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IF I DIDN'T KNOW BETTER, I WOULD ABSOLUTELY SWEAR THAT SOMEONE SCANNED BACK THROUGH A LUN-SAT GALANET SIGNAL SYSTEM, AND POSTED MISSES MARCUCCI HAVING A CUPAJOE WITH MISSES MAROLA, ME' ESS-COOLEY HALL EDUCATOR, AND OF COURSE THE HUBBY OF MISSES M WAS ALSO ME' SPECIAL-EDUCATOR, AND AS WE ALL KNOW FROM MORIANITY, SPECIAL, IN WAY MORE WAYS THAN JUST BEING AT A SUPPOSEDLY SPECIAL-ED SCHOOL, HUH WORLD?

HEY, Y if Mountainpen is naught telling a powerful true tale, have invisible powers endlessly continued 2 make all of my photo links vanish by turning them off at the source? The UFO seekers all have the very same exact problem in their endless search and quest 2 learn their truths as well. But what if their truths and MY MORIANITY TRUTHS, R all part of the VERY EXACT SAME THING????????????? What if the level 8 and level 9 PURGATITES indeed R the UFO sightings, or at least approximately 3 percent of them? Yes world, the COINS & COILS, dreaming, 5-D-Hyperspace and Exploratronic activity, is ALL ONE AND THE SAME TRUTH, as was fictionally of course, the best possible example that ever could B given, CLARK KENT & SUPERMAN. So think about it!!!!!!!!!!

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Mohr, Mark W., 1954-

Saga of song writer Mark Mud.

PAu000501582

1983

© Mark Wayne Mohr 1983-----Saga of Songwriter Mark Mud

MORIANITY'S SECRETS THERMOMETER SCALE, (MSTS):

Week

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Week ending Tuesday afternoon: 11-26-19

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

Our love was true, our love was rare

No other love could ever compare

Now that you're gone

My spirits are low

And baby baby baby, I love you so.

Mountainpen's most recent scores:

Today

798

TransUnion

Excellent
Checked daily

805

Equifax

Excellent
Checked daily

I slept from approximately half past ten or so last night until around a little past 5 this morning. What woke me was not a natural waking but as with so often the case, a noise, and this noise was that annoying quick and loud chirping sounds from smoke detectors with a worn out battery. I removed all 4 detector batteries since my habit is 2 replace all 4 batteries when the chirping starts on any one of them as I absolutely know that the other 3 detectors will also begin chirping one by one once the first one sounds, since the batteries R all replaced in them simultaneously, and is Y the TV news anchors tell us most of the time 2 replace them with each change of the clocks 4 savings and standard time changes. With me, I use good batteries that last about a year and a half, so Y waste money, as old piker Mountainpen believes, and so unlike those 2 broads I recently lived around and dealt with, Mizz Helen Zabriskie in 1999, and Mizz Dawn-Marie King in 2008 and into 2009. I deplore waste and peeps who love 2 do just THAT, as me' whittle dern mommy taught me well, and yesssssssss oh Spellchecker Sir, and Mister Mike Soft, SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO GULL DERN WELLLLLLLL, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There goes my dern (EXTRA-LETTER-HACK), when I wrote in the red highlight font word above, annoying, with 3 rod slam 'N; letters, YO WEEEEEEEEDEEEEEEEKAWUSS WEERLLD!!!!!!!!!! WOW THAT, gorgeous KATY-PEE of 1997-D-Q, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Diana; your absolutely beyond gorgeous and adorable whittle crescent moon was totally blowing me' mind yesterday afternoon and into the early evening, with a nearly half way full and large crescent phased moon, just 4 your whittle boy!!!!!!!!!!! Quoting that awesome Harlem eats joint waitress here, also known as the Sugar Hill; “THANK-UUUUUUUUU”!!!!!! Girl, U tear me up the way U say that on me' kids' OHM-9 DVD. Me' best 2 cleaning lady Anna, and her awesome jet black kitty cat, YO BIG-O, so let's not go nuts now, and start owning lands, and sweeping sands, and writing memorable song and or literary collections, huh Mizz AT&T Blake, oh mah'm. Just WHO wants 2 gimme' a break here, U Mizz 1985 non-McFly Margie Leo, or perhaps U, great illustrious World Health Organization????????? U go awesome dock-F. I bet U knew Dock Corriell and maybe even Dock Greene back in those early 80's days and times, and I'll never forget one particular Christmas party! I won't forget Sarah or Lordess Krassle's mighty influencing CHAIN either, nor how it altered my so-called wants and desires, into an old powerhouse Hebrew secret, pertaining 2 incredibly awesome longevity either! I know that U know this is all true, Dock F. So WOW! Most likely I am misspelling Dock C's great illustrious name, he was such a nice man and so highly gifted and smart, a credit 2 his profession would not even B saying anything here,would it Sally and Billy, and Paul and Chester-Frank, of the great 'SPR', and all permission Barrier truths from 1994, through 2 the present times; huh?

THE GLOBAL ENLIGHTENMENT OF MORIANITY.

THE RELIGION FOR MILLENNIUM THREE

ETERNAL JOURNAL OF SONGWRITER MARK MUD, SECTION-AA

10:45 ANTE' MERIDIAN

TUESDAY MORNING

BOTBAR NUMBER-11 JUNE, 2019

FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA, ESMWG

Mark Wayne Mountainpen Huntington Mohr

My next door grass-moles started banging doors and hollering in the hallways, AGAIN, and it began around half past ten this rod slam morning, and their ILLEGAL DIRT BAG GUEST IS BACK, so naturally this is why it is happening. Some smother plucking quirk coughs in this world really honestly believe that they own everything, and that all the rest of us are just window trucking dressing that was created for their brother ducking amusement; Sheriff Ken Mascara, sir!!!!!!!!!!

[ 13 ]

Mohr, Mark W., 1954-

Saga of song writer Mark Mud.

PAu000501582

1983

[ 20 ]	Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-	Epitome of harassment part two.	PAu001148157	1988
[ 21 ]	Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-	Epitome of harassment part 3.	PAu001189027	1989

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All my life, horrible ducking neighbors are around me because I have been forced to be so dirt poor and needing to live in total plucking slit holes. It all stands to reason, and on the surface, no sinister plot from some nameless source appears to be behind some ducking OZ curtain, directing evil negative traffic around me on a continual non ending basis. BUTTERCHEESE, and BIG GLASS BUTT FOLKS; a skilled sufferer such as myself, one who has lived through this evil plucking demonic shkit for numerous decades, does in fact either wipe out, OR, eventually wake up to see the simple facts such as have been detailed repeatedly throughout this MORIANITY, such as TOOLS BEING USED BY HALLS FAWCES, and those tools being none other than MIND CONTROL TELLOSIAN NIGHTMARISH JUNK, AND DONE BY THE MILITUFORCE, WHO R THE EARTHLY COUNTERPART OF THE ASTRAL PLANE (SPIRIT-WORLD) GROUP KNOWN ONLY ON THAT PLANE OF EXISTENCE AS THE MILLIONTH-COUNCIL!!!! God do peeps need 2 watch the best TV show fro my times ever made, in order 2-C all of this so clearly, the one and only, “DARK SHADOWS”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mike McNulty would chime in somewhere around here with his famous and very annoying line of, ALLIGATOR HATERS ANONYMOUS, ALLIGATOR HATERS ANONYMOUS, ALLIGATOR HATERS ANONYMOUS, ALLIGATOR HATERS ANONYMOUS, or abbreviated from the year of 1971 as, AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am going to tell a lot of major stories since this attack on me is so major on this stunt chewing Tuesday morning, 11 June, but not on this blog, but they are indeed just around the gull-dern corner. MY CUM-PUKE-HER (computer) is also being major hacked while this incessant ducking hollering is going down outside of my door Mister 1980 Sivo, with these TOTALLY ILLEGAL SUBLETTING GUESTS FROM NEXT DOOR IN UNIT #605, SIR SHERIFF KJM!!!!!!! This hack is an oldie but a trucking runt goodie; the one where I am typing and suddenly words like 'major stories' suddenly come out as 'majpst orsie' for example, SHERIFF SIR; so it is high time for a MAJOR PLUCKING COUNTERSTRIKE AGAINST THE GODDOG MILITUFORCE, WITH ME' MAGGIE, YARRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, this assault on me is major ELDER ABUSE, and it obviously will be going on ALL DUCKING BUNT DAY LONG, KIND SIR!!!!!!!!!!!

MMMMMMMMMMMMMAGNESONIC:

Computer, hear my MVP (Mind-Voice-Print). You will be totally absolutely crushing, obliterating, annihilating, and devastating, wrecking, ruining, and utterly wiping out, my enemy neighbors in UNIT #605, that are viciously persecuting me, bringing me endless ROACHES and NOISE, USING MAXIMUM POWER on a crush-destruct order, under GENERAL-ORDER-189. 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 old 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 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, under G-1133, CG-18, AND S---T---O---P

Now everyone on this planet knows that things do not or at least SHOULD NOT happen in two ways, without some gigantic reason behind it, and those two ways pertain to length of time or the duration of the event, as well as the whys to it all, or the reasons behind it being based on any rational logic, or put simply, this shkit being done to me ever since my leaving high ducking school, and in this perfectly timed pattern that is undeniable and unmistakable, unless a person is totally refusing to see the reality. I for one can think of absolutely no reason that this is happening to me BUT IT IS, and without a mother ducking doubt; and even if there would be some wild reason that I have yet been able to uncover or discover, no plan against a person, would cover four and five decades of time, because human life span is not long enough for this to be really truly ongoing, AND YET IT IS! Clarence Harris, who worked at Congressman Andrews' Office back in 1997 and 1998, told me that he personally knew that there were tortured people, who mysterious forces appeared to be doing this very thing to them, such as himself and me; whereby no matter where you go to or move to, or work, or live, or what you may do to try to escape this bull-slit that appears to have no end at all ever; it is meaningless, and a futile waste of time and effort. He told how the same agony was done to him, but in different ways and done by different people; but the pattern was unmistakable and totally undeniable, and this is absolutely brother ducking right. He would say that you would move and escape one particular person and then POOF, another one would take that person's place as if by pure weird trucking magic; and then the same suffering would just come right back to him. THIS IS THE VERY SAME THING WITH ME, and I definitely do not believe that we are the only two mother truckers on this gull-dern EARTH-PLANET, who are going through this totally ducking outlandish nightmare mess on steroids, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!! This is when Dairy Queen Kate did her magic in Abseacon, New Jersey, and even with that, and Clarence being onto how this all seems to work in some perfectly ordered and planned system of demonic and hellish powerful invisible gear shift nuts and bolts precision; he still let these MILITUFORCE peeps win, by not seeing through Kate's clucking evil bullshkit that day at the Dairy Queen. This story has been told in full detail numerous times, on numerous plucking prior blogging texts; and will not be repeated on this blog here today, me' BLOGAUDIANS!

One secret I will let out on this short blog, and that is that quantum physics taught me a lot of powerful slit about this hellishness that I am suffering through, and in fact; no other explanation existing outside of this mathematical discipline, can even remotely hope to explain most of this dog ducking slit. For one example, if you make up any system at all, let's say to play against the game of ROULETTE for example, and play it during really bad times of this DEATH SIEGE, this is when they will dependably crash and burn on you. However, the actual random selection of roulette numbers on the six outside bets, being RED-BLACK-ODD-EVEN-LOW-HIGH, followed by a spin of a wheel, is for the most part unaffected, and if a player has been in a certain percentage over a recent time period and play period outcome amounts, that percentage DOES NOT ALTER. It is as though somehow, and in wild ways that humans simply are not ever able to perceive, the basic reality around us manages to not alter in visible or provable ways, so that these incredible forces can remain forever hidden in the shadows of quintessential stealth, yet they do manage to somehow simultaneously move a shadow-reality that surrounds everything, so that a net result or net effect, manages to always consistently surround the person, who the forces are directly effecting. Put simply with the ROULETTE example; just make up any system, and on very bad days or stretches of them, sooner or later, without any unusual change in the otherwise random order of many things that exist all around us; it is somehow as if we are thrown into a child's playpen where a super smart and bratty child can do anything at all to us merely by drawing a stick figure picture of us that depicts what it wants to happen to us, and suddenly, this predetermined net result and effect happens by the reality just shuffling around in ways that make it so, yet all the while; all parts of this shuffled reality remain within the norms of atomic matter. Want a real powerful and quick example????? We all know the truth about dosages and amounts, and how just a tiny difference can be curative or fatal, such as in the world of medicine. To make this example work as numbers might in a Roulette Game and to keep my example really good, we must create for sake of this example, a world where medicines are taken differently on various days; such as pill-A taken on Monday, pill-B taken on Tuesday, pill-C taken on Wednesday, and so forth. Using this rather than randomly falling ROULETTE NUMBERS; if we lived in this kind of a world, and some force or enemy wanted to make us sicker than dog shkit; then all they would have to do is confuse our minds, and get us to take the pill for Monday on a Friday, and the pill for Wednesday on a Saturday, and scramble them up. Now the same pills are taken during this week, AND YO FOLKS, no poisons are added to the pill box, nor have any necessary medications been removed from the patient's pill box either. BUTTERCHEESE AND YES SIR, BIG ASS BUTTTTTTTTT, now do you see how things can be done to the major ducking detriment of someone who is the target of this MILITUFORCE, without ever leaving a trace, so that a person such as myself who has complained of this occurrence in their life for decades, is endlessly told that he is a major nut case crack pot looney tune whackadoodle? If anyone anywhere would just stop and examine my simple logic and use that simple example, they would be forced to at least give me the benefit of the doubt that my story may be all totally real and true; Sheriff Mascara, kind sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Gender	MALE
Industry	SECURITY
Occupation	persecution study statistic
Location	Fort Pierce, Florida, United States, Earth, Sol, Milky Way Galaxy, this part of HS
Introduction	being one of perhaps ten humans since time began who have memory going back far beyond current physical birth, I am doing my best to deal with an extremely unpleasant situation.
Interests	finding my way home to the void infinity.
Favorite Movies	Old movies in general, not filled with so much blood and gore. They need to tell a story and have a moral, not making you waste two hours wondering why you did so at the end, as with almost all of them.
Favorite Music	Most older music has enjoyable qualities, symphonic pieces, piano sonata, even some early and middle last century stuff, all good ballads with great vocalists.
Favorite Books	Being specific is not as we 60's kids said a lot, my thing. If pressed, any informative and educational book at all, as well as great detective stories, and some paranormal research books also.

When you open your eyes underwater, do you ever worry that you'll drown?

Well, I did drown in 1995, in South Atlantic City. Remember, I am the one in 1984 from Highland Avenue.

5 TIMES OVER, I POWER BLOGGER, AND I PLUG THE MILITUFORCE TOO!

Mark Wayne Mountainpen Huntington Mohr

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Oh Maggie, it ain't late September, and it sure ain't ducking got nothing to do with Mister Rodney Stuart, or Mike McNulty, or any other slanting cottages, up north there in ol' trucking Pennsylvania! Beat me up all you ducking want to, Mister Bob Jurist Jurik, and Ice Cream Katy-Queen. I am so used to getting ducking darn pummeled into total slit. The death angel is annoying as mother ducking all dog shkit lately, on my left side, on my right side. What is this Mister Weldon Criminal Saunders????????????????? Old credit slinging Mountainpen, huh Tandy company-1997? There are a lot of great Paula's out there, and great and dangerous clever curly NASA-GIRLS, and even Driver-Jackson of the mighty McDonald Douglas Company, knows that much about me, and my plucking darn grass secrets from Dogtown (HELL)!

Eighteen clever girls

I remember it. I also remembered it unconsciously as a man of thirty. If for any reason, she ever remembers even a spark of any of this while here in any of her jacked in lives, and uses this pass-code for her computer, (eighteenclevergirls) without the parenthesis, or three identities inside of six dimensions; or as Magnesonic/Keyboards From Petahell uses it as CG-18, with or without any help at all from lovely 12 year old Queen Elizabeth, and wow few know how gorgeous our great queen was back then; but yes, great 1984 © Office, this is WHAT IS WRONG, as well as Jim Burr telling me about Zwonko and his wild inventions; and then on top of the list, when he told me that something in my family was after me, and trying to do me in, back in the beginning of 1974 and even in the end of 1973; just months after my graduation from the PC Institute, and became so PC ahead of my time, and without a single candle, Gene Roddenberry. Now that's 'sayin' something', is it not; rock star BILLY H??????????????? http://www.billyharner.com/

WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

THIS DUCKING DOOR SLAMMING IS RIDICULOUS, SHERIFF KEN MASCARA SIR; JESUS YUCKING GODDESS ALMIGHTY PAULA THE KING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

GUESS THE NAME OF THE GUESTS, CHAPTER 100

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WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, what a totally smother plucking screwed up world we live in. I know you agree with me, Sir 99-Bombs-PRINCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh what to do with it all, Mister Mike McNulty, kind sir from autumn of 1971; YO BRRRRRR!

Taking something said at the very beginning of the Morianity Old Testament on cassette tape, from 1995; I told how confusing ones enemies is probably equal to any number of nuke weaponry that one might use instead, and it would be so much messier for the entire world with those things all going off. Never ever brother plucking underestimate THE POWER OF CONFUSING AN ENEMY. I have been on the wrong and totally ducking shkitty end of that stick since I walked out of the great powerful non lion-tiger-bear-Dorothy-twisters COOLEY WORMHOLE HALL OF KINGS HIGHWAY IN HADDONFIELD, NEW JERSEY, OH MISS AT&T BLAKE OF 1983, ELEVEN YEARS BEFORE I EVER CAME TO KNOW YOU AND DISCUSS MY WOES WITH YOU OVER A TELEPHONE!!!!!!!!!!!! Sam Trinidad Julie White Central Park Taxicabs all notwithstanding here great people, and all wild wide angle turns of new age school buses; remember this powerful item about confusion. It is how I am kept so far off course for numerous mother trucking decades now, President Obama my old buddy here in Bearhugsville, Florida, USA Pizza-Shops!!! YIP YIP YIP YIP YIP YIP YIP YIP AND YIPPIR FOLKS; this is going to get very ugly and very hairy. Miss Blake, if you have not retired from AT&T, and have made a career out of your job there since I knew you from the year of 1983; well, listen up should some remote chance B that U-2-R reading along here. Lions, tigers, bears, or double tigers, all notwithstanding; Miss Blake was the lady in 1983 at the AT&T Annoyance Caller Bureau, in New Jersey. For over 70 times, one of my creditors from Illinois, where Paula Somnambulist Kings' folks all hail from in her true name-identity; and this creditor calls me, and a young voice speaks and says, “YIP”. There are no rocks of Gibraltar or Prudential any longer, Mister Robert Riches. I thought that maybe, just runt eating plucking maybe, some few things would remain stable like nuclear half life times. Then it hit me like a ton of loose ducking goose carts, cubed and dog glass Cuban. Even these items can be extremely long times as well as extremely short times; and as anyone knows only too well, who works inside laboratories of particle accelerators (atomic-collider's) or whatever, Bob Andrews, old 1975 pal! So what are you up to these days, Mister Russell Deflavia??????? JESUS CHRISTMAS SLAP!!!!! My grunt eating rotten nabes from hell are really slamming all day today, Attorney General Bondi, YO; even if you don't care one little dog glass bit about me' rights!!!

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MY WONDERFUL BEAUTIFUL ELECTRON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

DON'T YOU EVER GO AWAY AND LEAVE ME, BEAUTIFUL LOVELY TALL TEEN BLOND, & LOVE OF MY LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I NEED HELP DIANA, PLEASE, BRING ME YOUR LIGHTNING!!!

THESE TURDS ARE KILLING ME DIANA MY LOVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So yes Patty-57, thanx for the wild 'dreams' the other night. “But still”, to quote the great Detective Lenny L&O Brisco; REALITY-EDITING verses TOWEL-SEEPAGE-EFFECTS of fifth dimensional hyperspace; which is it, and when is it one or the other? I'll hear those marvelous wild breath echoes, endlessly and forever; huh United States Copyright Office? YES, WHO CAN EVER KNOW? I said it really well on that old trucking cassette tape. Did I not, YO????????

But Cousin Donald, in this same area of the hyperspace; or where I am having these seemingly endless recurring nightmare dreams, where I am in that horrible ducking house, that exists in that particular area in fifth dimensional hyperspace, somewhere off of Interstate #95, near Grant Avenue, in Northeastern Philadelphia, Pennsylvania; has a property, that I also visit, and seem to be in; during many of these 'NIGHTMARES', and I think it is 'some type of a plucking looney bin'. It is so goddog ducking real, it comes right up and bites me right in the grassmole. But PH Was telling me and reminding me, that when Cuzz-Donald was telling me about reality-splicing, he also told me that soon he was planning to use this powerful idea and tool, to his advantage; through some inconceivably elaborate scheme and plot that he had, and wouldn't share with me of course. This was right after that goofy ducking movie that Olivia Newton John starred in, where after some car crash had occurred, someone kept rewinding a life-tape, and made reality-changes, or 'EDITS'. I had absolutely no idea just how incredibly diabolical and mischievous this plan truly was, not at the time, in the very early eighties, for ducking bunt crissake, YO, BRO! Patty went on with some incredible shkit about how I am going to have to eventually plucking arrive at my own conclusions, and that no one else is able to make things clear for me. Only I am able to see the clear picture in all of this, eventually; SHE TOLD ME! In this newly spliced reality, everyone seems to have just slipped through as if it is all so normal and natural. You know, no more trucking normal Presidential news conferences, non-stop rallies and party promotion bull plucking slit. On and on. It is all as unnatural as shkitting backwards, you know, eating through our trucking glass holes, and then shkitting out through our goddog mouths. Again, I'll say it, YUK. Yet, is it a ducking lie, or is it the goddog truth; me' kind Blogaudians??? No other president ever ever ever, has endless ducking rallies since and after WINNING an election, endlessly supporting his party candidates, so as to strengthen his position of great power, and that I promise all of you, HE HAS ABSOLUTELY NO PLANS TO EVER ABDICATE. I promised you long ago at the start of this ducking election slit, that he would win, and now I promise you, WE ALL WILL BE ADDRESSING HIM SOON AS KING TRUMP! This is what HOLLYWOOD was TOLD to pull, on that ducking '45' movie. Too ducking runt bad too, as it was a really great trucking movie, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IPYT!!!!!!!!!

All of reality is symbolically tied together. The human authors of the BIBLE know it, and so do all really intelligent human beings. When I ran away, I had only a few bags and only a few clothes, as space in my vehicle was limited, and I had to make my escape while Dawn King was very drunk one night, imagine that, all French grapes of wrath!!!!!!! At this time, the entire country was in a deep freeze; that is all except for Florida, as they were experiencing an early December heatwave, sunny and 90, back on that early second week in December of 2009. I had no coat, just some jerseys, some underwear, and some pants, a few pairs of socks, and the shoes on my feet. Anything more placed into my car may have just aroused too much suspicion from KING DAWN, and QUEEN PAULA. So Florida was my only logical destination, unless my plan was to run away and effen freeze to death. The rest as they say, is history!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Let me move on and tell you all a little story about a fellow student back at the Cooley Hall in Haddonfield, New Jersey, back in the autumn of 1969, or possibly the early weeks of January of 1970. His name was Mike Murray. I know I probably have mentioned how he came a half inch away from taking out one of my eyes, while I was sitting alone one day in Misses Marola's class, with that trustworthy kids best weapon, a long opened up large paper clip and a powerful good sized rubber band. I also know that I told how one Saturday, I rode my bike over to the school from my apartment in Oaklyn, New Jersey, and we got talking; and he told me a detailed description of a movie that he had just seen on television, called Brigadoon. Not Trump's Base, not the Briggbase, but the famous movie about the magical Irish town. Here is what the mighty Fascitar revealed to me back in the end of the last century, while I was in an extremely deep Edgar Cayce type of tranced out mental state. On the Astral Plane, and in the Capitol Province of it, called Olympia; there is a method of translating many of the words used, into the Earth waking world English language, that I refuse to get into for now. I know that I have made a big deal about the Cooley Hall, and adding names to it such as HIGH HELL. I do all things for reasons, and they need not be explored in full detail at any one given time. It is not that this author is attempting to hide anything or be at all evasive or cunning about one solitary thing. It simply is that time just does not permit me to get fully into all of the details of elucidation, on all of these multiplex topics, that these blogs have discussed for nearly thirteen years now. I literally could take a century trying to tell it all!!!!!!!!!!!!! But after this large defeat in the elections, for the good, and the defenseless, and the downtrodden, you know; the small poverty stricken kept down and under class; I've now decided to tell something, and in fact, I am going to tell a couple of things. But let me begin with why Mike Murray told me about this movie, and how this place called Brigadoon connects to the Cooley Hall, on and from an ASTRAL PLANE point of view, & remembering that this is where the GODS come from! Province Olympia is a powerful and awesome 'place'. There are no real places, astrally, of course, as they exist because a lot of Purgatites all agree that they do, in particular interactions. In this powerful 'place', I exist as Ricktafarius at the Ricktown Manor, and with me is the Goddess Diana Arteemis. I also am Zeranniss Arthur Yancy Jones, and my city name of YANCY is in the CAPITOL CITY registry, at what people on the Earth Planet might think of, as some type of a large City Hall. To have a city-pass, you need to have a city-name; and this name is registered. When the round-ups occur, your identity is then verifiable, and you are not deported out of the great capitol city of SAHASRA DAL KANWAL. If a deportation is strike-4, you are then transported by the Callio-Squad into DOGTOWN, to serve a trespass sentence. My point to all of this folks, is this: We are so large in our true beingness, that we can experience a multiplex of 'lives' and do it totally simultaneously. When we dream out into the nuclear universe as carbon clay beings, we also have many lives and existences throughout unimaginable amounts of time and hyperspace, or parallel universes where alternate selves of us are living; but totally unaware of these truths, unless inside of deep dreaming states, where we advance beyond the state of what Morianity labels as TYPE-1-EXPLORATRONS. Making an ultra long story as short as is humanly possible, there is a word in the Province Olympia, and I'll spell it out for all of my Blogaudians. OKSNUSHELARZIUM. If spoken anywhere in Province Olympia, this word suddenly develops two English Language Earth waking-world equivalents, and I'll spell these words out now as well. ZYALEROON and BIDARENEMPTEALL. With almost 100% accurately translated meaning to Earth-English, those two words above are BRIGADOON and COOLEY HALL. The difference would be less than the accent that perhaps a Frenchman or a Latin woman would speak when perfectly saying to an American or an Englishman, the word 'September', or some similar type of word. Now this was decades before my mother ever told me anything about my Great Aunt from Chicago, Illinois, Mizz Alice Gallagher. There are roots from the Gallagher family to Donald Trump's maternal side, and is why I call him 'distant-cuzz'. There also are family connections to the people responsible for making this fantastic movie. There is of course a whole lot more to all of this, but allow me to just whet your appetites a tid little wee bit for right now, me peeps! The story that moves much closer in, to all of the nightmare parts to Morianity, and Mountainpen's suffering's, is connected in many other ways; only beginning with the Gallagher line of my mom's Huntington family, and ending up all the way to the mighty Robert McGuire of Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG. I believe that when a Masonic member made me aware about powerful secrets kept by this great brotherhood lodge system, pertaining to the HUNTINGTON FAMILY, and its roots before that name as the Stuart's, and even going back before the crusades to the very half brothers and half sisters of the Lord Jesus Christ Himself; this led to the covert plot to murder the man who told me and revealed to me a great family lineage chart. I speak of the murder by way of slow poisoning, of a Mister David Charles Roth, by a fellow Masonic Brother, Mister Jonathan Schau.

When I told the record promoter, Lenny McKinnon, that I could produce the Beatles for him, if that would get him off my back, things began to get, to quote that great old fifties Superman television show about the racehorse, “dangerous around here”, for me. If you know anything about the sixties and the political system of that day, then you would just maybe see, in light of all of my Morianity; just how incredible this plot is, and how stuff totally all ties together, in ways so outlandish and unfathomable, that no words could ever hope to give any of this one bit of true justice!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I will delve into it as November progresses along, as this is very effen necessary!!!!!!! The odds of Bob McDowell becoming a top man in the government, after Daniel Mackey told him that “someday he would grow up and be a man”, and he did; but the odds of all of these people from COOLEY HALL, all becoming big shots and with a dark hidden past; are somewhere, and get this, around 372 quatorodecillion to one against it being possible. Want to see that number??? Fine.

372,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000. Doubt me? Go to any mathematical department at any good university, and see if I am lying here, peeps!

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THE GLOBAL ENLIGHTENMENT OF MORIANITY.

THE RELIGION FOR MILLENNIUM THREE

ETERNAL JOURNAL OF SONGWRITER MARK MUD, SECTION-Z

5:00 POST MERIDIAN

EARLY SUNDAY EVENING

9 JUNE, 2019

FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA, ESMWG

Mark Wayne Mountainpen Huntington Mohr

My next door assholes starting banging doors and hollering in the hallways, between two and four of the goddog clock, on this Sunday afternoon, but what else is new around this diseased bird swallowing place for the sake of the Lord; or said even more apropos, (SOSO-WEIN-SSDD)!!!!!!!!! Now as I type this blog out, they are making noise on my walls, again and as usual, yo yo yo yo, SHERIFF KENNETH J. MASCARA!!!!!!!!!! There is just so much horrible trucking shkit that I endure living here in this public housing nightmare building from total DOGTOWN, I know that I made a huge error in not moving from this monster glass putrid place years ago!!!!!!!!! If it were not for Ann King Silva and and her monster grass daughter DAWN-MARIE, I wouldn't be in this horrible Florida ducking nightmare shkituation. Still, if it were not for the mother lucking MILLIONTH-COUNCIL TELLOSIAN MIND CONTROL MONSTERS FROM HELL, I never would have even had to cross paths with those lovely people from maggotville. All of this slit from hell on steroids goes far beyond just the King family, or Patty Hollister, or Jim Burr, or all of the wonderful plucking BUTTERCHEESE BIG GLASS BUTTS; simply never would have happened to me to begin with. In fact, I never would have had to go to Princeton's NJNPI, Haddonfield's Cooley Hall H-H Hallucinogenics, or met those marvelous Exploratronic Supermind Society educators, from any of those wovwee places either; huh there Mister Elmer Fwwwwuud? So WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!

Lightning has been around me all afternoon, flashing lovely colors and designs out my window. HER ribbon bolts have danced across the skies over this part of Fort Pierce, Florida, and as I speak-type, SHE is still around me. WO, Mister Harner, coffee-man!

Mike McNulty had the old alligator haters laugh back in 1971, at Exton, Pennsylvania's Church Farm School, huh great and late disco queen Donna? Snort that one out, Mizz Altoona and 'Ron all the answers Carlisle' Wirtz Senior, ADA of the mighty and quite illustrious Camden County, New Jersey, Prosecutor's Office. Yessir Mike, the founder of the old Alligator Haters Anonymous, abbreviated into AHA. Yes old pal from nearly 48 years ago now, AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PRAISE BE TO THE TRUCKING ASTRAL PLANE GODS!!!!!!!!! Many wild things are in the wind all around me, but things started to take a shape all their own on Sarah Jacobson Cooley Hall H-H Watergate Day, shortly after I decided to redo an old 1983 song called, “Girl, I'll Tell You Anything”, and make a few changes to it, very minor ones, Mister American Express Goldsmith Mountainpen Miners, and yes again, “OH WELL”. Whether or naught, Mizz AT&T Blake from 1983, three wells really do make a river, mahm; there was nothing at all in any possible way that was average or one bit every day ordinary, about Sir HALL'S NON HALLucinogenic 'FAWCES' and their desire to write that wild 'GITYA' song, through me; or to quote the mighty knowitall James Tiberius Burr here, “to use me to get it done”. These powerful awesome brother plucking forces used me to do this, and many other powerful lucking things, and especially in the world of music and musical projects; as well as giving me the power house idea that someday in some near and very mysterious future, unfathomable enemies would surround me and cause me to need to inform to the world just what they have done to me, in some organized and intentional way; and that I needed to find a great way to ensure that my messages concerning this would survive time, Mizz Dark Shadows Julia Hoffman, and Mizz Amybottles Denise Nickerson, and so in order to make that a reality; I wound need to employ the reasonable services of the United States Copyright Office. I would say that I've had some real Obama-Whopper-Doozies when it comes to HALLS FAWCES using me for wild and inconceivable items, both recently, as well as during the course of my entire smother frucking shkit eating pathetic life, and you are correct here Mister Microsucks Spellchecker System; the word 'lifeguards' would fit here quite well also, yo! No me' great world, I don't forget things, none of these things, and I never will; and YYYYYYYYYY you all ask me? 'Simpelll', Mister Chuck Kim, from 1978's Certainteed Fiberglass Company of Berlin Junction, New Jersey, DPAESMWG. I have NAUGHT been afforded the goddarn ducking luxury of doing that marvelous and wonderful thing, YO me BROS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

JAYJAY EVANS SAID IT BEST IN THE MIDDLE SEVENTIES, YO, “WHAT CAN I SAY”? MAYBE ZIGGY AND I COULD ADD IN HERE, “THAT'S THE WAY IT GOES”, BUT THEN CBS, WHO KNOWS; OTHER THAN YOU AND EVERYBODY IN THE SWEEPS GAME OF ENTERTAINMENT PROGRAMMING, YO. WEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

SLAM-SLAM-SLAM, APARTMENT LIFE SUCKS BIGGER DICKS THAN EVEN MISTER CW'S!

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Mohr, Mark W., 1954-

Saga of song writer Mark Mud.

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1983

[ 20 ]	Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-	Epitome of harassment part two.	PAu001148157	1988
[ 21 ]	Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-	Epitome of harassment part 3.	PAu001189027	1989

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BUTTTTTT BIG GLASS BUTTERCHEESE-BUTT, FOLKS, even STAR TREK-TNG could not conceive of the horrendous trucking SHADOW MONSTERS OF PYLE AVENUE AT APARTMENT NUMBER 125-A, IN HADDON HILLS OF WESTMONT, NEW JERSEY, IN THE MIDDLE SMOTHER PLUCKING NINETEEN SIXTIES, HUH GREAT DIVIDED PARTIES COPYRIGHT OFFICE OF THE FUTURE? SO LET ME GET BACK WHILE I STILL CAN, OH MIGHTY KEVIN CORNFIELDS COSTNER, AND JAMES COOLVOICEARL JONES, YO YO YO YO.

Yes there really was, Mizz 401 KRASSLE Virginia Avenue, a Sir James Knowitall Burr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So just what really are powerful LOIS FOCA AGE-10 CONNECTIONS, you may be inquisitive about, or maybe like Cuzz Don, 'you don't give a shkit'. The same forces that used me to create such music and songs such as the four titled, Love Is For Carpenters, Girl I'll Tell you Anything, That's The Way It Goes, and Burn With Fire, R not some cosmic absurd accident, by even the wildest stretch of anyone's imagination!!!!!!!! Great folks and my wonderful and awesome BLOGAUDIANS, IPYT!!!!!!!!!!! Then if we take the near death experience of my musical arranger over at Garden State Hospital in 1986 with that fire, just several months after the Medport Diner incident with my telling Sir David Roth all about the great SARAH KRASSLE for the first time, and followed by a major police situation, that resulted from absolutely nothing wrongly done by us, after we shared a meal, and were out in the car discussing this matter. So I come now to some ultimate conclusions. Yessir and yes mah'm folks, I DO, and without any RGG's, or maybe, they were all throughout this entire mess from the very nasty-glass beginning, and when I use the word beginning, maybe I am speaking quite biblically, and yes Virginia, I loved Diana, and yes girl of Virginia Avenue, I still do and I always will. She is my awesome beautiful coil from the great Purgatory, and She dreams here as LIGHTNING in the skies of the Earth-Planet; so a great big WEEEEEEEE!

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Mohr demo tunes. (LOIS FOCA on this)

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1981

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Hey Jayjay, what can I say, it seems America loves me after all, and even my Canadian friends deserted me. NGADS asked me recently not to discuss his mission here, and that this is why things went beyond nuts for me in this PH Building (not this Patty-57) building mind you, and told me to let the world know that I am incorrect about him being the intelligence agent known as AdeepS. It seems I caused a little trouble in the CIA, and so I am apologizing for that. In any case, who knows, maybe then he is one of the big butter cheeses of the mighty Tellosion Exploratronic Supermind Society. Yessir/mahm, I thought maybe since my First Cuzz Mizz Sandra Mason married the Canadian Citizen Mister Timothy Letterman, that this might have come to light and some offspring family up there in those great lovely north lands, were reading the Mountainpen. Oh well, to quote the illustrious Mizz Ann King Silva!!!!!!!!!! Yes the great washcloth family of Dogtown. Let me now go and wash my hands of this mess, Mister ultimate fighter David of Smithtown, New York, and Mister Highness Emperor Assistant Pontious Pilate. Not all things can be washed away, perhaps not even with the great blood of my sixty-first great grand father's Uncle Jesus Carpenter of Nazareth. OH BOY, huh Annihilating ANN???????? Yes, “because I loved Diana”, She said that “She would spare the world, for a while anyway”. Oh Sarah-Stacey Jehovah Krassle, how I love you my endless all powerful TEEN-QUEEN!!!!

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So many things make perfect sense now after decades of endless frustrating wonderment. But still Detective fictional “L&O” Briscoe oh sir, many things still remain completely bedazzled and mind bending and absolutely incomprehensible. Those that I have yet 2 figure out and still am merely acting out the old MTM 1970 TV-show “Bess's baby-sitter” role, will never B known 2 the general public, as next week sometime, THESE BOM-BOB-BLOGS that have become the temporary 'DEAR DIARY JOURNAL writings' only, will B gone forever. Peeps love 2 doubt my sincerity. Ann King Silva did, when I insisted with her that day, at the local Mickey Dee joint in Berlin, NJUSAESMWG; that I will soon B just packing up and disappearing, as I cannot take her daughter's rotten mistreatment of me, any gol dog longer! She mocked me, and she found out she was wrong. So have many others, and sometime next week; so will some real dick brain blog readers, and THAT, is an absolute guarantee and muscles-Monique PROMISE; last day standing or NAUGHT, huh there Mizz 1983 Blake?

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LIGHTNING told me something about 8 years ago now give or take a year or 2, and it was along the very same lines of what SHE (Gods creative power-spirit and 3^rd person of the Godhead) told me; and this was simply that, and again quoting one of the finest men in modern day history, IMHO, Senator Sanders, quite a ways B-4 this back somewhere in the middle 1990's, and this is that something beyond major glass HUUUUUUUGE is gonna' B going down in me' life! I laughed at HER from those mid nineties days all the way up until realizing around 2010 somewhere and shortly after becoming a Flowerland-USA resident, that SHE had been 100 percent absolutely totally and unequivocally correct about it, and of course we all know that this WAS THE INCREDIBLE DISCOVERY OF PATTY & MERRY! This time I laughed again, and now we all, with me included; have perdy dern much figured it out AGAIN. I speak of this absolute insistence by all of the major credit bureaus that I have recently had an income jump or 'increase' 2 use their lingo, of more than 6,700 dollars per day. I of course am completely unaware of where this money is. Still, my C-K account insists that it is real and it has happened this very month, November of 2023, numerically 11-23, with both of these bi-digits having major meaningful representing values with and in my personal life that go beyond being unmistakable. All I am able 2 do right now is wonder if I have had some wild recent NEW MAGICAL LIFE SWITCHING OR S-J, and if so then where is my money? It certainly is not anywhere 2-B found around where I am currently residing. I still appear 2-B driving my somewhat still reliable clunker car with close to 94-K miles on it and still with a banged up rear where that drunken A-A lady hit me that night of September 27^th in 2019. My residence is still just me' whittle 2 bedroom 1 bathroom pre-fab home in the Quiet Waters Park, and I have no wild nor exotic possessions inside here with me and the very things only that I know that I should have, at least in the dimension that I was living in pre-11-23. I do hope that the FBI, the Tax peeps on both state and federal level, the credit bureaus, and any other parties concerned; realize that I am, and would B more than happy 2 pay my fair share of taxes, unlike me' distant cuzz Donnie Boy, but I do need 2 have U all show me just where me' 6700 bucks per day is, maybe in some wild magical Swiss, or Caribbean Cayman Island account somewhere, unknown 2 me, Mister Mark Wayne Mohr; I assure U, and absolutely swear 2 as well on this writing on this date. Show me where all me' $ is, and I'll gladly PAY U MY FAIR SHARE OF TAXES. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE and yes gorgeous D-Q-1997 Katy out of me' past in Abseacon, NJUSAESMWG; quite totally absurd and fully and totally WEEEEEEEEDEEEEEEEKAWUSS also!!!!!!!! I fully authorize any legitimate government agency, without any special warrants, 2 check this all out, and even authorize any financial institution anywhere on this Earth-Globe 2 cooperate with them, and 2 pay my share of taxation, according 2 the credit bureaus, my withholding of well over 800 grand, and as a single tax paying filer will owe a federal tax of between 15 and 16 thousand more dollars 4 the year of 2023. This is most likely the largest newest deal that is all going down around me since late in the first decade of this 21^st century with the discovery of Patty and Merry being a whole lot more than just a couple of peeps from my mom's past as an office coworker and her little hyperactive daughter!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Still, all in all; LIGHTNING never has let me down in this life, and everything that SHE has ever told me would come 2 pass, in fact eventually does. Usually it takes many years, as these 2 things have, but it DOES HAPPEN 2 ME EVENTUALLY, simple as that, Mister Chaingiver Redjohn CIA-Henningsen. LIKE-WOW, Mister 3-4-M!

Speaking of my awesome electron, Lightning Goddess Diana Zuudlecronessia Arteemis here today YO, SHE was here 4 a short time last evening, Thursday night with a couple of close quick flashes and loud thunder booms. SHE always takes such great wonderful care of HER 'little boy', me. I know that SHE knew that I needed HER. Thank-UUUUUUUU lovely awesome Diana, 'LIGHTNING', from here 2 the Sugar Hill Eats Joint in Harlem!!!!!!!!!!! That awesome waitress there; wow she really kills me, in my kids' fantastic show from OHM-Marola-9, with that cool “THANK-UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I believe Mister McNulty would now go, should he B in here with me, “AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA”!

I don't know whether 2 leave this nonsensical deal alone and let it either fester or hopefully correct itself, but life's experiences have indeed taught me well, at least 'recent-life over the past 30 years or so', and 2 dozen years since both of my parents have gone onto expire in their mortal Earthly dreaming interactions; tell me it may naught B wise nor one wee tad bit logical 2 expect things 2 ever just self-correct, despite my not doing one single solitary thing wrong, and quoting distant Cuzz-Donnie once again, “the story of me' life”, from an evening long ago while Aunt Geraldine Snow Mason was driving along a world famous highway, known quite well 2 all Pennsylvanians, the “Schuylkill Expressway”, somewhere back in the middle late nineteen hundred sixties times!!!!!!!!! So I may contact either me' insurance medical agent Steve-B, or me' bankers at the local F-P-FL-USA Ohio Avenue Toronto Dominion Bank; concerning the issue, B-4 it is allowed 2 go any further. Should I have been magically switched over 2 a place where indeed I have some wild income from some wild source and is being paid 2 some offshore account somewhere, I will deal with this later on, but first; I need 2 establish just what is truly happening, or 2 quote an old 1980 coworker from a world renown and very famous in the 1950's times and known and used by greats such as 'Fats Domino', and others in that very same league, “RPL Sound Labs Studio”, of Camden, NJUSAESMWG, Mister Joe Sivo, “what is truly GOING DOWN with all of thissssssss, oh lovely Mizz Susan 1983 Erica Cane Luccisnakes, mah'm, oh U awesome and beyond white star hot gorgeous gal! SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO should U-B out there Mister Arthur Crane ole' coworker-ole' buddy-ole' pal from me' past, reading these words while they R still on a public viewing forum and platform YO; well then, pweeeeeeeeze WISH ME A 'LOTTALUK' WILLYA', as I have no stars 2 wish upon, nor do I have any communications carriers who wish me anything but harm and evil, and yes; I shall obviously always have those CALL TEN nightmare peeps up there in ATLANTIC CITY, those ever frightening monstrous horrendous CALLIO FAMILY PEEPS, and their pals in crime, the KING's, the MCGUIRE's, and all the rest of them, maybe even the great mighty legal family and peeps of my boss at the non psychic print shop job from me' Marnie-Casey past times YO!

It is 6:31 in the morning of 17 November in 2023 now, and I am getting a major RIGHT SIDE DEATH ANGEL ATTACK. Yesterday was me' medical errands day. I am with a new medical insurance plan, UNITED beginning on the first day in 2024, as I cannot afford 2 have my monthly bennies allowance cut down 25 bucks 2 only 125, and the United plan is a whopping 270 and this will help 2 aid me in paying me' expensive rent and other bills. Me' landlord told me he was gonna' have 2 raise the rent 50 smacks and then later on half-reneged on that amount and sort of intimated it might have 2-B raised a whole dern buck as the park CO-OP rates went up a buck and owners of trailers must pay those fees and of course, then pass increased amounts down 2 the renters, a fact of life we all know of quite well and have come 2 both expect and detest. Just how poverty stricken folks like me R supposed 2 keep surviving this hellishness of the new age masters of kings and queens over all of us serf slaves, is anybody's best guest GUESS, on or off of great jewel days, and pearls and harbors, and eggs; and endless CRS's as well (CHRIST-REDFIELD-SAFET)!!!!!!!!!!! So yes, I drove over 2 several doctor places on errands pertaining 2 my medical junk, and “got things all squared away”, and quoting one of me' father's expressions here. Then I did my November food shopping at the Palm Sable Mall Publix Grocery Store, catching a nice and quite rare Mountain Dew BOGO SALE, buy 2 and get 2 free, and no limit on offer-amounts, allowing me 2 purchase 8 boxes of 12 cans of 12 ounce sodas, and only pay 4 buying 4 boxes of them, saving me over three and a half sawbucks. WOW THAT and a nice big fat sloppy gee-whiz-fizz willagars WEEEEEEEEEEEE, Sir Chester-Frank!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh those days of Studio Park Records, and the illustrious and awesome one and only big-boy, Sir Paul Evans Pedersen, and nope oh U wonderful and wild Mike Soft Hellwrecker-Spellchecker U, naught PAu000501582; as THAT is the performing arts registration number on one of me © Copyrighted musical projects from some years ago now, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!! An extremely bizarre and surreal deal is going down right now and not righteousness, not at all there Sir Mike Soft Spellchecker, as when I add the Pau number the spell-check dictionary system on me' word program, twice it came back with the red wavy error lines underneath of it signaling a misspelling. Then after a correction, it would happen again, and it happened until my 3^rd time correcting it. WOW-THIS!!!

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