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I am under a horrible mother fucking DEMONIC ASSAULT. I can speak as old fucking fashioned as the next rennasaince man out here. It's all the exact same mother fucking thing yo. It's quarter past two on this cunt eating wednesday drizzly cool afternoon, at least the weather is nice, for me anyway. All machines endlessly and perpetually malfunction around me and using the new age cellphones with no human world contact is real hell when you're under this fucking HUNTINGTON CURSE. You cannot get through to peeps or answer surveys or do anything when the other machine won't hear and recognize the digits you press, and this has been my problem for so long it is not worth going fucking cunt eating into it folks. Even voice won't work when whatever is being done to me is being done to me, DMK mahm and oh Latengrate. Do any of you out here weelwee wanna' tell me that if this was happening to you for endless decades of time that you would not begin to wonder just what is going on? Tell me that you would not start to wonder if invisible shit, be it demons, type3-exploratrons, whatever, were not surrounding you, and making your life a living endless hell, and with A PURPOSE??? Something is endlessly stopping shit from working around me, and stopping my entire life from working or even being worth living at cunt huffing all, kind peeps out here. On top of this I was assaulted when I left the library here yesterday. Some scum bag prick dude on a MC (motor cycle) was right at my car and when I left, my idiot light did not go off after I was driving away that normally does. So I drove to an Advance Autoparts Store and had the employee put the brain scan machine on my car and it came up as "EVAP" short for an evaporation problem, meaning most likely that I will need eventually to buy a new gas cap, money I do not have, and right now it drives fine and merely is fucking annoying. I will put electrical tape over the damn thing and ignore it. I am now two stright back to back fucking botbars with 6 bots on the month out of 19 days, you do the math. My pre end of fucking cunt July magnetics are shot to hell and I see no way back to fucking cunt eating better days. I of course said that on my blogs when having to endure that stupid song played for a long time during early covid days and I laughed at all of you and said, what better fucking ass days, you goddamn fucking total asswipes, yo? At least the song stopped after that, and the world knew that I was right, well, Mark the fucking cunt PROPHET OF NOTHING WAS RIGHT, AGAIN, AS I WAS IN 1988, huh Copyright Office?????? ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ My mother was a real fucking trip. She got me into lots of trouble with RPL CO-WORKER MIZZ MASHELL DANIELS back in the summer of 1980. Her Hollywood hubby is a whole other story and something weird was going on in their family late last year as in December for absolutely no cunt huffing good reason I went to sleep one night and his son or someone who took his dad's bizz over, was in my trailer and helping me find a cassette tape, and my mom was living there with me in this major weird and unpleasant fucking interaction. Lots of shit went down, Mister RPL JOE SIVO, and then as 2022 came in, the place began mirror imaging the wild dreaming interaction me' peeps out here, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!! Like Stacey-MACY-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW!!!!!!!!! Where RU 2000-TD BANK AD SPOTS when I need you, huh Paula King Gypsy Dark Shadows bizarre connections? My mom was off the charts with her predjudices and her back century concepts that she insisted were so goddamn perfectly correct and up to date. She told me that she did not care about ever being a grand parent. She also told me all throughout the goddamn nineties that I would not want my daughter to behave the way I do, and I would keep saying to her every time, "What daughter", and she just smiled, right L&O Carol Anderton Billionaire Powerful-Person? Oh Mark, how would you like it if your daughter said that or how would you like it if your daughter did this, over and over again, all throughout the goddamn mother fucking nineties I was forced to endure that whacky behavior, only IT WASN'T SO WHACKEY, WAS IT WORLD, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO???????????? __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Diana was real fucking good to me yesterday, coming around all day and night long at my residence. Her lightning was beyond beautiful and I even felt a tingle when I waved to her out on me' front porch. I never saw her this friendly, well, I have but it is rare, all great Walnart stores and 2015 years EVERYWHERE out there on the great photon wall, with or without any fucking hi-tech retracers, yo yo yo yo, nut job AMC Dock Hayden!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 27-33, Tesla and his dying days at his great Manhattan hotel suite number 2733 on the great 27th floor, huh world? Diana came to me in an early 1984 dream and told me that "Number 27 is my number little boy", and as she said this to me, she came right through the Golden Nugget Casino-Hotel ceiling and crashed right exactly through the number 27 on the roulette layout where I was playing the game in that beyond outlandish and wild mother fucking dream, oh world out here, yo yo yo yo yo yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I did naut know one damn thing Admiral Spock of whale-daughtersville at that time, about Mister Nicky Tesla or his number 27 deal. I was absolutely fucking cunt huffing CLUELESS. About a dozen years later came another numbers-dream from the great ELECTRON. She told me that there are really only two functions in mathematics, and that subtraction and division are merely inversions of these true functions, ADDITION and MULTIPLICATION. She said to take the great third and fourth number digits of '3' and '4', and add them and multiply them, and then put them in that same category and rinse and repeat. So now we started at 3-4 and we have 7-12, and so repeating that process again and we get 19-84. Then she giggled at me for a solid minute and then I woke up to my life in Somerdale, NJUSAESMWG in the middle nineties and during my great awesome fucking search for an Atlantic City-Trenton, NJ-USA GHOST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That is what SARAH was, an ASTRAL PROJECTION, the actual lady was in her mother fucking middle seventies for crissake and was in her shop that Misses Estelle Bassler kept insisting was a HOTEL, and also insisting that it was on the other side of the street, the southside, and it was naut. It was on the north side, and I know and I was there, and I remember. I'm the one who first begun, and power tests for me are fun, and I'll tell you what makes me think my musical works will survive and be time capsule protected for the future, oh Mizz lovely yellowsheets copyright examiner, mahm. I paid a fee for that service, and I just assumed that it was your damn job to update formats should the tech change with the passing of time. What am paying the fees for for crying out fucking loud, yo? Now I know that you all put my family's story together long B4I ever did and if you were naut afraid of losing your damn ED GREEN JOBS, you would have told me. I know this as I was told this by someone IN GOVERNMENT, and I do naut DARE 2 TELL WHO THIS IS, but a lot of peeps would go fucking cunt WOWZY-WOWZY-WOW-WOW-WOW and without any nippy nigh nigh Georges in L&O Central Park or any damn ass portarician parades, yo yo yo yo yo yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Folks, I'm so fucking cunt far away from being a TYPE-3-EXPLORATRON (T-3-E) that the distance could indeed be measured in LM (Light-Mellinniah) yo BRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I won't mother fucking bullshit any of you about it. I only tell truths, the truth of where I am so far in my research to find out the truths of everything, the truths of me' baby-mama PHHH, and the truths about just who is illegally using tricks and sub-con to make shit happen against other innocent people's wills. What DAVID-MAGIC-BOY did earlier this century WAS ILLEGAL. He could have resurfaced many memories that later on came flooding into my lower conscious mind as a result of what this fucking prick did, and I would LIKE TO FUCKING SOO!!!!!!!!!!!!! Then comes an older blog where I said SUE spelled wrong but I typed it, and it comes out USE, sort of bwings back lots of fucking HUUUUUUUUGE-ASS memories of Eddie Lynch Himacane and me' fucking days back in 'Jawsey', huh Mister HLS KEAN Sir? Thank U4 that wonderful letter you sent me in early 1984. You are a hell of a cool dude, and even though Dave Roth did not like you for whatever reason, and he was from the grand ol' puky-party, I did like yo, and I thought that you really truly were a great New Jersey governor, yo yo yo yo yo yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But back in those times, I got a great respect for what my enemies could do with both MACHINES as well as ME OWN MIND, as this started up again here in Florida, and vely recently too, right peeps, yo? Also my mind slips and I realize I speak Astrally in Olympia Province Lingo as I read back me' words and see that I am actually speaking in AFTERLIFE terminology sometimes folks, so sahwee yo yo yo yo yo yo yo BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Magnetic percentages are no fucking joke peeps. Properly applied against a person, by evil forces and evil persons, this can totally wreck and ruin entire lives. It is as great a power as APPLIED PARALLEL EVENT, OR 'APE' for short. For example as I moved out of my TEENS and into my TWENTIES, all hell broke loose on me' 20th BD while I was living at DELLWAY ARMS Apartments and my life was destroyed forever, asthis was the very first day out of me' mother fucking teens, and I was obliterated and absolutely fucking destroyed. I was at the world famous New Jersey Moorestown Mall, STRANDED and totally fucked, and was influenced by FAWCES & PUKER-POWERS out there, to do a weelwee fucking cunt stupid thing, and yes, it was naut that difficult to screw with an empty vessel ignorant fucking whittle twenty year old snot nose!!!!!!!! I won't get into the details right now but the story has been told over the past 16+ years of these whittle bwogs, me' kind folks, and Sir Jason McGuire Mister Patrick of Dark Shadows, with or without any goddamn baby-momas or birthdays, or due dates! People, THERE TWUWEE ARE NO REAL COINCIDENCES, I swear the astral gods this is fucking true, yo BRAH! But using Magnetic percentages intentionally against a person to wipe them out goes beyond fucking unconscionable and some karma believers tell me, "Well Mark, don't you think you deserve all this shit, as after fucking all, you did kill millions of people a while ago"? I answer back with this mother fucking HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE-ASS chime in with, "I am not Adolf Hitler. I am Mark Wayne Mohr, and I am not going to take the blame for something that an entirely other fucking person did"!!!!!!!!!!! BUTTTTT, big ass BUTT folks, if indeed evil shits out here with great power now in these present times, can use these tricks to injure others, I may be the one hurt today, but who is to honestly fucking say that tomorrow it will naut be either you or maybe some sweet person that is near and dear to you, yo? Using shit like ICPE-APE and MP, and in conjunction and league with each other to boot, is beyond fucking cunt monstrous, it is unforgivable and I believe it is the biblically unpardonable sin when it is misused by those who do indeed know exactly what they're doing, such as Mister Winn and Mister Trump, and I know it is them, and I know this evil trilogy PE is still a nightmare monster that they make me suffer fucking with to this vely day, Mister Scwartz Latengrate from TWC, kind sir!!!!!!!!!! Another cosmic clue is ice hockey, and for at least two reasons that I fully know quite well that the majority of this viewership needs nothing that I say right now to remind them of this. Yessir world, I know I'm still mother fucking suffering with this endless nightmare PARALLEL EVENT-PHILLIES-FLYERS, DOW JONES, and I know I'll be carrying it to the grave with me, and I also know that a price will be paid, and these peeps are headed straight for mother fucking hellfire (DOGTOWN). Yeah, we can mow it if we can find a goddamn lawn mower anywhere around there, huh CIA? Well, we all know there is no fucking lawn mower anywhere in DOGTOWN, and you do not have the smallest clue regarding the hellishness you'll be facing for what you're doing to pathetic innocnet mother fucking whittle pitiful me, BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We all know these things are real and anyone can computer generate numbers and wait for powerful parallel events to show up and see what I mean about applying this powerful tool against a casino-roulette game, and then the magnetic percentage system. Try it just once on an enemy, you will find a way if you are real smart. Don't fuck with them any old time, wait for FIRST'S, like the first of a month first of a year, first time they have to do a new job, and on and we can go. But don't let these special tricks go to your head as I am positive that using this on the Chrichton Disney Mortal World, or the 'CDMW' for a shortened abbreviation here, IS THE 'UNFORGIVABLE SIN OF CHRISTIANITY'. Hey, I can be wrong, but I weelwee fucking feel this in the marrow of me' bones, Mister McGuire, all Mister McGuires, and then let us not even start on names of the 'DS' Soap Show and their endless connections with my Atlantic City nightmare fwolks down there, yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well, all Desert Storms and Desert Shields, and zillions of multiple universe ativan conversations notwithstanding here lassies and lads out there, we can go on endlessly, can we NAUT, MISS A&T BLAKE OF 1983???????????? Hey, if we start with a small push, a car can begin to slide down the smallest graduated slope and then fall mercilessly down off of a huge cliff and end up exploding like a dangerous powerful bomb. Do not underestimate magnetic percentages applied, and never ever ever never, Mizz Motown, underestimate Intentionally Created Parallel Events, or 123 or 713 codes, like WO WO WO lovely 1994 cerial girl on NICK@NITE's Block Party Summer. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, Sir Frank. SOOOOOOOOOOO Mister Crane, are we starting to see just why Paul wanted me to call him Chester? I sure can yo. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________ MAGNESONIC, you know what to do and you know when to do it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! _____________________________________________________________________________________________________ Now two weeks ago my nabe and I ran into each other as she has been living at the far side of my park and I did not see her for a while. She told me to get a smart phone so apps can be downloaded, only I let her know that I needed to do this as my old flip phone won't download apps and I need to activate an XFINITY system with a downloaded APP. The phone has not come in the mail system yet and the company is impossible to reach. Even if I do not need to use access codes, I still cannot make the press this and that bullshit operate and endlessly keep getting disconncted. She said she will help me and yet, she tells me to order the new phone while all the time knows she is going to be away for two weeks. Now why would anyone do things such as this? Only my HUNTINGTON FUCKING CURSE is a good explanation, as nothing else makes one damn ass bit of sense, and we all know it just as sure as we all know that our noses are sticking mother fucking out in front of our goddamn faces, yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If anyone has a great mortal world explanation for my endless crazy bullshit, please let me know, yo. There is none. This lady is always nice to me, and there is no reason for this to have ocurred, naut fucking cunt one reason. Knowing she would be away for two weeks, knowing I cannot work any of this shit and am technologically totally mother fucking challenged, and yet she does this to me. And as I said, she likes me and is a friend Mizz Blake, NAUT AN ENEMY, so go figure huh world? And thank you for these nice time extentions here, oh wonderful SLC Library of FLUSAESMWG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yessir, I will naut forget a late 70's statement that was made to me by Mister James DIE-DIE-DIE Burr, regarding "SATAN changing the rules". and how no one is ever able to beat an entity who while it has us smack dab in the center of a basketbball game, suddenly is able to cause a SWITCH, and you then instantly find yourself on a football field and in the middle of a totally different game. Let us naut get all esoteric here and keep this real down to Earth. I challenge one mother fucking cock sucking reader of this blog on this green-brown earth, to tell me what is weelwee twuwee going on. I have better mother fucking shit to do with me' life than endlessly suffer with all of this goddamn horse shit on rhy bread at light speed squared! My mother did not say and do these things for no reason, and Patty did not use sub-con tricks on her for no reason to get me into using these powerful awesome esoteric things. There was a plan to all of this, and I do naut believe it started in the nineteen-sixties. I know thgat it began 3,000 years ago. and with or without those magical young huns and their tear drops, oh King David, I have no damn ass desire to live on and on, naut like this, so tank you for all these fucking post 90's poliytical correctness laws that slowly began altering my deviant behavior patterns. Hey world, every mother fucking thing I talk about, if you trudge through those mighty words of scripture, I am naut making up ANY OF THIS DAMN SHIT ME' PEOPLE OUT HERE, NAUT ONE DAMN ASS WHITTLE BIT, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! All I will tell you now is that my message to a wonderful ex-Cali Guv for right now is i am terminating for today sir, and I will B-BAUUUCCCHHHKKKKKKKKKK kind friend, yo!!!!! _____________________________________________________________________________________________________