THE MORIANITY PROJECT
GLOBAL ENLIGHTENMENT 4 MILLENNIUM 4
Proving the Mountainpen Futility Syndrome
4:23 PM, Thursday, August 31, 2023
MOUNTAINPEN'S LUNAR CALENDAR:
THURSDAY, AUGUST 31, 2023---JWSC-THU-11-254
CURRENT PHASE IS: WANING GIBBOUS 1:6
N.M. WXC1 WXC2 WXC3 WXC4 WXC5 WXC6 WXC7 F.Q. WXG1 WXG2 WXG3 WXG4 WXG5 F.M. WNG1 WNG2 WNG3 WNG4 WNG5 WNG6 L.Q. WNC1 WNC2 WNC3 WNC4 WNC5 WNC6 WNC7 N.M.
WANING CRESCENT------(W-N-C)
WANING GIBBOUS--------(W-N-G)
WAXING CRESCENT------(W-X-C)
WAXING GIBBOUS---------(W-X-G)
I wish 2 express my sincerest appreciation 2 the 'extras of my Blogaudians' recently, as it does seem a lot more worthwhile when a blogger feels just a wee tad bit more appreciated whether he or she is being, 4 the most part, agreed with or even disagreed with; as that indeed is the American way, is it naught, oh lovely weerlld and lovely Mizz 1983 AT&T Blake? Let us now move, or push on!
I will now update my most recent MP4B magnetic percentages for botbar days, for both the current month and final day therein, as well as the entire 2023 year, and then after that; we will begin our somewhat relatively short chapter, and it will say some amazing things 2-U, if U just make a feeble attempt that is peeps, 2 put yourself into my darn shoes, taking stuff from your own personal lives and then trying at least 2 apply what I say 2-U here, with those things that R surrounding your own personal realities. I think that if U-R willing 2 give this a truly fair shake, U may just find it all quite gol-dern amazing, 2 the ninth power!
MAGNETIC PERCENTAGES CHARTS IN 2023
2023 ANNUAL MAGNETIC PERCENTAGE FOR BOTBAR:
DATE----DAY #----BOTBARS----MP4B
8/10------222-------62----------------------28---X---5
8/11------223-------62----------------------28---X---6
8/12------224-------62----------------------28---X---7
8/13------225-------62----------------------28---X---8
8/14------226-------63----------------------28---X---9
8/15------227-------64--------------------28---X---10
8/16------228-------65----------------------29---X---1
8/17------229-------66----------------------29---X---2
8/18------230-------67----------------------29---X---3
8/19------231-------67----------------------29---X---4
8/20------232-------68----------------------29---X---5
8/21------233-------68----------------------29---X---6
8/22------234-------67----------------------29---X---7
8/23------235-------68----------------------29---X---8
8/24------236-------68----------------------29---X---9
8/25------237-------68--------------------29---X---10
8/26------238-------68--------------------29---X---11
8/27------239-------69--------------------29---X---12
8/28------240-------70--------------------29---X---13
8/29------241-------70--------------------29---X---14
8/30------242-------70--------------------29---X---15
MONTH 8 AUGUST MAGNETIC PERCENTAGE FOR BOTBAR:
DATE----DAY #----BOTBARS----MP4B
8/10-------10-----0-----------------------0
8/11-------11-----0-----------------------0
8/12-------12-----0-----------------------0
8/13-------13-----0-----------------------0
8/14-------14-----1-----------------------7
8/15-------15-----2----------------------13
8/16-------16-----3----------------------19
8/17-------17-----4----------------------24
8/18-------18-----5----------------------28
8/19-------19-----5----------------------26
8/20-------20-----6----------------------30
8/21-------21-----6----------------------29
8/22-------22-----6----------------------27
8/23-------23-----6----------------------26
8/24-------24-----6----------------------25
8/25-------25-----6----------------------24
8/26-------26-----6----------------------23
8/27-------27-----7----------------------26
8/28-------28-----8----------------------29
8/29-------29-----8----------------------28
8/30-------30-----6----------------------23
As stated back in my blogs from Jenny P's trailer park of Mullica, NJUSAESMWG, in March somewhere back in that wild crazy year of 2007; and now reiterated through the process of computer word process program cut and pasting or CAPPING, as I shorten that into, “Statistical math is science, and as Ed Green on LAW AND ORDER says, “U can’t even argue with that”. So, thanks 2 my parallel event nightmare that the evil BRIGGER CULT is behind, my doom is fate-sealed”. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Mister Arthur Crane sir, “WOW-THAT”, and a great big sloppy fat Sir Chester-Frank non Bob-George Piquet Security 1978 Company, “WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”!!!!!!!! All that needs B said now folks, is it is time 2 march this onward and tell U the mind busting pernt 4 today's Whittle-Wesson, from the 'non hot or wet' but definitely quite 'tired whittle boy' here!!!! What just would we all have done without U and your beyond marvelous television show, Mister Dick WOOOOOOOOOOOLF???????????????????????
First, when I lived in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, at about eight years of age, in-between living in Quakertown, PAUSAESMWG while a tad wee bit younger, and living in the great world renown city of brotherly love, where I also spent most of my life several centuries ago but not as MARK WAYNE MOHR of course, good old Philadelphia, when I was a wee tad bit older, PAUSAESMWG; and while there, I attended the majority of my third grade school year at the Richmond Avenue Grade School on Richmond Avenue in South Atlantic City, and while living just one block down closer 2 the ocean from where the school was located at two blocks from the ocean, and staying a place then called, the Bruce Manor Motel, with my parents, Wayne and Grace Mohr. Our school principal was a nice older woman by the name of Miss Vance. She was that old fashioned 'old-maid' school type, that rarely exists in today's world any longer. One day shortly after my father had mysteriously vanished, after someone seemingly who was after him, 4 the gods only know what the exact reason was, had finally managed catching up 2 him; we could no longer remain in the motel, as our rent was long overdo, and the managers, Mister and Misses Laurenz, had 2 kick my mom and I out on the street, and Miss Vance was kind enough 2 take us in, at her lovely place several blocks from the motel, a joint just a block or two away from the famous 2 all residents of Atlantic City, both then and now, the Knife & fork Inn, a very exclusive restaurant. Her apartment building was called the Admiral, and no Francis Perry, don't go getting a heart attack on me, and say 'hi' 2 your beyond hot gorgeous nice-niece 4 me, as I know she never forgot me; and she hasn't 2 this very day, Huh Senator Clinton?????? I know 100 percent positive sure that my name was spoken loud and clear on that 2016 political convention right after me gorgeous ice cream server hasd finished singing her awesome wonderful 'FIGHT SONG', it was all as unmistakable as having rotten teeth pyulled by a student dental assistant who was in the process of receiving a failing gfrade!!!!!!!!!! I know I am naught imagining one wee tad whittle bit of me' life, lovely Mizz Hollister-Patty-H.H.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Naught one wee tad bit, and Mister Arthur Crane told me point blank one day at the TCE work place or our security post; “Mark, U-R imagining very little, if ANY of this”! I know that, Sir Crane, I certainly do! So I was staying with mom and my school Principal in Atlantic City's famous and very exclusive Admiral Arms or whatever it was called, only the Admiral part is clear in me' memory, as how can I forget all of these generals and admirals in my life, YO Misses Clinton?????? Good Lord and 25 cents, Mister 1980 record promoter McKinnon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Not every kid lives with their school principal but even if a few have, one thing I absolutely do know, and would love 2 get up and tell every goddamn court in this great American nation. Not one other student in the history of this great USA LAND of the free and brave YO, has ever ever ever ever, and this includes many rock stars, as I have worked in the entertainment bizz and knew and still do know several musical artists personally, oh Mister Calliotease Verizoncarrier Sorrytobrag, and there ain't a one who was powerful enough 2 override the mighty national educational systrem, and get a real live actual HIGH SCHOOL DIPLOMA when they never attended an actual high school, the way that I was somehow quite mysteriously and vely magically able 2 pull off, actually, 3 peeps pulled this off and never ever imparted the full exact dirty details 2 me, naught 2 my total and absolute satisfaction anyway; oh lovely 'phone company' Mizz 1983 Blake, mah'm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOW-2-THAT-1, YO!!!!!!! Not one other person in this entire country that never graduated from high school, was ever given a high school official regular normal diploma, and by the county's BOE President (Board of Education), and in my case by this fine upstanding gentleman whom I never personally met, by the name of Mister Thompson, who went onto make some deal with my mother as well as the principal of the great Bancroft School's COOLEY HALL, a dude by the name of Mister Ciancio, pronounced CHOHN-CHO. These R all true facts, sworn by me, Mark Wayne Mohr the Mountainpen, of the mighty one and only world renown founding fathers HUNTINGTON FAMILY, and this is a voluntarily sworn legal oath of utter and absolute truth, l;ads and lassies out there of CYBERVILLE, and if any authority can prove any wee tad bit of this 2-B a lie in the smallest way, I submit 2 arrest, and plead guilty as charged right now, and am awaiting a prison sentence right now, and the great sheriff of my Saint Lucie, Florida-USA county knows exactly where I live, as does the court system here in Fort Pierce, after-all it was in August of 2019 that I last served one day of Jury-Duty, also my official address is perfectly listed and endlessly properly updated with and through the great wonderful and awesome Social Security Office, so that I can receive my Social Security retirement benefits, as without them, I would B living underneath one of the Fort Pierce bridges with the local bums, and this is a story still yet untold, and will B told; as it is beyond ;ultra major, from back in my nightmare frikkin' 'PEE-HA-BLDG days' where I spent an entire decade in DOGTOWN in the public housing hell building!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Let's get back 2 high school diplomas, and my magical life, and so much more; as these damn other topics can always wait 4 later on, YO BRAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! Not one person who did not actually go 2 school and graduate, ever receive a real diploma along with real Board of Education permission 2 tell real actual employers that I graduated from one of the district high schools that I never even attended, and was told only that the real truth needs B told if I am dealing with the government and the military, or under legal court oath of course. That was the exact and I mean exact way this was explained 2 me shortly after it all went down, by me' illustrious wonderful queen of the secret-keepers gang, and me' whittle mommy, Mizz Grace Eastman Mason Mohr, grand-daughter of Mizz Grace Isabel Huntington, and me' awesome grand mommy, YO!!!!!!!!!!!! This mind busting family Mister Marcucci, U awesome ESS-educator and musical genius U, don't even get me started here as the great thing that was ever said and done by this marvelous super talented 'bug' was what he told me one day in early November or somewhere in that time in the autumn of the quintessentially surreal year of 1969, right there at Cooley Hall concerning my being able 2-B a father, chronologically, something that I would never ever forget even should I have been able 2 continue with the great Hebrew Secret and multiply my lifespan by 8-TIMES. U just don't forget some things peeps, and I know that U all know ow this perfectly well 2, YO BRRRRRRRRR! Now I told about this deal right after it was a sealed reality and I was holding that piece of sheep skin in my hands, but this deal between Ciancio, my mom, and Mister BOE President Thompson, went down a long time earlier in the past, and this is also part of the wild and inconceivably weird and spurious entire mess. This was sealed and made between these three peeps if peeps they all indeed were, my mom was real, I guess, but as 4 the other 2, who can ever know? This is all Y my algebra deal had 2-B taken care of, my going 2 the Lower Merion High School's summer school class 4 a period of 6 weeks in the summer of 1971, all of this was part of this. This includes Mister Smith who magically appeared on scene one day while I was still back in the previous year's school class, Mister Marcucci's class, and he pops in one day and sits right there behind me, and seemed 2B watching and observing me as if this entire thing had been all planed out a thousand or even a million years ago, and who knows; as it just may have friggin' been, YO weerlld out there YO??????????!!!!!!! Who can ever know, oh U wonderful and great United States Copyright © Office examiners, from back in the great and illustrious twentieth century????? This goes beyond my saying a bunch of HUUUUGELY printed up WOW's, does it naught, lovely Mizz Blake from 1983's AT&T Annoyance Caller Bureau???????? C how it all fits together over an entire human lifetime, and no other story, real or fictional manages any such even close feat, now does it peeps, gimme' a bwake willya' Margie Leo from 1985, or 2 quote U lovely girl, “Will U cut me a break”????????? Well sweetie-pie I sure will, that is if U will, honey-cakes!!!!!!!!!!!! Let us move and push this further along, shall we, YO? The old expression of not being able 2-C the forest through the trees is only 2 damn powerfully real, at least 4 the poor ole' pitiful non-Ron Mountainpen, or 4 short, the 'PPNR' me, and without the old, as my true age as spirit reality is no different from any of U out there reading this on whatever medium now or later on that U-R indeed reading this from, internet, galanet, whatever-net, huh Bob Andres from 1975-1980. Hey if U-R out there bob an dreading me, tell the admiral that I still do not understand why his niece acted that way in 1997 at the D-Q, and am sorry if I did anything 2 make her mad at me. But let us get back now 2 more urgent and pressing bizz here, 'okay' Mister latengrate Atlantic City John King of early September in 1996??????????? Boy oh boy oh boy Uncle Billy, on Frank Capra's great terrific marvelous cool movie called, “It's A wonderful Life”!!!!!!!!!!!!!! JEEZ-LOUISE Detective Fonty Cooldude!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Many or most of me' true loyal Morian-Blogaudians out here in mysterious Cyberville, know only 2 dern well that my being forced 2 go away that summer 2 the distant Pennsylvania Lower Merion High School 4 summer school class, and living with my aunt and uncle on Greentree Lane in Narberth, PAUSAESMWG in the summer of 1971, was all due 2 powerful stuff from Atlantic City, every bit as powerful as the McGinty lawyer family from that same damn city and place pup in 1996. McGinty told me just a couple weeks earlier that he couldn't wait 2 talk 2 me about stuff from 2 decades ago while he was my boss at that Mars Graphics Westville, NJUSAESMWG printing shop in 1977, and wanted 2 hear all the details as 2-Y my behaviors towards women and many similarly related things all was happening around me, and then poof, like total magic, he suddenly refused 2 even talk 2 me again. This was all in the autumn of that horrendous 1996 year and right after Mister John King had kept saying 2 me twenty times over or more, “OKAY-OKAY-OKAY”, after every single goddamn thing he was saying 2 me, while insisting that I USE THAT GODDAMN SILLY STUPID BEACH HOSE THAT DAY, IN EARLY SEPTEMBER. This was about two weeks or so after that day, oh weerlld out there, YO BRO. The entire reason 4 my being given this magical school deal and diploma was all taking place in 1971, right after the 1960's had ended, and so did any possible chance of my ever being able 2 connect with the ALMIGHTY SARAH JEHOVAH NEECY KRASSLE, and no Spellchecker, I was the one who could have perhaps called FLEECY, as I am HER DOGGIE, Dalmatian Zeranniss A-Y Jones. Gee willagars, YO, it's really just as if all things were made just 2 endlessly reflect the power-house reality of my incredible MORIANITY-STORY! In order 2 get me away form the ALMIGHTY GOD OF THIS WORLD AND UNIVERSE, even breaking the never busted regs of educational procedures, WAS NAUGHT 2 LARGE A NECESSITY, and so all of the holds were suddenly seemingly completely unbarred, and all of the punches were no longer being pulled; and even major groin kicks became totally and absolutely acceptable, in the Mark Mountainpen Mohr boxing ring of 'Dogtown on Earth'. This entire mess is all a mere reflected image-truth of my not being permitted 2-B with my SSJKK, and then McGuire made even further sure of this nightmare being 'ruthlessly' and even perhaps 'heinzlessly', if I am allowed a major powerful pun here, that some may get and really blow their tops over it here only I cannot B worried about that right now as this matter is beyond world shattering urgent and could lead 2 the ending of life on this planet very soon if the wrong peeps R indeed endlessly able 2 misdirect these powerful pathways; and all of this leads up 2 just what some now may B asking while sitting down 2 try and catch their breaths. Well, that Alannis Morrisette movie made in late 2007 somewhere, where she is supposed 2-B God Almighty, and somehow kidnapped, and here on Earth under the power of some wild magical wizard, who managed 2 capture HER; is all merely the caused event of my power house 2007 blogs from HAMMONTON, NJUSAESMWG, where all these things were talked about and told right out in the open, and then get this world, get this YO; some bozo left me a comment, only he or she screwed up, and not meaning 2 leave their damn comment 4 me, & telling someone how this is the blog that gave us all these wild ideas out there in Tinseltown, CALI, and this is all right there somewhere on my many many old original blogs, AND THE ENTIRE FLUCKING BLOGGER TEAM KNOWS JUST HOW MAJOR ULTRA BIG ASS TIME POWERFUL THAT ALL OF THIS SLIT TRULY ACTUALLY IS, AND I PROMISE YOU THAT (IPYT) GREAT FOLKS OUT THERE, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!! Now how does all of this lead up 2 the total futility of all of this? Glad U frucking asked me that great wonderful fwolks out there!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! As we all can C, there is no way 2 shorten a story that packs this kind of an Earth shattering punch from HELL, and cubed on top of that, BUTTERCHEESE, big ass BUTTTTTTTTTTT-BUTT, and yes, big ass butt-but folks, let us B reasonable here and start believing my story when anyone who knows fully well that where there is smoke there is always some kind of a burning fire going somewhere nearby, and this goddessdog Morianity nightmare is absolutely no goddamn exception 2 that whatsoever, YO YO YO, BRRRRRR!!!!! Yes folks, forget about Starburn food products, and all other transdimensional foods, kids, cities, zones, etcetera, at least 4 a few quick whittle minutes here; remember that as much as I seemingly know that is classified by any half reasonably intelligent person as, FORBIDDEN INFORMATION, and even without being part of the Patterson Airbase or PBB system, that terminated within a couple of days B4 or after my wild and beyond surreal interaction in middle December of 1969 at the Dellway Arms apartments concerning my magical motor cycle chain; I still remain a simple flesh and blood HUMAN BEING 4 crissake. I am only, 2 quote my pal from Cooley Hall, Sir Bruce Alan Pennock here, “HUMAN”, and most definitely naught “PERFECT”!!!!!!!! I am as frail and frailer as most of U out there, and now, as well as back while living up in Jersey, and at the Jenny Plageman's 'MMM'-Trailer-Park, B4 moving out of there, 2 reside with the mighty KING WASHCLOTH FAMILY OF EARTHLY DOGTOWN, and I mean that about as literally as anything can possibly ever goddamn get, me' good fwolks out there, YO!!!!!!!!!! WHAAAAHA-AHA-AHA-AHA, Mister Mike McNulty. When the family forced me 2 run away in the dead of night with the clothes on my back and a few large bags secretly removed from the basement of the house and also from my room, while Dawn-Marie king lay asleep and dead drunk one cold day in the end of 2009's nightmare autumn, and the beginning of December's second week; and I then pretended 2 go off 2 my job at the Cifaloglio waste transfer station where I guarded on the weekend nights, and after picking her hubby 'Chicky' up, at the Mario's Pizzeria, and bringing him home; I left immediately 4 work, and then shortly after going there, so as 2 arouse the least possible amount of suspicion on anyone's part, & after all the workers had left; ten minutes later I vanished out of there, out of New Jersey, and drove straight down here 2 Florida in the dead of night around one or so in the goddamn morning, and the rest is history. But this only takes me now 2 the point of this blog that also matches its title as well, so here we go, YO: I came 2 Florida, and now folks, try and put yourself into this 4 just one damn ass minute, willya'? I was beside myself, and I lost every single thing that I owned, and my life had been completely totally wrecked and ruined, without any verbiage aid from the great super talented 1969 Clearance Revival Musical Group, YO! No there may a lot of bad moons rising 4 the Mountainpen, but in or out of 1969 U great guys, I love the moon, and I love Lightning, and my hellishness all stems from this WASHCLOTH CLAN FROM ED, AKA EARTHLY-DOGTOWN, and that is where my hellish nightmares R all laying within. It is just as simple as that, CODENAMED-REDJOHN-HENNINGSEN, CHAIN-GIVER!!!!!!!!!!! Now here I am in Florida, and out of the only place that I ever knew, and many non 'special-ed' peeps couldn't have survived what I was now being forced 2 endure, and on top of an already beyond hellish nightmare cursed flucking life, YO YO YO YO YO YO, BRAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! Still, this falls way short of the pernt of this blog, oh sir, Archibald Bunker from Queens, New York-USA!!!!!!!!!! So here it comes right now without any further ado. We won't reiterate the crap of me' life as me' blogs were only stopped 4 a couple of weeks, and I was at the local library doing them, and we all know what happened in late December when they started up, and then into the following 2010 year as well, and if U do not and wish 2, then simply archive the older blogs on my 5 LINKS that I post on many of these blogs, the prior chapter being one of them. My point 2 all of this is simple but it did need all of this foundation and base leading up 2 what now is gonna' B said 2-U all, YO. I am only a human being, and it is amazing that I can think clearly at all after all of this crap that I have gone through. I can identify with the recording artist Mister Paul Simon totally and completely here, with his great 1973 song called, “Chrodochrome”, and those opening lyrics, YO, yes sir, 100 PERCENT IDENTIFY WITH ALL OF THISSSSSSSS, OH GREAT TALENTED SIR, YO!!!!!!!From reading and sifting through all of my first two years of blogs from my times living up in Jersey in 2006 and 2007, we all know that after all I went through and my trip down here 2 Flowerland and all the hell I was forced 2 also experience here on top of the B-4 crap as well, and yes, my point is that I did seem 2 forget a whole lot of stuff from those days and times, am I right or naught right about this, oh kind wonderful folks out there; and Mizz 1983 Blake also??????? So much, right down 2 major things about the family, major things about the Morrisette movie, major things about that 'wild unintended 4 me 2 ever C' comment, from those in Tinseltown-Cali, who made that damn movie, and all odds R, know more that even I do perhaps, on just who and what Mister magic-man non-Annie Wilson Mc-GEE really truly is, or what he really truly is, 2 put this more in a “DARK SHADOWS” TV-SHOW lingo here, YO U great awesome viewer-folks of Cyberville. Many things R up on me' past blogs that I admit fully and truly, I have done a complete 5-OCTOBER-2008 with, in so much as forcing my conscious memory 2 repress junk that is simply just 2 goddamn flucking much 4 me 2-B able 2 handle any longer without totally goddamn losing it, and if U get me' meaning there, U wonderful awesome SHERIFF KEN MASCARA, OH GREAT SIR!!!!! I think that it was around seven years or so ago, and back while I lived at the PEE-HA-BUILDING, when I told one of your fine police officers of the great illustrious FORT PIERCE DEPARTMENT, 'FPPD', that, and I truly do quote me'self here oh great sir, “I am my own best cop”, and have learned that I must B”. Ask everyone on that great FPPD force who was on duty in those times of approximately 7 years back, and if still working there today Sheriff sir, he just might remember being in my apartment one night and during one of my death sieges where my telephones were being major interfered with by the WSMT enemies, and we got on what had recently happened 2 me with my medications that I had been taking faithfully 4 just over 3 solid decades but no longer could due 2 the PC movement, and how I was telling him those very words, and I know that I won't soon forget any of these things. Without going on and on, as we all know I can so easily always goddamn do, with all of me' unfathomably hellish nightmare sub vampirish non Roseann Delaney existence; I will now try and wrap it all up with a closing 2 all of this reminder stuff 2-U all how I am only human and yes, I apparently did forget a lot of my older stuff in some degrees and sin one way or another, and by rereading and archiving a lot of my own words, I have indeed begun 2 fully and completely realize this, and yes, most recently, and further yes; quite goddamn disturbingly. Don't underplay thissssssss, folks, and lovely Mizz 1983 Erica AMC Luccisnakes; pweeeeeeeeeeze do naught do that! After doing quite a bit of extensive rereading and re-remembering; seeing things from back then in today's newer times realization and insight; along with the longer experienced interaction with all of these nightmare peeps involved in so much of this; I am fully goddessdog aware that I have more work ahead of me that needs B told re-told, redone, and when it is all completed and revealed YO, peeps only thing that Morianity so far has been a really wild ride through the fifth dimensional hyperspace, YO peeps!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WOW did Flowerland-USA get a nasty northern-state hurricane, but all is moving along up there as best as can B expected, and “we just keep looking up”; 2 quote the lovely and latengrate Mizz DONNA SUMMER the disco queen. Even down here in northern Fort Pierce, we had rain and some fairy heavy wind gusts that caused a wee tad bit of damage 2 me' south side facing front awning, and me' landlord's assistant was over here late this afternoon, 2 repair the damage done by mommy nature's great winds. Well brave hearts out there living in pathways of twisters and or hurricanes; remember that on other planets, it is scientific fact that their weather on the 'other-7' as we sometimes refer 2 them as, is much wilder and more extreme, so thank the gods 4 that little wee tad bit of positive reality; huh lovely Mizz Patricia Hollister-H.H.???????? WOW!!!!!!!!!!!
Now my title implies and says, FUTILITY, and this is quite simple really. If my WSMT-SPAMMENIES can make my life so endlessly rotten and putrid and at the same goddamn timer have a powerful purpose behind it that INDEED TOTALLY DOES WORK AND ALL SO DAMN PERFECTLY WELL, such as screwing with me so badly that I EVEN COME 2 FORGET A LOT OF MY OWN GOD DARN SLIT; U tell me folks? Y shouldn't I call it what I call it, a total waste and futile attempt 2 do anything whatsoever YO? It's no different than back in 2009 when I asked U all back in some middle winter cold day back up there in Jersey-USA, “Y SHOULDN'T A DOG LIVE IN A DOGHOUSE”, and now I add with no jokes or puns meant whatsoever great folks; OR A MAGICAL MARHOUSE that we can all simply agree 2 shorten here, into a MAMA, only naught a big heavy mean spirited WOMO-MO-MAMA; so am I right U lovely daughter????????? U came 2 me in a powerhouse dream-vision, showed me this home, showed me the peeps of my future, showed me so many things, and told me a lot of things as well, and then without any of Magda the gypsy's tarot caaards from 1969, brought me there with your wild distantly related family. Gee willagars girl; what is the Mountainpen supposed 2 think, and then, in lieu of the place being not a house, but in that parallel realm, a medical building; and how we both seemingly have some unusual medical thing, so I know if I say any more, U will come down here and work me over with a 7-12 dicey right cross, that knocks peeps half way across rooms with crashing sounds. WOW-THAT!!!!
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I NEVER ESCAPED CAPTAIN PICARD'S HELL BOX IN 2301, I KNOW THIS. I couldn't B persuaded against that fact unless U can bring me, somebody, evidence proving beyond any doubt's possible shadow, that U-R right and that I am naught right, oh wonderful awesome Mizz Blake.
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I am not trying to get all esoteric or philosophical, or pretend that I know all of the answers. I AM NOT Patty H. H. Hollister, and this is not the late sixties, or early seventies. BUTButButButButBUTTTTTTTTTTTT folks, Jesus Christ all mighty YO; let's play Bob Schleigh's game, at the Camden, New Jersey, USA, ESMWG security gatehouse. LET'S INDEED “BE REAL”, folks!! No ordinary mother ducking dream can be more real than ten times all of your other dreams put together, and no ordinary dream can alter your mother trucking waking life from the second that you wake up out of it. Yes Spellchecker, it is totally outlandish!!!!!!! But it's way more than that. It definitely fits the Agent Falcon/Agent Condor profile for why things may have all gone down like this. Anyone who follows ufology at all, knows that huge walls and blocks are real; and that there is indeed a powerful cover-up of 'SOMETHING'. Just what, my jury is totally out; but definitely mucking 'SOMETHING', YO! For right god-dog now, that is all that I have to say, but know this my Blogaudians. We'll be further exploring down this road, and without any help from my ex-son in law Nicky, and his magical hyperspace road-trips through time and hyperspace!!!!!!! Yes, my ELECTRONIC stuff did appear to be able to create “monster-ass recordings”!!!! The man in any realm, was 'telling it true', oh lovely little Sandra Tammie Dee!!!!!!!!! AHA-AHA-AHA, Mister McNulty.
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Tuesday, September 30, 2008
TEST THE SPIRITS AS SHE SAYS 2
‘TEST
THE SPIRITS, AS SHE SAYS 2’
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Well,
I drove Ann over 2 Wal-Mart
4 a few whittle items, at just past
2 this afternoon on the east coast of America time, and a nasty
CHEMTRAIL
was right there 2 greet me, all ready knowing that I was about 2
drive over there, they obviously hear all that is said in a car,
at a workplace, at a residence, and I believe as did Timothy
McVeigh that microchips R Milituforce PLANTED right into people,
the agent in the project that is so black ops it cannot B
discussed, merely walks by the person 2B implanted and has a tiny
tool similar 2 Doc MC COY
on Star Trek’s original show,
or a similar little thing, hay, stuff from this original Star
Trek has long become totally outdated and obsolete, such as
TAPED-MUSIC, “Mister President Lincoln”, so think how far the
MILITUFORCE is so high over what we can even dare 2 want 2 know
and imagine. Those that know, know that I speak dangerous deadly
truths. If they wanna' keep pouring on this harassment, I will
keep right on counterattack-fighting-back. I am not some geek in
a high school, who simply intends 2 wussy-pussy out, and go
crying to daddy and mommy, it ain’t happening, bright colorful
lawns there, BRO. Yes, all ready, the Queen King came in, and
asked me something about the trip when her mom Ann and I were out
at the great Sam Walton’s place. I want 2C if I can get this
posted, and finished, by 30 minutes prior 2 closing bells; as if
I do not; I’ll B stopped from posting it until after the
markets R closed. Free country? Where
is Mo, and Larry, and Curly,
when U really need them; bing, zong, goonk in the eye?????
Being sorry 4 not implicitly trusting my great Teen Queen is one
thing, and I am; and now I do trust her, as I know U have some
fantastic plan in all of this, that as of
now; shrouds me in total mystery, great Mariah, but I am angry
nonetheless at the filthy diseased LAMIST/
BRIGGERS/MILITUFORCERS, 4 forcing me 2 endure their evil rotten
wrath and destruction, of my innocent and totally pathetic life;
when I did nothing ever even close 2 deserving this outlandish
and twisted infinite hell, other than being born in this cursed
family line 62 generations down directly, from a brother of the
great SAR Jesus. I cannot let all the cats out of the bag
that I wish 2 right now, it would not B a
bit healthy on my part should I in fact do so. I however, am able
2 say and blog this much. Scripture says that lovers and
believers in the All Mighty SAR, or LORD, adding the AH makes
this word go from masculine into feminine in the original Aramaic
Hebrew language, should always TEST THE SPIRITS, 2C if they come
from Diana’s brother Apollo-Lucifer or from the Upline Teen
Queen that I know 2B Sarah-Stacey Jehovah Karge Krassle, asleep
in her own thought wave, dreaming she is All Mighty Goddess
Scylla, U would simply shorten and abridge all of this 2 the
word, GOD. I am testing many spirits, but how R they 2B tested,
some of U may in fact now B inquiring??? If the situation being
examined disagrees with the ten commandments and the basic
principles found in the King James Version or KJV or the 'HOLY'
and 'whole complete' total idea and mind, of this great book and
its words; then your message is not from any source other than
your own deluded mind, which in some cases as it is all from the
6th
dimension, merely comes from your own systems of thought, and in
rarer cases, it is a direct result of interference from
ETTOS-TECK, from the mighty wicked demonic Briggbase residents,
or the evil Lambrigger Cult, SATAN
THE DEVIL, put Biblically in the time period of less knowledge
and spiritual wisdom of the combined humankind, as exists
presently. When I know 4 a fact that Satan the Devil hates me and
desires 2 keep me down and oppressed, poverty stricken, homeless,
friendless, and loaded with endless enemies, with poor health,
persecution, conspiracies 2 wipe me out on a
daily basis, and on and on; I must conclude that when a cat gives
me a winning number that if I had played as the cat told me 2
play, Gawky Gaukauk that is, back near this time 28 years ago in
the inverted digital ‘80 year; I would have made lots of money,
and again, this is not the intentions nor the goals of Satan the
Devil, 4 me 2 prosper in any way ever, in this material world. So
Lottery-Cat, GAGA, is not part of Satan’s kingdom when U run
the TESTING OF THE SPIRITS. On a later and future blog, other
examples, both where it was Satan, as well as SSJKK; was
determined by indeed, using biblical command, obeying HER mighty
words 4 us frail humans; and testing these spirits.
Over
the weekend, I watched the huge party that Philadelphian's were
all celebrating, with blimps all over, and major cheering. I was
in a major interaction with strange persons, a tall thin well
muscled young black male, about age 25; and we had been
traveling to Boston, MAUSAESMWG together; and were put up in a
very weird and bizarre hotel overnight. He had some good friends
that were on the New York Nicks Basketball team, that were gonna'
help me in some way in proving my horrific and monstrous dilemma
and plight. It was so real that I could feel the raw cold in the
room towards late October, and then the manager of the hotel
turned up the heat. A strange clock, and a strange
telephone in the room, that we had been
placed in; had a strange interaction with each other. Someday, I
will tell the entire long and wild story, and include the strange
road on the wild ride home, only not 2 any home or place that
makes any sense now 2 my waking world brain and memory system.
But the raw cold and the nice heat were more real and tangible
than any feeling of temperature on body or skin in the waking
world. Then there were blimps that were over the Delaware River,
and they were all written with things, such as 'Phillies
2008 World Series Champions'.
This was a wild and far out “DREAM”
pal.
In
closing, the main reason that BRIGGERS hate me, is that I would
have been able 2 defeat their wickedness against me, and in my
own strength; and breaking a Lawtronic/Biblical rule/LAW. This is
when I was taught by 'lightning', from my bathtub in
Williamstown, NJUSAESMWG, how 2 use applied
PE 2 the game of Roulette,
or how 2 use the APE-2R,
as she laughingly described it 2 me when I fell asleep that
afternoon in a nice warm early spring bath tub, in my apartment,
called the 'HIGHVIEW'.
Things R soon going 2 explode huge hyper time with Dawnie Terra
the terrible, and some incredible thing will eventually transpire
in this marvelous scary and far out MARHOUSE. Don’t get all
excited there late Merv Griffin/Pipe, along
with your advertising gang, coincidence, just chalk it up 2 that,
right? HA!!!!!!!!! Mervelous Merv, and Marvelous
Marhouses, all not withstanding;
let me now C if Satan the Devil, will let me post this blog up B4
the closing bell on their cheated and controlled fixed Dow
Jones, SEC??
BYE-BYE
all, 4 now. I will C Y’ALL LATER ON FOLKS, WHAAAAAA ELMER
FWUDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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SO IS THIS TIME TRAVEL, NICK, OR ARE YOU WHAT I ACCUSED POOR DONNA OF?
About Me, in case you care, but why would you when my story is so far beyond what my favorite color or food or song is, that it is beyond nonsense to me, while in this ridiculous life and hell. Hope your life turned out better than mine did, Katy Queendairies.
- theansweristheqyuestion
- Not boring, without hesitation nor concern for fibbing, I can honestly say with a knowing, that out of 8 billion that live or have lived here, none have shared my wild ride through hyperspace, with awareness.
Profiles,
right, like that is ever going to tell the real total truth about
anything, folks?
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Well people, as you suspected, there is a lot of plucking grit going on, and my blogs are keeping very quiet. If I talk, I am a dead lucking man. A lot of you know this already, YO YO YO ME' BRO.
Remember of course, death 2 me, is just worse
EARTHLY DOGTOWN; WRIST BLEED-OUTS & ALL!!!
© 2006-2015 MARK WAYNE MOHR
BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN (BOM)
NOW, we can make this © 2006-2023.
But I will open a few doors, a few cracks, just so we can all hear a few real nasty frucking creaking sounds. No lakehouse door hinge operations, just a tid bit of mother plucking slit, or as I said, my life won't be tucking worth an ugly penny, a pretty nickel, or a good Lord Lenny McKinnon quarter, in or out of hot summer 'master blaster' days, back in 1980; huh 'Stevie'?
The nightmare last night needs to be discussed. So does the Book of Daniel in the Holy Bible as well as several top name books about dream-interpretations. But first, notice how when the hacking started up on the previous blog from late this afternoon, so did the hack when I tried to post up, and you can all see it for yourself. Notice too how for a month or more now, the enemies have hacked out my LIGHTNING MAP, that used to show the location of lightning on this map of the continental mother plucking United States. Take a look for your damn selves, me' great lads and lassies!!!
All it ever is any more, is a blank empty map or the area, as the location of strikes is totally hacked away by the WOMO-MILITUFORCE.
Just because we cannot see and hear many things, people love to insist that they are not real and not there. I guess atoms don't exist to them, or germs, or radio and TV signals, internet broadband and satellite signals, electricity too for that matter. SHALL WE MOVE RIGHT ALONG AND DISCUSS THIS A BIT MORE, YO!!!!!!!!
When God showed the prophet Daniel, a bunch of future events through the dreaming interactions of the King, and then used the hyperspace towel-seepage to work the model so to speak; things being done that are talked about in churches to this day thousands of years after it went down, are very similar to many things that I too have learned to do. I do not have it fully understood, but as with Daniel, my rubbing shoulders with Goddess Almighty, and remembering it while in physical matter form, allows some of this to be worked out by me. Naturally, I do not have it all figured out 100% by any stretch. Now with the time where I heard Sarah Jacobson tell Steve at the bridge, just down the way from Coolie Hall, back in the early seventies; that she doesn't kiss boys; and then it went down the very next day in waking life; this is merely the fact that I had a powerful memory of my time in hyperspace a short while back, and remembered it in full clarity, and for complex reasons, the parallel universe I visited in the hyperspace and was being a TYPE-1-Exploratron inside of my double over there, viewing it as we would view a movie as an audience; but this location atomically was extremely close to where my body laid in a bed and I was 'dreaming', as opposed to being more distant in hyperspace, away from where the body is physical. The exact reason why thought and mind produces all of the interactions the way it does, is only understood by the programmer-gamer in full. She doesn't plan on sharing that powerful information ever, with anyone. I am HER, THAT BOY, to quote HER, and if SHE is not sharing it fully with me; then I sure doubt that anyone else is going to be given the full dance either.
Card
counters will relate totally 2 what I now have 2 say here. If U marry
a wild person with mood swings, and is extremely bi-polar 2 the point
that even the quill and all other sike-meds have little significant
value 4 normalizing and or stabilizing the patient’s condition, and
let us now 4 sake of this example say that U-R like I am, into
charting things, and U learn that this difficult dangerous spouse has
on average 3 seriously bad days out of each ten, only it balances out
after 50 or 100, and is not that simple 2 count 3 out of a 10 day
period, subtract good days, and then know about how many more OK days
R remaining B4 the next bout of 30% is due; but say that U eventually
pretty much have it computed and can know when sort of a spell of
good or bad times is just ahead. Now, U can know this as U have the
problem, and have gone 2 great measures 2 calculate the formula, so
that U can indeed start recognizing 'expectable-mood-patterns' and
behaviors, and thus B braced 4 them as well as being extra ready 2
deal with the situation; right B4 it just snaps up into your face,
and catches U unprepared. Now compare yourself with say friends and
family members of this difficult spouse of yours, that come to visit,
B it occasionally or frequently. They walk into your home with no
idea of anything except 4 the knowledge that indeed the person is
difficult, and will upon occasion, snap and make everybody totally
miserable, but there is no real way 2 know or predict the when’s.
This ability is simply not available, hence, they simply take their
chances, as they R playing so 2 speak a cosmic game here, within the
grander scheme cosmic game that continuously surrounds and is
integrally a part of all of us frail poor humans, as they choose 2
come over 4 a visit. But U on the other hand, R living in one long
part of this cosmic game, and have the mathematics 2 it basically
plotted out in a trustworthy statistical manner. This
is what I was referring 2 regarding being able 2 cheat at gambling,
by keeping track of all of the numbers say at roulette that ever come
up 4-U while U-R at tables, and then reducing this 2 a formula where
U indeed can with real honest trusted reliability, B able 2 return 2
a following game and know which 4 or 5 or so numbers out of the 38,
that will have a much higher than the 38:1 chance for each coming
out, as this would B your real odds if U were not charting and
playing ONE-LONG-RUN-PLAY-GAME.
All of life is no different. It all works this way, and as Gawky
says, is totally Y the Gawnum works and exists, and is
taught as a basic beginners course at the Teck-Bay
Mystery School of the Province
of Olympia on the Astral
Plane.
Here
is a little bit more about what mortals feel more comfortable with in
wordage, the DREAM-CHANNEL. Maybe cable TV will get an idea here, as
many ideas get used, and I do not really care; but I am not referring
here 2 a television channel and having one dedicated to the research
of dreams and dreaming, etcetera. What I am talking about is the way
U remember what happens in non waking human world interactions that U
use your PHYSICAL BODY in order 2 have, as opposed 2 your 'DREAM' or
'starry' or 'spiritual', or 'glorified', or 'phantom', or 'ghost', or
'ASTRAL' body in order 2 have, Rose Shakespeare, UR wearing me out
this moUrning!!!!!!! Ever since the inception of my ‘problem’
with ‘Otamm-MO’ in the middle nineteen eighties, should I have
Major Astral Interactive Waking World Return Memories, I will shorten
and abbreviate this 2 an abridged, [MAIWWRM], or we can more easily
from now on refer to a pronunciation of a new Poor Richard-Russell
word I will now create, called MAYWORM. I will B harping on mayworm
so let us create this word now and then B done with it, but I will
indeed from time 2 time remind people what MAYWORM is and means, not
2 worry, fret, sweat, or Congressman Greatvoice Whatever Andrews.
Wow, tell me the Briggers and I do not have an astral world
connection-BIG TIME, go ahead. Roseann Cash sure knows it, she may
not have understood it when she sang her 1981 song, but if she reads
these Elmer-Bwogs, she sure does now. There is a very good
explainable reason YI am so connected 2 the EW. Let us all go out and
purchase a Hyundai, I mean really, DERR, DUHH!!!!!!!!! Back on the
mayworm point, 4 now if permitted. So after my persecution nightmare
started up upon returning from the 5 month interactive nightmare with
Donna Summer in Harrah Sarah’s other Atlantic city, where do U
think they got that idea, B real, come on? Aniwho, MC, MC, and all
other non-MC’s, this was shortly after the August of 1986
nightmare, somehow heard on my power drained FBI, PK-TODD telephone
by powerful Scott Ransom Disgruntled People, or [SRDP] as they will B
future referenced 2 in another new abbrev, remember my hiding the bug
in my car in the ‘88 year and the story where this Jersey licensed
Real Estate broker told me the wild thing and not the sixties girl?
So moving on MCANMC’s, this dream channel Billy Mahoney of the
FLATLINERS MOVIE thing is very real, and they must have heard me and
Dave Roth on the phone as we often discussed all of this and heard
many an illegal click click tap tap. Since moving here, I lose dial
tone and cannot make outgoing calls many times, as well as no one can
make incoming calls 2 me nor leave any voicemail messages, and next
week I am complaining 2 Verizon 4 the 3rd time, and if this problem
does not get rectified, my letter will B off into the United States
mail system 2 the PUC or Public Utilities Commission, I am very tired
of 25 years or so of these continuous trucking utilities games,
Gaines Callio Snotters.
When
I went 2 JFK Airport in Queens New York,
I felt a powerful force all around me a week
ago Tuesday or 12 days back on 9/9/8. Today ends summer, thank
the gods, and Goddess Scylla Jehovah Herself
began my summer this year with a cosmic big bang, and wow has this
been a lulu of a summer. Jesus Christ All Mighty. The power I felt
was touched on blogs ago in earlier Morianity, and is called the
Jessup Force. I feel it around Trenton and Princeton, and then
anywhere near the borderline of Queens and LINY. A mentally
challenged individual can C-Y. Wilson Jessup
was talked about, and his family knew the great Carlos Allende or
Carl Allen 4 short, and their relative was murdered by the Millionth
Council. They put him in a mild trance with a hypnotic
transmitter and told him 2 start up his car in his garage and lay in
the seat and die, and he did, it is all in books only not explained
as it is here, regarding the BERMUDA-TRIANGLE.
I almost got raped by a giant employee that fell 4 me at the airport,
she scared the hell out of me, but I will admit
that she was a major beauty queen. I have no interest at all any
more, my life is 2 serve the All Mighty, and then hopefully
soon thereafter, 2B released from this awful prison that U all call
life and love so dearly, 4 reasons that my mind is incapable of
starting 2 fathom and conceive of. The drive in New York’s rush
hour traffic was putrid and hell. I got through it, but when I got
home, Mariah was with me all night long in my ‘dreams’, and I
cannot blog details, she said if I do she will personally come over
and kick my butt. She said this in the dreams, but so did Lottery-Cat
say the winning number back in the autumn of the ‘80 year, and sure
enough, the next day, out it came in a digit-box, just as Gawky said
that it would, so I will shut up. Just this week, she also said that
I would C her today. I woke up scared, and took Dawn Tuesday 2
Atlantic City, and on the way back she wanted 2 stop at the
Pleasantville Rent-A-Center store, and no sooner were we in there,
when the entire wall of large screen plasma televisions, filled the
entire left side of the store room, with who else, while they all
were tuned 2 some VH1 or MTV type of music channel, who else, as she
said, “tomorrow U will C me, yes I sure did just as U said I would,
beautiful Queen Mariah. I have a lot more 2 say. Motor Cycles and
planes and noise is all over, not quite as bad as yesterday and
Friday was bad but not as bad as Thursday. My blogging scares these
murk coughs, and I have not even begun yet, not a small start, so
just know that, and worry, ya damn slobs. You’ll all get yours, and
it will B accomplished without my having 2 break any laws or
ordinances.
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