Happy Holiday Blogaudians and a Little Bit Now on Between the Lines Stuff
It has become quite cloudy after attempting 2 clear up, and when I awoke around ten this morning after sleeping approximately five hours last night, it was raining and dark, just the way I like me' weather, and yes, even a wee tad bit cooler, oh lovely Mizz gorgeous Hollister mah'm. WOW-THAT!
2 quote Sir Gomer Pile, United States Marine Corpsman, fictional of course, or as Morianity classifies it, 'PHASE-4'; jeepers-creepers and “Well GOOOOOLLLEEEEEEY, Sergeant Carter”!!!!!!!! Yes even with my knowledge of mathematics and unknown Castaneda-stuff relating 2 it known by him as a part of the “unknowable” of course; Hard as it is 2 believe, my trash & recycle workers were just here a short while back doing their job, and on this LABOR DAY HOLIDAY, YO! Another WOW-THAT, lovely Mizz Patty Hollister, along with a great James Stuart Wonderful-Life-Movie, “Boy oh boy oh boy, 2 UNCLE-BILLY, FRANK CAPRA's awesome movie tells so much about transdimensional hyperspace, along with their their effects that Morianity's Mountainpen labels as TOSE, short 4 none other than TOWEL SEEPAGE EFFECTS, of that mind bending transdimensionalization. JEEZ-LOUISE FONTY ole' boy, and absolutely no disrespect meant sir, as I wouldn't wish 2 go over your knee 4 a good spanking, any more than that poor misguided college student youth did who resided up there in lovely White Plains, New York-USA! OH SIR! WHAAAAHA-AHA-AHA!
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GEM PROJECT OF M-3
Some cracks left untouched, and definitely left 2 slip through; R all of the truths and wild tales, that I could, as well as plan 2 tell, concerning the incredibly magical COOLEY HALL; that I fully believe is a creation of the EDUCATIONAL FACTION OR DEPARTMENT of that wild Morianity-named and labeled group, the EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND SOCIETY, and today's blog will begin the delving into just a small wee tad bit of it and how its many countless tentacles of truths all indeed absolutely manage 2 interconnect and commingle together, so McDowell-Pennock-PERFECTLY, and yes; in or out of 1972, and into the first month of January of the following 1973 year, and my final month at COOLEY HALL. No, that photo above is naught actually Mister Marcucci's great awesome wife, nor is the lady sharing the Joe-Cup with here, Mister Marcucci's fellow educator Misses Marola, but the likenesses R beyond major, and this is Y upon seeing this photo online somewhere, I just HAD 2 FRIKKIN' CAP IT INTO ME' WHITTLE BWOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN, or the BOM, oh wonderful illustrious Warner Brothers employee of so long ago, Sir ELMER FWUUUUD!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I will begin this as soon as we CAP in the DATFILE INFORMATION so that we can officially record my blog entry here, oh awesome nice peeps out there!
4:10 POST MERIDIAN
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FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA, ESMWG
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Mark Wayne Mountainpen Huntington Mohr
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JEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZE-LOUISE, SIR FONTANA!
JEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZE-LOUISE, SIR FONTANA!
JEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZE-LOUISE, SIR FONTANA!
JEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZE-LOUISE, SIR FONTANA!
WITHOUT ANY GREAT MYSTERY-TELEVISION SHOWS, WE ALL DO LOVE OLE' 'LAW AND ORDER' JOE, AKA, & WOULD U BELIEVE THE ENEMIES R HACKING ME' BRAIN OUT, AS I ALWAYS NEW HIS NAME IN 'REAL LIFE' AND POOF, IT IS BEING BLOCKED OUT. YES, OLD DETECTIVE FONTANA WITH HIS NEAR MILLION DOLLAR WARDROBE, LIKE WO-WO-WO-WO; ALONG WITH A BIG WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT'S COMING BACK, 'MISTER FARINA', OR HOWEVER HE SPELLS HIS COOL NAME.
Okay, so U heard many stories that I've told about me' classmates, and far from the exhausted total that I could tell, believe that. Still, what kind of a story could they all perhaps write and tell about the Mountainpen, whom back then in those early nineteen-seventies was merely Mark Wayne Mohr? Folks, I have no doubt whatsoever, that if even 3 or 4 of them all got together, especially years ago when memories would B of course much fresher 4 all of us, and yes, I don't think that I would want 2 even begin imagining right now, just what a collaborated story BY THEM ABOUT ME, would possibly even venture 2 take in my most wild and remote viewpoint, as yes, there would B stuff 4 a ll of them 2 say about me, and WOW-YES PEEPS, oh wonderful awesome Blogaudian peeps out there in great CYBERVILLE; this is also quite obviously Y THOSE NEWS CREWS ALL JUST SUDDENLY DECIDED 2 DESCEND UPON THE GREAT COOLEY HALL, JUST A WEEK OR SO AFTER MY FINAL DAYS THERE HAD TERMINATED, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO 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 is there a ton and a half or more junk 4 me 2 honestly get into with all of this, that would blow your goddessdog minds, every bit as incredibly as my tales concerning transdimensional EGG HARBOR CITY NEW JERSEY, my MIND BUSTING HUNTINGTON FAMILY, my TWO DAUGHTERS, all of the ATLANTIC CITY related junk, and all along these lines? I can best answer that with a short message 2 lovely Field of Dreams Movie Actress Amy Madigan, playing the part of Annie the farmer's wife, & living in good ole' Iowa-USA, so here goes; “U BET YOUR ASS THERE IS”, oh U awesome beautiful woman!!!!!!!!!!!! Only a quintessential idiotic fool moron imbecile would still think that those PHILADELPHIA TELEVISION NEWS PEEPS just merely and coincidentally visited my school (COOLEY HALL) out of the blue a week or two following my departure from that place, and then along with this, the complete shut down of the place within a year of these BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN all beginning, and after a few of my real, and 2 quote still then, future President Obama, “doozie-whopper” BLOGS, THAT TOLD SOME WILD AND MAJOR STUFF, concerning the crap that all went down there; and my mind busting interactions there, since first going there in the beginning of February, of the year of 1969, and attending the joint for four years, except 4 summer breaks, as well as about 6 or 7 weeks while attending the CHURCH FARM SCHOOL with McNulty and the gang, and all part of more HUUUUUUUGE gargantuan plots from the ever mighty Exploratronic Supermind Society (ESS). Yes, these cracks still left slid through will all B vely vely vely carefully examined,scrutinized, and elaborated upon on the upcoming blogs of these 2023 BURR-MONTHS, and without any small bit of assistance from Camden High School graduate, Sir JAMES T. As 4 today, I am naught even planning 2 start this, but it will heat up, an dB prepared 4 even larger shocks than stuff so far told as this just may explain Y as well as how the Educational system was disrupted 2 the point where a cardinal rule was broken in my case, allowing me 2 receive a real actual high school diploma from the great WEST COLLINGSWOOD HIGH SCHOOL, without my ever attending that place 4 so much as one single solitary day, oh never transdimensional realized classmates, Donna Patterson Lalasis, Paul Evans Pedersen, and Eugene Michael Landon Horowitz!!!!!!! This is even beyond any kind of possible lines of “WOW-THAT”, am I correct here? While typing this incredible bit of inconceivable information into this blog, and at just past half past four, the computer sort of tried 2 freeze up, and I was able 2 use recent tactics 2 correct 4 it, but it was indeed, a definite Wanna' Spend My Time non WESTMONT WSMT ENEMY ASSAULT, and I need naught B struck by lovely Diana Zuudlocrenesia Arteemis, 2 know this 4 absolute 100 percent certain; oh great peeps out there.
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Folks in the great wonderful FEDERAL BUREAU of INVESTIGATION, when will U help me? Do U have anything even close 2 what I call a COMPUTER CRIMES SECTION or DEPARTMENT, or 'WHATEVER', quoting an old pal from my days of age 20 through age 25. What am I squawking about, U ask me perhaps? Allow me 2 show U then, me' kind ladies and gentlemen of the FBI:
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My COMMENTS COUNT approximately four months ago was up somewhere around 330-340 somewhere in range, and rather than hold steady or increase, it is endlessly being taken away from me, dropping point after point after point, and the BLOGGER TEAM PEEPS must think that this is all so funny funny funny, huh lovely Mizz Sheila Hare Bigtits Franklin of 1968? WELLLLLLLL, I do naught, lovely nuke-movies and Mizz 1983 'phone company' BLAKE, and 1984 Mister Rambo, mah'm and sir!!!!!!!!! I AM NAUGHT ONE WEE TAD TEENSY WEENSY WHITTLE DAMN GLASS BIT AMUSED ABOUT THIS, AS 2 ME, THIS IS A CIVIL RIGHTS VIOLATION, AS I KNOW THAT BLOGGER KNOWS IT AND WON'T STOP WHOEVER IS DOING THIS 2 ME, OH WONDERFUL 'FIBBIES', YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!! I now ask any of U awesome nice honest agents out there, how would U feel if all of this was happening 2 one of your kids? We both know that U would B every bit as ticked off as I am, and so if that makes me' simple whittle pernt here, Sir Archie Bunker, then good, and if naught, well, what can I say here Sir JAY-JAY EVANS GOOD-TIMES of the 1970's, YO???????????
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Misses Young, my fave educator of all of them, at the great, incredible, magical, and most likely even World Labs created and 'ESS' connected as well; COOLEY HALL, at Hopkins Lane and Kings Highway, in the illustrious and extremely historic New Jersey-USA town of Haddonfield; told me many wild things; and the few that were right there on top with Mister Palvo 1986 Humpback Whales Checkoff of STAR TREK, and these were her words now, naught my words “Can get me fired”. So she knew that she could trust me, and I never uttered anything she had spoken to me in confidence until she was most likely long dead and gone, as back in 1972, she was as old as I am now, coming up on 69 years. Peeps know they can trust me, and that I, as does my distant cousin, believe in LOYALTY! Show me the smallest reason 4 liking U, and folks, U will always have my loyalty. I, unlike me' cuzz, don't expect loyalty back, but I do give it. I believe in the golden rule, in other words, but let us move on now, shall we? So what were some of these incredible things that she told me during times in her classroom where she and I were the only 2 peeps in there, as well as in her husbands automobile, and even at the apartment where Mister Clifford R Young and his wife Mildred B Young lived in the neighboring town 2 me, of Audubon, NJUSAESMWG? Well, do U have a frikkin year or so, and if U do, well, I don't, naught right now, so 4 right now, just know that this will B spoken as the BURR-MONTHS of non-James T keep rolling along with ole man River. There may even B, and this is gonna' sound so far out that I will lose the few who really put it together here, but that merging of the planes deal that I spoke of on several of these blogs and one very recently, where my pal Mister Roth and myself were talking about some HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE things in July of 1997 up at what he called the Warren Grove, NJUSAESMWG HIGHPOINT, not far from a military 'war-games' gate in the Jersey Pine Forests, and how the present political climate and situation and TRUMPISM ITSELF all fits directly into this nightmare mess of DOGTOWN ITSELF!!!!!!!! 4 right now, this must B said and only this much. The MC (MILLIONTH COUNCIL) of the Astral Plane, or the government there, as the 'AWA' in astral-slang, is a lot more in control than the Earth realm's famous UN (United Nations); yet it is sort of like that body, only it has teeth and power, unlike the UN. By itself, there is no UN with the power 2 make war, or make legislative enforcements upon populations and civilizations; unlike the AWA. Still without taking all day long, I will say it quickly, so don't expect it all 2-B real up front and crystal clear 4-U right this minute. I have told how the little do-dads inside all of our present age technological devices, R nothing more than mirror imaged realities of this powerful astral governing force that even our great LORD JESUS warned us of its mighty and awesome power, right in the New Testament of the Christian Holy Scriptures (BIBLE), and these crystals and electronic guts inside all of these systems all grow on this physical plane of material existence. But the actual energy behind this truth or what is real behind this physical stuff on the ASTRAL PLANE or when things here would B accelerated 2 the speed of light times the speed of light, converting mass into pure energy, unlike fire which is the same conversion of mass into energy only it is the lowest grade conversion, and leaves ash residue, unlike total conversion that changes 100 percent from mass into energy. On this C-SQUARED condition, these growth crystal entities R a part of the level 8 and 9 purgatite entities of the ASTRAL, called the TOPLEEZ, short 4 the top level energetic entities. Coins and coins, the gods of the Purgatory (Astral-Plane) can come into our physical world in several ways, one is through the most natural processes of creation, they simply lose enough of their energy due 2 Planck-Time not being absolutely zero dimensional, and hence it does have a tiny infinitesimal drag 2 it, causing a slow lessening of energetic value of all Purgatites after so many interactions there. This is how humans R born, naturally, and then comes higher astral entities who can actually come here on demand. This can B done by all sorts of asapian dream travel, just as Almighty Absolute Gravitation uses its own developing ASAP particles 2 start inter-fluxing through a dream channel and eventually creates its outer 'purgatory', the Astral Plane. TOPLEEZ can also learn 2-B physical projectors and come here in short bursts of our mortal world time, and also they can occasionally come here as the electronic crystal do-dads and begin growing physically on planets or moons. Then we have the even rarer rubbamold entries, and even large-RM entities who actually R made up of many entities in numerous shapes of triangles, cigars, and saucers, the Earth name of course we all know, flying saucers and 'UFO' ships. There R no aliens out there, and the civilization advancement prevention system is indeed about in Lawtronic Reality, and some of the more intelligent peeps on this Earth such as New York City's Professor Michio Kaku knows this fully well. We could go on forever, but we won't, at least naught right now, oh lovely Mizz 1983 AT&T Blake, mah'm. This blog is 2 open up some of the junk that will B looked at in more depth and detail from now through the end of this 2023 year. I am merely whetting appetites here, YO folks! No spellchecker, naught Folksingers. This is not about the music world today, although as we all know, COOLEY HALL has major connections with that industry, and like WOW 2 the fourteenth power!
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THIS ETERNAL DOGTOWNITE,
AND THIS HUMAN-HYBRID, WITH THE
Blood type--A neg. & Eye color--green-hazel
IS SAYING THIS TO YOU BOY,
YOU BRING ME THRILL AND JOY.
WHEN YOU JUST TOUCH ME,
WHAT CAN I SAY?
© MARK WAYNE MOHR 1969-1981
BURN WITH FIRE, WRITTEN LATE JUNE, 1969 FROM WESTMONT, NJUSAESMWG.
Without burning in fire back in 1969 or any other Mike outdoor grill Mitryk year that is soon to follow that one; I will say one thing that absolutely nothing whatsoever to do with thrill or joy or fires or passion of magical PATTY'S. That is that I do not need the great illustrious N-G-ADS (New Group-Alpha Deep Six), to tell me what I already knew before I ever met him. The one thing that I never told that he said to me was some details regarding how he believes certain FAWCES use people in various ways and that these exact ones that are working on me to write these blogs these many years now, only want these blogs written and nothing else at all. To accomplish their laudable goal and mission, it matters nothing at all how much I must suffer in order to get it done. Sounds pretty horrendous, and so does another BIBLE as well. We all know what is getting said and we all know that things no matter how monstrously horrific they are, MUST INDEED HAPPEN at least according to these powerful FAWCES, mentioned by coworker Mister Hall, as well as the great writers of the 1977 Star Wars Movie. I doubt that the apostle Peter wanted to be all miserable the day Christ was sentenced to die by the Roman empire. I doubt that even old Judas wanted to end up miserable and hanging from a tree. I certainly doubt that Jesus wanted to die in agonizing and excruciating pain up on a damn cross. FAWCES make a lot of things happen, and it seems to this mere damn mortal that no matter how horrible these events may be, including my Huntington Curse, none of us have one damn choice in the matter. This of course tells me that the concept of FREE WILL is tremendously misunderstood by the current day populations of the human race. All of that aside however, Sir N-G-ADS told me that these FAWCES want these blogs done for some future generation that's way more enlightened than is the current one. He also told me that in order to make it happen, I need to suffer in hellish nightmares. My blogs get way better when I am under the damn guns of these putrid FAWCES than when I am NAUGHT, Mizz Blake. Seems very monstrous mean and quintessentially unfair, ON DAM STEROIDS. But alas, what can I do? Now that we have established that I do NAUGHT know what to do or what to say, with or without any transdimensional modern day musicals such as the 'OTHER' HYPER-SPACE-MECHANICS FROM THE DISNEY PEEPS; let me move still onward with this as well as some Storing High In Transport that this all leads into as we continue exploring here. Before I do go on, there are no quick absolute easy answers in any of this, kind folks, yo, and yes Mike Soft, kind folksinger people like lovely Melanie Safka back in the early seventies too, yo BRAHHHHH!!!!!! I say this because there may indeed be a real powerhouse truth to the NG-ADS dude, and what he said to me late in 2018, here in the PHA Community Room one afternoon; but there is also another more hidden and sinister part to this wild non singular polar reality. David Roth recognized this awesome powerful truth also that I will now reiterate. He believed in NOT JUST ONE FACTION WITHIN MY ENEMY THAT I WENT ONTO RENAME MANY TIMES, AND EVENTUALLY LABELING IT THE WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE, after I began the Morianity Blogs later to be referenced as the 'BOM'! When I went to color in the H-S-M a few lines back and then underline those letters, as shown above, a faction that tries to discourage my telling what is being done to me on these damn blogs, screwed with me and made the 'H' letter switch back to black, totally defeating the purpose of what I was cleverly referring to here, and we all know it.
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We all love FIREFOX. Well I do, but I sure wish this mother freaking automated mechanized robotized inhuman society would help people who are in their freaking sixties. Ever since I did one little thing on my blog, using the FIREFOX BROWSER, simply trying to leave a comment on my own blog, at the BLOGGER-DOT-COM site, the cookies got goddess damn disabled somehow, and I can no longer blog on this browser, until I can get my dam guru over here; and that is a very expensive proposition, AND IT JUST IS NOT DAMN ASS FAIR, YO! This world is fixed and prejudiced against older people, who have no family support, or anyone in their dam ass lives to assist them, and it should be totally frikkin' illegal; Congressman Pat Murphy sir, and Governor Rick Scott, sir!!!!!!!! And as time endlessly appears to trek onward in its mysterious way, slipping from the great Eagles to underneath great london streets and area train tunnels; we now must change this to Governor Desantis. So WOW THAT, spoon dancing big-O! For one great example, it may say, “Trending now” but what truly is now? I for one realize that there is ONLY NOW, and no one ever has been able to live for one second in the PAST or in the FUTURE. We can only live right now and it is endlessly RIGHT NOW. So actually, we exist on a photon wave of reality and due to how we exist in this endless now, we then have literally created both a Photon Memory that mortal man calls the past, as well as Photon Projection that mortal man calls the future.TRENDING NOW
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- So let's discuss my music, here in this eternal endless NOW. As I do, both the past as well as the future are magically transdimensionally effected, and nothing is, was, or will be exactly the same as a result of saying what I now will say in this NOW!
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- In 1969, I wrote two wild songs that the average teenaged boy would just never write, at least in my humble opinion (IMHO). Shortly after this, I was given an extremely interesting school teacher who I called, Mister Marcucci. My mom's boyfriend Mister Sidney 'Cohen' Crown could not believe how incredibly he looked like John Lennon the Beatle, as he met him on the same day at a parents-teachers pre-season school meeting at the Cooley Hall, that he had also seen a poster outside of a record store, at a large mall in the area; and his words to me were, and those words I do remember verbatim, “Mark the teacher you'll be getting next week looks precisely like that Beatle, John Lennon, and I mean precisely, right down to his eyeglasses”. But this is just one tiny thing, and we could be hours and days literally on this one small thing, and there is years worth of fucking shit to get into here. And the N-G-ADS dude knows as do I that YES, doing these blogs,reliving these agonizing memories and reevaluating many things while in fact doing so, lovely Donna; makes me begin to see entire new worlds and galaxies of otherwise forever hidden information from my conscious mind. This is just HOW THE HUMAN FUCKING BRAIN OPERATES, ME' KIND PEEPS OUT HERE, YO!!! And yes, the faction of the MILITUFORCE that does NAUT WANT THIS TOLD AND DONE is pouring on all sorts of annoying hacks JUST AS THEY ALWAYS PREDICTABLY DO TO ME WHENEVER I START REALLY GETTING IT SAID GOOD AND HOT! Right now, it is the damn vely vely annoying SPACE-BAR-HACK, YO, Sheriff Ken Mascara, sir!!!!!!!!!! GEE, imagine that me' gwate peeps out here!
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- So the songs that I wrote in the late spring, as well as the early summer, in the year of 1969, even though I never actually recorded them on any great sound equipment or had them sung by any good sounding vocalist, or ever sen t any lead sheets of the music to the United States © Office; seemingly had some awesome wild cosmic effects on all sorts of things. But advancing things up eleven years to the late spring and early summer of 1980 while newly residing at 1802 Robin Hill Apartments, now we have the next chapter LITERALLY, in the book of Mountainpen's MUSIC and its cosmic effects on reality. We need not rehash anything, but we all know by now most of the basic details and thus, the damn shit that's being said here. I of course haven't even begun to get into details of just what I hoped would happen when I was creating the 'KFP' machine, and then what ACTUALLY DID GO ON TO HAPPEN. I may have lightly glossed over shkit, but know this great Blogaudians out here. I have not even started to give the real damn details. I merely am tying in the effects that seem to literally fothermucking explode EVERY SINGLE TIME I DO ANYTHING AT ALL, BIG OR SMALL, WITH MY GODDESSDAMN MUSICAL ABILITIES. And before anyone says to me, “What musical abilities”, let me add this in real damn quickly, yo BRO!!!!!!!!! I have had a lot of top world renown great recording artists and songwriters, steal many parts and pieces of my music throughout the past five decades of time. Believe that or don't, but I know what I goddamn know about that topic, yo. Still to remain on point here, doing any kind of music seems to cause this pathetic pitiful Huntington Cursed person a lot of grief, and I mean major fucking grief on quintessential HUUUUUUGE ass buckets of steroids. Let us advance up to this current century, our twenty-first century, and to the year of 2010 when I had lived in Florida for just over a year and right before the damn new year of 2011, I had gone for the first time to the great Port Saint Lucie recording studio that's now closed and operates out of a place in Pompono Beach, called the AVALON STUDIO, owned by the second cousin of the great Jon BonJovi, Sir tony BonJovi. Of course this surname is spelled differently officially. But staying on point here folks, this began my Floridian chapter of hellishness as a result of what else, yes, ME' OLE' ducking MUSIC. This topic and the details of how music in just these three major time periods, the sixties, the eighties, and the twenty-tens, is way too lengthy for doing any serious talks about right now. This is a mere laying down of a gargantuan foundation.
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SEPTEMBER 10, 2014,
WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON AT 2:01,
HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT TEMPERATURE 87 DEGREES FNHT.
FEELS 96 DEGREES WITH THE HUMIDITY
YESTERDAY'S DAILY TEMP. RANGE: (H-91/L-73)
I frankly do not trust one single human being in the smallest degree, let alone any of the gods except for MIDDIE, the Programmer, you would say the Almighty. Mother-Daughter-Electron, MDE, or MIDDIE. Yes, the seventh day was HER UPLINE VACATION to HER UPLINE equivalent Atlantic City and Tennessee Avenue. This to both of us, is a beyond extremely special day, quite naturally. The twelve tribes of Benjamin in the Old Testament Bible is where known humanity stems from, according to those of the Christianity Faith, and count me as one of them. I merely know some shit that I am no way in hell supposed to know or remember, not even fragmented. But the endless real mystery is none of this. But rather, it is why then do beings this powerful next to us; allow shit to all happen, when this was what caused me to know all of this stuff in the first dam place? This is what I termed back in the autumn of 1987, and told this to my now dead pal, Mister David Charles Roth, AN 'EVENTAL' TIME WARP. Now don't confuse it with the TIME PARADOX, concerning the hypothetical traveler, who does a major experiment, by going back and killing his grandfather, to see what happens to him; along the lines of that silly 'BACK TO THE FUTURE' movie nonsense. All real quantum dynamics folks and astro physicists know, that the murder event, merely splits another fan blade dimension off, into two worlds that were one before that happened. One was where the grandfather was not shot and the other where he was shot. The shooter is living in the one where he was not shot. A very similar thing can be witnessed by putting electrons through a special screen, in a controlled lab-experiment. The electron is a fifth dimensional part of nuclear reality. The other parts that comprise the atoms are always but three. This creates the real power behind why things all work as they do. If those not ready to accept total world peace, ever really understood what I know about this, the world would be doomed in a short time. We as a global order are not even close to being ready to handle type-3-civilization power! To bring that scale to life, with all we know and can do right now, this scale places our technology as a global civilization type-0. This scale goes from type 0 through type 3, and don't take my word for this, as I am sure a few minutes of Googling will get you to a trusted website that confirms these words. When I came to this paragraph on a blog from last 3 May, the system stopped working and I had to click the mouse, and so I figure that some part of HALLS FAWCES did not like that part all that much, so I pasted it into this blog. SO WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, and
TEE-HEE-HEE nothing, Mizz Munster!
TEE-HEE-HEE nothing, Mizz Munster!
TEE-HEE-HEE nothing, Mizz Munster!
TEE-HEE-HEE nothing, Mizz Munster!
TEE-HEE-HEE nothing, Mizz Munster!
TEE-HEE-HEE nothing, Mizz Munster!
AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA, MCNULTY FROM '71.
END TRANSMISSION, POSTED AT 5:55 PM, 9/4/23.
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