TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN FROM THE HEAD MORIAN----050707.663
I sit here at Ed’s place machine penning the 19th blog. This is another horrible day. My mother told me when I was a boy that she always noticed that those in authority over me, mostly school at the time, would always start things and then never follow through. I was starting to learn the computer at my Atlanticare classes, and I knew when week after week, 4 one reason after another, it was cancelled or something else was done, that the same pattern was going to happen, I would have bet a million bucks on it. It all started with the power failure 6 weeks or so back. I will go to thwe library and sign up for a free class, as Ed is like all others I know, poor teachers, they get mad if U do not learn at their pace and totally forget that there was a day when they did bnot know so much either. I do him a favor that saves him 2 or 3 grand a year, and 10 minutres later, get treated like a first grader getting caught throwing spitballs, adults should not have to go through what I go through, but of course, this is all totally normal. No matter how hard I try, life kicks me down and hard, while others I know drink, speed on the road, do drugs, fightr in baras, the works, cheat on wives and Uncle, and on and ion, and never get caught, just breezing endlessly through life, it simply uis not fair, and this is why I will admit that I feel not one bit bad about my Friday vcounter attack with Magnesonic, the storms and deaths overseas, the crashes in the air, I do not apolojize for any of it, nor feel one bit bad about it, NONE. My own mom knew I was getting endlessly and repeatedly screwed by life, then turned around and treated me rotten later in life, not helping me when I would beg her to do the simpkist things, yet I was willing to live with her and turn my entire paychecks over to her. My friends, few they were, but those fwew, thought I was out of my skull to B willing 2B so nice, and let me tell all of U, NICE = STUPID, and U finish dead last and dead as well. The reason I have 2 take a certain medication every day is because McGuire did sometghing to me at just past 10 PM on the night of 4 June in 1983, U do not forget nightmares when they R bad beyond what possibly could B described in mortal words.I had just written a song called “113 More Shiny Big Moons” a montgh back in May of 1983, and sent it to the US Copyright Office for legal registration. This song will B posted in my music section on my website shortly. I hasve a nightmare story 2 tell, and 2 prove 2 a disbelieving world. www.morianity-foundation.com This is only the beginning of earthquakes, volcanoes, twisters, floods, fires, droughts, pestilence, air crashes, city violence, and ecveything else that my MAGNETIC SOUND MACHINE can throw at this evil Brigger Cult. This is the start, NOT THE FINISH. Kemtrails R non ending, everywhere, poisoning me, and causing many others to have strange illnesses, both mental and physical.This Brig force is real, and no one will believe me, they R the 1/3rd of the MILLIONTH COUNCIL, an ASTRAL PLANE AUTHORITY. Now a bit about wormholes, and Sarah Krassle: 5 times in my human world life as Mountainpen, [MARK W. MOHR,], 1970, 1980, 1986, 1996, and 2007, R off the scale major because of attacks by ROBERT MC GUIRE. 70 is when he blinded me permanently, 80 was the LOIS FOCA ATTACK-he knows what I mean, the arrogant demonic sneaky pig, 86 is my first total life’s destruction, 96 my second, and oh-seven is my third and ultimate. All because last week I learned that Ed’s upstairs neighbors R indeed related to the great and mighty KING’S!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Study the last 4 blogs, and C4 yourselves, I say things start heating up now as I have found the people I have been looking 4 since late 1995 into six. Saying that all Dogtown broke loose since is not giving credit to shit, it is just like saying that the ocean is wet and contains some water, or that the stars R not real close. Try immagining witnessing a trillion universes banging into existence and being able to witness it, now along these lines may start 2 describee all this bull fucking shit, MAYBE!!!!!!!!!! In 1997 on the first week in February, I walked into McGuire Bully Bitch’s Bar and nicely asked him if he could help me to find Sarah Karge. U might think I walked in and said things too awful to blog without a visit from the Secret Service, of the United States. In i986 I sent a song to the US Copyright Office, called RIP OFF TOWN, no it was not about Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG. It was about Hollywood, CAUSAESMWG. There is definitely RIO OFF TOWN EAST and RIP OFF TOWN WEST, IMHO!!!!!!!!!!!! Difference here is hypernatural. The second phasing of reality, straight out of the void infinity is the ASTRAL PLANE. The entities that R here on this plane, once conditioned and not confused by a truer reality than Earthworld life, know instinctively, many of the things I have blogged about for over a mortal year now. They R totally aware 2 the fact that they can remain interacting as they do, try to dreamdown into an physical plane reality, or join a strange cast of TRUE ABSOLUTE HOLLYWOODERS, the realm of the PHASE FOUR. Go ahead and meet a recdording artist or a movie act person, and tell me U ever will know that person, they themselves do not even know themselves. They play act to get where they get, and then it is one role after another, as the successful ones can make U go 2 4 diofferent movies starring thwem, and make U hate them in one, love them in another, cry your eyes out in a third, and in a fourth, crack U up laughing on the floor. But can U ever know this crowd, this mysterious gang of ‘world controllers’, of the ENTERTAINMENT WORLD? This club exists as a huge click on the astral realm, and they decided to totally take over the physical plane, our mortal life world, this is all no less than me telling you that literally I speak of a true INVASION. This is every bit as real, as dangerous, as wild, as incredible, and as nightmarish as any fictional book or show about deadly space aliens invading our world, I claim this happened allready, and almost 100 years ago, but took its slow good old time in getting to the point it reached by somewhere in the middlwe 1980’s, IO put it at 1986, Family Stations Incorrporated’s President, Mr. Harold Camping, believes it 2B 2 years later in 1988, either way, the trouble, tribble, and tribulation, is real, and more horiffic than I can begin 2 ever hope 2 describe 4 any of my readers. They know I know they R here, and know totally of the plot and the invasion, and the mechanics 2 all of it. Trhis makes me super fucking dangerous 2 them. This put simply, is why, and when, they made a quick decision in the scummer time in 1986 to totally wreck my life, but I do not go down easily. Thwere R people from various Astral World Provinces called “5th Phasers”. We have built into our lives in hyperspace, all 5 dimensiions and all the spacetime in all of it where they share existences in, a special feature. If U buy a TV set that can receive tomorrow’s broadcasts for example, this would B a very special feature. 5th phase beings have our own special feature, a LAZARTRACE SHADOW. We literally R lojacked so 2 speak in all of our existences, as R all entities on all realm, but after the LOJACK, comes the lazartrace system, built right into the system. No matter how many times UR killed or hurt or how many days pass, the regular rules do not come into play. UR literally retraced 2 remain the entity UR until a motive is carried out, B it creating a foundation such as MF, or winning the contest 4 who can drink the most beer in 77 minutes without puking. When the motive is accomplished, the program ends, not when the computer is shut off. In less than 60 years, U will literally C what I am saying, U teens today, that will B less than 80 years of age, when U can tell your cosmiputer or tri-box, 2 do something, and until the thing is done, the system works on performing all necessary things until the said task is indeed complete.
MESSAGE TO MT MOORE:
Yes, I should have stayed crazy, or in decoding the phase 4 Hollywood message, [PFH] message, I never should have remembered and thought about the times I spent as a boy on Tennessee Avenue, and when McGuire knew I was remembering, it was like U remembering the lynching in your show “SECRETS FROM THE ROSE GARDEN” They sure took the balconies off the Super 8 Motel, the X-TRINIDAD, on Tennessee Avenue, in ACNJUSAESMWG. Why the great Sarah-Stacey wanted 2 play her game with me called GUESS THE NAME OF THE GUESTS, IS NOT TOTALLY FIGURED OUT BY ME AS YET, BUT REMEMBER, I TOLD U ALL THAT MARY WAS STYANDING OUT ON THE BALCONY WITH HEER FAMOUS GREEN DRESS EPISODE. Time does not allow my telling what I need right now, this was a very bad fudging day 4 me, and have every intention of calling and registering at the Cooper Foley Road Library, and get my computer training. As 4 McG, remember Mary, your wicked dude in the show was exposed and defeated, and that has phase 4 power to it. My computer guru has a name in his name that is also symbolic 2 lits of things, that cannot B talked about presently, for safety of him and others. Mister Mayor, tell your Irish bastard friend McGuire to lay off me, or I will file on U as a private citizen, read the New York Daily News page six, and 2 think that U fucked me out of my friendship with McGinty back in the 90’s, anyway, the May 2, 2007 issue of the paper, I am the one person that understands, but that does not excuse your crumby behavior your honor. All I ask is to tell that bitch 2 back off of me, and remember, I will send proof to the Atlantic County Prosecutors Office with the photo where McG got into my face on T Avenue last autumn, taking tourist pictures of public AC property is totally legal, his intimidation howecver, IS NOT. It is all up on my website, ACP Office, go to www.morianity foundation.com, I will B at the Prosecutors Office tomorrow, taking Paula King’s cousin 2 her parole officer in Mays Landing, I will have her drop my website address off 2 him, UR all playing with major shit eating fire, so B politely advised, please.
Brown eyed girl CALLIO KAL, UR my SCYLLA, and MxcG has U in prison, under his power. I am going to help you big J, UR mine forever, and no matter what all these evil henchmen do, if I must, I will send U something that will make U remember how absolutely all powerful that UR, and remember how U agreed not 2 destroy the world, because I loved Diana, to use your precise words, well I still love your blond cousin, my lovely lightning, and most of all, my god. Remember world, Utah was once Utah, things happen, and they happened again in the 1960’w with me, right here in the Jersey devil state, right Donna, mizz mistaken identity???????