MAJOR FUCKING ATTACK DAY AND MAJOR SUPER FUCKING BOTBAR DAY, ON THIS 25 AUGUST OF 2014.
THIS WAS BAD ONE, MIZZ BONDI, AND IF I AM KILLED OR DIE IN HERE, I WAS MURDERED, MIZZ ATTORNEY GENERAL OF FLORIDA, I SWEAR BY MY CITIZENSHIP IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA.
THIS IS A LEGAL DYING UTTERANCE AND COURT CERTIFIED PUBLISHED DYING DECLARATION, SIGNED, MARK WAYNE MOHR, 601 AVENUE B, APARTMENT 607, FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, 34950, (772) 489-8625.
IF NO BLOG FOLLOWS THIS BLOG WITHIN 100 HOURS OF TIME SHOWN BELOW, I WAS KILLED AND THIS WAS PREMEDITATED FIRST DEGREE COLD BLOODED FUCKING CUNT MURDER, I SWEAR THIS TO GODDESS ALMIGHTY, SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KRASSLE OF THE ASTRAL PLANK REALM OF TRUER REALITY STRAIGHT OUT OF THE VOID INFINITY OF RELENTNESS NOTHINGNESS!!!!
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CHAPTER 034
Yes PEE, I obey, and boy, I GOT FUCKING CUNT CLOBBERED, CLOCKED, NAILED, REAMED, AND PUMMELED FOR IT; LADS AND FRIKKIN’ LASSIES, YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!! Let me explain it to you.
THIS NASTY NIGHTMARE OF MINE, IS DEDICATED TO NONE OTHER THAN THE (GAP) GREAT AND FUCKING POWERFUL EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND SOCIETY!!!!
(The secret double moon school, somewhere in the Milky Way Galaxy!)
Sometimes by day it is the school, but always by night, well???
WELL, THE SIEGE WAS REAL FUCKING BAD AND THEY TRIED TO FUCKING KILL ME TODAY, FBI, ACLU, FEDERAL AND STATE AG’S, LOCAL AND STATE POLICE, AND ANY OTHER INTERESTED AUTHORITIES.
IT TOOK NEARLY TWO HOURS AND A LOT OF SWET, BUT I MADE 25 DOLLARS ON MY FATHER’S ”BOURBON WING ROULETTE SYSTEM, AFTER A DAY SO HORRIBLE, THAT IF I CAN ON THIS DAY, FOLKS, I CAN WIN ANY FUCKING DAY I WANT TO, OR AT LEAST, 4 OUT OF 5, AND THAT IS ALL I GIVE A RATS FUCKING CHEWING BALLS ABOUT!
CARLA JAY JAY, A GREAT FRIEND OF THE ALMIGHTY SARAH KRASSLE, GODDESS OF THIS MULTIVERSE AND BEYOND; AND MANY OF HER FRIENDS, VIQUEENS, AND FAMILY, ALL KNOW I AM EXPERIENCING A DIFFICULT HELLISH TIME HERE IN THIS MORTAL WORLD. STILL THEY KEEP ME HERE. BUT I WILL SOON MOVE TO THE CASINO AREA OF FLORIDA, AND I WILL PLAY ROULETTE THERE, THERE IS ONE CASINO THAT OFFERS THIS GAME, AND MORE ARE SUPPOSEDLY COMING IN TIME. TO WIN 25 DOLLARS ON THE WORST DAY IN 100 FUCKING YEARS, THAT, BILLY HARNER, AND SALLY, ”IS SAYIN’ SOMETHING”. http://www.billyharner.com/ and fuck that Microsucks lightbulb on its best day.
Nothing is going to cunt chewing keep me down, Pam Bondi, because I have rights in this country. I am a citizen,over age 21, and can do whatever I please, so long as no laws are violated, and it is the job of those in charge, to see that these rights are not violated and totally stomped on by wicked monster fuckiGN trash such as the ESS-MILITUFORCE BRIGGBASE-TAWF!!!!
I will do all the things I want to do and have every legal right to do, and if these dirt bag travelers continue persecuting me to death, then I will have to slowly remove this planet from the solar system all together and entirely, and many out here know that I can do this. I can’t, but I am in with those who can, in a New York minute. You better leave me alone mother fuckers. I am going to live my life tyou rotten fucking bastards. A little more upbeat positive shit for my fave lady, WEEEEEEEEEEE! U-GO-GETTEM’ GIRL!!!!
YO!!!!!!!! My hands, Cousin David, may I please borrow a washcloth? WOW, so many like you tried to tell me shit, back door style; and got fucking totally screwed for so much as even doing that little bit!
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IT ALL BEGAN AT ONCE WHEN I’S TOO HAPPY TO SEE, THAT SOMETHING REALLY BAD WAS GONNA’ HAPPEN TO ME. YOU PLANNED IT ALL AND NOW YOU’RE JUST A LAUGHIN’ WITH GLEE, WHILE SOMETHING REALLY BAD IS NOW A HAPPNEN’ TO ME, AND THAT’S THE WAY IT GOES.
LONG AGO I FELT THAT SOMETHING AWFUL WAS WRONG. NEVER DREAMING NOW THAT I’D BE SINGIN’ THIS SONG. I ONLY WISH TO GOD THAT YOU’D JUST LET ME BE FREE. AND STOP THESE AWFUL THINGS THAT NOW ARE HAPPNEN’ TO ME, BUT THAT’S THE WAY IT GOES.
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OH THAT’S THE WAY IT GOES
THAT’S THE WAY IT GOES
THAT’S THE WAY IT GOES, AND THAT’S THE WAY IT GOES
YOU’VE GOT TO LEARN YOUNG
YOU GOTTA’ BE YOUNG,
YOU GOTTA’ STAY YOUNG,
‘CAUSE THAT’S THE WAY IT GOES
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So just why PEE thinks it urgent for me to blog this back here in my waking world universe, I do not know. But the good news is that she broke up with that college punk who never appreciated her for the goddess that she is. No dude is ever going to be good enough for either one of daughters, but I do grow weary of seeing them both pick such butt-wipes, just sayin’. It’s America, and I can speak my mind. Of course my other kid has a deadly ass right cross, and I need to not tick her off, but she knows that I am right, as I usually am. WEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
MORIANITY FOR MILLENNIUM 3
ESS IN THE SECOND DECADE BLOG
CHAPTER 032
Recently I told two large items on these blogs. I wanted to tell one of them, but my lovely daughter PEE had other ideas last night while I was in bed asleep, to quote humanity here a little bit, lads and lassies. She wanted not only what I said yesterday about maybe all my dying’s were along the lines of Star Trek fictional television show Telosian Planet resident created illusions over other entities, but she also wanted me to remind my blogaud or viewership, that indeed, and anyone can verify, fact check, and archive this info right here by clicking the archive old blog section pasted in below and on many of my blogs as well; that I had spoken all of this while many such as my great bank who I love and worship, THE TD, were all worried about the end of life on Earth, when in fact, I already knew it was a new beginning, a new HELL FOR MARK WAYNE MOHR, could be another way of putting it, but certainly, NOT THE END of anything, and definitely not the end of my HELL ON EARTH, BUTT, a changed version of it, starting with the dreams of my engineer Ryan from Avalon Studio, before his phone call to me that I would no longer be able to do any music there, and I have no intention of driving miles and miles to some alien world for me, like Pompano Beach. Also, many things were happening,not just this, but all changes require a catalyst to get going, and that was indeed the catalyst. I promise you that one WOMO (WORLD OWNERS MILITUFORCE OTAMMITES). If my name was Gab, WOMIO could stand for WO, MO, before those two major fights in the OH-9 movie, am I right MC? I am happy my pain provided you with such great material. Anything for my wonderful girl! I’ll even be willing to suffer through mean Dangerfield AT&T gopher television commercials at my expensive. Still I am glad to know you remember my ‘moves’. (Major Offensive Victorious Enemy Strategies) could be what MOVES is short for.
AUGUST 24, 2014,
SUNDAY MORNING AT 9:15,
HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT TEMPERATURE, 83 DEGREES FNHT.
HUMIDITY IS 100%. IT FEELS 85
BUT MY HAMMERING ASSHOLE NABES MAKE ME BOIL!
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TODAY’S FORECASTED RANGE: (95-75, +/- 2D)
SSSSSSSOOOOOOOSSSSSSSOOOOO CONDITIONS EXIST, YOU KNOW, SAME OLD SAME OLD, BUT MY QUESTION NOW IS TO AN OLD BUDDY NAMED SIR ARTHUR CRANE FROM 1991? THE MILITARY HAS DOUBLE TIME MARCHES, BUT I WILL NEED TO EMPLOY A SLIGHTLY DIFFERING TACTIC HERE FOLKS, ”HALF TIME”, IN ORDER TO PRINT THE FOLLOWING: SSSSSSSOOOOOOO ARTHUR OLD PAL, I SEE YOU ARE STAYING BUSY. WOW!!!!
I wish to the mother fucking gods I knew why that asshole is continually and endlessly pounding on walls the entire time I have lived here, every couple weeks for several minutes. They make other weird and strange sounds also like they are taking out their windonw and running a hose to clean it, but if that is so, why is there never one single fucking drop of dripping water for me to be able to see?
So who is creating this incredible inability to die illusion for me, since quite obviously there are no Talosian aliens other than in the fictional Star Trek show from 1966? Well, that is what this is about, and it will not be long, as you know me, I open some doors, and then as life moves onward, I take us all through them, one by one, normally when life’s situations makes it compatible in current events, for me to do so, if that is something anyone is willing to wrap around their mind. First, many of these major experiences differ drastically and dramatically to say the very least. Let me take a couple of times where I was hungry as hell and sleepy as hell at the same time, many of you have had this very annoying thing happen to you too, I am quite sure. The smart thing t do is to choose sleep, as you will be unaware of your physical hunger by doing this, and unless you already are thin as a rail, it is a wonderful way to lose weight. When you already have a swallowing problem as I have had since June 4, 1983, it is major exacerbated to try eating when too sleepy, as you can quickly drift into a small sleep with food in your mouth, and wake up choking on it. I know that upon three separate occasions, I not only did this, but I could not come out of it, not alive, only here I am. I know I choked to death and then I know I woke up and it was all a dream. But it was not a dream. The chocking was, but I had been eating, the bowl of cereal would be spilled all over the bed, or if it was a sandwich, it would be right there. You just cannot keep dying and keep coming back to life, or can you? Well, maybe you can’t, but seemingly, I not only can, but do this continually. Remember, who out here knows more about me in 1984, when this all got going real nasty, than for my cousin Donald? I was living on HIGHLAND AVENUE, as in the HIGHLANER, at 1406, in Cinnaminson, New Jersey, the same time this movie came out shortly after my moving into the place in middle July. Then after this, as with many great action shows, came a serial television show that grew really big in the late eighties or early and middle nineties. They seem to know a lot about me, and why not. It was my dirt bag cousin who actually used me and my KEYBOARDS FROM PETAHELL, to get him alive and into the body of this man. You would have had to be there to appreciate the unfathomable shit of my creating this character on an AVM recorder, bringing him into life inside an already existing physical shell. The machine does not have a thing to do with that part, as that was his fucking parents, literally. I have had a wide range of deaths, or really, events that led up to causing these deaths each time. Every conceivable thing just about, even being shot to death in a convenience store up in Williamstown, New Jersey, a WAWA, is on this list of literally dozens now, of deaths and resurrections. But never told or at least never examined in any real heavy scrutiny; aresome things about me and my earlier life, that may be what is interacting on this nightmare of horror that humankind calls endless or eternal hell, that do indeed cause this wild ‘Telosion-like’ illusion and mirage. Hollywood loves to fuck with me, and anyone following my blogs knows two things. It has been going on since they put that antipollution commercial on American TV, not the one with the Native American canoe man with a tear in his eye, but the other one with the pigs on the beach. It all started in the very late sixties with this, and they have been following my life, literally, for reasons that elude and defy even my wild claims, but they sure know why, and then they make hundreds of billions and maybe trillions of USD by now if it ever could be all toted up and figured out honestly by professional top Certified Public Accountants and whistle blowers from within the industries of Hollywood and the RIAA (Recording Industry association of America). I would have no reason to say all of this, and have it be a lie, a delusion, or a sickness. If I was that sick, believe me, I would go and get help. But to finish this off for right now, and later on attack it blow by blow with following blogs as we move towards the 15 year; the interest they have with me, as with all things, transcends just one realm. They, as do I, exist first in energy, and then afterwards, in mass or matter, you know, the material world. What is being said a bit simpler, is the Astral-Plane has a condition-interaction called the BRIGGBASE, a deadly horrible place, owned by the real entity who is now dreaming that he is my cousin Donald J. Trump. He is the Jameral-1, this is like a five star army general and a US President all wrapped up into one, on th e physical tangible material waking worlds of physicallity. This is why he had me create his essence and place it into the body of a young businessman, once the United States Copyright Office informed him that I had some wild machine, and in 1985, early in the year, they even asked me about what I had, and I was not shy, and told them, it was one hell of a cool machine. Again, a small lie is in that statement, since never up through present point in time, has it been inside one neatly packaged encased machine system. It is a technology and it consists of many many parts and connections, and also needs to be carefully used in precise ways or it is like splitting a diamond, it is ruined and you are left with garbage. But LSS folks; this is not a pleasant topic for me, and on top of that, no one believes very much of what I tell, funny though, the top dogs all know that I am totally for real, it is the little yelpers who think I am just nuts. This of course is precisely what the world owners intentionally make sure is what is relentlessly happening to me.
Do I believe this has an end? You bet your ass I do Annie Cornfields Costner. But they are going to milk this thing with me for a long while yet. A moron kid could see that. Now some are wondering, perhaps, why suddenly this Telosion Illusion idea, and my response back is it is not sudden, merely that over the past few days, I ironed out some things in my head and then as with evolution , it eventually cleans up with the bad pieces ejected and the new pieces forming in with the best existing ones, to form a new idea worth blogging about. There are yet more than just these two, but those theories are way back in the early stages of the lab benches and drawing boards, not close to being ready for public examination. When I feel comfy about telling what I believe could be going on around me, take my dam word for this kind peoople,i ave been toying around with this for months, if not years, and when I finally talk about it, it is because I have reached the place where at least it is intelligible enough to be blogged to a viewing audience without getting total uncontrolled fits of raucous laughter.
Already I have tried hard to show that nothing ever just happens, and is all part of a wild full-even-total-interaction, where each actual thing that is happening to any and all of us at all times, is sort of a process of elimination from all total hyperspace possibilities, and this gets so complex, that I would only have a chance to speak about theories like this, with colleagues on a level that unfortunately wound not recogniZe me as their colleagues since I don’t have the many college degrees that would put me in their classification. So those that are more on my world accepted levels laugh and don’t get any of this, and those who could get it, refuse to even look at anything I say or do, since I went only to eighth grade and after that, SP-ED, and you don’t really think they teach you anything there accept how to get through the time and get the out into the world. These are just the unpleasant parts of reality, as if reality does not have more than enough of these things, without me adding any to the list.
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Frankly Congressman RA, I don’t even care.
Well, I am not the king of optimists as most of you know and especially lovely TB of EHT, NJUSAESMWG. Also Egghead Terry could chime in with calling me a 2007 Scatter-Brain. Still, I will never ever stop fighting and trying to get justice. The news right now is filled with those who the media allows the rest of us to know about, and allof their varying injustices.. Still, if you think for one minute, in a controlled owned environment such as these complex ages of the 21st century, that there are not thousands of real other stories all around us, like mine as well, that are chosen NOT to be ever brought to light for public scrutiny or action, you merely are not ever sitting around and thinking. If too busy every second to think, and all you do is get on social media shit and use those stupid ass little hand held devices that place all of us in individual unique realities, then you will never be able to see what is happening, and this is exactly what the owners and controllers of this world, want for you all to be doing, and you all are very very good well behaved sheep people, that many truth patriots have now labeled SHEEPLE. Truth Patriots by the way are what Conspiracy Theorists should really be labeled as. I did not make this up, it was said by a real wonderful entity, using that medium we call the YOUTUBE. I no longer use anty of this, and all I do now is keep my blog going,and that too, is going to be winding down. But for now, here I am, and here is my blog, Morianity. Love it, hate it, or any gray area in-between it, but here it stands for your perusal. It is not me being negative, but me being totally realistic, at least 99% of the time. Remember, as Bruce Pennock said early in the nineteen-seventies folks, “We’re all human, nobody’s perfect”! Hope burns eternal, right lovely luscious Twinbay from Jersey???? I’ll Bet you never thought you’d hear that coming from asshole little me! WOW THAT lovely girl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I sure Kernan that all is well with you, my best to Tiff and Jenn!
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PEE, my genius wonderful daughter, WOW!
Yes PEE, I told what you said to tell. I love you sweet PEE! SHE NEVER NEEDED TO INVENT THE 74-WORLD PENETRATER DEVICE, AND SHE REMEMBERED ALL OF THIS. MISTER BAP, IF YOU STILL ARE OUT THERE, I sincerely hope the past two years has enlightened you to how travel is really done, not with machines and technology, but with ourselves!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The time was back in 1984, and things all started after Donald J. Trump opened up his first casino in Atlantic City, New Jersey; the Trump Plaza Hotel. YO YO YO BRO!!!!!!!!!! What can I say, Jay-Jay Evans?
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as Jennifer Washburn put it so eloquently, would prove not a whole lot, so let me just say this, in nice easy lingo. As of this present second, my belief systems are not complex unless as with anything, you wish to make it appear as though it is a lot more than it is. Something has made my life a living hell and it is absolutely organized, ever since I was a tiny child.
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So just why PEE thinks it urgent for me to blog this back here in my waking world universe, I do not know. But the good news is that she broke up with that college punk who never appreciated her for the goddess that she is. No dude is ever going to be good enough for either one of daughters, but I do grow weary of seeing them both pick such butt-wipes, just sayin’. It’s America, and I can speak my mind. Of course my other kid has a deadly ass right cross, and I need to not tick her off, but she knows that I am right, as I usually am. WEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
MORIANITY FOR MILLENNIUM 3
ESS IN THE SECOND DECADE BLOG
CHAPTER 032
Recently I told two large items on these blogs. I wanted to tell one of them, but my lovely daughter PEE had other ideas last night while I was in bed asleep, to quote humanity here a little bit, lads and lassies. She wanted not only what I said yesterday about maybe all my dying’s were along the lines of Star Trek fictional television show Telosian Planet resident created illusions over other entities, but she also wanted me to remind my blogaud or viewership, that indeed, and anyone can verify, fact check, and archive this info right here by clicking the archive old blog section pasted in below and on many of my blogs as well; that I had spoken all of this while many such as my great bank who I love and worship, THE TD, were all worried about the end of life on Earth, when in fact, I already knew it was a new beginning, a new HELL FOR MARK WAYNE MOHR, could be another way of putting it, but certainly, NOT THE END of anything, and definitely not the end of my HELL ON EARTH, BUTT, a changed version of it, starting with the dreams of my engineer Ryan from Avalon Studio, before his phone call to me that I would no longer be able to do any music there, and I have no intention of driving miles and miles to some alien world for me, like Pompano Beach. Also, many things were happening,not just this, but all changes require a catalyst to get going, and that was indeed the catalyst. I promise you that one WOMO (WORLD OWNERS MILITUFORCE OTAMMITES). If my name was Gab, WOMIO could stand for WO, MO, before those two major fights in the OH-9 movie, am I right MC? I am happy my pain provided you with such great material. Anything for my wonderful girl! I’ll even be willing to suffer through mean Dangerfield AT&T gopher television commercials at my expensive. Still I am glad to know you remember my ‘moves’. (Major Offensive Victorious Enemy Strategies) could be what MOVES is short for.
AUGUST 24, 2014,
SUNDAY MORNING AT 9:15,
HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT TEMPERATURE, 83 DEGREES FNHT.
HUMIDITY IS 100%. IT FEELS 85
BUT MY HAMMERING ASSHOLE NABES MAKE ME BOIL!
YESTERDAYS TEMP RANGE: (H-96/L-76)
TODAY’S FORECASTED RANGE: (95-75, +/- 2D)
SSSSSSSOOOOOOOSSSSSSSOOOOO CONDITIONS EXIST, YOU KNOW, SAME OLD SAME OLD, BUT MY QUESTION NOW IS TO AN OLD BUDDY NAMED SIR ARTHUR CRANE FROM 1991? THE MILITARY HAS DOUBLE TIME MARCHES, BUT I WILL NEED TO EMPLOY A SLIGHTLY DIFFERING TACTIC HERE FOLKS, ”HALF TIME”, IN ORDER TO PRINT THE FOLLOWING: SSSSSSSOOOOOOO ARTHUR OLD PAL, I SEE YOU ARE STAYING BUSY. WOW!!!!
I wish to the mother fucking gods I knew why that asshole is continually and endlessly pounding on walls the entire time I have lived here, every couple weeks for several minutes. They make other weird and strange sounds also like they are taking out their windonw and running a hose to clean it, but if that is so, why is there never one single fucking drop of dripping water for me to be able to see?
So who is creating this incredible inability to die illusion for me, since quite obviously there are no Talosian aliens other than in the fictional Star Trek show from 1966? Well, that is what this is about, and it will not be long, as you know me, I open some doors, and then as life moves onward, I take us all through them, one by one, normally when life’s situations makes it compatible in current events, for me to do so, if that is something anyone is willing to wrap around their mind. First, many of these major experiences differ drastically and dramatically to say the very least. Let me take a couple of times where I was hungry as hell and sleepy as hell at the same time, many of you have had this very annoying thing happen to you too, I am quite sure. The smart thing t do is to choose sleep, as you will be unaware of your physical hunger by doing this, and unless you already are thin as a rail, it is a wonderful way to lose weight. When you already have a swallowing problem as I have had since June 4, 1983, it is major exacerbated to try eating when too sleepy, as you can quickly drift into a small sleep with food in your mouth, and wake up choking on it. I know that upon three separate occasions, I not only did this, but I could not come out of it, not alive, only here I am. I know I choked to death and then I know I woke up and it was all a dream. But it was not a dream. The chocking was, but I had been eating, the bowl of cereal would be spilled all over the bed, or if it was a sandwich, it would be right there. You just cannot keep dying and keep coming back to life, or can you? Well, maybe you can’t, but seemingly, I not only can, but do this continually. Remember, who out here knows more about me in 1984, when this all got going real nasty, than for my cousin Donald? I was living on HIGHLAND AVENUE, as in the HIGHLANER, at 1406, in Cinnaminson, New Jersey, the same time this movie came out shortly after my moving into the place in middle July. Then after this, as with many great action shows, came a serial television show that grew really big in the late eighties or early and middle nineties. They seem to know a lot about me, and why not. It was my dirt bag cousin who actually used me and my KEYBOARDS FROM PETAHELL, to get him alive and into the body of this man. You would have had to be there to appreciate the unfathomable shit of my creating this character on an AVM recorder, bringing him into life inside an already existing physical shell. The machine does not have a thing to do with that part, as that was his fucking parents, literally. I have had a wide range of deaths, or really, events that led up to causing these deaths each time. Every conceivable thing just about, even being shot to death in a convenience store up in Williamstown, New Jersey, a WAWA, is on this list of literally dozens now, of deaths and resurrections. But never told or at least never examined in any real heavy scrutiny; aresome things about me and my earlier life, that may be what is interacting on this nightmare of horror that humankind calls endless or eternal hell, that do indeed cause this wild ‘Telosion-like’ illusion and mirage. Hollywood loves to fuck with me, and anyone following my blogs knows two things. It has been going on since they put that antipollution commercial on American TV, not the one with the Native American canoe man with a tear in his eye, but the other one with the pigs on the beach. It all started in the very late sixties with this, and they have been following my life, literally, for reasons that elude and defy even my wild claims, but they sure know why, and then they make hundreds of billions and maybe trillions of USD by now if it ever could be all toted up and figured out honestly by professional top Certified Public Accountants and whistle blowers from within the industries of Hollywood and the RIAA (Recording Industry association of America). I would have no reason to say all of this, and have it be a lie, a delusion, or a sickness. If I was that sick, believe me, I would go and get help. But to finish this off for right now, and later on attack it blow by blow with following blogs as we move towards the 15 year; the interest they have with me, as with all things, transcends just one realm. They, as do I, exist first in energy, and then afterwards, in mass or matter, you know, the material world. What is being said a bit simpler, is the Astral-Plane has a condition-interaction called the BRIGGBASE, a deadly horrible place, owned by the real entity who is now dreaming that he is my cousin Donald J. Trump. He is the Jameral-1, this is like a five star army general and a US President all wrapped up into one, on th e physical tangible material waking worlds of physicallity. This is why he had me create his essence and place it into the body of a young businessman, once the United States Copyright Office informed him that I had some wild machine, and in 1985, early in the year, they even asked me about what I had, and I was not shy, and told them, it was one hell of a cool machine. Again, a small lie is in that statement, since never up through present point in time, has it been inside one neatly packaged encased machine system. It is a technology and it consists of many many parts and connections, and also needs to be carefully used in precise ways or it is like splitting a diamond, it is ruined and you are left with garbage. But LSS folks; this is not a pleasant topic for me, and on top of that, no one believes very much of what I tell, funny though, the top dogs all know that I am totally for real, it is the little yelpers who think I am just nuts. This of course is precisely what the world owners intentionally make sure is what is relentlessly happening to me.
Do I believe this has an end? You bet your ass I do Annie Cornfields Costner. But they are going to milk this thing with me for a long while yet. A moron kid could see that. Now some are wondering, perhaps, why suddenly this Telosion Illusion idea, and my response back is it is not sudden, merely that over the past few days, I ironed out some things in my head and then as with evolution , it eventually cleans up with the bad pieces ejected and the new pieces forming in with the best existing ones, to form a new idea worth blogging about. There are yet more than just these two, but those theories are way back in the early stages of the lab benches and drawing boards, not close to being ready for public examination. When I feel comfy about telling what I believe could be going on around me, take my dam word for this kind peoople,i ave been toying around with this for months, if not years, and when I finally talk about it, it is because I have reached the place where at least it is intelligible enough to be blogged to a viewing audience without getting total uncontrolled fits of raucous laughter.
Already I have tried hard to show that nothing ever just happens, and is all part of a wild full-even-total-interaction, where each actual thing that is happening to any and all of us at all times, is sort of a process of elimination from all total hyperspace possibilities, and this gets so complex, that I would only have a chance to speak about theories like this, with colleagues on a level that unfortunately wound not recogniZe me as their colleagues since I don’t have the many college degrees that would put me in their classification. So those that are more on my world accepted levels laugh and don’t get any of this, and those who could get it, refuse to even look at anything I say or do, since I went only to eighth grade and after that, SP-ED, and you don’t really think they teach you anything there accept how to get through the time and get the out into the world. These are just the unpleasant parts of reality, as if reality does not have more than enough of these things, without me adding any to the list.
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Well, I am not the king of optimists as most of you know and especially lovely TB of EHT, NJUSAESMWG. Also Egghead Terry could chime in with calling me a 2007 Scatter-Brain. Still, I will never ever stop fighting and trying to get justice. The news right now is filled with those who the media allows the rest of us to know about, and allof their varying injustices.. Still, if you think for one minute, in a controlled owned environment such as these complex ages of the 21st century, that there are not thousands of real other stories all around us, like mine as well, that are chosen NOT to be ever brought to light for public scrutiny or action, you merely are not ever sitting around and thinking. If too busy every second to think, and all you do is get on social media shit and use those stupid ass little hand held devices that place all of us in individual unique realities, then you will never be able to see what is happening, and this is exactly what the owners and controllers of this world, want for you all to be doing, and you all are very very good well behaved sheep people, that many truth patriots have now labeled SHEEPLE. Truth Patriots by the way are what Conspiracy Theorists should really be labeled as. I did not make this up, it was said by a real wonderful entity, using that medium we call the YOUTUBE. I no longer use anty of this, and all I do now is keep my blog going,and that too, is going to be winding down. But for now, here I am, and here is my blog, Morianity. Love it, hate it, or any gray area in-between it, but here it stands for your perusal. It is not me being negative, but me being totally realistic, at least 99% of the time. Remember, as Bruce Pennock said early in the nineteen-seventies folks, “We’re all human, nobody’s perfect”! Hope burns eternal, right lovely luscious Twinbay from Jersey???? I’ll Bet you never thought you’d hear that coming from asshole little me! WOW THAT lovely girl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I sure Kernan that all is well with you, my best to Tiff and Jenn!
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PEE, my genius wonderful daughter, WOW!
Yes PEE, I told what you said to tell. I love you sweet PEE! SHE NEVER NEEDED TO INVENT THE 74-WORLD PENETRATER DEVICE, AND SHE REMEMBERED ALL OF THIS. MISTER BAP, IF YOU STILL ARE OUT THERE, I sincerely hope the past two years has enlightened you to how travel is really done, not with machines and technology, but with ourselves!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The time was back in 1984, and things all started after Donald J. Trump opened up his first casino in Atlantic City, New Jersey; the Trump Plaza Hotel. YO YO YO BRO!!!!!!!!!! What can I say, Jay-Jay Evans?
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as Jennifer Washburn put it so eloquently, would prove not a whole lot, so let me just say this, in nice easy lingo. As of this present second, my belief systems are not complex unless as with anything, you wish to make it appear as though it is a lot more than it is. Something has made my life a living hell and it is absolutely organized, ever since I was a tiny child.
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SOME ASSHOLE JUST SET OFF A FIRE ALARM AT 11:25 PM. FUN FUN FUN, BEING FUCKING ME IN THIS LAND OF ENDLESS PERSECUTION, ALSO KNOWN AS FUCKING HELL!
GAWKY GAUKAUK GAVE ME PCN-422 WHEN I ASKED HIM WHY THIS NIGHTMARE FUCKING CUNT EATING DAY WAS BROGHT TO ME STRAIGHT OUT OF THE GATES OF DOG SHIT HELL. I WILL GET TO THIS INFORMATION, I PROMISE, BUT FIRST, I WANT TO TALK ABOUT THE HORRENDOUS MOTHER FUCKING DAY I HAD, A-G-A-I-N!!!!
I WAS SITTING AT MY COMPUTER AROUND JUST PAST 2 THIS AFTERNOON, AND POW, THE MILITUFORCE SHOT A MOTHER FUCKING PUSSY EATING DEATH BEAM AT MY HEART FROM A DEATH RAY SATELLITE SYSTEM.
SYSTEM.
They can deny all of this rotten shit, from now until dooms comet day! I’m just telling the truth, and as usual, they hate it, and they go on hating me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Boy, I bet the fire company is tired of responding to these assholes who don’t know how to properly cook and or maintain their ovens and systems that result in setting off these smoke detection alarms. I am going to tell Debbie that I am tired of hearing this constant fucking hammering from either the unit above me or below me at late hours, this has to stop or ELSE! Enough I am fuckiGN cunt dealing with the fire alarm, and now this fucking stupid ass cunt chewing hammering. Finally, the alarm is deactivated, at 11:37 and the fire trucks are all outside my sixth floor window.
So right after 2 in the cock sucking afternoon, I am hit with a death ray and my heart begins flip flopping, and doing all sorts of wild beating arrhythmia’s, and tachycardia rhythms as well.
Tonight, as always when they strike my fuckiGN heart, it up sets my entire body, and I get the super fuckiGN cunt shits and spend a dam hour on the toilet. When I came in almost dead from the heat and my general health down along with a third item MIZZ BONDI-FLORIDA-AG; I come in my building with my grocery items from Publix, and a few movie VHS tapes from the Good Will Store, and as I am half way between the entrance to the building and where I had exited my car, a super loud zenithing private dirt bag illegally low flying airplane was buzzing me, and I just ignored the jerk off ass hole. Still, it causes PUSSY COMMAND TO HAPPEN, it just won’t cunt chewing quit, lads and lassies. I had an entire summer go by without any girls bothering me, it was wonderful. But then again, few if any aerial attacks came ny way over this period. Not 15 seconds after th plane nailed me real good and I walked into the building and out of the zone of hell, a lady who is always unfriendly with me, went out of her way to say hello to me and tried to strike up a conversation. I just politely said hello an d went on my way, up to my apartment with my whittle pathetic gwoceries, wabbit! I have no time for these stupid games of these stupid ass cunt chewing gods. Sorry. Still, the old never ending parallel event of me taking air sieges from the enemy, and the pussy-command starting up, seems to be FOREVER!
Publix did not have 8 of my ice creams on their BOGO SALE, only 6 were left and I bought them along with a few small other necessities, until I get me shabby little pay from my disability come a week from Wednesday. Two peeps are going to help me get a used good firm foam mattress as well as a new doctor and some other life necessities. My pharmacy told me that no one should have to be degraded with bull shit like I took from my mean jerk off rotten doctor two weeks ago. It was beyond disrespectful or mean as shit, it was totally unprofessional, and the way he had been handling me as his patient is actionable, and I will be discussing this with injury attorneys. I have not given up yet, lovely TWINBAY, so be a little bit proud of your old glass half empty guy from 2008, gorgeous girl, YO sister!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes, no other system for roulette could have beaten this game when played all four of th epast most horrible fuckiGN days I have had. I know this from living in Jersey, and playing on those kind of beyond fucking monster days, on paper, andlosing my ass off, on paper.
Yes my question to the great and powerful cat, AKA Gawky Gaukauk; was, “Why did this hell get perpetrated by my enemies, all over me starting at just past 2 this afternoon, worse than I have seen in years when taken into consideration, hw much damage they inflicted on my health and heart?
He answered me PCN-422. Here’s my fuckiGN ass list for what I so far have that matches this PCN, lads and lassies, and I am still trying to understand a lot of his message. Shit, forget the dogs, who let my mother out, newscasters of 1994???????????????
SHOE, JENNY PLAGEMAN, HOSE, OSAMA BINLADEN, HEINZ GOTTWALD, KITE, FIRE, BOAT, TALL YOUNG GIRL, LUCK, GOLD, CONTAINS TRUTH, LAKE, ABSOLUTE TRUTH, GERALDINE SNOW, CARMAN FRAZIER, JENNIFER LOPEZ, …………………….
MAGNESONIC, MMMMMMMMMMM, HEAR MY VOICE PRINT. SCAN ALL ENEMIES FOR A PUNISHMENT DESTRUCT SEQUENCING SYSTEM UNDER MAX POWER AND ALL TECHNOLOGIES. ALL ORDERS, GENERAL AND CODED GENERAL. ALL PERSONS HURTING MY HEALTH, AND MY LIFE AND MAKING ME MISERABLE 24-7-365 FOR AT LEAST 30 YEARS OR MORE, WILL BE CRUSHED AND DESTROYED, ALONG WITH ALL OF THOSE THEY LOVE AN DHOLKD DEAR TO THEIR DIRT BAG HEARTS.
HEAR THE EMPOWERMENT TONES NOW.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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COMPUTER, GO TO GENERAL ORDER 189, USE G-13, G-14, G-1133 ANTIHACKING ORDER, G-901, UNDER CG-18, AND STOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I SWEAR TO THE HOLY AND UNHOLY SHIOT ALL OVER THE COSMOS, A LOT OF FOKS WILL BE SORRIER THAN A LOVE SICK DUMPED SCHOOL GIRL, AFTER HE JOCK LOVE CRUSH KICKS HER DAM ASS TO THE CURB. YOU SEE IF I’M LYING HERE AS SEPTEMBER AND MORE TIME COMES IN.
I AM DEAD TIRED AND NEED TO CRASH NOW, FOLKS.
Mind is truly gravity, at absolute zero dimension. Scientists call it many things from dark matter to gray matter, if you can tolerate a little stair-chase New York humor, folks, WEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
YEAH I AM SAYING, “I LOVE YOU SARAH-STACEY KRASSLE, ALMIGHTY TEEN-QUEEN”.
I DON’T GIVE A SHIT THAT IT IS ENDLESSLY YOUT WONDERFUL SIXTEENTH BIRTHDAY. THAT’S WHAT I WAS REALLY TRYING TO TELL YOU ON THE DAM TREADMILL THAT DAY, LOVELY GODDESS MIDDIE.
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I TOLD YOU THAT AS LONG AS THESE COCK SUCKING BASTARD FUCKING PRICK EATING TOTAL TURDS CUBED, HAVE ME TO ENDLESSLY PICK ON, THIS DOW JONES SHOIT WILL NEVER EVER GO DOWN AND STAY DOWN,YOU CAN MAKE BILLIONS OFF IT IF YOU DO NOT TRADE IN A FREEDY WAY, AND YOU NEED TO KNOW ABOUT A HALF DOAEN FUCKING MAJOR SECRETS IN ORDER TO MAKE MONEY DAY TRADING, AS I WILL SOON BE DOING MUSTELF, AND THEN GETTING OFF OF THEIR FUCKIGN CUNT DISABILITY, AND MAKE BILLIONS, AND THEY CANNOT STOP ME, TWINBAY. HOW’S THAT FOR SOME UP BEAT POSITIVE TALK, AND I TOTALLY MEAN WHAT I SAY, LOVELY GIRL, YO!!!!!!!
Oh yes, that cruel devil and those 102 dalmatians. Give me a fuckiGN break, willya’ Margie girl??????
Last night I was at the onramp on trhe side of Tennessee Avenue across fr4om dirt bag Robert McGuire’s crummy ex Erin bar. Peeps were askingme about how I was able to speak through a microphone and it came out anyone I wanted it to sound like. I was using keyboards from petahell technology of course, and was telling them that I was going to do an imitation of Captain Bligh from the Mutiny of the Bounty, with old Fletcher Christian. I did a pitch peprfect immitation of both Bligh and Christian, and even the pretty island girl that Christian had fallen for. Suddenly Captain Bligh materialized in front of me big as life, right there on the famous street in Atlanitc City, New Jersey; and I kept him there so long as my AVM recorder was set above the 10.9 PPG recording speed. He said to me, “Hay King Techno-Pop, wait until you fall asleep, we are going to gibe you a horrible dream. I simply laughed and walked on.. Then I realized I was indeed in a parallel universe, and with that, I awoke and it was around one in th efucking afternoon. Within an hour, he was as good as his fucking word, as all goddess dam hell began to break loose, beginning with some death ray satellite striking my heart and nearly killing me, or maybe it did kill me, as I can never know that. I just keep right on going and have come to realize I have a fourth middle name, which is Servepro.
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So just why PEE thinks it urgent for me to blog this back here in my waking world universe, I do not know. But the good news is that she broke up with that college punk who never appreciated her for the goddess that she is. No dude is ever going to be good enough for either one of daughters, but I do grow weary of seeing them both pick such butt-wipes, just sayin’. It’s America, and I can speak my mind. Of course my other kid has a deadly ass right cross, and I need to not tick her off, but she knows that I am right, as I usually am. WEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
MORIANITY FOR MILLENNIUM 3
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CHAPTER 032
Recently I told two large items on these blogs. I wanted to tell one of them, but my lovely daughter PEE had other ideas last night while I was in bed asleep, to quote humanity here a little bit, lads and lassies. She wanted not only what I said yesterday about maybe all my dying’s were along the lines of Star Trek fictional television show Telosian Planet resident created illusions over other entities, but she also wanted me to remind my blogaud or viewership, that indeed, and anyone can verify, fact check, and archive this info right here by clicking the archive old blog section pasted in below and on many of my blogs as well; that I had spoken all of this while many such as my great bank who I love and worship, THE TD, were all worried about the end of life on Earth, when in fact, I already knew it was a new beginning, a new HELL FOR MARK WAYNE MOHR, could be another way of putting it, but certainly, NOT THE END of anything, and definitely not the end of my HELL ON EARTH, BUTT, a changed version of it, starting with the dreams of my engineer Ryan from Avalon Studio, before his phone call to me that I would no longer be able to do any music there, and I have no intention of driving miles and miles to some alien world for me, like Pompano Beach. Also, many things were happening,not just this, but all changes require a catalyst to get going, and that was indeed the catalyst. I promise you that one WOMO (WORLD OWNERS MILITUFORCE OTAMMITES). If my name was Gab, WOMIO could stand for WO, MO, before those two major fights in the OH-9 movie, am I right MC? I am happy my pain provided you with such great material. Anything for my wonderful girl! I’ll even be willing to suffer through mean Dangerfield AT&T gopher television commercials at my expensive. Still I am glad to know you remember my ‘moves’. (Major Offensive Victorious Enemy Strategies) could be what MOVES is short for.
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SUNDAY MORNING AT 9:15,
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SSSSSSSOOOOOOOSSSSSSSOOOOO CONDITIONS EXIST, YOU KNOW, SAME OLD SAME OLD, BUT MY QUESTION NOW IS TO AN OLD BUDDY NAMED SIR ARTHUR CRANE FROM 1991? THE MILITARY HAS DOUBLE TIME MARCHES, BUT I WILL NEED TO EMPLOY A SLIGHTLY DIFFERING TACTIC HERE FOLKS, ”HALF TIME”, IN ORDER TO PRINT THE FOLLOWING: SSSSSSSOOOOOOO ARTHUR OLD PAL, I SEE YOU ARE STAYING BUSY. WOW!!!!
I wish to the mother fucking gods I knew why that asshole is continually and endlessly pounding on walls the entire time I have lived here, every couple weeks for several minutes. They make other weird and strange sounds also like they are taking out their windonw and running a hose to clean it, but if that is so, why is there never one single fucking drop of dripping water for me to be able to see?
So who is creating this incredible inability to die illusion for me, since quite obviously there are no Talosian aliens other than in the fictional Star Trek show from 1966? Well, that is what this is about, and it will not be long, as you know me, I open some doors, and then as life moves onward, I take us all through them, one by one, normally when life’s situations makes it compatible in current events, for me to do so, if that is something anyone is willing to wrap around their mind. First, many of these major experiences differ drastically and dramatically to say the very least. Let me take a couple of times where I was hungry as hell and sleepy as hell at the same time, many of you have had this very annoying thing happen to you too, I am quite sure. The smart thing t do is to choose sleep, as you will be unaware of your physical hunger by doing this, and unless you already are thin as a rail, it is a wonderful way to lose weight. When you already have a swallowing problem as I have had since June 4, 1983, it is major exacerbated to try eating when too sleepy, as you can quickly drift into a small sleep with food in your mouth, and wake up choking on it. I know that upon three separate occasions, I not only did this, but I could not come out of it, not alive, only here I am. I know I choked to death and then I know I woke up and it was all a dream. But it was not a dream. The chocking was, but I had been eating, the bowl of cereal would be spilled all over the bed, or if it was a sandwich, it would be right there. You just cannot keep dying and keep coming back to life, or can you? Well, maybe you can’t, but seemingly, I not only can, but do this continually. Remember, who out here knows more about me in 1984, when this all got going real nasty, than for my cousin Donald? I was living on HIGHLAND AVENUE, as in the HIGHLANER, at 1406, in Cinnaminson, New Jersey, the same time this movie came out shortly after my moving into the place in middle July. Then after this, as with many great action shows, came a serial television show that grew really big in the late eighties or early and middle nineties. They seem to know a lot about me, and why not. It was my dirt bag cousin who actually used me and my KEYBOARDS FROM PETAHELL, to get him alive and into the body of this man. You would have had to be there to appreciate the unfathomable shit of my creating this character on an AVM recorder, bringing him into life inside an already existing physical shell. The machine does not have a thing to do with that part, as that was his fucking parents, literally. I have had a wide range of deaths, or really, events that led up to causing these deaths each time. Every conceivable thing just about, even being shot to death in a convenience store up in Williamstown, New Jersey, a WAWA, is on this list of literally dozens now, of deaths and resurrections. But never told or at least never examined in any real heavy scrutiny; aresome things about me and my earlier life, that may be what is interacting on this nightmare of horror that humankind calls endless or eternal hell, that do indeed cause this wild ‘Telosion-like’ illusion and mirage. Hollywood loves to fuck with me, and anyone following my blogs knows two things. It has been going on since they put that antipollution commercial on American TV, not the one with the Native American canoe man with a tear in his eye, but the other one with the pigs on the beach. It all started in the very late sixties with this, and they have been following my life, literally, for reasons that elude and defy even my wild claims, but they sure know why, and then they make hundreds of billions and maybe trillions of USD by now if it ever could be all toted up and figured out honestly by professional top Certified Public Accountants and whistle blowers from within the industries of Hollywood and the RIAA (Recording Industry association of America). I would have no reason to say all of this, and have it be a lie, a delusion, or a sickness. If I was that sick, believe me, I would go and get help. But to finish this off for right now, and later on attack it blow by blow with following blogs as we move towards the 15 year; the interest they have with me, as with all things, transcends just one realm. They, as do I, exist first in energy, and then afterwards, in mass or matter, you know, the material world. What is being said a bit simpler, is the Astral-Plane has a condition-interaction called the BRIGGBASE, a deadly horrible place, owned by the real entity who is now dreaming that he is my cousin Donald J. Trump. He is the Jameral-1, this is like a five star army general and a US President all wrapped up into one, on th e physical tangible material waking worlds of physicallity. This is why he had me create his essence and place it into the body of a young businessman, once the United States Copyright Office informed him that I had some wild machine, and in 1985, early in the year, they even asked me about what I had, and I was not shy, and told them, it was one hell of a cool machine. Again, a small lie is in that statement, since never up through present point in time, has it been inside one neatly packaged encased machine system. It is a technology and it consists of many many parts and connections, and also needs to be carefully used in precise ways or it is like splitting a diamond, it is ruined and you are left with garbage. But LSS folks; this is not a pleasant topic for me, and on top of that, no one believes very much of what I tell, funny though, the top dogs all know that I am totally for real, it is the little yelpers who think I am just nuts. This of course is precisely what the world owners intentionally make sure is what is relentlessly happening to me.
Do I believe this has an end? You bet your ass I do Annie Cornfields Costner. But they are going to milk this thing with me for a long while yet. A moron kid could see that. Now some are wondering, perhaps, why suddenly this Telosion Illusion idea, and my response back is it is not sudden, merely that over the past few days, I ironed out some things in my head and then as with evolution , it eventually cleans up with the bad pieces ejected and the new pieces forming in with the best existing ones, to form a new idea worth blogging about. There are yet more than just these two, but those theories are way back in the early stages of the lab benches and drawing boards, not close to being ready for public examination. When I feel comfy about telling what I believe could be going on around me, take my dam word for this kind peoople,i ave been toying around with this for months, if not years, and when I finally talk about it, it is because I have reached the place where at least it is intelligible enough to be blogged to a viewing audience without getting total uncontrolled fits of raucous laughter.
Already I have tried hard to show that nothing ever just happens, and is all part of a wild full-even-total-interaction, where each actual thing that is happening to any and all of us at all times, is sort of a process of elimination from all total hyperspace possibilities, and this gets so complex, that I would only have a chance to speak about theories like this, with colleagues on a level that unfortunately wound not recogniZe me as their colleagues since I don’t have the many college degrees that would put me in their classification. So those that are more on my world accepted levels laugh and don’t get any of this, and those who could get it, refuse to even look at anything I say or do, since I went only to eighth grade and after that, SP-ED, and you don’t really think they teach you anything there accept how to get through the time and get the out into the world. These are just the unpleasant parts of reality, as if reality does not have more than enough of these things, without me adding any to the list.
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Frankly Congressman RA, I don’t even care.
Well, I am not the king of optimists as most of you know and especially lovely TB of EHT, NJUSAESMWG. Also Egghead Terry could chime in with calling me a 2007 Scatter-Brain. Still, I will never ever stop fighting and trying to get justice. The news right now is filled with those who the media allows the rest of us to know about, and allof their varying injustices.. Still, if you think for one minute, in a controlled owned environment such as these complex ages of the 21st century, that there are not thousands of real other stories all around us, like mine as well, that are chosen NOT to be ever brought to light for public scrutiny or action, you merely are not ever sitting around and thinking. If too busy every second to think, and all you do is get on social media shit and use those stupid ass little hand held devices that place all of us in individual unique realities, then you will never be able to see what is happening, and this is exactly what the owners and controllers of this world, want for you all to be doing, and you all are very very good well behaved sheep people, that many truth patriots have now labeled SHEEPLE. Truth Patriots by the way are what Conspiracy Theorists should really be labeled as. I did not make this up, it was said by a real wonderful entity, using that medium we call the YOUTUBE. I no longer use anty of this, and all I do now is keep my blog going,and that too, is going to be winding down. But for now, here I am, and here is my blog, Morianity. Love it, hate it, or any gray area in-between it, but here it stands for your perusal. It is not me being negative, but me being totally realistic, at least 99% of the time. Remember, as Bruce Pennock said early in the nineteen-seventies folks, “We’re all human, nobody’s perfect”! Hope burns eternal, right lovely luscious Twinbay from Jersey???? I’ll Bet you never thought you’d hear that coming from asshole little me! WOW THAT lovely girl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I sure Kernan that all is well with you, my best to Tiff and Jenn!
~~~~~~~~~~~GODDESS DIANA, MY LOVELY LIGHTNING.
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PEE, my genius wonderful daughter, WOW!
Yes PEE, I told what you said to tell. I love you sweet PEE! SHE NEVER NEEDED TO INVENT THE 74-WORLD PENETRATER DEVICE, AND SHE REMEMBERED ALL OF THIS. MISTER BAP, IF YOU STILL ARE OUT THERE, I sincerely hope the past two years has enlightened you to how travel is really done, not with machines and technology, but with ourselves!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The time was back in 1984, and things all started after Donald J. Trump opened up his first casino in Atlantic City, New Jersey; the Trump Plaza Hotel. YO YO YO BRO!!!!!!!!!! What can I say, Jay-Jay Evans?
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as Jennifer Washburn put it so eloquently, would prove not a whole lot, so let me just say this, in nice easy lingo. As of this present second, my belief systems are not complex unless as with anything, you wish to make it appear as though it is a lot more than it is. Something has made my life a living hell and it is absolutely organized, ever since I was a tiny child.
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THAT’S THE WAY IT GOES, © 1969 MARK WAYBNE MOHR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
IT ALL BEGAN AT ONCE WHEN I’S TOO HAPPY TO SEE, THAT SOMETHING REALLY BAD WAS GONNA’ HAPPEN TO ME. YOU PLANNED IT ALL AND NOW YOU’RE JUST A LAUGHIN’ WITH GLEE, WHILE SOMETHING REALLY BAD IS NOW A HAPPNEN’ TO ME, AND THAT’S THE WAY IT GOES.
LONG AGO I FELT THAT SOMETHING AWFUL WAS WRONG. NEVER DREAMING NOW THAT I’D BE SINGIN’ THIS SONG. I ONLY WISH TO GOD THAT YOU’D JUST LET ME BE FREE. AND STOP THESE AWFUL THINGS THAT NOW ARE HAPPNEN’ TO ME, BUT THAT’S THE WAY IT GOES.
(DHORUS)
OH THAT’S THE WAY IT GOES
THAT’S THE WAY IT GOES
THAT’S THE WAY IT GOES, AND THAT’S THE WAY IT GOES
THAT’S THE WAY THE EARTH TURNS,
THAT’S THE WAY IT GOES,
THAT’S THE WAY MY SOULD BURNS,
NOBODY KNOWS,
YOU’VE GOT TO LEARN YOUNG
YOU GOTTA’ BE YOUNG,
YOU GOTTA’ STAY YOUNG,
‘CAUSE THAT’S THE WAY IT GOES
MIDDLE JUNE 1969, WRITTEN AT 125-A HADDON HILLS APARTMENTS BY MARK WAYNE MOHR.
US COPYRIGHT OFFICE FORMS, PASTED IN TIME ERA WHERE THIS SONG WAS ON AT LEAST ONE OF THESE MUSIC PROJECTS
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Mohr, Mark W., 1954-
Mohr demo collection : set III.
PAu000442785
1982
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Mohr, Mark W., 1954-
Mohr demo tunes.
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Mohr, Mark W., 1954-
Mohr tunes.
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1982
Save me JESUS! SATAN is on the freaking prowl!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ALL THIS MUSIC SHIT STARTED GETTING RECORDED FROM THIS PLACE AT 1802 ROBIN HILL APARTMENTS OF VOORHEES TOWNSHIP, NEW JERSEY, USAESMWG!
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UP-UP-UP-UP, I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
BY JUNE IT WILL BE 18,000. BY END OF SUMMER, 20,000, AND BY END OF 2014, IT WILL BE 25,000 POINTS, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.
I KNEW WHEN THEY WERE POURING IT ON TODAY, THAT I WAS GETTNG HAMMERED BY A BULL ON MOTHER FUCKING WALL STREET, JUST LIKE OVER THE FUCKING CUNT WEEKEND, GOOD FOLKS. I HAVE GONE THROUGH THIS MISERABLE ICPE-APE-PARALLEL-EVENT NIGHTMARE FUCKING CRAP SINCE AUGUST 15, 1986, SO I THINK I KNOW WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT AFTER ALL THIS MOTHER FUCKING TIME AND HELLISH PERSECUTION!!!!
AUGUST 26, 2014,
TUESDAY MORNING AT 12:01
HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA
CURRENT TEMPERATURE 82 DEGREES FNHT.
HUMIDITY IS 81%, IT FEELS 89
DAILY RANGE WAS 90-H/77-L, WITH MIXED SKIES.
OH I FUCKED UP. IT WAS NOT 104 THE OTHER DAY. I MEANT TO TYPE 94. Sorry folks; I am only human!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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