Blute nur, du liebes Herz: I - Catherine

Blute nur, du liebes Herz: I

Catherine

Cetvies                             © 2005 – 2020

Inthenameofhumanrights © 2005 – 2020

Cettevies                          © 2005 – 2020

this is my work,

it is at my image, selfish,

i beg your pardon.

I am not saying that everyone seeks and finds companionship for love always and exclusively but this habit of describing this quest, or to be less romantic life as being dependent on someone will in fact ask why? A wonder. .

For what by?, but for fucking you. Not for fucking you. Ok, ok, ok, but what I mean it is for you, you despise the ‘person’ in saying that.  The essence of a person, dependency, but first of all as little as one has love, has decided to have, or are decided to see or seek it in every company, what are we depending of firstly?

Live.

I say firstly in our history line, because once you love, love really, vu, but love is this incredible reality. So once you love, you feel that you will have to follow the thread of the lives that will conduct to be adducted again, to be addicted again, to be adopted again, because without this, we won’t commit the offense of the nihilism, why not, for whom we know still live. Because without this we will commit the crime to bury oneself without following the one that love can save.

Amour, amour, amour. Maour, amour in every language in our business. amour in every language in our fitness, our paress, our laziness, our perforation, pen, perjury, perjuration, in our pejorativity, in our activity, vivivity, in our thea, in our teo, in our theory, pefjoration, in our melancholy, pethomany, pathology, petology, manon, manon, peto, petrology, paternity, petralogy, paterlogy, pacalogy, tacalogy, in brief ology, oolong, loony, loopy,  in brief logy.

So what ahappens to the world. We are lost, we are lost, but never say, never say we are lost for good, or it is the how people justify the tyranny, but no tyranny for good, tyranny for selling our souls to the devil. Not for good the tyranny? Show it my cemetery, it is very cosy, it is very intimate, I tried to hide it from everybody, but it is still a cemetery where tyranny does not exist as tmy cemetery is the place where everything has not finished, they did not enter the entry, they were lalerdy, already dead, killed by all sort of tyranny included mine, but at least tyranny don’t tell you, we have had vbettter do die, my tender tyranny my soft is to die when I live for loss sole soil and oil, the dust around, the air round it, the light of it,

We knew that we were the wall of so much indignation, so much indignity, bad shoes on the feet and walk away, our lifes were terrorized by the next nay. Pedology,

More than half of girls who had experienced unwanted sexual touching had experienced it more than once."

Your are so beautiful, but because I submited so often to you, that you could have lose the notion of the time and represent for a few soc, csceoncd seconds a forestate for eternity, a foretaste, a fortune, fortide, a fortitude, a foroatitude. A frotude…

My visage that people don’t know but you, to know I love it, but you know as much as yo u love me and know and fell wahat is in it.

When I do infidelity to you, it is when I turn the page of one you d prefer. I don’t have no more imaginary I am waiting for what you say, what you greive, what you look, and what you d rather power.

Mind, mink, well before people were respecting more live than death, and now they pretend death is immortal and hide it like she was the servant or the prostituete.

Dei from abail the body no reeeeeespected, from having the body not res. No realm, no beauty in which store and comtemplate once one feel it easy.

Maybe live without you is possible, an hurdle of life, but renouncing, a cross that would kill everything im me. A life? No a carrier, a career, and for the planting, graft of heart only but for the receiving I don’t wish or will be the donor.

“More than half of girls who had experienced unwanted sexual touching had experienced it more than once."

-But whom preach that body and love as to be interconnected and thus preventing sex activity as only just attaining a functioning check rather than the bigger exploitation, no exploration as long as the body have fro role to get free.

Whom preach love and tis functionality? Careers ladies? Fundamentalists? Funda? Pan-da?

And the biggest love is hthat everyone know how sex, yes but better relationship around ar so heavy an d hold so much rishks in the way of us forming one’s own identity.

You are right, it should productive on despise and vomitery this self contain porn.  I don’t know how to say vomit, because as much as we do…

Even if you were healing me I would be gutted by my mistakes and my now monstruosities, and of having betray the purity you need me to ray from an d to outside, the same thing for you? Your mistakes strangle me as I am the little weak that cannot protect mummy.

On procreation hast a discipline on raise.

You could do well look at this same email, the rest of my lists have been written, at least thought calearly. Call early. Thought, footage.

On ascerting that misogyny is right because one is better than other men, in we don’t know which aspects of their own life, deeds and respects.

People in depossession others feel they are better without acknowledging that they are describing the other face of their highness. You deserve my misogyny, and my affection is to let you run free from my conceit whenever I decide the prize, and instant rewards of my own redemption, to accept my weakness with words of bitterness.

the 3 last have a woman perspective, no. a love and affection they think they have, no, but that they have describe that let me feel like, or rather the vomit.

As no one own affection, and if love is performed without the goal of perfectioning me and you, and you in front of me, and you allowing me, and me for sole mistress for knowing if my gests your. If my gests will truly maybe yours (you are Zeus) zeus (eux, oeufs, jeux) (=them, eggs, plays).

Plays = plait and being likeable, agreeable. 

I cannot have you, I am talking to my lovers, I cannot have you, you love me, I have to order you love us (lovers). Because simply the day you leave with eme your relic candor, what will be left of my misery unless your betray of my true and gnerenerous love. Yyou kille d me my lober, and on top to assure that I won’t be enough strong enough, you well apply, out of cartesianism, you proeminent disdain. Or else I did not know that the measure their pursy = porcy. Or anything that could redeem the love maladie. ‘les fleurs du mal’ are the floweres of th e devil and me genious of it, as a love is not evil but flowers damn it as being so fragile, like revolutions, you wanted your suite.

I am not damn to believe in be li eve in paradise, as for attain it the Christians pout the rules straight you will have get through this, you see propaganda is a far reached mystery that kept our spirit far from being solitary, and the cross failing the boundaries of which one is promising you to stay in the realm of materialism and infamy. Mat-ere-real-realm. Mat not the one of the complexity on which equation even ethics equation could be pro-vied and vide and flirty but the chess (chase) games only.

Comment from http://www.newstatesman.com/books/2010/02/women-power-walter-dimensional#reader-comments

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Foucault too, however, roots his vision of Sapere Aude =dare to be wise, dear to know? in a definite practice. Instead of a mere theory or doctrine, it becomes an individual "attitude, an ethos, a philosophical life in which the critique of what we are". This attitude uses reason as a tool, to start a historical criticism of "the limits that are imposed on us" to be exercised in "an experiment with the possibility of going beyond" those limits, the limit-experience that is both an individual act, and one that breaks apart the concept of the individual all together.^[3]

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sapere_aude

("and he looks like such a nice young man too").

And we did not behave adequately, we did not contain all our slavery.

We are or animal enough, or human enough, the same but wll, to go on transition and mutantism mutantize before OGM perversion.

After gene manipulation, the sepecies name will have to be thought ats a old oty=oyes in out of stock distribution.

I could damage you, your purety, as ownership is not possession, I don’t possess you as own you, as much as I have over you much response-ibility (bible) and duty, as much as on Billy, as much as on belly..-

I don’t possess you, you are as free as airl but as I love you anything move it, moving is for me a hell on earth.

You could take my life away in not touching me. And it is perhaps the difference between wife and husby, are we the same, but here am not talking about gender, gender of what anyway, shall we know in any position (between zenith of skies and suns and core of the earth) of what human is constitute and what is most at calling oneself anyway despite the fact that slaughter sorting out are doing this way.

I am afraid to brun burn you, I want to go away, in I don’t know whcich exile, with metamorphosis would have me bread bread down, but when your vis.age (figure {figue} and f.ace) figure of course is a number, is coming into my face I realize how good would be the sortilege. My knee on your tomb, as a lover tombe (fall) for not having been as up as expectation of him.

Figure is a number, and in this one how many of personas, characterization, and dooms, and creatures from all over universe could we find if we were less presumptious with what is deemed and in fact, by any means imposed to be human.

It is classics rules, but nowadays buddy it is the end of the species, maybe no, maybe we could kill each other before launching what that will be counting no savior.

I am not being harsh I obey the rules of logics, the saint and holy rules that gave us for sure the keys of ethics, you r doom now. The very soil we tramp on will swallow our indignity, but don’t be alarmists like every one knows for the souls as creatures has lived there is a salvety. Don’t think of paradise, presumptious old scum, one would be in paradise she would have transformed this world like did the enlightening one. Nit talking about bouddha, about jesus, about jehova…pure human traduction of what everyone is surrounded, the light and its hormones. Hormones, norms, perhaps duckey? You think of homosexual you ain’t even not sexual, to be so, you need to know body and the one whod knows body is sure a transsexual, a bisexue, with two sexes, and in fact more, your pretense being human without any other mental states is disobedient of the rules of the nature states.

I think I need to touch, as if not iiiiiiii would feall inanimated. Is it to awake up my instincts?

Th-out

Th-ought

To remind that there is sensation, perceiption, cognition all that, and wha if there were not? How ocould one find back its away?

You are my boat, you are my stern, to gon onte onto the simpliest of day. Love as the simpliest and us as the ugliest, as the sums of simple are not so humble? The sums of what? Human beings are hiding, we know it for sure, the y overuse work, they blaspheme with words, they like lie in the body, every thing they do as the fruit of a latent tyarny.

Attack of the sex-crazed genderless freaks?

Geneorosity, genere.

When you are dandling, I mean when I can notice it is by pain, by harem, bu harm, by fear, by being outragesd, I should do the same, support you, I don’t know the things to do.

You cannot see the love I hav for you , as you are afratid of me I am afraid of your departure.departuer.

 But what will I do the day where all my happiness finaly would have been given to another chrarpy.

One can reconstituete itself of course, even resilience is reins, but not so many times, one day you are 60.

You see th o bent and courbee.

You are m y friend I don’t awant friend, ofor you ok, but no one I have to look at a stranger ready to nikc me, you r parents namely, the m it would be natural, so I ll give them every respect, the tothers, I don’t want to see them, we have to do labour, and not infaniting infanting but go as fas as one can and take care of the breed. You me the breed are you, are we the same splendor, what were you when a little one. Me I wanted to be a vampire amongst one, and you? I am sure it is the same. To protect the flame that you want revbel. Af af a flame I haveand on you, over you my mine warm.

I knwow of what you might bee afraid, I am in love with you, I am not with ou, it is different, but me I am crazy, crazy, crazy about our potential lof of making the perfect couple. Perfect you will see my love. Perh pas faire. Fet fect and do, I am the doer when you emprunt inprint pain or softness or wsweetness, I am all this, because for me love is you honey, you cannot even expect love from me, for me love has your face and when I don’t see it in me my anger that tell that I am the sinner of my own comedy. Not that I cannot jihide hide but I cannot se see where at all I am NS YOU MY FWEMAQOULS NWWS YOUE HOLISya ro ewS NOR ONLY VOOK VUR IN RHW Nruew rhwe ia xonapieXY a ahw Qnr , ahw nwwsa ro rvw oue AAaain

I ve got my forehead on the table it is past midnight vut as since you are my sole honey I regurgitate the notes around ther is even mo longer pity  I d like to be banguard.

I was telling you that for me you are love, so I cannot give you none you are this lady and male I know I like crossgendery to avoid say it round we ar we have more than me.

He was shaving, with a made in China tool, instrument.

An European in love with asian mysteries and style.

Letter about the suspicion of incest within a family.

In this family there is caning and domestic violence.

The mother just started voicing of her having doubts about it, but it happens that her son             , 23, living at home, who happens to be a young autistic man, who won’t speak loud but does whisper, has confirmed this fact.

Maybe this fact having stayed in the hide as the father apparently attempts to justify it as the only way his son can have sex as he is isolated from other people, and diverts the attention in pretending it is manly and that he teaches him to have sex with woman about who he talks while doing it (mainly during giving a shower, the only ‘housework or care activities’ he seems to undertake), or ‘bribe them with the fact he provides food, accommodation, affection, protection when not angry’.

The father is said to have suspicious activities for his living, associated with underground circles, and threatens people with torture or death if they report it.

the total financial dependence of the mother and the fear she has of having her children taken from her by whatever means, legal or illegal, may be the reason of her not reporting it.

Also a younger son, 12,    , might have been also the target of the father.

Sent by me, with name. I confirm now I have been traumatised by something factually unrelated, and nothing that I wrote was likely to be true.

Conning the state in employing people to ‘help’ him, several people and many times, with the maintenance of his property. He is taken them just for a trial period, cash in hand, but never makes a contract afterwards.

Two, he has a living carer, who works very long hours for him that are not declared. I am wondering whether this woman is not used for sexual services as well, even though he is totally outrageous to her and denying it. As he has towards females a continuous form of intrusive behavior, verging on harassment to be honest, dangerous when one understands that he is in fact threatening pushy.

he is conning his tenants. Numerous people had been complaining about him taking too big deposit, too long, and making it legit in paying or maybe a bailiff. One of his tricks was to share the electricity bills in between his tenants and create a big problem with false accusation for evicting the tenants he accused and keep the deposit and with it the money from the electricity he claims had been overused.

He let his property to a cannabis farming flat.

(not that I am against any plants, cana may kill neurons at a disarmingly alarming rate.

More obvious than alcohol as alcohol has effects and symptoms that are culturally more shared, no one in some quarters can tell the diminishing effects.

Also when sanity or intelligence is gone, that cannot be back. Of course, something may replace it.

Opinions on drugs are difficult as they may ruin lives, but to admit to be able to feel good with, in and transient amongst the rest of the forest.

Still potentially medicinal, recreational, experimental, etc,

People sadely , dangerously, lethatly, unhappy for a religion, take ‘their desire for orders’. That is their perverted preferences for the duplications of human obligatorily enforceable and coercitive foly.

They want people be like them, in order to disturb the true equal opportunities stories, if you don’t meet these criteria, your out of the pattern. They protect their preferences as in order to be served, as their way, feeding is another man’s poison, and to oblige people doing, liking = adopting the same zeale, is the most secure means to alienate them.

On muslims, and together all of your sects that pretend to be religion but are networks of thieves, Christians have adopted the charia for centuries and centuries, it was already a winner, it is why cowardice has taken it as a leader.

B

Anyhow I am not gonna work not on religion, that are texts classics and have to be celebrated for their magesty even if they are also the results of so marvellous arts and sciences, morals and attempts at humanitization just being burned through movements similar to the inquisition; I will stop wording, working, but on your well cladded, cladode, callous.

In fact I find amusing that people say it is the last text, it is the sacred, as what is sacred is all creature of god, and pretending one is last is to prevent people’s research, devotion, artisticalinness, everything that permit people to work for universe and not to be exploited by everybody, included by heel  of doing bad, by the hell impersonated by the society that everyone hatred transform into bordello.

Bordello, from having to marry someone you love, as love is natural, but for you there is no elaboration on what is marital love, your choice, your nest, your self, yourself looking for god.

You see am a believer, am not saying that for you to stop your anger, as anger if rom god, is not self hatred, or hatred for others, it is the strength needed by justice, and poverty, palaces are there to well remember that religion exists but in hearts not in your place of abusive devotee to theirc ommmunities, that is the local, and widespreading a little bit, the globalizing market, the souk, yet again I am sorry if I use arab term it is because they are the only of another language I came to speak, but be careful of your propaganda mes frères, mes soeurs et vrais amis, wisdom is the most alone, but pretension it the blinder. If you are not eaten by another community, yours will be looking after you on time, as if the aims is not the respect of any of you, of us, of all, of them, and around, the crypte will be closing back on you, on me, the one that thought that block-house was ready.

CHARIA. Charia has won for so long, genocide, wars, work, exploitation, slavery immonde, outlandish.

If I were you I d celebrate the spirits as one are counting on how much hell we are in, that now they will claim their property, the souls we left being behind, bashing, begnign. I fuck Microsoft but their automatic correction preambly on my horse, my comput, say microsoft don’t go with a lower case.  Spit it we are ordain to the last theory, the death for technology, rendering everyone more and more tailored to be whimsical, calling one’s neighbour a stuff, and one’s ordi a game,

I will prophetise something we are gonna to yield to sheer folly, I don’t use madness, too soft, too hackney, too handy.

People have focused on keeping their seemingly behaviour like if everything was fine, every thing easy, and assujeti,  assumed

Doing activities implying the betrayal of one’s body , intelligence, moral, reason, the wisdom, the knowing there is a blain balance, and though not obeying the rules we know, or at least at one precise moment are use of being sure of (ok for acknowledging that belief are dangerous, and when you understand you were wrong, but at least you ask, and as long as one what want goodness for all others (nb: am a woman, if you don’t want me to have a wife, think reciprocal, and if I am in aplace where I have to die without, believe my bothers, believe my sliters, believe my blisters, that unconscious or the other part will have you get the more, the most, morbid of charms.

To work and live and think and conditionate oneself, not obeying the riches of what the live we live ahs brought is the greatest betrayal to omen’s furbearers and opt out from invalidation the offspring.

b

Put the sponges in the washing machines at the same time with clothes in the same area of dirtiness, in order to wash them. (kitchen clothes with casual clothes), and potentially  dangerous  dirt, places around  body fluid excretions for the older sponges.

B

They did not get that this writer, or this letter, was for them, for them all these words, all these words to try to explain using faithful emblems. They throw peace, piece, by people who were writing spirits on a bit of sheet; therefore one that could acknowledge your fate or destiny for ages and ages after prompt, respect us reading, peer, scrutinize next time, hopefully these words couch, cooked come back as long as when is blurred sac caged necessity, savaged by otherbody. Fatwa.

N

Sac caged.

The veil of impunity. Their banks, their laws, their works, and the dying poorer paki.

Paki, paki, paki. May your brothers in occident come back for the alms or don’t let them come back or their money will be so dirty that what they will buy will soon be your progeny.

Pardon to whom that can help you, you know for the Europeans to share own salaries in taking a room in a house of extremist muslims is impossible, they want met me skinned, stone, or whatever else, one logic is that since obviously they are not the one I amtalking abou that use fraternity, and bring to Pakistan an help that erase trace of infamy, beginning by the servants, that we all are but as god property. My female having chose a female-female marital life, taught me, lide everyone who love will understand that the spouse one loves is all that is needed and brad, bread, and health that can be shared and protect with the whole community. Not Angelina joly, as you are all bribed, the money to the one that gets it all to be able to beg a part of it. Bad, bad, bad, brad, the figure you have in occident, strictly alike to orient.

Ange line, perhaps but dimensional, naz, nag, money, money, money. It has never been skin, countries of plucks,

To be brought up as the servant, the utopianism-dummy, the authoritative-sackedactive, sedative no therefore suicide comtemplation, what would she do without containment?

Her phobia, the hystery, but my love, if I manage to come, which is a miracle for me in build already, don’t you think it is for you, even if youare not touch by the transmission instantly, did anyone have prove it, or am I at all authorized to approach?

Union quotation nine

obi s uni

my jouissance coming rom room from the right you gave me to touch you, you are my imploration to god, please give whatever mission, as long as is my wife etcetera, the life corresponding to others’ bliss leaving.

Jouissance-aquiescence.

 B

f I found what is a wolf, it is not a bad lad, only when he thinks that the lamb is the one that he will rather slaughter than to defend.

Extinction.

Distinction.

B

Indians.

In di-an.

In-divine-deo-dei.

I want gabble, gaggle, more than healthy, When if efeeling satisfaction on committing assassin sin, it is the satisfaction of not commiting and redeem that I will have to fry and coo, again, exactly like I did not know what was the taste of being free from eat.  

Don’t fell, feel assassin, it is only poetry. Not for the food anyway.

You kept thinking that your voby is average, but if it is my sole belonging, in the sense the only for I am longing, my prolongation, what makes life, an instance of the greatest beauty, what do mean your resistance, if you wanted I could go and get one of this in-stance to hwere you d have wanted, but you killed me indeed. And now what about your body, my totem, my tot-in, my cordon that avoided me to be hanged up by mere necessity of eating, sleeping, and at my turn killing through morbid pleasure. The face of this alive, but no more treasure, trace sure, track of you render impossible, as since I love you your noes are breaking me, but more than psychology, they have taken my soul.

Nb

Nine

I am not gay, am not hetero, am not bi, I am not sexual.

When it comes to say I am a female who chooses for sole marital live and devotion another with a very different sex, female as well, poor lusty sluts.

b

I am not gay, am not hetero, am not bi, I am not sexual.

When it comes to say I am a female who chooses for sole marital live and devotion another with a very different sex, female as well, poor lusty sluts.

I am not gay, am not hetero, am not bi, I am not sexual.

When it comes to say I am a female who chooses for sole marital live and devotion another with a very different sex, female as well, poor lusty sluts.

I am not gay, am not hetero, am not bi, I am not sexual.

When it comes to say I am a female who chooses for sole marital live and devotion another with a very different sex, female as well, poor lusty sluts.

I am not gay, am not hetero, am not bi, I am not sexual.

When it comes to say I am a female who chooses for sole marital live and devotion another with a very different sex, female as well, poor lusty sluts.

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Who is the head of all of this. Sociopahty, in this department sociology drives it.

Roe.

Fail and funny jail.

Bankrupt, bank route.

Back. Bar route.

B

Are your hallucinations, sensation by any other, really building reason?

Rea son.

The death to rea, what goddess is she? Not my patron, my child is forbidden to this world as people did not think on the necessity of respecting others, but where will we be progressprofessedprofessionalized,propiced,are you prone to believe that it would be done nicely by the nature who entrusts on us her feeding necessity?, for us to rally to this simplicity. It is so frightening, that att, at, tat, fact, art, aft, act, this invocation, we shall know, what is crying?

what is crying? What crying is when there’s some water left. Dream of your body, and you will pray for dust, before orootening, rooter, inside the last cabage. About cage, hear, hear, hear, disgusting you, and if your not in the city, you wll arlequin, already know, that the reign animal

keep on talking of you. Crow, crowd, crow, cow. Crow crow crow crowd word crows crow worm they will come. they will come. they will come. they will come. worm they will come. they will come. they will come. they will come. worm they will come. they will come. they will come. they will come. worm they will come. they will come. they will come. they will come.

b

worm they will come. they will come. they will come. they will come. worm they will come. they will come. they will come. they will come. worm they will come. they will come. they will come. they will come. worm they will come. they will come. they will come. they will come.

worm they will come. they will come. they will come. they will come. worm they will come. they will come. they will come. they will come. worm they will come. they will come. they will come. they will come. worm they will come. they will come. they will come. they will come.

worm they will come. they will come. they will come. they will come. worm they will come. they will come. they will come. they will come. worm they will come. they will come. they will come. they will come. worm they will come. they will come. they will come. they will come.

They will come and ncie. Nice.

And nicer and ncicer like everybody.

A half term rappel.

I thought she was my promise, promise of the morning, the cark of down, the crak of down , of low, what a consistency (r. Gary)

I understood, one day, why I did not suffer my worst attrocities. It is because I loved someone who did love me but not the same way. And if I found you, it is not to suffer but to realize that you my true abode, my on-lit (bed, of the river) mansion, immense as each scene, is teh one of a kingdom, my queen et son empire, daughter, docteur, (doctor) doctorette for cette, the tinier one for whom have been erected strength of character. Ere of characterial, I should be concise but length I smy duty, who would read that, lump, chunk, little of a-brute-tie.  Abrutie.

Nb

Who am I, what am I gonna do if I cannot read the one that professes, the one that governs, if I cannot read not their manifesto, but the road they take to deliver so unsaine, malversated, boa lot jobby.

Jobby as their hobby is the harvest of us and our baby, the mother nature, erut an. Natur, rut an.

Les furians, les furians will come over for les ruf-fians.

Nb

Rut, tur, tour, of the mother will say, it is time for manslaughter to cease and the fire to  gently burn all the animalslaugher. Laugh, no, no, no. Slaughter. And let me tell you when a people has been eaten for longer than memories, he does not laugh long. He does not joke long.

B

Oh yes we agree, but we can’t say nothing, in case we d need to act as collabo.

Oblibion, oblivion. Vaudou and other believes, the one eaten by mohammed and jesus Christ believer pretending to the throne, ahs for long comprehended, the animal, the same complexity, if they don’t wirt philo, think of it at the same degree. And about their title, at the moment it is witness only, but for how long will last human body?

I don’t think I have prolific yet over one month, maybe when I have been, can’t be more, so down the road. Let’s pray for it not be. You are my fortune, the one I would serve with all simplicities.

The innocents, are not in this world, they are liliputin, they are Lilliputians, they are lilipuatain, they are lilliputain. Call them like you wish, seignor of these cities, I quote, I cite, citation, site. All of us, in sum. Careful, it is your main premises, the main, the Nain (dwarf in French).

Oh sorry we said all of us, it swas jsut slip of the tongue, all for us, we said every gringo, we said every going.  All to us but this time for the Lilliputians the giro.

And of course, you know evolution, if you refer to logics the nain naïf as claws, not the nails that is compulsory for your secretaries, but the one not horrific, they need a drop poison, and human recipe found (pride and money)  themselves foison (fois-on =times on).

When I am hungry, I pretend to eat in mind in order to spit it when I am full in my body and brain.

With angriness, I could start to do the same, the innocence is gone, or if don’t hear the toll, you will hear tips, ties, tic.

Chained.

Haine (hatred in France). , chaine.

constituency

consistency.

French,

Gr

France, fiancé, and farce.

No more matcho than france, pround of not paying taxes, evasion the more funny of games, the joke of our alcoholic plays.

But what about you all. Tax, id don’t think than any of us it rings seriously the bells.

It is why more than perhaps, very certainly you don’t Get in trouble with the mayor messy.

b

and for the Lilliput, what are we right now, a file, a field for.

The GM

Groups maniacs that will be so rapidly modificated, that they won’t recognise themselves since their commode, lust, is to know-nothing, but notes. It is not wondery, that people want plastic all other their body. Prostitution pads or electronically.

B

 To show honour in front of those who lost theirs, will bring jealousy and frustration about.

They count on their life, is not it saugrenu?

B

Think. The ink.

We know we are animal and we ate them in order to get them strength, as sad serenade.

But now, if I was sady, it as become the highest point of sadistery.

The fire that are in their eyes, or ni the brain, the energy of any cells, that H does not know for a scold abscond , derision will be time, doctor who, a ham.

B

The fire in their eyes. E Y. E raves.

 Watch out the electic, as when a soul is argy, hungry, she could lodge in anyanother buddy.

Eclectic.

Elected, it is what you shout on evil ears, smiling.

The beast is one of choice. It endures your raillery for so many centuries, that whatever snakes, goat, lamb, bat, tap, loup, ou, or, whole, bear, unbearable for yo us will be.

The sound, the sound, the one or tow in mouth’s humanity. Do they think that they will compete with what nature construed, constructed?

I play with the Microsoft suggestions, as they are still from my errors, and a play with my compute, compote, competi, I know is the precursor, of a new deal to lay. We are post modernity, I admit, but as a ravaged body, who runs for juvence by not helping but destroying will perish in the blank infinity of hanging, haggling, having nothing to do than watching what causes inside impairing.

We are cunning but clumsy.

Too elaborate, too fastidious, but time is unfinished.

It is when we start recognizing disease, than our own corporal odour does not smell nay longer welcomed even by our nostrils.

Note for later. Am I not the disease somewhat?

Decease and deconstrue.

Frech pholosho, shop, phy, zoo.

Not ready to admit that inspiration are the dog you nourish with your aspirations.

B

I am traumatised to think that someone could love me. For the abandon, or to think at what should be done to keep it. Keep it but what about you, are you, is this a good idea, which omen would you?

The moon is reachable, what other travel?

N

Travel.

Trav estate,

               Hi, hi, hi.

B

You know it is what I thought, but my mother I saw her working like a mad, so much work that doing all this was surhumain.

But what I could start getting it is that when she started send me upstairs, with the ultimate threat of beating me up whatever the level, skills, or tenor on spiteness, spottiness but the urge ogre, it were these moment where for t##9)her was starting the idling waiting, or worse apparently, she is so keen at walling al that on prestigious, incessant, undated, so void of true stories, on sheer and certified ornaments, condiments, boniment (=goody lies).

n

nb

humanity.

Man , woo man, whole man, who man, wolf man, wore man, whore man, whirl man, whirr man, I fuck you.

It is the law that we have established and found.

Good luck.

And above all good religion.

B

Animal.                              What’s left AIL

Name.                                      Or mane.

B

And I would touch you

And you would slap me

And the all world would be love.

However much and violently you did it.

I would not sue

Just stay like a dog obdedient near you.

I don’t wont it twice.

One neo enough, but I have to flow, yyou are the only one having been made for me.

As I choose. Shoes and talyor.

I precise, I was a bit dumpy, I d rather your hand that your will for a no my lady.

Do you rember the tailor joke?

One goes day after day for a suit that don’t fit.

He, she comes back, again and again.

“And finally said, god made the world in 6 days, and you don’t manage a suit in one month?”

“6 days for that?!”

I think so mcuch of you, that I can see the scene from this.

In your rom, your Greece, Athens, Babylon, the square where goes the philo, sophie.

Have.

Avis.

Caress.

Care essen.

Do you understand fiend?

Fry, Ri (laugh in French)-end.

B

Put oil, ointment as much as you like it, to grease your skulls, your tool of work honey.

Please do it, like I would do it, taking all the time, to massage it genly, maybe frictionate, as you would wiggle, wish it noney. You understand, the fucked box does not need only a drop, and it is before a shampoo that you would do it instead of as often as is done the lipstick. Not every day ok, but after this caresse it is not fire, but volcano that erase your contempt of the body, the box body this time, the skull than as so dry when born occidental.

Ps:  does the length I f of the hair play any kinda role towards intelligence or form of evolution?

Occidental.

Accidental.

The reach rash I got upon my skull, like yours, I know so well the form of your bumpy dumpty cranial, crane oboe bone that your rash, alike so many of our junctures, railscredwed, and dike, and gap.

What is revolution would have evolution.

o

ecoute pour mon petit mot t en fait pas tant.

Tu comprendrais l anglais tu serais que ce mois si j en ai ecrit cent.

Et tu jetterai un regard sur ce que j ecris,

Mais ca pas demain la vieille. Que crois tu curieusement, je moru, je meurs aussi.

Mouru, moru, tres amusant. Museau. Music, elle a raison de se refugier dans les oiseaux, mais qui comprends ca maintenant, les mangeurs de chair les mangeurs de terre, que ces petites gens.

Coui, couicuoi, couicoui, but les gens sont tellement intolerant que le chant d un oiseau ne passé pas, sale gardeur, sack, sale quart d heure pour le moineau.

Tree.

Terre (land).

L etat de droit, meaning a state where rights reign but also where the state if just enough to have the right to treat people as all equal in worth.

Femme. Femal, family. The bigger social institution in the world, do not forget it when it comes to calculate what place did get woman in society.

B

L epee d amocles, is the one that everyone has over the head, but is the only tool one can really count one, the tiers state, the detenteur  of what Is made injustice and disloyoty, always hidden somewhere this energy, hidden because we have not detected it, but always ready, for the hit or benediction alike.

On psyche and psychology. Phenomenon immesurable as they are prevent from emerging and in the counscioius, and in the incounscious, and in the pratique, and what is even more dangerous and very disappointing, certes, but furthermore very carelessly inquietant, it is that it does not appear on theory, in knowing that people make themselves a damned play to praise theories at great length, so what is theory for them, of which utility, emptying the words, and like a sacred book, under the bad spell of giving birth, just syllable and syllabus in fact the words are from any energy already in use, words are mere failed, or not perfect attempt, at giving into our lifes, the shadow of concept or thing, but if we want to speak about thing, we are one as well, let’s wait the butchery, to know what it is.

B

She is the why I still am generous, as she is still alive.

These information if not would not befor my blog but for my log.

Be for. Before.

Belfry, be the tray.

B

There would be a denial of others’ reason to pretend that one would not like a world goof good for everyone else.

And the ones that would disagree, the entire group would have to find out what are the frustrations at the origins of this traumatism and completed it – not the traumatism, the lack and surrounding, oceans and lunear seas-.

nB

  

I knew that magpie have for havit to vil bill silvery stuffs, but what about the day when at one of glance, she, the bird, or he, glance at me back adn the light scrap striking tricking like but at the contrary beautiful money.

B

Nb: it is just that I noticed that you did not type the stylist way and for a writer that is bond to have more than a drawbacks.  To type the most efficiently possible the wrists have to be and stay, lay down still on the key board surface. The wrists must not move as thus you hand don’t have to shift, the fingers only are moving. Doing this allow the typist to know at any time where the keys are since the hands position is the same, it permits to use every finger which relief overstrained and prompt body building equilibrium, and also allow the typist to focus only on the text they need to read without checking fingers’ adjusted position, or

Helene.

Hell haine.

I am there awaiting, hating for you.you are not out of there, even if it is our love that we concede to others without knowing that the remains of my half was in my soul partner. I ve been thrown in hell to have given my love to the right person at the time, as you were also there. But now, through our love ok we might reign this little with which we can play the chain, nia, niach, bach for the gnawl  but what bait are we? I always know that I had to take by the horn this voyage without the warm of the most remote love, a bet, I always known that my love and life had to cross each other, r.i.p, but now, a bait?!

Ba-it. I know this is hell, but just at its entrance, cos what am gonna do when I wont’ see you, on which contumace, accoutumance is not the problem, you are my tremens. It is not the problem, one does choose one’s mat(c)h, I pray, I pray, but what, to look into you, to implore espair, the way in the cosmos to lodge in my memory. Memoyr. Grimmer, in French language, grimoir, means.  One d do whatever to record to his life, you are my mama, you are all that I lost, lost soil, st oi or is are only the inflexion of my knee, et toi pour mon vrai palais, the plazas, where we could go hand in hand not discreet this time but distrait.

I spend all my life regretting my illusions, and now my concret is abbheration.

I found a dream, so complete, that this odd exactitude cannot be guessed, or supsonnate, before being met. (them)theme, tem, aime) aime (love) is the highest point contrarily to what think my fiancée.  Spare me, spear me. What do you want, enhance?

I have to thank the ex of my love who conducts me to peace. To you, infinity emblem. It would be fun at home, but it is just that for the first time, the same intrigued unfolding, I would do every, any thing, and you the same I think just more discreetly. I do everything, even what I swear, I never gave to no one, even the former one, not a little one, the one who has been led me to you for more than half of my whole time. For you everything, as everywhere else is prison. But not the prisons inside which you travel, the prison sliding, sleeping inside, not the threat of being destroyed but its actual flame.

Act-u-all.

And not the flame that punish, but the one you have to stay with, as without it, no more hope for knowing something brighter, even in theories, the theories that changes my live, in a winning torpor. Demand a press enquiry, of a so beautiful story there is not, it is why love it at its highest, and as far as it is not, the hatred is its mouroir depth, dept on death row.

Row.wor.

Liberate me, who could else, certainly not the one ticking all the boxes, my coffin has his seal. I cannot look at you properly, what image proper do my brain could keep of ya? I cannot adore you and start touching you will all the love that wants to do that, and even if I could am I cunning enough to convey it the proper way, the adequate endroit (substancification of you, the part of your body that would agree with me too. )

I d like to say sorry when I behave ways that could put you in danger, it is never planned, and this time in the sheer oven would be accompanied, show the door by you if I had only in head the remotest of this hate.  Hate, eta (state).  State in haste.

Hell she does not want, but what can offer, the only survivor of the vendetta that ensue, ensure, that my previous deaths, genocidal condemnation,  that my living honour, won’t be fattening the clerk.

There is soothing else, I cannot believe that, the only to who I could say, I could have a baby, and in not adding but you are in charge if you want it. It is you. Because at least for good matters, we would be wondering, what with this and that, we are supposed to do? Right. Also, here is hell, not that we did not know it, but this time it is return, so what is the way, who is the one that are not allowed to watch back, nor won’t aloof, allow to stay? It is hell, so imagine won’t go far, image here are mortem mirror. I start understanding that I am in big trouble, proving myself, my love , but when then it madkes realize that I am a defunct, in search of its life, but would you give me to you, were I a dign messenger?

I am an open tomb, without luna. Here it is she is gone, the luna cannot sparks no more, for all my life that she has in every moment the light emission. You are my moon, who is in the sky this one? She is to others, you are not to be seen, you cannot come closer, I would rather the backgrounds darker.

They take all of me, I am not saying that for the complain, for me words, writing more precisely, is the freedom of my ideas, revolts, the children that through sentences I could perhaps tend.

But if we are in hell, they are also, how can we stop the instinct for destruction without which I fill musk mask myself zero.

And when the gee get gem whereas  benefit of the doubt is in fact your lasting dream. Drama gel. Don’t know in witch order is it drama first or gel in second, to finish where white the drama of nice transform into mummey. Because mummery it is what I was pretending to attain, without the right masks, but now, a slip of my though toward reality, the fact that you are true, and here I am perfumed, shrouded, emptied, and seth spectre inhibit  inhabited me, but I still lib, is still live for the sake of the dates. When the time is gonna stop? Am I supposed to engage in the army that want me not for defense but for assault. You know which army, or the fiends ir my enemies give me more than missions, gibe me impossible fight, gibed me torture at last. That I don’t stay so long, this spell that destroyed every second. I don’t talk of now, I am talking when I would not meet you, or meet you in knowing that you aim a t the last of’rendez-vous’. I am not talking of now, do not condemn me therefore, a m talking when what and who I could look up to or from down, which is less pleasant scene.

Note, when I love I can find or skiny, scanty or fat person ablosutely sexy, due to the way they think, approach and tackle...the wya they are, or the way I perceive they are, and the weay their body is moving and how the light, the warmness and density of their movement will touch me.

On love, due to the basic fact that one don’t want be a widower, or look for its partenaire to have the same intensity and rythm with activities (possibly)weight body is a criteria taken into account.

As for the lkinny I think that it is sexy potential comes from the fact that when someone is skninny they might be ‘unodor’ as the body processes less, they are lighter, so with a credential for mor suppleness, something you get more easy grip and round, a lightness is a promise of [(a)miability]=

For years I thought that my last thougth would be the one of a woman who did not give me love back.
and now I love that my last though would be the same, thinking that the lat but one would be of the same tenor. And theat I would quiet here with tears of pity and desolation.

But no, as for today would I be thinking of you, I would, I still (c(y)an cygn=swan) theo

Eritically give you my soul without concession.

I am like if I had most my mother, I am like if I had most my father, I am like if I had most my country, not the one with the passport, the one with my fiends and some of the academic support in it.

Aca-endemic for a poorest world, give you an idea why some all the same mistaken war and genocidal campaign lead their terminology on them.

And as for people that think that they obtain a jobless  new terminology for’ professional position’ less stupid than people working in tesco, they forget that the means we ‘work’ produce ‘end of the world’. What else stupidity more than this oblivion?

It ist th problem with self respect, one knows oneself very well through the permanent content constent enquiries operated on his body, but the ones of you, others, and in fact more on you, alter, the one I have chose for being my professor. I know my desire, I know it so well, ti leads the dance each imutes of this ballet, but yours, theerotically, (feerotically) I can be sure there is one, it is your concession, but what does it bring to a dike’s life? Have you sip of a crowded water? People are all inside my bay to check if I don’t, I won’t touch the fruit. And the knowledge this time would be the pardise, refound paradise, refound in each and every place of the bodies, all the bodies I cite earlier. Cite earl. When love will be kindom.

B

Love because we were alive was not to take for granted, as we were organic and thus changing. And what about letting one consider you a very tinny bit as your object that he adores though, but from which they could separate, disunite, even in this life, let alone the project ot finding back one’s construction the day after we go.

Did you have the series called ‘the fourth dimension’ in the royaumes-uni?

And spend time, on your lips, trying to open them or carress your gums and teeths through the arder part, the skin. The beauty with the flesh is that it can relax as much to let me go until you collapse, not from exhaustion but because when libearate, the fles h creates, exploses, in flower, jouissance bounty.

I think I ve just find why the populare revolution are punned with flowers names, whiose are not insulting for whom made love instead. But you well know me it is not all about love, as if won’t do nothing against others’ equal rights, like they are not if different, generating an unbalance that will conduct one of us into haveing to kill to defend the flower that I can on you, my reader, a one who needs for sky their lovesr’ appetite and to let know the body of its infirmities as long as in the air their seeds in prison were.

If I was with you, in this grek island, only us, looking after our children, and reporting on how libeliness is. What I think that would count is to avoid at terms possible matricide, and to do that they should lobe each other.

But what if we’d perceive an external danger? What kind of pot would be at the resort?

b

on your habit to kick your fingers or your hand violently, brutally on the tables or on your thighs or other part of your body. Is there more fragile and industrious that the veins, capillary, knuckes, microspiques filament that action our tools. You won’t have a secretary to dict the perfect though, we find in a perfect moment, of our knowledge of what the perfect mind are it’s task, tusk might be.

We are lalone, ond it is why we can indulge so much in these cermemonies. Cemeteries? On, no, on yes, bbut the true place we ill go in rest is the one where to gether to think, together to be, together to share all these sermonies, will be like being alone, as without you I am not, I am the errance pursuing its compagne. [companion}

I use to be reactive to people who I know what I do, about what I think. But I ll have to drop, as me I am or so I would have to join, in the cosmos to reach each of you messy.  My miss. The woman the pure, that I don’t know if she is my promised, life so plentiful, so graceful, can’t be. But in my brain there is no more place for any other else than your vicinity.

The only one that should be feared is god, in fact oneself for disobeying, disobeyond, the path of the all considering. Not god as god is the graceful almighty but before finding the light in us and all, the shados w is taking me. In there it is beauty but they have found their aims or they are not at it. When I understand that your love is mine, I have to look at you with feeling beyond describe.

Amateur, I look like an amateur, that could be sacked by you by all his shortcoming but the true one of that his love was not showing. If you could experiment the state of my soul, when alone in my cell, your fact, you face, appears so cool, as this time I ve got all time at my sdisponibility to enter in the transe that permit my on your entry. Could you please for a second consdidering the fact and figure, that if I had the choice, all my time, all my time, and the one afther her, her, your body and charms. Don’t jump at me, don’t jump at me, a charm it is the ondulation under which I cannot move. If I have the choice I could die at once, only to prove that I loved some one monk once {(monk, knom, know, kome, come (alike)}. Speaking about holograms, it is very easy I will convene, but I just inprint that should have been but has not by fault of paper, ink, and leisure time.

Leisure time in which lay the treasure of each one departure, for its promise land. You. Small specification I am not writing to santa clauss not to its hierarchy.a muse I don’t want, all my need and help and dean are in the term you, my wife et my lullaby, as a married couple without the right to live in peace with the other part of the society, is the tic-tic-tac-tac of future monstruosity.

It is maybe why homo are banned, it is maybe why marriage with other aim that the money

Honey, you are my sole virtue, after you weapons. But ok, it is why il love an empress, is that I cannot depart, even if like Ulysses, I d do the world of life and death, you are in every leaf.  Leaf, fall, fill. Acoomplished my atutumn and all other, seasons, years and whatever as long as I can bear your no. Accomplish towards what, if it is without you? Without you or with you, in my head, in my dream, and more and more in my refolds, prefunds, tritons, the soute, the calles of my body, I am the deamon. 

I know my writing is like fucking shit painture, it is only once onc one coulor, or play on letter the level of a baby, but even if it is not divine it is when I am nearer from my almighty, I cannot convene, I cannot convene since I am not god, but I write as you are the one who sends me, and for that there is no word but you, parade is. Parade dei.

People want from other people as a society to including assuming them well, to make believe that sentiment and feeling will have to be the cause of my misery, I love you, in put you into danger of being outcasted or more discreetly discarded, as the card in occident is the ascast for ori ent, hori end, occident, accident of habing become empire of not men but worms ready to obey order for the final remedy eructing guillotine. Speak abou t history is to let the comtemporary know who they are, but who they aer, they hate id so, or should be ashamed, that the whole secret does not offer retrieved signification. Sign, what about signing? my poor citizens.

B

Signing is gor for the churches or any party garden as long as its burial, rail for the bigger crash with other civil isation, as civilisation is no more than civil that are cooperative for the next keepguard or the next looting. Poor us, jamming now, under the hammer, of what twere no justice but travestite vested with power to keep empty for the abusers hovering over the l()aw, wal, that there supposed common sanity safe from being invaded by tort-hour on end, game is over children.

Civil is these networks of primitive society forgotten that modernity does not provide peace, and without god harmony, the tools of all time will be a bomb portable but not for disposal.

Communism, liberalism, is like islam or Christianity, it does not mean nothing to ‘I am one’ be said.

b

I am crying, I am crying, as much as you gave me life and the rage to save my soul without selling my skin.

You are my wife, reminding everyday, each time you cult walk away, that life is good again and again, suddenly could be the most appalling reversion which could, would be jealous greatly appealing by the dead.

You are my wife, my mummy. The center of what would be call nerves, hooves, hives, cloves and energy. Shamrock the one I hold for if your shadow won’t descend once again survey, oversee, I would be a suppot of satan, could I come to this hell and save, aeve, without who I am wormy.

Anhd when I say my other part it is for other that can see towed to two body, but if I am damned it is from being broken from my own shadow, chat(=cat, pushy) ouidow. Shadom, widom.

The others companion to whom I use to give the affection I could give to nobody, now I met the one that soul (should) my part.

At leas t ti could hope for countenance, without you this life a time to complete a new plan with it, I ll design the how of our complain to reach the next exit of this nest burning from love unadmited.

N

Eih, window is gone, I have always wbeen watching LOVE through the forbidden of fa woman that idid not return it, and now you are in front of me, not returning either, but I know that mind could try to build upon some bridge, bringing truth for what trough is a live without it.

B

She hated me not for what I was, but for the fact that whe could have been me, I am not so different, but our culutrures are in economic wars, just a little bit more emphasize than the every family are waged in.

B

The paradise you don’t want to see, let’s they disappear, what would I have to do to retrieve, would be any options for you, or just for me the experiment of a decay dying for long as for you it kept itlelf, healthy.

Nb

Lyou, lyon. On whom (womb) I cannot think actively as you in my place won’t be. And nor would I prepaere my time nesting us to rest for th better of this life, the ex-istence. Not only substance but pure state of mind. Not kenning mind of dim, but for all problems if one exists redeem every where  (hells) else one day pure and theo will inn.

N

The problem with trying to improving planning, scrutinizing, is that of course it is a process of intellectual proceedings and appurtenance. And well when you start doing that for the sake of your professional or citizenships’ ethics wou you will see you showed the door from these bastions of whores and there will finish inbestigation, inbestbeastification.

And hthere the means of analysing the exact problems of functioning and misfuncitioning.

But there is even worse, is that people deride the ones using words, they are just words, what they don’t know is that liberty is nicked just because it is a trunk we are not allowed to use them.

We can speak about big inspiration but when I said big it is what these solders have called utopia, that is something so far, so blurred, so attainable, bla, bla, bla, bla.

But here the truth, dummy, it is if that one want to do something relevant and logic on how to achieve, they won’t be allow and if they persist their work would be demolish if their career won’t be the same as the legionary, the good legionary that gives life to fight good war, and when he said look chief this one is whore, he will be treated more than every one believed thwhat was real enemy.

What I am saying don’t think a second that we are allowed to use words, as soon as they start saying how beatfiful to the core, each entity it would be, for us, fort  you,  in-tell-ect-u-al, it is simply the cord.

Intellect.tu (you kill inf rench)al.

Mte, mute an.

Imagine a  aworld where we could not inventing word, that any essay at outing the syntaxe, sin-axe, tax, would be in microsoft automatic, indelible, debile, defile corrections.

b

when problems within the society, in an office, at a desk, I tremember as much as this sanely working that they are not the place where I organize myself but the place for the most people, all for in the view of liberating all people, and that this universalism might would cause some rules, infinitely workable, but some rules in case we would have all of sudden every file to fit in.

On rules a debilitating.

The problem is as sonly as it is sane, because when one work in emergency, but we are all doing like if it was the liberalisation, as cool as the dead, so then there should be time to refine something smoothly, smithy, since  we do that for advancement, all pros and cons of modernity as everyone’s claim. It is ok for me I can do that on my own time. But do that and it will be getting highly personal, we will kill your role.

B

Puss and soup.

Sup.

Love is associated with death, as it if I lack my mission I leave in danger, and you in danger is for forlorn ad vitam eternam.

Lack, call.

Hitl her.

Halt.

On the kittens’ contest context, about this big societies. I don’t think, strangely enough.

 They choose for barracking, braguing, bargaining, the image of a man threatening to kill kittens.

But where are we? Who is suppose to laugh or buy their feigned insouciance, in soucis (= fright, agony, cares)?

You know that nina, that all that has a prize, the prize of this cardboard, guardboard, comprised, that all that surrencherise, bid, is propaganda, paid by further advert.

Where are we, I have the sensation of, if I would signal (animal ‘f.cabrel’)  that they ve got dementia, they would throw my blood, brood, book, saying I ve been lacking with several chapters.

Nina, why do we have to step stopping the argument and say but look go at the rspca, they will explain to you how many are gazed, and how many are bought, and how many are left in the shit that they cannot spread, bred spray. They spray this way, a market place where you do joke about little baby that every day die by the millions, thousands, hundreds, dozens, one, in fact are you veggie, leggies?

Doc, you know the cod of this joke, is that since they mock, debase a traits that are their own every day treat and traite.  They are overtly traitor, you ve seen the singular, a pack, a mash brainwash lashed.

A propos Wollstonecraft, who said that she is threatened like if someone could trample on her as if she was an insect, it is trope, for the story above.

Because in this society, people kills people, kittens, the same rate as this. Exactly like if you were not doing it on purpose, or that you were not supposed to avoid the tramp o line, on tramp, creating poverty, and do it even on purpose when you can claim I m saving insanity on vault (vulture).

By the way, if ‘she’ was my kitten. Quit. Quit the boat, it is this way they do the punky, in a ponk, in a pond, in a bag, together, sin-k and charm the frame farmed.

Far from med, frame, fare,farm  me.

I wanted to tell you that I love you so strong, ok strong you, I love you so bawdy, barky, badly, that your thinking for me is singsong, all day if I want it all day, sometimes it is just that I have to work at our dream, the external this time, for you so it is not a drame. A drama for me is it is when I know that it is you the one that is thinking this miles far from my ears, that your voice is in my bedroom as resounding as seas’ waves against, rolling on oceans. I don’t deserve it, I am too coward.

Oh, malheur, qu’est ce que tues belle.  Belle belle c est pour 9999, cest pour nina. C.et pour. C’est pour elle, elle  c’est pour toi.  Elle, every panto, every name, name it, name at, name at it, c est pour ninia.

Ne nia.

B^ele, b^ele, c est pour nina.

Bele is the crying of the goat.

You ask me a reason why I should like to stay.

For me it is deraison (irrational, innervations, erratic, inconceivable, it is sufferance to answer a question that you weld not ask any way), to think that I could go away.

They drearily derail his behaviour, there laugh a dream that lost, but who got the idea. You move like an poor, poorly animal, but yes, it s the world commune eat cake or commune e-cake or communic ache.

Animal at the poorest unheard, but what they d got to say. They will do it one die dry day. Hic,

b

To say that something is inferior to oneself is symbolic of this oneself so cart-carta-cat-rat-strophique own limitation. And I said sym-oblique, the very fact that like that you show a card saying I am not to neuter anymore, I underwent castration.

Symbolic.

Shambolic.

Diabolic.

Hyperbolic. Be-ware, the product of labor is as appreciated as the Mystere. Mist hairy? Miss, terri, mist errance.

B

For me nine is become midnight, when midday is on Thursday.

The gypsy people with its reputation macho, but who ve got the world reputation on witchcraft?

Withcraft.

Withraft.

B

I don’t love anymore It simply live for you

For my friends when I was in love, I d say no answer needed.

It is for my breathing to tell you, your answer my surrounding.

Sur(=over) and over. Other. You, the divine my society.

As become, your genius, sash your voice, the violins, the cello, tremble me.

Having fond his domptor (=don, fight, gift, lash), tamer.

The taming of the shrewd. Through her finesse, finless.

Of a noise, the side lateral of head, a blade.

The other, hath other other.

The other, the

 other other.

Physical love, phinking, of you, without stripping, all my body recognising that in these world there’s other schemes, all are coming for our ceremonies, ‘demons, fairies’ (Mano Solo).

I know with you the signification of ‘love is greeting, love is grand, love is free’.

Because loving you is the action has done more freely. Free from judgment, free from fright, what I love, you love, the truth is opposite, and look into everywhere, for you, it excites the very sense of unbound freedom for more love than possibly.

Love were my exil. You are exil itself, you are unbound, am the glee as well.

N

It feels like if we had escaped from hither heel  of hell, with this particularity, that earth is not to be seen, it is so depleting, it is reality.

Depleted, you mean? No, no, no, nature won’t be. But go around the meaning and she will growth a corrida, a toreador, against her mentor (=liar in french) . the ears, the tongue, the tail. Just before spinned span sin docts and dunkeys going to be pinned. 

b

Here it is my main game is to compare the words given by micron sift automatic, wondering on which lists I could have been Putin.

I have to let you know, there here a lot I grouped for air.

b

My open enemy taught me one or two things about the world that the cunningly hidden opponents brain washed me the contrary.

Respect one’s enemy, and any potential.

Rules on politeness and sane one.

Don’t despise the hidden, above here still a ramification that did not spell it mayday.

Ps, am in rash, in rage of writing. I pass the other side out ot of love already. And since lobe love you are right back, I ll die out of rage, of not touching you, hours on ending days, opening the crack of down, this the souvenir of the years without your arms.

Warm and spongeous.

You see is poetry, I could think what it is more appropriately, it is are, area, armed, arm or arms, but I cannot be on any another sounds when enlivening my spirit the image of your fore remind that word are depicting the world, my der dear reality. Dare. What could I dare, your arms if in my veins, your arms if in my skul, bones, and tools and stool, your arms not around me.

Are hound.

nB

You are telling me off, I use to much, am a too wordy, it is true, but they are my friend, and if they hare, but if they are used to harm, not one should stay, kill every body.

Big rather one.

The principle precipice taboo. They do as if they wanted me to express my homosexuality, therefore going from the premises that they are not homo.

On ridicule.

B

To be teh devil advocate but not to defend him, tor represent it, as devil is not what is appeared to be, devil is when people don’t find anything more to blame for their monstrosities. The y are a part of the society, that are insane inbred, every day, they buy, they thrown, they execute, and not content iwith vat (Ivy) that they bring the evil up to shout they find the badly.

b

nif, nif, naf, naf, nouf, nouf, hoping for a day were pigs will boil carats and wolves.

Our real size is when our body stretches (ex: harpeproximate, the feet unfolding, flex or relax).

Whence the digression, of the prehistoric times where woman in pregnancy were the revealation of a tiers party.

B

Creation.

You are the female, that permit me the hope, to say to another one I olove you so, and seeing that thus I serve our pourpose, our esteem, séance, seance and nuancial, nuptial deem, are good observance. And the love I manage through the breath taken on you thinking of me, my pride since they are our criterion, and nothing less to us, as love is impregnable, it is just for the air, and the most noble barracked  for freedom beauty is to kiss it goodbye, as it is in you form me.

Several.

SEve roll, role, haul, raoul.

Seve, in French, seve, sip, sap, save.

Hap. Pi (tits = mammels, mammals or worse according to translation) trace lay. Translation is additive, adickteeth, not descriptive.

Harpies, sharpie.

Advertisement, in French avertissement is a warning.

Don’t marry, don’t register, it could be a trap for your address and quality as female-female couple.

What do I need to live? To live I need time. For nothing else that be with you, invocation of tending at our child, every single particule that are to be scene.  You as paradise, you as universe, and versification.

As to understand which dimension I ll have to go instead of letting them stoop strop s-pit stop us in our simple living.

Life is not laissez faire, it is welcome all though as the universe order, the ordeal are shire shared, not lsliding into hatred as long as they don’t summon the strength necessary to sly the enemy that would like in society tell you in the face you ll be my servant my dummy.

We could choose the title of a talk, and try to think of that if needed while we gave its tool to our body, the walk, alk? Call.

You, and you, my mind and soul, and the body rentable receptacle, crucible, what could we do. Stretch it and stretch the techniques with which my body could relieve, realeve, you.

N

Music is simple it is the soul crying.

Bravo.  GRiot, hero.

Data, blog.

Sas for the revolution. I think that we will have to count of th e eldest of the recipe, the street, speaking and count on everybody, as the weapons are own by the vampires, just forget about centuries, the millennium is on what they count to hide and sub-lime their treatise, traitrise(traitor, traite=  slave deal, eery?       trait-rise, tread, trade, . slave.

 Ave. 

B

I did not mind to have no address. Even addresses always had problematized the fact that I awaked to see the other side.

But what about a wife of whom I don’t know hers.

Whose. Who is. Till now I thought I culd be priest, but what I am now, the cuckoo, cocoon, the cock wishing sliding, slitting. Who I were, who I was, never defied romance, excentricity, but now?

I wish I was in her womb, admit. Admitted? I wish I was in you, by your womb, natural image the one of the belly, I could be eaten by you, near you, on you, in you, take me, by all meals, bud, all means, don’t leave me. Me, and you the rim are so sassy. Easy? As blood ho(u)sing, oui.

I would do no poetry without my computer.

It gives me the cue, my play on lexicon.

Lex (loi) con.

Conned with the law. Beauty, vounty. Raped. What else, as no is tuning, forget the centuries, forget the millennium, and pray, pray, pray, have pity on so-dome.

Homo were your scapegoat, scape, escape, an landscape, devour, divorce lez anim aux.

Animass.

Nb

People I agree are not to be treated as animal anylonger, they d become animass.

would I take time to pitifully explain that as a lesbian I might even love one?

would I take time to pitifully explain that as a lesbian I might even love my one?

would I take time to pitifully explain that as a lesbian I might even love the one?

would I take time to pitifully explain that as a lesbian I might even love someone ?

sommon. Summon.

And that I really, really, would like to be taken by the ass too, by HER. Or HIM, as I am gay.

It is not that I am gay my specificity, I am a gay, because all other they are, don’t doubt, don’t dare the almighty, shame on you, to cede to bribery.  The one of through entreating, ask for dementia, demented, instead of pardon.

To deny to be, I don’t jugged, you , I know the phobia, of one searching to marry you with one you don’t have choice, by pressure, force and money.

I am so heterophobe, since I understood that you could take wifey. A smile spitting your mouth, me on my last prayer, would not be to fear for my lies, but to wh-ish wh-ish for your teeth, and it is not liters you got, after a little bite, right place into your throat.

I said hetero, because I am class, honest, fair, reasonable, I know it is logical, and for all my sisters, and for all my brothers, am bi. And for the one that say am hetero beaus they treat their understanding so low, to nkcik more, a shark ok, but it is not from yesterday, that cruelty has for finery tow to vote too well faced as funny. Hilari-ouis.

b

I am a prophet, a cat talk to me.

Why?

Because they, the birds, les oilseed, les obsequy, les soiseaux, , , we are equal.

Equalizer.

I know however why ou are looking for a seer,

Because they want to examine, till the decide dcecime, under surgery, tested,

Juging, assessing.

Whereas committing the worst atrocities.

Hop ing, hop ing, hop ing.

b

people are waiting for the big event, a big sign from god, they are simply fe ud up like goose bood good for the foi gras, forget about murders wa are committing ansd ask nonchallament for one little sign.

Forget avoid avout the wind, the ronron of the motors, the crackling of you r very house, English have millions words, I’ll be dismissed as I owe you to say but who are you to say in my body there is not appétit.

You want a little sign for your brain with a sole pleasure, be user waster time, harming, dying through injures. Injury poor bury, buddy, that you haven’t cure, poison dishonesty, and what is called the denial of god.

Cataclysm.

What gives us electricity? Thunder, don’t you hear the sky, no your mouth though, thought, foam.

By it was a good thunder, isn’t it? What the sly, the sky, which protection for you, out, . Who could reasonably to go on on this? When reasonably said, it is just honestly, but frankly you know, honest are the dummy, the one trap, and you think your escape? Funky, fucky, funny. Ease,

Lice, lease you the last prayer, reappraiser.

would I take time to pitifully explain that as a lesbian I might even love one?

would I take time to pitifully explain that as a lesbian I might even love my one?

would I take time to pitifully explain that as a lesbian I might even love the one?

would I take time to pitifully explain that as a lesbian I might even love someone ?

sommon. Summon. Salmon.

Lez and zoophile and yet again if I cannot pretend to woo an animal is th e result of misunderstand in.=g.

My lesbian as a trick, she svaves appeareance, I can pretend I am the amale and her the female, in fact it is opposite.

She si lipstick and stick.

Satine, appetissante, but whom run for order?

I am fed up, I am fed up, I am so fed up with les filles.

Mind her too she is my mane.

The lyon made dicka. The lionne her half, the cubs, god, I d rather say.

We could went on saying that my demon is female and that hers is male even if animaly, she is so apt and in her lingery happy.

B

Any way this is just a simple story, as psychologically, the male, it is your venerable, the female, the one for whom s-he tapes stupidity.

S(h)ee

Your are praying for  a prophet, do you think that it would be a promotion, to lead humans sick of hearing but as if, as hit, as twit. As It, Asset, Asit. Hashes.

B

I tried so many years to find the chemin towards revolution theories for it to come and go well, and then come again.

But, but, if you were deciding to borrow my hand, my return for you the end of infamy.

At last, I would know revolution, right there, yest there, right low, ver ly low, down inside me.

Professor moriarty, I know there is somthing like that within my couple, I am not afraid, the one I was awaiting has been sending by my faithful master. Who’s moriarty? And hwo is the police?

Mercyfu.

But I am begging you don’t play an open game. Because if I am the police, for you my love, I am all service.  You are my marriane, what do you want me to do?

But tehem, but them?

What gonna happen, we will speak a little in the open, and after violently or pretending doing it calmly you wall send me over the ores, o roses, tie is idiomatic, throwing  with the thorn.

Thorn, tor, tunnel, the blue light enclose?

But why, but why?

Ok, I am no saing ou cannot split, please before hand bring me the wis-key, I don’t lick a drop, so it could be party. Lower pleasure, hoping that excluded the blogs you don’t get any. And no care, cars, for th rest please shush me, it is when you think that crime sand love, do it, and leave me for a cadaver, be pried,  and it is when I so much regret not a vampire as long as I could blank, no drink, ces bandit.

So what so much pressure, I am not saying it would not be because I am too dumpy.

Just let’s edxamine

Look I have to be brief, but I will precise it, dropping my own taboo, like someone responsible, if I write this rate of page, is that I am psychotique.

I know it sound dangerous, but don’t think I am mean or inconsequent ofor this. I tell you, because it thing tha t my half is you.

The details if you want but it won’t be of any interest if you don’t tell me otherwise than by texts.

Truly, realy, they are world of the word, I know you know infiny, but a life emptying is as sure as godotsvisiting.

The rproblem with the devil is desire, we d like to see, but what if it comes, so we close our eyes an d gone the shadow, of course ti is dead where it had been, but will come back for more from another angle, since open    e   yes he wants your desiring.

May be not it wants, but here that is a call.

B

Une guerre au mots, homo

I calm I claim the opposite but I don’t know what is to have a wife, nor a girl friend,  not evcen a fling, the sex little sex I had empty of any feeling,  and if nicety the lower sense of it.

We are under the dictacture of the majority, and in fact no, but we won’t argue, what’s the point, we wre were raw, rare, medium, I guess we like them poached.

The special manners  emblematic of a gender comes from the moves their activities, clothes, position they had to take and hold, the way and degree their body were exposed, and to what, additionaly ot the propaganda, familial and etatic, that could have been in some regards, similar to those famous psychological tests and experiments, were the researchers are qualifying and quantifying human reactions, behaviour, organisation, conditionment- slavery potential excluding solidarity and successful or at least successfully emblematic, very, very dangerous, revolts.

It is so many years that I don’t get the feeling of being human anylonger, that my heart and brain had been takent away but the jobs we do...

But, you are the but, what since I find you as having finded my self.

Finded, would be lest of you thinking that you are my object or simply my found. Ok there is still the consonant fine, but please don’t send me there, I would not be utile, not at my utmost of my capacities.

And maybe it is what is missing in the utilitarian theory it is what about the objects, the nature of action, the aim of regroupement and commune good, think thank (praise god for in each step each of us keep the autonomy, and the absolute right to arrange for herself) that they did forget FOR GET (forget-not) the maxime of maximisation,  what about the greatest result, the greatest achievement and its compass :for everybody.

For everybody?? To get, to get, yes, yes, said apology...

B

Maybe in the stor of humanity and domestic aniamal it was bery important, determinant the fact that pets die after 10 or 20 years, because the dependenc  y were lastion less long, and also because but how could we be loving an animal having the same life expectancy??

Nb: before human expectancy were considerably shorter.

(password: I am your dog) as long as you don’t send me to the rspca, happy, happy, I would like to learn staying at the doors, ect to guard, and follow without a noise or you to have to pull, if you send me rspa, euthanasia, abandon in the forest, it is the version you like? The were wolf transcript? Crypt, don’t think I ll be mad at you, I was in live, not alive, but in live when I first saw you, encrypt, encrypt.

I cannot following you, not because of me, because you are fussy, and plus not the bread.

So I think it is why dogs are so much talent in finding back their cell, because they think of you the all day, the all way down, like it link with the path, path taken inspired by the telepathy to the bitch and thus the thread between house and hunt, I d never be lost, the game is for you.

And it is where comes the violation of bien sceance in gender story, it is that I play the male, but how come I d become for them so laudatory? The compliments, in fact invective, and content with them or order would come: oh, no, you can’t be seeing me.

And when a two lesbians have to cross their body touchin each other basin only, the busts and legs not embracing the ones of their partners, for the comparaison hetero don’t touch themselves more when they bang a mort.

Ps porno is not when I think that it could be done for th first time byus. Busti , by us.

I would make love to you like a woman, that is with all that I know about finesse, maybe not a lot, but the attent would be this and the fire tha comes from the bell y womb.

Thinking of making lobe to you is takin my organ repro, and that I had one I did not.

Felt it.

-

I renounced society as a working pragmatic concept. Because concept is not possible without application, and just application, to serve one’s science for the elements elects (sciences, raison, and complete with billions words, as conceptual as sciences, search for puzzling me, meet, meat, meberty, liberte, oration orison) at their turn shall see why to be polite to our moeurs.

n

Travel.

Struggle.

To be so afraid, it is true, I guess it is not phobia, but whatever else, whatever help, mummy.

To come to you, already dead by the force of love, after having tested every single part of my life, the way it transforms my days, philosophy, concepts, ahshadow from the windows, appetite, dynamism, the hours I sleep, the night I appeal, the need to be entirely alone to comtemplate my, our, your soul and my relation to them.

Already dead of having had to repossessed my demon, and violently throwing my self ant into exchanging what we could weel think about. You on the other end, knowing that I am bound to go and come oto this execution, it is end of the game, or do we play, because of this game over, beyond and above, even if not so well, mon Coeur. Choir just tell me that I should not be so pround because if we belong to her, you don’t know, you don’t own or ‘have’ a woman. Would I be dyin them everyday of a ptotentially dead marriage, to agonyze, from being maimed, dismembered. Yes. All my life, thinking and mutation to someone who will slowly make me feel and finally slide m e into drawer as if I was one of her handkerchief.

And what if I go on, it is not from being naive, it is from being vanquished.

Virtue. (virer = shift; tue = kill)

Overt-hue.

Vers-tu (toward you).

Ver-tue (toward death).

Verso.

Recto.

Ver(T)uous. (toward toi or nous) virtuosity.

Us (usage) and man-ner.

Man-her.

Use (age)  and costums.

Cost, whom.

Cost-wom.

Cost-who.

Whoever. Wombs and maiming.

Aiming at trade toar toward maiming.

Aiming at trade toard toward maiming.

Aiming at trade toeard toward maiming.

Aiming at trade toa toward maiming.

Aiming at trade, too hard, toward maiming.

The blue of your eyes, as blue as blood, water as a flow, or simply in country, places where you can into the sky your regard drown.

The darkness of mine, dryness pierced sun, the soil, sand, versing on volcano

What are gonna be the next color as very logically pep, have the same than the bearer, what kind of color? Bleach, inky, ogm, plastic, package, cardboard, coauthor, rubber, codom, spermy, ovulary, what on hell are we gonna resemble? Pesticide, horror, slaughter, .

And if art when representative as it mainly was in history, was about representing elements that were by themselves so unknown, unresearched, tremendously immense potential for explosion, and also unexplored, in the way that one has a duty to report the things as they were the more ‘distanciately’ seen and perceived, since people had to get an idea about what could be observed in other part of the world (manely the regions a little further), without having to face the question of it is reality, it is my mind, my soul, and what are these other counties.

As powerful and inviting, as immersive and immeasurable as it is in my forests, my deserts, my plains and whatever the road that it has to be taken, my lonely, insulated home.

…

IMManant

Im´ma`na´tion

n.

1.

A flowing or entering in; - opposed to emanation.

A spell story, a blow to the froment and forming of humanity and the world she has to paint.

B

Have you heard about the supernatural, supranatureal serial called ‘the fourth dimension’.

Almost fourth, like fourch (spade or scythe, depending what side of count-ry.)

Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnbridge.

supernatural, supranatureal

Terrifie = terrifying.

Terre = land, planet, soil.

b

guerir (healing)

aguerir. (becoming a warrior)

Guerre.(war)

Guere. (little)

Naguere. Once upon the time.

Uni

On atomism.

I firstly thought epistemologically naive to believe in a unit of matter that could not be peer into and disunited, or like playing with their connections or junctions if the play d stay pacific. Because everything comes from something, at least what is humanely peerable. What is humanely peerable is coming from the same environment will be naturally equal to the average ability that possess human beings at analysing, intervening, wishing, conceptualizing, experimenting.

But suddenly the thought of you, what if we d be divisible, what if the believe that holds the every love for existence, the existence concept itself, what if we could be simply cutted.

Magnetism, could save the bet. Immaterialism, the deal. Ideal.

So ok , every thing we see is coming from our average reason, but what about from melting, what about what, the product, beyond the scrutiny of our life, we know well that honesty, courage, fairness...might altogether being repaid-reap aid currency in society or not. But what about the exercise of those virtues, higher  (ailleurs, elsewhere) virtue. The simple fact that they are indeed recognisable, is the sign of a reconciliation, the possibility, the duty of human, and dynamic of universe towards concord.

This is the dynamic, but what about when, the moment of creation, when you manage with a token?,, whatever is called what you did, when you manae manage to revive in me a void immense. I am even not talking about immensity, am talking about the mome-NT (mome = kid, not dik, kid) were you inbreathed live in me, ok, in-tension-ally.

Should this at-home, be remove from me, what would stay is the indicible (ir in duce) but ineluctable (lu, something with light, or lecture, lu, lire, lyre/ elu, cast b-allot)= transcriptible? Readable?)  only way of living to reproduce it.

Read. Re-add. Furnish? Fur (for) nish (niche, burrow)= re-mind, at-home.

Mind it is more this rejuvenation that I believed impossible.

You now this voice, not void, the sweet murmur of the one in me running unflinchingly (fleche=arrow). I am in lobe with an E.

B

I will focus on that latter, but I really have to react emergentli before being inable only, not alto her absolutely omni,  to hand over my essays to the sacristy.

I am the one having the idea, you are the one who gave (d)itto me.

Al-to gave her.

b

Enclave, esclave.

Terre e fying.

Is lam?

Lamb

Lame (=blade, French)

bladder, balder

e-slam

isle- ame (soul)

mals-i

mal-si (evil-if)

b

right.

Reign height?

B

Rese arch.

           Urch.

Ch.

These stories in saying good behaviour, bien séance, politeness, serious, reliability,,,of course are very important as long as they are truly linked with respect. You will find out that even with all the quality, the only forgery needed to be deemed “acceptable” in co-society is “self-restrained in front of moral duties and the pursuit of (furriness) fairness”. Whatever you do, how you do, whatever voluntarelee (and it is the reason of this total displaced disgrace, (ahout) about compulsion, complexion, complete, complex obsession about money) that any how the answer of genuine and sincere effort is gonna be “no, thank you it is about proofed, profit on cruelty”.

B

e

on the model physical standards.

Negative aspects, as use of cocaine, or unmuscular body.

But about the despise they have to endure from the other women especially criticizing their size, it might be a way of conjuring homosexual feeling out.

Because of their general attire, power of attraction over the public, feminist criticize could well be put unconsciously in place in order to deny female appeal. Not because they are rerepresented as female, but just because they are presented. Display, displeasure, or symbolic starved generosity.

I d wanted to have a word on this, as I equally think that their sliminess are symbol too of a certain way of live, diet, fasting, religious people, ascetic for this effect are admired.

Presented, present, they are there and lead discreet ballets and dance.

Dance.

Dense.

Of course unhealthy, but who don’t know about the level of harmony in other coocu, (no, that’s me when mine is gamma read this one) occupation (ok, let’s weigh and balance).

If I want to see other body size. I d like to see the famine that provokes the fabric industry. But I don’t want to buy.

nEmblematic, blazon,         -arms.

I have had a live due to today, but if not, no.

26-02-11 reading of the 25, 12.02 pm

A propos atome interaction, what’ s a soul supposed to do when it has been separated, and that it has not met again yet? Do you believe in a all life in hell?

No, I hope no.

And what if you diesappear again. Agi, aga.

Your death, your life, my soul you are my prize.

I am talking about you, my other, that if someone forbids me from going to you, or ganged me from going out, islam should shoot be banned.

Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo. Homo.

She remembered a time where she would think that gay were fat, horrible, mean and stupid. And of course they are all of that, they are human beings, beast, bias, bins, beans...

But now she simply found someone she loves spending, living, plays –we don’t even dare saying it because of rats rates, works, reads, writes, prays, pees, nicks, fucks, amuses, brings children, speaks to the neighbours, asks for end of misery, be prepare, opt (hoped and hopes, and ll again) to do something about it,  nights and days.

Tough for the competition?? Fuck you. Fuck you. ?? Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. ?? Fuck you. Fuck you. ?? Fuck you. Fuck you. ?? Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. ?? Fuck you. Fuck you. ?? Fuck you. Fuck you. ?? Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. ?? Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.

One single thing more. You fucking extremists would be up to trunking the texts to make it appears the quarter of your own degree of insanity. Trying to make believe your people that they are not next on the lists of the dos you are asking in the row of your services.

Islam would be a religion, that is inspiring for peaceful divinity, it be a long time that my wife and me would have ask for being certified as muslim. But all consideration done, we are good and done.

Lesbis.

Would would be able to confirm followers? You almighty thiefs, in lack of riches and preaching humility. Preaching and vomiting. Praying and begging. You want wholly whores, let’s begin.

I recommend nobody to become over excited, they preach like toddlers with another organisations and terminology.

We gonna finish like we kill animals traditionally.

And all of us, all of us. All all. Alla, ajja, all-hal all elo ya

B

 I don’t know what happens during menstruation, but this bllod is the trace of murders and death.

Could it be an incentive for procreation when threaten by not procreating enough, or could it be a reminder that too many of us, would finish in fratricide, or ismiply impossibility as well organising ourselves enough to live iinside the womb?

In any way this is the first question on live.

Jj. between umbrella and j sabre.

The problem with the relationship to children is to respect their sexuality, their need for personal and intimate development, without imposing one’s view. Like it is ordiranily done because parents are of afraid of society’s view (my one could be the next to ve victimised, exploited, neglected) or because the cannot just count on people simply because children activities are left to the parents entierely. (certainly as a way of birth control, as if the society attended children need what would prevent couples from reproducting over the rate of shared viable numbers by head.

Children are fundamental in the population, even simplier, spiritualister way of being a’blanker’ organism free of the heaviness of past experience and are there to reinject nature, not in the form of our ancestors more than the parents (are they are the fruit of this long history) but more more simply the one, the part of the fluctuant that may drift from generation to generation, the culture, the short-term culture maybe.

Thanks’ life in al part of the world religion exists. As human as an in interaction phenomenom needs rules for this relations not to finish in wars, cruelty, endemic disease.

And plus we in some cases, need very stringent and strictly widespreadly applied rules.

But pretend that we need the ones (am not even speaking about the core of the idea, the essence, as like every text, you will give an abstract followed by an example, and the example will be taken from the daily life of people) given years or centuries ago.

The religion was trying to educate people, to protect people from suffering and dying. And most important from hurting each other.

To say that we are into the same degree of advancement now is to insult one’s forebearer’past, because it it simply saying that their work were senseless and inutile.

It is also a way of controlling children for the cheapest investment of love and raison in a societal way produced. It is a way of imprisoning every one into lies that no one believes but just reproduces as a way of cruel, pervading, endemic threat for unfair persecution and coercion.

Also,  it is insulting this classic texts and the human intelligence to which they address, not to notice that from an example you will have to draw and interrogate the essence, the premises, the quality morale and metaphysics of what little people have found, when they found, and what for the truth to be loved and shared and ... be at last truly the master. What truth will be needed of us to any creature devotion and application of universal religious principles?

To pretend this has been done for us, before, is an act of spiteful Profiteering.

I won’t even start asking for you not calling religion what is spiteful, what is domeenering, in the sense of imposing to other to disrespect their siblings because who knows a little “communities based on the concept of being followers of religious concepts”, talking about the no-charitable, lucrative ones, or making money for the chiefs, you know what I mean, I ll suppose it so, praying that you are not held in victims of violence or of the rape that consist entertained ignorance. This very same communities are the first to know and sa that they are not following religions but a vengeance dynamic created by the fact that doing good is far more difficult and dangerous (these empty camps in the uk pretending being tough although they would not give a finger to the one of their same confession but who are them suffering inhumane, atrocious story) than doing badly. Sisi. (if-if)(naf, naf, nouf, nouf, better being a pig than a pork-roasted by the devil to have used religion as a gang-raped virgin: choose)

PSS: for example, do you seriously need a god itself begging for you to understand that if one speaks about water it is because it is as dangerous as precious. Wasting water, is the blood running.

Pss2: a tap can be stopped from running into the hot air, not with the tips of your so delicate hooves since you could find it painy, with both your whole hands.

Please don’t call on me crimes, keep your energy to interrogate yourself on our global misery.

Pending you are not insane, or in want for an in-sultan.

B

Like to be endowed with a marvellous voice, one uses only as the gift from the virtues of this ancestors, forgetting of combating their sins, to use it as a money –wagers. Holy wars.

B

The power o fintellectualisation permits for me to have a child fr om you, that you ll be able to reintegrate, and vice versa all along. Frankenstein? Frank, frame, ken est-ce in? It is just intellectuality, but it is the just that could eternity bring. Brig.

N

My mum, told me, writing or living?

Which living, I want mine.

And foolk for the one, up to give my life, my all time, to find which campanion , anionwould live for the same rules constituting self-preservation, autonomy, pride, and for who I could more than reckon my far too numerous and heavy prejudices, but really get rid of it. Find it, find her, and if it is not the case, well I d rather die than betraying princ-ess, that comes from principles. Disciples. Dei, my life at her search, or my day at her request, come, be purity. Purity of the belief that without you, my line annihilate, onto melancholy. Between search and desire, waiting, expectation, my life full of hours which thinking renders normal to live dimity, to leave divinity but always at research, mocking factual life and commodity as obstruction of the souls, since they are treated so badly and so are you in those county. Ties. In those quantity, you loose, you lose you. Ooze. What is gonna be left of your lickenly leakening, like it? Licken, like is the worst that is leading heading.

Divinity.

    Win.

Island am?

Is lham?

27 02 11

People might be called hypocrite, unnatural, unspontaneous, control freack, ..., because of the want for hiding real, profound, archaique features, or by fear of being takent as weaker- in hte sense of creative- and be threaten b y the communities, or by the fear of undertaking such psycho, phylo, spirituo, challenges that one would or need assistance or being sick from it. Or simply being called sick, as long as it would imply debate is what is called society, and that is a the funnier functional jail on earth, animals society included.

Bar-bar-rick.

Under arrest.

Example abstract.

B

To avenge love, one would have to destroy all others. They are all, my holy whole.

I d should be letting these ideas dying in me. At least the work avenge would be complete as death is not for ever an enemy.

B

Mon amour, mon ange, could you please apply oil (coco, almond, avocado, karate)

Opening of the flesh by attending it. An end in it self, and attending at an end, your brain.

Tendering. Tandori, no butcher.

Maybe one feature to recognize you is your characteristic at bearing whe the common denominators of the women I adored.

The beauty is in the yes of...

Ad-ore.

Sole ution.

Solution in ethics.

Di since I love, the trembling in thinking that I ll have to “render my soul”, to “give it back”. What’s gonna happen to her, wah I would have done, that would make me not deserving to meet my raison in the next vie? I do interrogation, could I be punished from thinking of her only?

Perhaps it is spiritual this old tradition of forbidding to venerate the stars, mine is over the moon.

She is very attractive (attirante = shooting, the feeling of being shot when thinking of how far, the extend, range and scop(t)e).

We all need violence as we need to acknowledge violence and use ti in oder to create new orders and push oneself towards the implemented meanings. The only hic  hiatus,  is the possibilities, opportunities and often invectives that people have to abuse others (people, animal, goods, environment in general)

The ‘us’ and destiny, with one to be the fire, with the other to be water. But destiny is just a from, a form as hopefully we should be aiming at (eternal peace) not fractional.

Nb

The jewish people might have been targeted as it was very difficult to enter their groups.

The pass-over of the conversion possibly operating through the marriage to females, females that will traditionally marry less in an exogame way that men, travelling and dealing more with outside economy, could.

If I cannot enter your groups or if I cannot pretend to a woman- let alone the heirloom and so on, passion have been dictacted so much by families and much more by love stories.

b

if I cannot have my family say the outcast, I ll become your death, like you have been mine.

The fire in my heart promises me to come back, even through body changes, even after suffering and die.

I am already buried from being made enduring a life without the prospects of happily marrying.

Death is something I know, through there, will come the means my soul looked for its vengeance, resurgence and love.

have to do research on vodun.

We own half of hell.

b

everyone was calling him pedo, sexpest, and he did not quite deny, even he kind of admit it.

Theory, the woman are not prostitute if they have to perform sex for money, they are just getting by. Prostitutes are licensed.

The lure,                hidden

Something derouting though is that he did not have the behaviour of someone completely criminal in his sexual behaviour, so you though no, he is not.

The tick? Sexpesting was not the speciality.

Speciality was lying and manipulating, profiteering in fact, let people believe that he was such only for them to think of his behaviour that he could not be it, what was underlying was any random cruelty. Down to the most, worse of the lots, ye, ultimately.

p

I CAN think of whatever, the only lost, the only loss, with mummy but she is the one that would choose you as for being my idole, my only sensational feeling, is when your face, your aura, you, no more the hint of what you have left, life is supposed on earth and land to be guarding, is showing. Show, wohs, whose?

I CAN. NACI. ( NAQUIT= DON’T QUIT=NAITRE=BIRTH=N ETRE=NOT BE)

N-ACI= N’A QUI =WHOSE NOT

WHO-SE           SE=SE, SA, SON=MINE,YOURS,THEIRS         SE-ITS.

TO PROVE THE POPULAR IF NOT SCIENTIFICAL, PROBABILITY OF THE RESULTS OF ATTENTIONATED P-LAY OF GARDENING WITH ROOTS. HARDENNING.

AND if fragility was arond the unbreakable, unbrakable piece. Puissance.

Puissance, naissance.

Puis, puit, pouvoir, ability, capability, possibility and their well.

Nais, negation,

qN

           

it is “amusing” to see parents warning and warning, abusing in fact their children via the topic of homosexuality. Because through these kind of manipulations, lies, hatred, conditioning, black-mails, love restrictionism... relationships parents/children become the black hole of disequilibrium. Hopefully, pray for our offsprings to realize the most possible of what have been conceived their upanddown bringing (rolercoast, role’ncost), for them to reestablish solidity and prevent intrusions that steal them everyday.

Not revealing, not answering one’s secret from the love we know. Because starting answering, as an acto of justicication to others, others not concerned by the strict relationship at the origin of the cataclysm, would allow these same ‘op ponent’ to track, to exhaust, to harm, to destroy even ultimately.

It is not jealousy it is unlawful expropriation.

Don’t answer.

Love me, it is as complex as willing to have a flight without flies nearby. Am not saying they are not helping but you know society, they want our trousers, knickers, dress, skirts, and me before you beauty, I d feel like, I d fall killing them. I am your property. It s not collateral, if not we will collapse, not through us, we are not their problem. Problem, professional of intrusion, emblem, the love story. And in my case, vie.

Vie, eiv.

Via, aiv.

Naiv??

Souveraine.

Jl,

I should have given you more of my affection, more fo my intelligence, more of my humility, more of my time, more of my attention, more of my thoughts, more of my love. I wanted it but as you are under the spell of being called autistic by these maddy, I could not do this, and becuse of my shortcomings and selfishness added oto those horrid, horrible plays and litany.

I were not that much younger, and as a man charming, the most unctuous cake of discretion and chivalry.

They did not want you to eat pork, but kilos of other murders were rather compulsory, they abuse you with food, to render us, and our complains, our critical voice, fatty.

They anysem , amuse, avuse you this dtime, speaking all the day, how much autist you were in living you one option to stay with the darkness, physically, they dare it, not to react at leaving your in this cupboard dark room, from which from time to time only you bursted from being left a dummy. To step. I notice that oyou could not defend yourlself physically, though you are of ones the biggest and sturdiest I ve ever known. Why daddy, beated mummy, this reason would it be?

No blame on family, the social services, on charge the all day, would not have stroke better.

I would like to say to you, that I miss you really, I have to write because I was the one to remind everyone that autist habe been proven to be without intellectual limitation (that is to say the same than any mental particularity) but this time they manage, with I don’t know which outburst of honesty, to prove it. But the soicila services that let people treating you like an accommodating furniture. I have been one of them, in matter of communication, I think I d do better, I guess I was too loud when I was reading you story, you ear likes whispers, ofor hall insanity.

In (inside)-san (without), and you, my child, keeps well, incredibly, infinitely better, your secrets and see crest.

You know I always knew to be willing to stay alone to do one’s feeling.

I long knew what is to be distrurbed by other than the others are perceiving.

But now I know what is to want to stay speaking with ‘the dame of the lack’ the day long, every day, as much as keeping death at a distance I can honestly pray.

Honestly? Hponestly? Nest. Maybe than like you, and like you for me, as I have to remind that your protection served me divine- it is your fees that paid most of my study.

They postpone, they postpone your education, till the day they could scrapped it entirely. I d like you to calm down, my bro, my bureau, boro(ugh), borrow in French bourreau    . I love a woman now, she is like you in fact, someone who loves me for what I am exactly. I want you to know that was not so common the spread of our folly, the one of shared feeling, to be able to share the same home without constrain each other, the same activity, thinking and little walk.

She certainly not want to do only this, but me yes, you see we could have spend all our life together and wait for our companion, I d look for you to hide and seek up till your heart has its content. If mine got his? You know it’s a woman, the tyranny itself. Like your mother, sometimes I forgot this, it is just that no one teach you to fight and for me was more than pain.

I write also for her, I am so much a dick than after all these days you allow me to stay, for who you are writ=ing, wit, vie=ing, is none of the story, finally what have I understood? It, it is what I am, as neurotic, necrotic as them.          

I reckon jamil why you don’t want to ear anyone else as it is a vampire storey.

If you dare inviting other females, whatever flings, hope, weakness, other vague or precise interest, if you dare inviting, only invinting vintage (vin, wine) temptation, whereas you rpromise you to someone else, your angel is gone and what is left, the losing of the blood of live, cope-in, cop-in, (copine, betray love is poison (poise, son). .

I transform my words succession in latin sentences, her in canonical vouchery butchery, but originally I think that the core resembles itself summat, somat, estrangely.

The image or parable of the sacrifice.

Is to have to ensure that one’s love (children or the one that are despairely in love with you) knows for usre that seh is free. You wll even have to ask: “are you sure, you know, that you are free? As if they were prionsoner of your ugliness or jhorrid, arid, arrogant, addictive, disgusting weaknesses, this nightmare would be the last”

Once ou made sure of that they know. You bow, you beg, you cry to at your turn know what would make them free, happy.

And for you self, “if us, if so”, it is that you were already.

I was waiting for you on a beach.

And all of sudden, immobilized, I tried to move. I thought I could be attacked as I could not shift.

But not at all, even if I did question, could that being a dream?

No, I was bearing the fact to be completely immobilized, completely at the mercy of I don’t know what.

The only I would not dare put into question “I was waiting”

There is something significant during these moments were you wake up from a scene, that is able to live on a little bit, develops a bit too, when you always ask yourself is it a dream, but you find that you are totally petrified, like if every inch of you was nailed, statufied, and you try and you try, asking for the plot unfolding.

This moment of this state of the brain thinking and the body moving the second is well and away the dream.

Don’t think you will be support by the community, even if it is yours and that you serve her faithfully, as like mostly when it comes to go under dander, under danger, under fire, the support is holey, in the sense of defectuous, of trappy.

Don’t think that the feminists will support you as a woman who are taking risk as a whole and not for and according to theri specific groupings, your faithful, yes, shall we call them yours, but how many, me on the count up to the hell, even inside, your guilt I would not buy.

But if humans promised you hell, for loving (o.k, estimating-one?

N

I have met the peer and pure for me. If the perception of this perfection goes far, so far that I would not be allowed or able to join up, at least would be left upon me an arm of all ncecesiity, the end of cessity.

I would not be any longer for me to woo women that would not accomplish (not accommodate) the half of this degree. None. Freed. Free. And as for you the day you abandon me don’t forget your own necessity, the one of carry on dummy. Because no one spoil and thwart one’s destiny for arriving onto a better land. I would have warned you, I am not threatening you, I just simply know how difficult to choose this perfection, perfectionable (improvable is from the practise to the theo) is above all for you that still think that people are like you in love with the cause. I, am like that, but let me put that straight, I would not follow any of those people, my compromise only for you, as there none investigation that I would not do for you, my cause. As long as I don’t serve no one but poverty in the sense of exploited, and what it is great is that from billions choice, focusing on it reduce the mission to one. But this one without you for me a gain, would be the story of my planned death and agony. And with you, exactly the same as I would die from imagining (age you see) you poorly because of this same cause or because of the cause ill-treated by my inexperience (in but not out, and how to exercice in this globally jailed country) and inability.

I am so sas sad, but not really sad in fact, you are in me.

I am so sad because I know that the only way I could ‘fall you down’ is poetry through, but here it is, that’s not job done.

But per you perhaps my words are not the reflect of stupiidy more the one of being lonely and to have to certify at one’s further half that it is for her that bitched life. Bleach trees and birds I would like in my company, peering the sky and thinking of love invading it, would suffice to render to God ists notion of paradise wanted and wanted till no more orgasms. Or gasps when I see you, but why see you I have to pretend being serious and if I am serious at all it is because the all week but this one hour, my breathing was taunted with you tender. For me you are a rose, for me not only but I d rather think that I share this feeling with but your mother, a white and blue rose, your complexion cerned, sterned, that would give us your brain. All these bastards around smiling like you were theirs, I think I d rather playing it autistic before taking one in my hands and smatching it cruel. 

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We did a third page, we could have done the fourth, a question of time, give me a fiver and I come and paint you. It is not for the compliment it is because I am so sick of not reanimate my feeling in front of ya, that I could do the worst foolishness but mute is the sole answer to mutinery plotted by scelerat.

Of course, I could advice you every five minutes in other circumstances to have your celery and whatever else that could vary at the upmost of the possibility diet and way of cookery.

Being in London you can have as many as bread, vegetables, nuts, spices, fruits, dry fruits, Indian, African, all over the places cereals, everything I want you to eat of everysingle thing but blood and milk they are the causes of mass murders, please read a little on veganism, take the complement in pills, it is  a matter of duty and the strongest one, nina, we are a completely mad species and I know that they others are spending their time in captivity or in the hidden or the poisoning to pray for us finish line to cry with joy of liberty. Don’t participate, I so much love you but I could do nothing if their souls were gonna take their flesh back to hell. Please also don’t take me for a violent person, unfortunaltely writing is for responses my sole music, because I used to comment on the streets, at my jobs, just like that up to ten times a day. I dropped this habit they think I am too heavy or possessed or thick or vague and they prove it in their incessant dismiss. 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This song is from Arabic countries and around when they are celebrating. Celebration what? Marriage or virginity violation. As far as my virginity I would rather for us to preserve it.

Woman, who are woo by man, including lesbi, it was the woo that was (compel) compulsory.

Nb

I accepted your conditions of ‘embeterment’ (bête=beast, terreau = compost) not by pure intelligence but by desire for you.

Also I d need you to remind me how I have to whell, behave.

But far from being light as you don’t quit my aim, and scene, and slip in any of my questions and reasons. But how to? Are wondering that last all day and taken by all sparks and lights, as usual.

I would not do that for me, for the, for you, but for your protection. It should be ok though you are in my flesh and duty the only who made impression.  Should I be impolite to your counterpart, then I would take exclusion.

Anyhow without you being there , I would not go to hear these lies, but for you to listen to carefully and report their trahison.

Yourself

Yousef.

the pre-tension

b

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Glam

Blame, vague a l ame, spleen.

Journees.

Hour, birth, from, to?

Cocoricoo.

To be treated as a ugly, but it s oke cos the beauty on my be and have is for philosopay(fee).

Faire, (do), fare, fair.

I could have fell in love with my mare had she had the same judgment than you. To find everyday the spirit that conducts skies, lands and air, and hug her with the whole surface of what is in me m-appy.

Amen (in French transform in amene=bring it on)

One’s 33 years old, 25 years waiting.

88

Cameroon before the show shop shock that the Brexit administer:

Cameroom.                                                            But youwill say bye bye England at this rate: don’t ask Cameroon he just signed for the regional CEO PR opportunities.

AND CAME THE ROOM.

C will gives you a blue print on how to speak down to you’re a salaree, wagee, colleagues just good to listen to me (rubbish loosee).

My nanny,         inane.

Pieds Nickles, the robber on the high way.

http://matthieu.chevrier.free.fr/

   FEDERAL UK. I DO NOT KNOW HOW TO EXPLAIN IT IS NOT SCRUMBLE FOR YOU NO MORE BUT CRUMBLE. AND LOOK AT WHOM IS REPRESENTATING YOU. AN OLIGARCH WHOSE JOBS IS TO LET IMPERIALISM DRIF AND DRAFT REGIONALISM AND COUNCIL HOUSE FOR ALL SOCIETY AND PROTECTION AS WELL AS NULL AND NIL ACCOUNTABILITY.

WAKE UP BEFORE THE CRACK. THE DAWN OF THE END OF THE TWILIGHT WITH THIS KIND OF PIEDNICKLE.

LEADER LEAVE.

High time for space to criticality.

What is associated in my mind now even as preambles to D. Cameroon discourse is nostalgia.

The time when I was in France and every evening, we could watch half an hour of political satire of the class management tyranny.

Each time this head of no state, embark himself on it solo D.J.

What I know is that he is proud of himself, do nothing to soothe the nation, though he has to be looked and talked like if the pro bono of the whole husbandry.

How can a country let his chief talk on and on about a project made up by a baby.

You must not answer back. Why? Because the discourse is so poor and eroded (like on spree errand, like on spending spree, spurring the ludicrous of a chief bandit) mistaken, feeble, mocky, that it had been made without any intelligence deliberately.

Sparing nobody. Anyhow if you want my chant for prevention of flooding. Well tell the tory the story ‘it is hug not hit a tree. ‘

As for what he is, and very pround of his own background, and the spirit he want to inspire and breath in and out in hopeless useless speaches, speechee, worth the level of biased analyse of kindergarten playground.

Liaised, link, bail, lease to the county:

Kinder garden not in the vicinities, maybe when we will pay the council that will become the tax man for poorer giving back to assassin and censorship.

D. Cameroon your noble preaching praising the voluntaries. For him the note for you the lavatory. Lavish of incentives, no counter-band, or poachers, this time the UK won’t banish slavery.

The head of England with council like realm and the Scottish that will make history, a ‘head of state’ leaving afloat, and drifting not drafting for the UK.

The face of the nanny state, version milk snatching.

In Britain, they fuck the hoddies instead of education recipe.

See, MPs scandals, Jimmy Saville and PIE, and BNP which is a French bank but with that kind of global bonuses corruption won’t have an end, without the (h)en of the species.

En.

Th------en.

See, MPs scandals, Jimmy Saville and PIE, and BNP

That is called wealth accumulate.

Emulate.

Masculate.

Pod cast, puddle of diary area. to speak all day for one thing to be said: I am the manager I show I have some fluent English and the rest I will eat you with whatsoever lies or stupidty:  

Here brits the role model of your present country side.

We know you are in risk to say bye bye UK

But youwill say bye bye England at this rate: don’t ask Cameroon he just signed for the regional CEO PR opportunities.

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The oligarch puppet or poodle, that is C managerial style.

You cannot insult basic intelligence, even with so much of a good bottled verve, for so long and every day.

Take one’s interlocutor for an ignorant, an enthusiast, blind, deaf and opiniated, I mean to the soundness of his theories of good work lavish with bonuses and volunteering to keep safe from the street terror and the horror of insanity kept by lack of work or work that dirty your hands as nothing is respected.

It is long ago, one knows one has to emit reserves on their leaders. But about C, on cannot say, ‘mmh, hhm’ it is too insulting for b.a.-ba of the ABC.

C will gives you a blue print on how to speak down to you’re a salaree, wagee, colleagues just good to listen to me (rubbish loosee).

Army and contingent- likely but not inevitable. Middle English, from Latin conting ns, contingent-, present participle of contingere, to touch; see contact.]

Since banned and cannot reach its M and Purrposit.

To:                 

Talking about my totem.

                                         Please, it is perishing.

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You, not answer?

fond not founder.

[Middle English foundren, to sink to the ground, from Old French fondrer, from Vulgar Latin *funder re, from *fundus, *funder-, bottom, from Latin fundus, fund-.]

Usage Note: The verbs founder and flounder are often confused. Founder comes from a Latin word meaning "bottom" (as in foundation) and originally referred to knocking enemies down; it is now also used to mean "to fail utterly, collapse." Flounder means "to move clumsily, thrash about,"

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Are you interneting? Market, fishing?

maybe it  might forfeit the calculus, the let take it as a joke,

as if the ocean would not be enough that I could not drown.

Better knowing yours truly,

As what is needed is someone in the sea, that has it soundness , a refuge of profundity.

Not that I think they are convincing, in talking about writing, but they can explain why- and how- I might be late.

I am not ashamed simply because they are not mine but me, and that life is short, thus any stay won’t, and any traces of this sort the perimeter of what, from who, life is gotta show its surrounding. In breadth.

State of the art: apology.

Yes, I am fiercely green, but I d like to say that tidiness and other criteria spoken, I would strictly keep up with the environment of my choice-U: could stand for universal as well- would love-as long as no chemical involved. Anything, at least as savvy as I can imagine.

Wolf  (hast)her-ine.

More haste less speed.

Repent at leisure? No, obviously.

Noun   1.         ostracism - the state of being banished or ostracized (excluded from society by general consent); "the association should get rid of its elderly members--not by euthanasia, of course, but by Coventry"

banishment, Coventry

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Tomato, knees

To make atonement for. Water

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