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Monday, August 31, 2009

HELP ME STATE POLICE AND GOVERNOR CORZINE

Y DO U PERMIT THIS 2 GO ON? Y WON'T U DO YOUR JOB AND PROTECT AN INNOCENT PLUCKING CITIZEN? Y WON'T THE UM SITE WORK? WHO IS HACKING ME OFF THE UNDISCOVERED-MYSTERIES DOT COM SITE, OH GREAT FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION?

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Labels: ALIENS AND UFO, SUPERNATURAL, DREAMS, MILLIONTH COUNCIL, BERMUDA TRIANGLE

HUGE TIME DEATH SIEGE FBI AND STATE COPS

“LIFE JOURNAL OF MARK MOHR BLOG #24”
1:22 Post Meridian on August 24th of 2009, Monday

START OF BLOG:

This is not where the blog began. This is now 25 past ten at night on Monday night, an entire week in the future from where I wanted originally 2 post up around 3 or just after in the afternoon, an entire Monday ago. This is the final and 31st motherfucking day of the worst month of my entire cock sucking life, AUGUST of OH-NINE, BR!!!!!!!!!!! The Mayan Queen, JULIA WHITE, broke my computer. I had 2 take it into a repair shop not all that far from where the mighty child molester Thomas J. Reale plucked with me at 15 and a half on Cornwall Avenue in Ventnor, New Jersey, USAESMWG. U will hear an incredible story, if U honestly R not in the mood 4 it, go off 2 another blog, because this gets beyond the furtherest stars of the heavens by quantitative factors and then some more. As any Morianity followers and Blogaudians R aware of, last week contained 2 nasty FULL EVIL EMPIRES, and the DOW JONES does nothing but forever shoot up and up and up just like I told all of U, not just my GIANT GINA.

Last week was trucking super loaded with MILITUFORCE DEATH SIEGE, it has been very bad 4 quite a while now, but last week after they struck the computer, it was no holds barred nor punches pulled, all was legal and ethical down 2 the filthiest dirtiest rottenest tactics that this sick diseased twisted shit bunch from hell could do at their total ass worst. Balloon siege is back major. Choppers and military planes and small loud planes were all over me all week long like flies on a garbage truck. Like HADDONWOOD GI-FLIES sent down from their long WHITE-winged planes with the black tips, Julia, and into the private club outdoor swimming pool of 1996. I never should have ever tried 2 mess with THAT-FAMILY. They R beyond fucking all mighty powerful. They broke my entire system, and took away my only means of a financial cushion in case of such screw ups, by pulling my CAPITAL-ONE BANK VISA account. On the same day, they broke the computer, they wiped out my account and 4 no good reason, after my paying this rotten bank a sum of 4,800 dollars 2 bring down my balance 2 around just under 300 bucks, they inform me that they reduced my credit line down 2 seven bills. In combination with the insult of putting a blotch on my credit record which all credit line decreases do by the way 4 those unaware of this banking and financial reality, I thought the number was a definite Mashell Daniels RPL dig, shot, and cute ass number. I would have closed out the account anyway, but this really iced the double bubble effect 4 me but good, and I know what I am imagining and what I am not. I also know that once Colaman’s system took a sharp turn 2 the south, all the rest would fall like dominos. But U have heard nothing at all.

Right after I looked up some possible distant cousins on the island, the real royal pain in the torment and torture box began. There was a terrible automobile accident that Chicky was in with his truck that I was strong armed into adding onto my car insurance policy. I knew at the time that if I ever tried 2 escape the islanders, the song lyrics would prove themselves out 2B true and nightmarish beyond what I can really honestly expect any of U out there reading this on the internet 2 take seriously and believe, yet still, I am gonna print every fucking word of this nightmare hell story, BRA!!!!!! I was planning my escape Sunday morning at one AM. When I got home from work Saturday morning, Dawn greeted me at the door and told me that a horrible accident had happened during the night just east of Egg Harbor Township with the truck. Chicky was drunk as hell and with his Guatemalan MAYAN friends. Now U must understand that unlike any of U, the scriptures jump right off the pages of the bible 4 me, I do not have one bit of trucking FAITH, I KNOW, I HAVE SEEN, I’VE WITNESSED the supernatural. I know how totally real and frighteningly dangerous all of it is. When it talks in scripture about things being planned B4 the Earth’s foundations were laid, most of U out here at best try and use your faith 2 believe in this wordage. I have no faith at all. I all ready know that all of this is totally real and true. The only trouble is that I know an upline teenaged girl is having a blast playing a game by dreaming into her own downline, as we all do by the way, but who cares, as I can only B concerned 4 right now this minute, with my small speck in the greater spectrum of the grand scheme of it all, BRA!!!!!! Just like Ed Green on the L&O television show, and BRA and BRO, I mean did I really, years B-4-I ever met Christopher Bennett, and was taught what being a blogger was by him; all ready know the future and put my telephone listing under the name of Bobby Green? I did not even start watching this show until after I did this, let alone walk consciously and wakefully through the 03 and 04 and so forth years of this century. It was late in oh-two when I got sick 2 death of Callio and McGuire harassing me continually on the telephone, calling and hanging up every single plucking day, year in and year out. My songs like MY PANDORA copyright examiner, do U honestly believe that Roddenberry knows that a real physical time traveler exists in the garden state, just because maybe, just ducking maybe, he had, or his pals Pillar and Berman had, heard my original lyrical content sent 2 the Copyright Office in 1980- called LOVE IS 4 CARPENTERS? There R no time travelers and there is no time travel, because in truth there is NO TIME. It all is a trick that conscious or so-called-AWAKE mind is creating 4 us who exist physically on this plane of materialization. But believe whatever turns U on and don’t listen 2 the one person on this sick Earth who really knows the truth, and C if I give a rats grassmole, BRA!!!! Forget about EMPIRE STATE, and learn what the letters ES really R all about, once and 4 all lads and lassies. It stands 4 2 powerful words that tells the truth about all of this bullshit. EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND. This is all of it in a compressed nutshell. The dirt bag military persecuted the fuck out of me from the time I got 2 work Friday night the ending of August the 28^th and early into the 29^th on Saturday morning. This is because their dirt ball space shuttle craft had just taken off down in scum bag tax wasted dollars NASA, and they always persecute me when they go up and when they come down or during major times in the mission, where extreme danger is presented 2 the astronauts. Again, it is always about that mighty tool, ICPE, INTENTIONALLY CREATED PARALLEL EVENT. Shortly after all was up, and roger that, and 10-4, and all that nonsense; they influenced Chicky 2 get together with his Guatemalan friends and relatives and crash his truck, insured in my name, totaling it, and causing 15,000 dollars worth of other property damage by destroying an expensive neon restaurant sign, the Country Kitchen, of Galloway Township, New Jersey, Gene Traveler, USAESMWG. Should any of U doubt this, drive by and C their temporary wooden one displayed out front, and then drive around 2 the back and C the large pole that was deeply concrete embedded into the ground, all crushed and wrecked out in the shallow wooded area past the rear parking area. STATE FARM Insurance who I was with had no mercy with me and cancelled my policy today. The impound lot told Dawn, Chicky’s wife, that if 300 dollars s not paid tomorrow, I will B taken into court and MY drivers license will B taken from me. This was HOW I COULD NOT ESCAPE LONG ISLAND. THIS IS THE ROYAL MUCKING PAIN IN THE GLASS THAT ONLY 'THAT-FAMILY' CAN CAUSE. ONLY THEY CAN TOTALLY DECIMATE AND RUIN A MANS’ ENTIRE LIFE. Remember or reread the blogs from earlier in 2009, on www.blogger.com/ and just type in the title, NO ESCAPE FROM LONG ISLAND. I have seen and witnessed and been VICTIMIZED by their supernatural powers now 4 nearly a half of a lucking century now. I know how real it is, and this is where they got the idea 4 their movie in the late nineties, THE TRUMAN STORY. He could not get out either, it was all staged. ALL WAS A GAME. The beast was in the east again, HUH DAVID LATE OR 2 LATE SCYLLA ROTH!!!!!!!!!!!! When I was at work, lightning started flashing around 4 a short while 2 let me know the military, and the 177th DEVILS of SATAN, were out 2 get me good, and they did. Today, DEEDEE flocks were all over the Egg Harbor and Galloway Township areas, huge flocks of giant birds, they know walking dead men when they C them in their cars, read what SHE has 2 say in HER mighty words of the HOLY BIBLE, C what LORD/ESS or SAR/AH-STACEY JEHOVAH KRASSLE says about my birds. On top of all of this, my hay fever is off the fucking scale horrific, as it is a seasonal hell that I live with each year around this time.

U know it strikes me so funny how the human mind is not capable of rationally looking at things presented 2 them, especially when it is 2 weird and far out there 4 them, and they really R hoping that the person saying the stuff is just a shack job nutcase lunatic. Someone mentioned that my seeing the prosecutor in no way had any connections with the LAW AND ORDER show on television getting created. They had ingeniously copied my directions, and now they R an immediate expert on working out Gawnum equations. After-all, there is no match out with my PCN-871 and L&O’s PCN-275. Wow, really? Gosh. Let me show U something Einstein. What would law and order have 2 do with me? Did U ever think that adding the appropriate word SHOW after LAW AND ORDER, might B a tad bit mote logical there, Mister Spock? A second Einstein mentioned that PAULA KING is very much a heavy match with me, so Y is she not your friend, Y is she the MAYAN QUEEN of disaster that U blog about and refer 2 as Julia White? Well, I do not REFER 2 HER as anything. She came into my mind, AS Julia White, and influenced ME 2 write the 1994 book called THE PERMISSION BARRIER. After writing it and 4 numerous years right into early 2009, this very year a solid decade and a half after finishing the book, I just recently remembered my trip up 2 the freaking island and her raping me in the mansion at 175 Peninsula Drive in Babylon, New York. She hypnotized me. She even sent my cousin Herbert Huntington recently into a major interaction where he tried 2 tell me that she had nothing 2 do with any of this. I knew he was lying and proved it, right in the interaction, and wow was this a flucking doodad of an experience 4 some future blogging text, BRO!!!!!!!! Now let me discuss a doozie interaction that happened shortly after my computer was destroyed 2 Monday’s ago and my Capital One Visa account was pulled. I fell into a nasty ass rotten sleep. Suddenly my mother and I were in a maze of corridors at some hospital. We were both there 2 visit MC who was a patient there, under an assumed name, and with the utmost QT. She had been the victim of a crime that would not B a smart thing 4 me 2 discuss details on in a public blog. We seemed 2 know her very well, and mother had not yet fallen victim 2 her weird and undiagnosed medical condition that led 2 her eventual demise in early March of 2000 here in the waking world, or your concept of this. As we entered an area where some elevators were located, yet still were back in a hallway and walking towards them, we were speaking and conversing in a quiet hospital tone, and I said her first name and mother stopped suddenly and gave me a stare-down that I haven’t seen since high school. Then she said, “Mark, U can’t say that in here, we’ll B thrown out of the hospital”. I stared right back at her and said the following thing 2 her, “Mom what is wrong with U, there R many $%&*#$’s in the world, as well as Jeff’s and Toms and Jane’s and Joan’s”. Suddenly the interaction by my reference point here in waking reality, ‘dreamshifted’ 2 an entirely different location, still with my mother, and she was being handed a letter, always a freaking letter, 12 years of this now, and the man delivering 2 her personally insisted that she give him her full name first. She suddenly could not seem 2 remember it and kept stammering and stuttering, and I finally raised my voice and told him her name, but he kept insisting that B-4 he gives this letter 2 her, SHE must tell him her name. She could not. This reminded me a lot of Barnabas Collins, Angelique, and Ben Stokes, on Dark Shadows, but I figured out the real meaning of much deeper slit here than just the old soap horror show of years gone freaking by, BRA!!!!!!! Again, future blogs and future times R made and designed 4 more elucidation on interactions like these, and right now I need 2 finish this up and post and crash, as I must get up early and take Dawn 2 her probie dude, John Judy. B-4-I end this, back 2 answering Einstein number 2, and her wonderment and bewilderment of my match up Gawnumly with Paula King. A long time back by mortal references, a year or less in fact, I blogged that the GAWNUM shows a compatibility in events that thereby can solve mysterious queries, if and when properly tested, so that other all ready known things R matched, and then U can plug in alternate words and dates and times and locations and names, and so on and so freaking forth. Still, I know I added in here, that the GAWNUM shows a connection between things or a lacking in connection, but not necessarily whether this connection is a good positive one or a bad negative one. GAWNUM studies can show good and bad ONLY when specified and queried as indeed doing so. Again, everything has a convertible private cosmically-coded number, or PCN.

Does anyone remember the day my driving skills were challenged and questioned after my returning from the Galloway Library behind their police building and the girl I call TWINBAY that called me a GLASS HALF EMPTY GUY? Look at the connective symbolism just with the location here. Remember how she was trying 2 get a drivers license, and I was saying I had one since I was 18, being still 53 at the time, totaling 35 years; and so who is she 2 lecture me? Well, here I am again, in the same area, a stones throw away, and here is another ACCIDENT SITUATION, and now they R gonna' try and pull my license. Do U still not believe the reality that all is energy and connected up together in the energy realm as tiny sub atomic numeration systems, proving Gawky Gaukauk is no liar, nor is his system called the GAWNUM, Astrally??????????? Well, U will believe whatever U choose, and that much, I KNOW is truer than relativity. That, even today, is still THEORY, as no one has proved it by taking a trip 2 the future in an ultra high velocity space vessel. It has proven out 2 work in a microcosm, but some things indeed that do this, still do not, when put 2 real tests; and all scientists worth their salt know this fact.

I AM NOT AFRAID OF U JULIA WHITE. GO AHEAD AND TRUCKING MURDER ME, & DO IT IN MY SLEEP LIKE U DID 2 MY MOTHER, OR ANY WAY U WISH. DEATH DOES NOT FRIGHTEN ME. GO PLAY WITH MOTH BALLS. Somebody is asking 2 get theirs ladies and gentleman, as I am a mere human with limits and tolerances, and have taken way more than my plucking share of pain and punishment at the hand of these flucking MAYANS, who planned all this millions of frucking years ago. They planned this, this town, this life, and THAT FAMILY, and told me indirectly in ways that only get me laughed at, that indeed, “THERE IS NO ESCAPE 4-U, BOY” Somebody out here better love real estate and want 2 get some land, because BRO, U-R about 2 get some land handed 2-U quickly, and not a lot of land, but 2 big achers, CRUNCH, OUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This family of Ventnor, NJUSAESMWG WASHCLOTH NIGHTMARE INTERACTIONS, going far beyond any imagined DARK SHADOWS POWERS ever could even hope 2 go; is busting me' mind lately, Mister Latengrate Lennon Marcucci Sir, and Sir Russell T. Thaxton. Phone calls started up during this 2-day hellish nightmare death siege, along with horrendous beyond flucking frightening dreams. No, it wasn't the great McGuire & Callio group who called me back at Jenny's MMM PARK, nor was it the telephone number of epitomized coincidences and lovely black cats belonging 2 janitor ladies at medical research

life extension institutes at Ferry Avenue in great inner cities such as CAMDEN, NJUSAESMWG, with names matching movies made nearly three decades out into antimatter space. TD Bank knows this is all true, as does Verizon my carrier in those days if memory is naught confusing me, or a lacking of a good one in any dern event.

PHHH, I wish U only the best should U-B still amongst us Jennifer Love Hewitt 'breathers', and our daughter as well, but if both of U-R still here, please tell her 2 stop screwing with me. Has she no shame, humanity, nor conscience 4 crying out loud, YO Patty??????????????????????

POSTING UP AT 3:36 AM, Wednesday, October 18, 2023

“THE END”, LOVELY KATY SAVANT, AND KATY PEE!