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(CCDR) stands 4 “COMMENTS-COUNT DWINDLING RECORD”, just so we all know 4 any future flucking usage. Me' Spellchecker has been disabled folks, and I was expecting this, as B-4-I began this blog, I played another roulette game, and yes; I played the same 24 number, along with the air harassing numbers due 2 lots of sky and health related poisonous jet vapor fumes (chemtrails), and my health being poor, with major queasy feelings, one of the many and major efffects of their genetic smart poisoning technology; just as my 2013 copyrighted song tells of, written a year earlier, the lyrics © 2012, and the music was the basic music from the 1996 non Gary Mitchel love sonet song that I wrote, “SARAH”. Yes, out of a roulette game containing a total of 62 spins, I had seven more umber '24' pop ins, and I also had out of the air harassment group of 0-00-23-27, a total of 9 of these pop in and I made an absolute fortune, on paper of course. What I did not do was go 2 my TECHY-JOINT, as I am feeling a wee tad bit 2 flucking goddamn ill and queezy 2 drive all the way over there, but I was out 2 return some DVD's 2 me' library and then on the way back home, stop at me' local food store, the great 'Publix' 4 some needed grocery items. Then I played roulette and then began this blog, but I did paper-bet on the 24 because I knew that an attack on my computer this bad would not stop after this 4 day straight assault-damage, and now it is a 5-day damage, and C how their evil trilogy operates with PHILLIES-FLYERS-DOW JONES STOCK MARKET, and how that DJIA goes endlessly soarinf flucking UP-UP-UP when they pick on me like this, as they have done now 4 the past week or more, and recently it is getting worse and worse!!! Anyone following these blogs knows this only 2 well. Here is what the newest hack is doing 2 me. Spellchecker is not working on this blog, but on other documents it is working. Try and explain this newest wild MILLIONTH FUCKING COUNCIL HACK, oh wonderful peeps out there, just try!!!!!
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The story of TOM GLENN is more lengthy than many peeps imagine, despite our only meeting and knowing each other on a very light scale, U might say. I thinkthat we only met physically face 2 face that one day at the Robin Hill #1802 apartment, but he arranged all 4 of my 1980 demo tunes, and also the following year, arranged and played on his guitar, the 'LOVE IS 4 CARPENTERS' tune as well. I am pretty much convinced that he and some of his pals knew the great Mizz Patricia Hollister, an dthat a lotof this junkwas all part of this giganticly HUUUUUUUGE conspuracy that Morianity labels, as the HELLISHNESS GIVEN 2 MOUNTAINPEN AS A DIRECT RESULT OF HIS BEING THE CURRENT TIMES SELECTED DNA FAMILY REPRESENTATIVE OF THE HUNTINGTON CURSE, A 3,000 YEAR OLD FAMLY CURSE, and the granddaddy of all family curses on this miserable planet. Allof this was leading up 2 the 1986 nightmare of my ICPE-APE-TECHNOLOGY nightmare with the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL's Earthly based an dchaptered group that now could all B part of and labeled the TRUMP GANG or 4 a more polite term, the TRUMP supporters, but I mean the 10 percent true blue, non-Amy Cooley, DIE-HARDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Let me tell U quickly now about the (B-D-HACK). Blog-Disappearing, 4 those in need of being refreshed in 'non daughter 2007 'astral-octonaming-MEANINGS'! Where R-U when I truly need U these latter days, oh wonderful and awesome and illustrious, Mizz KAREN SIMONS, sister of the long time Camden County, NJUSAESMWG SHERIFF SIMONS???????????????? When I am struck with this, my entire system goes into some type of definitely surreal and 'other-worldly' 4 lack of any better nor more descriptive verbiage here, IPYT folks, unfathomable unexplanable mode where first the work document poofs away at what seems like the speed of light and 4 absolutely no good or rational nor discernable reason whatsoever. Then , if I open up my FILE and type in the name of the document, it will come back, but not 4 somewhere between say two and ten minutes, an dthis varies. So where exactly does it go, while it is in this mysterious unexplanable state of purgatorial flucking limbo and just seemingly gfloating around, somewhere, the gods (coins and coils) only knowing where of course???????????????????
WHAAAAAAAHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA, MMCN!!!!!
Boy oh boy oh boy Uncle Billy and Frank Capra sirs; my life is anything but movie-wonderful, not otherwise associated or comparable in any tiny way with that of Sir ultra talented now Latengrate old-Hollywood actor, Mister James Stuart. Those fascinating by so many people, “two first non-security guard Christian names”, huh world?????? I am gonna' open up this current blog of present-times, with a few whittle items, so here goes. First and speaking of 'present' here, what is that magical item we all think of and label as, “the PRESENT TIME”? Just what the hell really truly is, RIGHT NOW, THIS INSTANT???? I will tell U, and U either won't get it, or U will simply reject it, upon “hearing that voice” inside of U, of course. That same whittle frikkin voice that has wiped out my entire life, endlessly and unrelentingly telling every single person associated with me 2 hate me, 2 ignore me, to disbelieve me, and 2 absolutely and unequivocally never ever render me one tiny bit of help nor assistance in anything that I have ever attempted doing in my entire lifetime since walking out of COOLEY HALL SCHOOL IN LATE JANUARY OF 1973 with one magical sheet of paper that not even rock stars in that similar type of situation that I was in, educationally speaking here; and that is a real actual HIGH SCHOOL DIPLOMA from the non supernatural high school on West Collings Avenue, also known as COLLINGSWOOD HIGH. I never attended the West Collingswood High School, not 4 one single solitary day, yet I have sitting in my safety box at the TD-Bank on Ohio Avenue & Route #1, in Fort Pierce, FLUSAESMWG, my diploma from there; and as I said, a feat that even the top rock stars of this nation cannot seemingly duplicate, huh Mister Glenn, ole' 1980 'LOIS FOCA SONG' musical pal? I do naught make these claims of utter wild outlandish surreal truth here 2 upset the mighty Verizon Carriers, no sir. None of this is meant as a brag, so taking any of these words that way, is only a misrepresentation of my sad tale of endless woes in a completely misguided direction. I say that this happened 2 me because of this incredible HUNTINGTON FAMILY CURSE whose current present time 'cursee', put into legal-language here, is none other than pitiful pathetic poor whittle innocent helpless Mark Wayne Mountainpen Mohr. Sarah Jehovah Stacey Krassle would of course, legally worded, B the cursor, only having nothing whatsoever 2 do with any type of electronic gismo. Yes peeps, I am the cursed one or the cursee here, and SHE has cursed me as the present part of this family nightmare ASTRAL GAME that Christians R absolutely unaware of the virtually countless tentacle connections 2 what small concepts they derive from reading their Christian bibles and listening 2 their preachers, mostly on Sundays. The part of this HUNTINGTON CURSE, that is where the big bang photon velocity squared explosion reception point is located, is my unfortunate situation of tear bucket woe-whiz-me nightmares of DOGTOWN, that R all surrounding themselves at. Yes peeps, the PRESENT instant, that magical and totally misunderstood beyond vague concept of some point where a past lays endlessly behind and a future lays endlessly ahead, is none other than the BIG BANG'S RECEPTION POINT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Herein lies a larger truth than the entire internet, and all of its countless so-called facts and junk items all put together, could even come close 2 equalization with. IPYT folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is Y space itself appears 2B racing away from us in an endlessly increasing way that scientists label as inflation. I think they need 2B more concerned with Earthly inflation and economic issues, but that is only my little damn ass opinion, and at exactly 12:59 PM, Diana crashed somewhere outside and a very loud thunder clap resulted. SHE has been very good 2 me recently, coming around with HER beautiful lightning every single day for many days now. HOW I LOVE U MY BEAUTIFUL ENDLESS LOVE, DIANA ZUUDLECRENESSIA ARTEEMIS!!!!!!!!! YOUR LITTLE BOY IS ALWAYS RIGHT HERE 4-U, YO GIRL!!!!!!!! But yes peeps, 'thissssssssssssssss' is Y, oh lovely Erica Luccisnakes mah'm, that illusion is what it is all around us. Purgatites blast out when they lose their full energetic values and come into their physical dreaming lives, one at a time yet we perceive the illusion of one big bang of course, and then the explosive expansion force appears 2 slow down endlessly from the maximum of just under the square of the speed of light, until reaching a sentient being's present-point of AWARENESS, and it truly is just as simple as that. But the scientific community insists that they know better, so what can I say 2 that, Sir Jay-Jay Evans, ole' pal!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! UR the coolest dude in the world, Mister James Walker, sir. How I miss getting television channels when I'd CU every day advertising 4 all of the various retirement benefits on your marvelous TV-AD-SPOTS. U were beyond cool then in that awesome “GOOD TIMES” show in the 1970's, and you're every bit as damn cool today, me' BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Speaking of olden days and high schools and classmate birthdays, I will B shortly recycling back only this time, telling my HTHS classmates that I am eight thousand and eighty years old, naught 8003, huh Mister Quay Sir? WOW THAT, Mister 3-4-7-12-19-84 R. H. M. I hear U and I-C-U, lovely LIGHTNING. Your little boy is right here, and I know U can C every single key that my whittle fingers strike on this whittle black key pad with whittle white writings on the keys, AKA by human mortals as, my keyboard. So WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, Sir Chester-Frank, SIR!!!
Now peeps, despite all of the internet sources that 'pop' and not poop up; oh all of U queens & kings of the PBHE's out there on any realm, mostly likely higher astral ones; when asking about that DEATH ANGEL SOUND, and that refuse 2 entertain anything other than the ear, and hearing problems, labeled as Tinnitus; I know 4 an absolute positive sure thing peeps, that in my case, this is naught what is going down, 2 keep me' ole' 1980 Camden, NJUSAESMWG coworker appeased here, and it is just exactly what another coworker at a security station in Atco, NJUSAESMWG told me once back in the year of 1987 in the autumn while I resided at 1700 Woodlyn Avenue, in Woodlyn, NJUSAESMWG in a home my mom and I rented from a friend of Jim Burr's that we all met back in 1975, known as Sir Paul Tomastik. According 2 this man who knew a whole lot of extremely esoteric and hidden (occult) stuff along the same lines of lovely Wiccan Mizz Patricia-'Holster-Carrying non-holidays'-Hollister from days of similar chronological circa when I was in my late teens and into early twenties; and this man told me that the high pitched sound that suddenly comes on us with great intensity and blocks regular hearing entirely while it happens, and always happens in ONE EAR ONLY at a time; is indeed what the old Hebrew-Jews of olden bible times referred 2 as the “DEATH ANGEL”, or the angel of death. On the Astral Plane, I came 2 learn from one of my Fascitarian journeys, HIS name is actually, Sir Mortimer Mortino, if converted into a pronunciation on the Earth mortal world and in the tongue language of the English system. Also, there is an absolutely unmissable direct connection and ratio 2 my using my computer 2 blog and the amount of DEATH ANGEL nearby visitations that I endlessly have been receiving over the past decade or so. The odds that this beyond-major increase of DA-assaults on me while using my computer 2 do these blogs where I admit 2 doing major heavy discussions about the ASTRAL PLANE, and or what some folks may deem 2B “forbidden-knowledge-information” here; is mathematically not possible 2 argue with or ignore. The odds of this being a mere coincidence would B around one times ten to the exponential power of four hundred or more, to one; and people, U wouldn't even B able 2 relate 2 a number that great, nor would I, not in a zillion futhermucking damn ass years!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IPYT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So if I blog and talk and say stuff such as what I've been doing and saying now 4 the past decade or so; then I can expect 2 get an unrelenting visitation by the ANGEL OF DEATH HIMSELF, OVER AND OVER AGAIN, and there is absolutely nothing that the goddamn MOUNTAINPEN can do about it, lads and lassies out there!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That wonderful awesome CIA-Operative, Mister Codenamed 'REDJOHN' Henningsen from the middle late sixties up through the ending of the summer in the year of 1970, said it all, and quite repeatedly 2 me back when I was just a mere wee lad of approximately age 13-15 years, “Mark, it's just that simple”.
Now peeps, the great world of psychology is not 2B knocked in general as many things in this field R in fact accurate and valuable in the medical and scientific community, and unfortunately, a few things R about as far off base as it gets, and with a little bit of a humorous story, I will now endeavor 2 tell U all something that I opened up on my prior couple of blogs, concerning the great musical project called, “BILLY HARNER 2000 SUMMER OF LOVE”. AS U may remember, I told U of my wild dream just hours B4 waking up and having 2 drive over 2 both the homes of Sir Paul Evans Pedersen, and then Sir William Harner, both in Pine Hill, NJUSAESMWG at the time, right off of the main drag and just a block or two apart on numbered side streets, possibly 7th and 8th streets, one right next 2 a WAWA or 7-11 type of store and one right next 2 a small mom & pop mini food market, and both places I've frequented upon several occasions. I told how I was beyond happy and on a large multicolored beach towel with my two lightning goddesses, Diana and Stacey, who really R the same entity but no words exist humanly 2 describe a beyond Marcucci-mind-boggling triple being who is really ONE, yet does have 3 personalities. Even devout Christians don't ever make such a dubious attempt that would lead 2 utter insanity, so Y would I wish 2 try? So there I am and happier than I have ever been times about forty three billion or so, and then POW, along comes my Uncle Goukas, and I, 4 whatever nonsensical stupid ass reason, just suddenly go off with him towards the boardwalk, where he then proceeds 2 walk down it and begin 2 juggle all sorts of stupid things that he had in his damn pockets, while I am just there with him in total misery wondering YYYYYYYYYY, and without even Jimmy from 1984 and 1985 2 help me out in my quest. Now taking this along with back in waking mortal life, I knew I was going 2B waking up and doing this musical project, that obviously my higher self energies or 'soul' as the Christians and many others love 2 endlessly term it; already seeing the time illusion 4 just that, AN ILLUSION; and thereby knowing that I'd B up here in some 21st century future time and totally screwed out of the few measly dollars owed 2 me in royalties, and thus the kings and the queens of the Diagnostic Statistical Manuel (DSM) and bible of the psychiatric industry, and those parts and medical students within it who study all of their learned and complex mind and dream studies will instantly make the fully and easily recognized connection here, that I can replace Uncle Goukas with the Harner Musical Project. Sure, it works out perfectly and wonderfully, that is of course 4 one quick and major ass item. Humanly where those dreams would B psychoanalyzed by anyone in the great and powerful non-OZZ DSM crew; the chronological circa is in total reverse, RIGHT? The music project happened AFTER the DREAM, naught B4 IT. So without even breaking a sweat here, I can look any of these fantastic wonderful awesome medical psycho experts right in the eye and say 2 them, “Fine, let's play it your way and say that we can take the events here and begin doing the biblical prophets exercise-tricks with them, U know, this means that, that means this, this converts to this, the 7 plagues this, and the famine that, and turning your head in that direction means you want to make love 2 your mother, and all of it, and I say, FINE, so if I go along with U then U have 2C right away, that TIME IS A MORTAL WORLD ILLUSION, and so is your prehistoric concept of what THOUGHTS TRULY R AS WELL, because the music project did not happen and the dream followed that, no sir”. The dream came, and THEN CAME THE PROJECT and the miseries following that, that leads us right up 2 this very present day and time, of May 26, 2023 at two of the clock on Friday afternoon. C how I can defeat them all world, and C-Y-I am thereby so goddessdog totally hated? This is even something that was part of truths that surrounded my beingness back in 1988 when I copyrighted my musical project called, “Epitome of Harassment PART 2”, and the lyrics of the title track song called, “PROPHET OF NOTHING”, making that play on words with the pun of 'profiting' verses a 'biblical prophet'! Even then, as my song lyrics admitted to, “I WAS HATED BECAUSE THEY KNEW I DID IT BETTER, THEY DID NOT LIKE ME PICKING IT 2 THE LETTER. DOING THINGS THAT THEY CAN'T DO, MAKING SKIES JUST A WEE BIT BLUE. TELLING EVERYONE I KNEW, THAT I AM HERE”. Again, if not properly interpreted, it connotes more of that 'VERIZON bragging', but I can assure all of U that bragging is the furtherest thing from my mind, now; as well as back in those 80's and 90's times!!!!!!!!!!! IPYT. Anyone who truly understands even a wee tiny slice of the life of MOUNTAINPEN, knows that there isn't one infinitesimal part or piece of anything in my life 2 ever ever brag over!!!!
BLOG STAT CAP JOB OF 8-15-2023, 7:20 PM.
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I have quite a 'doozie-whopper' story 2 tell today, oh wonderful Sir-'President Barrack Obama', and it goes like thissssssss, oh lovely Mizz Erica Luccisnakes:
The Global Enlightenment Of Morianity, 4 Millennium-3
MY BLOGS: PLEASE ARCHIVE THEM.
Mark Wayne Mountainpen Huntington Mohr
© 2006-2023, 'BOM' (Blogs Of Mountainpen)
ANY PASTED IN POSTS WITH OWNER ©'s ON THEM, ARE THE SOLE PROPERTY OF THE CLAIMANT, AND WILL BE REMOVED UPON RECEIVING NOTICE TO DO SO.
5 Mountainpen's or 2, or 462, it is always all the same!
YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, AND SO IS MY ENDLESS NIGHTMARE 1986 BEGINNING, ICPE-APE HELL NIGHTMARE ALL BASED ON A MISUSED ASTRAL TECHNOLOGY, BY EARTH CHAPTERED LAMBRIGG CULTISTS WHO HAVE MANAGED 2 SUCCESSFULLY GET AWAY WITH THIS CRIME OF THE MILLENNIUM NOW, 4 NEARLY HALF OF A GODDAMN CENTURY NOW, FOLKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WHEN MY LIFE IS GOING DOWN:
DJIA MARKET IS GOING UP
PHILADELPHIA FLYERS WIN
PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES LOSE
WHEN MY LIFE IS GOING UP:
DJIA MARKET IS GOING DOWN
PHILADELPHIA FLYERS LOSE
PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES WIN
THAT STATEMENT PRINTED ABOVE HAS THE POWER OF AN H-BOMB.
Our love was true, our love was rare
No other love could ever compare
Now that you're gone
My spirits are low
And baby baby baby, I love you so.
© 1977 Mark Wayne Mohr
But the lyrics above R along the lines of the lovely Canadian lady's song lyrics,U know, the power of love, and greater than 1,000 largest H-BOMBS!
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WANING CRESCENT------(WN-C)
WANING GIBBOUS--------(WN-G)
WAXING CRESCENT------(WX-C)
WAXING GIBBOUS---------(WX-G)
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(Y WON'T U HELP ME HERE, FBI INTERNET CRIMES SECTION)????
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MMMMMMMMMMMMMagnesoniCCCCCCCCCCCCCC
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 WOMO-SPACEFORCE SUBSKUMMITE ENEMIES, whom are VICIOUSLY PERSECUTING ME WITH COMPUTER HACKING 5 STRAIGHT DAYS NOW, SEPTEMBER 8-9-10-11-12, OF THIS 2023 YEAR, AND TODAY ON THIS 12 SEPTEMBER, WITH AIR AND NOISE ASSAULTS, AS WELL AS HEALTH DEATH POISONOUS ASSAULTS; WHICH IS ALL PART OF A RECENLT REKINDLED NEW STRING OF MAJOR HORRIBLE AND MAJOR DEATH ASSAULT HARASSMENTS ON ME, your creator, the Mountainpen, and Mark Wayne Mohr, & ALL PART OF THIS POST AUGUST OF 1986 ICPE-APE PARALLEL EVENT NIGHTMARE AGAINST ME, AND FIT EXACT PERFECT PATTERNS WITHOUT FAIL; AND WHICH IS ALL directly a part of the ICPE-APE-TECH-ASSAULT ON ME, THAT BEGAN ON THE EXACT DATE OF THE MORNING OF 15 AUGUST, IN THE YEAR OF 1986; and 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 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 a CRUSH DESTRUCT-SINGE DESTRUCT-TOTAL DESTRUCT—DESTRUCT ORDER, and 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, G-9173, under G-1133, CG-18, AND
S--------T--------O--------P.
END TRANSMISSION GWATE FWOLKS!
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