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SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, MISTER ARTHUR CRANE OLE' 1991 COWORKER AT THE TCE:
Just How Much Can I Survive, Great Sheriff K-P, SIR?
Tuesday, December 3, 2019
I HAD NO IDEA THAT WASTE MANAGEMENT AND CIFALOGLIO GOT MARRIED
SUPPLEMENTAL ENTRY OF 12/03/2019
“I HAD NO IDEA WM AND CIFALOGLIO MARRIED”
Shortly after I left home and ran away from the mighty plucking KINGS, as always; the effects that I seemingly have on humanity just by existing and interacting within it, always go supernova and explode in quantum force and that is putting it ducking major glass super politely; Mister Tommy Jam-Jelly Row, YO!!!!
Maybe he will visit us someday at R-M, huh Diana???
TWUWEE FOLKS, IT IS AS SIMPLE AS THAT!!!!!!
What is not simple is getting 2 the futhermucking bottom of these endless never resolved cumpuker issues and hacks, such as that stupid title not being fully permitted again because of some user-right-issue deal, and on and on I can go here, as we all know only 2 dern glass well, y-O peeps!!!!!! Here is another cumpuker issue, that ever mother trucking annoying goddess-damned (y-O-HACK), YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! When all sorts of cumpuker junk is going down around me, they also somehow manage 2 hack out one of me word-program open-office coloring features whereby all I need 2 do, or should need 2 anyway, is click on the already opened color rather than make 2 clicks and wasting lots of time when numerous matching colors R being done on a printed document, and this feature is hacked and prevented from doing its normal-ops, YO, and I am carefully looking again and never just typing in the goddess-damned 'YO' any more, or until things get better again, and that is a real big dern glass 'IF', peeps, ever since the pukey-Patty's Day Party in the Community Room, on the night of the 16th, and ever since, SHERIFF, and Mister L-D dream prophets, YO; my life went from already total slit, right smack dab into total slit cubed and HAVANA DEATH WEAPON CUBAN, and then a lot more, and all on Madonna's mighty arm busting late 1972 steroids!!!!!!! The WOMO-SPACEFORCE HAS ABSOLUTELY CUT OFF ME' QUICK-COLORING FEATURE TODAY, AND WHEN IT IS COMPLETELY GONE ALL TOGETHER; THIS IS NOW GONNA' SMOTHER PLUCKING B LABELED AS THE (QUICK COLORING-FEATURE-REMOVAL-HACK), AND 4 SHORT, JUST THE ABBREVIATED (QCFR-HACK), YO!!!!!! Yes sir/mah'm world out there, Mister Daniels, and his wild dream with me back at the end of the '21 year, and the end of the 'WHAT-YEAR'; weelwee and twuwee rock chucking altered the reality of fluggin' slit 4 me here at me' place of frikkin' danglass abode; YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, oh weerlld aldare!!!!
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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
It has been an unusually quiet Friday here around me today after a long time of super beyond frucking monstrous hellishness surrounding my proximity as if I was wearing some bright fluggin' neon sign reading, “please hurt and persecute me everybody as I just enjoy it so much, and I will indeed richly bless and reward U all, 4 so doing this 2 me, y-O”. I forgot 2 mother trucking look again, YO, and this is a MAJOR ELECTRONIC HACKING ASSAULT ON ME TODAY, AND WHEN IT IS MAJOR, I DON'T MEAN AN ORDINARY FLUCKING HARASSMENT, 'NOSIREEBOB', YO!!!!!!!!! Other than 4 this MAJOR CUMPUKER INTERFERENCE AND HACKING, this day is so far a lot quieter than it's been 4 the PPNR-Mountainpen in 2 SOLID WEEKS, EVER SINCE THAT PUKEY-PATTY PARTY, and the blasting of all of their hellish, and beyond ridiculous music!!!!!!!!!! Still, this is how magnetics as I have come 2 call this long ago, in honor of the great disco queen, lovely Doctor DAGS as I refer 2 her as, and the rest of U out here all call her, DONNA SUMMER; always all get their origins from, going either in a plus or a minus direction (polarity) but normally at least 4 me, IS ALWAYS NEGATIVE (-)!!!!!!!!!!!!! So these Molly-Nu-Patterns, R simply Powerful Cosmic Truths, and thus spoken mathematically here, 'M-N-P = P-C-T'. Again, simple as all of THAT, folks. When I discuss in me' MORIANITY about magnetics, and how I am intentionally being 'NEGAMAGGED', OR THAT I AM UNDER LOTS OF 'NEGAMAGGING', BY THE WOMO-SPACEFORCE-MACYFORCE-TRUMPFORCE; it speaks 4 itself 4 anybody who paid at least a wee tad bit of attention back in 5th and 6th grade in grammar school when learning about basic stuff of 'how the world works', in the 'physics-speak' of it all. Patterns of magnetics, and my enemies using these ILLEGAL ASTRAL TECHNOLOGICAL TACTICS ON ME ON THIS HUMAN REALM, or the (PHYSICAL-PLANE), is now the topic of this particular discussion of all great SHAGS everywhere, precious, previous, or naught!!!! The last time that I enjoyed SHAG RUGS were in 1975 at the Linden Hill Apartments at my #1118 apartment, and then 5 years later in 1980 at Robin Hill Apartments at my #1802 apartment, and of course on the 2 following RHA stays, at apartment numbers '506' and '1102'. Other than those 4 apartments, I never had shag rugs. I love shag rugs, and if I was rich, I would pay any amount necessary 4 a home and shag rugs everywhere, other than kitchen and bathrooms that would have the typical throw rugs over floors and that toilet-throw rug that surrounds the bottoms of johns and is of course easily removable 4 weekly washing/cleaning. But a lot more, as with all things with Mountainpen and Morianity, is all running through the complex themes of life 4 me, with SHAGS, B it dogs, B it rugs, B it all sorts of other potential realities as well, YO!!!! So as we all R quite well acquainted with here after going on 2 solid decades of these BOM-BLOGS now folks, Jim Rockford and myself can always get back 2 this, but 4 right now we need not dance around swinging 2 both music as well as HULK-ANGER and MAMA-DANGER, am I right Sheriff Simon, Sheriff Pearson, and Sheriff Mascara???????? WOW-THIS!!!! Endless laughs always R available who know how 2 do lots of super sleuthing around, and put clues all together, huh there Mister Data, Captain Picard, and Huntington Family out there, ALL OF US? We certainly love, but do naught NEED 2 have the great silent film actor-comedian Sir Harold Lloyd, 2 bring us all spinning around and completely out of control, with laughing fits, on the shags; with spilled dinner messes literally all over our good and freshly laundered clothes, now do we, YO peeps?
MISERABLE THISTLETHORNS JANE NOTFONDAUONEBIT SLEAZEWEEDSDISEASE JUST GOT ME WEEL WEEL FRUGGIN' 'GOUUUUUUUUD', ME' AWESOME WUVWEE GAL-PAL FROM 1999, MIZZ HELEN ZABRISKIE, YO YO YO YO YO YO, SO LET ME NOW RUNT PHLEGM GATE HERE WITH ME' 5-#'S.
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Now right B-4 that nabe moved in next door 2 me and placed his booming powerful SUB-BOX right against me' apartment wall, so that he could then blast it at me intentionally, day and night, all throughout 2020 and into the starting of 2021, I miraculously managed 2 get out of that nightmare monster hellhole place, and came here, into what is now slowly progressing along, and with or without any great cool birds of the world, and becoming ever so slowly yet increasingly like the other place; but right after I DARED 2 PASTE INTO ME' BLOGS THAT POWERFUL STORY OF WASTE MANAGEMENT MARRYING UP WITH ME' OLE' JOB PLACE CALLED CIFALOGLIO, this is when my death sentence was carried out, all of U awesome dern sheriff's out there, and supposedly having me' 'vely vely vely' best interests at heart!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This all may or may naught B intelesting, ole' buddy Mister Bob 1972 McDowell of the COOLEY WORMHOLE HOGWARTS HIGH HELL HALL OF HADDONFIELD, and not teasing Ann and Dawn-Marie car trips into the Jersey-Harbor-Lands and recurring dreams of schools in that area that all came 2-B learned of eventually while living with this far out branch of the fam, y-O world, and yes, another flucking (y-O-HACK), serves me right 4 typing away without looking, huh there all U great quantum physicists out there???????? So if nobody is saying 'WOW' yet, allow me, or 'permit me' please, great Long Islander Sir Latengrate relative, 'Uncle Heinz Cameras Gottwald', oh U awesome Senior VP of the Chemical National Bank, back there in 1972. Yes, I dared 2 open my mouth and paste that story in from 'THE PRESS OF ATLANTIC CITY', and 'K-A-POW', THEY TERMINATED ME' LIFE, LITERALLY, OR THEY SURE TRIED 2. How many of U could really live in a place where your car gets destroyed and totaled and nothing can B done about it, no restitution whatsoever made, and a nabe wright on your wall making your entire apartment sound as if a jack hammer and base drum is going off right in your own place, 24-7, and the cops refused 2 help mew, the housing authority ignored my complaints, and nobody would life one finger, and here I was a sick frail old man with many problems already, and this was not an attempt at murdering me, would U honestly tell me this right 2 me' fruggin' face, SHERIFF KEITH PEARSON and retired SHERIFF KEN J. MASCARA, of SAINT LUCIE COUNTY, FLORIDA-USA??????????
As 4 the full effects in the fifth dimensional hyperspace, at that apartment in Voorhees Township in NJUSAESMWG, (1802 ROBIN HILL); this story could only B told 2 peeps with open minds willing 2 receive anything that can indeed B shown and proven, and willing 2 dedicate the rest of their lives just 2 study my life, and I of course would never in a billion years even have the right 2 ask that of anyone, and we all know this, so all I am ever gonna' B able 2 do is endlessly keep tap dancing around lots of stuff, and especially when we add into the mix of it all here, the AI-CENSORSHIP programs every time this blog and its loyal-30 viewers becomes temporarily expanded, and 4 whatever the reason 4 its actually 'going down; as well, Mister 1980 SIVO, SIR, at the Recorded Publications Laboratory Sound Studios of Camden, NJUSAESMWG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So between the censoring crabbola junk and the time constraints due 2 complexities that would B beyond fathomable; I am merely able 2 discuss some powerful pieces of all of this wild and surreal hellishness that seemed 2 have origins of between 1965 and 1980 that would lead me right smack dab into where I am today in early middle 2024 now!!!!
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Just How Much Can I Survive, Great Sheriff K-P, SIR?
Tuesday, December 3, 2019
I HAD NO IDEA THAT WASTE MANAGEMENT AND CIFALOGLIO GOT MARRIED
SUPPLEMENTAL ENTRY OF 12/03/2019
“I HAD NO IDEA WM AND CIFALOGLIO MARRIED”
Shortly after I left home and ran away from the mighty plucking KINGS, as always, the effects that I seemingly have on humanity just by existing and interacting within it, always go supernova and explode in quantum force and that is putting it ducking major glass super politely; Mister Tommy Jam-Jelly Row, YO!!!!
Maybe he will visit us someday at R-M, huh Diana???
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PER CURIAM
Appellant Atlantic County Utilities Authority (Authority) appeals from a final order of the Department of Environmental Protection (Department), approving respondent Waste Management of New Jersey's (Waste Management) purchase of a solid waste transfer station and related assets owned by respondent Cifaloglio, Inc. (Cifaloglio). We affirm.
In March 2011, Waste Management and Cifaloglio entered into an asset purchase agreement in which Waste Management agreed to purchase the assets of Cifaloglio, including a transfer station/materials recovery facility (facility) located in Buena Vista. The facility is a "solid waste facility which receives incoming waste from collection vehicles and, after removal of any recyclables, transfers the waste residue to haulage vehicles for delivery to an off-site final disposal facility." At the time of the agreement, the facility received waste from the following counties: Atlantic, Burlington, Camden, Gloucester, Ocean, Salem, Cumberland and Cape May. Waste originating in Atlantic County was subsequently delivered by Cifaloglio to the Authority's landfill in Egg Harbor Township for final disposal.
In April, Waste Management and Cifaloglio filed a joint petition requesting the Department's approval of the purchase. Waste Management subsequently submitted a revised operations and maintenance manual for the facility. The manual stated that "[m]arket conditions will dictate which disposal facility is utilized, unless the origin of the waste is from a county that has flow regulations; in which case the county waste flow regulations will be followed," and that solid waste would be "delivered to disposal facilities in accordance with the applicable solid waste management plans of the service area." Attached to the manual was a list of disposal facilities, all located in New Jersey.
The Authority sent an email to the Department on April 20, asking to be "advise[d] . . . about any public comment format and schedule for interested parties to provide input" during the approval process. The Department replied that it would be sending the transfer request documents to the Authority for comments and that in addition, "[o]nce a decision has been made to approve the transfer of ownership, a 30 day public comment period will be opened to accept comments from anyone." The Authority sent the Department a follow up email asking for the transfer request documents in May. The Department replied that it would send the documents after it had issued a determination of administrative completeness to Waste Management, and that the Authority would then have thirty days "to provide any comments regarding the transfer."
In June, the Department sent the Authority and the municipalities served by the Cifaloglio facility copies of the Waste Management application and a cover letter summarizing the proposed transfer of ownership. The letter stated, "If you wish to provide comments, it would be appreciated if your comments were submitted to the Bureau within thirty (30) days from the date of this letter." The Department received no comments.
In August, the Department sent the Authority and other potentially interested parties copies of the draft permit authorizing the sale. The cover letter included information about the upcoming public notice to be published in two newspapers on August 29, and stated
that should this notice result in the scheduling of a hearing, a subsequent notice of the hearing will be provided . . . . If the action does not result in a public hearing, the public comment period will close 30 days after the publication of this notice and a final decision on the permit application will be taken in accordance with N.J.A.C. 7:26-2.4(g)(19).
No public hearing was requested or scheduled.
In September, the Authority sent its comments on the transfer of ownership to the Department. Those comments are not directly relevant to this appeal. Significantly for the purposes of this appeal, however, the comments did not include (1) any objection to Waste Management's purchase of Cifaloglio's assets, (2) any concerns related to market share or competitive pricing resulting from the purchase, or (3) any objection to the manner in which the Department had conducted the approval process up to that point.
On October 12, 2011, the Department's Bureau of Solid Waste Compliance and Enforcement issued a solid waste order approving Waste Management's purchase of Cifaloglio's assets and issued the solid waste facility permit.
The order and permit required Waste Management to comply with the approved district solid waste plan for the district in which waste delivered to its facility originated. The district plan then in effect for Atlantic County designated the Authority's landfill as the sole in-state disposal facility for non-hazardous solid waste generated within Atlantic County, but allowed delivery of solid waste to a licensed out-of-state disposal facility.
In email correspondence to the Department on October 18, the Authority raised questions regarding Waste Management's operation of the former Cifaloglio facility, noting that "the tonnage normally accepted at [the Authority's landfill] [had] decreased by 50%." According to the Authority, Waste Management was disposing of non-hazardous solid waste at a site in Pennsylvania, which was owned by a related entity, rather than at the Authority's site.
On November 14, the Authority sent the Department a letter objecting to the October order, requesting an "investigation into the issues of artificial and discriminatory pricing and associated anti-competitive practices," and "asking that [the] subject waste be delivered to [the Authority] immediately" for the purpose of "mitigating anti-competitive results" of the order. The Authority claimed that the facility's waste deliveries to its disposal site had dropped by seventy percent and estimated "an annual loss of . . . $3,653,659 in gross receipts, including $319,651 in host community benefits lost to Egg Harbor Township," and an additional loss of $1,900,000 because "Atlantic County waste that was previously serviced by [Cifaloglio] and now serviced by [Waste Management] is being delivered out of state."
The present appeal was filed shortly thereafter.1 In February 2012, while this appeal was pending, Atlantic County amended its solid waste management plan to designate the Authority's landfill as the only permissible site for disposal of non-hazardous solid waste generated within Atlantic County. The Department approved the amended plan in August. Waste Management has complied with the amended plan since its approval.
The driving force behind the Authority's belated opposition to the sale of Cifaloglio's assets to Waste Management was clearly Waste Management's subsequent diversion of non-hazardous solid waste from the Authority's site to an out-of-state site. At the time that action was taken by Waste Management, delivery of solid waste to a licensed out-of-state disposal site was explicitly permitted by Atlantic County's solid waste management plan.2 In other words, the document governing the issue would have permitted Cifaloglio to take the same action had the sale of assets not taken place.
Because the Atlantic County plan has now been amended to prohibit usage of an out-of-state site, the issue that prompted the Authority's belated objection to the sale of assets has become moot. Generally, "courts should not decide cases where a judgment cannot grant relief." Marjarum v. Twp. of Hamilton, 336 N.J. Super. 85, 92 (App. Div. 2000).
As previously noted, the Authority did not object to the sale of Cifaloglio's assets to Waste Management at any time prior to its approval by the Department. In addition, it never raised issues with respect to market share and competitive pricing or the manner in which the Department was conducting the approval process until after the approval was issued. In essence, the Authority seeks to raise on appeal issues that it could have, but did not, raise before the Department during the public comment period.
In any event, having reviewed the issues raised on appeal, we find them to be without merit and not warranting discussion in a written opinion. R. 2:11-3(e)(1)(E).
Affirmed.
1 The Authority filed motions with the Department to intervene and for reconsideration in November 2011. Those motions were denied in April 2012 due to procedural deficiencies.
2 It appears that Waste Management sent waste to the out-of-state disposal site at a time when that site was not listed in its operations manual. Any regulatory violation resulting from that conduct is not appropriately the subject of this appeal.
“I’m talking about half of the waste we handle in the course of a day,” authority President Rick Dovey said. “This has tremendous implications.”
The ACUA may ask the county freeholders to mandate that all garbage generated in Atlantic County must stay there. A U.S. Supreme Court ruling in 2007 allows public authorities to require private companies to take their trash to local landfills. Similar measures were adopted by other counties, including Ocean and Burlington.
How the loss of revenue will affect future fees at the landfill is yet to be determined.
Atlantic County municipalities each have separate contracts through 2013 that cannot be changed for two years.
Tipping fees for other companies and contractors may increase without a way to bring back Waste Management to the landfill, Dovey said.
“At this point, we have no idea, and that’s what we’re trying to avoid,” he said.
Waste Management purchased the Cifaloglio Inc. transfer station off Route 54 in Buena Vista Township for $38 million, including equipment and other assets, according to documents filed by the state Department of Environmental Protection, which approved the sale Oct. 12.
Up until mid-October, the authority thought the deal would boost business. It anticipated more revenues coming in from the Cifaloglio station, which previously took its garbage to another landfill.
The Egg Harbor Township landfill has one of the lowest disposal rates in the state, and Waste Management already gets a $2 per ton discount from the regular rate of $64.73 because it is such a large hauler, Dovey said.
But the sudden loss of revenue from Waste Management and anticipated revenue took the authority by surprise.
Much of Waste Management’s waste comes from non-municipal commercial sites — such as casinos, factories and hospitals — and represents a large chunk of garbage collection in the county, he said.
Dovey said the authority will push for a change to a waste control ordinance. It also filed an appeal of the DEP’s approval of the sale in October, arguing it is contrary to the public interest.
“The economics of it don’t make any sense. And there’s no bad history with Waste Management,” said Dovey, who accused the company of “predatory pricing.”
Waste Management spokesman George McGrath said ACUA’s claims of predatory pricing are baseless.
“The authority has no insights or information about how Waste Management operates its business, the contractual agreements we have with our customers, or what we charge for disposal,” McGrath wrote in an email. “Our customers in Atlantic County have seen no changes in what they pay for our services since we acquired the Cifaloglio operations this year.”
McGrath said Waste Management’s decision to send waste out of state is permitted by the county’s own solid waste management plan.
A county ordinance passed in 2010 required that municipal waste in Atlantic County be taken to the local landfill, but gave commercial haulers the option to go out of state.
DEP spokesman Larry Ragonese said the agency could not comment due to the pending litigation.
Atlantic County Executive Dennis Levinson said the issue will likely come before county freeholders early next year.
“We’re going to do whatever the parameters of the law allow us to do,” Levinson said. “Experience has shown that solid waste disposal needs to be carefully regulated and monitored.”
Last week, freeholders in Burlington County approved a law requiring trash collectors to use their county’s landfill, joining 11 other New Jersey counties, the Burlington County Times reported. The DEP has several months to approve it.
The Atlantic County Utilities Authority’s lost revenue comes at a time when the authority is facing other revenue drops.
These include declining state subsidies and less overall waste due to the sour economy, according to Fitch Ratings.
The Atlantic County Utilities Authority budget for solid waste is $38 million in 2011, and its proposed budget for 2012 is $37.2 million, Dovey said. This does not include the authority’s separate wastewater division.
Contact Brian Ianieri:
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I played the roulette A2R2023-SYSTEM at approximately quarter shy of midnight yesterday, a quick whittle fruggin' 5 spin game. I played the TRUMP-21-number, and the 4 aerial death assault numbers, (21-23-27-0-00). I had 2 wins and 3 losses, a total winning value of +62 units and a total losing value of -15 units, so 62 minus 15 equals (+47 UNITS) and my 2 games B-4 this one were also large wins, the one right B-4 this one was a carbon copy in units won, 47, and the game B-4 that one and following the dern rotten mini-crash, was 60 units, so the last 3 games brought in +154 units, and all I need now is another 16 units 2 come even and wipe the mini-crash off the dern glass books forever. This is what super major death sieges will always do, at least sooner or later, if NAUGHT IMMEDIATELY EVERY SO OFTEN, oh lovely Mizz AT&T-1983 Blake, mah'm!!!! The 5 game spin outcomes were: 22-21-16-9-27, Trumpie cuzz came right in 4 me, and just about immediately following that came one of the death air persecution numbers and also the great ELECTRICAL NUMBER-27, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, GREAT FBI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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This is a major DYING utterance & declaration, and if I am found dead in this hellish joint; we all know who has indeed committed murder on the MOUNTAINPEN!
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 BEGINNING ON THE 16th DAY IN MARCH, OF 2024, WITH THE WORST DEATH SIEGE EVER SINCE 1986, AND WITH THE MOST RECENT FEW DAYS (MARCH 27-29) OF ENDLESS DEATH AIR ASSAULTS, HEALTH ASSAULTS WITH THE HAVANA SONIC BEAM, ENDLESS NOISE ASSAULTS, ENDLESS UTILITY AND COMPUTER HACKING PERSECUTIONS, AND ENDLESS DEATH SIEGES OF ALL CONCEIVABLE HORRENDOUS NIGHTMARE TYPES; AS WELL AS ALL OTHER CONCEIVABLE HELLISHNESS THAT THESE MONSTERS HAVE BEEN PERPETRATING UPON ME SINCE THIS ALL BEGAN, AND THAT FIT EXACT PERFECT PATTERNS WITHOUT FAIL, AND R DONE WITH SOME AGENDA AND MOTIVE, THAT ENDLESSLY BLESSES THEM AND THEIR LIVES AND THEIR GOALS; 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.
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GO TO G-189, G-9173, under G-1133, CG-18, AND
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MOUNTAINPEN'S LUNAR CALENDAR:
FRIDAY, MARCH 29, 2024---JWSC-FRI-12-101
CURRENT PHASE IS: WANING GIBBOUS 4:6
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I shall B calling the 988 suicide-line now on a daily basis beginning later on today, after me' ole' night boss, at the RPL Sound Labs Studio, Mister Donald Cialoni, goes home, goes 2 bed, gets up again after the new day starts; and all of that non-Collingswood Tom Glenn 'JAZZ'!!!!!!!!!! Mister Cialoni worked at the Collingswood Taxi Company 4 a while, right shy of the time that I had met him at the RPL joint, and had recently given up trying 2 juggle 2 jobs, since RPL's working hours could get extremely sporadic, when our largest client, the late and grate Mister Pat Religious-boy Robertson, would place orders 4 millions of his cassette-tape-messages, from his great and mighty 'C-B-N NETWORK' YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I will begin 2 say stuff that goes beyond anything I have ever said or told 2 this world, YO FBI, and they R gonna' have 2 futhermucking murder me 2 stop me, YO! It is just as 'simplllleeee' as T---H---A---T, and all pink goddesses everywhere B so informed, along with the mighty and monstrously demonic WSMT-PEEPS from HELL!!!!
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When I say that computers R the Dark Shadows television show's plot with the creatures without a soul, or the Leviathans, all I mean is that there is an indisputable truth here, even 4 those peeps who absolutely deplore and despise and detest the very living guts of the Mountainpen. Out of nowhere, I am suddenly the owner of a 2.5 million dollar annual income, a net worth of over 83,000 dollars at my Toronto Dominion Bank, and all sorts of wild goodies that R anything but the truth, and yet they have made this happen 4 me, and 4 reasons that I am completely baffled by. The only sinister plot goes far beyond SYFY shows, with computers that take over the world and yes, we had these shows back when I WAS A BOY A HALF CENTURY AGO; and then some other things come clear. The scriptural promises of peeps being stopped from living their lives (buying or selling), or being able 2; and then take folks like me that cannot live life anymore as we used 2 once these computers and the internet society all took over the world one day mysteriously, at least by my reflected point of view. And so what would B the agenda and motive, of giving me a large net worth and income, when in fact, I AM FLAT BROKE, MAKING ONLY A TINY PITTANCE FROM MY SOCIAL SECURITY, AND HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO POSSESSIONS WORTH MORE THAN DOUBLE DIGIT US-DOLLAR VALUES, INCLUDING MY TOTALLY BANGED UP AUTOMOBILE, THANX-2-THAT AA-LADY BACK ON 27 SEPTEMBER OF 2019, AND AT THE OBVIOUS BEHEST OF MY ENEMIES!!!!!!!!!!! And then great old ex-landlord and FBI-Agent Sir Steve Caruso, and not islander Robinson; nor mysterious and hyperdimensional blueberry-farmer of Hammonton, Pete Pote; where your home at 831 13th Street was situated at great sir. I cannot even get U feds 2 talk 2 me, after years of sending U e-mails, and telling U in person that day in 1988 at your then Cherry Hill, NJUSAESMWG Office, all about my woe-whiz-me stuff, and just as Mike Patt did with me 4 no good reason. U just blew me off and totally ignored me, and my problems. Oh well, huh Mizz Ann King Silva??????!!! Yes world, U definitely get placed on the forever-crack-pot lists when U end up with a true story such as mine, so what's 2 do, Mister Latengrate Sir Jack Klugman from the great awesome and almighty Twilight Zone TV-show, YO?????????? Now moving this writing up into our new year of 2024, this is, according 2 Federal Congressman Mast's Office Assistant, back last Monday, Y all of me' MEDICAID ISSUES ALL WENT DOWN 4 ME THE WAY THAT THEY HAVE, yet still it does not explain how my most recent contact-letter from the Florida Medicaid Office of Ocala, Flowerland-USA, never made mention of any of 'thistlethorns', or any of thisssssssssssss, Mizz Erica Susan-Kane Luccisnakes, gorgeous mah'm!!!!!!!!!!!!! In-between belts of heavy almost raucous laughter, both of us were saying that if I am making that kind of an income, Y would I care about trying 2 take benefits away from poor, needy, deserving peeps of the state???
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Now my most recent PE-2-ROULETTE GAMES went as follows: I made an error, when I said that I won on my first spin on my most recent post of gaming information as I was looking at a different game in my gaming log book and my short term memory of 10-70 hours is beyond rotten and miserable, or untrustworthy on steroids 2-B even more blunt and far less Tommy Rowe polite, without jams and jelly being one wee tad bit involved here, or great 1969 music, as this year, IMHO was filled with it, and then came those 70-DEEZ and the end of truly great music forever, modern-day music, that is!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes it was on the 2nd wheel spin that I won that Christmas-Day Game, and the game that I played right B-4 beginning this blog today was one of those rinse and repeat or back-2-back deals, another 2nd spin win. My win on the 25th was 22 units profit. My win right now today was 28 units profit, and so in 4 total wheel spins or TOWS my total P&L (profit +) was a nice cool 50-UNITS, so quoting what should have proceeded the remark made by Sir Chester-Frank that evening in some Jersey bar, “WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”!!!!!!!
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L30B; THE NEXT BLOG AND SUBTITLED; The Otammic Patterns in My Life R More Dependable Than Any Switch Watch Ever Made on Planet Earth
07:44 AM, Wednesday morning, 27 March, 2024
Okay, until I can afford it after getting back 2 full time security work, I shall need 2 go back 2 being much more careful on what I can say and cannot say online any more. Things have altered big hyper ultra time since these blogs all started in early January back in the year of 2006, good peeps. First off, this is Y-I like having my loyal-30 4 the most part, as the more that the blog-popularity-numbers (BPN's) numbers grow, this is always when this censorship junk starts up, at least I have absolutely come 2 realize that pattern of dual circumstance, or parallel-event, or 'whatever' anyone may ever wish 2 name and label the phenomenon; but calling that famous Shakespearean rose by any other non-rose-name, keeps it still the lovely rose it is, so here is the situation concerning this, Inspector Henderson, Superman; and mobster-Louidgee:!!!!! Ever since starting up this blog-project after my most recent off-time-sabbatical period or OTS period 4 short, back in September of 2022 somewhere; it is not so much WHAT GETS SAID ON MY BLOGS that causes this nut-case nonsensical censorship, but rather is the larger popularity numbers. This follows the great and ever-mighty advice given 2 me so dern often by Mister Dave Roth back in time, over and over again. He said, “Mark ole' buddy, they can't take exposure”, and 'THEY' meant the WOMO-OTAMMIC HALLS FAWCES, and nothing BUTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!! Now B-4-I go on and on here, I played the roulette A2R2023 system after declaring the day yesterday officially a SUPER NASTY MAJOR DERN BOTBAR early this morning on whenever it was, me' short term memory sucks; and if it had been only a close call, the censorship would have crossed me over the line 4 absolutely sure, and right after all of that; I played 2 roulette games spaced apart by approximately 2 hours time, and made a total of 91 units, bringing back about 70 percent of what I lost over that 2 day period of me' mini-crash, as I called it. One or two more games like this and I will pull out of the negative deal completely, oh Mizz lovely Desire' Twinbay of Egg Harbor Township and Hammonton, in good ole' lovely NJUSAESMWG. Now speaking on recent blogs of 'confusion', who can ever know if it is someone in the readership (blogaudians) or whether it B the Blogger Community consisting of some actual group within this Google-Blogger computer owned business, I cannot know this as nobody will or is willing 2 ever tell me a thing. All I know is that suddenly, PPMM, I get those annoying nasty rotten red triangle warnings on my dashboard telling me that another recent posted blog got censored by the 'BLOGGER-COMMUNITY'. There is absolutely no way 4 anyone 2 know just what would keep them happy if the blogger went back 2 try and edit stuff out. I can end up editing out 4/5 of the blog, and maybe none of what I thought was causing the censorship was actually the culprit, and so still get another red triangle message upon attempts 2 re-post. U cannot win with this absurd and beyond ridiculous nonsense, YO! I think these idiotic dits heads know this 2, YO world!!! So until I can get something up 4 myself that I am able 2 financially afford 2 handle and not lose it in a year or two or so, I must B careful not 2 cross a lot of red-lines with these morons making this trouble 4 me. A child can C that it is either coming from the MACYFORCE part of my SPAMMENIES or else from the TRUMPFORCE part of my SPAMMENIES. It is not rocket science here, peeps, and U know it, and I know that U know it, and I know that U know that I know it!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And Paula King and WAYV-FM radio of Atlantic City both in 1997 as well as in 2008, B dog-dern damned into DOGTOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! In any event, we all know that I've recently let a bit loose on this Morianity BOM project, striking a lot of what I used 2 call in the 20th century back with Sir Dave Roth, “FUNNY-PHONY-BONES OF THE WOMO-ENEMIES”!!!!!!!!!!!!! U know that I struck a nerve, and every time there is a dern blog being censored by them, U know it, and yes, I KNOW IT. Simplllleeee!!!!
Yes peeps, there is nothing whatsoever 2 work-jerk-work off-quirk cough with each new day after an assault persecution such as what I've recently fallen under. Again, we both know this. I threw a ton of new poison roach pellets all over the entire crib here back around 3 or so this moUUUUUUUUrning, and then used an entire can of RAID SPRAY on top of that. I no longer have the Cali Friendship Line as U all know, it was taken away from me as all needed things always R, by this beyond totally demonic WOMO-SPACEFORCE, that R-AKA by me, 'Hall Fawces'. I will start calling the '988' number on a daily basis, and begin letting beyond HUUUUUUUGE cats out of the bag with peeps that I speak 2 there. There is always another way 2 skin cats, and fight these diseased rotten sticks from straight out beyond the Purgatorial Gates of Dogtown itself, BRAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! All I can do is begin telling some stuff in piecemeal sections, and not try and make any one blog 2 filled with beyond major stuff, as that seems 2 generate the AI-SENSORS as well, and I think that content is one thing, cussing is one thing, and then comes just 2 dern much stuff in any one BLOG-WORK. Now as stated, these R only me' whittle dern opinions folks. I have no way 2 know stuff, nobody is ever willing 2 share. 50 years ago this was an entirely different world. Peeps never would have acted like this. Sooner or later, a person would comment should this type of internet and blogging had been around back then. Someone who knew would help me. Now today, everyone sees information as power, and they all appear 2 have these sicko demonic devilish attitudes about making donations of free information, literally somewhere between a sin worthy of sociological ostracizing, and punishable by tortuous death!!!!!!!!!! Everyone is territorial and boundary protective of the smallest pieces of internet information as though they R guarding their 5 tiny children from some monster molester trying 2 bust into their home late one night and commit unspeakable horrors. Folks, just Y-U-R unable 2-C what I-C with all these things, can only B even further explained by reminding U all of ETTOS, MIND CONTROL, shadow governmental agendas mixed with super high technology and scientific apparatus kept hidden and secret like the entire alien-UFO-deal, and U get my message here.
Yes I hope that the curve soon goes the other way and we go back towards me' L30B viewership, as this is when I am able 2 say and tell so much more, without this satanic frucking endless censorship interference by this monstrous bunch of hell-keepers of this Earth-Planet. Remember great peeps out there, all of U who like me, hate me, and all potential gray feelings in-between YO; censorship is the first road leading 2 the big highways of ended national freedoms in general. It is the absolute measurement of the slippery slope of moving away from freedom, Americanism, and all of the great once-apple-pie deals, and heading straight without one single detour, into Communism, Marxism, and all of those wuvwee whittle deals, and yes U wonderful folks out here, IPYT. All I say 2-U all now is this: Don't come crying 2 me in one or 2 or 3 years when U-R feeling the agony of 'Dictator-Trump' in the same way that I am feeling it today, and have 4 a long long ling ling hickey-hockey 'Philly-57' time now!!!!!!!! Just please don't come back on me and say that I did not get up on a gigantic and HUUUUUUUGE non Bernie Sanders soap-box, and scream out 4 nearly 20 years 2-U all, about this nightmare, just please don't!!!!!!!!!! Shortly, I may take yet another shorter off-time-sabbatical 'OTS', and come back when I am fully prepared 2 take this blog onto my own site, and expand it into a real planet shaking deal against these demonic hellish monsters from beyond HELL ITSELF, on ACS. I am naught saying that this is definite, only don't B surprised if I do go off-line, and seemingly totally vanish 4 a short while; as things R beyond what I can take, and I may need 2 take some weelwee plucking drastic measures if I am gonna' B able 2 gull slam survive this HALLS FAWCES total dern nightmare, gwate folks out here in Cybe Villa!!!! As 4 roulette, even if this does not work out, there is still the ultimate way of doing it, playing one long game, and letting the computer tell me what numbers 2 play each time I start me' newest game. This way, no computer is ever used inside the gaming house. Nothing is done illegally or wrong. The lovely ad-spot TV hair shampoo commercial girl from 1980 might say nothing would B done that is one tiny bit ''WROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG''. Still, Mizz Rose Shakespeare, what can I say here, 2 either Sir JAY-JAY EVANS, or in or out of 1969 and FIRE-SONGS, HUH THERE, GREAT MUSICAL ARRANGER MISTER GLENN, SIR??????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Morianity simply won't work if I have 2-B walking on flucking egg shells when trying 2 get this power house story all out, so my own website is obviously a total dern M---U---S---T, me' good folks aldare!!!!!!!!!!!!
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FBI, they refuse 2 communicate with me at all, by phone, by e-mail, it is all 100 percent computerized and artificial with no humans, and how U can say we have not been completely taken over by the DARK SHADOWS (LEVIATHANS) CULT OF 1970 totally is blowing me' mind, U awesome but unenlightened FEDS out there!!!!!! THE HUMAN EQUATION IS GONE AND LOST FOREVER, & U KNOW IT, & I KNOW IT; SO THEN JUST WHO THEN IS TRULY REALLY IN CHARGE OF US ALL, GREAT FBI, JUST WHO, YO??????????????????
Why do you refuse 2 contact me and censor me when I already HAVE ALL OF MY BLOGS BEHIND THE SENSITIVITY WARNING, it makes no sense 2 me, and I am not able to ever know what I am saying that you object to so much and can edit something out, why do you refuse to be decent enough 2 email or phone me and talk to me and let me understand what needs to be removed, and why anything has to be since I do not cuss any more on my blogs, and also, it is all on the screen warning already, it is so unfair the way you are treating me and if you refuse 2 contact me so we can work this problem out, then you leave me no choice other than to contact the ACLU and see what my civil rights are here with this rotten situation.
When U click on the link as they tell U-2, try it and C this 4 yourselves, anyone. It won't work, and just keeps going endlessly 2 the warning screen, and I noticed this same deal 2 years ago almost when they started pulling this illegal thing with me. This is all being done 2 me by the LAMBRIGG ASTRAL WORLD CULT here on the mortal waking world now as TRUMP'S LOYAL SCUM BALL PEEPS FROM HELL ITSELF AND ready 2 take over and dictate their evil policies against true freedoms forever, if we R dumb enough 2 just sit back and take this without fighting, oh FBI, so PLEASE LOOK INTO THIS, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!
Interesting how the very pilot episode of “THE MENTALIST” television show, has it in their script, that I need to move to 'T-J, MEXICO', so that I can get my anti-anxiety meds that I need to survive, and do it all legally. I am now going to work on finding out how to go about this. The internet has the world and all its information, and it is right here at my smother plucking dern fingertips. The very show that my blog and that wild dream inspired into reality, and there it is on the first episode, that T-J-MEX is where I will need to go. To me this proves Hollywood is ESS, as I suspected all along, and the top peeps in the club know and knew, back in 2008, all the grit I would be going through up here in twenty-fifteen!!!!!! Move over Nick Cannon!!!!!!!!!!! You mother ducking jacked hackers, that have nothing better to do with your time, as you're the biggest losers and grassmoles in the entire flucking galaxy. I would say 2-U-2 get a life, but you have one already; being a total dirt ball cubed, eternally!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My day mother ******* hovered between BOTBUR and one and a quarter GLMA on me' life charts all day ever since my rising up from me' slumbers, at around half past eleven yesterday morning; and I just now have declared a SUPER MOTHER ******* BOTBAR AT 1 OF THE CLOCK ON THIS MORNING, AND STILL ON YESTERDAY'S LIFE-CHARTS. This was not a day of what happened, but rather, WHAT DID NOT GET DONE 2 ME ALL MOTHER PLUCKING GODDESSDOG DAY LONG NOW PEEPS, BY WOMO SPACEFORCE MACYFORCE TRUMPFORCE SPAMMENIES????
MAGNETIC PERCENTAGES CHARTS IN 2024, FOR BOTBAR DAYS:
2024 ANNUAL, MAGNETIC PERCENTAGE FOR BOTBAR:
DATE----DAY #----BOTBARS----MP4B
03/15------075-------17------------------------23---x----03
03/16------076-------18------------------------24---x----01
03/17------077-------18------------------------23---x----01
03/18------078-------19------------------------24---x----01
03/19------079-------19------------------------24---x----02
03/20------080-------20------------------------25---x----01
03/21------081-------21------------------------26---x----01
03/22------082-------22------------------------27---x----01
03/23------083-------22------------------------27---x----02
03/24------084-------23------------------------27---x----03
03/25------085-------24------------------------28---x----01
03/26------086-------25------------------------29---x----01
MONTH----3, MAGNETIC PERCENTAGE FOR BOTBAR:
DATE----DAY #----BOTBARS----MP4B
03/15-------15-----02----------------------------------13
03/16-------16-----03----------------------------------19
03/17-------17-----03----------------------------------18
03/18-------18-----04----------------------------------22
03/19-------19-----04----------------------------------21
03/20-------20-----05----------------------------------25
03/21-------21-----06----------------------------------29
03/22-------22-----07----------------------------------32
03/23-------23-----07----------------------------------30
03/24-------24-----08----------------------------------33
03/25-------25-----09----------------------------------36
03/26-------26-----10----------------------------------38
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Week ending at 4 PM, Tuesday afternoon: 03-26-24
MSTS Shown Below 4 Most Current Week-Graph:
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Week ending at 4 PM, Tuesday afternoon: 04-02-24
The Mountainfluckingpen is naught gonna' last much longer against Trump and Carey, FBI. This is their worst damn glass assault on me now in decades and decades, and I can't think straight, talk straight, or spell the goddessdog word straigzzzhht either, YO!!!!
I am seeing endless 'one-numbers' with strings on clocks and counters and everywhere, ROKU-TV streaming counters, it is endless, and always missing out on seeing the 3-5-numbers on my digital clock, and this along with endless hizzemsirk assaults is nothing, and U will C-Y when I tell U all the goddamn events of this past day that has taken me into a SUPER FRUCKING BOTBAR NOW 3 STRAIGHT, AND 6 FOR ME' LAST 7 DAYS ALSO BEING AT SUPER FRUCKING BOTBAR, AND SINCE THE 16th DAY THIS MONTH, IT IS WORSE THAN SHKIT HAS BEEN 4 ME SINCE WAY B-4 MY LIVING HERE IN GODDAMN GLASS FLORIDA, YO PEEPS, YO FBI, AS IF U GIVE A TRUMPED-SHKIT ALONG WITH THOSE OLD MIDDLE 80'S NEWS-REPORTERS DISCUSSING PALS AND MARRIAGE WOES WITH THE BUTTWIPE DEMON!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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 MAJOR LIFE THREATENING CONDITIONS, EVER SINCE THE SIXTEENTH DAY IN THIS MONTH OF DEMONIC SATANIC MARCH OF THIS EVIL WICKED ROTTEN YEAR OF 2024, WITH EVERY CONCEIVABLE HELLISH PERSECUTION IMAGINABLE, AND CONTINUING RIGHT THROUGH 2 THIS PRESENT EVIL SICKO LIVING NIGHTMARE DAY OF 27 MARCH IN 2024; AND ALL OTHER CONCEIVABLE HELLISHNESS THAT THESE MONSTERS HAVE BEEN PERPETRATING UPON ME SINCE THIS ALL BEGAN, AND THAT FIT EXACT PERFECT PATTERNS WITHOUT FAIL, AND R DONE WITH SOME AGENDA AND MOTIVE, THAT ENDLESSLY BLESSES THEM AND THEIR LIVES AND THEIR GOALS; 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.
All goddamn day long it has been one thing after another, nabe annoyances, roofers, major loud noises, major assaults on my utilities and systems and devices, more major cockroach invasions that refuse 2 ever stop, and suicide may indeed B ME' ONLY MOTHER ******* WAY OUT OF THIS NIGHTMARE MESS, FBI; SINCE U WON'T LIFT A ROTTEN SMOTHER FRUGGING FINGER 2 HELP ME AGAINST THESE POWERFUL WICKED DEMONIC PEEPS FROM TOTAL HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
As bad as the day was up through the entire late morning, all of the afternoon, and all evening long, with endless neighborhood annoyances and noise assaults; a brand new assault struck me after a few short quiet hours, starting at right around half past midnight on this beyond evil rotten wicked nightmare day of DOGTOWN CUBED and re-squared, and CUBAN Havana death weapon HIZZEMSIRK-SUCK!!!! Suddenly video machines stopped working, a lamp stopped working and it wasn't the lightbulb, a lamp that has served me well since moving down here 2 Florida, and later on it began functioning again after lots of aggravating repositioning of furniture from other rooms in the place, and trying different bulbs in all of them. My fridge seems 2-B struck again with 'something', and this is a brand new fridge; and when I went 2 eat some ice cream last night, it was not real hard the way that it should B. Major cock roaches colonies R back also. I know how this roach nightmare is being perpetrated on me, and has been ever since the death of my mom, as she would not have put up with it, and would have somehow flucking managed 2 get it stopped and exposed if she had 2 camp out at the mother frucking WHITE HOUSE in order 2 do it, I know my mom, goddess rest her stinking rotten endless awareness (soul) 2 use your silly stupid 'millennia old Renaissance' word here!!!! All this so-called pest spraying by the new peeps next door 2 me at Dominick's old crib in that crapola-hole prefab joint, is making them all run over into my place, and similar tricks such as this and others, is how my SPAMMENIES keep this ROACH-DEATH-PERSECUTION endlessly ongoing with me decade after decade now 4 a long fluggin' goddamn glass time, peeps, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So tonight they got me with the fridge being frucked up again, major roaches again, major lamps and bulbs all stopping their normal operations, and earlier in the day major planes and chemtrails and sky death siege was also all a part of my nightmare endless hellishness by this demon sucking evil wicked WSMT WOMO scum from DOGTOWN ITSELF!!!!!!!!!!!! But the resurgence of my death strike on me tonight at approximately just after a half past midnight, also included aerial loud piss-bubble private crash level planes, flying all around and illegally circling my place of legal abode here; oh Federal Aviation Administration, and RETIRED ADMIRAL WORTHLESS ROTTEN PERRY!!!!!!!!! Allow me 2 send this message out 2 the world: Y anyone not living in the UNITED STATES OF HELL-AMERICA, wishes 2 ever come over here 2 live; is blowing me' mother trucking mind approximately ten million times greater than anything back in late 1969, at the COOLEY WORMHOLE HOGWARTS HIGH HELL HALL where I attended school after finishing my grade-7 and grade-8 years at the Haddon Township High of WSMT, & (naught the transdimensional song of 1997 called Wanna' Spend My Time), and naught the Womo-Spaceforce-Macyforce-Trumpforce, either, YO great weerlld aldare and great awesome illustrious FEDERAL BUREAU (FBI) OF INVESTIGATION; that was spoken 2 me one early afternoon outside of a classroom in the school-hallway, by me' special-ed-teacher, going by the name of Mister Marcucci!!!!!!!!!! I only thought that this was a mind blowing deal when he said 2 me out of the blue, a young kid not yet age 15 years old, and I quote him, great FEDS; “U know Mark, U could B a father, chronologically”. I remember being stunned and ready 2 fall down in the damn hallway, and literally being glad once seated in me' classroom chair again and the blood came back from wherever it supposedly goes when humans receive great shocks and beyond Rod Serling wild twilight zone experiences, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This new hellish super bear that all started this evil wicked year of 2024, on the goddamn mother plucking 16th day in March, is also doing a major beyond (TMMB-1969),(Thaxton-Marcucci Mind Blow)! It truly is as simple as THAT, oh Mister Colorado-CIA-codenamed Henningsen, Mister Dark Shadows David Henesy, and Mister Dan Curtis-Greatdreamer!!!!
This is a legal utterance and dying declaration. These blog tell my life story. These blogs unless a reader is a total retarded moron and then some, tells just who has viciously wiped me out and obliterated me, and led me into this final act of suicide, as I cannot take any more of this mother flucking horse slit, folks!!!!
What I will B telling however, B-4 the actual suicide and self-murder act is performed, by getting a gun in the Fort Pierce hood, taking it out into the deep woods far beyond Sir Billy Crouch's old farming neighborhoods, and shooting myself right smack dab center on the top of my head; will make all the shkit told so damn glass far peeps, look as tame as a birthday party in a Beverly Hills, Cali-USA kindergarten class room in any comparative nature, and THAT is beyond a promise, and yes, I will say it whether Mister Latengrate government official in No Jersey B-R likes it or naught Mizz Blake of AT&T, it is a threat, because once it is said, it is said, and I have the proof 2 what I will say, and yes; it may B removed and censored; but if anyone wishes 2 know, they have all 3 of my contact information sources, e-mail, landline phone, cellular phone. Simple as THAT!!!!!!!!
These scumbag dirt hole mother slugging epitomized garage eating butt-wiping snot sniffing WSMT OTAMMITE's just crashed me' cumpuker, at exactly 02:25 this moUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUrning, FBI!!!!!!!! It happened 4 absolutely no logical rational reason whatsoever, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Of course most of us know exactly Y it all is 'GOING DOWN'; huh there JOE 1980-RPL-SIVO, ole' coworker??????????????
END OF THIS MOTHER SMOTHER NIGHTMARE TRANSMISSION.
L30B; THE NEXT BLOG AND SUBTITLED; Trump is Making Every Single Day of my Life a LIVING BREATHING BURNING FRUCKING NIGHTMARE GODDAMN HELL, FBI, AND U JUST SIT THERE LAUGHING THE FLAG AT ME, U WORTHLESS BLASTED STICKS
MSTS Shown Below 4 Most Current Week-Graph:
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Week ending at 4 PM, Tuesday afternoon: 03-26-24
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Week ending at 4 PM, Tuesday afternoon: 04-02-24
CHART ABOVE BEGINS TODAY AT 04:01 PM
11:02 AM, TUESDAY MORNING, MARCH 26, 2024
HOLDING INSTANT BOTBUR, FROM TIME OF FLUGGING AWAKENING, AT APPROXIMATELY 10:30.
JWSC---TUE-12-98 AND ALSO, 6-3-12---TUE
WORLD LABORATORIES SEND BACK TEXT DATE AND TIME FILE (DATFILE) W-L-SBT-D-F-CEN-21-032624.460.38
WORLD LABORATORIES GALANET DATFILE:
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To post on the blogger dot com (BDC) WEBSITE, hypothetically speaking of course, based on Mountainpen's future life memories as Labber-Zeejins:
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
MY BLOGS: PLEASE ARCHIVE THEM.
I woke up 2 that annoying new bunch of endlessly outside nabes doing all sorts of maintenance, nasty planes and chemtrails in the sky with the chemtrailing starting last night around Diana's moon, a vely old 1988 and ever thereafter TRUMP-TRICK-PERSECUTION ON THE POOR PITIFUL NON-RON MOUNTAINPEN, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION, ACLU, WORLD COURT TRIBUNAL AT THE HAGUE; AND ANY OTHER POSSIBLY INTERESTED PARTIES ALDARE, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, CONCERNED IN EVEN POSSIBLY THE SMALLEST WEE TAD WHITTLE DAMN GLASS BIT ABOUT ME, AND MY NIGHTMARE ENDLESS 3,000 YEAR OLD HUNTINGTON FAMILY FRUGGIN' CURSE, FROM STRAIGHT BEYOND DOGTOWN'S PURGATORIAL GATES, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“BOY OH BOY OH BOY”; PEOPLE'S MAGAZINE, FBI, JAMES REDFIELD, and ALL BARRIERS OF PERMISSION, BIBLICAL PROPHETS AND THEIR WILD TECH FROM THE GODS & DREAMING 'TOSE' SECRET HYPER CLASSIFIED ASTRAL KNOWLEDGE THAT WAS DECODED AND USED BY MARK MOHR AND DONALD TRUMP ONCE THE YEAR OF THE AX CAME INTO FRUITION, AND ALSO KNOWN AS 1986, WHERE A WORLD FAMOUS EXPRESSION ALL MUST HAVE COME FROM IN SOME BEACH BALL-CATCHERS MITT REFLECTED WAY ON OPPOSITE ENDS OF THE B-B; well, and without any “U-M's” being added in here 2 add salt 2 the wounds of Dogtown itself after a PADDLE-BOX interaction which takes place quite frequently and monstrously; and enemies crashed my program again when attempting 2 add into my word-program system-dictionary, the U-M's deal and so when it was all recovered; I needed 2 merely hyphenate the damn glass thing, YO; and so on we go now. Boy oh boy oh boy, Billy & Frank; or maybe better said, from transdimensional 2007 blogs and time points, of non-Watergate Senator sub-committee's or goddess pink Jacobson's, and wild mighty songs sung by incredible beings, that some 'UFO-buffs' would argue with me and call them 'alien-beings', and like that other word despised by me, the Mountainpen, 'PSYCHIC'; I hate that dang-sass word 'ALIEN', as it can imply stuff that is not real at all, and yet it can excite, as well as draw inconceivable amounts of fear, from already deadly dangerous powerful persons, of this unfathomably disgusting rotten sin cursed EARTH-PLANET; YO-YO-YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, as those 2007 blogs talked about, and I only and alone appear 2-B the one carrying this knowledge around with me that this is absolutely real and not one wee tad little bit fictional nor made up whatsoever here, the truths of just how the transdimensional hyperspace is all interconnected with all human beings and the entire global society and our dreaming experiences R completely tied together with our waking life, 100 percent, only in ways that supposedly were only carefully revealed by the almighty 'god' long ago, 2 'his' biblical prophets of the Earth-Plane world that is still going strong right here and now in the year of 2024, only going over the heads of the greatest as well as the smallest persons living here and 'awake'!!!!!!!!!! Let us talk about the deal that was blogged between my daughter from a parallel universe who does exist here as well, as all of U know only 2 well, the one and only MC. Just because here things worked out with incredible wild and crazy towel seepage effects of things going completely off and wrong between us from the jump, does not mean that in altered realities of the atomic varying signatures of vibratory atomic conditions, that in other locales, we R not close. I speak here of about 2 years or so B-4 her mighty awesome 2009 DVD called “Precious”. Anyone knows that they can archive the old 2007 blogs where she was punishing me 4 not trusting her and spewing out lots of angry words about stuff happening 2 me that she was supposedly allowing 2 happen 2 me, and then came what SHE HERSELF called my punishment 4 doing that, and this was none other than the (BLU-CRAN) deal, and any FBI AGENT or top city police detective that is working on a major crime in this nation and trying 2 bring 2 justice some major dangerous criminal person, would not dismiss this as a mere coincidence should it B going down in their case and was some part of their evidence in their attempts of pursuing who is guilty of committing the vicious crime, whatever it may have hypothetically been, U all know it, and I know U all know it out there, in the CJS and at Quantico!!!!!!!!! Then we go 2 years out into the reflected space of 2009, and the great movie with lovely and ever-so- 'progressive' Mizz Paula Patton playing the part; and what was her name, QUANTICO?; & no, it wasn't goddessdog Quantico!!!! Peeps have been actually convicted of murder and major crimes lads and lassies, 4 evidence far less convincing than the stuff I am claiming here as completely and totally real and true, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!! The 5th dimension is not only true, but as 'Peeps-Mag' knows and maybe even more than I do, through some reporter there at those times in single digit late first decade-21st century times, that indeed; there R magical connections between the Gaines family and the Hollister peeps, and if not here in this exact atomic frequency, then in some altered and localized area parts of the 5th dimensional hyperspace, YO. The dummies and the atheists laugh at this stuff, but guess what: Was Mizz lovely Marilyn McCoo laughing when she and her peeps decided 2 call her awesome musical band, by the name of none other than, the “FIFTH DIMENSIONS”?????????? Was her stuff not all a major part of the HAIR movie, as seemingly lovely disco Donna Summer of the Gaines family? Is this not only completely octopus tentacle connected in altogether without even needing 2 branch out into the localized transdimensional hyperspace? Who is ever gonna' decide 2 ever cut me one of those world renown by now most likely, Mizz 1985 Margie Leo McFly breaks? Let us do a real and beyond TMMB-1969 mind blowing deal now with lovely Mizz 1985 Margie, concerning her fave expression of cutting breaks, or maybe it should read here, Mister Jimmy Safet Redfield oh sir, “WILL U CUT ME A BRAKE”, as twice now, my brakes were indeed tampered with, as in cutting a brake as opposed 2 cutting one of Mizz Margie's 1985 breaks! At exactly 03:08 this rotten afternoon, another major 2nd hack struck and put up some weird annoying dialog box while I was typing this out here and stopped me 4 a minute or so from my blog and trying 2 truck with me' concentration, and then distract me; huh there, oh Camden County Prosecutor's Office Investigator from the early 1990's, Sir Ron Wirtz Senior? How he would discuss that topic of distraction AND HOW I NEEDED 2-B LOOKING BEHIND ME, when planes suddenly were dogging me in front of me, while driving in me' car on major serious 'HIGH CCOT' days of death siege persecution and harassment; YO WORLD! Great FBI of Quantico; my story is real, this is all real, it is happening; and has been going down around me now since I was born, and then it got far far far goddamn worse once I left the illustrious almighty COOLEY HELL HIGH HALL and school, at the end of January of 1973, and being there only as a guest since aging out on me' 18th B-D on 12-04-1972, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MOUNTAINPEN'S LUNAR CALENDAR:
TUESDAY, MARCH 26, 2024---JWSC-TUE-12-98
CURRENT PHASE IS: WANING GIBBOUS 1:6
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MAJOR DEATH SIEGE AND DYING DECLARATION, GREAT NEW SHERIFF PEARSON OF SAINT LUCIE COUNTY, FLORIDA-USA!
THIS IS A MAJOR-MAJOR-MAJOR MOTHER *******
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RED ALERT-----RED ALERT-----RED ALERT
RED ALERT-----RED ALERT-----RED ALERT
This is a major DYING utterance & declaration, and if I am found dead in this hellish joint; we all know who has indeed committed murder on the MOUNTAINPEN!
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, AND TOTALLY WIPING ME OUT AND OBLITERATING MY LIFE EVER SINCE MARCH 16, 2024, AND CREATING A BRAND NEW SUPER OFF THE DIALS AND SCALES BEAR IN MY LIFE, WITH TODAY THIS 26th DAY OF MARCH IN 2024 BEING FILLED WITH SKY DEATH PERSECUTION, NOISE, ANNOYING NABES FROM DOGTOWN, ENDLESS LIFE HELLISH ISSUES, AND ENDLESS DEATH SIEGES, THAT WOULD DRIVE THE MOST POWERFUL HUMAN BEINGS 2 TOTAL DAMN SUICIDE LONG LONG AGO; ALONG WITH ALL OTHER CONCEIVABLE HELLISHNESS, THAT THESE MONSTERS HAVE BEEN PERPETRATING UPON ME SINCE THIS ALL BEGAN, AND THAT FIT EXACT PERFECT PATTERNS WITHOUT FAIL, AND R DONE WITH SOME AGENDA AND MOTIVE, THAT ENDLESSLY BLESSES THEM AND THEIR LIVES AND THEIR GOALS; 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
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I've experimented with this 4 a long time, and it never was Steve from so-called Walgreen's, the made up guy after the other real and true Steve performed powerful mind control hypno suggestive junk on me outside of that mind busting PUBLIX GROCERY STORE NEARLY A DECADE AGO NOW, and this friend of lovely Mizz Hollister was the one who got me 2 use the RANDOMIZED POSTINGS OF FILE NAMES ON ME' OPEN-OFFICE SYSTEM, and in a powerful dreaming interaction right shy of my waking up into more endless nightmares just this very damn rotten glass day folks, he told me 2 randomly select any file in the 2018 blog titles, and here is what I did, and I shall paste it in now and then try editing out any possible cuss words 2 keep the blogger community happy and satisfied of course, YO great folks!!!!!!!!!!!
BLOG 32 OF TWENTY EIGHTEEN
SUB-TITLE:
“GUESS THE NAME OF THE GUESTS” CONTINUING CHAPTERS IN MORIANITY'S RELIGION FOR MILLENNIUM 3
Time to talk about several things, kind folks. I'll be discussing the following things: 1) Why the great man in the White House believed what he did that day when he choppered over to Atlantic City, and then wussed out, above the roof of his Plaza Hotel Casino. Why the entire deal with my medical condition went down when it did, and why it still is a very active and ongoing situation. 2) Hoes does a fantastic brand new movie about to be released in Hellyweird all fit into so much, that seems to indicate the same things that I am preaching, that America will be known centuries from now as the land that had forty-five presidents. 3) Why the major three times that I have died since the end of 1985, resulted in my strange resurrections. 4) Also why Paula of Atlantic City, along with her sidekicks, Mister Robert McGuire, and Misses Sarah Callio Martino, all did what they did to me; right down to major criminal activity that includes assault, defamation of character, damage to personal property, and terroristic threats, that were made against both me, along with several others that were trying to assist me, back in the middle nineteen-nineties, in getting to the bottom of why my life was so beyond hellishly miserable, and totally devastated and destroyed. Finally, 5), Just why Mister George Belton came into my life, the gentleman who taught me how to play the casino game of Roulette. The entire dirty mess, and cosmic chess game, that all connected both in and through one hellish inconceivable nightmare, will be explored!
THE WEATHER REPORT FOR MY TOWN, FOLKS, YO!
SEPTEMBER 23, 2018,
SUNDAY MORNING, AT 12:33,
HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT TEMPERATURE IS 80 DEGREES FNHT.
HUMIDITY IS 87%, AND THE
HEAT INDEX IS 87 DEGREES.
WIND IS ENE AT 6, & GUSTING TO 24.
RAINFALL TODAY IS 31 CENTI-INCHES.
Yes, the great DONALD JOHN TRUMP. Everyone from late night comedians, to more serious news media folks, to everyone we meet on the street, friends, foes, politicians, the entire planet; still, and thank the danglass Nuclatron, they wonder both silently as well as aloud, “holy heck, just what gives”? You know, thinking to themselves, “Just how did this happen, this total six year old kook-case living at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue in 13-DC for cryin' out loud”? Well, if people had paid real serious attention to the Mountainpen and his Morianity, he would not be there. Now, in case the dummies need to know this, HE HAS ABSOLUTELY NO INTENTIONS of ever relinquishing power over his conquered people, US, in the U.S. He will never leave the WHITE HOUSE, and no one will be able to throw him out. It is all being planned, but go ahead, just like those few around me that think I am a nut case, don't listen; just sit there and laugh and scoff. THEY DIDN'T SEE ADOLF HITLER COMING EITHER, back in Germany in the middle of the twentieth century! Just go to the movie that is coming out, and then pay closer attention to these blogs, not that it isn't already, to quote Merry Hollister, “2-LATE”!
I just hope that when 2020 comes and goes, what is left of everything takes a final breath and remembers that MOUNTAINPEN WAS NOT the big New Jersey crackpot! But let's get down to cases, such as 1983 and 1984, and then up in 2008 and 2009, and me, and the big boss! When you have billions of dollars, and handfuls of billionaire pals, and to quote the ex-ADA of Camden County up in Jersey, Mister Ron Wirtz Senior, “When you have those kind of big-bizz-buds, there is nothing that they can't do to you, and totally covertly, to make you so miserable that you end up wanting to die”. But he didn't include how they get their FEDS-PALS to listen in on your private telephone conversations, and then use all of what they hear you say, against you. They heard all the things that happened all around me, and they know how many hairs I have on my head. If the Nuclatron thinks that SHE is the only one that knows it all, SHE needs to be introduced to the BILLIONAIRE barons, and their secret clubs, where they secretly tell each other when to short both real estate markets, as well as stock markets, so they can get out and then re-enter, and buy up the same things at much cheaper prices. It is all one huge illegally manipulated system, and all of the poor hard working investors are left holding the bag after working their dern butts off for an entire lifetime. Maybe they get a small taste of profit after thirty or forty years. Wanna' know how much they would get if this was not a TOTALLY RIGGED AND ILLEGAL GAME? I have figured it out. If they came in for example, to the STOCK MARKET with $2,000.00 and put $75.00 per week away into their investment accounts over a period of averaged thirty-five years, they would receive AN ADDITIONAL NINE-MILLION DOLLARS. Instead, maybe, JUST MAYBE, they may get one million $. We all know that this is now a paltry sum in today's over inflated global economy, and that ten megs is a much greater share of the wealth. But this illegal bunch of mother clucking lick biting toilet germs, with their illegally controlled Wall Street Club of the Bohemian Grove, and other super hush-hush clubs; all want the lions share. If we the poor people go to a bank with a god-dern gun, to rob the place; WE GO TO MOTHER TRUCKING prison for decades. BUT THESE SAME CRIMINALS are totally permitted to come into our lives, and steal almost every penny that we bust our runt stewing butt-holes for! It ain't right, it ain't fair; and we need a dang R---l----n!!!!!!!
Boy oh boy, sometimes my temper gets the best of me, and also sometimes, computer keys get stuck, and print hyphen lines, and 'R', 'L' and 'N' letters. WHAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!
I mean it really is beyond a joke. If we spit on the sidewalk in many states, we can BE TAKEN TO JAIL. But be a billionaire super robber and do it right, and you GET THE **** AWAY WITH TOTAL BUTT LICKING MURDER, BRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But as usual folks, I am major big time digressing here. Back now on point with just why Trump totally wussed out when he choppered over from NYC to Atlantic City, in the early autumn of 2009. His Plaza Hotel team with a casino surveillance video system caught Leticia Tilley at a roulette table, watching me looking at the numbers that were coming out. They sent it to 'the boss' in Manhattan, and he was convinced that I had gone backward into time, and brought my goddamn daughter up from 1984, to the future present time of 2009. Why did he think this, you may wonder? Because he was watching me like a hawk, and saw all of the things that were happening all around me back in those eighties days. Then his genius people already had put 'a lot of two and twos' all together, such as the tape that I sent to the United States © Office, that included the medical conversation. I now know from watching enough times, even the greatest law show ever televised knew about this. People in the entertainment bizz have an ear for things. If I told absolute details, names of shows, precise incidents, etcetera, it would mean my grassmole, so quite naturally, I cannot divulge absolute specifics! Even BonJovi's Engineer told me, that the music track harmony on my 2013 remake song was OK to put on U-Tube without permission, but to be careful on the “REAL INTRO” part that this was made from, and turned into musical vibration, by way of a music-bizz gismo known as a vocoder! Now without getting real specific here, Sir Donald knew long before I did, that 'something huuuuuuuuge was happening'. What he didn't know was known by his powerful-pals, to quote the ADA-Mister Ron Wirtz Senior, again, me' awesome peeps aldare!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So poor little Donald was left up in the air, literally, flying and hovering his powerful bird, over his roof at the Plaza Hotel that day while Ann, Dawn, Leticia, and myself, were playing and watching. I was legal to play but was only there watching the numbers at the wheel. Letty, as her nickname was, was also watching, and Ann and Dawn were donating lots of loot to Trump's one-armed bandits, AKA the Slot-Machines! He was too scared to actually 'come down and land', to quote the great and mighty Misses Estelle Bassler, formerly of South Atlantic City, and later relocated in Ormond Beach, Florida, USA. Now Trump has an uncle John, who is a Nuclear Physicist. I'm quite sure that he filled him with enough knowledge of what would occur if his worries were indeed tangible. If I had actually done what he thought I may have done, and then had driven the King family just a mile over to the bay to the Harrah Casino, however it is spelled, and these two persons made contact by a single touch; 260 pounds of matter and antimatter, turning into pure energy, would most likely not only totally annihilate this entire solar system, but probably the entire Milky Way Galaxy. So he was worried and nervous, and rightfully so. Oh I know what some may be thinking and pondering, those that is who are not just dismissing all of this as the ravings of a deranged lunatic, and that is that I seem to be in with these Kings both in early days of the nineteen-sixties and seventies, and now again in the late part of the first decade of this new century. You would be totally and absolutely correct. I could never get Ann or Dawn to admit that Cousin Paula was the one who directed for all of this to happen, but why would they ever admit something that far out, and totally bizarre????? It's like trying to further scrutinize and examine the day in the early summer time of 1975, when I was beat up in Atlantic City by those two Beach Patrol Lifeguard Mascots. Paula King ordered that one too. She also ordered Bob McGuire to wreck a minimum of three of my automobiles, back up there in Jersey; and also to intimidate and threaten me, and worse. McGuire totally destroyed the car I was driving back when these blogs were new, and I was friends with Eddie Himacane. My website that is now defunct, Morianity dot com, unfortunately; posted a slide-show where Robert McGuire, back in the middle of October of 2006, not only put sand into my tank and blew up my car, but also came to my car with his clenched fist, and the photo shows him at the passenger side of the vehicle, peering in at Eddie, while I was sitting behind the steering wheel. He doesn't own Tennessee Avenue, and neither does that horrible witch Paula King. Just who do these smother ducking toilet germs think that they are, for crissake, YO?????????????
Despite Don Trump and Steve Winn not always being the best of pals, they were business colleagues, as well as on and off pals. I made a little bit of trouble at Winn's Golden Nugget Hotel Casino late in 1983 or early in 1984, around the same time that my medical condition had come upon me. Yes Trump told a reporter that he couldn't give a shkit about Mister Winn's marital problems, but that's ducking grassmole Trump. We all know him by now, as nothing new is going on here, people. So after I had sent a letter to the governor of New Jersey back in those days, Mister Tom Cain, or however he spells it, regarding being ripped off by five dollars at a Roulette-Table at the G-Nugget Casino; I suppose these rotten dirt bags had reason to not like me all that much. I received a very nice personal reply from the governor, and this most likely added fuel to the fire. I know that these powerful wealthy toilet germs know every single thing about me. That is what the rich and the powerful do. They get into all of our lives so they can screw us and own us, one way or another. You all know this is true, and I am not going to waste a moment of time trying to twist any arms. Still, my contact with that quite mysterious and unfathomably weird medical laboratory or Throat Specialist Office, off of Grant Avenue, and their magical technician, is a story that would be unbelieved no matter who I would ever try and tell it to. After arriving home and eating dinner, I went to bed early that evening, and remember this as clearly as I remember the bite of a junk yard dog, that I received as a teenager, in Oaklyn, New Jersey. I remember that very well because it hurt like DOGTOWN-CUBED! Anyway, I awoke the next morning with one huge part of the previous day totally removed and blocked from my mind. To this day, it is still irretrievable. I only remember leaving, and driving down the Interstate-95, and ending up in some very weird house along that highway, in Philadelphia. There were trailers around the property and the street out beyond the property was cobblestone. That is all I ever remember CONSCIOUSLY. Now consciously verses (dream-time), has been a topic that MORIANITY, as you all know, has its very own and very damn unique viewpoints about, and I make absolutely no bones about that whatsoever! But moving ahead here folks, in dreams, through the years ever since this time early somewhere in 1984, I am back in this place. Through years and years and years, I have learned many things about this place. Most of the people are always completely naked. Many people are both white and black, and also, everyone is young, except for one dude who wears glasses, and is a total oddball. The rooms are all filled with recording studio type amplifier equipment and major powerful audio monitors (speakers). In one of these many many 'DREAMS', I got talking to a dude who is a police officer. He says he knows me, and that the entire police everywhere know me, and have for a very long time. He WILL NOT be more damn specific. This officer has a sergeant who in a few of these 'DREAMS' has come to visit, and yet in other hyperspace interactions, I leave this place, and drive about ten minutes and go visit him at some weird type of police building. Sometimes, I am not young, but old, and in these places where I am old, it is as if time itself has no meaning at all, as if we were all living (existing really) back in the Plankatory. BUTTTTTTTTTTTTT folks, this is NOT THE Plankatory. It is a close-in or (LOCAL) area of 5th dimensional hyperspace. In only one of these powerful interactions, Donald Trump came over and was talking to some of the people there about his recent purchase of some land in the city, and he wanted to expand the psychiatric hospital that was there on this property. This was approximately half a year before he had opened up in this waking world universe, his Atlantic City Plaza Hotel Casino, his very first Jersey casino. He did not speak to me but he sat down next to me on this bright orange couch that was made of leather and was somehow colored orange. He was talking about tubes up in the sky, and future travel by way of these weird tubes. One of the residents in this very weird house, was seemingly quite interested in co-investing with Mister Trump, in this property; because he claimed that there was a room there in the hospital, that was filled with these, and I quote this “other worldly Trump”, “magical traveling tubes”! Now as far as all of this being connected to the magical THROAT-SPECIALIST and his magical LAB-TECH ASSISTANT, there are many multiple kickers here in all of this, kind people. Time will simply not permit me to even start rifling through them all, so we will just attack one of them for right now on this damn blog, kind folks. Even though all of this super expensive audio apparatus was all over the house, as well as all throughout several of the nearby trailers that were close to the house; there was a small radio that was cube shaped like those old early sixties one watt transistor radios that only us really old farts like me even know about and remember. But instead of tuning into radio stations that were broadcasting presently, they seemed to be coming from days and even weeks out into the future. Only recently since 2017, last year, did I begin to clearly remember other powerful dreaming interactions with Paula King, down on the Atlantic City Beach, right near her WAYV-FM radio station, where she was insisting that I bring her this very radio. I told her I couldn't get back to that horrible house down near Grant Avenue and Interstate 95 in Philadelphia. She would not take no for an answer however. She always grabs my arm and twists it until I hear the bones break and I drop down onto the beach in absolute intense agony. As you may imagine folks, THERE IS A TON MORE of this horrendous awful ****, but for now, let us trek onward with the other part of this blog!
I have absolutely died about a dozen or more times, but there are three major incidents that need to be re-explored and discussed here; my awesome and great wonderful BLOGAUDIANS! The middle of December of the year 1985 was one of these. Another was the day after Christmas and I believe it was the year of 2005, and it has been discussed back on my original early blogs of those days and times. Then a couple of years later, at Jenny Plageman's Trailer Park in Mullica Township in New Jersey. There is no way that any logic as I know it, would have allowed me to survive any of these touches with death. The one late in 1985, was when I was playing my car stereo a bit too loud while approaching Woodbury, New Jersey's Route 45 intersection. I had the light, but a police cruiser was tearing through the intersection, sirens blazing but I never heard it. Suddenly at the intersection as I crossed it, his eyeballs were one and the same with my eyeballs. Inside my mind I saw a horrible car wreck. Then it was three seconds later, and I was through the damn intersection, and heading to my security job as if nothing had ever happened. Then there was the incident at my security job place called Cifaloglio, at just past five in the damn morning on the day following Christmas of 2005. I had not been feeling well at all. I had shut my eyes for a ten minute cat nap, and suddenly that loud grinding machine that always kicked on with a terrible bang at three minutes past five every morning, came on. My already bad heart exploded inside of my chest, and I goddamn totally died. Suddenly I was not in this world. My blogs tell the details of this event also. I also had no Earthly way of knowing that Frank Callio had recently passed away or would be dying soon or whatever. He was the one who came to me in this experience and told me to deliver those damn flowers to that A&R lady in NYC, along with a cassette tape of my song written around 1999 somewhere, called 'Atlantic Queen'. This is where magical Paula came driving in, who back then, I had believed to be Sarah Callio; and had pulled into the transfer station nearby to where my car was parked. She told me that I should walk over to the warmer side of the place, and when I followed her instructions, I was suddenly in some parallel universe, five months in the future, late that following May of 2006. This is where I spoke to several people about those sporting events, and then found myself at the McDonald's, over near the Atlantic City Airport, on the Black Horse Pike; and I was there with the Mayor, and with Frank Callio, who as I said, had recently died; only I had no way of knowing that. I am not in the loop of any of these people. Finally, there was a major incredible thunderstorm in my area one day in 2007. I may be off by a year, but this is my best recollection. I lived at the number 10 Trailer at Jenny Plageman's Trailer Park. Diana was all over me. I always talk to her on my phone and tell her how beautiful each strike is and how much I love her lovely colors she makes for me. But when I call Diana, “Baby Blond”, it makes her like totally nuts, to quote the mother ******* kids. She came right down onto Jenny's porch and I was still holding the receiver of my Verizon Land-line telephone. Suddenly I was in Ricktown Manor back in Plankatory. My giant lovely coil who is 33 feet high, was humming and buzzing and clicking away at me, and she suddenly turned into my lovely long haired tall blond teen queen. She grabbed me and threw me down on our favorite bed at Ricktown Manor, and made beyond freaking passionate love to me. Then she started waving to me, and I could not understand why. She kept waving and waving and then she said, “Good-bye Ricky, I will be with you as you go back to sleep now in your Mark Mohr dreams”. When I am there with her in the unfathomable Plankatory, I am known in my true entity self as Ricktafarius. Anyway I suddenly was holding my receiver telephone and standing back inside my trailer with the door wide open. The storm had just about subsided. But my caller ID Box, and my land-line telephone had been burned to a crisp. But I had no burns on me, not a single mark. Why do I make a big deal out of so many times where I left this world, and came back, you ask me? Well, because most people here don't die over and over and over and over, and never stay mother ******* dead, that's why!
GUESSING THE NAMES OR THE (IDENTITIES) OF THE VISITING TYPE-3-EXPLORATRON (GUESTS) may sound a bit 'weedikalass', Mister Elmer Fwudd, BUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT, I promise you this, WOMO, MO, and all others concerned. So many things would sound absolutely mother ******* absurd, impossible, and totally ridiculous, just 100, 200, 300 years ago, and believe me people; those amounts of time are an eyelash ******* blink, to the great mountains, and the stars of the sky, and yes; if you were to just go back into time, one or two or three lousy little centuries; and begin speaking to those folks around you, about all of the incredible things that exist in our time, and in our society; from jet airplanes, to moon landings, to global communications and satellites, and internet and social media, and electricity, and electric lights, and machines, and recording live sounds and images and retrieving them at will; and I could go on for an hour and won't, but if you did that; they would ******* hang you as a damn witch, and no one would believe a damn ******* word that you said!!!!!! I pwomise you dat, folks, YO!!!
My mother ******* dirt bag enemies think that I need thousands of dollars for expensive electronic equipment. As that great wonderful hair shampoo commercial would say, or that gorgeous babe in it, back in 1980, “W-R-O-N-G”!!!!! Cheapo junk works just as well, as hyperspace and messing with it, isn't one bit prejudiced against lousy sound quality and other low-budget related absurdities. Sorry to burst your safe-bubble, you bastard ******* rotten super wealthies out there. And I do promise you, as I have all along, “Before you get to me, I'll get to you”!
WOW THAT, DOCTOR JULIA HOFFMAN WHITE!!!!!!!
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ENDocrinologists AND END TRANSMISSION.
MARK WAYNE MOHR, MOUNTAINPEN, (THE BOM)
REAL REAL FUNNY, OLD 1971 BUDDY, MISTER MIKE MCNULTY!
BLOGS----OF----MOUNTAINPEN
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
MORIANITY FOR MELLENNIUM 3
AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA
WOW is it hot today, people. Well, relatively speaking that is, as maybe in freaking Siberia it is not all that hot. Fort Pierce, Florida, USA however; this is Mack Kaiter 1967 absurdly ridiculous.
The computer is running slower than molasses, Mizz Donna Accident Patterson Lalassas, and me ol' mouse is just about all hacked to high heaven! WEEEEEEEEEE! What a wonderful world, as the old song goes.
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ENDocrinologists, and END TRANSMISSION ALSO, oh Mister Mike Soft spellchecker-Hellwrecker!
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