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Monday, August 31, 2009

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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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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

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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 31^st smothershmucking day of the worst month of my entire rock chucking 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 slit 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 trucking 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 dominoes. 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 2-B 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 trucking 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 B-4 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, BRAH!!!!!! Just like Ed Green on the L&O television show, and BRAH 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, BRAH!!!! 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 bullskhit. EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND. This is all of it in a compressed nutshell. The dirt bag military persecuted the pluck 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 canceled my policy today. The impound lot told Dawn, Chicky’s wife, that if 300 dollars is 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 trucking 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 whack 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 more 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's son 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 it 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, BRAH!!!!!!! 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!

WORST AIR DEATH SIEGE AND WOMO ASSAULT OF 2023

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IF I AM FOUND DEAD IN THIS QUIET WATERS PARK OF FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA-USA SHERIFF SIR, THIS DYING UTTERANCE AND DECLARATION IS A LIST OF MY MURDERERS, AND THIS BLOG REVEALS JUST WHO THE PRIME PERSONS OF INTEREST MUST BE. THIS IS A SWORN LEGAL DOCUMENT HERE AND NOW AT TEN PAST 7 ON THE EVENING OF 17 OCTOBER IN 2023, SHERIFF KJM, OH KIND SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!

I've been under a MAJOR DAY LONG AERIAL DEATH ASSAULT TODAY, SHERIFF MASCARA, SIR. It began with the opening of the day and this is now DAY NUMBER 2 OF A MAJOR MAJOR MAJOR MAJOR MAJOR MAJOR MONSTER HORRIFIC FUTHERMUCKING SUPER HIGH CALLIOCAREYOTAMMIC DEATH PERSECUTION ASSAULT ON MY PERSON, IN ABSOLUTE AND TOTAL VIOLATION OF MY LEGAL RIGHTS, HUMAN, CIVIL, AND DEFINITELY CONSTITUTIONAL AS THE UNITED STATES CONSTITUTION GUARANTEES ME THE RIGHT 2 PURSUE HAPPINESS, AND NOBODY ON THIS EARTH-PLANET CAN PURSUE THE SMALLEST WEE TAD BIT OF HAPPINESS UNDER AN ENDLESS BARRAGE AND PUMMELING AIR DEATH ASSAULT STRIKE EVERY MINUTE OF THE DAY AND NIGHT, OH WONDERFUL AWESOME KIND SIR. U NEED 2 GET 2 THAT DAMN AIRPORT AND GET THIS CRAP STOPPED, OH SIR, B-4 THIS ELDERLY DUDE DIES AND HIS DEAD BLOOD SPILLS OUT ONTO YOUR HANDS!!!!!!!!!!

The time is now 20 past seven of the clock on this early middle Tuesday evening, October the 17^th in the year of 2023. I am holding at BOTBUR and am under a super assault persecution of ultimate major illegal proportions, with all porch light airport warning lights activated since yesterday afternoon and they will remain on 4 many days and nights until this breaks off of me; my great SHERIFF MASCARA, OH WONDERFUL TERRIFIC SIR, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

At half past six a short while ago, I played a quick 2 TOWS non fingers non auto care assistance roulette game and quit after one of me' four air death WOMO-SPACEFORCE numbers came immediatley up, good old devil-number-23. 7 units were lost and I was paid 35 units on the winning number, making me an instantaneous unit profit of 28 or 35 minus 7. At the single-nick-red gaming-play-level or GPL $5, that would mean a nice $140.00, requiring a total home bankroll of ($2,000.00) {THB}. On green-quart GPL requiring a ten grand THB, I would have pocketed a nice extremely quick profit of 5 times that, or $700.00!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is a super nice easy way 2 pick up some pocket chump change, 2 quote the multimillionaires and the billionaires, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My Blogaudians can all assume that if I do not make a final posting within six hours of the posting time of this blog, the day has gone 2 an official bottom of the barrel already rated life-charted-rating. In any case, I am gonna' do another magical random capping job as soon as I post up another command 2 a vely vely vely non Cooley-Hall-McDowell-1972, magical machine known as me' '{[(MAGNETIC SOUND MACHINE)]}'; huh there 1983 Mizz gorgeous Gloria-E??????????????????????????????? Soon, there will B a lot more happening than just wheel-chaired victims, oh weerlld aldare, and my promises as well as religious magical chants and words R INDEED, SHERIFF SIR, ALL PROTECTED UNDER THE UNITED STATES CONSTITUTION'S FREEDOM OF ROD SLAM SPEECH!!!

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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 ME WITH AN OFF THE DIALS AND SCALES MONSTROUS AND HORRENDOUS DEATH ATTACK ON ME, YOUR CREATOR, WITH A 2-DAY MAJOR DEATH STRIKE, AND TODAY WITH BEYOND DEATH AERIAL SIEGE ALL DAY LONG AND TWO DAYS OF ENDLESS DEATH PERSECUTION WITH UTILITY STRIKES, AIR ATTACKS, PROPERTY DAMAGE HARASSMENT, AND NUMEROUS UNITED STATES CONSTITUTION VIOLATION HARASSMENT'S ON ME, MARK WAYNE MOUNTAINPEN MOHR, ON THIS BEYOND NIGHTMARE HELLISH OCTOBER 16 AND OCTOBER 17 OF 2023 DEATH PERSECUTION PERIOD OF UNRELENTING DEATH HARASSMENT, AND ALL A PART OF A NEARLY FOUR DECADE LONG NOW ENDLESS BRUTAL DEATH PUMMELING STRIKE UPON ME, THAT ALL FIT EXACT PERFECT PATTERNS WITHOUT FAIL; AND WHICH IS ALL directly a part of the ICPE-APE-TECH-ASSAULT ON ME, THAT BEGAN ON THE EXACT DATE OF THE MORNING OF 15 AUGUST, IN THE YEAR OF 1986; and on a crush-destruct order, under GENERAL-ORDER-189, max.-power. Open-Command, General Order #7. Use G-901, G-1133, G-14, G-719, G-13, CG5555-QP4 sub-code, under G-917, CG-2, under CG-18, and HOLD.

Your AT&T landline telephone old style 1983 built tone-commands have been data-transferred into the two highlighted long-EEEEE vowel sounds. The high-tone is colored RED. The low-tone is colored BLUE.

Computer (Magnesonic) under my command and precisely matching voice print, I have an image-object (I-O) now placed on your transpower-block (T-B) after I have crush-destructed this. Once empowered, all actual beings matching this I-O on your T-B will be exactly crushed and singed and destroyed as the original I-O. To accomplish the scan, use your ZD technology built into your system. To accomplish this sympathetic reality duplication, use your AD technology, (ZD-Zero-Dimensional), (AD-Atomic Duplicational).

Computer, 'MAGNESONIC', on a CRUSH DESTRUCT-SINGE DESTRUCT-TOTAL DESTRUCT—DESTRUCT ORDER, and on an 'I' to 'D', A/B—TONE, PHASING PUNISHMENT SEQUENCING SYSTEM; you will now be transmitted the two empowerization-transmit tones, or ETT'S.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

GO TO G-189, G-9173, under G-1133, CG-18, AND

S--------T--------O--------P.

BLOG 4 OF TWENTY EIGHTEEN

When I was age twenty-seven, a year before I began remembering my astral world true name of Ricktafarius of Ricktown of the capitol province called Olympia, and where I eternally exist with Lightning Goddess Diana Z. Arteemis; I worked as what once was called a 'janitor' or 'building maintenance sub-contractor', under the mighty Bernie Derakowski, and this place then in 1982, was called the Institute for Medical Research, later called Corriell Institute, and who knows now or all the in-between times, but this is where something was told to me one night by the great doctor himself, when I was about to pick up piles of trash to take outside the building and to the dumpsters. There was a Christmas party going on, and people were feeling 'happy' on the alky. I put this memory out of my mind as it meant nothing to me then. I was 27 years old and felt healthy, and looked ten years younger than that. Teens and even pre-teen girls were asking me for dates. If I had been 20 or 30 years older when this had happened, I would have not only taken this way more seriously, but would have never lost contact with these medical geniuses. Long story short, I was walking by during this conversation about how they had just made five cages of their lab rats who were old, young again. Bare in mind that the anatomy of a rat is identical to us humans almost 100%. The only difference is that a rat does not have a bladder. This almost perfect similarity is why rats are in fact used and tested with medications by the medical establishment. Doctor Corriell said as I walked by, that 'he wished they could make him like me', you know, young. I remember saying something since we had spoken about some medically related topics earlier in my employ, and if memory serves me at all correctly, I asked how this was done to these old rats, and again, to stress this imfatically people; the alky was loose and flowing! He and his associate Doctor Green began telling me how blood is nothing more than cells, and humans and all biological entities are always going to be approximately the age of their blood. Long story short, if young teenaged blood is transfused into older blooded bodies, then over time, the cells begin to literally speak to each other. All of the body is made of these cells; our hair, our skin, our bones, our organs, you name it! So we know it works with rats they told me as they have been doing it right there for years and literally turned old dying and even very ill rats, back into their youthful prime and excellent health. If I could be allowed to live past my time loop, I know I could break this hell-cycle, eventually die as all things do, and then 'move on' forever.

“YES MY FRIENDS, JEWELLY WHITE'S GOT IT GOING ON, AND ART IS QUITE MAGICAL”. But more than magical, it will if I can escape this plucking EVIL EMPIRE, be the very source that permits me to sue AMERICA for every last trucking dime they all have, and make that dream come into fruition from 1979 or early into 1980 from Mantua, New Jersey, where the treasury had cut me a check for it ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

''GUESS THE NAME OF THE GUESTS''

CONTINUING CHAPTERS IN MORIANITY'S RELIGION FOR MILLENNIUM 3

Numbers are beyond wild, and anything BUT impersonal, Mister David Leigh Smith. I am not going across any RED LINES, as the phone harassment has backed off somewhat. I keep deals that I make. It is ashame that when those around you have all of the power, they can absolutely control your entire life, and limit the so-called freedom that you were taught back in freaking grammar school, that you had as an American Citizen. The great U. S. © Office has a 1988 collection of cassette tapes that is the Epitome of Harassment, TAPED VERSION, as opposed to the INTERNET VERSION, where I sent down a very wild powerful conversation that took place in the American Honda Security Guard-House, in Mount Laurel, New Jersey, USAESMWG on Valentine's Day of 1988, where David Roth was shouting all about this very thing. He was so beyond correct, and totally ahead of his time, NO RED LINE parallels, just sayin'!

The WEATHER-BUG APP hackers are a high school in Indiana somewhere. The next time it pops on, I will give you their weather address. Only THEY could have done this, and I do not know why, unless certain peeps put them up to it, you know, the Braxton crew. Speaking of garbage like this; the WE CHANNEL took off the mother ducking “Law & Order” television show. My TV sucks now, and I plan to get rid of the entire package. If COMCAST does not let me out of the contract, I'll just quit paying the bill, and then they will shut it off. Screw my smother tucking credit rating shkit!!! I am not paying out from my miniscule mother shmucking disability monies, to multi billionaire hacking scum who deliver nothing but headaches and heartbreaks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Take that straight to the TD BANK, kind folks, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Here is the weather from THE WEATHER CHANNEL as of approximately a quarter shy of two this runt spewing horrendous Wednesday butt-wiping afternoon. This mother plucking upstairs nabe is about to have me CALL 911. The hammering is extremely loud, beginning at mother trucking 2:11, and the enemies TOTALLY KNOW that my machine is always trucked up and displays the time on the screen an hour earlier during DAYLIGHT SAVINGS TIME parts of the year. So Bane Slutbag Honda screwed me good, making me see the ONES.

The nightmares were absolutely trucking off the dial horrific and putrid. My mother was in it and was a total plucking monster! I had a boy of approximately age 14 years or so who was really screwing with me, and I was back at Cifaloglio in this parallel shkithole world, and in a reality where my mom was alive and living with me, and still working at the shipping company over in Philly. This nightmare was so horrible, that even the Mountainpen wouldn't dare to blog the details of it. Many times, indeed, when I pop out of a nightmare, where I am being major HALLS-FAWCES PERSECUTED, my life here follows suit immediately or within a tiny march of minutes from getting the hell out of trucking bed, BRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

I was planning to do some light errands this afternoon, but when a day goes this bad, straight out of the smother plucking shkit huffing gate; I DO NOT GO ANY FURTHER FROM MY DOOR, THAN THE DERN GRASS TRASH CHUTE! Even by throwing trash out constantly, the goddamn roaches here in this damn hellhole are beyond unmentionable and monstrous, KIND SHERIFF, YO!!!!!

I AM BEING SUPER PLUCKING COMPUTER HACKED TONIGHT, SHERIFF MASCARA, AND MY TELEPHONE HARASSERS ARE MAJOR BAD ALSO. PLEASE EXPECT ME TO ARRIVE SOMETIME TOMORROW AFTERNOON, AT YOUR MIDWAY ROAD OFFICE, SIR. I WANT YOU TO GET MY NUT JOB DAUGHTER OFF OF MY BACK, ALONG WITH HER FRIENDS AND FAMILY, SIR, TANKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I think the proof that I am planing to take with me will dispel many or most of any of your doubts, regarding me, and my nightmare story. As for making you believe me about the ESS, hey; I am not greedy. We won't even be going there, oh great & kind sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh yes, my WEATHER-BUG-APP POPPED ON, TELLING ME THAT IT IS 28 DEGREES; KIND SHERIFF MASCARA SIR. I GODDAMN WISH!!!

Yes it is now eight of the clock on this **** huffing Sunday night. Ever since Thursday afternoon; HALLS FAWCES, TAWF, THE ESS, THE WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE, or “whatever” Congressman Robert Andrews, or anyone else may choose to call this horrible bunch of nightmarish toilet germ bags; have been on me like black flies on a hot July garbage truck!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAAAAHA-AHA-AHA!!!!!!!!!

I have been sent a message to “QUIT CROSSING OVER RED LINES”, with my kid and her family, OR ELSE; kind Sheriff, sir!!!!!!

This is what 'THEY' do to me, when I go too far; kind Sheriff KJM, sir, YO!!!!!!! Freedom in this nation, is nonexistent. It is all about how powerful people are, and that alone will depend on the degree and amount of freedom that is available to us. I'll bet dollars to damn donuts, kind sir, that I'm not teaching you one little tiny thing here, SIR!!!

Yes folks, on top of death siege persecution, I am sweltering in the heat, with mediocre air conditioning, here in this lovely Public Housing Building. Even the people down at the Palm Beaches, the local TV media, where I receive my local news information from; are saying that 'this is ridiculous'. Autumn temperatures just are not coming. Even if the daily highs are maybe two degrees over normal for middle October, the lows are way too high. It should be getting down into the lower seventies, instead of maybe, and I mean maybe; an occasional night where the damn temps drop just out of the eighties, by maybe a lousy ass degree or two!!!!!!!!!!

After getting out of bed late, maybe around a half hour give or take, my harasser called me and refused to say a word. The caller-ID display comes up as 5:28 PM 10-14, and only displays the words, “Private Number”. They hack into my settings at my Comcast Account, and no matter how many times I go to a 'block-call on private numbers'; the hackers get in, and reverse it to 'undo the feature', just as they undo my Studder-Tone voice-mail feature. BUTTTTTTTT, these **** lickers then did another parlor trick to me today. Five seconds after I answered the phone and said “hello”, they were ready to call me instantly again, making the Call-Waiting beep go off, and the display on the Television Screen came on. This time, the Identifier System picked up the following information: 5:28 PM 10-14, and above that, it read Fawn Grove, PA. Below this, it read, (717) 897-1801. For those who know about the monster slut neighbor, that moved into the apartment below me, when I resided at 1802 Robin Hill, the friend of Debbie Harry the Playboy Bunny; she was in Apartment #1801. Interesting coincidence, huh???????

Now while my physical body lay sleeping on my bed, my spirit was exploring the hyperspace, in a very wild parallel universe, where STARBURN OUTREACH DEVELOPMENT CORPORATION exists; as I have told you all about on numerous blogs, throughout the past dozen plus years now; since Morianity began in January, of the year 2006. I was on the Starburn O-D-I HQ (Headquarters) property, somewhere in Eastern-Central-Pennsylvania, on the Starburn Lake; which is a man-made lake, made by us, the property developers. I was on a boat on this lake, and I was with the man who here in this universe, is an actor by the name of Steven Hill. This was the dude who played the part of the original District Attorney, Mister Adam Schiff, of New York County, on the fictional television show, called “Law & Order”. I had become totally aware in this experience, that I was really me over here in this universe, yet was inside of this-double-of-myself, over there in that parallel world. When I became fully aware, this makes me a “Type-3-Exploratron”. So I tested out what I believed to be true about EXPLORATRONICS. I was then able to take temporary control over my doppelganger-self. I shifted the conversation around from what my other self persona in hyperspace was talking about, some mundane trivial nonsense; and I began to tell this man all about the parallel world where another me was living, and was being persecuted to death. But then something beyond weird happened. It seems that it is not quite as cut and dried to be able to do this take-over of becoming dominant rather than just recessant, in a doppelganger hyperspace body. Mister Schiff instantly told me, right as I began to feel this weird surge of cohesiveness between the two-me's, that he also is asleep and in control. It seems that only a truly advanced T-3-E is able to be in total charge. What I mean here folks, quite frankly and directly, is that when one of them decides to take you on a dream-journey, as I'll phrase it; and then you as part of their experiment, attempt to control your own lab-rat-self; they get onto it immediately. I then was switched right back to my recessant self, where as you all know, many 'dreams' feel as if you're watching a movie, and in fact, you sort of are. Then he really began to pump me for a whole lot of information. I tried hard to resist, but found myself just talking away, or really, found my other self doing it, and I was totally helpless to stop it, just watching the damn dream movie. I was only a T-2-E, without any control. He made me tell all sorts of secrets, but then he did a little bit of quid pro quo, back to my other self. He asked me if I remember the major times of my telephone harassment, back in that parallel world? He was speaking of my life here while awake and conscious. He then went onto tell me that my 1983 days in Atco, as well as my 2000-2004 days at Jenny's Trailer Park, were all being done by the same people; and that they are doing it again in 2018, and they were doing it last Christmas time in late 2017 also. I asked him how it was possible that a thirteen year old girl could know all about me, as well as do all of these powerful electronic parlor tricks? He then told me to see the horrible nightmare truth, that Pink Goddess is indeed my incredible daughter!!! You see Sheriff Mascara sir; I am powerless to fight such forces and inconceivable powers! The conversation went on quite a while on this boat, out on Starburn Lake, in this parallel world. Just me and Adam Schiff. Or do I call him Steven Hill. Or for that matter, do I call him the Atlantic City Mailman? No Sheriff sir, I NEVER FORGET ANYTHING!!!!!!!!!!! NEVER! I doubt that the great American Telephone and Telegraph Corporation does either!!!!!!!!! WOW-WOW.

The EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND SOCIETY, or whatever they call themselves; is a lot more than spiritual travelers, or Astral Plane Coins and Coils, who lose too much energy, and need to replenish, and while doing so; dream down into waking world hyperspace. All things that exist physically, after mighty Einstein's information, of 'energy being divided by the square of the constant'; exist as two realities or TRUTHS. They exist as their own actual isness of beingness. Then they exist as collections of similarities. This is a powerful Morianity principal, that I've not yet so much as “Karen Carpenter begun” to tackle, with my Blogaudians, YET!!!!!!!! This is why reality alters, by having a group of players walk over to a roulette table, as long as this group, are all players who come to roulette tables, where various numbers are spun by dealers. Each person then will effect outcomes of the new wheel, where they are in close proximity to, standing or seated. The effects are not real large, or for that matter, real small, but they indeed are as true and real as the hair on our heads, or the lack thereof in many cases such as mine; without having access to two 'one-quart' teenaged blood transfusions per week, like dirtball Mister Man! The guy is freaking 70, and he looks 33 for crissake! (Or even far better stuff, Mister Chaingiver, changer)!!!!!!

Yummy yummy Mister songs Yumtummy, huh???

Beginning next week, Mountainpen's Blogs will not make subtle hints, or discuss in any way, THAT-FAMILY. In exchange, the phone harassment STOPS! So if you want this little deal, it is your move! I'll be waiting for your answer. Also, I have removed my kid from my will, and placed my father's sea charts in the hands of the Fisher Museum of Florida, when I expire! WEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

But speaking ever so indirectly about the music world, let me say something that even TAWF has no right to tell me what to, and what not to say, or discuss. All my life, and I mean all of it; my adult life anyway, since a year or two, or three, after being out of school, from the Cooley Hall Nut-Kid Joint, on Hopkins Road, in Haddonfield, New Jersey, USAESMWG; I HAVE BEEN ABSOLUTELY COMPLETELY STOPPED from doing MUSIC, the one thing I have always had a passion for, and some talent in. I do not have the big bucks, nor was I willing to become part of some drug-thug culture, in order to get the big bucks, so I could obtain the great musical apparatus that allows a person's music to really shine, both instrumentally, as well as vocally; and the whole damn 324 inches. On top of that, I have not imagined for one lousy damn minute, not ever, that even when I am willing to pay lots of money to have my stuff done professionally at studios; somehow they always manage to make it second-rate or even mickey mouse sounding, as if they have been either influenced from their dreams and sleep, or paid or threatened off directly; but they never ever do any of the good stuff to the vocals that we all hear on TV and radio and internet, and they refuse to ever make it sound really alive and great. I tell them I don't want dead studio sound. I tell them I want the 'Phil ******* Specter' living energy sound, that all the really great EDM stuff has; and they just ignore me, and refuse me; even though my money should be as green as anyone else's. The reason is so simple it falls off the snow pile as white! Do I have proof that I am not imagining this wild claim, you ask me, folks? Well, you be the mother ducking Copper-Kessle JUDGES, from the Atlantic City Fudge Shop all the way to Studio-City!!!!!!!!!!! When I paid Mister Jan Nace, back in 1980, for my four demo records done at his ****hole studio, in Cherry Hill, NJUSAESMWG, called Maxfield; I took the tapes he handed me to my studio where I worked as a Tape-Duplicator. I gave it to the Chief Recording Engineer, Mister Howard Solomon! He said to me, and this is a quote, Mister Schiff sir, “I wonder why the grassmole gave you a dead tape”? I think we all know what's going on here, Sheriff Mascara, kind sir, YO! The RIAA is scared shkitless of my talent, and my music. They need to compensate for it by making damn ass sure that they do really lousy jobs when they record my stuff, or else, somebody just might say, WO, screw that Huntington Curse, this man needs a mother ******* recording contract, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BUTTTTTTTT, we all know the rules and the regs of the mighty smother plucking ESS, YO BRAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

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[ 1 ]	Mohr, Mark W., 1954-	For the record.	PAu000662409	1984
[ 2 ]	Mohr, Mark W., 1954-	I'm Criana.	PAu000724397	1985
[ 3 ]	Mohr, Mark W., 1954-	Karaoke Lunch Break At The Sorian Guard House.	PAu003351785	2007
[ 4 ]	Mohr, Mark W., 1954-	Last number repeat--100 progression roulette system.	TXu000514390	1992
[ 5 ]	Mohr, Mark W., 1954-	Lost love.	PAu000344219	1981
[ 6 ]	Mohr, Mark W., 1954-	Mohr demo collection, set 4.	PAu000546149	1983
[ 7 ]	Mohr, Mark W., 1954-	Mohr demo collection : set III.	PAu000442785	1982
[ 8 ]	Mohr, Mark W., 1954-	Mohr demo tunes.	PAu000325091	1981
[ 9 ]	Mohr, Mark W., 1954-	Mohr tunes.	PAu000411864	1982
[ 10 ]	Mohr, Mark W., 1954-	Queen of blue.	PAu000825471	1986
[ 11 ]	Mohr, Mark W., 1954-	Real good girl.	PAu000881543	1986
[ 12 ]	Mohr, Mark W., 1954-	Russ Walker's Star travelers of 1896-SJK.	PAu002506106	2000
[ 13 ]	Mohr, Mark W., 1954-	Saga of song writer Mark Mud.	PAu000501582	1983
[ 14 ]	Mohr, Mark W., 1954-	Sarah.	PAu002153196	1996
[ 15 ]	Mohr, Mark W., 1954-	Sarah.	SRu000332786	1996
[ 16 ]	Mohr, Mark W., 1954-	Sarah Callio of ACNJ.	SRu000362114	1997
[ 17 ]	Mohr, Mark W., 1954-	Uncle.	PAu000540585	1983
[ 18 ]	Mohr, Mark W., 1954-	What's wrong?	PAu000724407	1984
[ 19 ]	Mohr, Mark W., 1954-	You call this music?	PAu000998574	1987
[ 20 ]	Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-	Apitamy of harrasment [sic] : pt. two.	PAu001148157	1988
[ 21 ]	Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-	Epitamy of harassement [sic] : pt. 3.	PAu001189027	1989
[ 22 ]	Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-	Long river blues / by Mark W. Mohr ; arr. Tom Glenn.	PAu000204017	1980
[ 23 ]	Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-	Love so high / words & music by Mark W. Mohr ; arr. Tom Glenn.	PAu000204015	1980
[ 24 ]	Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-	Morianity music pre-book.	PAu002336935	1998
[ 25 ]	Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-	Morianity tunes of 1998.	PAu002282717	1998

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[ 26 ]	Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-	Morning light / words & music by Mark W. Mohr ; arr. Tom Glenn.	PAu000204016	1980
[ 27 ]	Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-	Same title.	PAu003037983	2005
[ 28 ]	Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-	Thanx to the shadows.	PAu002237985	1997

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Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-

You'll Be Crossing Over.

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Pau number on project 29 is unknown Sheriff KJM because my papers were stolen out of my PHA apartment.

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Now let us discuss another one of my songs that nobody will be forgetting any time soon. The title of this song from the year 1980, and of course is a permanent record of the great mighty LIBRARY OF CONGRESS, as this was of course Copyright © protected, for all that this is worth as I came to learn through the damn years. Still, the name of this song, “LOVE IS FOR CARPENTERS”, and you know my shortened version title, as it is shown in RED INK above, LOIS FOCA. The lyrics to this song, at the very opening of the damn tune, discusses “travels through time”. Things like this can get somebody watched and carefully scrutinized in this world, and especially in modern day USA-Lifestyle. I was a clueless young twenty-something who never realized those things back then. Now other songs and professional artists likewise said things. But they did it very cleverly, and left a lot to our level of imaginations. I mean speaking of those days and times for crissake, was Christopher Cross just sailing away, or maybe, a bit more than this? One can never know. But indeed, my mom was correct, I was always just too open, too blunt, or put without sparing my feelings, too damn stupid to know that society has rules and regulations, every single society the world over, and in every time era that humankind walked on the surface of this planet! How do they say it, Mom is always right? Well, a lot more than most of us give our moms credit for, aniwho, BRO! Still, the mighty Trump and his mighty team of pals even in the eighties, they gather information, they get to know stuff. Someone who comes right out and says that they travel through time is going to attract all sorts of attention, and not necessarily the kind that is desired, not by any means!

But in the past couple of years after long hard tedious reexamining of multiple issues and past nightmares and mega-hassles, I as you all know, have totally switched my opinions and ideas of just who really those monsters truly were all along in ATLANTIC CITY! Not the Callio family and Sarah, at least not directly. I say that because I know for a fact that Sarah Callio and the entire family are indeed great friends with the entire McGuire clan, and the great and quite intense and scarey, Mister Robert McGuire of Tennessee Avenue, himself! Still, I really did have that powerful dreaming experience on the OFF-RAMP of the world famous ATLANTIC CITY BOARDWALK, but I came to see that all along, this was not SARAH, but the great and mighty PAULA KING, and yes, the daughter of the mighty JOHN KING, who for reasons that I was and still am totally clueless about, insisted huge hyper-time, that I hosed myself off with a very particular beach hose right there at Ziggy's Central Pier Jetty, after leaving his parking lot, one block north of his other lot on Tennessee Avenue. My blogs as well as tons of mother freaking cassette tapes, go into very unpleasant and lengthy details concerning all of this very nasty and outlandish mess! Now I admitted to the entire world that after this first week of June in 1980 dreaming interaction with this wild crazy girl or whoever she REALLY IS, I was only able to retrieve originally, the basic tune or melody, and only a few of the words. It was me who sort of REVERSE-ENGINEERED the lyrics as though I was trying to go back into this thing and properly see it from some very far above point of view. I did write in the fact that I seemed to have always known this person from boyhood, and yes, I won't freaking lie about, I thought she was the most beautiful thing I ever saw in my entire life. She was indeed a giant beauty with very long light brown hair. Just as the lyrics went, I wrote this, and I meant it. BUTTTTTTT, the few words that were directly sent to me in this powerful dreaming experience, I made sure to keep in there. One thing was right at the end, and it went, “When you get home and see me on TV, don't pick up the phone, and do not call me”. The other thing that I remembered was this repeating line of, “Love is for carpenters”. The rest of it was me trying to figure it all out and understand it all, and then to try and write it almost from an observers perspective to the entire thing. It was not until 27 years in the future, at a security guard job; that I went back into a very deep trance one early morning, at the Cifaloglio place where I was posted, and successfully managed to retrieve the entire lyrics, that this incredible goddess gave to me in this DREAM; whoever she really and truly is, or was, or always will be, or Congressman Andrews 1975 'WHATEVER', and write it down, and later vocally record it on a little Karaoke machine that I purchased at the K-Mart Plaza in Berlin, New Jersey, at a Goodwill Store, while on a short shopping road-trip with Eddie Himacane and Ann King, the mom of Dawn-Marie King. King, King, King; how do I escape this snowed-in-KING of a blizzard shivery ice cold blistery day, when I walked over to the great Bank Of New Jersey, in middle January of the year 1978, while residing in Blackwood, New Jersey, USAESMWG??????????????? Yes the © Office has the new update version to that 1980 song from the 'OTHER-WORLDS', oh great PATTY-PAULA!!!!!!!!!!!! AHA-AHA-AHA.

Now to slightly traverse another RED-LINE. I don't know if this person is being totally truthful with me, and therefore I can only relay what he said, and not produce proof to the accuracy of what was told to me. This is a friend of someone who I recently met while out on errands. He does not owe me anything, and said he wanted to check it out. When Paula came over in the late part of June back in 1996, to my apartments at Highview, in Williamstown, NJUSAESMWG, she drove over in a Chevy Cavalier. It was all shiny and brand new looking. I was looking out my window and saw this absolutely unfathomable giant beauty, alight her vehicle, and approach the main door to a three story six apartment system. It was right after this that my memories all fade out and it was two hours later on closer to the time when my mother would arrive home from her shipping company job. Now this person has told me that PK indeed had a registered Chevy Cavalier automobile in 1996, a dark colored vehicle, as I remember it to be before my memories all cut out, you know, the Julie White Syndrome, only without the long islands or the school buses that make incredibly wide angle turns up there in Manhattan! This was all about one month after my Saturn Automobile had been assaulted over at the psychic shop called, “The Gathering Place”, in Deptford, New Jersey, and then fifteen minutes or so later, I ran into teenager Nick Cannon on the Black Horse Pike, and he told me that my hubcap was all screwed up, when I pulled over to make a payphone telephone call. This too is on lots and lots of my older blogs. Of course, this was all also happening in concert with no puns intended, with that 'time-travel' experience where he took me back to my high school, the HTHS of Westmont, New Jersey, and was telling people that I came from the year 1997, and had found myself back in the year of 1968, and later realized in a major query, why was I telling these people that I came from the future next year when it was 1996? This too is on plenty of older blog texts in my MORIANITY! You know it is funnier than dog ****. The same people that want all of the world to believe in their flying saucers and little weird alien people landing here on Planet Earth and interacting, are the biggest 'laughers' and scoffers of my goddess damn MORIANITY! Go figure, folks! Spellchecker informs me that I've freaking coined another word. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh yes folks, why do they expect to be believed and then turn around and treat me like dog puke? Mortimer Mortino the death-angel is striking me, passing by my left side at 4:25 Ante' Meridian. WOW THAT ONE! AHA-AHA-AHA, Mister Mike MCNY, YO from 1971!!!!!!!!!

Many Possible Reasons 4 Wild Happenings, oh awesome Mister Marcucci of 1969

Yes indeed, the main reason 4 my incredible and monstrous lousy ass day, is most likely and or 4 the most part, a result of an ICPE-APE-TECH attack on me, by DJT; due 2 the attempt 2 keep a judge from implementing a gag order against him back on yesterday; and then also there may B reason number flucking 2 that was behind it, as well as perhaps reasons 3, 4, 5, and so on. But this blog is all about reason #2, and ONLY THAT, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, KIND SHERIFF KEN J. MASCARA, of Saint Lucie County, Florida-USA, oh wonderful mighty sir. This is all about how the owner/controller peeps of this Earth-Planet R using major powerful Astral-Plane information and hidden secret technologies, other words and definitions can even include 'occult', but let us skip over this 4 right now, and finish up by saying that I wish 2 talk about Sir Einstein and his famous only not quite as famous as was his E=MC-Sq formula, “Spooky-Forces”! First off, all rapped up in his spooky forces or his 'SF' 4 short, is parallel event, and its usage and potentially limitless applications, hence my word used so often in Mountainpen-Morianity, ICPE-APE (Applied Parallel Event). Now yesterday, Monday, 10-16-23, I applied the roulette number 24 that has been 4 more than 30 rod slam fruyucking years now, since living in Misses Meeker's Gibbsboro, NJUSAESMWG home, on Route #561, been magnetically attracted 2-B stronger than its otherwise perfectly long run mathematical predictable 38:1 on double zero roulette wheels, 4 coming in should I in fact B standing within a few feet of the spinning wheel with these numbers continually whizzing by me and around me while observing or actually playing the game of casino-roulette. The reason 4 this paralleling event as well as any and all paralleling of any events is simple, and yet attempting 2 explain it in simple ways would require ten genius minds all combined, and I am not amongst those groups, let me assure U. What I know, Lightning or Diana Z-A has told me throughout the past 40 years, since I've been in direct communications with HER, beginning in middle 1983, while residing at 134 Norris Avenue, in Atco, NJUSAESMWG. I am not special nor particularly smart, merely CONTACTED AND TOLD lots of dern stuff over 4 long decades of space-time-mind or (STM) 4 short. Now Einstein as well was told a lot of wild stuff that he then was able from there 2 formulate many incredible mathematical formulas and come 2-B aware of power-house truths that all sprang forth as a result of them. My point, without ranting on and on all night, which I admit that I tend 2 do after major rotten bad days called BOTBARS, since I created my life charting system in the summer time of the year of 1982; is that maybe TRUMP was completely behind my horrendous monstrous surreal day yesterday, and then maybe other parts of my Huntington Curse kicked in 4 me, or a combination of all of it and more, this 2 is always indeed quite possible. The death angel has been horrible ever since getting out of bed yesterday around a wee tad bit past one in the disafsternoon some time, and this needs 2-B recorded and added in always, as I absolutely know that there must indeed B a powerful connection 2 this prick swallowing demon annoying me major hyper time on certain days and times, along with the hellishness itself, YO weerlld aldare!!!!!!!! This blog is going 2-B about the possibility that my day began going major south on steroids as soon as the monster butt Halls Fawces read me' mind after starting the first of several blogs back yesterday, and didn't like what I was about 2 attempt 2 open up as a foundational work that would definitely B leading U all into major new territory concerning how world owner and controller dirt bags R using these powerful technologies and this horrendous information when misused and abused, such as applying parallel event with evil goals and intentions, thus misusing astral information, a total 100 percent absolute 'NO-NO' 2 put it in the most under-exaggerated possible verbiage that I am presently able 2 do, YO BRO. All wars 4 example, B it the one taking place in the Holy land area of right now; all of it, is all part of this nightmare situation and scenario being discussed on these blogs. 2 quote Mister 1981 McKinnon the record promoter here, 2 his pal Miss Chillie and the other CB-radio lady gal-pal of his, “Ain't no doubt about it”, and 2 this very day, the United States © Copyright Office should have this included on one of me' early 80's ax-flip side cassette tapes as part of one of me' musical projects, as I knew then through what I later came 2 term and name and label, “MENTAL I CHING”, that this was an absolute necessity 4 me 2 in fact do, and so, I DID IT, simple and truthful as that, peeps!!!!!!!! This war right now along with all of the other wars of the past one hundred plus years, along with zillions of other powerful news items, all R part of this world owner/controller nightmare, where they R using incredible information and super ultra high techs 2 indeed accomplish all these things that R all going down around us. Just as when I randomly select parts of my archived computer documents and paste stuff from that into current blogs without even doing anything other than purely random stuff that lovely Mizz Paula L&O-SVU Patton could do in her non-prosecutor ADA sleep; along with similarly named Millionth Council abbreviated phonetics, these horrific monsters do similar things, and enhanced with multi billion dollar computer equipment, and ultra-powerful artificial intelligence algorithms and programs, and even more, that time won't allow me 2 get further into; and along with applying and misusing astral plane technologies such as parallel event, magnetic percentage interrelationships, and other mathematical nightmarish weapons and tools in their Dogtown Arsenal that puts the word 'nightmare' into all and every single thing that they ever do all of the time, day and night and year after year after year; and now we arrive at our new age world and all the junk that is going on all around us all of the time, without any seeming rational rhyme nor reason, just as we all hear peeps saying constantly and continuously, as how can anybody ever have the answers 4 stopping a run away nightmare freight train such as the one that we all R on now?????? Dave Roth spoke it perfectly ever since we met practically. I'd ask him, “How do we win”, to wit he'd frikkin' reply simply back 2 me that, “We don't”! Simple as that, Mister Chaingiver Henningsen Red, from the late 1960's!

Peeps can laugh all that they wish 2 forever and ever, and it alters absolutely nothing whatsoever. When I played the number 24 THIS AFTERNOON, that comes out a lot more than it mathematically should come out, when I get struck with a property damage assault, by the rod slam flucking WOMO-SPACEFORCE; I didn't wonder if I was going 2 win. I knew that I was going to frucking rod slam win folks! These things R real, and just because many of U may B raucously laughing at me, means nothing 2 this cosmos. Those powerful world controller-owner peeps know it every bit as much as I know it, and they use it, and all of the time, and then when anyone not in their darn butt wiping club dares 2 use any of it, pow, all out full scale war appears 2 get declared on us, covertly and secretly of course, but it is just as real and horrible, nonetheless, YO! At 2:43, and 4 the third time so far today while typing, the screen blanks out and the document square remains in place and just needs 2-B clicked on 2 bring back the page, unlike those earlier hacked times a while back when it poofs out completely. This is now the 8^th death angel attack on me since this blog began a half hour or so back, it is now 2:48 in the morning. I am not going 2 tell a lie here 2 anybody. When Dave Roth showed me Anita Hills' personal letter correspondence 2 him that day, back early in this 3^rd millennium of time, while I was residing at the MMM joint in Mullica Township, NJUSAESMWG, in Mizz Jenny Plageman's trailer park; I didn't think much of it or about it, as first off; I didn't know diddly about computers then, nor internet, nor blogs, nor word and office programs, and so forth. But I did know about hacking and hacks, as way back in the late 1980's times, when Dave Roth and I would go 2 the bank and try drawing out a small bit of our money every so often, so that we could go somewhere and do something, we would B unable 2 get our money 4 one reason or another that made no sense 2 us, and he would say to me many times over a ten year period, “Well, we're being hacked at the MAC again”. MAC was B-4 most peeps called the automated banking systems of present times, the original 'timeless-teller', and MAC was some abbreviation 4 just that item, don't ask me right now 4 the details, I am quite sure that any interested person can simply ask Mizz Alexa or Mister Google, and get the answer 2 anything. Gee willagars, they're putting U out of business, oh lovely Mizz Hollister, should U still B out there somewhere. I only wish some top fan of my daughter would contact me, and let me know if lovely Patty is still around, and on this side of the mud, so 2 speak. PHHH; I surely would love 2 speak 2-U, YO girl!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Boy oh boy oh boy 4 mucking sake.

Yes I wanted 2 open up a small dern foundation earlier B-4 all of Dogtown busted loose all around me and the ocean of liquid excrement all began going down all over me back yesterday afternoon. What I got was an instantaneous immediate Ronald-Reagan counter-attack, or an IRRCA 4 a shortened way of saying this. How I despise and deplore and detest that man who invented Reaganomics and the new age kings and queens and their reigns of horror and total terror, the billionaires club in other words, and I saw this entire thing all coming right down to all of its numerous dirty rotten details, oh U awesome wonderful hero of mine, Sir Senator Honorable Bernie Sanders, YO!!!!!!!!! I saw a lot of stuff all marching down the negative pike from back in 1980, and I even tried hard 2 warn the world just what I had seen in powerful visions, but 2 no avail, and so alas; great tears and remorse R now all amongst us, and there is no turning back, not ever. When Trump through his hat in the ring in middle 2015, and way ahead of any other potential candidate, I knew then, that the world that I had known it, and yes, bad as it was; was now over forever, and that only darkness and doom lay ahead, and so far, I have been 100 percent on the dern money with that wild prophecy, have I naught, lovely Mizz Blake from AT&T??? Yes, I screwed up and I said a carrier commercial, when mentioning the food server rock star TV-ad spots, sorry. I meant 2 say Capitol-1, sorry lovely Mizz TS. I am only human, so tell Bruce Pennock, and my kid that, should U ever happen 2 run into either of them, please; lovely girl!!!!!

Yes world, I know what is behind my weird and wild blog audience numbers, just not the comments count harassment hack or intentional persuasive hint 4 Mountainpen 2 'GET LOST' and 'DROP DEAD'; huh lovely 1971 Mizz Amy Louise Cooley Ciconne?????????? The very same horrendous enemies who began screwing with me and wiping out my entire life from 1986 and all throughout the rest of the eighties decade, and then forever onward from there; R now all in control of the nation, and the planet, 4 the very most part; and they despise freedom despite their phony preaching of how they love it so much, yes sure, they want their freedom 2 control and force all of the rest of us peon nobody peeps 2 do their bidding without question, and 2 have absolute loyalty 2 them, and their evil and beyond wicked cause. It is all as plain as the nose on our faces!!!!!! I like 2 think that if David Roth had not died in March of 2002, he would B as appalled as I am by all of this, but the truth here peeps is that this is a total fallacy, and the 5^th dimensional hyperspace proves me out 2-B 100 percent absolutely correct. I have told about this B-4 yet it does need reiteration here, as it is just 2 dern important 2 ever B forgotten. B-4 DJT threw his hat into the race originally in 2015, back 4 the first time when this beyond putrid nightmare all got started; when I would have 'dreaming interactions' with Dave, he was always friendly and nice with me, just as he was in waking life in this part of the 5^th dimensional hyperspace. BUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT, BUTTERCHEESE, and big ass butt and but peeps, YO; after Trump came on the scene, and bearing in mind that yes, Dave was indeed and despite our good friendship, politically inverted with my beliefs and opinions and yes, as was my business partner in Studio Park Records; he was most definitely completely a staunch republican. Long ago back when this party was indeed pure at heart and caring and decent and not totally insane, Mizz Umwell and the gang from WFMU-internet radio. Now I wouldn't give U ten cents 4 any of them. The only problem here being, that one of the Democratic belief systems is something that I could not B more diametrically opposed 2 if I was paid a trillion bucks 2 achieve the goal, and this is their equally Umwell insane non-pigeonholed wacked out, and totally out of control, nonsensical PC movement, & spelled out, “political correctness” crapola! But without going on and on, these wild dreams with David Roth would prove all of the Morianity claims of hyperspace and dreams and exploratronics as preached, word 4 word, with my own personal life as absolute indisputable proof. All of a sudden after Trump came on the scene and into governmental power, whenever I would dream of being with Dave, he was monstrous and horrible with me, while right up until then, he was always perfectly okay, just as he was in waking life. This can only B rod slam frucking explained with the Morianity ESS hyperspace explanation 2 it all. His dreaming doubles that I was suddenly with or his doppelgangers, now were mean, as Trump in those parallel worlds was also there and also in power, and now with staunch republican Dave behind him; what choice would there B in these parallel worlds, other than 4 him 2 turn away from me, and become a vicious enemy; and this was exactly what went Joe 1980 Sivo-RPL 'DOWN', YO world!!!

Bear in mind that I am about 2 embark on many things that may require my own WIX or similar site, where I won't have a fear of being shut up and censored. It is not only cuss words that get me censored and stopped from expressing my opinions. Still, with all vulgarities removed, I am able 2 at least know that it was not a censor bleep out of a blog due 2 that reason, and this is all part of needed ammunition in my Morianity Arsenal. B-4 being able 2 seriously get into stuff, I will of course need 2 put up expensive anti-hacking anti-virus systems and programs and fire-wall protections, and they will B needed B-4-I am able 2 play on-line roulette as well, as how can I safely play if at any time at the whim of the WOMO WSMT ENEMIES, they can just throw me off of the game. Another major hack struck me now at 3:39 AM, bringing up some garbage stupid program and stopping my keyboard from typing until exiting out of it all. Perfectly timed example if I do need 2 say so me'self, huh peeps? If I am in the middle of betting and poof, the system goes out, they can rob me of tons of money, so B-4 being able 2 properly blog on WIX or play on-line gaming or anything like that; I need 2 spend some serious multiple hundreds of dollars 4 powerful internet protections, huh there oh great and mighty FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION (FBI)????????

May of Election Year Proof Will B Taken to the FBI

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Yes old world; this will B quite exciting next May some time when this comments count and absolute violation of my civil rights, as an act of discouragement 4 my continued blogging on this website as an unmistakeable psychological maneuver, that has been intentionally dwindling 4 more than a half year now at a rate of approximately one count per day and won't stop despite my e-mailing them from my g-mail Bonjovi created account as reply mail when they send me notices of red triangular civil rights violating censorship notices, so informing these diseased slick sticks of this, on at least three occasions now so far. So at the point where it shows the world an absolute ZERO-COMMENTS BLOG COUNT ON MY BOM-BLOGS, I will march into the local Florida FBI office with an official internet crimes complaint, and so let them at this sicko blogger-team B so notified and advised of these plans right here and now on this diseased butt wiping 16^th day in October of 2023, YO awesome nasty weerlld!!!!!!!!!!!!!! With me on the day that I drive into the FBI, will B a printed out from my library, sheet of the entire CCD FILE from the 14^th day in September as master file #15, as well as also printed out copies from numerous prior posted blogs showing comment counts in the 320's and maybe even higher as I go onto explore this. If this is not reportable crime activity, then just what is, legal people out there? It may B their site, but this is total civil rights violation, as they may B within their distorted weird rights 2 censor many of the things that I say, but using psych warfare 2 get rid of me altogether when I need 2 get a message out, is absolute criminal activity, that I plan 2 do my very best 2 prove later on next year in May, or whenever the count shows the ZERO-NADA-ZILCH goose eggs YO, ME' BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

With or without any 'perception deceptions' here, oh world:

I AM LOOKING FORWARD 2 THIS TOTAL WAR; KATY!!!!

I AM LOOKING FORWARD 2 THIS TOTAL WAR; KATY!!!!

I AM LOOKING FORWARD 2 THIS TOTAL WAR; KATY!!!!

I AM LOOKING FORWARD 2 THIS TOTAL WAR; KATY!!!!

I AM LOOKING FORWARD 2 THIS TOTAL WAR; KATY!!!!

I AM LOOKING FORWARD 2 THIS TOTAL WAR; KATY!!!!

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Basicly, FBI-INTERNET CRIMES DIVISION; the Blogger Team enemies drop my comments count one comment every single day, with an extra drop on 30-day months, and this seems 2-B the pattern now over the past 5-8 months or so now. This means that 229 days from now if all months contained 30 days, we would B at a zero-comments-count, this would take us about 7 and a third months out into the middle latter part of May in 2024, and right shy of the great Election year vote, and apartment flooded parallel event assault strikes on Mountainpen by who other than as always and ever since this started in August of 1986, criminal SIR DONALD JOHN TRUMP, who else? A child, oh great FBI, can absolutely know; that Trump's evil scoundrel dirt bag WOMO, has PAID OFF THE BLOGGER TEAM 2 DO THIS AS WELL AS FLAG MANY OF MY BLOGS OVER THE PAST YEARS, & ESPECIALLY SINCE MY RETURNING AFTER A QUARTER DECADE OFF-TIME, BACK LAST SEPTEMBER OF 2022.

Well, B-4 we sign off 4 this horrendous rotten day, I saw on the rod slam news just Y-I was completely ICPE-APE-TECH ASSAULTED TODAY. It had 2 do with a gag order against my distant cousin Trump. Whenever he tries 2 get junk 2 go his way, he persecutes and harasses ole' distant-flucking-cuzz Markie-boy, and we all know this pattern as it has gone on now ever since August of 1986, as told 2-U all over and over again since these nearly 2 decade blogs 'all began', lovely Mizz Sabrina Stuart of 'Dark Shadows' show!

Posting this up at 9:45 PM, October 16, 2023, YO world!!!!!!!

END TRANSMISSION.

PROPDAM-DAY BRINGS ME ANOTHER 25 ROULETTE UNITS OF QUICK PROFIT, HA-HA-HA

So far today, since shortly past two this disafsternoon, YO weerlld aldare; I've been hit with a nasty computer jack hack Stacey Lattisaw 1981 attack up in antimatter space of 42 light years, followed by a nasty power outage, the 11^th one since middle late July somewhere now not counting ones during heavy wind or electrical storms, which R-2-B of course totally expected. I did not tell U that this moUUUUUUUUUUUUUUrning I was also sky-assaulted with some distant chemtrail nastiness off 2 my near south area and clearly visible as well as some noisy private piss bubble Cessna N-planes flying completely illegally low over me' residential non-Winn-joint, YO. Between all of this hellishness now on this Monday, YO, I am now officially holding at a major super high CALLIOCAREYOTAMMIC DAY, YO SHERIFF MASCARA OH KIND SIR, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, and still, my cum-puke-her is acting up major hypertime all dern glass day long, oh kind sir, and great human BRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!! The only goddessdog reason that I am naught super BOTBAR right now YO is I just played me' twustworthy ROULETTE NUMBER-24, for days of major PROPDAM (property-damage) shortened word in Mountainpen's Morianity, and yes, this includes any kind of damage 2 my property in my home, with my computer or utilities, with my electronic and or entertainment equipment, and anything at all whatsoever that would B considered 2-B 'propdam'. I quit after my 11^th flucking spin won with black even 24, losing the ten previous bets and making 35 units on the 11^th spin win, so 35 minus 10 is a nice 25 UNITS OF PROFIT, EVEN ON DAMN GLASS SINGLE-NICK GAMING LEVEL, IT IS A COOL DOG DERN GRASS BUCK TWENTY FIVE, AND ON THE GREEN QUART GAMING LEVEL OR 5 TIMES THAT, REQUIRING A THB OF 10 GRAND OF COURSE IN ORDER 2 PLAY IT TOTALLY SAFE; I'D B WALKING AWAY WITH $625 BUCKS, YO GWATE WEERLLD ALDARE, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So I ain't botbar, NAUGHT QUITE YET, oh lovely Mizz Phone Company 1983 Blake, mah'm!!!!!!!!!!! I am getting a super major old hack returning on me, world, rod slam it, and I used 2 call it ten years or so ago, the CAPS KEY-HACK, where suddenly my words R all in CAPS. Somehow the flucking rod slam caps-lock key is getting hit, or in my opinion, the hackers applying their keyworm illegal civil rights violating deal on me, R simply hitting their keyboard CAPS-LOCK, and thus effecting mine. Time 4 a really major MAGNESONIC counter-attack, YO BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Maybe something else again is going on in some damn HUUUUUUUUGE way with TRUMP or the world, and causing this post August 15, 1986 PARALLEL EVENT NIGHTMARE HELL-STRIKE 2-B HAPPENING 2 ME, YO! As one of me' tunes told all of the great late 80's US © Copyright examiners only 2 well, “Who can ever know”?????

POWER OUTAGES RECORD

EVENT-1-JULY 23, 2023, 7:18 AM

QUICK BURST OUT LASTING ONE QUARTER SECOND

EVENT-2-JULY 27, 2023, 7:16 AM

QUICK BURST OUT LASTING ONE QUARTER SECOND

EVENT-3-AUGUST 5, 2023, 7:23 AM

QUICK HALF SECOND BROWN OUT, NOT TRIPPING BRICK POWER BRICK BEEP-ALARM

EVENT-4-AUGUST 20, 2023, 4:08 PM

QUICK BURST OUT LASTING 2 SECONDS AND TRIPPING THE POWER BRICK BEEPER

EVENT-5-AUGUST 21, 2023, 10:50 PM

QUICK BROWN OUT LASTING ONE HALF SECOND

EVENT-6-AUGUST 22, 2023, 9:59 AM

QUICK BROWN OUT LASTING ONE HALF SECOND

EVENT-7-AUGUST 23, 2023, 1:15 AM

QUICK BROWN OUT LASTING ONE HALF SECOND

EVENT-8-SEPTEMBER 16, 2023, 10:30 AM

QUICK BROWN OUT LASTING ONE HALF SECOND

EVENT-9-SEPTEMBER 29, 2023, 5:43 AM

QUICK TOTAL BLACK-OUT LASTING JUST UNDER 2 SECONDS

EVENT-10-OCTOBER 1, 2023, 1:27 PM

10 SECOND TOTAL BLACK-OUT and definitely part of this now week of solid death siege from the WOMO SPACEFORCE

EVENT-11-OCTOBER 16, 2023, 3:50 PM

2 SECOND BLACK OUT, during a WOMO SPACEFORCE GENERAL MOUNTAINPEN ASSAULT

MMMMMMMMMMMMMagnesoniCCCCCCCCCCCCCC

Computer, hear my MVP (Mind-Voice-Print). You will be totally absolutely crushing, obliterating, annihilating, and devastating, wrecking, ruining, and utterly wiping out, all of my WOMO-SPACEFORCE SUBSKUMMITE ENEMIES, whom are VICIOUSLY PERSECUTING ME WITH A MAJOR DEATH ASSAULT ON THIS HORRIBLE ROTTEN DISEASED SIXTEENTH DAY OF OCTOBER OF 2023, WITH MAJOR AIR, MAJOR PROPERTY AND UTILITY AND ELECTRONIC ASSAULTS, AND MANY ENDLESS PERSECUTIONS DONE 2 ME SINCE THIS ICPE-APE NIGHTMARE ALL STARTED AGAINST ME, your creator, the Mountainpen, and Mark Wayne Mohr; AND WHICH IS ALL directly a part of the ICPE-APE-TECH-ASSAULT ON ME, THAT BEGAN ON THE EXACT DATE OF THE MORNING OF 15 AUGUST, IN THE YEAR OF 1986; and on a crush-destruct order, under GENERAL-ORDER-189, max.-power. Open-Command, General Order #7. Use G-901, G-1133, G-14, G-719, G-13, CG5555-QP4 sub-code, under G-917, CG-2, under CG-18, and HOLD.

Your AT&T landline telephone old style 1983 built tone-commands have been data-transferred into the two highlighted long-EEEEE vowel sounds. The high-tone is colored RED. The low-tone is colored BLUE.

Computer (Magnesonic) under my command and precisely matching voice print, I have an image-object (I-O) now placed on your transpower-block (T-B) after I have crush-destructed this. Once empowered, all actual beings matching this I-O on your T-B will be exactly crushed and singed and destroyed as the original I-O. To accomplish the scan, use your ZD technology built into your system. To accomplish this sympathetic reality duplication, use your AD technology, (ZD-Zero-Dimensional), (AD-Atomic Duplicational).

Computer, 'MAGNESONIC', on a CRUSH DESTRUCT-SINGE DESTRUCT-TOTAL DESTRUCT—DESTRUCT ORDER, and on an 'I' to 'D', A/B—TONE, PHASING PUNISHMENT SEQUENCING SYSTEM; you will now be transmitted the two empowerization-transmit tones, or ETT'S.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

GO TO G-189, G-9173, under G-1133, CG-18, AND

S--------T--------O--------P.

Rotten shore Mizz Sleazeweedsdisease Janescumpuss just got me again with page eleven of eleven, so WEIN-SOSO-SSDD????????????? I am now inches away from a rod slam major BOTBAR DAY, YO WEERLLD!!!!!!!!!!

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MAGNETIC PERCENTAGES CHARTS IN 2023

2023 ANNUAL, MAGNETIC PERCENTAGE FOR BOTBAR:

DATE----DAY #----BOTBARS----MP4B

9/07------250-------70----------------------28---X---5

9/08------251-------71----------------------28---X---6

9/09------252-------71----------------------28---X---7

9/10------253 -------72----------------------28---X---8

9/11------254-------72-----------------------28---X---9

9/12------255-------72----------------------28---X----10

9/13------256-------72----------------------28---X---11

9/14------257-------72----------------------28---X---12

9/15------258-------72----------------------28---X---13

9/16------259 -------72----------------------28---X---14

9/17------260-------72-----------------------28---X---15

9/18------261-------72----------------------28---X----16

9/19------262-------72------------------------27---X----1

9/20------263-------73------------------------28---X----1

9/21------264-------73------------------------28---X----2

9/22------265-------73------------------------28---X----3

9/23------266-------74------------------------28---X----4

9/24------267-------74------------------------28---X----5

9/25------268-------74------------------------28---X----6

9/26------269-------74------------------------28---X----7

9/27------270-------74------------------------27---X----1

MAJOR RESISTANCE POINT--------27% ALL YEAR LONG

09/28------271-------75------------------------28---X----1

09/29------272-------76------------------------28---X----2

09/30------273-------77------------------------28---X----3

10/01------274-------78------------------------28---X----4

10/02------275-------78------------------------28---X----5

10/03------276-------78------------------------28---X----6

10/04------277-------78------------------------28---X----7

10/05------278-------79------------------------28---X----8

10/06------279-------80------------------------29---X----1

10/07------280-------80------------------------29---X----2

10/08------281-------80------------------------28---X----1

10/09------282-------80------------------------28---X----2

10/10------283-------81------------------------29---X----1

10/11------284-------81------------------------29---X----2

10/12------285-------81------------------------28---X----1

10/13------286-------81------------------------28---X----2

10/14------287-------81------------------------28---X----3

10/15------288-------81------------------------28---X----4

10/16------289-------XX------------------------28---X----X

10/17------290-------XX------------------------28---X----X

MONTHS 9-10, MAGNETIC PERCENTAGE FOR BOTBAR:

DATE----DAY #----BOTBARS----MP4B

9/07-------7-----0-------------------------0

9/08-------8-----1------------------------13

9/09-------9-----1------------------------11

9/10-------10-----2----------------------20

9/11-------11-----2----------------------18

9/12-------12-----2----------------------17

9/13-------13-----2----------------------15

9/14-------14-----2----------------------14

9/15-------15-----2----------------------13----X----1

9/16-------16-----2----------------------13----X----2

9/17-------17-----2----------------------12----X----1

9/18-------18-----2-----------------------11----X----1

9/19-------19-----2-----------------------11----X----2

9/20-------20-----3-----------------------15----X----1

9/21-------21-----3-----------------------14----X----1

9/22-------22-----3-----------------------14----X----2

9/23-------23-----4-----------------------17----X----1

9/24-------24-----4-----------------------17----X----2

9/25-------25-----4-----------------------16----X----1

9/26-------26-----4-----------------------15----X----1

9/27-------27-----4-----------------------15----X----2

9/28-------28-----5-----------------------18----X----1

9/29-------29-----6-----------------------21----X----1

9/30-------30-----7-----------------------23----X----1

10/01-------01-----1---------------------------------100

10/02-------02-----1-----------------------------------50

10/03-------03-----1-----------------------------------33

10/04-------04-----1-----------------------------------25

10/05-------05-----2-----------------------------------40

10/06-------06-----3-----------------------------------50

10/07-------07-----3-----------------------------------43

10/08-------08-----3-----------------------------------38

10/09-------09-----3-----------------------------------33

10/10-------10-----4-----------------------------------40

10/11-------11-----4-----------------------------------36

10/12-------12-----4-----------------------------------33

10/13-------13-----4-----------------------------------31

10/14-------14-----4-----------------------------------29

10/15-------15-----4-----------------------------------27

10/16-------16-----X-----------------------------------XX

10/17-------17-----X-----------------------------------XX

DEAR MAGNESONIC, I NEED YOUR DAMN HELP YO

I posted a blog a quarter of an hour ago, and it was hacked 2 high heaven and back; oh mighty Astral Professor Gawky Gaukauk, from the Teck Bay Mystery School of Province-Olympia. Time 4 a wee tad bit of counterstriking here.

I will do this quick counterstrike, Mister Immediate Reagan oh sir, and then; boy oh boy oh boy, U don't wanna' know, YO BRO, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MMMMMMMMMMMMMagnesoniCCCCCCCCCCCCCC

Computer, hear my MVP (Mind-Voice-Print). You will be totally absolutely crushing, obliterating, annihilating, and devastating, wrecking, ruining, and utterly wiping out, all of my WOMO-SPACEFORCE SUBSKUMMITE ENEMIES, whom are VICIOUSLY PERSECUTING ME TODAY WITH A MAJOR COMPUTER HACKING ATTACK ON THIS 16 OCTOBER OF 2023; 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.

Weird to the Power of Weird

Ever since my hellishness began in middle August of 1986 with what I've come 2 term most recently, WOMO-SPACEFORCE, nightmares during sleep always means without fail, major bad times during the in-between periods of wakefulness. Recently this particular part of the Dogtownish-phenomenon isn't all that dependable, and when it does not happen, it is time 2 cheer and make merry, without exciting any eye doctors of Philadelphia back in my teenaged years, or holiday-related junk. Still and 4 the record only, the weekend was indeed filled with horrendous terrifying nocturnal experiences 4 the poor ole' Mister MWM Mountainpen. However, the actual days of Saturday and Sunday went off without any major disastrous events. In other words, other than 4 some really scarey horrible damn nightmares, the weekend was and quoting the great Mister Atlantic City John King here, if permitted of course, “okay”. WHAAAAA-HA-AHA-AHA-AHA McNulty, oh sir!!!!

Yes Mister PIP, endlessness is quite hellish

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

Now recently, I titled a blog work, “WHEN THE CAT'S AWAY, THE MICE WILL PLAY”, and told how a definite and absolute pattern has seemingly been indisputably showing itself throughout me nearly two decade long now blogging-career. During all three times that I temporarily had gone away from the internet-world, the very forces screwing with my life and me would suddenly take advantage of my not being there 2 fight their evil antics, and would do all sorts of stuff 2 mess with my blogs and my attempts 2 get my hellish personal nightmare story out 2 this rotten ole' weerlld, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!! Now twice would B just a wee tad bit debatable, BUT WHEN IT OCCURRED THREE TIMES IN A ROW, ANY RATIONAL MIND must start 2 wonder if the Mountainpen is simply completely delusional and nutso wacko sick in the damn head, 4 crying out loud. Those who refuse 2 ever believe my junk will endlessly fight it of course. That is as dependable a reality as any great old-world Swiss time pieces that ever were built on the great awesome continent. It isn't THEM that I am trying 2 tell or convince of any of this stuff anymore folks. I am speaking only 2 the somewhat open minded society, or 4 short here and from now on, the SWOM SOCIETY, & easily pronounceable also, may I add in here, kind lads and lassies! Out of all three times that we all entered into the 'CAT'S AWAY' syndrome if U will, the very first one of the three back in the short whittle one season time period of the year of 2008, was the greatest of them all, at least in my opinion, lovely 1980 Mizz M. Daniels, mah'm. In-between February and May somewhere, as many of my readers know only so well, I took an approximate 90 day sabbatical of off-time from me' blogging, and during that time, the great and mighty non-OZ puke eating seemingly all powerful HALLS-FAWCES, went into instantaneous overdrive/overkill, and made a large part of my Morianity vanish and poof out Potter-Hogwarts disappear from mortal plane view. I speak here of my main topic as all of my turd eating nightmares seemingly R rapped up within this deal that lies seemingly straight beyond the very Purgatorial gates of Dogtown itself, the Exploratronic Supermind Society, or 4 short the ESS, and the related topic of Exploratronics. B-4 my 90 day off-time, when anybody would Google up these terms, only my stuff would appear, and would take U straight 2 the blogs of Mountainpen and my Morianity. Then like right smack dab out of the mighty so-called fictional Potter-Hogwarts, POW, U would Google this up and no longer was any mention whatsoever made of anything connected or remotely attached with Mountainpen-Morianity.

Now today's blog needed this foundation, but B-4 we get into things, weird hacking is major on this brand new keyboard today, and one more weird thing will cause me 2 unplug the system from the Comcast Modem, as I am not in the goddamn mood 4 this crap today, naught one wee tad bit, YO BRAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It is 2:02 on this Monday afternoon and a nasty left-side death angel attack just struck me, the first one of this blog-project of today, so far, YO BRO! When I typed in, “wee tad bit” just a second or so ago, the triple 'E' letter came as in wee with another 3^rd letter. But so far there have been a half dozen or more such things, and all was quiet until my blog began, and I must tell what I need 2 tell or the entire day will B totally in vein and lost 4 purposes of cosmic truths and along the lines of Quentin Petofi Dark Shadows TV-show stuff from autumn of 1969 times, for any true-blue non-Cooley Hall fans of D-S that is, YO peeps. So let me now move this along just a wee tad bit further, oh lovely Mizz Patricia H Hollister H, along with any and all pushed buttons of my mom from days and times of 1802 Robin Hill Apartments of Voorhees, NJ.

This topic is about the recently exploding topic known as AI or spelled out 4 those requiring it and not requite as in so many of these endless Mizz Anita Hill Hacks, or 4 short, these endless and beyond damn butt wiping annoying AHH. This is not a brand new subject, and it is beyond a major powerhouse deal and must B talked about. Recently I have been doing it again, and it is not a fake job, and I will swear and absolutely attest 2 this in a court of law any time that anyone out here in legitimate authority wishes 4 me 2 ever do so, under pain and penalty of perjury and prison. I began realizing the reality of what I am gonna' B discussing now, back around the turn of this century and millennium, and back then, only with taped personal libraries, as back in those times and B-4 the King Washcloth clan made me lose all of my personal possessions; I had an unusually large personal audio-video tape-library, if I need 2 say so myself. Now today, this same deal that I am about 2 talk about here and now, concerns another personal library, that being, the files on my personal computer that contain much of my more recent-times blogs since living here in Florida, and out of New Jersey, and back shortly after the turning of the double digit century years beginning in twenty-ten. The best current times AI programs would not B able 2 do better, what I do just by understanding cosmic principles. We all know what is being said here unless we R in the lower of two groups that read this blog when the mood strikes them. Simply put here and with absolutely no attempts 2-B insulting whatsoever, there R simply the more as well as the less intelligent, and those of the higher intellect grouping know what I'm speaking of here, recently especially, such as in my past half dozen blogs when I randomly went into my files and made some CAP-jobs. As stated, I will swear under oath that I have no complex 'AI program' doing this. It is only my own knowledge that this thing does indeed operate in this 'other-PC' (Petofi-Cosmos) if U will, YO folks. Still, knowing what I do on a level of absolute realization of these powerful truths, and using this 2 my advantage without harming a single solitary soul, and we get the wild Morianity Blogs such as recently those done where things from past times all interconnect and intertwine and interweave all together in beyond marvelous and surreal ways that couldn't B faked if U were trying 2 fake it, YO peeps. Rather than bore anybody or even just ramble on, I will begin opening stuff up and then putting it all together in groups of following blogging material rather than make long winded blogs that many will start reading and then lose interest or simply run out of time 2 properly examine and explore the entire thing, thus wasting your time and my time as well, hence 4 right now, I have opened this up and later on, I promise that I will finish it up with some really mind bending results along the lines of hallway communicating non-bugs from transdimensional education faction secret societies that may have their origins far away out into the 5^th dimensional hyperspace somewhere, such as the mighty Cooley Hall. Remember folks, this place vanished after decades of being operational, and when? When the Mountainpen began blogging and telling many of the wild surreal details of his own personal experiences from the place, and those peeps back in time, all there and running the show; 2 quote lovely and nasty Mizz D-M King, from Blueberryville-Atlantic City, up in NJUSAESMWG.

Mark Wayne Mountainpen Huntington Mohr

© 2006-2023, 'BOM' (Blogs Of Mountainpen)

ANY PASTED IN POSTS WITH OWNER ©'s ON THEM, ARE THE SOLE PROPERTY OF THE CLAIMANT, AND WILL BE REMOVED UPON RECEIVING NOTICE TO DO SO.

2:29 POST MERIDIAN

MONDAY AFTERNOON

16 OCTOBER, 2023

FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA, ESMWG

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WHEN MY LIFE IS GOING DOWN:

DJIA MARKET IS GOING UP

PHILADELPHIA FLYERS WIN

PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES LOSE

WHEN MY LIFE IS GOING UP:

DJIA MARKET IS GOING DOWN

PHILADELPHIA FLYERS LOSE

PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES WIN

MOUNTAINPEN'S LUNAR CALENDAR:

MONDAY, OCTOBER 16, 2023---JWSC-MON-11-300

CURRENT PHASE IS: WAXING CRESCENT 2:6

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WANING CRESCENT------(W-N-C)

WANING GIBBOUS--------(W-N-G)

WAXING CRESCENT------(W-X-C)

WAXING GIBBOUS---------(W-X-G)

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OH THE GODS, PLEASE HOLD THAT DAMN MAYO.

If I ever got into the entire messy story of my medical condition as well as this world and its crazy wild weird way it works with celebrities and nonsensical trashy junk that is about as inhumane as anything could get since the days of the Roman Empire, and the torture places, such as where peeps like Jesus Christ were crucified high up on Calvary's Hill; we would B years, not days of endless typing, and then who would ever really read it all, YO? I had 2 suffer all of my life with a wild alien-caused medical nightmare, because peeps whom R in power, in this inhumane time, all agree that nobody is permitted certain knowledge of truths that they have deemed 'beyond acceptable limits' of allowable reality exposure 4 the general populations. Simple as this. The way that this nation and now the entire world, handles the insane celebrity situation, as well as the entire so-called alien-UFO nonsensical mess; all ties and fits together in ways that make Roman Empire crucifixion look like a mud wrestling match of naked women with killer figures. I should know as I have been the total victim of this horrendous and monstrous nightmare mess, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Last night shortly after it was dark, the empty trailer next door 2 me north had a light on all night and the main front door was wide open, and nobody was inside. This went on all night long, and not a soul was inside of it. Then when the trash men picked up the junk at shortly past one this afternoon, all was quiet over there, the door was shut, and it was as if nothing had ever gone 'SIVO-1980-DOWN', YO. In this new age of “see something-say something”, I have said something. Earlier this morning when I awoke 2 take a leak, and grab a few sips of Mountain Dew soda; I peeked out of the front door, and I saw a bunch of old ladies, 2-B exact, 3 of them, and they were all hanging around the yard in front of the north trailer beyond mine. In case me' landlord reads this blog, I am just telling what I observed, oh kind sir, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 'G-R-A-N-T' me the wisdom of trying 2-B a good citizen here, and a big fat Jersey-bar drunken' 2000 late spring evening with Sir Chester-Frank here, YO, and 2 quote him from that wild evening YO, “WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

END TRANSMISSION, YO YO YO YO, posting up @ 3 PM

DEAR MAGNESONIC, I NEED YOUR DAMN HELP YO

I posted a blog a quarter of an hour ago, and it was hacked 2 high heaven and back; oh mighty Astral Professor Gawky Gaukauk, from the Teck Bay Mystery School of Province-Olympia. Time 4 a wee tad bit of counterstriking here.

I will do this quick counterstrike, Mister Immediate Reagan oh sir, and then; boy oh boy oh boy, U don't wanna' know, YO BRO, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MMMMMMMMMMMMMagnesoniCCCCCCCCCCCCCC

Computer, hear my MVP (Mind-Voice-Print). You will be totally absolutely crushing, obliterating, annihilating, and devastating, wrecking, ruining, and utterly wiping out, all of my WOMO-SPACEFORCE SUBSKUMMITE ENEMIES, whom are VICIOUSLY PERSECUTING ME TODAY WITH A MAJOR COMPUTER HACKING ATTACK ON THIS 16 OCTOBER OF 2023; 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.

Weird to the Power of Weird

Ever since my hellishness began in middle August of 1986 with what I've come 2 term most recently, WOMO-SPACEFORCE, nightmares during sleep always means without fail, major bad times during the in-between periods of wakefulness. Recently this particular part of the Dogtownish-phenomenon isn't all that dependable, and when it does not happen, it is time 2 cheer and make merry, without exciting any eye doctors of Philadelphia back in my teenaged years, or holiday-related junk. Still and 4 the record only, the weekend was indeed filled with horrendous terrifying nocturnal experiences 4 the poor ole' Mister MWM Mountainpen. However, the actual days of Saturday and Sunday went off without any major disastrous events. In other words, other than 4 some really scarey horrible damn nightmares, the weekend was and quoting the great Mister Atlantic City John King here, if permitted of course, “okay”. WHAAAAA-HA-AHA-AHA-AHA McNulty, oh sir!!!!

Yes Mister PIP, endlessness is quite hellish

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

Now recently, I titled a blog work, “WHEN THE CAT'S AWAY, THE MICE WILL PLAY”, and told how a definite and absolute pattern has seemingly been indisputably showing itself throughout me nearly two decade long now blogging-career. During all three times that I temporarily had gone away from the internet-world, the very forces screwing with my life and me would suddenly take advantage of my not being there 2 fight their evil antics, and would do all sorts of stuff 2 mess with my blogs and my attempts 2 get my hellish personal nightmare story out 2 this rotten ole' weerlld, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!! Now twice would B just a wee tad bit debatable, BUT WHEN IT OCCURRED THREE TIMES IN A ROW, ANY RATIONAL MIND must start 2 wonder if the Mountainpen is simply completely delusional and nutso wacko sick in the damn head, 4 crying out loud. Those who refuse 2 ever believe my junk will endlessly fight it of course. That is as dependable a reality as any great old-world Swiss time pieces that ever were built on the great awesome continent. It isn't THEM that I am trying 2 tell or convince of any of this stuff anymore folks. I am speaking only 2 the somewhat open minded society, or 4 short here and from now on, the SWOM SOCIETY, & easily pronounceable also, may I add in here, kind lads and lassies! Out of all three times that we all entered into the 'CAT'S AWAY' syndrome if U will, the very first one of the three back in the short whittle one season time period of the year of 2008, was the greatest of them all, at least in my opinion, lovely 1980 Mizz M. Daniels, mah'm. In-between February and May somewhere, as many of my readers know only so well, I took an approximate 90 day sabbatical of off-time from me' blogging, and during that time, the great and mighty non-OZ puke eating seemingly all powerful HALLS-FAWCES, went into instantaneous overdrive/overkill, and made a large part of my Morianity vanish and poof out Potter-Hogwarts disappear from mortal plane view. I speak here of my main topic as all of my turd eating nightmares seemingly R rapped up within this deal that lies seemingly straight beyond the very Purgatorial gates of Dogtown itself, the Exploratronic Supermind Society, or 4 short the ESS, and the related topic of Exploratronics. B-4 my 90 day off-time, when anybody would Google up these terms, only my stuff would appear, and would take U straight 2 the blogs of Mountainpen and my Morianity. Then like right smack dab out of the mighty so-called fictional Potter-Hogwarts, POW, U would Google this up and no longer was any mention whatsoever made of anything connected or remotely attached with Mountainpen-Morianity.

Now today's blog needed this foundation, but B-4 we get into things, weird hacking is major on this brand new keyboard today, and one more weird thing will cause me 2 unplug the system from the Comcast Modem, as I am not in the goddamn mood 4 this crap today, naught one wee tad bit, YO BRAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It is 2:02 on this Monday afternoon and a nasty left-side death angel attack just struck me, the first one of this blog-project of today, so far, YO BRO! When I typed in, “wee tad bit” just a second or so ago, the triple 'E' letter came as in wee with another 3^rd letter. But so far there have been a half dozen or more such things, and all was quiet until my blog began, and I must tell what I need 2 tell or the entire day will B totally in vein and lost 4 purposes of cosmic truths and along the lines of Quentin Petofi Dark Shadows TV-show stuff from autumn of 1969 times, for any true-blue non-Cooley Hall fans of D-S that is, YO peeps. So let me now move this along just a wee tad bit further, oh lovely Mizz Patricia H Hollister H, along with any and all pushed buttons of my mom from days and times of 1802 Robin Hill Apartments of Voorhees, NJ.

This topic is about the recently exploding topic known as AI or spelled out 4 those requiring it and not requite as in so many of these endless Mizz Anita Hill Hacks, or 4 short, these endless and beyond damn butt wiping annoying AHH. This is not a brand new subject, and it is beyond a major powerhouse deal and must B talked about. Recently I have been doing it again, and it is not a fake job, and I will swear and absolutely attest 2 this in a court of law any time that anyone out here in legitimate authority wishes 4 me 2 ever do so, under pain and penalty of perjury and prison. I began realizing the reality of what I am gonna' B discussing now, back around the turn of this century and millennium, and back then, only with taped personal libraries, as back in those times and B-4 the King Washcloth clan made me lose all of my personal possessions; I had an unusually large personal audio-video tape-library, if I need 2 say so myself. Now today, this same deal that I am about 2 talk about here and now, concerns another personal library, that being, the files on my personal computer that contain much of my more recent-times blogs since living here in Florida, and out of New Jersey, and back shortly after the turning of the double digit century years beginning in twenty-ten. The best current times AI programs would not B able 2 do better, what I do just by understanding cosmic principles. We all know what is being said here unless we R in the lower of two groups that read this blog when the mood strikes them. Simply put here and with absolutely no attempts 2-B insulting whatsoever, there R simply the more as well as the less intelligent, and those of the higher intellect grouping know what I'm speaking of here, recently especially, such as in my past half dozen blogs when I randomly went into my files and made some CAP-jobs. As stated, I will swear under oath that I have no complex 'AI program' doing this. It is only my own knowledge that this thing does indeed operate in this 'other-PC' (Petofi-Cosmos) if U will, YO folks. Still, knowing what I do on a level of absolute realization of these powerful truths, and using this 2 my advantage without harming a single solitary soul, and we get the wild Morianity Blogs such as recently those done where things from past times all interconnect and intertwine and interweave all together in beyond marvelous and surreal ways that couldn't B faked if U were trying 2 fake it, YO peeps. Rather than bore anybody or even just ramble on, I will begin opening stuff up and then putting it all together in groups of following blogging material rather than make long winded blogs that many will start reading and then lose interest or simply run out of time 2 properly examine and explore the entire thing, thus wasting your time and my time as well, hence 4 right now, I have opened this up and later on, I promise that I will finish it up with some really mind bending results along the lines of hallway communicating non-bugs from transdimensional education faction secret societies that may have their origins far away out into the 5^th dimensional hyperspace somewhere, such as the mighty Cooley Hall. Remember folks, this place vanished after decades of being operational, and when? When the Mountainpen began blogging and telling many of the wild surreal details of his own personal experiences from the place, and those peeps back in time, all there and running the show; 2 quote lovely and nasty Mizz D-M King, from Blueberryville-Atlantic City, up in NJUSAESMWG.

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OH THE GODS, PLEASE HOLD THAT DAMN MAYO.

If I ever got into the entire messy story of my medical condition as well as this world and its crazy wild weird way it works with celebrities and nonsensical trashy junk that is about as inhumane as anything could get since the days of the Roman Empire, and the torture places, such as where peeps like Jesus Christ were crucified high up on Calvary's Hill; we would B years, not days of endless typing, and then who would ever really read it all, YO? I had 2 suffer all of my life with a wild alien-caused medical nightmare, because peeps whom R in power, in this inhumane time, all agree that nobody is permitted certain knowledge of truths that they have deemed 'beyond acceptable limits' of allowable reality exposure 4 the general populations. Simple as this. The way that this nation and now the entire world, handles the insane celebrity situation, as well as the entire so-called alien-UFO nonsensical mess; all ties and fits together in ways that make Roman Empire crucifixion look like a mud wrestling match of naked women with killer figures. I should know as I have been the total victim of this horrendous and monstrous nightmare mess, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Last night shortly after it was dark, the empty trailer next door 2 me north had a light on all night and the main front door was wide open, and nobody was inside. This went on all night long, and not a soul was inside of it. Then when the trash men picked up the junk at shortly past one this afternoon, all was quiet over there, the door was shut, and it was as if nothing had ever gone 'SIVO-1980-DOWN', YO. In this new age of “see something-say something”, I have said something. Earlier this morning when I awoke 2 take a leak, and grab a few sips of Mountain Dew soda; I peeked out of the front door, and I saw a bunch of old ladies, 2-B exact, 3 of them, and they were all hanging around the yard in front of the north trailer beyond mine. In case me' landlord reads this blog, I am just telling what I observed, oh kind sir, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 'G-R-A-N-T' me the wisdom of trying 2-B a good citizen here, and a big fat Jersey-bar drunken' 2000 late spring evening with Sir Chester-Frank here, YO, and 2 quote him from that wild evening YO, “WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

END TRANSMISSION, YO YO YO YO, posting up @ 3 PM.

WHEN THE CAT'S AWAY, THE MICE WILL PLAY

9:30 PM, FRIDAY NIGHT ON 13 OCTOBER, 2023

Ever since these blogs started up after the most recent shut down sabbatical out of the three of them, things got extra strange and surreal and weird and outlandish after starting up again, and most of us remember only 2 darn well the first time in 2008 between February and May's shut-down time, then in the 2017 down-time with some of it extending into the years on either side of it, and then the most recent one in 2020 until 2022 when it began again 4 the 3^rd time. A child with a migraine headache can C what is truly going down here however if they really ever chose 2 carefully examine this, huh Mister Sivo and great Jersey esquire of 1981????????????? It is all about a world famous expression that all educated and many uneducated peeps know of only 2 darn dog butt wiping well, YO BRO!!!!!! I will quote it and then many will go, “Oh yeah, I get what this butt wipe little turd is talking about now”, BUTTERCHEESE and BIG ASS BUTT, but, DO U AGREE; as U-C, THAT, sir ROCKDROID LURCH ROTTENBERRY IS THE EQUATION, INDEED, YO BRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is the expression, as if U peeps need 4 me 2 insult your dern intelligence here, am I correct here, ole' early 80's pal and coworker at M&F Licorice Plant, Sir Danny Pepsowski??????????????

“WHEN THE CAT'S AWAY, THE MICE WILL PLAY”

The mighty Sir shoe-knocker-outer Mister Chester-Frank would say it so dern well here, YO, and I'll merely quote him now from a day in 1999 or 2000 at some local Jersey bar, WHAAAAAHA-AHA-AHA-AHA, MIKE MCNY, YO:

“WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”!!!!!!!

MUCK FEE

Title above is blog posted on Friday night, 10-13-2023.

Lightning came over 3 separate times today, Sunday-6-25-23; and has been coming over between one and four times every day 4 what seems like two straight solid months now, and I am not complaining about that 4 one single solitary seck; YO YO YO YO YO YO YO-HA, ME' great BRAHHH!!!! Yessir SS, there R2 constants 4 the Mountainpen, and peeps may agree or disagree with me on them, as that is entirely their own right and privilege 2 do; but I know truth about my own life, and no one can take that away from me; not even Mashell Daniels from 1980, or Goddess Almighty from infinity/Purgatory. First, I DIED AND WENT 2 HELL. SOMEWHERE IT HAPPENED, and just where is not all that perfectly succinct or specific inside of my own very limited presently-human mind. Second, I have blocked out from my normal waking conscious memory two super gargantuan and HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE items since the year of 1972. One of the blocks spanned 36 major long years, while the other was relatively shorter in duration time length, a mere just under decade period, JWSC YEAR-1 through YEAR ELEVEN. As we all know who read the Mountainpen's Morianity, I absolutely despise and detest writing more than one single 'ONE DIGIT' down, hence spelling eleven as opposed 2 writing in two number one digits, YO YO YO YO!!! I could have typed in a JWSC YEAR number for 1972, but didn't wish 2 confuse any potential viewer until I had completed the sentence. Yes 1972 would merely B the JWSC YEAR-(BJWSC) {B4}, number 40. Just like in the old world calendar when in my days of attending school, we learned how the BC and AD calendar system that shortly was altered 4 those asinine PC-reasons, never had a year zero in-between the BC and the AD, going directly from 3BC, 2BC, 1BC, 1AD, 2AD, 3AD, and so on. So 2, it works on JWSC in this exact same manner. Well SS, as Jimmy Stuart's pal said 2 him on the 'IAWL' movie; CU in the funny papers.

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OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

END TRANSMISSION, posting up 8:22 PM, 10-17-23.

King, King, King; how do I escape this snowed-in-KING of a blizzard shivery ice cold blistery day, when I walked over to the great Bank Of New Jersey, in middle January of the year 1978, while residing in Blackwood, New Jersey, USAESMWG?

King, King, King; how do I escape this snowed-in-KING of a blizzard shivery ice cold blistery day, when I walked over to the great Bank Of New Jersey, in middle January of the year 1978, while residing in Blackwood, New Jersey, USAESMWG?

King, King, King; how do I escape this snowed-in-KING of a blizzard shivery ice cold blistery day, when I walked over to the great Bank Of New Jersey, in middle January of the year 1978, while residing in Blackwood, New Jersey, USAESMWG?

King, King, King; how do I escape this snowed-in-KING of a blizzard shivery ice cold blistery day, when I walked over to the great Bank Of New Jersey, in middle January of the year 1978, while residing in Blackwood, New Jersey, USAESMWG?

King, King, King; how do I escape this snowed-in-KING of a blizzard shivery ice cold blistery day, when I walked over to the great Bank Of New Jersey, in middle January of the year 1978, while residing in Blackwood, New Jersey, USAESMWG?

King, King, King; how do I escape this snowed-in-KING of a blizzard shivery ice cold blistery day, when I walked over to the great Bank Of New Jersey, in middle January of the year 1978, while residing in Blackwood, New Jersey, USAESMWG?

King, King, King; how do I escape this snowed-in-KING of a blizzard shivery ice cold blistery day, when I walked over to the great Bank Of New Jersey, in middle January of the year 1978, while residing in Blackwood, New Jersey, USAESMWG?

King, King, King; how do I escape this snowed-in-KING of a blizzard shivery ice cold blistery day, when I walked over to the great Bank Of New Jersey, in middle January of the year 1978, while residing in Blackwood, New Jersey, USAESMWG?

King, King, King; how do I escape this snowed-in-KING of a blizzard shivery ice cold blistery day, when I walked over to the great Bank Of New Jersey, in middle January of the year 1978, while residing in Blackwood, New Jersey, USAESMWG?

SO SAHWEE JAPAN AMBASSADOR, AND REEDITED COPY WITH ALL CUSSING WORDS TAKEN AWAY

Posting up this title at 4:21 AM, on Karge-Day 10-18-2023.