2 people on this planet that can erase the machinery of this in a puff without breaking a sweat, both have the hard K sound as does Krassle, and yet one has its interchanging letter. One owns a powerful group known Earthly by 6 billion souls as a religious order, while the other is only dimly aware that she is so great that she could wink and the world would go shooting out of the solar system should that b her desire. I know this, and I know what I know, and here is what all the Akoslem Bankers and Jack McCoy’s can do with their dander and whether I get it up or not, “$&*#@*Y^$&$&#&&)*@%#!@bleep bleep bloop beep ding!!!!!!!!

The war on Earth is for an energy that any human can feel with every emotion they have in their being. U all know this, the 3 ways we all can basically feel at every instant of illusory forward-moving-time. U can believe all that U want, all of U, that we R fighting 4 the best business deals and lowest interest rights, 4 our cars and homes and lands and possessions, 4 our men and our women and our families, and I am telling U that all of this is proven 2B nothing more than waves and particles and the energy of the struggle is the reason 4 its existence, and it is 2 endlessly divert and distract any part of our minds from ever consciously dwelling on the reality that we simply exist and thereby no oblivion/NIRVAVA is ever attainable and reachable!!!!!! This is Y games came to the Romans from THEIR GODS, and we still have them and more than ever, while the BRIGGBASE owners of our entertainment world rapidly is spinning us all out of control and forever into their sick and lost twisted domain of HELL.

END.

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Relating

’ RELATING’
BLOG-BOOK-TEOHIV/TIMCAM
WATERGATE DAY, JUNE 17TH
2008 ADEG CALENDARS
BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:


It is half past three in the afternoon, on this Tuesday. Planes and chem trails R off the scales bad again this week, they R all over and everywhere, all around me, and again I am facing continuing brutal siege and attack, and getting pummeled and stalked and hammered endlessly the Lambrigg Cult of the great Millionth Council. The Camden County Prosecutor back in the days that the word internet and information-highway were practically as new as a baby’s bottom, and inventor-Gore, Supposedly, was our Vice President, and times were getting strange but had not arrived there totally as yet, helped me play a game with MCBC, he got into chat rooms or places on this new amusement and without ever giving me specific details, always keeping things just aloof enough with me so that I never was really able to fully read Ron Wirtz totally or partially nor ever truthfully ascertain what he allegedly was doing to try and help me with my ‘problem’, but he did inform me that ‘they’ were answering back and playing sort of a game with us and he thought and I quote Mr. RW of the great CCPO right around the times that the mid west area was experiencing the great flooding of 1993, as then, and still today, U can bet your bottom dollar that the cause of it is the great MAGNESONIC, he said to me on a few occasions, “they R playing along and communicating with me, mostly making smiley faces at me. I know little of internet policies and regs but anyone can go colon key followed by the caps raised nine or zero to make the original smiley and sadey. Word documents on computers change it to the face, but it always meant the face aniwho. Also, U can do more through private chat to e-mail and on and on, I know few details, I do not have this machine to sit around wasting my time on silly ventures. All I know is that “he said” he was in contact with ‘them’, and that he was able to learn that indeed they were messing with me and had a code name 4 me at the time on the net, and this name was the Greek writer/philosopher, Sophocles. When I later tried to check with recently make friends at the Berlin Radio, not shop, SHACK, another of my many PBHE’s. Again this stands 4 Prior Blogging Hacks/Errors, but the computer people that sold me my first computer in 1997, checked and said it was baloney, and that this cowboy, a lot like his predecessor Aspell, I swear that between these 2 dudes at Camden County Prosecutor's Office and Mark Furhman out in OJLA directly in-between all what led up 2 my first purchase of a PC and my attempt to make something happen 2 get me out of my nightmare, I am left with more than planted bloody gloves in my lawn, but find instead, a total mistrust of my elected and appointed officials, from the police right down to the President. I bring legitimate proof of a major attack to the Voorhees Police Station and they make me a deal that if I voluntarily go to the Cherry Hill/Raspberry Valley Crises Center for an evaluation, this will pump up my credibility and then they will do something with the evidence I brought them involving the cassette tape with the horrific cursing and bomb threat that I told U all about on a recent blog document. So far today they woke me up shitting myself, and again with a huge civil rights noise violation, someone right outside my residence blasting filthy demonic loud thumping music straight from Satan-Donna herself. Yesterday Ann and I went to the shore, she made a 20 dollar contribution to Paris Hilton’s daddy, and then we hit the beach for 2 hours, B4 the storm started 2 blow up. All week and last week as well, sky attack is brutal, the Muzak and giant girl attack also is brutal, and always seem 2 go together. I could go on. What I want to do now if anyone is ever out there, and if there is not, explain 2 things 2 me, BEARDED BOB??????? Explain the great New York City newspaper’s huge printing of the letters EWI, right after my blogging discussions of EWI, the abbreviated letters 4 EXISTENCE WITHOUT INTERACTION, or the great VOID INFINITY. Also, sir, explain Jason Cali. No there R readers coming up here, and I would B a fool 2 totally listen 2U, sir!!!!! But a book that I recently finished, makes me come 2C Mr. Johnny Nash, very clearly now, SIR, that I can remove even more obstacles that R in my way in my mission 2 tell the people of the world what is going on in my life and what I have experienced and know 2B totally real and non-imaginary, by RELATING more 2 them and their much more ‘ordinary’ lives. Pweeeeeze don’t tell whittle pathetic me that none of U have ever had wild and very vivid dreams, or that U have never gotten out of bed and everything went wrong all day long to the point that even thought U may never dare voice the opinion 4 fear of public ridicule and ostracize, that U know deep down that something more than this is just happening must B going through your head when it starts 2 get overly absurd and ridiculous. U know that without some outer external other than the norm force acting upon U personally and your day as it moves along the STC, that no possible explanation could B there. The last time I went to the beach or the first time this season, about a week ago, with my friend Ann Silva, I am walking from my beach chair towards the edge of the water, purposely waiting 4 a total lull in the population around me so that just such an occurrence that now I am about 2 describe would not B able 2 happen to harass and oppress me, only it still happened. Not a soul was around, not one single solitary Lawtron-Counterpart, (soul). It took at the most, as we had our umbrella/chairs together at maximum, say 40 feet from where the water was. Out of literally nowhere, a gang of females between 18 and 30 and I mean a gang of giant queens, all being way over 6 feet tall, were all right in my way as I was attempting to get into the sea and away from this annoying harassment. Have U ever gone totally out of YOUR way to avoid your boss or anybody, and I mean in a big way, and U walk into a 7-11 store that U never have gone into B4, and glaring at U at the checkout area, who is there but 'bossy' waiting 2 yell over at U, thought U called out sick today, prevaricator? My blogs tell too much me-me-me-me, and do not attempt 2 relate to all of UUUUUUUUUUU, and it took a while 4 the light to pop on, actually this book was half of the enlightenment, and the other half was none other than NJJCK’s daughter in her present STC form, and she knows what I am referring 2, I am sitting here last night tired and desiring 2 blog when I looked over at her 2 recent projects that I purchased at the Cranberryville, Wall Mart store, and the one on top just hit my eye, and my mind, and I said to myself, yeah, she is telling U2 relate more to the average person, stop the me-me--me-me only stuff, as life is more than mathematical equations. Again my thanks great Queen, and U rule 4 ever and ever. From now on, unless totally impossible to do as will B in some instances obviously, I’ll B darn sure 2 tie a comparison together so that ordinary people not suffering in an endless tormented hell on Earth, will B able 2 hopefully anyway, better relate.

Did any of U chem-trail researchers know that my story is there of how I seemingly started this chem trail phenomenon with one call to the Mount Laurel Police station ion the late autumn of 1987, and that back in middle December in 1969, the first huge one was visible all over Camden County, and was made somewhere between Collingswood, Oaklyn, Haddonfield, Audubon, Westmont, towns, and spread throughout Camden County. It was the most awesome gorgeous thing that U could ever have witnesses, and as group needs 2 form B4 we all R dead, that remembers this and witnessed it, in and from this area.

DOW JONES FOREVER SHOOTING UP AND UP AND UP AND UP!!!!!!!
PHILLIES FOREVER LOSING AND LOSING AND LOSING AND LOSING!!!
Told U all that this would happen based on the ever-expanding harassing hell and vitriolic persecution that the MILLIONTH COUNCIL is forever forcing me 2 endure. Did U know that others by the tens of thousands right here in America, R now as scared and angry about these viscous chem trails as I am, visit 10 great sites, start with www.chemtrailcentral.com and there R lots of great sites, such as this other one, www.chembusters.com and some of these doctors R recognized health care professionals that just in this recent last 10 years R totally saying and agreeing with stuff I have been saying since late in the 1980’s. I talked about how leaves and autumn foliage is getting later as is arriving at full size leaf in the springtime by more than one day a year since the mid nineteen sixties. Now, U hear this by recognized science community doctorate graduates, along with Global warming and trapped carbon dioxide emissions. www.morianity-foundation.com is not gonna B there after the oh-eight summer, it is only a $150 job, it was all I could afford 2 pay a man 2 do 4 me, but it tells truths that not only U all need to hear and FEAR, but also, recognize B4 it is 2 late, that if prevented, dooms can B averted. I never went 4 that saying that an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure, with me personally it always has been closer to a megaton of cure, what has been your spin, tell me? I want 2 help myself and everyone else right along with me, but most people R living just better than me by enough so that they refuse 2 even try to take blinders off and ear plugs out and C and hear 4 the first time that maybe, just freaking maybe, Morianity has a major message. But 4 those interested in things not so nice, these websites R not there 2 promote the rights of a pedophile or anything like that. Some have accused me of this 4 just daring 2B honest. What happens in a dream is not prosecutable in this world, not even in this vastly approaching Nazi-Germany-America. Kids under 40 and especially under 30 have no clue of living in basically a free country really is, they never have, where us old smells have and we know better. Sol when I tell U about Krassleville on a website, I am not advocating filthy behavior. My mom said it so well over and over, this is Earth, not Heaven, and we behave one way here and one way there, in the heavenly's or the Astral Plane. Until UC that time is an illusion on this realm, and relate it back to this mortal life and judge from there, U just do not C truth. When I say that Washington, DC has a 13 year age of consent, I am stating a fact that politicians obviously want their environment to permit their filthy promiscuous behavior on the Earth Worlds, this is not tolerated by good wholesome people and I was demonstrating the simple point that double standards exist and YI do not ever vote. It would B a totally wasted effort 2 vote by my way of observing this entire larger view. Every vote counts, and I choose 2 vote for none of them, I am indeed a voter. I love this fucking country, WHAT IT ONCE WAS, WHAT IT ONCE STOOD 4 AND REPRESENTED, F R E E D O M. Today, since decades of total controlled-manipulation by the EVIL THIRD of the MC, the Lambrigg-Cult, since the invasion that started in the 1800’s with the birth of ELECTRONICS, and boy did the fucking Native Americans know all of this, and we would not listen for a pound of jewels, and ever since, it now is a one way trip straight to DOGTOWN. Mortal world is HELL.

Unconscious collective of the human race, I politely demand, NOT REQUEST, that U all raise your awareness towards conscious level waking omniscience by 10 degrees as this instantly and ELECTRONICALLY posts up through this system.

Harold Camping of Family Stations Incorporated is correct 100% on one thing he claims, as I TOTALLY RELATE, and have, ALL THE DAYS OF MY HAMBERGER LIVES, 2 what he claims about his very recent new revelation. No the mighty holy words of SSJKK have not nor will, WVER ALTER, they R fixed on a Lawtronic level, and she changes NOT. But over the past few decades, the parabolic curve of change is major. Societies change and so do people attempting to reach spiritual enlightenment. It is moving faster and faster, as they out of control like a roller coaster with broken breaks on a planet with 5 times that of Earth’s gravity, or 5G. But UR not, SIR, the only one on mortal land EARTH, capable of moving towards this, nor do U have any true memories as do I of my existence there with her. Maybe in 2012 or 2913, U just might listen to MORIANITY, and relate, I have also been wrong, but this time I am not. U want blanket-Krassle-truth, fine. I will give it 2U and all of U. If UR following the word she had written, the holy bible of the Christian faith, the best all though not 100%+ accurate but close enough is the KJV. If U do not violate one thing ever, U can move into a spiritual experience with this mighty being that is totally awesome and unfathomable. The Lawtronics R simple, nothing can B in violation of any of her great mighty truths, SHE RULES. If I am in a night dream or a day dream, U know there, fellow relaters, the teacher shouted your name and after the 4th time loudly U jump out of your seat, as U simply were not there, but off soul-traveling as the mighty ECKNKAR sound and light religion teaches. Whether I was in pajamas with eyes closed or not, matters none, what only matters ever is, was any of it in biblical violation. If U ever think SSJKK is telling U to do anything against any of the 10 commandments that make up basically any law that mankind could ever impose on a governing society, UR hearing her WRONG, this is LAWTRONICS, this is FACT. This is total absolute inviolate TRUTH. Now I was moved 2 stop blogging last winter and break off with Pervo-Eddie-H. Then 70 days or whatever Congy, I suddenly was just out-of-the-blue-led 2 resume the blogging and buy the computer. If anything I was more in debt, not less after the passage of these 70 or so days after I had quit. The lousy 300 smacks from not the burning, but the other Bush, barely paid for a third of the expense, do not get me wrong, I appreciate it, but I think without the amount being at least 5-10 times more than 300 Jaylo-Jane-Press-1-smacks per person when the dollar is just about at paper-worth aniwho, basically did the economic stimulus and growth a heavy long run disfavor, this is just my opinion. Hay, relate, comment, I am interested, but 4 me, it paid 4 one third of my needed computer and all the software, printers, and parts, that all go along with it and yet R by no means included in the price, at least not at Staples Store, no it was not easy, and I AM BROKE AS PISS. 4 me this stimulus package was a joke, but thank U mister President 4 at least making the effort.

Yes great queen, U rule, and always have and always will, U rule this empire, not the MILLIONTH COUNCIL, MC. Like the great Dr. Camping the genius engineer from Cali, look me up after eleven comes and GOES, and we can relate. Donna asked me YI wrote 1992 min my lyrics, with me, it was 4 different reasons, at the time my thing was not spiritual, I just wanted 2 get powerful and rich like any other quarter century old man with life ahead of him, now that has all gone the way of a fast spinning globe.

The day B4 the Sky-tower ride, or Scylla’s Tower, in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, I walked under Schiff’s Central Pier and was heading south. It was 9 in the morning, perhaps earlier, and as I walked, I know that I had sufficiently ducked my head down low enough so as 2 avoid hitting the cement beam, or so I thought. The next thing I knew, as the Boxing industry describes it so eloquently, I was shaking off some heavy cob webs, and I was not wearing a watch, but a clock was digitally displayed on the side of the pier at the time, and I went 2 look at it and instantly knew that a good 20 minutes and perhaps more had gotten away from me. I went 4 a quick swim B4 the guards were totally on duty, and then went back to Cornwall Avenue to swim some more, south of there in Ventnor, when I was staying at the molester’s place in 1970. That evening I hopped on the Jitney-bus and went north back up into Atlantic City, and this is where I got on the amusement ride called the Sky-Tower. I will never know whether my Highview Apartment interaction up in 1996 fits into this as the catalyst that caused the time illusion motion, or whether the newspaper actually was folded up many times and indeed hidden in a small box inside of the car somewhere. I only know that the United States Military went nuts on me after I purchased it, and every single time that I took this warrantied vehicle back 2 the dealership to have mileage routine maintenance work performed on it, hay, just what were they worried so much that some duosh bag mechanic might find? I will tell U the real real real mechanic story some day, and how it fits together twice with the All Mighty. B4 anyone doubts Morianity, U would B strongly advised to take into account that it is 4 your benefit as well as mine that U open up your mind, and I will then return the favor, and as I continue along with my story, will try much harder 2 relate parts of it 2 things that will B more relatable 2 all of U in your own lives and interactions and dealings with this mortal world life that UR able 2 remember, called the here and now by some.

Copyright Michael W. Mountainpen, and once I print out all of the URL system, next week or this one, it is all going for copyright registration. It is time 4 Washington, DC to know a little more truth about the world that they all R forever and endlessly stuck and trapped in, without memory to any of it except 4 the very basic here-and-now of it. Copyrighted 2008, the invert year of other quite major copyrighted material from the great room in the Franklin sun, 1802 Robin Hill, of Whore Squeeze Township Blue Nerdsey, USAESMWG.

GOOGLE AND SWIS AND WORLD LABS OF 2300, this is all sworn voluntarily, it is a legal document and a dying mans utterance and declaration. All murderers of me and my mom and friend DCR, all R listed in these 5 blogs somewhere, they all R instrumental in varying degrees, of causing premeditated miseries leading to tortuous horrible deaths of me and mom and David Roth. Under pains and penalties of perjury, I sear this is truth, absolute total truth, no omissions nor deletions to this truth R found therein on this official document.

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Labels: "Millionth-Council" "government-persecution" "astral-worlds"

Monday, June 16, 2008

short blog #10

SHORT BLOG 10
TEOHIV/TIMCAM BLOG-BOOK
TIME IS ONT REAL SO WHO CARES
NOTHING REALLY BEGINS OR ENDS, LIKE
MY INFINITE HELL:


Well giant Gina, am I right when I am right or snot, big lovely queen? Told U the ALEE would score with a FULL EVIL SPORTSPIRE ALL WEEKEND, the weekly score, ALEE-450. Maybe some one in the fucking Federal Bureau of Investigation, in-between workouts in the gym over in Philly, might take me seriously when this goes fucking on and on week after week or until I am dead, witch-ever comes 1st. Gina told me how powerful she was, and when she broke my arm, arm-wrestling, back in 97, she gave me that cute little look and voice saying, “told-ya. Well, Gina my giant cutie pie, I TOLD U.

They insured their cheated loss of my Phillies today with that major computer quack-hack, Stacey=L, jack-hack-attack!!!!!!

Lenny the gunman, FBI, that I told U about, was all B4 gangster rap. If this does not stop, I will have 2 do something that will force the authorities 2 look into my situation, as if they prosecute me, I get 2 mount a fucking DEFENSE, this is not going 2 go on much fucking longer, bwewieve me bwaby-wuv.

Copyright Michael W. Mountainpen, whose first amendment rights under the US constitution were severely violated today, 4 the 5,985rd time or so, but who the fuck is counting, Petofi??????????

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Labels: ALIENS AND UFO SUPERNATURAL DREAMS MILLIONTH COUNCIL BERMUDA TRIANGLE

Sunday, June 15, 2008

hacking and prison

if u r listening blogger dot com, someone is violating my fucking rights unless u r having a problem with the site, how am i supposed 2 know. I cannot view any of my blogs, it will not let me, and someone is fucking illegally with my drunkenhive hyperlink also, this is a violation of my right to free speech guaranteed me under the damn constitution of thew united fucking states of America.

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Labels: ALIENS AND UFO SUPERNATURAL DREAMS MILLIONTH COUNCIL BERMUDA TRIANGLE, government persecution in league with the millionth council

I DO NOT LIKE VANISHING, NOT WHEN I KNOW WHO AND WHAT IS AND HAS BEEN HEHIND THIS BULLSHIT ALL THIS TIME, OR SHOULD I SAY, ETERNITY? ONLY I KNOW! Or do I?????????????

MANY WONDER, IS THE ANSWER REALLY THE QUESTION, WELL, READ A LITTLE BIT ABOUT ME, BUT NOT ON SOME SILLY LITTLE BIO QUICKIE.

OR DON'T, AS NOW WE'RE UP HERE IN THE YEAR OF 2020 WITH A GLOBAL PANDAMIC, AND YOU KNOW WHAT; I THINK THIS IS ALL HAPPENING BECAUSE MAGGIE IS RETALIATING AGAINST ALL THIS HELLISHNESS BEING DARN PERPETRATED AGAINST ITS CREATOR, THE MOUNTAINPEN, YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!! I said that I think, as how can anyone truly know things such as this? We barely know that 1+1=2 for crying out gash darn loudspeakers LOUD, and SUB-WOOFERS LOUD TOOthpaste TOO!!!

GET OFF ME' BACK, SIR MIKE SOFT, YO YO YO YO BRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yessir world, Mister (MEXICO) in unit #605. I think I've darn got me'self another not buying into it Sir John Denver (Red Sea Beach Seagull) coeenkeedink heredahelda and HERE, PEEPS! I think it's time to GO WASH ME' HANDS, oh wonderful Harvest's Ultimate Fighter DAVID from Smithtown, New York, USAESMWG!!!!!!

MORE OF ME' (`~HACK) is forever plaguing me. But that little wee bit of dog crap I can live with, next to what these horrible WASHCLOTHS OF DOGTOWN are doing to me for crying out louder than heck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

BEGINNING TRANSMISSION,

AND FEELING ANYTHING BUTButButButButBUTTTTTTTTTTTT REAL 'GOUUUUUUD'

MARK WAYNE M. H. MOHR

IN FACT PEOPLE, I AM AS BAD AS IT GETS!

3:20 POST MERIDIAN

MONDAY AFTERNOON

13 APRIL, 2020

FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA, ESMWG

I AM UNDER A MAJOR DAMN DEATH ATTACK!!!

THE BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN

© 2006-2020 MARK WAYNE MOHR

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ® THE 'BOM'

THE TORTURE AND SLOW MURDER OF MARK WAYNE MOHR BY TRUMP AND HIS MOB

CHAPTER 64

THERE IS A MAJOR DEATH SIEGE UPON ME,WORLD COURT IN THE HAGUE, ALCU, AND FBI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MORIANITY FOR MILLENNIUM 3

The Continuation of "The Epitome of Harassment"

MOUNTAINPEN'S LUNAR PHASES CHART:

MONDAY, APRIL 13, 2020

CURRENT PHASE IS:

WANING GIBBOUS 6:6

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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 THIS DEATH ASSAULT EVER SINCE MIDDLE 2019, AND ON THIS ULTRA MAJOR BEYOND DEATH ASSAULT MILITUFORCE STRIKE AND ELDER ABUSE AND CIVIL RIGHTS VIOLATION ON ME HERE ON THIS 13^th DAY IN APRIL OF 2020, WITH ANOTHER GIGANTIC MAJOR UTILITY STRIKE DEATH SIEGE, WITH A CABLE-TV-FREEZE UP AT HALF PAST TWO FOLLOWED BY MAJOR COMPUTER HACKING AND SERVICE INTERRUPTION; AND USE 100 PERCENT MAX-POWER AGAINST WHOEVER STRUCK ME AND ALL WHOM THEY LOVE AND CHERISH, and that is all a part of DONALD TRUMP'S ICPE-APE-TECH death strike on me since August 15 of 1986; 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

Public Catalog Copyright Catalog (1978 to present)

Search Request: Left Anchored Name = Mohr, Mark W

Search Results: Displaying 1 through 25 of 28 entries.

[ 20 ]	Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-	Apitamy of harrasment [sic] : pt. two.	PAu001148157	1988
[ 21 ]	Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-	Epitamy of harassement [sic] : pt. 3.	PAu001189027	1989

WEATHER REPORT FOR FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA, ESMWG AS OF 2:55 PM:

TEMPERATURE: 94 GOING TO HIGH OF 95

HEAT INDEX: 101

HUMIDITY: 45%

WINDS: 16 MPH GUSTING TO 26 MPH

SKIES: SUNNY AND BRIGHT

The day was very quiet until mid-afternoon, and then another COMCAST CABLE COMPANY FREEZE UP AND INTERRUPTION OF LEGALLY PAID FOR SERVICE STRUCK ME AT HALF PAST TWO, and then my computer had a lot of new hacks in it as well.

THIS IS A DYING UTTERANCE AND A DYING DECLARATION; FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION, ACLU, WORLD COURT TRUBUNAL SYSTEM OF THE HAGUE, AND ANY DEMOCRATS OUT HERE WITH A HEART!!!!!!!!

Remember the last time that my mother loving filthy diseased MILITUFORCE ENEMIES froze up my COMCAST SERVICE and then it was followed by MAJOR COMPUTER WOES AFTER THAT? Well the same exact pattern of their darn criminality is happening again today. I don't know if I suddenly got knocked into a weird parallel and alternate reality, but all day long CNN was noit giving STOCK MARKET INFO on the lower right side of the screen where the time displays, so I assumed the stock market was finally shut on an Easter Monday, but those hypocritical so-called Republican Capitalist Christian scum out there ALWAYS SEEM TO TRADE THOSE MARKETS ON EASTER MONDAY, and all of a sudden, I see the local Palm Beach news station 'FINANCE' section come on and show the DOW markets are trading and open today. This is why I am getting MAJOR GASH DARN PICKED ON, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well, Sanders officially endorsed Biden today and they both agree on the 15 dollar minimum wage. If course anyone with a real working brasin who has learned one percent of basic civics, realizes that the entire thing is a useless moot point so long as the ignorant masses continue to reelect Senator Bitch McConnell. Him and his boy Trump will never ever allow that legislation to happen, even if and after the end of the Trump-Nightmare, as these two filth bag pecker lickers HATE AND DESPISE POOR LOSER PEOPLE, and only want to endlessly oppress us and keep us forever downtrodden and destroyed!!!!!!!! Ya' missed me Jane Sleaze!!!

HA-HA-HA-HA-HA, YO YO YO' WITCH!!!!!!!!!

Wild nightmares every darn night. Major endless continuous DEATH ANGEL ATTACKS ALL DAY. How can I survive this hellishness much longer; oh ugly rotten world???????

This poor dog will FOREVER BE RESIDING IN THE BERRYVILLE DOGHOUSE OF HANGING IN THERE FOREST-FIRES HAMMONTON, HUH CARD PLAYER MAGIC GIRL PATTY-PAULA? PLEASE QUIT CALLING ME 'FIREDOG', MAYOR LEVY. THANK-UUUUUUUUUUU SIR!!!

“Y SHOUDN’T A DOG LIVE IN A DOGHOUSE”

(The epitome of harassment, internet version)
(The millionth-council and me)
(Morianity project continues from 1995 on tape)
DATFILE: 021809.951---(February 18, 2009)

BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:

I liked it a lot more when my computer was a lot simpler, but genius Ed Himacane made some major changes when he was last over, and programs run and stuff happens, and it is a pain in the rear end 4 me, the freaking sweeper keeps signaling me and stopping the word program every minute, and also the WOMO gave me a bowel hit a little while back around 9 or just past. Now this pain in my ass computer crap is not stopping, I have tried shutting down, restarting, nothing stops it, some fucking worm is in this, the sweeper will not stop popping on and yet all of this has been swept. Well, guess Eddie will B coming back over. Someday I will prove I am being messed with somehow and take this straight 2 the ACLU and the FBI, cannot blog further until I get 2 the fucking bottom of this spy sweeper problem. All I can do is keep fucking with this thing, let it re-sweep and multitask, the gods; all I wanna' do is blog Ed, what have U done 2 me with all this complex shit? I am not looking 2 run a 20 tera byte system, just 2 do a little blogging 4 crissake. Aniwho, MCMCAAONMC, I guess that is all the dumb machine wanted, just to sweep again, as it is not signaling me and stopping the word program every 20 seconds, PTL--PR. Miss cunt face tried 2 wipe me out, have to shit my eyes a couple minutes now, or that crumb’ll nail me 4 sure. OK, now it is eleven thirteen. I will NEVER FORGIVE OR FORGET that horrid night, back in 1993; at the Atlanta Braves Ballpark, Jane. What U did 2 me was so despicable, it would stink right through a garden of flowers 8 light years cubed. Anyway I am not in a doghouse, I am in a far worse house, and have so much 2 tell y’all it sucks wind backwards at the speed of sound. Where 2 begin is always my biggest problem, as I never will have the time I need 2 really write anywhere near all that I feel is necessary; in order 2 reveal my major plight 2 this evil world in sufficient amounts, so as 2 get anyone with clout 2 ever take pity on me, and assist me in getting 2 the bottom of my hellish nightmare woes. Actually, if the top most powerful persons on the Earth all decided 2 help me, they would fail. That is how gargantuan my troubles really R BRO, Twinbay, and all others. I am not a pessimist Missy, and U read me all wrong that day at the Galloway, New Jersey Library. But nothing ever just happens and no one will understand what I know in its fullness, not Christians, not atheists, not scientists, not sci-fi buffs, not Catholics, not even Eckists, Monks, Buddhists, and U name it, as nobody sees in total clarity, what is real; nobody. The reason that all things appear 2B in some weird and indistinguishable code of jumbled randoms, beyond any possible human recognition; is because we believe whole heartedly, and take a powerful Copperfield illusion, totally seriously; that a projection around us is there and real, when in fact; nothing beyond our center of is-ness of being can B. This of course is simply because, as any possible space extends out beyond our innermost self, time brings it all back right into us in a circulation system of perfect and precise ratio and proportion, that is all a part of the mechanics of a hypersphere, or an upline thought wave in a down-lining process; and this is truth. Refreshing old blogs, 4 new Blogauds, that will most likely not go back, and sift through the long-winded Mountainpen discourses of Morianity, and its teachings; there is a truth that is real to itself, and the Buddhists R not correct that all truth is alterable and relative, to what an inner self makes it, until it eventually comes 2 realize that it is not really there 2 start with. This is all so true in a small box, but it leaves out what the great Atlantic City alchemist told me back in the summer-time of 1974, while I was staying overnight at a rooming house, owned by a lady named Selena Dada, on Stenton Place, between Atlantic and Pacific Avenues. The ultimate truth IS zero dimension. This nothingness somehow DOES exist, and IS aware of itself; and cannot find a way 2 shut off that awareness. It does learn 2 dream out and away from itself into phase two reality, or the Astral Plane; or the Shakespearean arena of the great dream shift, that mortals call the spirit world or realm. Some entity connected with the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL will not stop this fucking hacking, the sweep finished, and now the prompt keeps popping up again, so Ed will come over and get 2 the bottom of this fucking shit once and 4 all. 4 right now, I must live with this, as I have now lived for two days with no telephone service that I am legally paying 4, and I am gonna' contact the BOARD OF PUBLIC UTILITIES, no peace 4 a second ever, not on the weekends in that hell job, and now my entire weeks R wrecked. It is round the clock, with no let up, and not a moments peace 4 life, right WPIX-1988-New York, New York, UFO THE COVER UP TV SHOW, AGENT CONDOR AND AGENT FALCON? Talk about never forgetting things like dirty rotten Jane in 1993, or this show on channel 11, NYNY, back in 1988. U don’t forget major shit that goes down in your life, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!! It never stops, it never backs off. Committing suicide only serves 2 make it worse 4 me, as I know it is all an illusion, and that I will just find myself right back in the same dream, like running 4 the light, and the light won’t go on, and realizing that U never woke up, and now U finally have; so again U jump out of bed and run 4 the light, and then again it does not go on, and I have gone through this nightmare 4 monstrous lengthy amounts of time, or whatever is really happening; just as I have existed forever and will; and I KNOW IT. I slit my wrists last night at 3 in the morning, and slowly bled out right here on my bed. It is so way cool 2 bleed out, and feel the life going out of U, as U get icy cold; and begin 2 fade away, believing as hard as U can that it will all B over in a moment, just as Skylar Rumson was told by Barnabas Collins, when he forced him 2 shoot himself through the heart; on the television show, 'DARK SHADOWS'. Only 4 me, I keep waking up and thinking I am dying; and have not yet died, and then die; and then wake up again and again, until eventually, I wake up, and the entire thing was just a dream, but then; I am aware totally, that all of this is just an astral dream down, and even that is a dream away from the truth; or the great void of zero dimensional existence; something no human being can fathom. Some of these mighty truths were once up online on a website called, www.morianity-foundation.com/ but this site is now defunct, as Kate and I do not have any money; nor any new material 2 copyright presently, on the subject thereof. I am aware that free sites exist, and Ed will B working on finding me one; and getting this foundation, and its many powerful truths, back up 4 this blind ignorant planet, and its residents 2C and know. At least this world will have the truth. The only good thing now, is that this stupid fucking pop up can shoot up every 20 seconds or so; and eventually go off, and it is not stopping the word program until I click on it.
Long story short, the mail was always delivered here, at this lovely 6-9 room place, with rooms that all sort of go into each other, with no hallways; and just endless first days of summer of 2008, and a powerful goddess that has been chasing me around 4 all infinity now; but mail was always delivered here at about 10:30 AM, until about last weekend give or take, and now it is coming sporadically and never B4 3 or so in the afternoon. King Dawn the Queen, formerly and always known by, PRINCE; asked me 2 call the Post Office, and C if I can find out what is up with the mail around here, yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I reminded her what she wanted me 2 use 4 a telephone. She said, 'use the house phone that they have on their Comcast Cable system' that also runs my internet, and we split the package deal bill between us. Still, I reminded her that I did not have the number 4 the Post Office, even though I invented the thing a very long time ago. She always tells me how expensive it is on their Comcast plan, 2 call the service information operator. Her mom AKS, looked up the number in some book they finally found; a personal book of numbers and they had the local Post Office listed, yo. So I called, and Long Island Highways, and Lottery Cats that meow me 2 death in 1980, just 2 or 3 months after the LOIS FOCA interaction with SCYLLA; they have an interesting telephone number, right Frank Calli-0---D-I-E, YO??????????? There is no way this is all just a coincidence, wo BRO, I am not done yet, so hold onto your stupid looking suspenders, Eddie Albert Gabor!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! God these crashing cymbals get louder by the day, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Aniwho, MC,MC, and all other non MC’s; I called and spoke my peace; and here is what the nice lady told me, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It seems the rural area of Berryville, New Jersey, formerly B4 Mountainpen and Prince, known as Hammonton, is going 2 get a mail count, interesting initials. This Mail Count is not 4 any reason I have ever heard of. The story I was given, was that all mail on local roads, will B taken first 2 the Post Office 2B counted; and then delivered. This is the wildest and strangest thing I have heard of since I invented the Post Office. Do they really think Roger is going 2 mail me something from Arizona?????????????????? I cannot think of any other reason 4 this very mysterious and strange SITUATION here, Inspector Louigee Henderson!!!!!!!!! If UR out there RC, do not mail me anything, this is 2 weird!!!!!!!!!!!! Your system is wonderful. I played 4 games today, 3 were all no signal, and the 4th one was an IN-LOW-8-STOP OUT LOW-14, with one green hit, for a 5 and a half unit profit.

Diana, I am not able 2 communicate with U in our usual way, until the repairman arrives Thursday afternoon. When he does, he is going 2 face the phone jack, insert plug down, currently with no pun intended, it faces up, right into that leak from the upstairs bathroom shit-hole, and even though this leak has been fixed; I do not trust these fucking pricks from here 2 the China Earthquakes, and the Hawaiian Volcanoes. Much later tonight, or 2 keep Don Cialoni happy from the recording studio, tomorrow night, as he used 2 say, “It won’t B tomorrow, until I go home and go 2 bed, and then get up”; I will B back on line with my big beautiful blond. Please always B around me Diana, UR my lightning, and I need U my love!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I felt that terrific strike the other day, when I was moving something; and made contact with something. How I loved my days as Benny, and messing with U, and the only thing that saddens me now, is that U never trusted me with your secrets back then, of what and WHO I was dealing with, after all; it is all just a dream, right Chris Farlowe, plans and schemes all not withstanding????? Well, she did ladies and gentlemen, as I lay on my bed dying in 1790, no this is not a typo; crash, bing, Harry Callas, and 13 bells of Sound Pressure Level, BR!!!!! No DZA did tell me at the very end when she knew my heart was just about 2 quit, and told me that I would wake up in a room in the sun, and I did in 1980, but she never explained how she was Sarah-Stacey’s cousin on the great Astral Plane, and I did not know about her at all until the end of the 20th century. Maybe this is all how and Y and what made my dad so sick 2 his stomach on the train. No uncle Snoots, I never said my poopy pop was right by telling the conductor that it was U that puked all over. I just think it was very rude of U2B saying this 2 my mom, at your shit hole mansion, at 175 Peninsula Drive, in Nebuchadnezzar-ville, New York; right in my presence, when I was just a young lad of 17; ya son of a bitch!!!!!!!!!!! But who am I but dog shit?, and UR the mighty Senior Vice President of the Chemical National Bank, the second most powerful bank on the planet at the time in ‘72. Cheer up Sam Walton, my plans R all fucked up, and that boosts this scummy economy of yours, and uncle Snooties. Nothing good lasts forever, but let me tell the world what happened when I woke from the dream where I slit my wrists. The market had gone up 1633 points that day. I know it, I was there; but by moving off of where I was exactly in the hyperspace, I re-dreamed myself into a slightly shifted locale, where the 'DOW' had finished off nearly three bucks. Hyperspaces make strange bed fellows, huh banker of Akoslem??????????????? U wouldn’t have wanted the Haddonwood property buddy, as there is a strange void field out in the lake there somewhere, that leads far away; and U don’t need 2B concerned with what this pitiful whittle retard knows about all this, ol’ buddy!!!!!!!!!!!! “Talk 2 Frank”. Yeah, I was good enough 4U back when I was 15 though, huh Victoria, U child molester!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH “I have such gorgeous hair”, do I? Well, U need 2 talk 2 Donna Gaines, and her friends; and then 2 the Wolf clan, that seems so fascinated by her last name. Jeese Louise Shannon Wallwarp Carwrecker Genlow, of December 18th of 2006!!!!! www.blogger.com/http/drunkenhive!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Almost 39 years have come and gone now Vicki, bite me bitch!!!!!!!!!!! This whole nightmare chews. I’m bookin’, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!

Y shouldn’t a dog live in a doghouse, a crazy house; or a nightmare? Well, because I never did anything 2 deserve this, and just because I am Stacey’s dog, this is just 2 keep her miserable parents happy. They banned all the dogs out of Her great city, and over the great wall into Dogtown. Read the last page of the KJV of the Holy Bible, Y would I make this shit up, BRRRR?

GOOGLE AND SWIS, AND KS-WORLD LABS OF 2299, THIS IS ALL Blahhhhhh and bleeeeeeeee and blmummmm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Copyright Michael Wayne Mountainpen-2009, and blog registered on an official registry bloggers website.

E~N~D------------T~R~A~N~S~M~I~S~S~I~O~N, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Mark or Jesse, Grammar schools in EHNJUSAESMWG in this or any other part of HS.

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• anonymous said on Apr 02, 2009....

You shrunk a bit there dalmatian, but I saw you still speak the human lingo, wow, you are telling the truth, God is 16 or at least she watches the show.

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This is YYYYYYYYYYYYY this poor dog should not live in this eternal doghouse, it is quite simple really. Let me explain things to you ladies and gentlemen:

BECAUSE IT IS UNFAIR

BECAUSE I NEVER DID ANYTHING TO DESERVE IT

BECAUSE I AM INNOCENT

BECAUSE I AM IN AGONY AND TIRED OF BEING ENDLESSLY PERSECUTED BY ALL MIGHTY SCYLLA GODDESS.

BECAUSE I AM DAMMED IF I DO AND DAMMED IF I DON'T.

GET IT YET, GOOD FOLKS???????

BEGINNING TRANSMISSION,

AND FEELING ANYTHING BUTButButButButBUTTTTTTTTTTTT REAL 'GOUUUUUUD'

MARK WAYNE M. H. MOHR

IN FACT PEOPLE, I AM AS BAD AS IT GET.

2:02 ANTE' MERIDIAN

SUNDAY MORNING

12 APRIL, 2020

FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA, ESMWG

I AM UNDER A MAJOR DAMN DEATH ATTACK!!!

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THE TORTURE AND SLOW MURDER OF MARK WAYNE MOHR BY TRUMP AND HIS MOB

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THERE IS A MAJOR DEATH SIEGE UPON ME,WORLD COURT IN THE HAGUE, ALCU, AND FBI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Hello to Easter Sunday, and this will be a day where if the poor old pathetic Mountainpen can't prove to his Blogaudians that JRSS or the JAMES REDFIELD SYNCHRONICITY SYNDROME is real and beyond absolutely incredible, then I truly need to quit, and give up, and forget about ever doing one more blog, for the rest of my miserable gash darn life; me' great folks, and yessir Microsoft, folksingers toothpaste TOO, YO YO YO YO!!!!

Here is why I am saying this, folks; and before going into it, rarely will I be doing highlights, and a whole lot of font coloration alterations, and other non-text stuff; at least until after this global pandemic nightmare is over, and my ability to get to a computer repair shop or a public library if necessary, is again back to normal, whatever the darn heck “NORMAL” really and truly is any more, me' great wonderful kind peeps!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I think that it has been well proven and established now, to anyone with half working eyes and ears and a third working brain; THAT THE VERY SAME EXACT FAWCES WHO PUT OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST TO DEATH APPROXIMATELY 1990 YEARS AGO in Jerusalem, are behind MY POST AUGUST 15, 1986 NIGHTMARE CURSE, and especially the extremely wild and humanly illogical and unexplainable paradox of complete and total utter absurd idiocy, that Morianity calls the GAMBLERS DESTRUCTION SYNDROME, and has discussed this on many prior blogs, ever since this blog-project began in 2006. Before moving on with this, that darn DEATH ANGEL is just about NON-STOP, passing me on both me' LEFT SIDE, and me' RIGHT SIDE!!!!!!!!! Sir Chester-Frank would say it far better than I ever could, great people, with his now somewhat globally famous bar utterance of, “WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”!!!!!!!

Now people, you'd think that 'SATAN', as he is biblically referenced and named, and what Mountainpen's MORIANITY calls the (M2F) and is just as ONE AND THE SAME THING as the great fifties black and white TV-show's character, (SUPERMAN and Clark Kent), WOULD NEVER EVER DO the one thing that would ultimately WIPE OUT HIS DEMONIC PLANS of injuring humanity and of course then led to the crucifixion of Jesus Christ and then following this as a direct result, the beginning of the religion called Christianity. This, according to any and all teachings of Christian Seminary, would be the quintessential MATTER & ANTI-MATTER!!!!!! So too would be allowing a human being to gain so much wisdom, by surviving an inconceivable amount of nightmare hellishness that endlessly surrounds him, AND WHO THEN MANAGES SOMEHOW TO SURVIVE IT, AND BECOME ULTIMATELY STRONGER FOR DOING SO! BUT AGAIN, these FAWCES did just that, TO ME; FROM AUGUST OF 1986, THROUGH THIS VERY PRESENT SATURDAY MORNING'S JUST PAST 6 AM QUINTESSENTIAL DEATH HARASSMENT AND COMPUTER ASSAULT, THAT TOTALLY WIPED OUT THIS COMPUTER, AND WITHOUT A MIRACLE STRAIGHT FROM ALMIGHTY PINK GODDESS (LORDESS) JEHOVAH NEECEY KRASSLE, WOULD BE JUST A PILE OF JUNK IN THE LANDFILL! The point to all of this is that just as a gambler who has a loving family and knows totally well in all logic that he will lose everything, his home, his family, his way of life, his livelihood, all of it and more is he won't stop his destructive reckless gambling habits, yet GOES RIGHT ON DAY AFTER DAY THROWING IT ALL AWAY. I suppose an alcoholic and many other similar things could all be classified into what I label the GAMBLERS DESTRUCTION SYNDROME (GDS) for short. I suppose we could even say this is the GODS if we want to make a little joke and game on them for a change, by adding in the word 'obliteration', (Gamblers Obliteration and Destruction Syndrome) [GODS]!!!!!!!!!!!! But staying with the point here, which is of utter and major consequence; I've heard it said in churches back as a very young adult man, by congregants, as well as pastors, and even on television with televangelists, and just peeps having general conversations on the boob tube concerning this very wild matter of, gee willagars yo, why would this great devil who supposedly is the second most powerful FAWCE in the cosmos right there under GOD HERSELF or ITSELF if you prefer, or say HIM if you want to; but why would this powerful and super highly intelligent being who should know better, such as that gambler or alcoholic should also know better, yet keeps doing his destructive thing and loses it all; but yes, that ultimate query of WHY-WHY-WHY-WHY would SATAN, knowing fully well that KILLING CHRIST, or having the SON OF GOD MURDERED, would lead directly to his destruction; then go ahead and DO IT????? I have for three plus decades now, wondered why this FAWCE THAT HAS WIPED OUT MY LIFE (the church's SATAN) and (my M2F), do this to me, while seeing that it only makes me get more and more onto things that THIS FAWCE ABSOLUTELY DOESN'T WANT ME TO GET ONTO, and so folks, if this is not the epitomized reflected sameness, to the world famous quest for why SATAN KILLED JESUS CHRIST, then I do not know, and never can know, JUST WHAT WOULD BE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This has bothered me in ways that no words could hope to even begin to express, for at least a quarter century now; and yet only TODAY, (EASTER-SUNDAY) for crying out loudspeakers LOUD, Sir MIGHTY MICROSOFT CORPORATIN; did I put this incredible and beyond hyper-amazing duality of all of this together!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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I was on PAGE ELEVEN, and I quickly typed in this groupation of FIVES, to avoid seeing that horrible rotten JANE FONDA, digitally represented from back in the spring time of 1993, with her eternal baseball-BRAVES-hat on, and mocking me with her ONES-CLOCK-ASSAULT that night in Atlanta, Georgia, USA, ESMWG, so HA-HA-HA-HA!!!! I hope you enjoy 20 minnina-kalpa's of DOGTOWN!!!!!!!

Yes, my survival of all of this POST AUGUST-1986-NIGHTMARE-CURSE has somehow allowed me to become unfathomably enlightened to TRUTHS of REALITY. The desire to survive and beat these HALLOWEENTOWN HALLS FAWCES OF MIZZ HOLLISTER, AND KING/CALLIO FAMILY, as well as simultaneously SEEK, AND KNOCK, AND DESIRE WISDOM AND TRUTHS, that are behind all of these wild and horrible things that have suddenly surrounded me; IS WHAT HAS ALLOWED ME TO KNOW ALL OF THE THINGS THAT I KNOW NOW UP HERE IN THIS 2020 YEAR. For anyone who's ever wondered, gee if the Mountainpen isn't a total nutcase whack-job, and this is all true, and he knows so many wild things; just how can he know all of this????? Well, NOW YOU KNOW the answer to that one. Learn at least one new thing every day, and you'll always be ahead. That was a great and wise sound bite from another one of me' COOLEY HALL educators (teachers), the illustrious Misses Mildred B. Young!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes great folks and Blogaudians, it was my SURVIVAL OF SO MUCH AGONY FOR SUCH A PROLONGED AMOUNT OF TIME THAT IS STILL AN ONGOING NIGHTMARE EVEN AS I SPEAK RIGHT NOW, ALONG WITH MY INTENSE DESIRE TO KNOW JUST WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME SINCE WHATEVER IT IS, IT IS COMPLETELY INVISIBLE AND TOTALLY UNDETECTABLE, BY ANY RATIONAL, OR LOGICAL HUMAN WORLD WAYS OF DETECTING, AND ANALYZING STUFF!!!!!!!! I was not only suffering as much as any of you if you were in a dentist chair every day for twelve hours with root canal work being performed on very sore and infected teeth in your mouths, but at the same time, was banging and banging on doors all over the world, seeking, trying to find out what is happening all around me, not being too afraid to ask any questions or do just about anything to detect and learn all that could possibly be learned, day and night, with every tick of the clock. Then before the nineteen-nineties had even ended, it became literally 24-7, as I began to learn that our sleeping and dreaming worlds are equally important and equally connected to any and every single thing around us that is a part of our so-called human real world waking life! Don't be too quick to judge me oh world. None of you would have survived my life in a million years, and I would be willing ANY DARN TIME, TO BET MAFIA BORROWED MONEY, on a double or nothing wager, that this is so, with no amount limit at all. Screw your ALLIGATORS, SIR MIKE SOFT CORP. THAT is how darn buttwipe sure I am that this is all totally real, correct, and true!!!!!!!!!

Yes, I know that the entire universe/cosmos is nothing but an ultimately advanced beyond super-high-tech computer-video-game of a sort, played literally by the GODS of the ASTRAL PLANE (Purgatory), that piece of reality that is literally in-between the zero dimensional void, and the actual starting 'BIG BANG' or birth of our cosmos. The scientists of the worlds of Quantum and Particle Physics and those who are involved in the acceleration-tunnel projects, CERN LABS and others, call this 'location' the PLANCK-TIME, after a great man of science whose name was indeed, “PLANCK”. They scoff at my wisdom of just what all of this truth is. I of course, knowing fully well that I am right, scoff right back at all of them. We all are playing the game of these GODS of the PLANCK-TIME (Purgatory) (Astral-Plane) and many other names as well, from the Bardo, the spirit world, the psychic planes, and on and on and on android0.3 NOT DON, but speaking of NOT DON or ON, I told you all how I know for a fact that the typewriter inventors were all part of this wild GASME-GODS-GAME, and this is why GAMES when I type too fast and don't check out my words for accuracy, come out as GASME, and many other things such as my original Jersey 2006-2009 blogs all talked about, such as TWO-TOW, USE-SUE, and if you examine just me' past five blog chapters, you will see some more pretty wild and clever GASME-GODS-GAMES at work in all of this, yo!!!!!! Some times I reedit, some times I retype my own 'open-office files', and then re-post the corrections, but leave prior blogs there on purpose, to show how all of these mentioned things in my incredible darn Morianity, is all so darn real, and so gash dog true, yo BRO!!!

Being “made in the image of these PURG-GODS”, we too have a huge desire for PLAYING GAMES and is why we all have and most love sports, games, the Olympics, and so on and so forth! Being made in their image is also why we have the emotions and feelings that we do. The BIBLE tells of many emotions experienced by both A-COPY, and B-COPY SSJKK (God and Jesus), and even C-COPY (the Holy Ghost), can be grieved. That is absolutely biblical, so read it, or ask your dog darn pastor if you doubt me' words. Our love of GASME-GAMES and all the stuff we gravitate towards, right down to and including our more modern era's video and computer gaming, is just like the real games only sort of dumbed way way down, or AGAIN, Biblically, like “Seeing through a darkened glass”! I know my BIBLE, and how about you, you crooked (for the most part) televangelist slime scum, who dare to use the ALMIGHTY to make your fortunes???!!!!!!

I now will give my blogging audience this following darn CAVET or (warning), in more of a modern day verbiage translation!!!!! If 5 days and nights go by without my POSTING A BLOG AT THE BLOGGER-GOOGLE WEB-SITE, I have been silenced by BLACK HAT HACKERS WHO HAVE WIPED OUT ME' COMPUTER, and will be off-line until the ending of this NIGHTMARE GLOBAL PANDEMIC HEALTH CRISIS. As you all know, it was a miracle that I got up and running after the 6 AM assault on me and this computer, MY LEGAL PROPERTY!!!!!!!!! Crimes as you know, against me, DO NOT EVER GET PROPERLY PUNISHED BY MY ENEMY AUTHORITY PEEPS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I no longer have any love nor respect for any authority as a result. I will obey, but I will no longer respect any of it, ever again. WHY THE DARN 'EF' SHOULD I, for crying out loudspeakers-LOUD, YO BREEEEEEEEE????? So until the end of this health crisis comes, public libraries and internet cafes are all closed down as you all know, as are any and all local computer repair shops. So if I get my FIRST AMMENDMENT RIGHTS VIOLATED AGAIN and without higher plane remedy; and five days and nights pass without a blog from the Mountainpen; then you will know that until the crisis is over, so are me' doggone blogs, me' great Blogaudians!!!!!!!

So here is what was done to me: I was correcting a previous blog's misspellings and other errors, and adding colors and highlights, and suddenly I was struck super darn hard by the MILITUFORCE BLACK HAT HACKER GROUPATION. They gave me a BRAND NEW HACK that I'll now call and label as the (IMMOVABLE-HIGHLIGHT-HACK), or for a shortened abbreviation, the (IH-HACK). All of a sudden, some of the highlighted text on my document would not go away no matter what I did. If some of it did eventually go off, it was instantaneously replaced with another area close by, that picked it up. Here is a quick example, only it was only as highlighted as a normal area gets when we highlight it with our mouse or whatever newer tech way they do it.

I'm so very happy for you, pales of fish so fresh and new, let me ask you really nicely can you spare us just a few. SUDDENLY, when I attempted to change a color in a certain grouping of words, a section close by would highlight up, and would not go away no matter what I would try and do. Now, just as with what happened yesterday morning, when I finally did make the area go back to normal, then another area would become infected by their hacking-virus, such as in the example now:

I'm so very happy for you, pales of fish so fresh and new, let me ask you really nicely can you spare us just a few. SUDDENLY, when I attempted to change a color in a certain grouping of words, a section close by would highlight up, and would not go away no matter what I would try and do. Now, just as with what happened yesterday morning, when I finally did make the area go back to normal, then another area would become infected by their hacking-virus, such as in the example now:

Then folks, after about two minutes of trying to get out of the hack and without success, I even tried to bring up a new file, and the very same infection was on my master system of typing in a file name to make a particular job come onto the system. The only thing I could do then was to manually shut down as I do in many cases of a MAJOR HACK AND A MAJOR CIVIL RIGHTS VIOLATION AND SEVERE ELDER ABUSE ON ME. When I reopened the computer or rebooted as peeps in the industry say, I went to input me' PASSWORD, and it came up saying invalid, and would not allow me to get back into me' own computer. I tried and tried for five minutes or so, and no darn dice. I then unplugged the entire system and modem and everything for five minutes. Still, no dice. I tried it again for a little bit longer, and then when it came on, and before the password request screen came on, instead of using me' “ENTER-KEY” to reboot the WINDOWS-7 system, I let the auto-counter just tick away by itself that manually will turn it all back on after 30 seconds. Fearing that the hack could be in my ENTER-KEY, I did not use it after typing in me' password, but rather, I used me' darn mouse, and I clicked the tiny little box to the right of the password box. POOF, I was BACK IN!!!!! I have naut shut off me' system since. I allow it to go into the 'SLEEPER-MODE', and the only way to bring it on again is to hit the ENTER KEY, and it works. This has not worked for five or six years, so I know the HACK IS SOMEHOW IN ME' DARN ENTER-KEY. But as soon as I get another involuntary computer update screen where the system goes through new updates; it will require the password again, so I give the caveat to my Blogaudians that if I am not up on a blog for 120 hours, then look for me when the Corona-Virus crap is all over an done with, and naut before. Also, there is another possibility besides an update that will cause me to need to use a password, and this is an electrical outage or interruption, black or brown out. As soon as this pandemic junk ends, I intend to go to a geek store and have my password system removed. I never use financial stuff on the machine, so I don't need a password. If someone does something, what else is new? My entire adult and even kid life is one long never ending grouping of major and nasty criminality being done against me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I must stop the blog now for an hour TV break, so I can enjoy a great old nineteen-sixties show that the great “ME-TV” airs at 4 in the morning on Sunday's, called, “The Time Tunnel” with that awesome lovely Mizz Lee Meriwether. I am NAUT misspelling her name, as she plays the role of that beyond white hot gorgeous 'ANN' on the show, and Mike Soft and his Hellwrecker-Spellchecker is of no help in spelling her name, as most unusual or rare surnames are not within the dictionary systems of most word processing programs!!!!!!!!!!! I'll be 'bacccchk' shortly, oh Governor Arnie Muscles, so pweeeeeze do naut TERMINATE ME, YO!!!!!!!!! TANX, and a great big huge gargantuan “BOOOOOOOM”! And now me' great awesome peeps out there 'somewhere', and to quote lovely non-Dawn-Marie King or EVIL-CHUCKIE here yo; “I'm BACK”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Great show, as always. It brings back a lot of memories about the following orbital time for good old Comet-H and my lovely 1986 year. OH BOY, mom!!!!!

Now let us move on and finish up this whittle darn blog, folksingers and yessir Mike Soft, folksingers toothpaste TOO!!!!!!!!

It is beyond major obvious to me, that both my Atlantic City ENEMIES, as well as (ICPE-APE-TECH) parallel event, and proving all of me' claims concerning the endless nightmarish connections with the DOW JONES STOCK MARKET, DONALD JOHN TRUMP, AND MYSELF, EVER SINCE THE NINETEEN-EIGHTIES; all being real and true, and absolutely indisputable; will cause me every single time I really go to town on blogs and attempt to prove these things with most recent current event 'happenings', with or without any 1969 assists from the great Sir Mister Count Von Marcucci of the Shaver-Cuts-Club of all non-Roseann Delaney's EVERYWHERE; that there will be a never missed, and extremely dependable “RONALD REAGAN” IMMEDIATE-COUNTER-ATTACK, and major PUNISHMENT for the Mountainpen which is of course, another perfect example of Clark Kent and SUPERMAN!!!!!!!!!!!!! The MILITUFORCE won't permit me to keep taking advantage of PERFECT SITUATIONS that come along about as rarely, OR ALMOST as rarely, as Haley's darn Comet; where circumstances in the life of Planet Earth, will be absolutely favorable for proving my claims; NAUT WITHOUT THEM GIVING ME A MAJOR KNEE JERK REACTION COUNTER-STRIKE ANIWHO, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO! Dennis Snyder wouldn't be able to say his famous lines any better if you gave him a plate of steroids and a billion dollars cash money for doing so, “And that's just reality, son”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I won't lie. I waited about eight years and it was somewhere in the early summer time in the year of 2012, and I remember clearly as a clanging church-bell, thinking one day to me'self, “I am going to wait for a really totally perfect day and time where stuff in the world is going on where I can absolutely prove that the stock market has done just what I claim that it has ever since 1986, and then I'll do a MAJOR MAJOR BUNCH OF BLOGS about it all!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Screw your darn rotten ALLIGATORS, Mister Microsoft!!!!!!!!!! That annoying DEATH-ANGEL is passing me NON-STOP, all day, all night, sometimes even while sleeping and waking me up, and this has been extra bad since the ending days in 2019, but as 2020 came in and got more and more into the late winter and then the spring time, like WOW, as the kids would put it, yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is totally darn WEEDEEKAWUSS, lovely 'Katy Fightsongs' of 1997, before you became the great and wonderful KP and always acted like you wanted to knock my lights out up there in Abseacon near your great wonderful Uncle Admiral's FAA-Technical Center in the neighboring town of Pomona, just west of the DQ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEE oh wonderful Sir Chester-Frank, and mighty 'Shoeknockeroutter' toothpaste TOO, yo!!!!!! Yessir world, I waited for a long EIGHT DARN YEARS, and then IT HAPPENED, and I began shouting out about it just last darn week, did I NAUT, MIZZ LOVELY AT&T BLAKE from good old 1983??????????????? I feel that I have MADE ME' CASE, and shown you all just how real what I have claimed all darn along, truly is, yo yo yo yo BRAHHHH!!!! And yessir world, I HAVE BEEN AS YOU ALSO ALL KNOW BY NOW, EXTREMELY PUNISHED AS A RESULT, WITH ALL OF THIS INCREDIBLE ILLEGAL ELDER ABUSE AND HARASSING PERSECUTION FROM THIS CRIMINAL EVIL DISEASED MILITUFORCE (M2F)!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh yes, on the great CNN, I was watching some very trustworthy reports telling how Trump after making his trip to JAPAN a short while back, was all tantrum'd out and throwing a four year old hyper-fit, about the so-called “crashing stock market”. That is all he ever cares about, and it is also ALL THAT HE EVER HAS CARED ABOUT SINCE THIS NIGHTMARE WITH HIM, AND PARALLEL EVENT, AND MY DEATH PERSECUTION, ALL GOT STARTED IN THE DARN NINETEEN-EIGHTIES, YO YO YO YO YO YO ME' BRO!!!!!!! If it takes me 700 darn butt-wiping years, I am going to get my TRUE STORY BELIEVED BY THIS ENTIRE EARTH-PLANET YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO BREEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!

Yes folks, and Microsoft darn folksingers and toothpaste's as well; ALL ALONG SINCE THE SIXTIES, AND SEVENTIES, AND EIGHTIES; lovely and incredible awesome Patricia Bitethroat Hollister Howard has been some kind of a major hub in all of these things. She, unlike Paula King or Sarah Callio of eastern-No Joysey, is the real and true WITCH OF ATLANTIC CITY, NJUSAESMWG. I told a little bit about “the witch from Atlantic City” to quote me'self from the summer time of 1980, to the dude I now refer to as JOE, the “MAFCO electrician”, at the famous Jefferson Street Mac-Andrews & Forbes Company, in Camden, NJUSAESMWG, while I was working as a security guard there, contracted by the world famous WELLS FARGO SECURITY COMPANY, the very same security company that we've all seen in the western movies where robbed stage coaches were involved. But at those times where I was telling electrician JOE about THE WITCH from AC-NJ, I was naut thinking of lovely PATTY HHH, but rather, SARAH from AC-NJ! Keeping things totally honest and BOB SCHLEIGH 'REAL' heredahelda and HERE folksingers and FOLKS; all I knew for sure back in those times, was that some force somewhere was definitely screwing with me, and already had robbed me from a large chunk of my human life in present persona of the blown out from Purgatory's realm into this STM of 5^th dimensional hyperspace. Now as I stated recently, I am sure that many of my wild dreaming-interactions from these 1980 days, including the goddess PAULA singing that 'LOIS-FOCA' song to me, at the outside area of Frailenger's Salt Water Taffy Store on 10-SC Avenue, to Gawky Gaukauk the magical ASTRAL BLACK PANTHER CAT that has absolutely nothing whatsoever to do with the ALLSTATE INSURANCE, or great African-American leaders of the past, and Mister “PHONY-VOICE” Denzell Washington, but rather, it had very much to do with my practice from time to time, of the mighty Astral World's spirit-travel meditation handbook-instructional manual, known as the “FASCITAR”!!!!!!!!!!!!! Just like the famous sixties drug, LSD; people can get all kinds of AFTER-EFFECTS from using both that drug as well as that exact method of physical plane meditation, when those precise instructions for practicing this spirit travel stuff is performed. In real honest candor and truth peeps, perfect practice of this meditation will bring people who use this to practically the exact same and similar situation as an LSD taker would have. The only difference is that you CANNOT, AT LEAST IN THE YEAR OF 2020, BE BUSTED OR GET A CRIMINAL RECORD for doing it, as it is not against any laws of this time period. Who knows about the photon-projection, as far as the photon memory, well, we all have heard the tales of the many witch trials and witch burnings. But right now in the present times, well, use it at your own risk folks as there are no guarantees to how your life may become effected by doing it on a regular basis, and I never told anyone that it was as safe as a sleeping babe in a mother's arms. I don't lie or tell stories, unlike the 45^th President of this nation!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I have indeed used FASCITAR many times, and sometimes I even used the I-CHING in the very same way that it was used in that fictional television soap show of the sixties, “DARK SHADOWS”. These things ARE QUITE REAL, at least they were very real for me when I screwed around with both of them, and that, I'll swear in a court of law, any time, and anywhere, yo BRAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But people, remember thissssssss and remember it good, yo; PATTY HHH was no ordinary person. She did things that normal peeps do not do like talk to dead people on a regular basis, chant, do Wiccan practices, eat strange foods, and organize things to happen, at least IMHO, that would have major reasons for her wanting them to happen but to happen without any trace or proofs that she had anything to do with it, and of course, I thinkwe all know what is being discussed here and that is, two things for the really smart peeps; one, my getting the information for using FASCITAR, and two, secretly having our daughter with me as well as keeping the masses of this world ignorant to the true facts behind it all. Those not willing to be open minded right away love to laugh at me and say, “Hey Mark you darn bone head, you're lying because you're white”. Well, I have told the story of why my dad at the tender age of sixteen years, abruptly left his home in Toledo, Ohio, and joined the Merchant Marines, after learning of his heritage on his REAL father's side. This information would have been forever lost if not for something huge and something that I have yet to get into even after these fourteen plus years of blogging some way out there stuff to this world, yo BRRRRRRR!!! And just as John Denver didn't buy the RED SEA, oh SSJKK, I don't buy that darn hairbrush being swiped by that trained seagull that day in Atlantic City, right there at the area of my kid's conception, not a dozen yards to the south of the precise spot where lovely PHHH had her way with me when I was fourteen and a half years old, yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW, and a great big huge WONDERFUL OPRAH WINFREY TOOthpaste TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

There are quite a lot of things that I haven't told, if anyone can believe that to be possible after reading most or all of the things I've posted during the past fourteen and a quarter years on these blogs now. Some of these things may just be around the corner for me to begin getting into with the world of the public domain. Much of it connects SOUND AND VOICES, and also how our mighty and deranged power-monger President Trump was also so fascinated by these very same things while growing up with his parents in Queens, NYUSAESMWG, and then right into his adult life too, just as with me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now does lovely PHHH fit into that amazing mess too??? You can bet your sweet butt it does, lovely AMY Madigan Cornfields All-dreams, from late in the nineteen-eighties!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! In fact, it all connects into COOLEY HALL, Bruce Alan Pennock, Bob McDowell, tape recorders, Patty, Paula, Melanie, and even Julia White herself. But it is all connected into many things beyond just this, such as why exactly my parents were DESTINED TO MEET at the Philadelphia Naval Shipyard just to the south of the Walt Whitman Bridge, where my dad, and the great Professor Einstein, were all a part of a very wild and militarily denied experiment, and while my dad was dating my mom while she was employed at the great, and yes absolutely world famous and renown LAVINO SHIPPING COMPANY, that became a very active and powerful part of the great WORLD WAR ll WAR EFFORT. I can go on an don and on here, and no, you hacked out junk GASME-GODS-GAMERS, not 'on an don an don', yo yo yo yo yo!!!!!!!!!!!!

Every single part of life, when reexamined in that magical kingdom called “the land of HINDSIGHT”, will always display truths that can never ever pop into our conscious mental awareness while we actually are living through the events in real-time. That is a truth because that is literally a 7^th dimensional law or what Morianity has labeled in these blogs, 'THE BOM', as “LAWTRONICS”! You cannot escape the Lawtron. You will defy gravity first.

THE END, AND SMELLING REALLY ROTTEN!!!

BEGINNING TRANSMISSION,

AND FEELING ANYTHING BUTButButButButBUTTTTTTTTTTTT REAL 'GOUUUUUUD'

4:10 ANTE' MERIDIAN

SATURDAY MORNING

11 APRIL, 2020

FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA, ESMWG

I'M UNDER A MAJOR DAMN ATTACK!

THE BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN

© 2006-2020 MARK WAYNE MOHR

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ® THE 'BOM'

THE TORTURE AND SLOW MURDER OF MARK WAYNE MOHR BY TRUMP AND HIS MOB

CHAPTER 62

MAJOR DEATH SIEGE ON ME!

MORIANITY FOR MILLENNIUM 3

SO WHO IS TRYING TO SEND ME A MESSAGE WITH MY THROAT BEING CHOCKED ON MY BLOG PHOTO; OH GREAT FBI, YO?????????

YOU WON'T FIND THIS ON THE POSTED BLOGS PEEPS, AS IT IS ONLY SHOWING UP ON MY OWN OPEN-OFFICE FILES.

The Continuation of "The Epitome of Harassment"

MOUNTAINPEN'S LUNAR PHASES CHART:

SATURDAY, APRIL 11, 2020

CURRENT PHASE IS:

WANING GIBBOUS 4:6

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WOW do I hear Mortimer Mortino every day around a hundred times now. We all know why of course. Gee willagars! Here comes my favorite damn hack, that good old trustworthy (`~HACK). WEEEEEEEEEEEE and yes lovely Dairy Queen 1997 Katy, totally and absofuckinglutely WEEDEEKAWUSS, ludicrous, and totally beyond absurd!!!!!!!!!!

My Comcast Cable froze up last night while watching the L&O TV-show on the Sundance HD-CHANNEL. I had to reboot and also have the system remove the hacked-errors on my cable modem box. After that, it returned to normal ops. Another big ass WEEEEEEEEEE for the great Sir Shoeknockeroutter Chester-Frank from NO JOYSEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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They call this a CHRISTIAN country, but they don't shut the markets down ON EASTER MONDAY. If OUR LORD was here, I am sure he would toss some tables over and shout out, “You hypocrites”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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