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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
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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 AND RUTHLESSLY ATTACKING ME since this entire mess all began on 15 August of 1986, and right now over the past two days of September 26 and September 27, in this current year of 2023, with the following harassing persecutions on me, your creator Mark Mohr, the Mountainpen: PROPERTY DAMAGE AND SCREWING WITH MY TOILET, and UTILITY AND ELECTRONIC ATTACKS, WITH SOUND NOISES THROUGH MY ENTERTAINMENT SYSTEM; AND ALL R DONE, and R ALL A PART OF THEIR ASSAULT ON ME, BY USING THE ASTRAL PLANE FORBIDDEN TECHNOLOGY OF ICPE-APE; AND THAT ALL BEGAN ON THE EXACT DATE OF THE MORNING OF 15 AUGUST, IN THE YEAR OF 1986, 37 goddamn years ago to this very day; 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.
Now B-4 we get into me' roulette game played as a result of yet another assault on me last night at right practically was on the nose 4 the final Jane Sleazeweedsdisease Thistlethorns assault-time, and the 4th and final one of the day as there R-2 meridians 'A' and 'P', as well as two clock minute periods in each one, eleven minutes past eleven as well as past one, so a total of flucking 4 of these nasty ass times, YO peeps. Right at the final one and less than an hour shy of midnight, they began putting illegal sounds and noises through me' entertainment system and it was on all channels and even the video and this is a serious violation of me' civil rights, Federal Communications Commission, so U do need 2 get on the ball here, or I am gonna' have one wild and totally damn non-SS-HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE lawsuit, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!! As we all know only 2 goddessdog well folks, last night or about 24 hours shy of this most recent persecution-assault on the PPNR-Mountainpen; they struck me' toilet with their also quite mysterious and magical weapon, whatever it is, and just however it is done, as all I know 4 sure here is 2 things. It is real and happening and absolutely naught imagined in one wee tad bit little way, Mizz Hollister and Mizz Finchblake Serling. The other thing I know 4 proof positive is that this is being done by the same group of whoever they really R, and this has been ongoing against me since half way somewhere into the futhermucking nineteen-eighties, YO WEERLLD ALDARE, YO!!!!!!!!!!! Now folks, the parallel roulette number 4 'toilet', or any kind of propdam, as I've shortened the 2 words of PROPERTY-DAMAGE into, YO, is NUMBER-3, while the parallel roulette number 4 utility and electronic attacks on me, is NUMBER 24, and I have noticed that waiting for days when these both R prevalent and often being perpetrated against me YO, causes a major powerful dual-numeric-action with BOTH THESE NUMBERS, however; until I have more than a few years of journals on this, I am sticking with playing the least possible numbers, and usually if many harassment's R all ongoing against me in major horrific simultaneous fashion, then I go with, and as stated in a recently posted up previous blog, the persecution that started it all on that particular day, such as going with the AIR on that prior time a couple days back. Now this was not major multiplexed, the one from late on Tuesday and then the one from late on Wednesday and just a couple of hours or so ago. But 4 the record, when times come where a lot of day after day PROPDAM as well as UTILITY-ELECTRONIC ASSAULTS R BOTH COMING AT ME, YO; playing bot the 3 and the 24 together is a real kick as way of playing, and unlike air which lasts at best between maybe two and five hours after the last arieal assault comes and it breaks off completely; this seems 2 last a good solid 48 hours, give or take maybe a few hours. Still, it is 2 new, and I like as U all know, playing the vely least amount of numbers that I can on the wheel, so yesterday's game was only played with number-24, and the game B-4 that one with the topiet-attack, was only played with number-3. I made out well both times. I already posted the Tuesday results, and late last night, Wednesday night, I made 25 units on 43 spins of the wheel, and quit ahead again, as I almost always do, on paper of course! Now I may B playing the HEALTH PARAMETER NUMBERS TOMORROW UNLESS SOMETHING THAT I AM PERDY-DERN-ASS SURE THAT THE WSMT ENEMIES DID 2 ME breaks off. I woke up with some nasty 'tickle-coughing' as it is sometimes refered 2. It is very unpleasant and many times these assaults come against me while sleeping, and in DREAMS, Sir Mowry-Plugs, I begin 2-B coughing a lot and chest-choking as I have named this unpleasant deal, and then it continues into the nightmare and eventually wakes me up into a real nasty cough fit that can last an hour when the assaults R real bad, and then like magic and Potter-POOFS, it just goes completely away as if nothing had ever happened the truck 2 me whatsoever, YO U great awesome people aldare!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If this persists into tomorrow, I'll B playing the health-roulette parallel-numbers, and if so, I will post up the goddamn results, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, ME' BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HO-HO-HO Patty and guy-pal, Mister Claus. How the kids bothered me during me' final week living at the Chain-Disappearing Dellway Arms Apartments. Patty and Santa came over as many of U know 2 scout out what size of a truck they would need 2 bring on the following week. They were nice and were helping me' mom and I move from there, into 1118 Linden Hill Apartments of Lindenwold, NJUSAESMWG back on March 1, 1975. But on that final week, due 2 lots of children playing outside in the parking lot of the Dellway Garden Apartments, as well as the adjoining other apartment system areas and parking lots, and seeing Patty HHH along with her friend Santa Claus, back on that wild weekend afternoon; a dozen kids from ages five through nine, give or take; knocked on the door, and told me that they wanted me 2 put them in direct touch with, U guessed it, SANTA the RED-SUIT GUY. This dude, whoever the Dogtown he may have really and truly been good folks aldare YO, was the absolute spitting image of the guy from the pole, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!! My stories folks R all totally and absolutely the truth, and Sheriff Ken Mascara Sir, U-R of course more than free as is anyone else in any legitimate authority, 2 request my driving if within a ten mile range or they R free 2 come here 2 me' residence bringing all the polygraph equipment, and I will take the poly tests, and yes, WITHOUT BREAKING A SWEAT I WILL TOTALLY PASS THEM ALL, YO WEERLLD!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh yes, in under an averaged-casino gaming hour of 43 roulette-wheel spins, I made a nice simple and quite damn ass dependable 25 UNITS of profit, YO-HA ME' BRAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! On the double-red-nick or 10 buck level, that means in less than an hour plus drive time 2 the house-joint, Sir Winn YO, I just grabbed up a nice whittle quarter grand USD. A ten buck level means I need 2 have a 100 unit bankroll of 1,000 dollars 2 play, and that means 4 absolute safety, a total home bankroll or PBR X 4, so I will need 2 have put away and willing 2-B lost, 4,000 bucks, so actually when starting, I will go on single nickel level and that means having 2,000 THB. (THB) is total home bankroll, and (PBR) is playing bankroll. Without a system that incorporates this ratio of 4:1 being THB:PBR, the risk of a crash loss that is completely devastating 2 the successful operation of the player gaming strategy, goes up astronomically, and THAT is indeed a non-Muscles-MO promise, standing or not, last day or not, oh lovely awesome girl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Simple as all THAT, Mister REDJOHN.
2 OF ME' SONGS ARRANGED BY T-G, R CAPPED IN BELOW, FROM THE ILLUSTRIOUS UNITED STATES COPYIGHT OFFICE
Folks, 4 those who find it just about impossible 2 believe, give me truth serum and poly tests one after the other, and a good tester or top Quantico-FBI tester with medical apparatus and emergency peeps standing by in case of some unforeseen problem and medical issue, they can even determine if stuff is a delusion in the mind of the tester, and I am gonna' use the word, Mister Mike Soft Hellwrecker Spellchecker Sir, as it fits the legal lessee and lessor jargon jive junk, and thus, it should B in there, so I am adding it in and using it Gods-Dog it, YO, Benny-Frank and Richard Russ, as well as all great book-almanacs the world over, YO WEERLLD!!!!!!!!!!! Not only is the Santa Claus deal a reality, but sop is beginning these blogs on the first week of January of 2006 and not having clue number point oh one, about 2 major monster ass peeps from my past, who all became a major part and piece of human history, who R major name recognized, in other words. Bob Andrews who went onto become the great FEDERAL CONGRESSMAN, and of course PATTY & MERRY, who if anyone does not know MC, they have been living in a cave or underneath the ocean in a future colony somewhere, or just perhaps more realistically, in the minds of the great 'OTHER SJK' peeps of the EW, (Entertainment World), Sirs Spielberg, Jeffen, and King, 2-B precise here. I no more buy into THAT DAMN ASS COINCIDENCE as in SARAH JEHOVAH KARGE, than I buy all of a total on ninety-one coincidences of the awesome great 'Precious Movie' of 2009, YO WEERLLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But when my mom an dI were at the local town meeting in Williamstown that day in 1996 and I introduced my mother 2 the congressman, he sort of looked at me funny, and I totally believe that he remembered me and yet I had absolutely been somehow magically MIND-HACKED and blocked, maybe by the WOMO-SPACEFORCE, maybe naught, but I didn't remember who he really was 4 many many years yet 2 come, even during my friendship times with his later 2-B assistant, Sir Clarence Harris, following me' dealings with his earlier predecessors, Sirs Phil Petru and Steve Petersen, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOW-THAT, on STEROIDS. And then I even discussed Patty and her/our daughter on me' early blogs, telling about the move she helped me with in 1975, the not allowing little 5 year old daughter 'MERRY' out on Halloween due 2 some “extreme bad behavior”, 'that's a quote', (L&O-Adam Schiff-DA of Manhattan Borough); and how she led me by giving me' mom some cassette tapes one day at their office, about many things, an done of these things was the magical powerful ancient wisdom of the (FASCITAR)!!!!!!!!!!! Yet all the while telling these things back on early original blogs from the days in Jersey, and B-4 ever coming 2 know the KING-WASHCLOTH distant cousins of Mizz PHHH, I had absolutely no tiny wee tad bit of a clue that little Merry had gone onto become the world's greatest female recording artist of all time, recorded officially on this Earth-Planet. Now having one of these 2 deals happening is wild and inconceivable enough, would U all naught totally completely agwee with the MOUNTAINPEN here, oh folks? BUTTERCHEESE, big ass BUTT and but, 2 of them, come on, the odds of 2 such things would B far beyond the needed odds 2 win the great POWER-BALL LOTTERY JACKPOT, AND YES GORGEOUS MUSCLES-MO-MAH'M, IPYT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
was only going 2 let a few small things out today, but this siege has
prompted me 2 do otherfluckingwise. First, my residence is a
hell-hole whole dump and April Lee is a total slumlord as well as a
crook. This so called charitable organization that has supposedly
helped me is a total joke. All of these places R, they merely serve 2
line the pockets of a few fat cats at the top that own the places
such as these and R able 2 draw huge salaries as well as tax exempt
expense accounts. Peeps R so dumb and they all make me so sick. U all
fall 4 it when some hot shot star donates something or does something
philanthropic. They were told that by doing this it not only will
save them money on their income taxes, but will bring them more
notoriety and more money, our so called system is and will always B
totally crooked, it is a ‘money chases money’ and ‘poverty
chases poverty’ system, from which there never can B any possible
escape.
Paul
Pedersen of Studio Park Records,
my crooked EX business partner from ‘Hicksville’, New Jersey,
said 2 me once, that I
am playing my Morianity 2 the roaches,
when he saw how I would let an open end phone circuit play tape
recorded parts of my life journal, after all the
‘dee-dee-dee-dee-dee’ sounds all stop after taking a phone off of
the hook. Well
Paul, then explain 2 me Y-I hear talking and all sorts of sounds ‘out
there’ and even was responsible 4 starting the very first
chat-room, long B4 computer internet was used back B4 my train trip
down 2 Florida-1 shortly shy of Christmas 1983, ol’
buddy!!!!!!!!!!!!
All this shkit is all on previous mother fucking blogs, all up there
4 the world 2-C and know about.
Remember
the Carlisle, Pennsylvania trip back in June of 1996? Actually
there were 2 of them, but the 2nd
one caused the huge problems that all resulted immediately
following returning back 2 New Jersey. Remember the strange young
child that messed with me while I was attempting 2 telephone my mom
from the payphone along the road? Remember how he kept telling me 2
look at my tire rim? Now
it is time 4 the record 2B updated on just what I know about all of
this shkit. I talked about something years B4 internet again, and one
of its many things called ‘kids-net’, and called this thing,
'CHILDNET'. NET being short 4 a networking is not some new thing that
was born of the internet computer age folks, U can’t B dumb enough
2 disagree with me on this. A dangerous cult exists and has since
around the time of the plucking Second-World-War.
It was run by a powerful bunch of peeps that later became powerful
wealthy bootleggers. They learned from a secret ASTRAL-PLANE run
society, that SATAN or any name anyone would like 2 assign 2 this
somewhat mythical yet real fellow, has the ability but not the
permission, 2 do a very strange thing. Doing this thing brings power
2 the doer of this deed beyond anyone’s dream of avarice and greed.
U literally need 2 separate the real U inside and learn 2 travel
around in it, but not travel in space or time, but in
space-time-mind. When U can accomplish the mastering of this art
form, U can move onto the Astral Plane and visit any large city there
in this Catholic called Purgatory System of existence-condition. The
trick is remembering consciously and becoming a duality, and
eventually, practice lowering the atomic speed or vibration of the
STM that makes up this new condition. Doing so will make U wake up
inside the very core of a star. Astral cities R physical world stars.
The energies of these entities all interacting together there create
what on a human world level is called, nuclear fusion. 2 men,
Gallagher and Kennedy, by sir name, started this total secret
society, and funded it with all sorts of Satanic and criminal
activity, the sale of illegal alcohol and the sale of children into
torture and bondage, even full sexual slavery and eventual human
sacrifice. I could say a million more things but dare not as many
know, this easily could become my final day here on this Earth should
I type on. Still, a not so fine Irish gentleman by the name of Robert
McGuire was trusted with this organization, and later still, his son,
the current half owner of the Atlantic City Irish Pub, on Saint James
Place. How many peeps in the family as the cousins go out, that
connect into this horror show, is unknown, I would not even want 2
begin 2 B cognizant of any of these monstrous frucking details. This
foundation and groundwork however needed 2B laid down B4I could march
this along 2 the point I feel needs B made right now, TODAY. In
this Monsters Club of Robert McGuire Junior, run by the
Millionth-Council, or empowered by it may B a more accurate
terminology here, there R the chosen agent children, (CAC). The
‘Cacs’ is indeed a word used in super secret by these monsters.
The
boy telling me about my tire rim after it had just been damaged at
the GATHERING PLACE, in Runnemede, New Jersey, in June of 1996, was a
CAC. The strange boy who knew me earlier this year at the place where
I am employed is also a CAC. So R many of his numerous friends who
all R now living down here all around me. One of their favorite
things that they enjoy doing 2 me at this present time and location
of the HARVEST FOOD OUTREACH www.harvestfoodoutreach.org/
where U will C my photo and story and it was all put up there without
ever requesting my permission, and this truth I will gladly attest 2
in any legal proceedings at any future time under full pain and
penalty of libel and or perjury charges, but
one of their favorite things they enjoy doing 2 me Congressman
and Julie,
PERFECTLY LAYERED SONIC VIBRATIONS ALL NOTWITHSTANDING, YO; is
2 have me called 'MAH'M'
constantly, just because my hair is a bit long.
Everyone says it is total nonsense, they
all have noticed it happens; and tell
me that I no more look like a girl than the plucking man on the
flucking moon does.
The other day, both a coworker as well as myself, caught some
children, that obviously R off 4 the Christmas holidays as normally
my shift of 8 AM through 1 PM at least allows me not much usual
kid-interaction, as I am off on weekends, and this means only when
school break is on must I run into these little twat eating trouble
makers. They were actually putting the adults that they were with, up
2 doing this, they said ask the lady over there, and the adults were
saying, no that is a man, and the kids kept insisting until they got
their way, and were smirking and laughing. My coworker just happened
2 observe the entire incident. This made many past bells of my life
go off when he told me all of this later on while we were outside on
our break time. When we went back inside, not 10 minutes later, he
fell and injured himself and was taken 2 the local hospital. This is
all done with child-net, and star-power. After I got home, I
remembered many other times where this happened, and most of the
time, there indeed were youngsters either present at the time, or
that were with those particular customers back on summer break. Last
summer, I cannot ever safely blog what happened with kids there, on 3
separate occasions. Don’t let your sick imaginations go into
overdrive either any of U cops out there, only once was I, well, U
know what, and I walked away without saying a word and never was
bothered again. Still, I would love 2 get into specifics of many
other things, especially one, and
McGuire
knows precisely what I am talking about, don’t U, U sick diseased
mother fucking puck head.
The Exploratron visitor was another deal, but nobody
can tell HER what 2 do, as this is HER dollhouse.
Actually,
it's her thought-wave, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
safe journal, chapter 0051
THE
EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION
SAFE JOURNAL,
BOOK-CHAPTER 0051
WORLD LABORATORIES SYSTEMS
SEND-BACK-TEXT
DATE AND TIME FILE: 122910.582
BLOG SUBTITLE: “UNDER MOTHER
FLUCKING DEATH SIEGE”
BEGINNING
TRANSMISSION:
Well here we go Mister
Fort Pierce, Florida Mayor, and I will make an
appointment 2 come in and talk with U very soon. I can C the
library here having all the facilities in constant use on
Saturdays, and am now willing 2 hand this fucking diseased EVIL
EMPIRE their huge and continual and frucking unrelenting stock
market Wall Street endless weekly gains at my mother fucking
expense by not being able 2 frucking blog on Saturdays or
Sundays, or Mondays with this cheapskate library system down
here in sunny ass Florida, but now at 2 in the afternoon on a
Wednesday, the middle week, 2 have all the word processors in
use all over again, no, this is mother fucking bull shit as far
as I’m fucking concerned, YO. The jerk off next 2 me after I
finally have this one is not using it 4 writing, but is sitting
flucking here listening 2 his music, and I’m reporting this 4
all the fucking good that it will do me, when I leave here
today, 2 the frucking front desk. Music listening through
headphones is done on internet connected machines, not the only
4 precious word machines, and this is just 2 pluck with me, but
U all have not heard anything yet as this is just the very start
of this death siege and how all the shit in the mother lucking
universe is in fact being done 2 fluck with me and screw up my
mother frucking life.
Vicious
CHEMTRAILING is horrendous and flucking totally monstrous along
with loud private shit airplanes all around me stalking me,
paranoid mother trucker McCoy Dead-ball Donner. 2 out of many
countless good websites prove beyond any doubt that this is a
real fucking attack on me, not some ranting pleas 4 help or
psychotic mother frucking delusions: www.chemtrail-central.com/
and www.chembusters.com/
They not only made me sick as hell, but literally injured a
powerful and great person, 4 the dummies that do not know what
or who is being discussed here, my blogs of 2010 tell it all
with little room 4 any heavy speculation or clue hunting,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yesterday was the start and not all that
bad, but today, the attack is BOTH MAJOR AND BRUTAL, IT IS AN
ALL OUT ASSAULT ON MY CIVIL MOTHER DUCKING RIGHTS, just in case
anyone could ever care in the least over at the freaking
ACLU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TOLD
U GINA, AND TOLD U EVERYONE ELSE, that as long and ling and
Henry angry men Fonda tape magical sonic inserts, that THEY HAVE
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Now we all know unless we were born thirty hours ago and R burping down some milk, and crapping ourselves; that when we R looking at a blogger site and a blog such as my blogs, the BOM, all U ever need 2 do 2 verify that any past posts R genuinely previous posts from a long time ago as the dates so specify, is 2 find that part that says posted at and then it shows the time, and by clicking there, your computer takes U right 2 the original unedited or fixed up posts, proving that me' words R true, and the only thing is that I may have repaired and slightly modified-edited a few things and also made it 2-B in color and stuff like this, but otherwise, it is the very same blog. So if U doubt it, just click where it says posted at and then the time is shown. WHAAAAAAA-HA-AHA-AHA-AHA-U SILWEE WHAAAAAABIT-U, AND U-2 MISTER FWUDD AND U-2, MISTER POTTER, AND MISTER JAMES STUART; and yet having absolutely nothing whatsoever 2 do with any Supreme Court rulings concerning pornography!
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I will B telling me' entire story of both the Krystal's Ball as well as Professor Mario Eraso of the great FIU of Southeastern Flowerland (Florida-USA), and also, Mister Mike Patterson, whom I met 4 the first time about a week or so after arriving in Fort Pierce, Flowerland-USA in middle December of the year of 2009, and running away from the WASHCLOTH FAMILY OF DOGTOWN with the clothes on me' back, me' car, and maybe a few damn large bags of personal junk that I had managed 2 secretly and cleverly sneak out of the FBI Agent's home at 831 13th Street in Blueberryville-Hammonton. THAT FAMILY and I, Mister JAY-JAY mustache-twirler oh great sir, and just in case U may B at all intelested; and found me'self stranded and alone with only me' nightmare BRIGGBASE ENEMIES shadowing me endlessly and forever, but I escaped amazingly enough with me' life which was quite miraculous, and THAT is what I can say, oh sir, in 1969, or in any time, laying supposedly out and beyond the present point, or the sentient connection point 2 the BIG BANG's C-SQ blow out, that according 2 our illusions, has now been slowing down and eventually hitting our connectiveness 2 this 6th dimensional signal that is all emanating from within it. All there is IS THAT PRESENT POINT, because this is literally a connection, it is no different that plugging an electronic device into the wall in order 2 receive AC power and then poof-Potter-magic, it starts working. Same with us, and it is as simple as this, Sir R-J-H, Chain-Giver. If Sir Moses was ther great Hebrew Lawgiver, well; then Mister Campbell's soup possibilities John was obviously the CHAIN-GIVER, was he naught, Mizz Blake, oh mah'm????>????? Only difference being of course here folks is thisssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss, lovely Mizz Erica Luccisnakes, mah'm. The chain was taken and brought 2 me 4 a powerful purpose, and that was 2 alter my normal and otherwise healthy regular thought-mind-brain system from what it would have been should I never have been given this wild incredible unfathomable unthinkable gift by this wild either CIA-AGENT, or some kind of something, as no soup company, large as CS is peeps, has any reason 4 having one-way mirror interrogation rooms such as that place where Sir REDJOHN took me upon numerous occasions back in the late 1960's in Philadelphia, right directly across from lots of City Line Avenue television broadcasting news studio stations. Coming off of the world famous SURE-KILL Expressway, that is AKA the Schuylkill Expressway, and then exiting at City Line Avenue and and as soon as U pass the great 555-BUILDING, make a left. Then on the right side R those stations, but on the left side was this incredible so-called CS Company Office with those inconceivable totally cool one-way mirrors. About two months after we had met over on 21st Street at the PHILADELPHIA BOYS CLUB, back then it was called only that of course; just as in those times STAR TREK's famous line went, “Where no MAN has gone B-4, and later was PC switched of course, over 2, “Where NO-ONE”. Still, my mom and I were in the office of Mister Hans Worshing after Sir Frederick Hinger who had been me' previous Big-Brother, had left the Phil-Harmonic 4 the Met in Manhattan, as he was a drummer in the orchestra where many peeps came 2 those concerts all of the time, and still do 2 this vely day; and in that office is where Mister Worshing brought me and me' mother, and Sir Henningsen all together, and then he became me' new B-B. 2 months later one weekend day in the late winter time in 1968, he gave me this wild mind busting motor cycle chain. This was the only gift that he ever gave 2 me, and complained if he had 2 buy me a small dinner every once in a while, so me' point here is that was not the world's most generous slob that was ever thrown out of the womb of a lady, and IPYT peeps, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Me' pernt here is simple, Mister Bunkerqueens Archibald of AITF-TV-show, oh sir!!!!!!!!!!!!! Weel-weel simple, YO great folks. He wasn't exactly a Santa Claus wannabe peeps, yet one day he is so incredibly ecstatic and happy 2 just hand me this very shiny heavy motorcycle chain. The minute that I got it, I developed a magical desire 2-B a spit-vampire. I do naught believe this 2-B some wild weird ass coinkeedink folks. U can shout and scream that I was entering puberty and all of that jazz, all that U wish 2, and U would B correct. Still, not every 13 year old boy is literally trying 2 get more of this stuff than Sir Barnabas Fictional Collins was trying 2 get his supply of blood. As the future coworker of mine put it so well, and would B only so damn apropos right now, Sir Bob Schleigh in late 1980 up at the great and illustrious M&F Licorice Plant; “B-REAL”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now I don't have time, nor do any of U-4 my going on and on as I could always so damn ass easily do on of these topics that I bring up so often, so I continue 2 just keep adding a wee tad bit more here and there, sort of like those afternoon soap television shows all do, or die, or Andrews-whatever!!!!!!!!!!!!! My earlier blog from only half a day back or less, told some stuff that also will B added onto and expanded, quite naturally.
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2 me peeps, it is obvious. Someone placed a hack into my comments count, and this entire inhuman mechanized robotic automaton new age world could care less, and this is what my song lyrics of 1981 were all about, called LOIS FOCA. I saw in me' spirit, these future days and times, and it scared the living hot stench out of me when I came out of that June 4th interaction on me' bed at 1802 Robin Hill Apartments. It all came true, every shade of copyrighted or non copyrighted © black and blue, yet still I wait 4 them 2 state THAT I AM HERE, © Mark Wayne Mohr 1988, huh there great Admiral Francis Perry, OH SIR????? Still, I have naught checked 2-C what it is right now on this early Thursday morning the 28th day of September. It is obviously either one or two comments lower than the one shown on the electrical number of the 27th day in September.
Left spinning subatomic energies R messing with me really 'GOUUUUUUUUUUUUD', as me' ole' 1999 gal-pal Mizz Helen Zabriskie would say it so well. U don't need 2 know all of the nuances involved, just know that I'm getting vely cleverly non-Cooley-McDowell SCREWED THE FLOCK WITH, U DUCKS, as well as all of U great Blogaudians out there. WOW-WOW-WOW there, Mister Macy. Diana's nearly full moon has been really hazed over 4 the most part the past few nights, not clearing up at any point 2 where SHE is bright white, but at times I was able 2-C HER and wave at HER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEE, and yes lovely Mizz Dairy Queen 1997 Katy; absolutely and just as likely 2-B WEEEEDEEEEEEKAWUSS, YO GIRL!!!!!!!!!!! The enemies want 2 have it with me, 2, only hey girl, not us, please. U really scared me back then, and even Clarence said U better not let her get U down and pounding, but then shortly thereafter U grew up and just wrote songs about fighting. WOW!!!!!! I went through my share of wars, and yes, even caused one of them. 'HEY', all 'girls', and U-2, lovely Mizz Egg Harbor City, L-T!!!!!!!!! PPNR little darn me.
I fully intend 2 tell the authorities and beginning with the Federal Communications Commission who already knows and is fully damn aware that this is real and actually works, after they put a sudden halt one day a long time ago 2 the “EAT MORE POPCORN SALES” deal, that I've told U all about. Those memories of my family were meant 2 remain buried, and should have stayed that way, but those 2 attacks directed at me, directly, indirectly, or 'Andrews-whatever'; led 2 my entire life being changed, and certainly NAUGHT 4 THE DAMN BETTER, OH LOVELY MIZZ AT&T BLAKE, mah'm!!!!!!!!!!!! Right away came the first gigantic event pertaining 2 me' recently copyrighted © musical project of 2007, and my listening 2 two different cassette tape copies of that copyrighted musical project, called, “Karaoke Lunch-break at the Sorian Guardhouse”, and with that magical 'R' letter-digit intentionally missing from the project-name. Suddenly and 4 absolutely no good reason whatsoever, I started listening 2 a version that was included on this project of an old 1986 song and title tracked music project called, “Real Good Girl”, and I was only listening 2 the one copy, and suddenly, I just was listening 2 the flip side of the tape, as the car tape system had an automatic endlessly looping cassette play feature and one night I just happened 2 listen 2 that other copy, an don that other copy, was the original open reel master copy where an intro right B-4 the song began comes on with a half muffled but definitely distinguishable word on it, “MI”. This all led 2 a continuing and ever advancing series of events that led me into all of the stuff now both realized, as well as a direct cause of so many of me' miseries and hells, extending right through and into very present times here in Florida and in 2023. Now just Y were these left spinning sub-fawces all so damn hellbent from the time that I moved into Misses Meeker's home, in early 1992, 2 in fact, do all of this 2 me; U may B genuinely all wondering, and yes, rightfully so, YO, BRO!!! Well, it is a simple logical military strategic answer, not in any way in need of graduation from the great and ever illustrious Westpoint Military Academy, let me assure U all, YO. They knew that me' bankruptcy was soon 2 off of me' credit file, as once middle 1994 came, they knew both that as well as the fact that I wasn't gonna' just sit back and let them totally wipe me out and endlessly destroy me' life without a big ass major fight, YO, talk about lovely soon 2 arrive D-Q-Katy, I mean really, girl!!! So where do we begin our rational explanations of just went on 2 happen with all of this nightmarish junk; one may begin now 2 simply wonder, and if so; then please read me' final paragraph below, and yes; it will all B expanded on as more future blogs continue, and quoting the great Christians here again, the LORD willing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So here we GOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
This is all opinion of the author, all though it can B backed up with proof and evidence, this introduction of such evidence would go contrary to a system someday that will come 2B known as personal-Lawtronics-directives. This is the same item that stops all truth-searchers such as for just one example the Ufology-buffs, from ever reaching their laudable goals and receiving their very long awaited answers to many virtually unlimited pondered questions. I term this THE GREAT WALL OF THE MC.
Red wavy lines on spell checker, Billy. Oh well, spin the globe around 10 or 20 kilo times and Spears and Carey will B red paint squigglies as well, it is all vanity, the illusion of time passes through all abiders on the mortal realm, and try as U all may, UR wasting your effort and energy, it marcheth on 2 its own drum. Boom-boom-boom. I have watched millennia passing around me, people never change, only their concept of its organized societies growing endlessly less barbaric, and perhaps some truth indeed does leak out here on this, but not a whole lot. People hawking around the scene of a nasty car crash, not to offer help, just 2 watch the gore and the blood and the excitement, reminds me totally of the Coliseums of Rome, I am able 2 distinguish absolutely no difference between these events at all, call me stupid or weird, I don’t really give a hollering hurl and that U CAN believe!! I know what I know, and I know that Billy and Paul made me disappear, just as did Google, and then through 2004, the entire life of the present internet system, there were 2 things when U Googled up the MILLIONTH COUNCIL, and when I went away 4 a short while, the fix was in to change a lot of things. Here is your great example of your UFO-COVERUPS, agent Condor and agent Falcon of WPIX-1988 NYNY, UFO-The-Cover-up, television show. This is exactly the machinery and workings of how these things R all done, and the world is living in total ignorance, blinded 100% to all these things that I say 2-night, on this web logging document. WHAAA-HA-AHA-WHAAAAAABIT! Let us move along and finish up 4 today, and then more stuff will most definitely follow and yes, IPYT wonderful awesome Blogaudians out there, YO BRRRRRRRRRR! Things that R so HUUUUUUUGE R indeed happening, and no one would ever take this one tiny ass bit seriously, that is unless I play me' goddamn cards really perfectly and them 2 quote a marvelous song from early in 1978 if me' memory is working at all proficiently here, “With a Little Luck” on top of that, YO WEERLLD!!!!!!!!!!!! Yeah, I am sure going 2 hope and try 2 make the whole damn thing work out, but as the great 70's songwriter wrote it so damn well, I'll most definitely take at least a little luck, and if I had me' druthers in all of thissssssss, lovely Mizz Erica Luccisnakes mah'm, then I shall B more than happy 2 receive a whole goddessdog lot of luck, as I know already that I'll need every single wee tad bit of it, peeps!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now rather than go with that, I shall go on with simply this, oh Erica Snakes from 1983 TV-show-complaints. Now on me' prior blog posted, there was not one,but 2 times of the TRIPLE-LETTER-HACK. Here is a CAPPED in part showing the word of DIFFERENT, and then there was yet another 3 letter place. somehow striking Sir David, and giving him literally just the needed time and naught one second longer 4 me 2 drive rapidly over 2 Mizz Roseann's joint on Park Avenue, and wright there where West End Avenue and Park Avenue merged into 'diffferent' named roads while still being the same hunk of concrete, YO WEERLLD (weird world) out there (aldare), YO YO YO YO. Now let me move on 2 finalize the blog 4 this early morning post folks. Hopefully these different fonts on these CAP-jobs R naught confusing the programs at the BDC site on top of this machine being an antiquated 2010 model that perhaps is adding as well as exacerbating these 'coding-woes' and issues. I will openly admit 2 naught being even close 2 a computer genius geek as so many bloggers R, and this was told 2 me by those TECHY peeps at the PSL-FL-USA Walmart Store where they have a spot in the joint there, YO. They insist that most if not all of these problems R not hacks but all resulting from an ancient computer that is being used. I don't fully concur 4 numerous personal reasons, and yes, despite them being geeks and super smart, as I as well know a lot of stuff, laying far beyond the boundaries of this Earth-Planet and its computerized whittle world. But I will admit right now folks, that when I CAP in something that has a different font; it could B causing these issues. Funny though, back while living at the PEE-HA Building, and a decade earlier in the technology YO; this never seemed 2-B a problem, now did it??????
As 4 the dreams all day while asleep, well, I was in good ole' Atlantic City in some alternate reality or parallel universe, or me' damn doppelganger or 'double' was. So much went on that it would take days 2 tell it all, and the only important part of it at least in my humble opinion here, is that I was right there at the same beaches from me' boyhood days, and with some really screwy peeps who most likely even top the ones that I knew from right here in what mortals insist on labeling, our waking life. This triple letter hacks only the start of a multiple new annoying word-hack that I will bet bucks 2 blow jobs that other bloggers and yes, users in general of word-programs, also R recently noticing. Rather than call it the 3-letter, allow me 2 amend it now 2 the “EXTRA-LETTER-HACKING” here, okay Mister King, and all others whom it may just possibly Campbell soup concern. When I write words what have double letters, yes, it can B hacked into a triple, but other words simply R getting a back 2 back letter when the word being typed is not a double letter, 4 example it could B the word of 'crayon' and coming out as 'craayon', simply creating AN EXTRA LETTER, and this is something that has recently started, and getting progressively worse, and THAT is Y my suspicions 4 it being indeed A HACK, is what it is,lovely latengrate Mizz Dawn King, mah'm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but I am tired and need 2 go 2 bed, so let me post this up and stuff will all B followed up on; and U know that I will, all of U great peeps out there, YO BRAH!!!!!!!! That one absolutely HUUUUUUUGE gigantic thing in that incredible Atlantic City interaction back yesterday, that seemed 2 go on an don throughout the entire long sleep that I needed and was quite overdo; contained some peeps who I got talking 2 near the large sand dunes, which of course in me' younger days as a boy and even as a younger adult, they were never there, and something that pertained 2 the area was being discussed, an dthen something that happened back in those horrible nightmare times of me' quest 2 locate the great SARAH KRASSLE, all became part of the deal, and things then progressed very rapidly downhill into absolute Dogtown with lots of woe-whiz-me miseries coming at me from all fronts, or 2 quote the military, from both ground and air coordinated attacks. Going into it all even with a maximum compression attempt, would take hours, so I will sign off and leave it all 4 later and yes definitely shortly 2 follow blogs.
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WOW FOLKS, THE YEAR OF 2020 IS HELL!!!!!!!
Peeps, 2020 was a very very horrible nightmare year 4 me!
Mister Arthur Crane taught me some wild slit in 1991 shortly after moving into Misses Meeker's rental home in Gibbsboro in Camden County, and also after losing my guarding post at the General Engines Company near National Park, New Jersey in Gloucester County, resulting from taking a one week vacation. If you don't like post reassignments in the private contract security business, never take a vacation, but it may be great advice for someone in the bizz who is looking for a transfer to anywhere other than the post they are at, who can ever know? Still none of that is me' pernt here, Sir Archibald Bunkerqueens, yo! He told me how peeps like us who are always being shadowed and especially during times of extra heavy persecution by secret MAJ-12 agencies, this is a great time to be in business for yourself as a small road cafe or even if you just have a small vending cart, and a legally licensed location. Why? 'Simpelllllllll', Mister 1979 Chuck Certainteed Corporation Kim, sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 'Vely vely' non-Bob McDowell 'simpelllllllllll', yo!!!!!!!!!! How I can always hear the lovely Misses Antoinette Rabil of Cooley Hall say to the teasing kids in the classroom one day, “When you can speak French as well as I can speak English, you'll have a legitimate reason for teasing me”. So when I can speak 'weelwee geuuuuuud Korean', then I'll be legitimately able to tease old security-guard Chuck Kim, from the disco years. But let's move ever onward here. We are stalked and followed while outside doing anything at all by several of them, the foot soldiers, as he would refer to them as. Just as old ex-prosecutor assistant at Camden County Prosecutor's Office in Camden City, Sir Ron Wirtz Senior used to say to me so damn often yo, “They're always there and naturally it will always be very tough to prove”. He ran many automobile license plates for me and they always would come back as totally unregistered in any system. I don't know if they had some federal registration, where secret agents such as CIA or NSA, and other BFA agents, can have their vehicles legally registered, yet totally untraceable, should a citizen such as myself have such a person as Mister Wirtz to run them. But that horrible day when I was out on my TIKER back on the 15th of May, proves that they will always be there and that this won't ever stop until Mister Carpenter's great robot ends this present age of unholy persecution, and the 12th planet sends the Christ-droid back, if we can all share a wee bit of Irish humor here, lads and lassies, huh lovely Latengrate “Auntie” Alice Gallagher Huntington? Here is a CAP job to remind the reader what I am discussing before I proceed a bit beyond just the events of one particular day that was more than six weeks ago now. But let's move ever onward here. While waiting and there at most, four minutes; this prick in a green van, similar to the one that stalked my mom and I back on August 2nd in 1996, at the Turnersville, NJUSAESMWG Pathmark Grocery Store Parking Lot where that horrendous man from India threatened to kill both me and my mom on that horrible super botbar day, that again, AS ALL TOTALLY SARAH RELATED AND CONNECTED AS ALWAYS WHEN PILES OF SHIT HIT FAST SWINGING FAN BLADES; on or off of the mighty fucking frightening and illustrious Tennessee Avenue in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG; but this driver sat there and never exited, and the rain had stopped, and he sat there, and when I casually looked over, it was a man around thirty five of Caucasian persuasion, middle build and height from my best view and guess; and he looked mean, and he also looked at me and I knew that he was part of that same MILITUFORCE shit that just as with that last time when I went out to escape the death siege of my bastard rotten nabe from hell, he was there to fuck with me and stalk me, and illegally harass me; and this has been going ducking on since the middle mother frucking nineteen-eighties, and perhaps even longer for all I really truly know, yo!!!!!!! Now this ends the CAP-job, but here is what I wish to further elaborate upon now just hours away from Mickey@Mars and his great endless first days of JULY, followed by the almighty great real waking world firing day of Mountainpen from the Griffin Pipe Company by the Almighty dirt bag jerk off visiting big boss, Mister Stone, on the 1st day in month-9 September, only in 2004, and not in 1977, yo brah!!!!!!!!!!!!! Still, a wild prophecy indeed to say the least here, and yessir world, this was all told and blogged about, and I may be reiterating later on sometime in this hellish-2020 year as things all tie in some more. For now I'm discussing the stalking and shadow-following of me and peeps like me, by what I always called the 'WOMO', up through the days of meeting Sir Arthur, at the great Thompson Consumer Electronics warehouse of Deptford, New Jersey, USA; when we both were security guards there in 1991, and shortly into 1992, if memory is serving me accurately. He said that we can get rich if we save and bought someone's lunch cart vending license who wants to retire and move to goddamn Florida. That's a paraphrase. I ended up being the one in Florida, but that, as the great stooge Mister Moe Howard would say so well, “Is neither here nor there”!!!!!!!!!!!! Filthy rotten dirtbag Floor Jane SLEAZEWEEDSDISEASE Notfondauonebit Crapinherpants Thistlethorns Ratassbastard, just got me really mother flucking GOUUUUUUUUD, folks with page eleven of eleven. I totally fell down on the job today and she was just waiting to strike me as if I was the goddamn stinking rotten Empire State Building Tower and she was Diana Zuudlecronessia Arteemis here in the material caporial world!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Last night I had some WILD DREAMING INTERACTIONS again, but WEIN????????? At least LIGHTNING (DIANA-DZA) was with me for some of it. SHE was flashing lots of lovely colors, and lots of brilliant white flashes as well, all around me; and I could feel some of HER lovely currents all through me. Thank you lovely BABY BLOND, and not bay-blond GASME GAMES of the typewriter-GAME; for coming to me in 5th dimensional hyperspace!
I have told how having wild DREAMS with SARAH seems to cause MAJOR LIFE BLOW OUTS for me EVERY SINGLE TIME, and this constant to reality doesn't seem to want to go anywhere, not any time soon anyway, yo! The most recent time was around a year ago give or take, and then right after that literally all of DOGTOWN broke loose around me, the car damage twice with first the fuel injection switch part that went bad for the sixth time in less than ten thousand miles of usage, then the September 27 intentional damage to my rear body when that drunken slut guest of this building, ILLEGALLY SLAMMED INTO MY CAR, and I never ever was able to get one tiny wee bit of goddamn justice, in this totally and absolutely corrupt fucking County of Saint Lucie, Florida, yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Some BLACK HAT HACKER IS DUCKING WITH ME' CUM-PUKE-HER while I am attempting to do me' yo-yo's, yo BREEEEEEEE!!!!!!! And yo, Federal Bureau of Investigation and EX-LANDLORD in Berryville-Hammonton, Agent Steve Caruso of Austin Texas, as of 2009 year of common era!!!!!!!! This reminds me of that Hammonton 1994 'accident' with those miserable rotten Mexican-American drivers, who ILLEGALLY PLOWED RIGHT INTO ME HEAD ON, and then I was the one charged with the accident, and my witness from a nearby house where it happened, was PAID OFF TO SHUT HER MOUTH, and then I learned all of this later on FBI; and I'll swear ducking to it any time, in GODDAMN MOTHER FUCKING COURTS OF LAW, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO; and then peeps say that I complain and rant too damn much. Try NOT ENOUGH, mother pluckers out here!!!!!!!!!!!!
What I have been put through by the MAJESTIC-12 peeps of the GSGF (Global Shadow Governmental Forces) AKA (HALLS FAWCES); is beyond unmentionable and unspeakable, and even on a ton of mother fucking rat ass bastard steroids, yo BRRRRR! But let me move this still farther along, OKAY MISTER LATENGRATE JOHN KING OF 10SC AVENUE, in AC-NJ-USA????????????
The age old question asked of me, by anyone whom I've told even the tiniest fucking parts of my sad story from DOGTOWN ITSELF to, echos loudly and beyond annoyingly in my goddamn ears! WHY-WHY-WHY-WHY-WHY YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY is this being done to you, Mister butthole Mountainpen? I've been asked this by cops, political figures, district attorney's, coworkers, neighbors, friends, and enemies alike!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! sure I can give a full explanation, but who has the necessary frucking eight + hours to sit still, while I condense and abridge a century long story, into a third of a day? For that matter, why would anyone wish to ever give me that long? It is not going to happen, not now today, not ever, and I'm mother fucking smart enough to absolutely realize and get this. I also know that if it was ever proven, I would be jury awarded money that is on par with the net worth of peeps like all of these computer whiz shits, who've taken over our society with this digital shit from hell. Gates, Zuckerberg, Amazon Baldy, and the list is endless; and I would be right up there with them all, to the penny, on a financial balance sheet, and all of this proves one thing to me beyond any doubt whatsoever. This IS NAUT a fair world, Jim Burr, Oh Sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So for a while, we will be dissecting my life all over again as well as see it through the eyes of my enemies so that maybe some logical shit ass sense might be derived from some of it, and it won't appear to be merely an epitomized pile of prish. You know, as in all the characters and not just lovely Mizz Hollister, but all of them. We will start all over again. But this time, we have lots of hindsight and perfectly adjusted rear view and front view mirrors, on our philosophical vehicle. We now will redo many things and in new light and wisdom of seeing not just words that I used in 2006, when I began this fucking blog, such as 5th dimensional hyperspace, WOMO-MILITUFORCE, you name it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Also now we've established the great connections of my life, and many others may I add this wee bit of observation from a hindsight view as well; with the great super talented screen writer and producer, Mister DICK WOOOOOOOLF!!!!!!!!! Of course much of this can be and most likely even IS, all a part of the 'JRSS', but this still is in need of major dissection and viewing in an unbiased and impersonal a way as would be 'humanly-possible'; 'OKAY', JOHN KING???
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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
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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 AND RUTHLESSLY ATTACKING ME since this entire mess all began on 15 August of 1986, and right now over the past two days of September 26 and September 27, in this current year of 2023, with the following harassing persecutions on me, your creator Mark Mohr, the Mountainpen: PROPERTY DAMAGE AND SCREWING WITH MY TOILET, and UTILITY AND ELECTRONIC ATTACKS, WITH SOUND NOISES THROUGH MY ENTERTAINMENT SYSTEM; AND ALL R DONE, and R ALL A PART OF THEIR ASSAULT ON ME, BY USING THE ASTRAL PLANE FORBIDDEN TECHNOLOGY OF ICPE-APE; AND THAT ALL BEGAN ON THE EXACT DATE OF THE MORNING OF 15 AUGUST, IN THE YEAR OF 1986, 37 goddamn years ago to this very day; 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.
Now B-4 we get into me' roulette game played as a result of yet another assault on me last night at right practically was on the nose 4 the final Jane Sleazeweedsdisease Thistlethorns assault-time, and the 4th and final one of the day as there R-2 meridians 'A' and 'P', as well as two clock minute periods in each one, eleven minutes past eleven as well as past one, so a total of flucking 4 of these nasty ass times, YO peeps. Right at the final one and less than an hour shy of midnight, they began putting illegal sounds and noises through me' entertainment system and it was on all channels and even the video and this is a serious violation of me' civil rights, Federal Communications Commission, so U do need 2 get on the ball here, or I am gonna' have one wild and totally damn non-SS-HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE lawsuit, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!! As we all know only 2 goddessdog well folks, last night or about 24 hours shy of this most recent persecution-assault on the PPNR-Mountainpen; they struck me' toilet with their also quite mysterious and magical weapon, whatever it is, and just however it is done, as all I know 4 sure here is 2 things. It is real and happening and absolutely naught imagined in one wee tad bit little way, Mizz Hollister and Mizz Finchblake Serling. The other thing I know 4 proof positive is that this is being done by the same group of whoever they really R, and this has been ongoing against me since half way somewhere into the futhermucking nineteen-eighties, YO WEERLLD ALDARE, YO!!!!!!!!!!! Now folks, the parallel roulette number 4 'toilet', or any kind of propdam, as I've shortened the 2 words of PROPERTY-DAMAGE into, YO, is NUMBER-3, while the parallel roulette number 4 utility and electronic attacks on me, is NUMBER 24, and I have noticed that waiting for days when these both R prevalent and often being perpetrated against me YO, causes a major powerful dual-numeric-action with BOTH THESE NUMBERS, however; until I have more than a few years of journals on this, I am sticking with playing the least possible numbers, and usually if many harassment's R all ongoing against me in major horrific simultaneous fashion, then I go with, and as stated in a recently posted up previous blog, the persecution that started it all on that particular day, such as going with the AIR on that prior time a couple days back. Now this was not major multiplexed, the one from late on Tuesday and then the one from late on Wednesday and just a couple of hours or so ago. But 4 the record, when times come where a lot of day after day PROPDAM as well as UTILITY-ELECTRONIC ASSAULTS R BOTH COMING AT ME, YO; playing bot the 3 and the 24 together is a real kick as way of playing, and unlike air which lasts at best between maybe two and five hours after the last arieal assault comes and it breaks off completely; this seems 2 last a good solid 48 hours, give or take maybe a few hours. Still, it is 2 new, and I like as U all know, playing the vely least amount of numbers that I can on the wheel, so yesterday's game was only played with number-24, and the game B-4 that one with the topiet-attack, was only played with number-3. I made out well both times. I already posted the Tuesday results, and late last night, Wednesday night, I made 25 units on 43 spins of the wheel, and quit ahead again, as I almost always do, on paper of course! Now I may B playing the HEALTH PARAMETER NUMBERS TOMORROW UNLESS SOMETHING THAT I AM PERDY-DERN-ASS SURE THAT THE WSMT ENEMIES DID 2 ME breaks off. I woke up with some nasty 'tickle-coughing' as it is sometimes refered 2. It is very unpleasant and many times these assaults come against me while sleeping, and in DREAMS, Sir Mowry-Plugs, I begin 2-B coughing a lot and chest-choking as I have named this unpleasant deal, and then it continues into the nightmare and eventually wakes me up into a real nasty cough fit that can last an hour when the assaults R real bad, and then like magic and Potter-POOFS, it just goes completely away as if nothing had ever happened the truck 2 me whatsoever, YO U great awesome people aldare!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If this persists into tomorrow, I'll B playing the health-roulette parallel-numbers, and if so, I will post up the goddamn results, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, ME' BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HO-HO-HO Patty and guy-pal, Mister Claus. How the kids bothered me during me' final week living at the Chain-Disappearing Dellway Arms Apartments. Patty and Santa came over as many of U know 2 scout out what size of a truck they would need 2 bring on the following week. They were nice and were helping me' mom and I move from there, into 1118 Linden Hill Apartments of Lindenwold, NJUSAESMWG back on March 1, 1975. But on that final week, due 2 lots of children playing outside in the parking lot of the Dellway Garden Apartments, as well as the adjoining other apartment system areas and parking lots, and seeing Patty HHH along with her friend Santa Claus, back on that wild weekend afternoon; a dozen kids from ages five through nine, give or take; knocked on the door, and told me that they wanted me 2 put them in direct touch with, U guessed it, SANTA the RED-SUIT GUY. This dude, whoever the Dogtown he may have really and truly been good folks aldare YO, was the absolute spitting image of the guy from the pole, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!! My stories folks R all totally and absolutely the truth, and Sheriff Ken Mascara Sir, U-R of course more than free as is anyone else in any legitimate authority, 2 request my driving if within a ten mile range or they R free 2 come here 2 me' residence bringing all the polygraph equipment, and I will take the poly tests, and yes, WITHOUT BREAKING A SWEAT I WILL TOTALLY PASS THEM ALL, YO WEERLLD!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh yes, in under an averaged-casino gaming hour of 43 roulette-wheel spins, I made a nice simple and quite damn ass dependable 25 UNITS of profit, YO-HA ME' BRAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! On the double-red-nick or 10 buck level, that means in less than an hour plus drive time 2 the house-joint, Sir Winn YO, I just grabbed up a nice whittle quarter grand USD. A ten buck level means I need 2 have a 100 unit bankroll of 1,000 dollars 2 play, and that means 4 absolute safety, a total home bankroll or PBR X 4, so I will need 2 have put away and willing 2-B lost, 4,000 bucks, so actually when starting, I will go on single nickel level and that means having 2,000 THB. (THB) is total home bankroll, and (PBR) is playing bankroll. Without a system that incorporates this ratio of 4:1 being THB:PBR, the risk of a crash loss that is completely devastating 2 the successful operation of the player gaming strategy, goes up astronomically, and THAT is indeed a non-Muscles-MO promise, standing or not, last day or not, oh lovely awesome girl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Simple as all THAT, Mister REDJOHN.
2 OF ME' SONGS ARRANGED BY T-G, R CAPPED IN BELOW, FROM THE ILLUSTRIOUS UNITED STATES COPYIGHT OFFICE
Folks, 4 those who find it just about impossible 2 believe, give me truth serum and poly tests one after the other, and a good tester or top Quantico-FBI tester with medical apparatus and emergency peeps standing by in case of some unforeseen problem and medical issue, they can even determine if stuff is a delusion in the mind of the tester, and I am gonna' use the word, Mister Mike Soft Hellwrecker Spellchecker Sir, as it fits the legal lessee and lessor jargon jive junk, and thus, it should B in there, so I am adding it in and using it Gods-Dog it, YO, Benny-Frank and Richard Russ, as well as all great book-almanacs the world over, YO WEERLLD!!!!!!!!!!! Not only is the Santa Claus deal a reality, but sop is beginning these blogs on the first week of January of 2006 and not having clue number point oh one, about 2 major monster ass peeps from my past, who all became a major part and piece of human history, who R major name recognized, in other words. Bob Andrews who went onto become the great FEDERAL CONGRESSMAN, and of course PATTY & MERRY, who if anyone does not know MC, they have been living in a cave or underneath the ocean in a future colony somewhere, or just perhaps more realistically, in the minds of the great 'OTHER SJK' peeps of the EW, (Entertainment World), Sirs Spielberg, Jeffen, and King, 2-B precise here. I no more buy into THAT DAMN ASS COINCIDENCE as in SARAH JEHOVAH KARGE, than I buy all of a total on ninety-one coincidences of the awesome great 'Precious Movie' of 2009, YO WEERLLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But when my mom an dI were at the local town meeting in Williamstown that day in 1996 and I introduced my mother 2 the congressman, he sort of looked at me funny, and I totally believe that he remembered me and yet I had absolutely been somehow magically MIND-HACKED and blocked, maybe by the WOMO-SPACEFORCE, maybe naught, but I didn't remember who he really was 4 many many years yet 2 come, even during my friendship times with his later 2-B assistant, Sir Clarence Harris, following me' dealings with his earlier predecessors, Sirs Phil Petru and Steve Petersen, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOW-THAT, on STEROIDS. And then I even discussed Patty and her/our daughter on me' early blogs, telling about the move she helped me with in 1975, the not allowing little 5 year old daughter 'MERRY' out on Halloween due 2 some “extreme bad behavior”, 'that's a quote', (L&O-Adam Schiff-DA of Manhattan Borough); and how she led me by giving me' mom some cassette tapes one day at their office, about many things, an done of these things was the magical powerful ancient wisdom of the (FASCITAR)!!!!!!!!!!! Yet all the while telling these things back on early original blogs from the days in Jersey, and B-4 ever coming 2 know the KING-WASHCLOTH distant cousins of Mizz PHHH, I had absolutely no tiny wee tad bit of a clue that little Merry had gone onto become the world's greatest female recording artist of all time, recorded officially on this Earth-Planet. Now having one of these 2 deals happening is wild and inconceivable enough, would U all naught totally completely agwee with the MOUNTAINPEN here, oh folks? BUTTERCHEESE, big ass BUTT and but, 2 of them, come on, the odds of 2 such things would B far beyond the needed odds 2 win the great POWER-BALL LOTTERY JACKPOT, AND YES GORGEOUS MUSCLES-MO-MAH'M, IPYT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
was only going 2 let a few small things out today, but this siege has
prompted me 2 do otherfluckingwise. First, my residence is a
hell-hole whole dump and April Lee is a total slumlord as well as a
crook. This so called charitable organization that has supposedly
helped me is a total joke. All of these places R, they merely serve 2
line the pockets of a few fat cats at the top that own the places
such as these and R able 2 draw huge salaries as well as tax exempt
expense accounts. Peeps R so dumb and they all make me so sick. U all
fall 4 it when some hot shot star donates something or does something
philanthropic. They were told that by doing this it not only will
save them money on their income taxes, but will bring them more
notoriety and more money, our so called system is and will always B
totally crooked, it is a ‘money chases money’ and ‘poverty
chases poverty’ system, from which there never can B any possible
escape.
Paul
Pedersen of Studio Park Records,
my crooked EX business partner from ‘Hicksville’, New Jersey,
said 2 me once, that I
am playing my Morianity 2 the roaches,
when he saw how I would let an open end phone circuit play tape
recorded parts of my life journal, after all the
‘dee-dee-dee-dee-dee’ sounds all stop after taking a phone off of
the hook. Well
Paul, then explain 2 me Y-I hear talking and all sorts of sounds ‘out
there’ and even was responsible 4 starting the very first
chat-room, long B4 computer internet was used back B4 my train trip
down 2 Florida-1 shortly shy of Christmas 1983, ol’
buddy!!!!!!!!!!!!
All this shkit is all on previous mother fucking blogs, all up there
4 the world 2-C and know about.
Remember
the Carlisle, Pennsylvania trip back in June of 1996? Actually
there were 2 of them, but the 2nd
one caused the huge problems that all resulted immediately
following returning back 2 New Jersey. Remember the strange young
child that messed with me while I was attempting 2 telephone my mom
from the payphone along the road? Remember how he kept telling me 2
look at my tire rim? Now
it is time 4 the record 2B updated on just what I know about all of
this shkit. I talked about something years B4 internet again, and one
of its many things called ‘kids-net’, and called this thing,
'CHILDNET'. NET being short 4 a networking is not some new thing that
was born of the internet computer age folks, U can’t B dumb enough
2 disagree with me on this. A dangerous cult exists and has since
around the time of the plucking Second-World-War.
It was run by a powerful bunch of peeps that later became powerful
wealthy bootleggers. They learned from a secret ASTRAL-PLANE run
society, that SATAN or any name anyone would like 2 assign 2 this
somewhat mythical yet real fellow, has the ability but not the
permission, 2 do a very strange thing. Doing this thing brings power
2 the doer of this deed beyond anyone’s dream of avarice and greed.
U literally need 2 separate the real U inside and learn 2 travel
around in it, but not travel in space or time, but in
space-time-mind. When U can accomplish the mastering of this art
form, U can move onto the Astral Plane and visit any large city there
in this Catholic called Purgatory System of existence-condition. The
trick is remembering consciously and becoming a duality, and
eventually, practice lowering the atomic speed or vibration of the
STM that makes up this new condition. Doing so will make U wake up
inside the very core of a star. Astral cities R physical world stars.
The energies of these entities all interacting together there create
what on a human world level is called, nuclear fusion. 2 men,
Gallagher and Kennedy, by sir name, started this total secret
society, and funded it with all sorts of Satanic and criminal
activity, the sale of illegal alcohol and the sale of children into
torture and bondage, even full sexual slavery and eventual human
sacrifice. I could say a million more things but dare not as many
know, this easily could become my final day here on this Earth should
I type on. Still, a not so fine Irish gentleman by the name of Robert
McGuire was trusted with this organization, and later still, his son,
the current half owner of the Atlantic City Irish Pub, on Saint James
Place. How many peeps in the family as the cousins go out, that
connect into this horror show, is unknown, I would not even want 2
begin 2 B cognizant of any of these monstrous frucking details. This
foundation and groundwork however needed 2B laid down B4I could march
this along 2 the point I feel needs B made right now, TODAY. In
this Monsters Club of Robert McGuire Junior, run by the
Millionth-Council, or empowered by it may B a more accurate
terminology here, there R the chosen agent children, (CAC). The
‘Cacs’ is indeed a word used in super secret by these monsters.
The
boy telling me about my tire rim after it had just been damaged at
the GATHERING PLACE, in Runnemede, New Jersey, in June of 1996, was a
CAC. The strange boy who knew me earlier this year at the place where
I am employed is also a CAC. So R many of his numerous friends who
all R now living down here all around me. One of their favorite
things that they enjoy doing 2 me at this present time and location
of the HARVEST FOOD OUTREACH www.harvestfoodoutreach.org/
where U will C my photo and story and it was all put up there without
ever requesting my permission, and this truth I will gladly attest 2
in any legal proceedings at any future time under full pain and
penalty of libel and or perjury charges, but
one of their favorite things they enjoy doing 2 me Congressman
and Julie,
PERFECTLY LAYERED SONIC VIBRATIONS ALL NOTWITHSTANDING, YO; is
2 have me called 'MAH'M'
constantly, just because my hair is a bit long.
Everyone says it is total nonsense, they
all have noticed it happens; and tell
me that I no more look like a girl than the plucking man on the
flucking moon does.
The other day, both a coworker as well as myself, caught some
children, that obviously R off 4 the Christmas holidays as normally
my shift of 8 AM through 1 PM at least allows me not much usual
kid-interaction, as I am off on weekends, and this means only when
school break is on must I run into these little twat eating trouble
makers. They were actually putting the adults that they were with, up
2 doing this, they said ask the lady over there, and the adults were
saying, no that is a man, and the kids kept insisting until they got
their way, and were smirking and laughing. My coworker just happened
2 observe the entire incident. This made many past bells of my life
go off when he told me all of this later on while we were outside on
our break time. When we went back inside, not 10 minutes later, he
fell and injured himself and was taken 2 the local hospital. This is
all done with child-net, and star-power. After I got home, I
remembered many other times where this happened, and most of the
time, there indeed were youngsters either present at the time, or
that were with those particular customers back on summer break. Last
summer, I cannot ever safely blog what happened with kids there, on 3
separate occasions. Don’t let your sick imaginations go into
overdrive either any of U cops out there, only once was I, well, U
know what, and I walked away without saying a word and never was
bothered again. Still, I would love 2 get into specifics of many
other things, especially one, and
McGuire
knows precisely what I am talking about, don’t U, U sick diseased
mother fucking puck head.
The Exploratron visitor was another deal, but nobody
can tell HER what 2 do, as this is HER dollhouse.
Actually,
it's her thought-wave, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
safe journal, chapter 0051
THE
EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION
SAFE JOURNAL,
BOOK-CHAPTER 0051
WORLD LABORATORIES SYSTEMS
SEND-BACK-TEXT
DATE AND TIME FILE: 122910.582
BLOG SUBTITLE: “UNDER MOTHER
FLUCKING DEATH SIEGE”
BEGINNING
TRANSMISSION:
Well here we go Mister
Fort Pierce, Florida Mayor, and I will make an
appointment 2 come in and talk with U very soon. I can C the
library here having all the facilities in constant use on
Saturdays, and am now willing 2 hand this fucking diseased EVIL
EMPIRE their huge and continual and frucking unrelenting stock
market Wall Street endless weekly gains at my mother fucking
expense by not being able 2 frucking blog on Saturdays or
Sundays, or Mondays with this cheapskate library system down
here in sunny ass Florida, but now at 2 in the afternoon on a
Wednesday, the middle week, 2 have all the word processors in
use all over again, no, this is mother fucking bull shit as far
as I’m fucking concerned, YO. The jerk off next 2 me after I
finally have this one is not using it 4 writing, but is sitting
flucking here listening 2 his music, and I’m reporting this 4
all the fucking good that it will do me, when I leave here
today, 2 the frucking front desk. Music listening through
headphones is done on internet connected machines, not the only
4 precious word machines, and this is just 2 pluck with me, but
U all have not heard anything yet as this is just the very start
of this death siege and how all the shit in the mother lucking
universe is in fact being done 2 fluck with me and screw up my
mother frucking life.
Vicious
CHEMTRAILING is horrendous and flucking totally monstrous along
with loud private shit airplanes all around me stalking me,
paranoid mother trucker McCoy Dead-ball Donner. 2 out of many
countless good websites prove beyond any doubt that this is a
real fucking attack on me, not some ranting pleas 4 help or
psychotic mother frucking delusions: www.chemtrail-central.com/
and www.chembusters.com/
They not only made me sick as hell, but literally injured a
powerful and great person, 4 the dummies that do not know what
or who is being discussed here, my blogs of 2010 tell it all
with little room 4 any heavy speculation or clue hunting,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yesterday was the start and not all that
bad, but today, the attack is BOTH MAJOR AND BRUTAL, IT IS AN
ALL OUT ASSAULT ON MY CIVIL MOTHER DUCKING RIGHTS, just in case
anyone could ever care in the least over at the freaking
ACLU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TOLD
U GINA, AND TOLD U EVERYONE ELSE, that as long and ling and
Henry angry men Fonda tape magical sonic inserts, that THEY HAVE
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Now we all know unless we were born thirty hours ago and R burping down some milk, and crapping ourselves; that when we R looking at a blogger site and a blog such as my blogs, the BOM, all U ever need 2 do 2 verify that any past posts R genuinely previous posts from a long time ago as the dates so specify, is 2 find that part that says posted at and then it shows the time, and by clicking there, your computer takes U right 2 the original unedited or fixed up posts, proving that me' words R true, and the only thing is that I may have repaired and slightly modified-edited a few things and also made it 2-B in color and stuff like this, but otherwise, it is the very same blog. So if U doubt it, just click where it says posted at and then the time is shown. WHAAAAAAA-HA-AHA-AHA-AHA-U SILWEE WHAAAAAABIT-U, AND U-2 MISTER FWUDD AND U-2, MISTER POTTER, AND MISTER JAMES STUART; and yet having absolutely nothing whatsoever 2 do with any Supreme Court rulings concerning pornography!
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I will B telling me' entire story of both the Krystal's Ball as well as Professor Mario Eraso of the great FIU of Southeastern Flowerland (Florida-USA), and also, Mister Mike Patterson, whom I met 4 the first time about a week or so after arriving in Fort Pierce, Flowerland-USA in middle December of the year of 2009, and running away from the WASHCLOTH FAMILY OF DOGTOWN with the clothes on me' back, me' car, and maybe a few damn large bags of personal junk that I had managed 2 secretly and cleverly sneak out of the FBI Agent's home at 831 13th Street in Blueberryville-Hammonton. THAT FAMILY and I, Mister JAY-JAY mustache-twirler oh great sir, and just in case U may B at all intelested; and found me'self stranded and alone with only me' nightmare BRIGGBASE ENEMIES shadowing me endlessly and forever, but I escaped amazingly enough with me' life which was quite miraculous, and THAT is what I can say, oh sir, in 1969, or in any time, laying supposedly out and beyond the present point, or the sentient connection point 2 the BIG BANG's C-SQ blow out, that according 2 our illusions, has now been slowing down and eventually hitting our connectiveness 2 this 6th dimensional signal that is all emanating from within it. All there is IS THAT PRESENT POINT, because this is literally a connection, it is no different that plugging an electronic device into the wall in order 2 receive AC power and then poof-Potter-magic, it starts working. Same with us, and it is as simple as this, Sir R-J-H, Chain-Giver. If Sir Moses was ther great Hebrew Lawgiver, well; then Mister Campbell's soup possibilities John was obviously the CHAIN-GIVER, was he naught, Mizz Blake, oh mah'm????>????? Only difference being of course here folks is thisssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss, lovely Mizz Erica Luccisnakes, mah'm. The chain was taken and brought 2 me 4 a powerful purpose, and that was 2 alter my normal and otherwise healthy regular thought-mind-brain system from what it would have been should I never have been given this wild incredible unfathomable unthinkable gift by this wild either CIA-AGENT, or some kind of something, as no soup company, large as CS is peeps, has any reason 4 having one-way mirror interrogation rooms such as that place where Sir REDJOHN took me upon numerous occasions back in the late 1960's in Philadelphia, right directly across from lots of City Line Avenue television broadcasting news studio stations. Coming off of the world famous SURE-KILL Expressway, that is AKA the Schuylkill Expressway, and then exiting at City Line Avenue and and as soon as U pass the great 555-BUILDING, make a left. Then on the right side R those stations, but on the left side was this incredible so-called CS Company Office with those inconceivable totally cool one-way mirrors. About two months after we had met over on 21st Street at the PHILADELPHIA BOYS CLUB, back then it was called only that of course; just as in those times STAR TREK's famous line went, “Where no MAN has gone B-4, and later was PC switched of course, over 2, “Where NO-ONE”. Still, my mom and I were in the office of Mister Hans Worshing after Sir Frederick Hinger who had been me' previous Big-Brother, had left the Phil-Harmonic 4 the Met in Manhattan, as he was a drummer in the orchestra where many peeps came 2 those concerts all of the time, and still do 2 this vely day; and in that office is where Mister Worshing brought me and me' mother, and Sir Henningsen all together, and then he became me' new B-B. 2 months later one weekend day in the late winter time in 1968, he gave me this wild mind busting motor cycle chain. This was the only gift that he ever gave 2 me, and complained if he had 2 buy me a small dinner every once in a while, so me' point here is that was not the world's most generous slob that was ever thrown out of the womb of a lady, and IPYT peeps, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Me' pernt here is simple, Mister Bunkerqueens Archibald of AITF-TV-show, oh sir!!!!!!!!!!!!! Weel-weel simple, YO great folks. He wasn't exactly a Santa Claus wannabe peeps, yet one day he is so incredibly ecstatic and happy 2 just hand me this very shiny heavy motorcycle chain. The minute that I got it, I developed a magical desire 2-B a spit-vampire. I do naught believe this 2-B some wild weird ass coinkeedink folks. U can shout and scream that I was entering puberty and all of that jazz, all that U wish 2, and U would B correct. Still, not every 13 year old boy is literally trying 2 get more of this stuff than Sir Barnabas Fictional Collins was trying 2 get his supply of blood. As the future coworker of mine put it so well, and would B only so damn apropos right now, Sir Bob Schleigh in late 1980 up at the great and illustrious M&F Licorice Plant; “B-REAL”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now I don't have time, nor do any of U-4 my going on and on as I could always so damn ass easily do on of these topics that I bring up so often, so I continue 2 just keep adding a wee tad bit more here and there, sort of like those afternoon soap television shows all do, or die, or Andrews-whatever!!!!!!!!!!!!! My earlier blog from only half a day back or less, told some stuff that also will B added onto and expanded, quite naturally.
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2 me peeps, it is obvious. Someone placed a hack into my comments count, and this entire inhuman mechanized robotic automaton new age world could care less, and this is what my song lyrics of 1981 were all about, called LOIS FOCA. I saw in me' spirit, these future days and times, and it scared the living hot stench out of me when I came out of that June 4th interaction on me' bed at 1802 Robin Hill Apartments. It all came true, every shade of copyrighted or non copyrighted © black and blue, yet still I wait 4 them 2 state THAT I AM HERE, © Mark Wayne Mohr 1988, huh there great Admiral Francis Perry, OH SIR????? Still, I have naught checked 2-C what it is right now on this early Thursday morning the 28th day of September. It is obviously either one or two comments lower than the one shown on the electrical number of the 27th day in September.
Left spinning subatomic energies R messing with me really 'GOUUUUUUUUUUUUD', as me' ole' 1999 gal-pal Mizz Helen Zabriskie would say it so well. U don't need 2 know all of the nuances involved, just know that I'm getting vely cleverly non-Cooley-McDowell SCREWED THE FLOCK WITH, U DUCKS, as well as all of U great Blogaudians out there. WOW-WOW-WOW there, Mister Macy. Diana's nearly full moon has been really hazed over 4 the most part the past few nights, not clearing up at any point 2 where SHE is bright white, but at times I was able 2-C HER and wave at HER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEE, and yes lovely Mizz Dairy Queen 1997 Katy; absolutely and just as likely 2-B WEEEEDEEEEEEKAWUSS, YO GIRL!!!!!!!!!!! The enemies want 2 have it with me, 2, only hey girl, not us, please. U really scared me back then, and even Clarence said U better not let her get U down and pounding, but then shortly thereafter U grew up and just wrote songs about fighting. WOW!!!!!! I went through my share of wars, and yes, even caused one of them. 'HEY', all 'girls', and U-2, lovely Mizz Egg Harbor City, L-T!!!!!!!!! PPNR little darn me.
I fully intend 2 tell the authorities and beginning with the Federal Communications Commission who already knows and is fully damn aware that this is real and actually works, after they put a sudden halt one day a long time ago 2 the “EAT MORE POPCORN SALES” deal, that I've told U all about. Those memories of my family were meant 2 remain buried, and should have stayed that way, but those 2 attacks directed at me, directly, indirectly, or 'Andrews-whatever'; led 2 my entire life being changed, and certainly NAUGHT 4 THE DAMN BETTER, OH LOVELY MIZZ AT&T BLAKE, mah'm!!!!!!!!!!!! Right away came the first gigantic event pertaining 2 me' recently copyrighted © musical project of 2007, and my listening 2 two different cassette tape copies of that copyrighted musical project, called, “Karaoke Lunch-break at the Sorian Guardhouse”, and with that magical 'R' letter-digit intentionally missing from the project-name. Suddenly and 4 absolutely no good reason whatsoever, I started listening 2 a version that was included on this project of an old 1986 song and title tracked music project called, “Real Good Girl”, and I was only listening 2 the one copy, and suddenly, I just was listening 2 the flip side of the tape, as the car tape system had an automatic endlessly looping cassette play feature and one night I just happened 2 listen 2 that other copy, an don that other copy, was the original open reel master copy where an intro right B-4 the song began comes on with a half muffled but definitely distinguishable word on it, “MI”. This all led 2 a continuing and ever advancing series of events that led me into all of the stuff now both realized, as well as a direct cause of so many of me' miseries and hells, extending right through and into very present times here in Florida and in 2023. Now just Y were these left spinning sub-fawces all so damn hellbent from the time that I moved into Misses Meeker's home, in early 1992, 2 in fact, do all of this 2 me; U may B genuinely all wondering, and yes, rightfully so, YO, BRO!!! Well, it is a simple logical military strategic answer, not in any way in need of graduation from the great and ever illustrious Westpoint Military Academy, let me assure U all, YO. They knew that me' bankruptcy was soon 2 off of me' credit file, as once middle 1994 came, they knew both that as well as the fact that I wasn't gonna' just sit back and let them totally wipe me out and endlessly destroy me' life without a big ass major fight, YO, talk about lovely soon 2 arrive D-Q-Katy, I mean really, girl!!! So where do we begin our rational explanations of just went on 2 happen with all of this nightmarish junk; one may begin now 2 simply wonder, and if so; then please read me' final paragraph below, and yes; it will all B expanded on as more future blogs continue, and quoting the great Christians here again, the LORD willing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So here we GOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
This is all opinion of the author, all though it can B backed up with proof and evidence, this introduction of such evidence would go contrary to a system someday that will come 2B known as personal-Lawtronics-directives. This is the same item that stops all truth-searchers such as for just one example the Ufology-buffs, from ever reaching their laudable goals and receiving their very long awaited answers to many virtually unlimited pondered questions. I term this THE GREAT WALL OF THE MC.
Red wavy lines on spell checker, Billy. Oh well, spin the globe around 10 or 20 kilo times and Spears and Carey will B red paint squigglies as well, it is all vanity, the illusion of time passes through all abiders on the mortal realm, and try as U all may, UR wasting your effort and energy, it marcheth on 2 its own drum. Boom-boom-boom. I have watched millennia passing around me, people never change, only their concept of its organized societies growing endlessly less barbaric, and perhaps some truth indeed does leak out here on this, but not a whole lot. People hawking around the scene of a nasty car crash, not to offer help, just 2 watch the gore and the blood and the excitement, reminds me totally of the Coliseums of Rome, I am able 2 distinguish absolutely no difference between these events at all, call me stupid or weird, I don’t really give a hollering hurl and that U CAN believe!! I know what I know, and I know that Billy and Paul made me disappear, just as did Google, and then through 2004, the entire life of the present internet system, there were 2 things when U Googled up the MILLIONTH COUNCIL, and when I went away 4 a short while, the fix was in to change a lot of things. Here is your great example of your UFO-COVERUPS, agent Condor and agent Falcon of WPIX-1988 NYNY, UFO-The-Cover-up, television show. This is exactly the machinery and workings of how these things R all done, and the world is living in total ignorance, blinded 100% to all these things that I say 2-night, on this web logging document. WHAAA-HA-AHA-WHAAAAAABIT! Let us move along and finish up 4 today, and then more stuff will most definitely follow and yes, IPYT wonderful awesome Blogaudians out there, YO BRRRRRRRRRR! Things that R so HUUUUUUUGE R indeed happening, and no one would ever take this one tiny ass bit seriously, that is unless I play me' goddamn cards really perfectly and them 2 quote a marvelous song from early in 1978 if me' memory is working at all proficiently here, “With a Little Luck” on top of that, YO WEERLLD!!!!!!!!!!!! Yeah, I am sure going 2 hope and try 2 make the whole damn thing work out, but as the great 70's songwriter wrote it so damn well, I'll most definitely take at least a little luck, and if I had me' druthers in all of thissssssss, lovely Mizz Erica Luccisnakes mah'm, then I shall B more than happy 2 receive a whole goddessdog lot of luck, as I know already that I'll need every single wee tad bit of it, peeps!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now rather than go with that, I shall go on with simply this, oh Erica Snakes from 1983 TV-show-complaints. Now on me' prior blog posted, there was not one,but 2 times of the TRIPLE-LETTER-HACK. Here is a CAPPED in part showing the word of DIFFERENT, and then there was yet another 3 letter place. somehow striking Sir David, and giving him literally just the needed time and naught one second longer 4 me 2 drive rapidly over 2 Mizz Roseann's joint on Park Avenue, and wright there where West End Avenue and Park Avenue merged into 'diffferent' named roads while still being the same hunk of concrete, YO WEERLLD (weird world) out there (aldare), YO YO YO YO. Now let me move on 2 finalize the blog 4 this early morning post folks. Hopefully these different fonts on these CAP-jobs R naught confusing the programs at the BDC site on top of this machine being an antiquated 2010 model that perhaps is adding as well as exacerbating these 'coding-woes' and issues. I will openly admit 2 naught being even close 2 a computer genius geek as so many bloggers R, and this was told 2 me by those TECHY peeps at the PSL-FL-USA Walmart Store where they have a spot in the joint there, YO. They insist that most if not all of these problems R not hacks but all resulting from an ancient computer that is being used. I don't fully concur 4 numerous personal reasons, and yes, despite them being geeks and super smart, as I as well know a lot of stuff, laying far beyond the boundaries of this Earth-Planet and its computerized whittle world. But I will admit right now folks, that when I CAP in something that has a different font; it could B causing these issues. Funny though, back while living at the PEE-HA Building, and a decade earlier in the technology YO; this never seemed 2-B a problem, now did it??????
As 4 the dreams all day while asleep, well, I was in good ole' Atlantic City in some alternate reality or parallel universe, or me' damn doppelganger or 'double' was. So much went on that it would take days 2 tell it all, and the only important part of it at least in my humble opinion here, is that I was right there at the same beaches from me' boyhood days, and with some really screwy peeps who most likely even top the ones that I knew from right here in what mortals insist on labeling, our waking life. This triple letter hacks only the start of a multiple new annoying word-hack that I will bet bucks 2 blow jobs that other bloggers and yes, users in general of word-programs, also R recently noticing. Rather than call it the 3-letter, allow me 2 amend it now 2 the “EXTRA-LETTER-HACKING” here, okay Mister King, and all others whom it may just possibly Campbell soup concern. When I write words what have double letters, yes, it can B hacked into a triple, but other words simply R getting a back 2 back letter when the word being typed is not a double letter, 4 example it could B the word of 'crayon' and coming out as 'craayon', simply creating AN EXTRA LETTER, and this is something that has recently started, and getting progressively worse, and THAT is Y my suspicions 4 it being indeed A HACK, is what it is,lovely latengrate Mizz Dawn King, mah'm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but I am tired and need 2 go 2 bed, so let me post this up and stuff will all B followed up on; and U know that I will, all of U great peeps out there, YO BRAH!!!!!!!! That one absolutely HUUUUUUUGE gigantic thing in that incredible Atlantic City interaction back yesterday, that seemed 2 go on an don throughout the entire long sleep that I needed and was quite overdo; contained some peeps who I got talking 2 near the large sand dunes, which of course in me' younger days as a boy and even as a younger adult, they were never there, and something that pertained 2 the area was being discussed, an dthen something that happened back in those horrible nightmare times of me' quest 2 locate the great SARAH KRASSLE, all became part of the deal, and things then progressed very rapidly downhill into absolute Dogtown with lots of woe-whiz-me miseries coming at me from all fronts, or 2 quote the military, from both ground and air coordinated attacks. Going into it all even with a maximum compression attempt, would take hours, so I will sign off and leave it all 4 later and yes definitely shortly 2 follow blogs.
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WOW FOLKS, THE YEAR OF 2020 IS HELL!!!!!!!
Peeps, 2020 was a very very horrible nightmare year 4 me!
Mister Arthur Crane taught me some wild slit in 1991 shortly after moving into Misses Meeker's rental home in Gibbsboro in Camden County, and also after losing my guarding post at the General Engines Company near National Park, New Jersey in Gloucester County, resulting from taking a one week vacation. If you don't like post reassignments in the private contract security business, never take a vacation, but it may be great advice for someone in the bizz who is looking for a transfer to anywhere other than the post they are at, who can ever know? Still none of that is me' pernt here, Sir Archibald Bunkerqueens, yo! He told me how peeps like us who are always being shadowed and especially during times of extra heavy persecution by secret MAJ-12 agencies, this is a great time to be in business for yourself as a small road cafe or even if you just have a small vending cart, and a legally licensed location. Why? 'Simpelllllllll', Mister 1979 Chuck Certainteed Corporation Kim, sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 'Vely vely' non-Bob McDowell 'simpelllllllllll', yo!!!!!!!!!! How I can always hear the lovely Misses Antoinette Rabil of Cooley Hall say to the teasing kids in the classroom one day, “When you can speak French as well as I can speak English, you'll have a legitimate reason for teasing me”. So when I can speak 'weelwee geuuuuuud Korean', then I'll be legitimately able to tease old security-guard Chuck Kim, from the disco years. But let's move ever onward here. We are stalked and followed while outside doing anything at all by several of them, the foot soldiers, as he would refer to them as. Just as old ex-prosecutor assistant at Camden County Prosecutor's Office in Camden City, Sir Ron Wirtz Senior used to say to me so damn often yo, “They're always there and naturally it will always be very tough to prove”. He ran many automobile license plates for me and they always would come back as totally unregistered in any system. I don't know if they had some federal registration, where secret agents such as CIA or NSA, and other BFA agents, can have their vehicles legally registered, yet totally untraceable, should a citizen such as myself have such a person as Mister Wirtz to run them. But that horrible day when I was out on my TIKER back on the 15th of May, proves that they will always be there and that this won't ever stop until Mister Carpenter's great robot ends this present age of unholy persecution, and the 12th planet sends the Christ-droid back, if we can all share a wee bit of Irish humor here, lads and lassies, huh lovely Latengrate “Auntie” Alice Gallagher Huntington? Here is a CAP job to remind the reader what I am discussing before I proceed a bit beyond just the events of one particular day that was more than six weeks ago now. But let's move ever onward here. While waiting and there at most, four minutes; this prick in a green van, similar to the one that stalked my mom and I back on August 2nd in 1996, at the Turnersville, NJUSAESMWG Pathmark Grocery Store Parking Lot where that horrendous man from India threatened to kill both me and my mom on that horrible super botbar day, that again, AS ALL TOTALLY SARAH RELATED AND CONNECTED AS ALWAYS WHEN PILES OF SHIT HIT FAST SWINGING FAN BLADES; on or off of the mighty fucking frightening and illustrious Tennessee Avenue in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG; but this driver sat there and never exited, and the rain had stopped, and he sat there, and when I casually looked over, it was a man around thirty five of Caucasian persuasion, middle build and height from my best view and guess; and he looked mean, and he also looked at me and I knew that he was part of that same MILITUFORCE shit that just as with that last time when I went out to escape the death siege of my bastard rotten nabe from hell, he was there to fuck with me and stalk me, and illegally harass me; and this has been going ducking on since the middle mother frucking nineteen-eighties, and perhaps even longer for all I really truly know, yo!!!!!!! Now this ends the CAP-job, but here is what I wish to further elaborate upon now just hours away from Mickey@Mars and his great endless first days of JULY, followed by the almighty great real waking world firing day of Mountainpen from the Griffin Pipe Company by the Almighty dirt bag jerk off visiting big boss, Mister Stone, on the 1st day in month-9 September, only in 2004, and not in 1977, yo brah!!!!!!!!!!!!! Still, a wild prophecy indeed to say the least here, and yessir world, this was all told and blogged about, and I may be reiterating later on sometime in this hellish-2020 year as things all tie in some more. For now I'm discussing the stalking and shadow-following of me and peeps like me, by what I always called the 'WOMO', up through the days of meeting Sir Arthur, at the great Thompson Consumer Electronics warehouse of Deptford, New Jersey, USA; when we both were security guards there in 1991, and shortly into 1992, if memory is serving me accurately. He said that we can get rich if we save and bought someone's lunch cart vending license who wants to retire and move to goddamn Florida. That's a paraphrase. I ended up being the one in Florida, but that, as the great stooge Mister Moe Howard would say so well, “Is neither here nor there”!!!!!!!!!!!! Filthy rotten dirtbag Floor Jane SLEAZEWEEDSDISEASE Notfondauonebit Crapinherpants Thistlethorns Ratassbastard, just got me really mother flucking GOUUUUUUUUD, folks with page eleven of eleven. I totally fell down on the job today and she was just waiting to strike me as if I was the goddamn stinking rotten Empire State Building Tower and she was Diana Zuudlecronessia Arteemis here in the material caporial world!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Last night I had some WILD DREAMING INTERACTIONS again, but WEIN????????? At least LIGHTNING (DIANA-DZA) was with me for some of it. SHE was flashing lots of lovely colors, and lots of brilliant white flashes as well, all around me; and I could feel some of HER lovely currents all through me. Thank you lovely BABY BLOND, and not bay-blond GASME GAMES of the typewriter-GAME; for coming to me in 5th dimensional hyperspace!
I have told how having wild DREAMS with SARAH seems to cause MAJOR LIFE BLOW OUTS for me EVERY SINGLE TIME, and this constant to reality doesn't seem to want to go anywhere, not any time soon anyway, yo! The most recent time was around a year ago give or take, and then right after that literally all of DOGTOWN broke loose around me, the car damage twice with first the fuel injection switch part that went bad for the sixth time in less than ten thousand miles of usage, then the September 27 intentional damage to my rear body when that drunken slut guest of this building, ILLEGALLY SLAMMED INTO MY CAR, and I never ever was able to get one tiny wee bit of goddamn justice, in this totally and absolutely corrupt fucking County of Saint Lucie, Florida, yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Some BLACK HAT HACKER IS DUCKING WITH ME' CUM-PUKE-HER while I am attempting to do me' yo-yo's, yo BREEEEEEEE!!!!!!! And yo, Federal Bureau of Investigation and EX-LANDLORD in Berryville-Hammonton, Agent Steve Caruso of Austin Texas, as of 2009 year of common era!!!!!!!! This reminds me of that Hammonton 1994 'accident' with those miserable rotten Mexican-American drivers, who ILLEGALLY PLOWED RIGHT INTO ME HEAD ON, and then I was the one charged with the accident, and my witness from a nearby house where it happened, was PAID OFF TO SHUT HER MOUTH, and then I learned all of this later on FBI; and I'll swear ducking to it any time, in GODDAMN MOTHER FUCKING COURTS OF LAW, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO; and then peeps say that I complain and rant too damn much. Try NOT ENOUGH, mother pluckers out here!!!!!!!!!!!!
What I have been put through by the MAJESTIC-12 peeps of the GSGF (Global Shadow Governmental Forces) AKA (HALLS FAWCES); is beyond unmentionable and unspeakable, and even on a ton of mother fucking rat ass bastard steroids, yo BRRRRR! But let me move this still farther along, OKAY MISTER LATENGRATE JOHN KING OF 10SC AVENUE, in AC-NJ-USA????????????
The age old question asked of me, by anyone whom I've told even the tiniest fucking parts of my sad story from DOGTOWN ITSELF to, echos loudly and beyond annoyingly in my goddamn ears! WHY-WHY-WHY-WHY-WHY YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY is this being done to you, Mister butthole Mountainpen? I've been asked this by cops, political figures, district attorney's, coworkers, neighbors, friends, and enemies alike!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! sure I can give a full explanation, but who has the necessary frucking eight + hours to sit still, while I condense and abridge a century long story, into a third of a day? For that matter, why would anyone wish to ever give me that long? It is not going to happen, not now today, not ever, and I'm mother fucking smart enough to absolutely realize and get this. I also know that if it was ever proven, I would be jury awarded money that is on par with the net worth of peeps like all of these computer whiz shits, who've taken over our society with this digital shit from hell. Gates, Zuckerberg, Amazon Baldy, and the list is endless; and I would be right up there with them all, to the penny, on a financial balance sheet, and all of this proves one thing to me beyond any doubt whatsoever. This IS NAUT a fair world, Jim Burr, Oh Sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So for a while, we will be dissecting my life all over again as well as see it through the eyes of my enemies so that maybe some logical shit ass sense might be derived from some of it, and it won't appear to be merely an epitomized pile of prish. You know, as in all the characters and not just lovely Mizz Hollister, but all of them. We will start all over again. But this time, we have lots of hindsight and perfectly adjusted rear view and front view mirrors, on our philosophical vehicle. We now will redo many things and in new light and wisdom of seeing not just words that I used in 2006, when I began this fucking blog, such as 5th dimensional hyperspace, WOMO-MILITUFORCE, you name it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Also now we've established the great connections of my life, and many others may I add this wee bit of observation from a hindsight view as well; with the great super talented screen writer and producer, Mister DICK WOOOOOOOLF!!!!!!!!! Of course much of this can be and most likely even IS, all a part of the 'JRSS', but this still is in need of major dissection and viewing in an unbiased and impersonal a way as would be 'humanly-possible'; 'OKAY', JOHN KING???
END TRANSMISSION, AND POSTING UP AT EXACTLY 5:44 AM, THURSDAY MORNING, SEPTEMBER 28, 2023.
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