Blue
blew.
CHAPTER II:
Cetvies © 2005
– 2014
Inthenameofhumanrights © 2005 – 2014
Cettevies © 2005
– 2014
Moura, amour
Mourir = mortal.
If people keep on leaving their rubbishes
on tables, on grounds, on everywhere, no talking, too high level, of being
autonomous, for someone else to go behind, it is because they are getting
closer from slavery, as in ancient Egypt where luxury flirted with atrocities
in the name of a place called a palace for mommy.
B
It is shipped as dirt.
Man, human, hu-man, you man.
Finally with rhetoric like this, one
thinks themselves as being the sole actor where there is twice much, in fact
billions more than expected.
And it is like that that one is cut into
pieces out of comprehension, honor, and sees.
N
I don’t even talk for me, it is my wife
that knows, even if I’ d wish my love is too daddy to smell how
this sleaze laze goes.
If you want to lose your head, it is ok,
i d like to assist,
But don’t love with them
Oh, sorry lose.
Openly Fascist regimes will burn the
books and surely for this main reason is that any book into the hands of a fascist
attitude will be managed to serve its ideology trends.
Every sentence could be utilized against
you.
Furthermore, it is also why it is so
important to understand the authors’ context whatever sociologic, economic,
social, professional, familial, mental, psychological, personal backgrounds
alongside their motivations and stratification and community shaping that
occurred during the writing to live their debates and necessity.
Debates, combats.
I-deo (god)-logy.
I here should be written ‘i’, it would
keep its humility, not of, from and aiming at sembling or citing ‘dynasty’.
Ego, egg, hog.
And I is a temple scratching the sky as
long as the soil is well and firm. Not stiffen by concrete, but by pastors’ caressees.
Human beings has spent its energy edifiying building that are too high for them
to check and balance orders and so they will have clans.
And for any another of them one day they
will have for scene the building without foundations as they are gone in mine,
they will distinguish, peering through one’s soul that the temples are too
heavy for the mind to fly.
Why did they kill the nomads? Or the
little house, good shed maybe?
She’d.
Oraison. (O reason)
And a relationship.
If you possess the ability at exiting,
prompting, you possess too those at
calming, pondering.
In – ter – action.
Ter and double play.
Remedy and/or its poison.
Der. Ter. Don’t worry nor argue too much
it is just Latin.
A propos, the French former hegemony
coming from being the main
remain of the Latin mastery.
Lyrics and elaborated grammar.
Der (nier)(end) ter(re)(soil, ground,
plan-et)
No, it is just the privatization of up to
my grand-ma, which leaves us
voiceless, deprive of roots, references
or chiefs. Or the chance of
belonging to a just society, just
fragmented to the point that the break
down of units render no one able to
report about the condition of their
humanity- you get the sack if you want to
follow the few good laws that
are supervised by ??? Santa-clauss (scent
close) and still if you write your letter
about what is missing, the address of the
Gestapo is the one receiving.
You loose your job if you want to speak a
bit more than what you are
told to be paid. Deprive of dignity.
Deprive.
De private.
Superstition.
Super tuition.
A way of recording. Ex a mine.
Eyes are the soul’s mirrors because
beyond the fact that I can recognize
you and your spirit into this bird, the
way he looks at conveys the same
regard.
Guard.
The lines of the eyes are so fine that
they are almost instant vision of
what happens to the brain and heart. Entrance
to the soul? At least near
the main organs.
And trance of the body.
By the way when one talk about
personality, might well talk about the difference of attitudes due not to
psychology but perceptions.
Also here the explanation what for people
lie about the hardship or simplicity muddled and kicked out of the a-ware, to use human beings just like a tool and not leaving
it too much at the right stove, and on the propaganda keeping him busy denying
its bro their rights and their duty.
Machine un-thing-ing=with action however
linking.
Denied of its one’s thought as not invest
with, for its only say on natural fertilizer its con-damned stool.
-It is not of your business.
-And if I was killing you, it won’t be
either.
Future collapse,
And collective lapse.
The problem of religions is that they are
unfair and intolerant, and the on the poverty and accumulation, wasting,
exploitation they put the veil of laissez-faire.
Like I, said Nietzsche, god is dead, not
in true grounds but in the religion are a monster having lost its head.
Not that any religion could have god but
at least to honestly pray, prize, praise any of these creatures, to the help to
any other and any of its activities, its self quest-as long as life is not
threaten by any of our plan. We are subordinate not of god but of the hidden
wish of saying we are working towards divinity while aims are at the denial
that life is so short, that god is dead for it is in no second that we
will repay.
And on the other hand for what’s is
religion is thank to them, we still speak of supra.
Provide the don’t deride.
Decorticate.
dissection.
Shelling.
Shell ey. (thank you for marry on
imported fables)
intimacy
in time.
What am I grinning at you my love, it is
because you introduce in my discourse thing, counteract, that if I had to take
into account, my having to argue would become too difficult, too complex for me
to treat.
I have always wage war in your name, and
now we can speak you lecture me about the limitation of my view, that if I did
that for not the good of all, I should have better done to stay on my own.
But for you I ll reconsider, but for you
without strength and anger, what my angel, my lamb, agneau, could come?
The soil, the land, the ground.
What about the underground? Guarded as it
is from respecting the funds, and conduct its fertilizers. Don’t mine it to
preserve its crust and limits, and give back that it perm(able)its, in for
example making compost up to recycle our body waste.
This limit having not being nurtured what
about our underground armour?
Thinking in haste will bring death fast.
Boy. Body.
Girl. Hurl.
Where are humans from?
Si tu ne fait pas cela, cle.
Je fais vais croire que je ne suis qu un
de plus sur tes histoires de perles rares.
If you don’t do, odd.
I am bound to understand that I am
another else providing your stories about your endeared scarcity.
And that like a mumu, it is my feminity
that you pursue.
I d like to be your moon, but if the
light’s not real, it has to come from the pervert-satyre, in love iw with
oneself.
But I am not a mumu, I won’t enjoy my
pussy for being the queen of my children lost autonomy.
Christians are the same, am not writing
this for economy, I will avoid fatua, faulty.
To pretend be a preacher because you want
my wife as your prostitute or as your nanny. My boy let me tell you that if I
cannot kill you in the name of homosexuality, others will do, another of one of
the all intrusive religions, re-league, name it.
If I call you mumu, it is not by disrespect,
is that the religion does not hold it.
League.
Real agua.
Le age.
And tradition suffer from being enslaved
by the one in power, the brutes punishing the older, the younger, the women.
Undignified the stratus that are not here for the stream towards purity and
water needed for all asperities.
Humanity law, relig-ion releguer. Beleaguer, relic, reel,
real
Describe the same, but what are we
getting?
Beget
Renounce your homosexuality, you would be
killed for your renouncement. As no one is brutishly ignorant, we need some
courage, you d be killed savage as an example for the ave age.
Through the teeth you can feel the nerve
arouse inside the bone and enamel.
Soul and sanctuary. Need for healthy. How
can we do health as long as one to transform mouth not into taste but shut down
to a neck that promised you to break. Brake the natural feeling of having two
happiness, enjoy oneself while noing others’ and all as wells.
No-ing is a good when they bury the right
and duty to prioritize actions over common good- of course the common good is
not self service, in fact it is as your participation give you the choice of
pick them up if you see your socializing-other than for food- as a necessity.
As for homosexuality issues they are the
bigger because people make us believe that it is the only concern they are on
religion. These bastards stinky that live on poverty and perverting others into
saying I ll betray up to my individual freedom as being an individual,
not at the service of the rats that I cannot even vote for, they are hierarchy
of monarch too less in courage to show their head, I d cut.
Because right now honey, people look at
each other in whispering perfectly that we won’t have anything left, that they
continue for their tomorrow, not the tomorrow of their children.
That when one is abandoned the survival
instinct is on killing people that made business of it.
But who? Every one? No any record I am
sorry. As if they were one, we could start to sieve, not lifes but the
companies that have more than purses but the curse over the legion.
Us, we work all for that, what happens,
are we king carpat,
carpet?
I’ d rather Dracula as at this point of
thing, maybe could it be eliminate the one more abusing.
For the ones that cannot sin the debt
that privileges have over humanity, at least to leave a corpse rend would come
like the prophet.
Prophecy of nothing, don’t sound
emulated. People are dying and all get the TV, that finally tells us, here are
your daily, as soon as your bread won’t have to be fleshy by the rosy chin of
your own fuckery. Faker.
b
To see the light poured like a
transcendental stream, but that put you in (an) awe. I don’t do it, well. Will.
w.ill if am not dying from it or my
coming to be too short for that, or worse unwilling to do my duty, life is
misery.
B
To be pre-tense, say what we think we
could before the melody.
Fucking writing, me courageous,
not note naught. Scourge.
But at least, one could be accuse of
dishonesty if the theories are not outright lies desinvolte, casual, casually, casualties.
Mind if it is like in this planet where
people provide laws that could appear ok, but for show nothing that if one
follows them, I’ d be discartel,
dismembered. Ecarteler.
Told apart. Tear apart.
The writer should be invite to test it.
Accountability process work only for an
account the bank figure and shape.
I am evil, but from your contentement of
having this kind of job, one prayer, for the people now deprived from forks or
any useful party, is to see the bank play with figures on a large scale.
Why being so nasty. Because you won’t
wake up before the tyranny that is so praised indiscreetly as if in the mosque,
churches, government, any of our offices, people called upon psychology, to
appear happy before the utile savagery. God who takes the time to look at your
dandle, will think how come that h is a pork. As a pro of the technology we would
have hoped, desperate that we would accept that a pork is the unknowns enemy.
Be their sufferance, as the one of the homo that are discriminate, not for your
orgies, but for proposing, the last that h put the planet through, stupider.
Stew pie. Spire, spider.
Stupid, stew, spied.
B
I wanted to dedicate my work to the woman
I love. But the woman I love is behind every sound I am prepared to deal of.
To be submitting, sub, as one cannot face
its resolution and death.
As in a group or they all pray ducking or
embracing their hands, in the only hoping that their false bro will maybe spare
them. Not long, you would better inform on history and recurrent pattern. Servitude
as final solution as if hitler wanted to be alone to lash Jesus Christ.
Not that I am for jess, I d be alone by
now, looking at the crowd and say, I did not know that in my writing was the
blood in my plate.
Immaculate.
Accuser.
b
Does the devil whistle?
How kind of prey one has to be to endorse
this rubbish of ignoring the birds?
Murderer.
Mort d’horror.
More erer.
Mort error.
This dream of the super heros, to kill
the mean as soon as we would exactly be in-formed of what happens.
Knowing everything? To say that one can
know the exact circumstances of the chains of acts, would have to realize one’s
dream of pure judger to have sold to the devil this begging question, what
happened? What was round?
B
The veil worn as it hides, restrains some
of your perception. It develops
some others.
It protects from the sun and the sand
Whilst people can be more in chase to
potential perception, sense,
vision, prayers, determination, mission.
Or be all in out-look for
Potential attacks.
To hide the inhumane injury of having to
serve the undeserved.
Or pray without show one’s exaltation.
If it is not for identity or say my
people is dying, my thank you won’t come or not religiously plotting an
overturn topple, with too similar faces that would be recognized as being with
the same philo, exploitation, outrance, outrank, outrage, saturation (unshamely, or yes by the
perversion of religion called humiliation fronting humility) out-rage, out-range. Gare = station,
beware.
Nage
= swimming distance. Range.
Age.
B
Riches go with security
As the more they want to get rich the
more they must hire enough
satisfied staff for protection.
In the hope of the most, that one will
have to get people happy with
having to dedicate one’s time to protect
one’s other idiosyncrasies.
To keep your staff happy with their jobs
and able to protect and enhance
that they are trusted with better working
conditions have to be put in
place, that leading to perhaps better
social conditions.
The missing element being that people
might be able of any type of
unfairness and ruthless for money or for
simply the means of living or
surviving.
. on staff and stuff controlling, and the
riches to work at one’s personal fetich, without one has to devote one’ sacred
time to another whimsical esteem.
B
Gargantuan
Guargantesque.
Guard the giant.
Mind.
Monopoly of the waste stag.
Religion is a place where everyone should
stay silent.
When this is not occurring then humans =
H tell and ordain themselves as
being god and religion becomes the bearer
of sectarianism, the
condoner of totalitarism.
Morals are somethings, else, the intra-intrinsic
duties and reason for life to be respected as the only one lesson.
B
Reveal and bring one’s cattle, as human
as any other creature as to guard the nature.
Reveal in reproduction or rear of the
veal.
But don’t tell me sacrifice, as without
the R that brings out liberty and sanity (san, sans, sang- without blood) of
life.
R-eveal.
B
Sacrifice
Cru (raw believed)
Rue, = dangerous, anger. Accrue.
b
Plastic and other poison, into the
ground, in the air, will gonna eat them as life of human is with them mad-e busy.
We will have to called the jin, people of
fire, to expiate habits without pi(e)ty.
B-US_Y?
b
Communism can't work since imposes unto
the people.
Imposing what, how and who shall produce
and sell.
Thinking that it is possible to know and
have found or rather founded!
B
Too much interest in sex hides fear of other
situations.
With diverse ways of contention, debates,
interests, perspectives,
Territories, concessions…
wanking.
B
Finally feeling good when i have lost my
energy.
As i don't know where i would have put it
(fire).
Accompli-shed.
B
Hip= the fruit of the wild rose.
And their baby.
Like a father, she was ignoring my
advances reacting so pushing me towards others’ inspirations and ambitions.
She, this man, my man, like my mummy pushing me, keeping me aloof.
Abandoned twice. Am I my own, twin
enemy?
As a writer all personal pronoun, love
don’t be-long, it last. Forever.
I am a lesbian, a woman for the woman I d
die with and for, for her my writing.
Without apologizing but still to have to
say, to have to spend this holy time since heel hell is its display. I have to
do this as for the first stone, mumu don’t stand the story before them.
Them, stop the laugh, it is compulsory,
sory.
A compulsion of hatred that lead you to
think that I will accept to be led by men –manhood- that cannot be evaluated
enough to take for life, the wife it at random.
Everyone can understand that repartition
of family unit was a survival play, but keep down in survival and death dance
will outlay.
B
It is a good reaction not to believe in
another prophet that the all equal respect.
It prevents you from believing one’s has
itself invented every thick.
B
She would stop me when I am flirting with
death and not the sword.
N
The morals writings are about the people’
s attitudes.
But morals as attitudes are not inbelibelable.
Bello, belligerent, libel.
N
When people speak about community, party,
corporation, trade as they spit, crept, script (king, unabolisher baton) den a
threat. The society of accumulate and without having to work for it luxury-restablishing
a fair proportion and having the people choicing on what count most and best
for them, and the object of true study, the object in which they could make
love a conceptualize, crystalyse interest endlessly-, the society of slavery.
b
Ariel with my several of the reasons.
Gabriel, you the one, giving to my soul
its live, liberty.
How am I gonna to have sold it, hwo could
I protect our love and life as a whole without be lost in it?
And if I lose you, what would from
becoming the mass murderer the most notable prevent me?
Crunching when praying is to appease
one’s misery, exhaust, the breathing to him directly.
From my wife, hetero of sickness sadness
sadness ugly. Without her and her teaching me that hetero can be alright, we
are together, if you now that I, mean, would cut you into and eat your flesh,
one by one, one by one, all of you, the soft eunuch, that can’t even forbid others
deciding for your pussy. I d eaten you all licking bones and sucking inside for
not it to feel again, the weight of one’s dirty.
B
S
She was hetero, but for me my wife, is
the paradise, the one I grow for it to take me.
If refuse an ideal becomes more boody
that the fear that having to lose a few commodities through fight for
liberty.
N
In love, at least a little, it is this
little that permit to take long term decision or from them, powerful action, ab
solute, tell me why you don’t love me anylonger and if it correspond to the
precept with which I love you for and with, I could still be your man, woman
that would applied the one you believe in.
Maybe mind you d be ok to let me spurned
after the rise of the possible, it would take me ten tomes to speak about the
espoir (opposite of despair) that have belonged to the shadow, the forgotten easy,
the slave of the economy that would know that ideology would not hold them for
ever from terrestrial, see.
The evil exist, but as a master no, only
has another occurrence described so in our ken or encompass, master h,e d
become to eat us and our sin, and soul is the gourmet, gourmette, bracelet. The
crucifix, any talisman.
To realize to which point I am phobic
when putting me in a situation of thinking that that could come for me. Maybe
not in the light as in the light I would not call for it. But why if I was
deciding to go inside a cave and be haunted by the shadow of my remembrances?
B
Soul, solu.
Sold-e
Solo, dissolute. Desolate.
solution
soulagement (relief, relive, the
dimension of the more than previously seen)
The TV provides us with so many pictures,
that we get the impression of having discovered everything.
Beware that the TVs are in fact the
vision of desolation of what hu main, has killed, exploited. Not the pictures
of what he cared for, attend, respect, and try to give and ensure them the
longest live of all, leaf, bail.
You are watching the cemetery thinking
that we all goat it.
Ex-ist.
Be phobic on the mass, as what if my lack
of appreciation, was calling to be slay, sled.
Remembrance.
Re-membrer.
The dark the torpor, what when the last
jugement?
B
Mer-cene ary.
Mere
Pere
f
Wanting to kill the demons by jealousy,
everyone want more ability.
By, buy?? Ha, ha, ah, how humorous one
is.
Try to assess how much of me could be
save.
But if I think too much, that I would
send away, be my seve.
Sap (meaning enclothed, shrouded, blanded)
Mer-duress.
The story like at in at a tale where the
foundings are not moral even if they wish they would, but lack of means, of
skills or mind, or when life is about to become the elogy of destruction more
than the path for life celebration.
To have to kill a couple of snake, as my
mother could have been bitten by inadvertedly trample, as they were residing
near home. But I killed a family, instead of being able to take them on another
good and nice, appropriate grounds.
Before knowing how to speak together and
make sure that no one kill not the other. I had killed the family with which we
would have been supposed to be friend enough to know our private surroundings.
But what choice did the orphean have more
than protect the sol-e
of her degrees.
B
Asking for pedigrees. Agreed. A greed.
Pedo, incestuous crossing.
If people attended religious place in
order to meet, have, being included in a collective, and also to hear classic
texts about soul soothing.
But not in any case to caution the
practices of the manager of rites, that are exactly like trading, that the
civil society is, a race for salaries doubled with an attend at spoiling the
true attempt at liberation, as liberation per se would condemn their
strategy-tactic.
Strategy
State egy.
State ego, egg and effigy.
A writer owes his writing at every sound.
The one of its neighbourg, pets, companion, mechanic, electric appareil, roads,
music, house cracking, streams, wind {…}.
Parallely, I d like to thank Microsoft as
for correcting my word a lot appear to and fro whom I have picked so many
enlisting.
It is just my duty of avoiding to hide
the plot of plagiarism.
N
Freedom is attacked for it is the
reflect, mixed and result of the
individual psyche, knowledge and will.
And what anyone may well be when
other individuals are still, will be or
could be, in danger or in pain. What is
freedom when others, or any are yet suppressed?
Is?
Is-is? Osiris, Seth a trip e-labor-ation.
Love has to be protected but what will it
become if it has on for trip a limited spread.
.Agony.
B
Ation.
Nation.
Symptom, at pompous, pun, pomp, poem,
home, none, nome. At ion.
I don’t have back problems because of my
genetics.
I have back problems because of the
inappropriateness of my current activities or simply the way people want
me to stand, instead of crawling, being on my fours, my nose, its reverence to
my earth enabling.
Ena-bling.
Hum-bling.
B
In manipulating our genetics what are the
exploiters in rites are gonna to bid? Gone, gone.
Gonad.
B
All my life asking, but when becoming
honest facing the absolute of you infinity, only the glimpse of you were worth
mine nine and half for you.
As long as my equals all-ow me to
woo you and the other being I chose for barrister. Fatua.
B
Chose-hose, pressure and conduct, in a
ligny way.
The oasis of the desert, desert from
relative, from my being outlaw, out load.
From the prison of locked in-security.
That in a spirit time is a second spend on behalf of the realization of what is
un-miss-accomplished.
Shed, shed. The acclamation of the crowd forgetting
that the ramages
(opposing feathers, shelters, what we gossip, foreclose, disclose, envisage without
for even seconds sweating for it to appear or disappear according to what we
know is good or bad: rob (ravage, damage, salvage, hamage) couldn’t resist a
blow from hierarchy. H is not sup, he is blind only.
Sup, erior. Sup error.
Hierarchy. ‘Hier’ in french, means
yesterday.
Am not talking about the older when they
want but the pieces, but before H my friends, are the ones that will ‘notice’ their
not being all-one.
Alone, alone, before the count-age.
Coinage, conage.
And after. Don’t ask, think for yourself.
B
If you teach someone that it is only good
at some tasks, one day he will arrive with the mastering of those rampant over
others, or with the proof, it can also handle a dagger.
B
Lid, like each ideology and dogma, with
their cap on morals (giving morale to their troops, saying we will be the nassty)
and religion, saying we are peaceful as a minority, trees hiding the forest of whory
dishonesty.
Dodge gown.
B
Ordain.
Perdeign.
It is the beauty, the impregnable, of the
nature. Parasitism is devoid of intelligence and will become the cause of
laziness. And one cannot expect anything from abandoning the fight for live and
thus symbiosing.
For you. Forte.
b
Impregnable.
Pregnancy.
The human have as a mission to remain the
herd of all others animals.
That is to say making sure that
everything is settle for every species to live on the best of the environment
and our kind of intelligence searching for these environment to be the freest
possible from violence. Violence mainly caused by lack of territory and
resources by firstly stopping killing other animals for our own selfish use or
from our lack of respect for their biospheres.
And like that starting to communicate
with other species and begin the travel on all seas.
All seize in Fluidity .
B
You will have to teach them something.
Or else, they will likely being taught by
the predators of raison.
Raise on.
Raise son.
People say that a more shared society and
egalitarianism society could not work, because they pretend that this society
of shark works like a dream. The utopians are them pretending that the in put
they imagine are right, almost comprehensive and perfect.
What leagues? A leg of shaming the roots
to the offspring, refuse improving, refusing tests and e-labor-ation, refusing
life.
A work in-stills, in-stead a deal.
Clans.
Claws.
The ban on noises and mechanisms produce
by the body performance.
Tab-boo on the fact that we would have to
speak with ourselves, organs and digestion.
Tab-bat.
Performance.
Per-for-romance.
The date, my favorite, is even not the
one we met, it is your birthday.
e-nough.
Try of not be frighten by having to
concentrate on my work, as I hear you at anytime. As my work is dedicated to
you, as I’ ll have to strengthen me through, that you are the aims, end and
goal, the nature itself of it. And that thinking of you or trying not to, you
are the one that dicts.
N
Out of control, the mind completely dark,
or completely blank.
Account on transparency. Grand gang grant
bank.
To have to do the work for capable others
without fair exchanges, is a builder of fierce hatred that no unconscious could
ever be containing.
Do the job in an unintelligent, dirty,
slavish, destructor way, for the unconscious it is beyond, it is to the Pandora
that they will belong.
B
Your life without I would have become and
still do, a monster as thirsty, thrusts, as bloody for you.
Whether it is of my wife or my husby or
my god I talk. Without?
As you are the very manifestation that
there is a god for all and an angle, angler, angel for me.
Why angler, because macro soft, hint it.
I’ ll be ridiculous, as my play with
word, is to forget that they alone pin, when I write them the sadness
inhabiting a body drawing, drowning.
Drawing to have imagined. As used as yesterday. The past is a grave if
the future does not shelter, our life, a slow trespass on desire upon
seceding. Heading, ending. Rear, rire (laugh). The grinner when the
nature has gone, when you in abstentia, the greener is the side of revenging on
existential hunting.
Don’t become phobic, nor claustrophobe,
exit, you are the one I would not touch, nor dare judging, as without your mark
I am the errands. But, on the other, that I don’t know on you, but on the one wanting
to be a companion or to raise kids would do, a deriding comment followed by the
succeeding attempt to ruin my family. It is the why, my love, they want to have
succeeded at least once, and the base of profiteering is the impulse kept on
the legacy. They kill, remove, disperse, threaten my family. Each drop I would draw,
with a banker mercy.
As waning is life, I won’t commit the sin
to think that after my fair vengeance would ruin. She would be the new life, of
an energy voracity with for limits the crimes being staunched, eat.
The mere need for eating is the warning
of that one day we will have to repay for what the bellies take.
B
Inside the belly might resonate the all
thing that one has seen and now that the body inspects; or is let known about.
B
In-noce-scent.
Innocence.
To be with you, and your presence, the
aim of existence. Or stop and having to live to meet out subsistence.
To have to do that as the global don’t
protect the one to be tow, tow, two.
An experience of tears, experiments of
foe.
N
And maybe your call is simply the way,
the feeling, the density, with which I have to resume in integrality my path to
you, appeasement of unity, by there redeem, condone the chance of the peace
brought by you, my ariel, art eerie.
N
Territory.
Terror.
N
Love and the pious animal. And prayer
towards my salvagery as she is the one as a sensical, essential weapon. Salve
as deep as our intimacy. Intimidate. As my violence is none by the flight that
defend my nest involve. Viol. Vie all. But if one hurt, it won’t be a thin but
complete cleansing.
Animality is an answer to condition in
which I cannot play, not think, adore, without endangering.
Animosity
is perhaps not in my intraseque nature because I am mummy, and for my children
to understand their faults I could endure more than one labor. But just when I
imagine that she could be the one, victims to have to ensure life through
injure, in me come presto, death call, death row, death ring, and breathing(,)
their murmur.
B
Ad-ore.
Choice, other, sum, ado, vibration, tremens,
asense, corresponderence, ero, rod, erod,
Alchemy.
di-amants (lover).
N
Style, steal, stole, idolatry of
insouciance form.
Not insouciance in fact, this is
creativity, but forms a crater, critere of such egregery.
As I meet you know I don’t see my death
as the necessity of finding, nor despising, but now I am ready, as I know where
for ever, will lead. Wild, wide, for to be loved cannot so stop. Death could,
me a treasure as nothing stronger than that.
Death could disappear, indeed, res-(em)pire,
but view, v-u, into eternity, NO.
I don’t speak anylonger, because it is
about dealing and concessions, pull by below, to speak with murderer. Singular
as the whole prize is pimps, Piz, a babel tower that won’t hold this miser.
Timid.
N
Eyes, as mirrors, as they are the
receptors the finers, at least in a lot of occasions. As such one can see what
is perceived, felt, processed and to it the reaction.
As precious and fine, as a membranous
wetty, ordain exactly.
Supplique no but coming from you yes, as the supplice without would
not be known as such.
Ex-ample Move.
Acidity of tea, so tasty siping, that
make adoring some lighten satiety.
Ste er
Ste en.
Ter, ten.
Stern.
Cern.
b
Sexual sensation are not weaker one, let people felt as if they were
fine, accept, approach, and kill it from nearer.
B
Religious, league.
Wig-wag
B
People limited by the own understanding,
that is propaganda, and we don’t know what atrocities to prop dismembrance of
reason, god-given.
And once This gift violated, the treasure
surrendered, and idiosyncrasies are the poos of idiocy.
Idiot. Id yacht. Don’t say jealousy,
become I am brave men, but if you treat me like a granted submit, me and my lot
your inferring inferior, I ll like and teach tueries (slaughter)
I am good women, I wish to be bloodless,
only a stopper on this suck (soc) that unbless. But beware that with
that I am endowed, reason, learning, teaching, if my troops are lost, as a
capitain, like every one should be, and as your air of superiority had nothing
but the pur-pose to disharm, and leave idle, without higher aims, nor means,
that my only solution, for me would be final, and for the reciprocity as
atrocious as one should be to pretend me jealous for protecting autrui
(autre-oui)(otherness).
Of course, you ll be laughing as in our stake
holder the all share is contumace (no one, no tell, no see- worse than Mafiosi,
they are one family). Would will kill them, alors, then?
Veins they want to buy, as for them is
rotten up to their body, that fight one horror, the trespass on god territory.
Juvence when stolen from youth of others is the mania trying to postpone the
hell that one nour-ish. The moon for
escape, but the law follow, one thing in life to remember, celebrate and learn
from, the logic is the flow. If we let today our brother, or any body in
disarray, knowing that and how avoid the cartel of letting die rebel the
tomorrow for us, is when you d hope that death was the one preaching for you
liberty. Freedom, freedom.
B
She says. A plural as my wife, the
venerate, is me inside like twin, triplet.
Deb ate.
Ebb.
It is not by humour, it is by
desperation, but this the habit you kick it out so, artso.
The torture, at least, won’t have the
toll of addeden pressure.
De==I omnipotenti.
Eden, den.
b
she entered my mind, my very brain, like
if a door she manages open.
I cannot know what will come out from it,
it has just happened.
But believe me this creek, an added
value, and no the one aspen.
n
people
want their priests slim as they entertain a relation to them based on
sensuality, sexyness, the one to who could be entrusted, sup posedly.
To be fast a sin, but because they others
don’t see into you almighty sex, could it be the main disarray?
B
People insist on the right to possession,
up to wanting other people’s body.
To ordain conduct about practices not
affecting n o one else (homosexuality, or simply how I attend myself).
Or in arranging through work or other
activities how people will have to use their body and mind in a destructive or
robotique, compulsorily mimicating, not for the skills or craft but to ensure
that one’s killed when working. The happiness and purity and quest at work
would be too high for such society to go with it; too abilitate for preserving
one thing, its bribery system. Sy stem.
If the bread is not enough for the body
and spirit to strive, it is not enough for us to produce this only.
Work should be, as long as people would
like, an half time production concrete, an half time production abstract. Or
something like this.
B
A society where every one could produce
for other’s healthy life, as much as one produces for him, but without obliging
at socialization, as socialization obliged is the first try at conversion.
Me my paradise is after my work – as long
as this work is freeing happiness and not misery, is solving problem and not prisoners
of freedom, my wanting is to go back to my wife and read for my unique
companion. Not that I don’t want to rest with others, it is not that she is
enough for me, it is that doing like this is the heaven, and as far as I would
have to babble for nothing more than conditional acceptance of the love, endow
by universe, the one is cherished and thus my property, all of this would be pain,
and pain is not brain, pain is not bread, pain is the threshold of any sanity.
Pain and society. Laugh, laugh, why am I writing, these sort of utopia are all
but poshcible, but one thing is sure is that in theories this could be the
debate on consensuality, and if now a remote interesting work (in the sense
that you improve, diversitfy, test, particularize, maintain, participate in a
broader or/and finer, more accurate and concentrated area, your skills as well
as your function will refine from that) is a total impossible, it is that first
there is no law asking for working conditions as a pride and exploration, expension
of the human nature, in the sense of defending its beauty, goodness, and to its
mother, the nature and space, its harmony and helping thanking, a transfer off
cosmic, as when one engage into conversation, one day or another, there is a
connection.
A law that would say, we have the
obligation of mutual protection, with serenity, and the case where there is
sufferance stopped most emergently.
Emergent.
Emergent is not the next power in
countries,it is the sufferance from which is built its pretense of riches the
slaves are sad and eves of the night mare of a people always nomads that will
have from now to stay on their bases. Basis, basis. Go back to them as
excentricity won’t calm the folly that threaten, laughin H fragile, further
more every day.
B
I d like to be a good girl, man. But I
cannot do. As when it is like that everyone watching you, doing nothing that
harass to see how well react, a lamb, a sacrifice, the spit on their
accent. Axe scent.
And if I start being virtuous, the last
to they d ask is to abandon my wife or husby, and the day they (the boss or
enemy) do that. I d become satan, at least I d ask for it.
B
This prophecies, instinct, intuition,
superstition, all so true or in the path of,
pathe, buy
but no so exigent in the precision detailed.
N
Our integral physicality was so endanger,
that coming together was almost insanity. Not to say that we were mad nor
foolish, but sign our destruction, not before god, before the satanee.
At the appreciation that our last moment
had come, or the first of the one of torture and misery, our bodies are not
prison, of you, of you, I beg, she would enter me, I am her shed, the head of here,
hear, of herd, I am her everything let me cry for it, as
just after, a split second, off it, we would leave the skin, to the kin,
the skies reunify. if something happened I would all cursed, and in me the only
felt, to crush through underground the destroy-ed- the head of the sultans, on
by one commencing by the top.
Who would like the mountain, as already,
our sins make us too much crumble. But one more thing, a certitude this one,
the mountain is here and won’t service H souls as they have the impression from
their unknown body, social satisfaction, this story is laughable, plenty of
wit, let’s admit, let’s admit. Let’s add the dimension of celebrity and the god
in the sky would become pale from it??
When celeb, the only moment people you don’t have comment on your identity, it
is when you are in the highest storey of an empty scrapper.
Our gabble are jealous, one don’t want
the power, they want facilities.
The power is an art too mortal, my
friend, for any to get it.
The power is spiritual, but the bigger
spirit has itself a shame, don’t get the essence, don’t meet the almighty.
The one day we will, this mountain,
fraternity, will show that dust should have called our envy.
B
Body is amusing, the other month
one has to eat bread, and cereal only diet to spare money required.
And it was a good month, each plate the
money make it softly ringing.
This month one can resume a varied diet,
veg cure, that purify and drain.
And it is only now that I can appraise.
Ap (after or void in french). How heavy, stony was last time. If I could I d
vomit it, vomit eat.
Don’t think that aids or porcine fuel,
flu is the big pest. As Don’t think that aids or porcine fuel, flu is the big
pest. As when will come the time where only carbohydrates will be available,
without the veg to water the cells, the cancer my friend, doubled that in the
food, it is not how it is kept, it is like it is grow that is the poisoning.
Am I not clear, babes?
b
To do at one’s utmost, but each time one
thinks, that is gonna be my true utmost. Tomorrow, my sorrow, if yesterday
command, the degree to which I’ ll have to do intervenance, intervention. Veins
hence, one order celebration of life, but keeping the stone, that would have
been thrown like a cadaver obtruding
the sea.
It is the why one has to look after
everything, because what have forgotten the modernity and post modernity, is
that they are post-medieval, antics, classics, and prehistory, any of the contemporary
(a life, alive?).
The archaic highness, had found the most
important of all treasuries. A soul in every, a life in the remand, our true
common due to it.
B
Understandable why some like tradition,
doing nothing all day, but looking after two or three pussies cats the modern
way.
Looking after them talking, pressurizing
with the coutumes. A piece of laugh, though the pro-blame is dangerous.
Lesbian.
Lezi.
If my wife agrees as long as like everyone
I have to grow potatoes the true opportunities.
Afraid of the women, treated as
different, the cross gender they called, woman out of army.
b
I praise you, no more debate, my love, my
heart, they are no more subject.
Subj-ect…
If God does sign, sing. They are not sign
of GOD, they are the signs one as everyone of us, has manage to perceive. The
odd.
To endure satan, and fight what it brings
temporarily on earth, one has to welcome more of the light god,
if not one will fail. Leaf.
B
The vegetable, the water able to drain
your nerves from their sacking shaking the tensions they need to get rid of,
and measure them, mind conservation, as well.
B
Residing.
Res hiding.
On side and receding.
Secede.
b
Holy writings are provided with auto
cleansing.
Death to the charia, dow n the
inquisition.
B
To fell, t o tale, tail, te all, theo,
that the cord is on my neck. And have to walk, to do the living including hole
breathing. Not because of the threat on the love I res-pect. Because my
love leaves it to me to self the sentiment that she does not grant up to it,
infiny.
Because, more than maybe, is she gone not
by mystery, solely she does not deem that for it am necessary. My hell, perhaps,
perpass, my salvagery, pretentious malaise.
Mal (ill)aise(ease).
B
Just to furnish an example on how the
students now are taught one art, the throwing chair, tables, before throwing
people.
In UK’s classroom.
b
Atcha.
At chase.
B
It is not that you ain’t
Is that you cain’t
Quaint.
B
Homo, sick.
Frame, far, farme from you.
But this pathos, my tender honey, would
bring on earth, the mortal disease, of having to finish a race that prevents
its members from the love for which they stand.
B
Because when I inspect the positive, I
can say yes I am this, but it is only when I recognize what my life is, that
I can surely lay down, but what without
this mummy, would I have done?
Oh, yeah.
I am delicate, it is why my wife could
may abode, abandoned herself to me, the paradise in sum, but without my master,
would I have not become harder than
necessity, a fucked horror, in one word, a non-self-assessing macho, a self
pity coward, a puta Mafiosi.
Necessity, survive and doing that
survival in all could become better. The rest for family, or becoming idiot,
don’t count on manipulation the genetics is the produce of self-history.
B
Ok, we keep calm, we eat, we will die,
and it’s filed.
Oh, mon amou-r
Ame = soul in French, amen. Soul = exhilarated,
stoned in French.
Ame, am You are. You’r
, am I supposed to find you? On the moon,
maybe in, to have to be buried, what’s life without you? A project for sects.
In-sects, in-cest.
B
Maybe you are treated as a servant (servable,
helpful, survivable, viable, like they would smile or appear serious very
suddenly), you are a devotee, people before your faith, and the strength to
which conduct your believes, have them blame.
But it is because, due to your work, that
killing for you, would be without mercy.
No acrimony, we could become dangerous,
unnecessarily.
Noa crim.ony.
N
Extase.
Exterior of toi (as)
SA
AS
B
Ma de mois elle.
Mad de moi zele.
Mat, as, mast, de mois en mois = month.
Elle. She, is a monstre.
No speaking, as even if it is a wise
word, it would be this good that they would take as not dignify of observing.
Caste out are not guilty, they are not
backwards, or cowards, or afraid. They just know up to what vice is going.
B
Dign, dine?
At god banket.
But if one diner is not at the feast when
this one is human, then the all party is no more than mess. Understatement your
meal.
B
We could liberate the day one are in love
enough with what we know of liberty, to allow the exchange but in defending it,
and one’s neighbour, oneself, to be abused or either abusing.
I open the libraries, but if books and
silences are not respected, it is with a shoot gun that’ ll be re-conducted,
show-in-out, bother.
N
I was always saying but, but with you, it
is gone, there is no gene (bother) home.
No one closer, not in biology, our souls
are the reins, thank you very much for this.
Perhaps, it is problem within family to
think one is linked by the proxy only.
Whit-in
B
To write about our love could have been obscene
as the love we build was target of their hate.
Hated, their object, of intensity, as how
could one prosper in this atmosphere in which (witch) one on rule is insincere.
But now I can do as you are here,
entirely came, if not in my own, I know who could be mine, the one I dreamt of,
the version of my mind, not the definite, the ingredient of seethe.
N
It is why these one for you, I don’t blog
it, as my love what it owe you, is a certain living.
Ascertain.
A certain. Ain’t hen. Nor eggs, what
then?
Insert into me the grains of our revolt,
if I like revolution, for you only the pace of a regular, killing the
harassment.
Reg.
Ger. (homonym with war and admin )
N
People bribe their children on
homosexuality and for it or they beat them up or they bring sexual satisfaction
of nearest proximity.
Pedo.
B
Words and marionettes.
Mari-honest,
But I won’t say it for sure.
To know is to keep on looking into,
As the wizdom escapes
Landscape. Game of the in-finity.
N
Ame,( soul)
Why soul it is so near from sold, and
from the typing slide so many times.
[[I am shacking, I am shackling.]]
I swear that most of the time I type
sould instead of leaving it in its mould original.
Orgies.
Pardon me.
B
The fault in typing indication of links,
the bridge between thinking and its occurences’oddity. Audit. Audit.
B
Using to think that love was about giving
everything.
But it is not enough, they were going I
understand why here.
You have to do and give everything but
beyond that, as your half itself won’t come and cuddle, the reward to your s-mile. Sourire (under laugh).
n
my duties as a suitor, as the one who
loves her, to let her go, or to go when asked.
In hell? If you are my female, don’t
comply to the pursuance of earthly? Moneist.
That would like love to be or locked or
banished.
N
The common people doing as if they were
not extremists are their phobiosophie, is to fuck everything that would at long
term care. Off, as much as, decimating the whole atmosphere, saying easy
coming.
Let’s say I am dido, but if Ulysses goes
I ll kill him not Penelope.
B
She wanted me to promise that if I start
courting it was not to stop. I implore that she let me do that.
Or else? Cheating, go in a bar something?
no, like with jane, direct under river.
And one day, no choice, no longer, to go
into the forest and wait for the crack up of all torpor.
Por tor (bending, wrenching). Sorry the
beast rappel (apple).
N
I use to have inspiration but now you are
here recitation only by heart my poetry.
n
heart
ea (look at the shape of it)
ob lige.
Obscene.
Leg, league, ligere (tied)
I found hatred thanks to my other part,
the same part, indeed, but without no complete-etude.
No grace, the terminator ready.
Don’t think of any war, this one your
party, it is not hatred, is selfish interest, uncapable of love.
This one is when after our scholar gave, emitting
conclusion, no one will sketch one move to relief the more than tension, the
morbid manif.
The one I am talking about, is the one
that would bring you thinking you are victim of more than your sin.
Nis-(recant) doing again, can’t if
morality.
Nb
One cannot say fuck you to this gap of
hole.
B
To my hear she was the crowd acclaiming,
as grown from her arguments my comprehension was willing to take sentiment.
Sentinel.
Empathy, emphases.
Phrases that would have blinded me of
anger now is releaving as she is the heraldry.
N
Releaving, releasing, reliving.
N
I trust her completely, my doubt did not
occur through that, just that far from me, my life was slow and lost, a fire on
both side, a death premature. Mature.
B
Mature, math.
Native, N-ature.
I won’t meet you any longer, you see know
I attack,
As our path is the same strand and led to
you, and led to me. And without I am finish, line of history.
And if it is like this, is that my only
is you, the rest an illusion, or instant weakery.
I have only you, the paradise is there.
And here.
A second on this pasturage, is the long
time forteress, to gain ability and strength and reconquier.
N
I ll stop tracking you, what you conspire
and me noted for our happiness better. As the rule of love, when bowing to
liberty, is that its rumor constantly increasing.
Bore.
And would not be lost as when I do
without hear what you would do, anyhow your presence in mine responding, will
dance with you.
And the next time, question, I ll ask
you, surer, sure, er (homonyme of hour). And love recompensing the having of go
off, before the bomb first blast. On my protecting you. I could do better,
pardon.
Pardon necessary has to die there is a
reason, my limit at hit that.
N
To have only you, my choice and destiny.
I am reconciliated with the past story,
you are my choice, the logic suite, the stricking blow, the one I had so much
worked hard even delusory.
N
You are my miracle, my everyday oracle.
Orace and its idole, show blushing when
you talk
And me your knight, vilainity would
stalk.
B
his finger I used to see, like if it was
nothing, whereas it was cut. Now 30 years later, miss at my hand.
Flirty, flirty will estrange. Love a
purity, sufferance the sign that shall be summoned arms and chivalry.
Dirty, dirty, the royal pleasure that
peoples steal saying we respect each other for the genocides that we obtain
through wanting to be the first of the cah cash chaines.
My computer whisper, indicate the slip of
my hand, or my spelling to give me other horizons, oraisons.
More than animist, je suis (I am and
follow or continue on)
Suis-su (be and knew) an ordi
(computerization, ordi-nation).
B
You will think I could cull live my life
as a devotee, help, help, twice as much and I could live, spare, sparingly.
Don’t do that my love, they would kill
you at the end, or me that you shamed, would have lost more than life, live. Evil
Speak, spike, s pitch, peach.
Tom y wife it is not a question of promising
faith and loyalty, without them am not any more a husby. Without being
hers-beginners, I would die immediately.
Betray cannot be believed, they are not
the acts that is done in marriage, not in the one where people said yes
willingly.
She is so sure I am forgetting, but
without her, memories the forbidding.
Spiritual sentences, centenaries,
spiritual ritual, divine in us divinatory.
Am not saying tory, or toy, am saying
without moral and life respecting, it is like death to god.
Evil legitimacy, on us, vampires, would
explain for real, why there is one, an hint, a heat, heading, chasing
territory, landing, screwed, drove in, nailed up, gothic pleasurable. Where
will be going life without value?
V-am
We could work for creating hatred and
have the money.
We would have to work with it, but to the
condemned.
Not condoning injustice but punish the disdain.
Vantardise in the form of letting others below the
ladder of oppressed worms though in the ascending.
The ladder to the tower that is at its
apex, summit of crumbling.
It is true am afraid H figure insane, at
the beginning, I believe in fair nature, as if not it is history, your next
voyage that would straight up your devation of law. Lower, lower.
But if we don’t do nothing
The little one could learn a language, it
would be the 4ht one at this rate he could know The ones of babel. Thus the ones wanting our skins might not spot
him.
B
Become as a shawl, do, not a shadow for
them, the oppressing, the one that are laughing. As since the human want its
alter to be sacrificed, the one alter will serve is another country, the
countryside.
Put aside by all the means at disposable,
the land as if they were cheaper than the food bought into poison. Try and
respect a lot, and competition will put down your care and quest to min-able
destruction.
They laugh so even if one tries to
res-tablish, a pace, no cares, the rest of all on which, she is not their
general, but the one of the faune, as the logic of human destruction is that
even if we commit the mistake of (hatred, alter) them, other species will
bleed, whose blood is dried as me.
And like a general chosen by are, the
necessity to be, I bow before them, birds, mammals, ants, mollusques, arachnoids.
This is not a rank, it is because simply
humans are not performant to at once get it.
Of its fate, since they reject destiny,
their denial of math, is preferment of what they therefore have to become, a
forgotten peepelt poked by their pipeline.
B
You are obedience to my destiny, the bow
to one’s loom and live.
You are the echo to any of me and of what
I already belonged to, abode, abominable, above all for my future the what.
Adobe.
N
Perdu.
Perdure.
F
Mankind or manking?
A joke.
j-(o)ust a joke.
Kkk
B
To have many children was a technique of
survival, due to the fear of death and the tremendous wourk to furnish towards food and
accommodation.
But it was also a way of trafficking,
thus constituting groups of people involve in the same business, with the same
codes, the same ‘philosophy’, point of views, or biased or attitude of
exploitation towards themselves and towards other families. Above all a common
purse, without the agreement of others a one that could not touch to the string
anylonger.
Birth rate, Family trafficking.
N
Relation
Real lactation.
I am not for you, I am only of and to.
You are not for me, you are only.
N
Clitorisdian orgasm, maybe more than the others, or more
often, the final coming instead, tad, of being forward/ backward, might well be ondulation, rubbing,
shacking and a more literary play (please-her) with legs and basin (base-)in, than with the muscles of the rear
move, but more about taking tense-ion.
-Snake? Toad.
B
Tense/sense
Reproduction erects army.
My love for you, to honor life and their
beholders the only way. If not, murdery.
B
Tort-culture
tortulture
b
To want to get rid of disable people, in
speaking or whatever particularism, or whatever means,
but supper
To jealous every one of whom you could
have been seduced by.
But stay inside oneself as these in-terminable
plays are one of desrimination and display.
Love is infinite but better not gaming
with arithmetique, as if not death would stop it. And not death reincarnarnate,
seeking the one known, but the one that would say, it was not love honey ((own)-m-oney)
but possession.
Nb
Difference between being ‘developed’ and ‘evoluate’.
B
To be restrained by images of failures.
The idea that I could adore a monster instead of my lover, the typical horror
film.
1.
With
you, I would do anything, included encounter a monster.
2.
I
would have to encounter monster in order to practice prevention
3.
Our
soul is one, and most welcome to eat my being greedy, unsatisfactory, I am
waiting to be pure, and expect some transformation, in order to ensure, nice
and clean reconstitution. Reconstitution of the parts that are like with
Osiris, show now on the route of love celebration.
4.
To
get life on rule.
N
Immensi-ty
Emanci-pation
N
The unfair
situations that alone I would not fight, maybe by convenience, lack of energy,
promiscuity, simple ignorance, perhaps too much willing half-empty Esperance, hope
for gradualism, feeling empty one hope for gradualism, feeling empty one self.
Well since you, not well before it seems, I raise automatically, hungry for
revenge. Because these people, politically mocking (ad hock), would invent for
me up to intrinsic dishonour. Yes, for you I would not accept that for them
there would be words to sack my only hope, to say to you ‘je t’aime’ (ps: I
love you}.
It should be
post scriptum, because after the words, there is life, the one that they
politically try to dispossess from me. It is politics? I don’t think so, angel.
So what could it be? A mirage, a magi, none of them. It is the worst of all of
their emblems. The so-called politics that ruins life after life, we know the
music, hitler explained all that. And why this melody deep into us head?
Because philosophy is not anyhow the love of the wisdom, it is the boredom of
castrated souris (mice).
Nb
They know I am
faithful and that create somewhere the force of resisting absolutely any whatever
wars.
These people
like intervening in the dream and heaven of simple people in love or in the
scene of the philanthropy- trophy, atrophy.
Since you are
my only though or the one that govern all the meaning of them. Won’t answer,
won’t anger, all my enemy touching you would know horror.
They cull,
cool, keel me, but whatever love is somewhere and knows its master.
At least it
proves that none of my gesture would become dissociated from their departure.
Whatever the
scheme, whatever the hardness, whatever beauty or no. all what I want, all what
I think about, all what I will fight, and for you found and seek and seem with
my tow binocular. One of, for you, the same me, will erase each blame that
would condemn me for the love sacrosanct, sacrosaint that spouse would
deserve as long as they are not marry to the money, comfort their children, in
imbecility.
Nb
Cannot be imi-tatted
as the work is the product of not a technique but you sepulture, sep or sap, of you
divinity, of you the wife I have lost going in the army, to redeem the kingdom.
Nb
I use to claim,
my horse, my saber, my gun. If I had told that you were the aim of my finity,
they could have killed me or you, my mare, the sole reminder that I shall keep
honor, because without my horse, my species is at loss. And it is already so
greatly the case, that for me my mare is my mum more than she had been for me.
Not than my mum was at all mean and meuhh, but as for the war you’ve got to
serve monsieur (mysire, messiah). Meuh, mhey, mwhey, they insult the true ones
that more than help but did the dirty work, acknowledging only by whispering
and mind that else it should be. But let’s talk about else where and think when
the cows will say to you, you locked me, milk me in sort that my tits fell to
grounds. At proximatively 13 you killed me with me knowing that your joke
was all reality.
Nb
Yes, it is
good, but it won’t save me from boredom
Or from the
feeling of falling the infinity of my weak and weaker nature.
Np
Do in half,
make mistake, or just fantasy, and when one comes back to rewrite it a give a
sparkle life, that’s called poetry.
The may magi
themselves in front of extraordinary are bound to spell their shacking voice
before so unthought voice of mystery. The same mystery in jesus or mary, the
same when people find out that god has been in one, in the whole family.
N
Respecting
poverty and people with true need, and as well understanding why the all
population is so traumatized that they don’t reckon that understand that and
try to understand in the view of redeeming is the most luxurious gift that one
should bear and give.
N
You know I
loved a few months ago, thank you I had loved a few before her. Thank you,
thanks god, they lobe, love me this little bit, that for me was permit to stop
in believing in a deadly ghost like you. Who did you love, this philosopher,
playwright, politician, poet? And que vas tu faire maintenant qu’il est mort?
Are you gonna like me spend your time praying that he will answer?
He won’t
answer. Maybe it is better now that life, like the lamb that Isaac won’t
sacrifice. But would have not been moral that in this story, if isa was not
obeying his demon, he would have said ‘take me’
As demon are
not respected either, they are phenomenon, condcuction to high or grandor. But
after these ones what else to see, this no demon will have this anxiety.angst.
Angst like in B
Et quete.
Mmh, mh, I
don’t think you can think of the intensity that arrive in your male once he has
read than more than her mouse, hair muse, half of the itime I ll be your
transcript. Do not imagine me cuddling you hours taking thus the toll of your
accepting and just making right your body that I would be so adoring that
healing is made, and made only from that.
No, you don’t
have to imagine, you are already the patron of my art, whatever small and
clumsty.
I am a pork
sister, et it is thinking of that, that I am relieved of not having to face the
disgust that would reject me for ever and ever out of my paradis.
As for the
latest of the women I loved, she has been great for me but whatever I’ d say,
we played a melody forbidden to be played. It is at work and work is a prison,
the prison the most effective as one can warn the all population. Don’t love,
don’t love, won’t suit your responsibilities. Don’t respect, don’t respect, it
is so badly you will be punish. I beg you, you are an independent, but though
your credentials, if they deicide, decide to put you on a law rank, they will
destroy you by madeness, by put-up, by lies, by following the rules that perverted
to the core, to the pip, they might.
Look this year,
it is done I am more than on a dole, they see me as a beast, as the black dark
demon.
I follow , foo,
fool, of my pro ethics, the one I had to read to pass my matrices, maitrise =
masterize, midrise, traitrise,
Deny me, if you
don’t do that for you, do it for me, as if I am not famous, notorious I am. I
am like a goat, I try to ambulance, please don’t try to protect us, me, or you
even, it is not a balance, ti is it is a scale and the one hwho weighs, I don’t
think that you would choose them as your contromaitre, contro = versus,
counter, shadow, vice ( foreman).
I will do like
that, don’t say it is lack of courage, no my lover, it is abilities. You heard
me vociferating, it was the matters-end of years of things like that (not so many
years, if you want explanation is in my papers-do go it’s fro for you this site,
and also in case they when I die, I d like them to be available in the web, it
I s my way of asking, I cannot ask better, but it has its vital importance, is
that you are the best, I fnot the one I can entrust.
I might die
soon, I always wanted to go in Africa. Maybe I would not as this situation is
so morbid that I have doubt about my survival there but here to be blunty.
I knew I had to
do something with the messiah, as a messiah is this one that people can be
linked to.
But missaya. Or
not I am looking for my savoir, savior, and it is you.
I know it
sounds insane, but don’t worry for that, it is just love I try to desbribe bad,
Describe.
Before these
situations and conditions changing I admit that for on no one even not the one
for 17 past years, my love, my void, was expecting, but Africa now if it won’t
go, never out of my duties, as being the poorest, no the more ravaged by the
whole company. If I go I ll tell you how much I am a coward that will wait to
die, to forget the life, one does not provide, you can hear it is so sad, I am
still wanting mummy.
If I die alone,
it will be all better, as id could treat with dishonor this vampires killers
that would put into danger my sole family. My wife, my wife, the one I miss dearly. Till death,
thill, fill, thrill death, as I believe that if I was doing everything fine,
everything very fine, no one could come btw her and me. The sky of for reunion,
the forest for fiancialles = run, ruin, reunion, wherever you’ d go, ill be
happy teddy, lassy,
‘the
shadow of your hand, the shadow of your dog’ but I am presumably ‘this man dead
from not having been able to meet and keep you, to follow your line like one
will with his due way’
Jaques Brel, Belgium singer.
Write
cock with smallest hen
I
should have defend him, I did but far too late, as people when they build up
resolution, find themselves as being like machine whose clog w-ill do a w-heel.
As
long as repeated idiocy won’t halt to a standstill. Mort. Troma. Trump.
Your
mother is concerned, your father is concerned.
Con-cern.
Surrendered.
They
know for which values we came across with this.
For
love sack, only one ceremony, now, the silence is goldy.
And
no one has the wisdom for its alchemy.
Please god I have to write.
That next time you could look at you like
if I did not know.
Because I don’t know what is all this
traffic about.
You are right in my center. That its doux
sounds that I can last for ever, mais bon, last time, my mistake fifteen years
last.
I am resuscitated, but not from this
year, last year I met women that tamed me into admitting that I should find
happiness, the one I can find in my wife only, not the sadness that a ghost betrayd,
not in your not knowing, but you know I am heavy. Since you resemble I will
hope you shall get how think, thick I might be and push me to contradictory,
the day you think renounce. Not the day before and an agneau, an agenda, has
days, every of which different and insatiate could be.
Tell me I am our partance (partner,
partake, share, departure as an entrance), tell me before demence. Nothing you
have to fear for you, but please show compassion do this one for me.
Nothing , writ, write nothing on you site
too obvious, as you are telephone, by the whole establishment of this little
society.
Your any letter I would understand, the
problem more would get it without a stand in the final banquet.
Don’t write obvious, but please write to
me, as without your words, it is decay, torture, and death, I will and I have got
from perennial-ity.
Would I comprehend?
Fous-et a lier le deviendront
Mad and to be tied.
Droit-roi.
Ame name.
Charia, chair, share?
My book a cadaver reflecting the dynamism
of what our philosophies and practices are.
You wanted me as your servant; idle is
your day, idol a servant will have.
You will count on my being as object as
your dependence on your community is.
But one day, the reason even if one
pretend to see things different, will be as basis, I am a servant, not for the
time of clearing focusing, but the regular basis, and you from having done
nothing, will die in my hand, if I had been a good man, and that the devil all
of us did not come for you and me beforehands.
B
Even without speaking about god’s law
people don’t follow the rules of human decency.
B
You have sometimes a face and a figure,
so alike with the one of an emerveillee = marvelled, marvelling, stricken,
stroked, deepest feeling, nerves and cavity, the maze of the body that grow and
get ready, mystified children, that my fear of you being abused, send my state
of mind as far as wanting to sweep this planet from these people, us
individuals, abusing, abusing.
But you are a woman that gave me to
believe and strength enough to hold the pardon and the gift of seeing what you
endow me with sometimes in distant corner I am able to decree you are as so as
us, the desire of love, without anything mean, the desire for others that this
planet subsists but not in dishonour of having for chief the only financial
appetite that is so voracious, that your children won’t last.
Homo, homo, and the right to say, you
poor hetero, have love for disarray of pretending with one weapons asserting
all day that homo are Sodom. I don’t want a brother who tells me who marry for
finally despise my husby. I don’t want a mother tell me who I am as if I were
no more than a toy removable, remoted. It is the first sign of a society that
desire robots for their own design, like the pharaoh to stay only with oneself
hoping for the all slave to die, as they could ask for their part of what has
been build. But since this society is so poor in means of intellectuality and
wisdom and right envy. That we are so primitive that we are led by whom?
Whatever at the presidency, or at the bakery, led by rancour, led by insolent,
the more you behave as prostitute looking for harm in the doing, you will hold
firmly as long as you concede the a propos bribery. Which is the money but not
uniquely, which is the non work or doing it stupidly before we could find, or
being found in fact by a humane way that would revolutionize the all countries,
and the way we would not die. Dye.
B
Free, free, free. You won’t read these
words. Or if you do where will you be>/?
Atrocious parade, how to protect you, I am already dame, d’amen, damned,
There you have the night of misery, the
street empty of warm for eloc-trunkated artist.
The day, has its chimera, that ring
incessantly, but to welcome worlds and look after them in order to live in true
peace not grieve, or brief toad toward morning, here need of a pay(s).
Weel,
will
And
we came to think that it is a lot about that the will and consent of the people
to be governed by and like miscreant.
I wilier,
write, and write , and write, and you won’t answer, and one moment you won’t
pardon yourself to what you have done. But it will be when our soul will be
adult, and when this salute? One life if enough, for us it will be because life
without is a true folly.
As for you
don’t judge someone lied, like me, if I love you sexually is that your skin,
your skin so tasty, the wet, the water of my J. j. your clito in my head, and
your vagina, will be the oasis I don’t belong to. Trepas. == gone, late, dead
in italiano or id ont’ know what.
Sh
I
ll do something I ll allow type mistake, and review it later, in these play and
games, different
Cu
Circumstances
could be birth for no poetry, but for witchcraft yes.
sh
I shall blame
you though as I know now for us, for sure, that we embarked to hell.
What misery
would you like to prepare me with, after to love you, I d prefer stop there,
but how could I do? I ll be in hell cos for me in you, in our the infinite to
which I can’t rebel.
B
We may be in
hell, but in hell we will be two. It is not hell therefore; it is my hatred for
these people of dead. I won’t do that for them. Not because I am mean, because
my only strength is to count on your puss. Puss like the one who is crying for
the sake of speaking to the humans that don’t know or when they know, they
would kill him for that.
I will go
there, be sure, that for you, whose name I cannot spell nor endure.
Hell is so far
as I just know you, but the day we will, as we will, too may, too many
coincidence for us Carthage, carthegian, for us carthei, cathe, carthesian, to prize
- opulence, prise = prendre, comprehend or size. Seize, reprisal.
I think that it
is from witchcraft (with craft) that jujuhuman fibble. A proof is that they
don’t like skills, they don’t like you in fact, who would be generous, it reads
on your eyes.
Thy they would
keill you, as in your smile, the distant one that expect its candour, the one
they will steal, the only Bonheur (goodhour) the one I see you, mind I prepare
my whole life for that. Mind I prepare my whole life for you.
Ca ira, we will
nick the bourgeois. But in which terms? We risk the fireworks, the joybonefire.
I read hardy,
the only literature in this 2 years for my diploma. I know nothing I swear but
the return of the native, is that is it is so grim, could you tell me if you
were not feeling that, in order or in intensity. I cannot go to precisely, I
never cry or when I do it is to have my intimate celebration of dear dead
people connection, but for what explained above, my heart no artery, waterworks
who flood and for long will beg its own D?
They
will mock you, they will destroid your career, please, plaice, do not, doughnut,
donor, do nuts, do not do, say that you could do later, for one and one reason
and the better, it is, it has nothing to do with these vipers.
Sh
In-finite.
And refinery, perfection via only the fact that somebody can start
understanding a pattern, a stability building capability growing.
Infinite. Presuppose an out, a chase,
when fine is ready.
Infinite is you the one I desire as in as
I would have to gleely, gladly follow about.
Gel, ge, gage, legally is not the work,
word, as if without that, it is in hell that I would go, and this time without
you and no hope of reedom or practically speaking strength enough for that.
You see nothing is without logic, since I
am 21, I have got this tattoo, my belly is adorn, with a phy sum, symbol of the
wismom, I did and don’t possess but maybe call for that. Mayve, may eve, may
be, I am extinguished before marrying you, you, you. The only one I got cryptic
and Goth, gosh I avow, the next time I saw you you suddenly became my boss, and
women I loved I had, but a boss pas du tout.
N
The controversial of the tyranny is not
in the thinking, the intelligence, the up-to-the-point of the argument; it is
if one is allowed to voice it.
b
‘What
might we lose?’
B
Is my man.
Is my mind.
Wo mind.
On learning, yearling, learning
dictionary.
To love dying, as one might want to have
his sould grown, soul, sold, sued, rebounder, resounded, solder, odder
and offer. Older faster, but by this very purpose, the stagnation
recedes. Full with remorses and feed penitence and not providence is due to the
dying. Enough, enough, of the ill-founded sacrifices, to ask for sacrifices,
the sacrifices will slit their wrists but not wiser, only the waster. I ve lost my soul, my country, my soul, my
sadness, my matrice, my soul, my mistress, my soul, my parish, my soul, my
masteries, my masteries, my soul, my miseries, my miseries, my soul, my
dysentery, my dysentery, my soul, my dies, my dies, my soul, my disputers, my
disputers, my soul, my masteress, my soul, my soul, in each I am lose.
Aphasia, aphasia, my soul.
Empathy,empathic, my soul, theological, theo-logic, my soul, mes (my, mess) theories,
mes theories, mo name, mon ame =my soul,
my vie, my vie, mo name, my soul, my ame, aim.
My greenness, my greenness, my soul.
Soul. Soul, saoul, (exhilaration, be full
of a parfum) entetant. Beheading perfume.
Par fumes.
The hours’ coming of the bilan, The
hours’ coming of the bilan, The hours’ coming of the bilan, The hours’ coming
of the bilan, The hours’ coming of the bilan, my home, my soul, Mosul.
Bilan, bill. Compte-rendue. Overalls
spendings. Pending.
B
Would you like a conclusion?
No? they’ d rather hope it so.
Together, we could build the palace that
has been undertaken before, the seven marvels, mistress, where, whee, we, were
not from human only. How do you think so fragile fools, that one could be
permitted have in is tiny wetly, spongeous box, so many mysteries. You just
think inside the box. Fair enough, for one to be straightening when they begin
to believe that they are the mysteries. They have nothing to say when problems
come up unsolved, nothing to say but, argue and I will finish you.
Whence straighten is also to become a
more modest mode. Finish with saying oh God, give me and I ll repeat your name
till I don’t fill up of shame.
Terminated, the choir. Rio, de januero,
janus, has been overlooked once more, and his other pretty face, will show you
these different mistresses, lovers-he, and their blemish masteries. The plural
of this last word will see us without swords, and the word so despised will
take the forms that have been buried for them by and through human totem. Totem
is alive, what do you think is your mouth? A piece of shit, a holy meat, a
facilitator to tromp
and torpe, and
trope and trunk and trump.
And what about reflexes, the one that
indicates weaknesses, the one taking your noise in the miss of your
conceptions, the one that you are sure, almost for them made of, these signs
are more, thay are the plurals of your opportunities to understand your life,
mine and the one of your wives. Eves.
We had plural because god knows how and
well, much so deep I could I would have dip. Pid. O, no. pid, open,
opine, pod, dupe, dope, pied, pide, insipidus, prep purse porous purpose, no
but dip yes.
PINE.
b
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