Blue

Blew.

 

 

 

Blue

blew.

CHAPTER I:

 

 

Cetvies                             © 2005 – 2014

Inthenameofhumanrights © 2005 – 2014

Cettevies                          © 2005 – 2014

 

 

 

 

Flew, flue.

 

 

 

©

Faites attention tot ou tard ils vous traiteront comme une renegat.

Be careful sooner or later they will treat you like a renegade.

H se comporte comme la pire des especes parfois vous savez.

H behave like, as, the worst of the species sometimes as you know it.

Ils chassent ou s’ignore en groupe.

They hunt or ignore each other but stay in group.

Restez detachee. Par pitie,

Be, prove detached. By, and for pity.

For the silence remain, whispers for the crowd are all the same.

An opportunity for lose cowardice scene.

I beg you. Don’t think, don’t feel.

At least for this story. Ariadne, without her discretion and her maze secret, theseus (n est rien) is damned.

Taisez, niez rien.

 

 

 

The natural law applied to human beings.

 

 

 

When someone is pretending that such and such job is more important, for example that politics is king of the professional art, that people from other profession, especially working class one are of a lower rank.

What they forget is that politics, the end of the game (prey), politics is hidden so much as it is disgusting, unhonourable, crookedly (CROCK, KILLY), easy play bastard doing profit that are none profit but thieving.

And that the high degree of working class activities is doing it like politician should for one’s and others’ development, well being, and longevity.

 

Analogically to the presupposed intelligence (the shape of intelligence that have the majority over the when grouped hundred-folded majority, that allow people to pretend their work is worth the death and low rank justification whereas the assumptions is that we are too dumb to cooperate and sanely. And life our liberty. Our in the sense I am a free as happy freedom, free from the damage that we did not let occur.

 

Man is a wolf to man.

By analogy to the lamb. Eatenon Sundays and slaughter like a gay. Holly hook. Like Christian paradise for lost say.

 

To abuse a phrase ‘human rights’ in saying that they cannot be found nowhere than in western literature, whereas the fact that we are alive, thinking, doing are at all levels and period the results of the human having applied them.

A question remaining how to avoid the dishonesty and torture?

 

Hundreds, hoarded.

Hoarder, order.

 

 

Mission.

Missing.

Quest.

 

 

 

For you to die happily. Or from being far, or from having to come nearer.

 

 

He put lipstick just before the session, looking at me sympathically, let’s saying, I would have consider you were I free.

I thought you skin is gonna turn dry, cosmetics induce violence animals.

And yet, to see him again, like an ink on my brain, impulse the return to his smile, and my jouissance as well.

 

 

You were at work this morning, the fountain while my having to rest transforms into imploring siest.

Tonight I have to do the same, try to gather info and thoughts that could count on your having me posted.

It, if, were you in the same position that mine, now that your body ask for a break, I suppose, I compose that tonight earlier requests could install on and in your willingly body and soul my long lasting fire. Even if the spark to me is yours, the one that you maintain at a distance, according to which wooing, holding longer would sound like die.                                                                                            Crodil

Crow-d-deal

 

As much as I love god, as much as I have to serve its people and lands and people in the sense of other animals.

I don’t want to be a saint. I don’t want to want.

What I want is needing you as much as I may render your world, the world better.

On desire.

 

It is all that I think I’ ve lived, the hope of belonging to you. Not the property side, simply the hipop.

 

 

 

Don’t let you work properly.

Bourgoisy, privilege, play.

B

 

 

 

While I was passing by his door. Always, always I made this gesture. A carresse. Visible more or less whether or not there were someonelse.                                                                                    cares

Perhaps recognizes he this gait.

 

 

 

The ruling class are also in the negative or positive sense, the power use by the proletariat, for freeing the people form and from alienation or putting on more chainings.

 

 

Yes, my love, what a degenerescence to think just a second, that we are on, one, of power. Of any one.

One day I maight think that I am a single for the rest of this life, the other day thinking that you are my half, or yet vetter, implore.

Deploy all that I may, my astuteness, compereness, compareness, salience, irony of the sort, I would not be able to say with certitude, assert in other word, what is gonna be of my shity life what once I called my destiny. As for  my fate. Ate. Hated her as I could, I would teel tell you till then, I crouch on the soil every single day, the bottom of this existence just to know, verify if Dieu, God existed, because Dieu, in French resemble, humble, deux, two, you ma belle. I always say he when I was thinking she because I am a lesbian but I want to write to and for my bro. All the same. for them. But I have ha(l)ve to concert, maintenant, now, holding on to it, instead of going my wife and bro discern, discretedly, because the atmosphere at work, in the street, have me tremble. It is like if everyone wants my liverby, (liberty) eating up to my organs. It is for her it is for her, my freedom, why? Because without nina, neuf, nein, nine, mon rein, mon reign ou rien.

Anin.

 

 

Having power, sound like Hawaii. Ha way. I would not know my own name if it started to in array.

I would not know if it worth as big and hard as my nail. I would not know if the response to the question is whether ya or nay. I would not know I am not powerful I am powerless, I am nothing and think the best. Think the best but no for long as every of my gests, are the results of a more or more and more or under too command, that I obey or sieve, obey, or misunderstood, or over-cooked, or every single hue between yes, no, black, white, not the coulours honey, the when the light is none, too much, never plenty. Actually I am like intercepting the voice and themes of the one I d like to die with, but die for is the sole emblem as the problem in fact is that if either she was my half, it would be too good, indeed very nice, for the rest of us, to operate on that.                           ever

 

 

Terry-tory.

 

 

Enchained by democracy moto. The opportunities of voting, vowtion, motion, devotion, to the red or blue mafia.

They lie, they serve themselves onto the sweat and the distress.

Of course, one will yawn, problem is that is done might be good but is going so bad, and build, build, destroyed.

The law of the lords, whatever rich or poor, who kill my mama.

 

 

Veg.an.

V-egg-hen.

I

E

 

 

The animals seen as a wolf for man.

In a context where Christians favourite songs is the ‘lamb of God’ which they roast every Sunday.

B

 

 

 

Cat ch.

Mouse.

Cat-chat-mickey.

 

 

Po(w) lice.

 

 

If the sky were sendid, sendig, death in a manner that we db only you and me left. I love you more than everything added, as you are the one that keep my eyes open for them. But should we be left us tow, two, and even if you and you and you, is, are the paradise really. We would start wondering how come, what the aim, same maim, of this atrocity. Would we have to study ghost, or supply, supplication for find health also diversity?

Because this way of polluting like if we wanted to drain a vein is quiet resembling to that, it may well seem.

Will we have recourse to the space, or will people population be reduced to very few? But this is the future, for now and bless, what to do?

B

 

 

What about if I was so certain, and for cause that all my intuition, beings, inner voice and constrains, it is your destiny, it is you other half, and what now?

It disappeared, for good, I cannot more pusrue pursue than eat.

So what about this new, my destiny, I pray, I pray, for this sake of being complete. And as for the former, to you, it led me to it.

 

 

 

Historically, power happen to be held like that, as people were for the geography racing.

But now to where? And how?

New forms, and from what of the ancients, would it be preferable, advisable to lend?

b

 

 

 

My souls sisters, it s started to be seriously strange.

On fate, as if you had chosen me, you my angle, the compass, direction of whole degree, my life on this instance, my angel to be frank, from strange I d utter magic, o mage.

The mirror of one’s faith.

 

 

 

How to be sure, you are mine?

To do everything for each other, that keeps us, happy, sereine, and thus completed. Nothing we would not have done with a total liberty. As far what we would have done, to stay alongside you and transcribe my duty to any others and honor.

 

 

 

To think in terms of need as for being single, means more than alone.

The representation of one’s other half, of one’ s duty.

To experience the vital, never again the needy.

How people have ever come to fight dragon, with the Esperance that the dragon’ s killing were not a stupid and cruel form of allegiance. For you, the dregs and dragon I culd becaume to. And slay these impudent that would kidnap, bribe and ransom, up to their mum if their dad would, agree.

Ramsun, rhapsody.

 

 

My instinct for tell me, she will leave, you left with her past friendship.

And I pray, pray, without believing since I don’t dare to hope, it would be too easy to die from the pain after such prove of weakness. I pray for my instinct to say, after this love, she, you, won’t be the same, and then God will reunite them, their souls and songs inside the scheme of infinite compassion. Bless, bless, be my bliss, pardon.

I’ ve always resigned myself to convene or conclude that I would die alone, and if I could love you, what then?

I’ d be that maybe, I need explanation, that we would do one, and would be so sad for humanity.

So sad but this time happy. My dreams saving me from the firing, from the insane, from the vengeance that take me when I size that I am alone fault to you and jealousy. Believe me it is not paranoia. But where is my wife? Gone for safety, gone for money. Because of you, the pimp, the machos, the heros that want for your deed, my blood, my cross, even if in the process your dignity is lost.

And I imagine that I ll have to love. But when I would give in and admit it is years that in my nights and days you have –only- been. It would be your final nay. And the proof of that life is nothing.

What we did not probably like each other, the magic was in what was drawn.

But how could I appeal with this little poetry, facile, as you are its owner, the rightly author. If any, If anything remains after my own remains, it would be for you, but you are far and well.

And if I id, did now, that you could need me, as a provider of simple generosity, my hand lying on you to the healing cuddle, just for teaching you that without you and despite horrors, your body could regenerate from being mine, sister.

And mine from being yours, I am a weak man, I hesitate. Between becoming werewolf, vampires, pirates, nobles, peasants or simple shaman.

Between protecting you, developing myself, the rest of the pack that deserves good sex.

I’ ll perish of having you not, but maybe is better than deserve naught.

If you’ d be hurt by these ceremonies, what would be left, none remains of me.

Trap.

 

 

 

Pu(ri)tain.

 

 

 

Feeling power. Megan boler.

 

 

 

I feel good from thinking of you.

Beholders and possessivity.

 

 

 

You want me to be nicer, but it because I love you that I know that I would have to fight for them to let pass you through.

Or maybe is it because I love you so, that the others have not to let it go.

Would I be the source of re-comfort, or you the stream of tragedy?

What I know by heart ma mi (middle) is that without ya, life is deprived of blood and warmth. Blank, bland, ice, and misery. The misery a mystery, as in all place, happy will be, as long as in your eyes the light I see.

 

 

 

I longed for my sleep, to cut with the insane, to stop thinking empty, the void of tern, the for I don’t know who, I simply can’t tender be.

And then now, as stern as ever, but tonight alright, since you, every night, to sleep I won’t do.

I won’t sleep, I won’t go, as for me and now ever, as song as long as I hold so, for their, and this world to be better for you and me. I ll have to think of them, as you are the sole emblem, of the lov, love I ve got in me.

Love me back by pity for my soul’s in sale.

For my mouth will sell, as without that, you, what is for I could not do. Without life in my prospect, I have for joy only death.

And if one day, you deem me not worth, don’t be worry, your love will fade or die. Knot.

I won’t commit suicide, I believed in your spirit and at present it is my card of having been allowed a visit.

Without this, the word insane, would be sweet. The word chaos for poetry. As without ya, I ll be nothing as would be inside my bor, bros.

I don’t write fast usually, but look for you, incite it.

When I don’t write I am sorry, because without you, your voice near me. To the hearings of paradise, heaven, promise of a new land, not newer than me, I ve forgot as a human that I am a so young slot. By new what it means is on this land will be a film, on your patry, paltry, maman, and where I d build with my own hand the fortified believe for our children that nothing can and will count more than be alive. And make sure that for others it is so equally, as without life nor love content, nature would ruin our species.

And what is it this recipe, egality, fraternity. The liberty given by infiny as long as sun.

 

I’ ll have to stop writing to you, I simply cannot find out what to do for you to hear, the voice for you I expire, inspire, the day long by beat bit but not only, the whole day bring me outside, out sky, I am there for eternity.

Please, please, please, note, jot it down that for me, the glimpse of God is through you, and what I hear even when, since and if, you are at miles of my foly. Off my solitude, off my query.

‘I ll have to get round and come back to my study, but how, who is alive, but you and me?

Me I don’t think so. You, on the same fucking line. Sir, sur, soeur, be my companion. For you don’t have nothing tod (t0)do, but trust me as I’ ve trusted my misery. POSSESSION.

 

 

 

Th, The silence providence, the silent prophecy.

Just waiting for the mirage, to dict hate what sounds have cried from our deny.

 

These days and days I try to know if you d come.

You, now in front of me with the same light and mark on your face and forehead that I know I once swam.

I will tell you the trough, the troop, the truth since it is on that we were tailed.

I am etc ready to go and die, since after you and this birth mark that I waited for my bless lack.

I am ready because after, at worst it is you , at best vest, its the one that has made me come through, before I know your name, even if, I should have known, that they were the slayers since the beginning my life and house and bed and desk, as much as my gardens are as solitary as the wolf of hobbes, who prayed to be safe and alone.

Without her I was naught, without you, without you, I really can’t say if naught is still classe.

I use to feel noble, but for nobility, my friend, my all, my soul, I d end that for you, gave me the damn recall that without an halfai, rye in the heart won’t grow.

I would go by the seas, the mountains, and the towns, to see to horrors deeds, without seeds, I ll be well to do. Die.

I won’t become hungry of self savagement, let me (, to) write to you, what charms will bring end followed by firmament.

 

 

What a mi, am I aggressive?

You protecting yourself from the tension in being underperformant or damaging?

 

 

Savage.

Save.

 

 

 

She was thinking that even if she thought (tough-fro-throw) of her the all day long, what would good it be to be together. I want to have all my time for my career, what else would you haunt?

You would have the same amount of time if we spared the waste of hypocrisy down to where we lie and pee.

And I could not convince you that my head on your belly, your hip, your knee, on where the sp erm, and term, smell reside, would be, is still since I am doing Plato fashion, an invocation to juvence, the way of seeming life a chance.

 

 

 

I thought if I find the other, it will be when at work, and what does he want me to do?

Career, for sole console thing. It is why I am writing to you. My life is a desert, my swift, elf, wolf, alf,  wild, wife an error of my candor. She wants desire me dead more than alive, as when alive, my thirst for sex is imperishable. What she ignores is that the gap is not on the orgy is on that sex is not my ex nor rear, but her whole temple, her mind, don’t mind, why would her body?

Totem and taboo. Are we afraid of cease-fire while fuck the same? Would it prevent any war if I tried to resist him?

My want don’t want, not even me, risk hurting rate of destiny.

Would you be my fate, or df, defeat, death, deaf, silence, still moving??~~, such chimaillery. When canals are but rivers on which my chivalry count on reach you by, for and through, heathen you won’t see me.

This incessant vice, coy, cock, voice, that murmur constantly that. With your new heart won’t work the deal.

Stop praying for that, or life won’t reveal, existence only on its most seconds after escapes, second, difficult, dis factual, de factice, dis tactile.

 

 

 

Why do you insist for the woman to stay at home? To call them lady?

What don’t you want to see?

Your having to suck and pretend you made it through.

Mal-add.

 

 

 

-What if you’ll encounter someonelse for, about who, you think and see more as your half?

-I want you to have my eyes.

 

 

 

To find something worth of good for you.

The definition, the whole sensation of being sexy, so?

 

The definition, the whole sensation.

 

For this re-terminology of all philosophy,

Who have conducted me?

B

 

 

You are my image, what should I do for to take a page of my life too ripe to be observed by someone less than you.

By someone more, what else, when the dream of my life could be you.

Too ripe as advanced only devoting and absolute, sincere, sweet, sure, extreme will bless

Lack of esteem unless.

 

 

 

 

Terminology

Determinate.

Sense from you, for you, a raison d etre.

A raison, a cause, but what future in that?

I ll be drop dead from loosing you.

If I don’t kill me or my own dignity, the fate without you will do that exactly.

Hopefully.

 

 

 

Don’t think I usually writ, write like that. The wire is here now. I ve just met you that’s all. And the years of penury, the one before, the one past me, ressurgisse, sure sudden surge, and loom. But you know what this time?

Just go and go further, the most, farther you can. Because after this blow, I will be immune and size for the long, long voyage. Travel is in my brain, I use to spot where she could be invariably found, time and place unbased.

To think of her, to fight, defeat, loose, retrieve, and back, get up, the same sunset.

Tomorrow when at your turn will go, no more even trace of the envy or desire to track the shadow of what use to be able to grow. As for your blossom, if you knew how you left me and my apple, you would not further more bet it. Bet on it, eat the beast, joist, hoist the bargain till the haggle transient me and me and me. No. More. The sky and its sirens, that had had me believe that Ulysses could be pale with the torment set on sea.

Tempest, the whisper mature, Ariel. I beg you to report, and port to me the great novel.

Or she will be my queen, Or she will be my reign, or be please onto you, I will finish, please stop, rein.

Mind you I will agree with that, there is nothing to fear, I could do whatever and no feel any, longer (lounge hour) (loin, loud), hour, could be easy this way, to call for curtain.

 

 

 

In the U.K, so many people coming for liberation. And of course they will believe in this, when they will see the fruits of millenaries of slavery, the pork grease, progress.

And they will go on hoping as they have little jobs- even the one to 6 figures don’t think they are bigger ones, a job is not supposed encompass servitude. Servitude to your clients, servitude to your colleagues, and chief that are not one, don’t think super visor they don’t elect any, parano-ing for eventual set up, crying for the money.

To do more with the less one can do: slavery, aims of the aims, here because at the end of the day, you are servant to you. A job you wanted progressive, you wanted rich, something that could bring a little freedom in the world, your patch some say, your work before grand, the handcuffs, the mark of our dedales, the grade for go out of git, ‘g’,

b

 

 

 

God, not god, bye, but its image, might be for me an older person, certainly an older man. But if so it is because it helps me to find paradise. Eve. At the heave of the first sight for live and centuries of battles for having more than one (lives). L-IVE-S.

 

 

 

Bye, b a shackles. The one you can say I am going EVEn your contract has failed. My adam,

M adam.

 

Adamant that I ll be your most comperely man. Comparatively not. You are my absolute, and even if I am a woman, wooing the female that you have token as a way you dance and move all around the sites I ll ever pass and lash, vanish, clash, anguish, anger, spring, lavish, labor, caress, pet, economize, grow, deplete, play, behave, slash, and all alone, but feeling you, croitre, and stumble, perish, renew across but love as they are the path to you fountain, the one that permit no eat, no meat, no blood.

 

 

 

I don’t think I create, I just listen to the sound that make me find back the fruit of others’being labor and observation. Whatever birds, insects or lava, the noise and winds of creation.

 

 

 

The horrors of being tracked, all the time and trapped.

Survival, taking it as a play, but never or hardly, just when it bursts uncontrollably, play you as they are salvage educated, who apart wisdom would be able to last?

 

 

 

Police beat up passers-by (or quiet (ah, ah, ah), or simple protestors).

Assembly freedom finished.

And as a bastion, it is customarily, the last.

The last stuff, that was left for us, the citizens lost and without haste for being knocked onto the head

For having dare pronouncing ‘democracy is it to raid?’.

 

 

 

You don’t want gays mates? Suck you dick or your pussy, before I take and cut.

They don’t want gays, they want slavery, and sexual slavery, you do it, you don’t do it, of course, obviously.

B

 

 

 

It is all this, vice, with art. It is not my text that, even if, I, I preach to be of naught beauty. But my subject is.

To you, my hero.

Ere of my wife.

VV O                          ©∞

 

 

 

Working class hero? working for the mafia.

 

 

 

She is the only one thinking that this is good.

The one that would send me to the outer world, as she does not recognize that what she emotions is the sum of the moments I d die entirely for that.

 

 

Und evaded

Undebaded

undebated

Vat abetted.

 

 

Refined. Ruffian.

 

Cathar-strophe.

 

 

Why people don’t recognize other ethnies? From not melting, from being homogenous family.

 

 

Psychology.

P(ower-owe-her), c, co. Language of the community seeing each other, interacting in the aims of scientifically, thoughfully, communicate? Survive? Abete? Hide?

 

 

 

Survivre, Sure? Viva?

 

 

 

The era of religion when groups of people was trying to protect them integrity, physical and the rest lets, lest say.

b

 

 

A little remark.

Human right or droit de l’homme instead of being called law have both the same double-entendre. Right like right side of board. Economic and social rights have been regarded by the west as not right- or dangerous for their asses, interesting to know, interestingly enough.

Assets.

b

 

 

Horror to live with a beast. Unless it is one’s own.

On my marriage.

Or my being a suitor for the rest of this fucking life.

Honey? Any? The bear won’t be eating you since you are so juicy.

Don’t be afraid if you are not, or not any longer, or not every day of the week. I could even let you go, I would in fact go whenever you would feel like as long as like me your song is not the one of the cheating wife. I would rather know it ASAP, for my beast, my best gives herself to another lady.

As for leaving you alone, along with your friends, your work, your moment when you think crazy, of these you are a druggy or whatever, whenever you want, you need, tell me. As for me, nearby I just would need a library, knowing you in your castle or those of your friends, colleagues, parties, whoever, wherever make you happy. For me to have as a companion, pan the universal liberty. From this your joy, from you, my love, the what I am more than a beast or a good beast indeed thank you for the animal being I have to do? mhmh, and be. Harst. Old y-English

When wife certifies, creates the why air is fresh as gold coming from the rivers of mount freedom and glee.

Let me go out, there is god, waiting for the humans to perform their duties. Cherish nature, the all vicinities.

Divinities.

 

 

 

The true conceptual is so when ready for due application.

B

 

 

 

I think that………………………………….

But are you?

b

 

 

 

-a dildo, why not?

-let’s begin by why.

To actionate your little rear. Ear?

 

 

 

I sign myself when entering the church, searching the way she crossed herself just before it.

Cross. Across u α (=eand) ∞ =(=infinity) ll = +

 

 

 

My favourite tales is the one where I could be Ulysses: Penelope.

Where are you going away from riches, out of the tempting death, from this depth and ups, for the chains be that relentless?

‘Nel, without u, nil.’

Ulysses pushes by the winds, and as the travel in between, howls, and howls that has one only name his trip.

Y? L (hell.)

It is without Nel.

Elope

 

 

 

Mad.

Ma d am.

Ham, like ame [soul sold in more latin}

Ame, amen.

 

 

 

Soul sold

Cell, cess.

 

 

 

Ache ion.

CreyeAtion. Penultieme.

Action.

Oversee.

 

 

 

All those ghosts from the past, we all have committed suicide (succeed) because love was not unfoundable, but unaffordable was what was happening.

This time and upon wiv you, you that are the sums and the total, the future, the era where there’s no alas.

And if you want check it out, as our union will draw the thunders upon we, I ll agree to go hundreds, thousands of miles, year lights, as contrarily to you, I know you are the one, and if I know this way, when I ll have to part, you d die for it one day. But not like the usual, the suicide ceremony, you will die in your soul, for your mind makes in clear in your spirit.

 

 

 

Usually time is pressing but since its passing when with you is daunting, I don’t want it to elapse however you are not. As nevertheless, my staying far from my hon –own- you are here at least in thought as you permit their flow toward the concept of what could be the union of both us and eternity.

Then even when you are far from my place and time, as I love you I pray for the time not to trespass, as trespass now for me is when you d say no.

Since I love you, I would never desire this time to go. Eternity. The same with boredom, the same with excitement, the same with everything, without you life is not worth its chain. And with you, my kindness rebels as I know too much that the world is not the refuge it should be as far as love and live is concerned and abroad a game that would kill the whole humanity. Abroad is you without you, me without me. The hope to join, reunify only for a sole aim, this so, so nice fountain, the juvenity. As my children from you would recognize what is worth fighting. Love our integrity.

Period of serenity has lost its value, since you, you ago, for you there is absolute completeness only. Only from you, as you are my quest, as you are the one pushing me towards the balance of love and hate provided by it.

I hate no one but if touch you, the all demons I d call for you.

 

 

 

Don’t write, don’t write too much the music you would like him to hear without cease. Don’t be flirty sister, even as a writer.

 

 

I hate apologizing, why, we are so slug, in the death spread facing.

b-cause.

 

 

 

I am feeling sad when I feel happy, to know that happiest is not possible as you are here and there all dangers, including the one of my being faulty.

 

 

 

The privacy to cut us from the dictatorship, not that people are not so in private, and more so since there is a non go area for legality between their four walls, but because at least one might come near to a match of personality and idea.

Even if the problem is that ideas without echoes, universal and carried by the community, are to perish.

Commonalty.

Pen-al.

 

 

 

-Are you gay since you were born?

-No I am since the day I saw the person having the same mission on mysticism, my god.

 

 

I love you so much, that I lie.

As I know too that finally you ll cull me, I ll die.

This without anymore any of your sympathy.

All the same, time worsens as much as my devotion.

 

To think that I am your suitor would be error, as I am your lover, by mistake?

Mass take.

 

An error as I dream of being your hero, more than me, more than whoever will love you, won’t havvve (valve) my heart as I have died from terror. The terror of loosing you as I lost my first wife, but wore even yet I am afraid. You were here, inside of me, like a long, very long awaited baby. And if from now I lll loose my egg, in my nest no new guest. As my new lover, you will be the first to guess of me, my virginity. Not the one that can be named pure, but the one never loved even once just abandoned.

I used to sell my soul to the devil, saying please, give me my career, against which I will play heartless. She gave me away, so what else, no good for me in perspective.

 

 

 

Homo, meaning giving my heart to a lady or a man according to where my heart chooses, not loose.

Are you homo?

Are you not sister.

What I am regard the one to which I give my property.

Priority. Prior pray. No prey let’s knee.

 

 

 

He did not take a shower often, as when he did, he knew at last some pleasure.

 

 

 

I always wonder what sacrileges was to be the bigger.

And always the same response, if not frank, at least uncessantly going back, lurking even when I had classed logically everything. It was so long I ve had been in love, everyday, rethinking, redreaming, consuming life away.

But now, in front of someone I could love for life, I d say what is it to do? Woo her, or my new?

Woo her first as first she was, but was a prick I am at last totem it is clearer. It is so long, so many years, she left me here, like this, a slave.

As for the new, she is nothing new, but the date on which she came.

 

 

 

To be a machine gun.

Or to be a machine gun in love.

Mash.mach-o.

match

 

I v got a hear t, t, t, t, t, t, t,

But what is wor the, wor th, th, th,

If it cannot flap, hap, asap.

Why I am a harshy.

 

 

These are just this term draft, will be able to letter, let her, refine

End of cap  ℮  talism, man? Check it out @. Hat.

 

Tally (Attila)

 

On talisman

M as aim An, in, on, un, en.

MAn, min, on, mun, (m)en(m)

 

 

If I d like to become philosopher of the environment, who would found me?

No one certainly. Everything is about human, included pity. The self is not, it has become ego, forgetting the lessons of a ‘deo omnipotenti’ nature, that was well well and above, in, around, aside, under, that used to say every day, you see, can you feel such a power. And the humans believe seriously he can tame, in hurting, harming, condescending, of such horrors they’re no similar or equivalent, the humans are the villains on top of all ones that they think intelligent. But what is gonna be the next of its lessons, my friend? Ah, ah, this time we will now if joking is its favourite aim. Concealing it inside of you, is the sine qua non of the human relation. I tried to be severe when I saw you treat her like if you were beating up your aw(e)akening mama, it never worked, but it was to give you too much of importance. Try to severe you, the boss. Of hypocrisy the boss, you d sell up to you, your boy up to his body with a smile as if not it could upset your company.

 

 

 

I am writing it to you as I’ve heard about it this morning, anti-humanist, thank you.

It won’t prevent me to love the humans but as any other natural entity.

 

 

I’ll have to find my other, my half, reunify, my son. And from there marry ya. As if am too apart from my source for love, my not ready to cherish you as much and beautifully as we deserve when free and sound from acrimony nevrose, paranoia, forgetting our part of responsibility-incited.

 

 

 

Marry ya.

Maria.

 

 

 

Shakespeare, Conan Doyle (more than per-haps), Ed Poe, when authors start speaking about supernatural. The English, as the French and the Spanish suppress it with the inquisition. Note, present tone of their psychology destructrice (=destroyed).

I am the mad, you are the sane (saint in latin) and what I know is that you must obey the rules of a church in which riches’ accumulation is not at all lay. Infury, injustice, unjust, don’t even mention that. I’ d be a religion, long time the human would be liberate through that. Like that they are sects, well disguised, distinguished of course. One of the numerous customs, suits and prose, pertaining to the mafia, the politician sign and the all world circle. As for, my friend, the ring is gonna be broken. We wanted progress, we are outdated. By what? No more ceremony, the man is not priest. He was bird of prey, parasite for and to their mummy, nature will have to show who is running all it.

 

 

 

I used to write for, in the idea of being adapted for so many, and thus was my worry. Till the day I’ ve found this thought funny, she was the one, she was the one. To ponder but to know that the essential doubled by the necessary was to encounter this other spirit. My thoughts themselves turned to her. My thoughts being there for that. To try and try making the bridge leading to my sympathy. For her, no melancholy, she is the one, she is my mi.

Middle of me severity, middle of me serenity, middle of their apology. My ploy, my coy for the passing time which brings us to more wisdom. I recognize now that to write, you, my own, is largely, well enough. As a completude live for echo to my own call and question, not the same sound, on her the shape rebound, and attached other to it it so necessary second. That will become the half of what I knew first, she has the way I ll be as preached as protected, the view of the boomerang. The Talion’s rule, you have to know that if you impair one part off you, the counterpart on you will also succumb. What to do with her? I know that since I care, so afraid of stare into her being hurt by me the brute who made as if it was to be fecund. And even in my enemy, since this rule she has made my prevailing and real harsh story, it would get into unjust trouble, she could bear the rubble by the butterfly, caterpillar, in one world, tout ce qui vit= every who lives, every who sees, knows. My echo.

Egg-go.

And here are the followers, because it is to thrive that God lend me to share and give them the shelter.

Shell. Ter.

 

 

 

I am not used to poetry, I just that at the moment of my thinking, being in and, add, towards, on you, all sounds are beauty full of all arts, the one of love. That the more aesthetic, the more complex and courageous, as little as I knew it, is the most simplicity, the dialogue, the whole story. My soul, your soul, ame (soul), ami (friend).

I am talking about friendship, even, either; I would have dreamt you as my lady. It in fact does not matter, we don’t control the time, the time is the control remote, emotionally emoted. Far from you, my lady you are not, but on each of my gesture or decision making, you voice the one who rocks, with it all pleasures. Troye and treasure.

Troye I would deploy everything for coming soon deliver us from alienation of the soul, soil.

Satyre of our condition, would you love me, were you free? Would I protect you were I at sea? As if I d love you, I d have to conquer the whole world, terrain, to make amorally sure, that no one is gonna to hurt you. Amorally as during the travel I would have to let perish and suffering others that are as worth as love as us, but who am I without yours? The miserable, the miser noble.

 

 

 

Over one’s being nice, attention-ate, honest, faithful, the receptor of these feelings will miss this presence. Not enough in love, that is true, as it is when without them you feel (not like) dying that are au rendezvous true fill in.

Looking for this person, that would dismiss me because of my non so pervading quality, but be ravaged if discontent whereas I d make the best of her, beat it.

Be at. Beat with harmony. Reside, resign, resin, remodel, no me, but the world as I did not see without you and the possibility of Esperance and hope of having something like a baby. Be it a book, a dog, an almighty sufferance when I render to the evidence (video-hence) of my debility. Accusing the world like usually done, I am an insult to the probability hormones. To make for resisting, to do for the penury to be shorter but still healthy, without waste and connery. Is it enough to make apology or (offerandes French for offering = offering, render) for my being other-wise a fiend? Is it enough to accuse the homos to be the problem for the children that are abused, abandoned, exploited, by you the all lot of ill-married or associated?

No.

 

 

For you I could go to the moon. But what about coming back, you d rather me to get lost further into cosmos.

 

 

ame (soul), ami (friend)

 

 

 

Would you think that I d finally found animals deceiving? No possible, they are all perishing- human including.

 

 

 

The most amusing is when people spend their day saying no I don’t have the right to be homo, thinking their efficient. At what? At killing love. The most amusing is that you need homo to tend the children because as all tastes are in nature, they need someone to look at and find other splendour and imprecations, extrication, implications, implorations…basically render human as it should be choosing one’s love and clue to paradise.

Example: a lesbian attending her son, will love him, like a woman. Period. As long as she does not do like the stupid predicating what’s in blood, what’s for sold, what’s for rhyme.

 

 

How can be that human beings are rather generally honest when it comes to rumours and do nothing when genuine, truly studious, thoughtful, balanced, just, equallabor.

 

 

No recycling?

I d wish we would be fined.

Fine.

 

 

I had to say I was a suitor (auditor) to somebody, thus they could understand why and how I was looking so happy.

Me with my live of so and such lonely.

That’s it.

Yes, when I look good, buried by all titans, it is when like the phenix, my mind of thought go to her, and reach its right time.

 

 

 

Lesbian possible position: slide on, while a leg, perhaps two is quasi or indeed ready to enrol.

 

 

Beaten up, beaten up and render the target like if it was spineless.

Torture, human modest?

 

 

Mode, most mode, modest the top fashion of evolution-revolution.

Or pretending everything normal, smilling and wait for the new clothes to be one’s skin.

Or the one of one’s infant, if the rationality of being=use one’s logic and philo, morals and ethics, natural balance and ratio as well as whose of the one he is deemed and endowed to have some, part of, seen, if the rationality of being she does not decline.

 

 

 

Mum, or mumes as I should say as when you are married you get more than one. It is the beautifulness of tradition but not it is whose of every and each, thus, in fact all, husbandry. Mine, who’ve got two of a similar sex, not the same I admit, but let’s say like say bulk, at the same level. We are equal, even more equal than others if we follow the precepts of these idiots that say they reign: the hetero. That say they reign, because hetero they are not, they are just suckers mothers who listened to their mommy in the purpose of being the hair, heir. Looming were daddy, adjusting according to the language of monotomy. Traumatised they are, being told all day what they are, what they should not, in the name of money. Vasec, lobot, Otomy. Autonomy, pee, pee, it s why they play the boss, conspicuous like them is the stage vomit, that is, refiner, but well can’t do more disgusting than that.

Gus = gouter (gusta) and taste, what could bring sex, sexuality or their delicatessen, up to the moment when you say ‘oui’ = yes and hearing, a good understanding of what love is made. Not from horror, error from such hatred, one word for it my friend, jealousy as you are too coward to protect each other really, and I ll choose the one with you are, you share your life up to your bed and every day the same, your aims, your end, your whereabouts, your liking, your natural friend, your everything, as a threat supreme. Sup-press. But not for long as we manage to populate the world but who is looking content with the hypocrite ceremony, certainly not God. Don’t pray it, if you used to pray for the pardon of the big guru, as the devil, he has a scheme, the same than big boss, don’t let you, don’t forget this. One can suffer without sins, the hell is when the calcul we did, come back when the bill addresses the end of the sup-per.

 

 

 

To think with signs, to her, corresponded all the numbers, words, wits and minds.

Pond-er.

 

 

And for the next messiah, meaning just after one understand the crucifixion, we would have to die for it, the gods, goddesses of our souls, the light that helps us continuously to find and live morals a little bit.

It is more than believes, it is the duties this time, and a duty onto oneself too, to regenerate. Cut with tradition that were there for good reasons and don’t make ashamed the older who die for bad understanding. As their death conduct the next generation to better living, self and alter and community and towards any creatures respect as long as a focus on how this mutual due respect can applied.

People who pretend that religion or politics are settled, that the debate and major, outbreaking findings and changes are not ahead, are denying religion and politics to be creative, performable as bringing new material and info and experiment, performing as having to improve its credential and results, are dealing with their subject as if the subject was dead or notion of helplessness nihilism- as our current systems reproduces pain and inequality. These people in charge of an art reflecting, affecting others’ life and pretending, asserting (accreting), without even any conspiracy, just like that outrageously that this phenomenon, our life or its part-y, should be dead, still, not redeemable, not teachable, without soul and quest, without a higher pattern than our dying all the same, deprived of all wisdom, of all cry, compassion and despair, fight for report, rage, range, roam, repay, repart, repair, whores stealing magic, raping beauty. Without this application and quest for everybody to be rightly fulfilled, the community of people become purgatory, dangerously purgatory.

B

 

 

crucifixion

fiction.

What the aim of religions if after those stories we find immanquably in lethal and disgusting application of celestial envy.

What’s the aim of religion? As for us, messiah and messages, as with us, are already treated as dead.

 

 

She was not in love with men, but in love with their appendage. Appendance.

Not about control this time but envy, not to have a baby, but to have one.

 

 

In my head about my writing, it happens not like but actually often, we are two.

This entity who thinks, like my alter ego, a person who I know and with who I engage in a natural conversation, when she intervenes on my already set up settings and theirs, and hers, contradiction.

From this exchange, on my other capability, distinctly separated from the moment when this thinking is occurring (the time to hear, to record and understand, the time maybe to counter, and again maybe to wait for another instance), another capabilities intervening where either I type functionally, either I try to convene techniques in order to organise that precedently thought either I ask this other presence desesperately.

On witchcraft, and on I fuck this all more than hypocrisy but denial, negotiationism, negationism, anti-spirituality, anti-religious, anti-mind, anti-spirit, that this fucking whore of the psychology, discretely replacing without saying, under the pretence, the wallpaper of a secret, the metaphysics substance.

I hate you as you are hateful clients of sciences that for their little polluted riches, selling their souls would.

 

 

 

I had to have a glimpse at myself, to understand fully, to see it on my skin and flesh, to be near her, near him, I write for you, for everyone, it is my pride, my reason as author, when I am near my half, or at least we are working on it, my fucking all buddy, my fucking all body, this all world moving up to my every crazy cell, up to my single brain, marks it.

The forearms usually soft almost sluggish, then and there, the bow the more strident.

 

 

 

Not getting attached to the other person, even if it is ‘your one’, as if we go onto quest, even if it is together, at the end of the quest, will have changed way of life and purpose. Prudence and calm as for passion, God and her is my only one. The work I work if religious, would appease all that I haven’t. Her love and eternity to have her got that I am all yours.

 

 

 

And it is after year of being a couple that we finally prove our double,

Soul.

 

 

 

My son guerrilla, her daughter philosophy, our children our surv-eys, r_ival.

 

 

 

-who are you?

-an ad-quag-mire.

 

 

 

Writing the day long, and when the other books come along, just draw, face the, ultimately reassuring pace, that one is a part of the stir, store, of the almighty womb, parry, parish, mosque, temple, and synagogue, that we won’t create gore-blood inside outside our own body and the community, for a sacred God.

Acre.

 

 

 

When I love two only thing in mind death and abandon. If you disappear, I’ d see that (thee, tha, va = to go in french) back of my life waiting for Orphee, or losing Eurydice.

 

 

 

Following perhaps irrational, but backed by an element of logic (logier) that proves that irrational has a structure unknown (or knot) obviously but at process.

Problem with following what one does not know that it could bring round and round and the vertigo for due expectation.

 

 

 

Resist, insist.

 

 

Dame.

Mad and damned.

 

 

 

Losing everything-for the cause and the purpose-but one’s servitude and faith.

Don’t tell me I am not homo, see over such is my god, a goddess. Unattaquable, the mark of serenity, the sign of this eternity, my procreating to this lay world. A straight in dire, homo without kids whereas whom produce is wasting them at Eid.

When one says pork, he does not say pig, as pork is pro-murder, the one human try to make thing dead right into their being- al so deadly, and Allah deprived of its blood. Don’t even have to say ‘its’ as we are by birth, and incarnation, wherever we are seen, possessed by Allah, by god when speaking English.

Same people, but what about them claiming being gody and using servant and laugh poverty, thinking of one principle, accumulation money. See the churches and others? Same people, same religion, and what about death overlooking, as we did not notice the horrors of one’s say, the evil of one’s deed.

Bleeding when allal is nothing but bad song.

b

 

After twice, several, and time after time, to know she could be my half in its plurality.

 

 

They made me believe that he was cast out because of its behaviour, whereas he was because of its believe in progress in humanity, and defence of the oppressed.

As all the clan was at unison, he fell into disease and malady, and years after years he succeeded in recovering its autonomy ability (ab-ill- hill, between breadth and depth, birth and death), up to the day when I was able to understand that people were spitting on their very same what they claim and pose and justified as cherished, their theories, their shame.

b

 

 

 

To be sad not from being oneself but from being treated as being different, or treated differently, or cause their stellar was not an altar for god supremacy but for the lords of Connery supressmasses up to what happens in between my knees.

b

 

To make love with your whole body, and when you succeed in this for only one plit s-cond you are happy for long. More than satisfied, satisfaction is gore and for piggy. The one like when walking with a cig, are impressed and in hurry to die. Attention I don’t just myself sex as I would do and seek the same without loving you to kill up to the last of my sacred demons.

B

 

 

 

To be so in love, that you have to listen to anyhow to try and catch a hint, a clue, a name, an nymph, an offrande.

A listen as much as to hear the thump of my heart inflame chest and my head, down to my foot bone cavities to chant it is him, her, whatever, no matter, no worth the distinction as this person is for me the end of the word in the sense that from now, on my stream is their bleedings that I will staunch till perinity.

And after that, they will know what is love when it is when your heart know.

They  know, won the k.

Is this satisfactory? Infinite quest, is the divine ar-t.

On utiliitarism, forfeit style of of happiness pursuit and its roguery.

b

 

 

 

Fainting through introspection.

Inspection. Sterile if I don’t.

 

Forgetting for the reconstitution. Malleable not ion.

Even the smallest particle will be experimenting the shift, dance, funny prolongation.

 

 

 

Twins particularity, jealousy, possessive.

Be male jealous, and female possessive.

Male possessive and female jealous.

Example of yin and yan and intrinseque, auto sufficient balance.

 

 

 

The signs after you were not so the one I was desperately hoping, but the one I could not dare to even desire, the end of an era of torpor. Tort pour, pore. The other side of the decay, after having seen the end of my dream, it comes back with another grill. No black but white entering. I use to welcome the night as what made nobles painful. White is now after the purge, after the under-completing the day. As night was the entre entrance, constituting my deepest trance before transit toward the night that we will keep my day bright and avoid it the infamy of underestimate why so jo(ll)y, the holy accostumance to love dark as well as sunny.

As the dark right now is becoming the right people, that were previously looking for a soil where it’s sunny.

The why of colonisation, heliophily. The why of so settlers, to avoid cold and its horrors.

Something everyone has to keep in mind, nature has been murdered every spot now. No more beautiful, friendly mammals, your smile drive me mad. My milk for a wolf, whoever needs to be remembered. I say to think higher, we act mild and the results are incessant vomitery, infamy the empire. Mammals were are not, we are the vampyrs (pyres) and let’s hope for the bigger picture, that will come a good escort, punishing our ugliness, before the carthesianism perish in its last commodity, its prediction for logism, end, avilissement, coming from vile, to become or to spread, not spare villainy,  slavery and torture of the all divided humanity.

On a note more spiritual, the vampires’ of our genre, not from our species this time are about to lead the drama and if following, fellowing our style nothing moral that could be said, they will mock us and eat us, like we did.

Treating this fabulous human being like the last ranked, a sod.

Not talking about sodomy, who are you to ask me, how I do inside my bed, when you would, when you are fucking your own smally, the next generation that bring by you will find euthanasia sexy.

 

 

 

It was not memory problem it is just that the mind does not want to sort and have out sequences like we are lazily, already puzzled them, but the brain want a benifitation, benification, (Latin: coming from beatification) pontiff (latin: homonym with bridge) of what it has had on review.

Example: wanted to have out a text like we learn it and undergo a blur, because the brain want to be permitted amelioration, creativity, spontaneity, research, terrain of liberty.

 

Research and religion, god, more than a universe, human version calamity.

 

 

 

Not ashamed of being a homo, ashamed of being a human.

And as the rest of you, my hope in the future, is symbolised in the picture or any representation of my companion and our children.

Without it, I ll be hopless, hapless, hipless and yuppie for my desert. Mind, mind, mind.

I am still afraid mind, as they could cull tactic in having me purposedly left without my family, the one in which I can say ‘fuck me’. My wife, my wife, no drama, freer, frère (friar), she is my sole litany, the one that leads to humanity, as her image render time wiser in me. Me, me, me but without her, the spirit and spirits welcomed in, in my body, would not find their temple, but a cage damned and maudit (poisonous mildiou –mould-).

Don’t think kill whatever like that the next error…cat egg horn. Or… wrongly, dishonestly, categorize and unlevelled (im-monde) the arithmetic and aesthetic of an equal, fair world, a so plentiful, refined…higher complexity. And lose your soul for la chaise cemetery, the father of the doom to put someone on a chair to electrocute what society has laissez faire. That if one has to kill every people having killed or participating to the human misery, it’ d have been and be apocalypse directly.

Loose humane in you and one’s soul for la guillotine, but death is not an enemy, she is of its higher order, that people had not admit. Heed.

Ces salauds de yankee.

I should remove, as it is the American dream.

Before they remove it for you like they were pretending hunting the communist theories for the good of humanity.

I won’t explain what it is to say that ideals are wrong- not speaking about when they are exploited wrongly- as I am about to disclose how eradication of communism meant in a nutshell, we will nick easy.

To say that is not to be for the soviet, the Khmer, the Milosevic, but for this, Satan, freedom.

And freedom in every terms, included the liberal philosophe, as for damn they are classics because their writings are so intelligent, complex and inviting to harmony, that in them, everything or almost is explain as for equality and justice. They are exploited just like us to render the juice, our blood.

 

 

 

Be able to kill one’s own children. And this natural thinking when near one’s other half. As one feel physically that any threat to her/his is unbearable.

Unbearable without them, to be extinct, like in the Pyrenees. Do you realize that all the other big mammals to take only them as example in order to draw -sympathy?

The other creatures are sure to be grieving for another lottery.

 

 

God and its bearb, the lacteal path.

It is why it works so well, the white flow from our green, yellow, brown, red lands, my mum belly extensional.

What about homo? She is my everything the path to any gods, their hunger and serenity. Why so much serenity in texts, because like Marx said, religion are medicaments. Medicines calming the fact that the ministries of religions are another government that implement the sod fact that if you want to help the needy, you will put into the pre-fabriquated, the predicated, premeditated, presidentially prescribed rank of servant to lower and lower schemes of organizational social function.

You won’t be able to help but to serve as if the one that in fact need to be given back their independence, will be put into the situation of replicate bourgeois exigencies, and ask you to cook instead of you teaching or simply permitting, facilitation their cooking and eventually their permanent, unconditional opportunity.

Message: if you want eradicate need, meaning the way of pressure for exploitation and rights violations, you’ ll be the next to beg this whore of societies.

 

 

 

I know why my ex-have been staying the number one for so many seasons, because I suppose that for hundreds of them for my happiness near the right one, she prayed. Pried.

She has. And therefore as my family, the comfort in agony, will stay, like a tutor that know from what you’ ve seen you was made of. This communicative laugh proving the sharing flesh and bone. This communicative thought proving spirit and soul. More my life she is, my life with her, is the sight and elevation, the where to go whereas one crawl on often back (Offenbach, Ufo) to this point that is known to be there thanks to that. Love is a zenith the air of whi-ich is impregnable, inexpugnable,

Why-ish,

Ich = german for I.

 

Favourite food oignon.

Cleft.

 

 

 

Dream.

Drema. Drama.

Dra-cul-a

Dra-m-a

 

Cul, cull, cul = bottom, buttocks in France.

M, intention, aim,                  aimer = amour, love.

 

 

 

Congenial, genius.

 

 

 

I am not nice, no, the only nice element in me of nicety, is my lady, my lord. Without him/her I d become the enemy.

 

 

 

To give feminity, for you to feel the same, as well as male.

 

 

Come.

Comet.

 

Humanitarian.

Humanitary arian.

 

 

 

Humanity law.

Is humanity right?

G

 

 

 

To letter, let her.

 

 

End of cap  ℮  talism, man? Check it out @. Hat.

 

 

Police beat up passer-by.

Assembly freedom finished

I had made only one slogan to let’s concentrate on no insults policy, plaice, polissee, .

 

 

Not sexually, as it is by your sex and body, but through your soul that you completely possess my skin.

Every moment, not to think to someone only, but dialogue, with the certitude that to see him again without to have to count on her pity to be welcome as a friend. You are my new, and hopefully, off this certitude to trust, per-use, in your accalmy, a kali, calm to become or to be a moment, a relapse into calmer zone or time, became shy, the skies? Vanish, depletion, exhaustion, extortion-, maybe would you be my last and therefore always the new as when trust is installed, within future, and all in all.

 

 

To hear your voice and opinion suffice to give me back re(a)son for go on neat and inventions, to he(a)r you well, better, my sir.

 

 

 

What is falsely called politics are not dealt more than devices of exploitation balancing banditism, banditries, tries, tribe, with the eventual capacities for revolts.

b

 

 

 

People in their knowledge of dishonesty, cannot smell anymore each other and white wash everything into, towards a death, wiping clean.

b

 

 

 

I might be your hierarchic (chic), but if I love you and love everyone the same fair amount, as the children of the landlord and landlady, where hierarchy won’t come any longer as an apology for hatred and company.

 

 

 

Grave Note: nothing left in the nature, extraction of the minerals that constitute the buildings, cemetery provided with power central heating.

Oven.

 

 

 

I hate this name power as when it linked itself to abuse.

To calm me I today now that power rhymes with Irish, poorer.

Poorer we are from being dement, as demented as the society, that say the rules are so like this, and destroys all. Finish.

In decency.

Today I’ ve been told at least, list on word is irony, of fabrication of understanding pity.

Not enough.

 

 

Waiting impatiently that she starts one of this crisis when I have to isolate myself in the cupboard room, place enough to lie down, and draw a table when my covers have been being folded. In order to eat oπnion.

 

 

 

Π π in French is homonym with the breast of cows or mammals, milkery, and the shaft of wheat, mummy.

b

 

 

 

Love never dies and it is why people play at murdering it.

More than probably to try and glance super natural manifestations of its longevity.

Longevity is in this life, eternity inside the ones that move through the cross path.

Cross,

Rose.

Risen.

 

 

 

There is serious research that proves that the only fact that big ruminants are digesting might produce a gaz able to destabilize the planet good aeration system. Let’s try to calculate, a little, the 1/1000 of our consumption rate would be enough to draw torpor and sweat.

 

 

Love? How can it be?

I am afraid with loosing you, or having you hanged.

I am the demon, incarnated, since my love could bring torture on him. Her sorry, I have to hide myself, not because of homox, but because there is the rules to general rapist, cannibalism scheme. And pretend to religion is the motto that slay intelligence, self respect and brotherhood.

Father? Fiver.

 

 

 

To give a spank, gratuitously with one’s little money.

Here the general sadism of the human community. Followed by set-up and discrimination and trap to evaluate assessment – meaning wider the range of the responsabilities, skills, functions, scope of the complexity and technicity as well as duties (should not rhym with danger of being sacked-as more the tasks is complex or not, always the promiscuity of an error or forgetting loom- these ones, danger, automatically relieved by a team work, aiming at cross-checking, but not in the aim of punishing but having a work done- when and only when this one is necessary and not impairing time, freedom and other necessity).

 

 

 

They are not mean, they are interested to the point, above everything do not put the all weight on their basket. It would be mean that o.k.

 

 

You are in love with someone dead. I could say to you that I am more lucky as I am in love with someone that is gone due to have discreetly and far to(o) late –to late- spurning me (of course as I could tell, but now more and more as I can remember, but in fact.

You could well have more hope to find him again through another body, that me finding their grace again.

Plus, me in the asking, threatening is the indecency of not recognising my life spending into her remembrances that I believed holy.

You?

 

 

 

One Arabic tales said that if your hand steals a fruit, it was not with the head.

Remember

 

 

 

Would you be my temptatrice?

Would will be dying of love or desuetude,  the miam and same endings?

Mi-ame (latin:half of a soul) miam (latin: something of a gluttonery avaler eating)

 

 

 

Capitalism.

Cap on tall and high-scraper.

Cap horn.

 

Al-cap (italie) on.

Action.

b

 

 

Cap and corridor coo rider, like in tauro-machy. Tort au tauro. Bull fighting. Corrida.

 

 

 

We have to die, and therefore fight the disease, like fighting death each time a little more. As far as society is healthy enough to have understood this necessary spiritual process of spirit strengthening.

b

 

 

 

Damned.

Dam.

Ame (soul) ne (negation).

 

 

 

To have a chance of keeping my reason intact, I would have not to sleep. To think of you the all day, and answer my reason of being, and keep on working on what we are made of and for.

On having to touch purity and nver abandon.

Nave.

 

 

 

My son did love me, but by mistake as I love him without him possibly knowing that 24/7 I was thinking to give him the mummy I wanted for my companion. Not that two parents is needed but me was haunted, and him, deprived of what I was shamelessly but innerly begging.

Beging.

 

Son

Nos tros

Son (hers. His, on latin)

 

 

 

Gay.

Eggs.

And if you touch my baby, I d turn your head like a fucking clock, the way the damn red-neck kill the duck.

Clock as retarded, unless you want to be put-in with someone you did not choose.

Choose, loose. Fucking lobotomised, castrated people who think that they will chose for me the love of my life and destiny.

Des, (hominyme in latin with deesse, goddess)

Deo = god.

Deon = duty.

Deontology.

B

 

 

And if you worship satan as the superior not of your lack of understanding and hole, but of the equal of all.

it will be paid by.

Your possessing you, but not in equal, to pass information capable of liberation, he will treat you as its rival, and break each other of your bones and facilities.

Capito, amigo?

He, too, it’s a servant.

 

 

Goddess not godless.

But like each time with liberation that are not but emancipation, is that the frustration that broke the chains be abondonned to replicate the same schema.

If women come to power for the same plan then what’s the matter, as insane as ever, only more sure that the pattern is decided like that. Disgusting human beings. I am not accusing the sisters nor the borther, as we all have bin in the same bag, but what about now, when we know who killed mama. Us, again and again. Re, production is not enough, it has begun to become our Satan, the plan developed now.

Van-qui-shed

Qui (=latin, quo = who)

 

 

Taken as being as what is deemed to be the average intelligence of cattle, of a camel. They speak about being trained this governments calling themselves religious, like other Mafiosi called themselves democracy.

The human rights like the other religions, pretending to respect everyone and creating sufferance and poverty.

Human being Bastards. As holly as forgetting about their ass they don’t even dare to thank for being there.

 

Walk, smoke, the pursuit of the American dream.

Auto massacre, die.

 

 

Camel.

Came l

L in latin homonym with wings.

And camel are angels, but are they of ‘very good use’?

 

To feel so superior compared to the beast one milks and bleeds.

That at fortiori, one should be very fast getting aware of the hopefully soon back goat-shoe.

 

 

Only you, and me.

Only you, ennemi.

 

 

 

To find someone with so similar affinities and same interests and repulsion and/or hatred, is almost completely impossible.

Therefore I will follow you, till my quest, not near you but for you, con-duct me to our dia-monds.

For ever, and ever, as this quest cannot be achieved and I will slay up to the last of our demons.

Me, included, as for you like alchemy, I will have to cahge, change, arch ange, into husby.

 

 

 

Praying include this secrecy of the survival in good and godly bigottery, bigotry, lottery, Lot, big, lot, of society. Shut up and make money, or order about people when you can play at common afrosity.

Affres. Begetter. Affreux.

 

 

 

I notice that a lot of Indians on top jobs has been found out with corruption or very serious misconduct.

Question: is it on purpose that the a: other ones choose on purpose people with trend for sleaziness them to latter be put down?

B: Or is it simply the same rate of corruption, (100% of the employed-at any seats, of course, let’s not laugh at the Romantisation, of the so-called hero, honesty and deontology being prohibited) for the other background?

Answer: b

 

Publicised.

Public size.

 

 

 

The nit, lose, that is human beings, insult themselves with animal names, because they manage to hurt each other with names of creatures that they are themselves ill-treating.

The human is ill-trained. And the house, its graveyard, asap, for other creatures get their fair opportunities to simply live.

If you touch to my camel, I’ ll cut you into two, because I devote my life to her, and if you touch to her desert, we will cut you into two together.

Touch meaning hurt, used as a synonym as when human beings are arriving.

 

 

 

There is no messiah anymore, we’ ve got all the knowledge and infrastructure = true opportunity to do well and wise.

What then?

Vengeance is only a story of a few gust of winds, that the other species and the outcast of ours would be totally in reason and duty (know about that?) to bring and decimate us with joy and glee. Liberate, emancipate, if knowledge has become so pervasive, omnipresente, omnipotente, is that God itself in announcing its bother regarding human beings porkery, their sense of pride in revengless deprived of any honourable needs of self defense. The murders punished via hell.

God is untouchable, but giving our comprehension level, don’t doubt one instant that revengeful and due anger will take us vampires trough parasites exit.  The one of our spurned duties, our awareness, the forces we are killing instead of paradise of prizes and praise and felicity towards and in order to protect the whole chains. The god job by excellence, the one that we deny, weaken by devils, but in life better weak than rotten. We will see that, what fun. Praxis.

Ex-it.

 

 

To be honest, but not fundamentally and that for all human benign that we know, mean that fundamentalism is a lie, as when we become pure in live, we would become impure for the other to go on with the main and mass business that are politics, religion, jobs, and leisure. In fact are still called with these words to pure to describe mafia, lie and disbelief, torture and backwardess, exploitation of fanatic fun. To think we are better are a hypocrisy as in such thing that life, one will have to die to bring something better. I am not talking about sacrifice but duty, but do it with joy, reincarnation is the exit normal, moral and simple metaphysics for the over-pride, such decadent disease, deceased.

To be honest is to face dishonesty and be wiped by the very person we were helping as the rest of the pack we will ask to act as a predator to him. Bite the hand who help in wanting more than he should and the rest of your success will be own by who you know, or not already, if you feel a sense of strength it is just to spit on you the idea with what kind of energy you will be crushed and turn and turn.

Turnip are vegetable, roots will become poison, and the so high ranked, will have to cry for its season.

 

 

One cannot have the sense of glory before god, as too is too much complicated, and the state of confusion is the permanent state when we start to want holy resolution.

But still one can be satisfied of not having failed too much, too, many times and lay and stay lavishly, contentedly, knowing one’s sin, but calling for bad pretexts, believing in the pleasure of the flesh (meaning the one one’s eat from someone else sufferings, not the flesh that belong to my privacy as long as the other nick me with honesty), thrusting one’s self not in the mud but in the sewage of Dorian gray.

Modesty.

 

 

 

But for godness sake, M, i told you already you have to date somebody. If I was envisaging us I would have said something different.

Fuck you. It is what is important to understand about relationship is that people want to be free. So I like you and I’ ll show you with my body but not like a husby.

By the way I am a lesbian, to be honest you d be a woman, i would have said yes for starting dating you as you are honest.

The only thing I would be afraid of is that your are cunning, this a reproach.

Any new room, or decision making?

 

For godness’ sake, M, go and have a real fun or real serious dating. go to internet since for the moment you don’t have time and space for anything else. a move from this cellar, move and be alone and you will find the way of dompting, redemptory dompter = breaking an animal, tame, your solitude by desiring frankly to find yourself a true companion.
Could you do that for me, my brotherly cutty friendly temptator?

 

 

 

Euredikeinhellforusarethere,findyou,begoandallthewaydownupgomotto

Be and go.

Begone.

As hell is the fact of having sold one being.

Not to be.                                Sole.

 

 

 

My first adviser, not as my first prime minister, of left arm, but as being my half.

In case of disagreement it be a holy and courteous process of reunification, the time of exclusively bringing in all type of thinking, stress, review, intemperaties, into a stronger one.

 

I’ ll be in your family but not more than a modest time, as I like walking naked, and that it is extremely dangerous to dictate another’s behaviour, little polite woman.

Respect is this, if I don’t damage any, well you should well try and interrogate yourself, instead of arousing hatred or its other one, pity.

Pity is a disease, not knowing oneself, thinking that one’s life is the ultimate. Lie.

I accept you cover, accept my nudity.

b

 

 

 

As for the little ones that have been said ‘don’t be or do be’ it is the rape system. The way of talking about reproduction, and this is dirty.

Also, to say to one’s children I care about you only in some of my own conditions, even if most of you will say it is for your survival-not the spiritual and mental ones, just the mein kampft, menial- is a way of saying I had you but as a way of discrepancies (creepy), I took what I have been offered. And I’ ll tell you each time you say to them if you are homo, you are not any longer my son, your baby land in my arms just like one of mine.

A way to talk about reproduction, bribe, prostitution as a marriage of institution, offerandes, and hatred, as pushing like that is a steal. Pretending one has taboo over it, funny. Urghh, so much than uggly.  U r duplicitous.  Urdu family like European, western, Asian, the all lot one have spent so many days of that, punishing instinct of fraternity and love for all. Without wife I am without home, and will be ready to kill, problem technical being that without my freedom blinded and mass murderer I will become. Pro-mise.

Miss, miser, and muse.

 

Here too they have stolen my wife, my husband, and deride my children. Everywhere hell stands, and the story you permitted, of soiling preferences and true love, will convey you crazy. Cray. Cray the days till the abnegation of another’s of your being holly happy, cray the day till this demon will you carry.

Carry. Carriers. Careers. Carers. To deem respect of one’s love lower than jobs and facilities, will gonna be settled by the bogey’s gee.

Gllllllllllleeeeeeeeee.

B

 

 

 

Little.

Litter.

 

 

 

To be who, with you, as much as one can be.

Who?man.

Woman and secrecy.

Secrete. Secretion.

Spy. Python.

Psy.que.

Who, what, whom? And the sacrosanct baby.

Lullaby, light and the abandon ceremony.

Despysing, neutrality.

B

 

 

 

Don’t threaten me calling me ser(f)-ious.

I am thinking of him, and not a little bit. Terminus.

Fiery, fairy will reign as much as we did not deign recognize the strength and length they were enlightening.

 

And he takes some talent to manage to come across the ones that might spoil my honest and loving nest because of jealousy, to find one’s female you ve got to have made yourself every second, every gram of your body ready. It will take some talent to come across this potential enemy not wanting to strangle them without losing my force pour autant, emporte le vent. For we ll be gone by the wind.

Win-D.

 

 

 

Dev, all.

 

 

 

Our work or schizophrenic job?

Or family or the way of not permitting other societies and nest of affectivity and learning and solidarity?

Or governments or the top of the cooking pot?

The chicken or the sucker despots?

Me or the whore of this all-mitey, comedy?

 

 

I haven’t a girl friend, I am married with my half, but we have to wait as to prove ourselves and be married by God, conferring alongside the real power, of healing each other and don’t think of escape.

Secluded not with her, she is my paradise, the way the prison are not the end of all freedom.

Sex, sec, cess, exS, escape, x-cap. I could die and no horror is most atrocious than live without going towards the idea of absolute loving. You.

 

To love is a thorn,

As before knowing you, all my being has been conducted by another one.

And now when I admit that you are the one, it is like a betray, or if it is not it, a demonstration of how the mind can play as never forecasting has lied nor been telling the strict reality nor seem.

 

 

Why a place, why a plant, why a plan or plea or pal? Why a palace, because goddess. But we should have felt that as good as this the nature is still empress, and by now conceive our dream, like the one serving gently.

My dream in the forests of the deserts that we would tend enough for it not to trespass on the water stream alimenting Mother, with M as grand and bold.

Upper case.

And dry the rest consisting in treating life as barren as gold for business ethics. No, not ethics but villain values and principles. Don’t feel like dying but as everyone is expecting, don’t feel like being held underground, the way we were stiffening the one we should have trend. If children reproduce the way their parents did, the new ‘ethnic cleansing’ will be the young to the old, like the old stuff we banned, all for the euthanasia. Hopefully one could be reuse for fertilize the ground. Gown.

 

 

 

Corps sage.

Cor sage.

Ps.

 

 

 

I could well, not well as I would have to die first, but I wish so not w-ish, but will, say yes

 

 

 

N’est = To be not.

.

Nier = recan’t

 

 

To be not, recan’t

Recant.

 

 

Germ—an.

An germ.

And England forgetting its one fussiness and gabble over a people it wanted as in one of there is on my crown.

 

And span-ish.

Not forgetting about the ese. Easy and geese.

 

Why people strive towards the negation of language and are happy to learn by default sciences poor in ethics and technicality poor in spreadings, and renovation (respect, and particular restauration, value of the past and of the object and of whom will have to know how to preserve skills and indicative of a nature to fulfil and seek need.

To negate the language as it is used to stop understanding what’s in the tricks and cons of the future leaders, always saying they are right, whereas their motto and motives are to kill without saying it outright. The language and its knowledge to replicate to their argument that they are sadder that sodder and sodder. And from there to have the clear outlay that one will have to resist if they don’t accept through inactivity, the devil decay.

Decades is what it takes to really get it, but once ewe, we have be happier, freer and more honest is the lifetime duty.

B

 

 

One cannot ask others to be like them whence the counter natural situation where children are dependent on their parents availability, aptitudes, skills, personality….

As in the absence of solidaritorial communities, ‘there is no such think as society.’ Tank.

B

 

 

Beat nik.

When people want to kill what would give power to flowers, the woods are getting peopled by popular insurgence for the note, bill.

b

 

Law. Awe. But without affinities, they are finite as long as our species.

Affinities and refinement, art and law in firmamend.

B

 

 

Countries.

Con and cunt

B

 

 

 

You are not my half, as my half is my child.

But you are my soul directly. You are my sole.

Sold the humans that would betray it.

 

 

Violating the terminology,

Violating the tales.

Violating the word, might be to restore the truth, as words has been tailored for the propaganda.

Viola ate, hating.

Viol is rape in Latin, not the yellow plants in field where it is comfortable to lay, or much more less.

Torture nowadays is in the fact that we got ethics and education and that despite of that.

Rest ore.

As for my husband it is the same I ll attack every work and word around you for me to stay your superior in grades. Speaking only about the way I ll protect you as you are my jewel more than you consent to do it for your self.

 

 

 

Yes.

Sey.

 

 

 

With the actual intelligence service and the simple fact that researcher would have notice the unbalance of the Serbian press, would you think at all possible for the other governments of ignoring, at least as soon as legitimate concerns would have triggered surveying, the genocide about to burst and ongoing?

And if so, how? By what trick of the blurring or halt to a ground still bureaucratic, administrative, politician blurring or mudding?

 

 

 

Gens, jambs.

f

 

 

Jesus Christ, in Latin is homonym of shout, yell and cry.

 

For the item you send on minority discrimination, of course I agree, the problem tough staying the same. People are wanting to take the place or to go at the same level of consumption, bribery, over-exploitation, things bad in our society that nevertheless benefit (Deficit) from high ranked glory, prestige, accumulation of luxury…the lust is the social game.

So what’s the point defending minorities for them to access to such way, manners, values, objects and tools for future replication of these same discrimination and violence?

Further accumulation and exponent?

Exponent, opponent.

De la misogyny, thinking of this scramble this is renders me phobic, do you understand?

N

 

 

 

I’ ve even abandoned my fiercer love in sending to you these letters, in writing for you at all hours.

Don’t freak out, I am the freak, but don’t be afraid it is only live, live is thus, like is like that.

Life is though.

Anyhow I am so idiot, that I am bullet proof.

 

 

 

Powerful complexity.

Range of simplicity.

Rejoicing?

 

 

 

Mind what one’s is doing as energy for the soul, is precious, as precious as blood.

B

 

 

 

Arranged marriage as because they are so linked and dependent with communities, system of revenues, abandon of one’s personal preferences are but prostitution, and it is why it is draped with a propaganda, of religious doctrines.

Not t-h-at I accuse these people to be specially puta, as the system at work, any work, no regulation, no fair policy, no pity, not taking heed of workers daily concerns and skills as the specialists they are –dangerous doing that? Of course dangerous as much as ethics are not following /followed = the ethics of doing things correctly without damaging no one and noting it well: nothing.

The work is prostitution and the citizenship, counting on others’ countries distress also.

At least some muslims, due to the fact that the word religion is compulsorily used as soon as you are born, have the frankness to say that islam is but politics as they are as the west, forgetting that politics is deemed to be noble and not a poo of self-service seffishery

, save my sherry, selfishness,

 

 

 

If communities prevail over individuals we are in fucking poo, as communities are just a market, the machinery of a business, using one principle, terror.

And if individual prevail over communities, well it will be anarchy as individual is in the complete impossibility to even if they were ethically perfect, to assess, reassess, each portion of what is happening and has to be observed.

And after all that there is liberty, there is creativity, and beyond cre-ation. Cre (Latin homonym with cry.)

 

 

 

Discrimination alongside servitude has one aim, to prevent people from check and balances and thus preventing perhaps exploitation. Servitude and exploitation in a system like in ours that will become more and more monopolistic, with one single network and with dead entity or Mafiosi maverick for alternatives, with less and less accountability and transparency, will im-manquably, that you cannot miss, fail to notice, become slavery.

Notice, m, mo, noise, noce.

 

 

 

To be the child of a prostitute, to have had to undergo prostitution and torture done by one’s parents, but still to cherish them and to wish to see them reincarnate as they give the raison-d-etre. One the will of stopping prostitution as when possible, two the general principles of live such as honesty, and the believe that one day the planet could be free. A religion over which will go and rest your anguish and hopes, and own behaviour, and this is bestowed, with these principles that one will learn to estimate oneself as their own savoir, savior and nobilities. Nobilities not the one that come and rape the ones that get less money, not the one that will that opportunity in the word of infamy.

But if I could tell my mama about the evil that slipped in me, she would stop to tell again and again  that the word is beautiful as I thought the same about the culturmers. Customes, customers, who plaid it so daddy. And it is why I could now kill everybody as I know that sometimes the more nice they try to appear, my worse than enemy, but a disease.

b

 

I am not saying it is important, I am saying it is honest, therefore is important.

I am not saying it is honest, I am saying it is important, therefore it is nothing but our death.

B

 

 

 

I was loving you like I could not even imagine, as what was making my imagination to a standing block is that you could well go tomorrow, or you could well stay for only tepid exchanges. Do I love the present and future deepenings or do I love the past figure, my regret of having believed not in one person but in an accident?

B

 

 

Growing old like the clothes and building and everything that are thrown whereas there are simply in a stage of reconversion, reuse, or of repair. To grow old will beome our nightmare.

Become, behome.    Cccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

CO.

Unit and company.

 

 

 

The devil has the human beings shape.

 

The time to understand that if there are so many rubbishes in life, is that we are rubbish ourselves, and here come the time of true possible resistance.

Resistance not out of celebrity but out of the necessity of looking up to someone in order to remember every moment of this life that resistance is love inspired and should not go into the spiral vampire of glory and values vampires. I d like vampires if they were choosing to inspire respect for all ranks creatures, the rank is difference, the norm integrality. A vampire to frighten who would trespass the threshold of dignity. We are not such vampires, we are the one that want to feed their flesh with more than morbid, insanity.

Don’t take insane like a disease, it is the norm, the pace of destruction, you so called intelligence if any more than plagiarism, is obviously evil moquery.

Afraid. A frey.

 

 

 

Right.

Night.

Knights.

Strength.

Length.

Depth.

 

 

 

Your are not a chive, you are a little baby, it is that to be a chief when one does not work at it.

Were-wreck.

Chief, chide.

 

 

 

To show all of your persona aspects to you child is a natural thing to do. And show them your feminity or your virility, your way of making love and cove, show everything is natural and advisable, if it is not in fact a betray to retain family secret. Doing it while saying you can only know bless for mummy, your family, your clan, your country. In short specifying the bliss, bless and boundaries to some limits, specificities, or whatever oven extremities is an act of incest. Pretending one is the sole, the best, the only, selling, enforcing an illusion of dependence.

Nevertheless without my dependency to my wife, my moon and my dependable and loyauty, I d b out-rance (rotten, gone) (outrage).

Alchemy. Scheme. Sham or shame.

M as.

 

 

 

Felinity

Feminity

 

 

 

Thank full I am a woman, I can watch you without visible protruding.

Not that I think of anything, but you, your presence is enough flying me into trance and reportaduction story.

Port in Latin means carrying and having you into my soul is what is needed

 

 

 

It is like Khomeini said that Islam is but politics, and Christian ministery, the problem is that they spit at a good concept originally. Politics are supposed to free one’s people and free the general will and aim at live together, healthier, an exploring whatever can. So speaking about religion as they were politics pretending we are straight forward is still hypocrisy, is only to para-vent, partition the goal of having some servants, and not of god, of one’s monster self, the excitation of sadomasochism, the wanker wandering into the  Seine. The river of Paris, don’t say I am eurocentrist, it is the only one I know, the others are barred from my sight as a dodo.

They d rather tourist that true humanist, as cannibalism is universal under standing (tomb) of the mot [tome](mot, word in Latin) to.

Paris.

Parish. Romantism facing death, the absolute that leads a lover to choose the elixir rather than live in chains. Not by weakness but to avoid being raped like everyotherelse are from the cradle to the grave.

Was I becoming serious with you honey? No I was becoming up to the infiny, up to the infancy, grave. But as it is my true envy and policy, I could glimpse happiness, possible a little bit. And my hatred and frustration not for the fornication but for my poetry.

Ring, rigged as the family of one government, of shame.

 

Islam slam the door of others’ opportunities at the global hunting, hotting. Not warm but oveny.

Slick and slit. Genocide as wear so many times, ethnic cleansing to make clear that we are the new hitler, jihad, the inquisition. We rob God with the words and concept it gave us, by using them without application.

 

 

The lazier is your children and unconsciously I doubt it is for their free good: dependency and guardianage, is what is called. Lad, clad. Locked in on non-skills mess miss mist misery.

And mystery eaten by false parentage.

Era non spiritual, announcement of what food will become our springs.

Miss-mass.

B

 

 

People might pretend that it is naked that we are weaker but it is also naked that the defense would grow fiercer.

 

 

 

Marx said that religion was the people’s opium, but it seems like the first bust has passed since a very long time.

Don’t you think?

 

 

To be the new writer speaking and challenging a bit of religious dogma. A prophet, not an angel.

Angel. Age. And gel.

 

The hunch back from having read, prayed, and listened to while on the bench.

The hunch back as curvy as its belle.

 

 

 

It be better to pray to god, instead of addressing prayers of thief to each other. The community of babar and vampires.

Pay, payed.

B

 

 

 

She was dong, doing her show of importance. And to understand her tends to promiscuity as it has to be in a situation where she d play to the madam in a bordello, where and when she could be growing her ego.

B

 

 

l.

loin

f

 

 

She, sheer, she-her.

 

 

 

Uni-vers (latin: towards) all.

B

 

 

He is not more gay than you are, as you are only interested in the same sex company, he is just lovely and likeable.

B

 

 

It is not belief, it is theatre.

B

 

 

 

The body is here to remember that we have to give ourselves self respect, as if we do not, it will transform into a wreck of reason and hatred. As propel by grand principles but unattainable as we are dying against the evil others’ thriving. Mind and body, balance reality on ground, and reality in abstraction.

 

 

 

I love you like I would love my wife, my reason, my mother, my child, my god, my logics, my soul.

Not it is not violent, it is peaceful and bliss.

But, as with you there is always a but, and but is aim, motives and purposes in Latin. Lactation.

 

 

 

Before a threat don’t say any, as the threat is asking for a consent. And when reasoning loose the stilts upon which they were acclaiming their hovering, they re is nothing prepared to drown in ocean.

Belfry.

The toll of lying to one’s own scheme and intellectuality, to one’s own children and building, to spoil everything up to the genes. Mind there will be always the holy spirit providing for light, especially to the degenerate but even so, human peelings are ready to take this tool in getting rid of every specimen don’t aiming at m-oney.

Manning market collapsing into mud to the hairline, the terra cota we ve destroyed to erase Africans’ life and juggle prosperity, is gonna come back plentifully. The statutes of Pompeus as free as we are petrified.

 

 

Th-ink.

 

 

 

And he played being despising, though he like so much the dicks, but with me, the other father he does not work as I love my children more than my husband, as my husband has over them the shaping of their lives as conduct, I would have crushed him by any means, to retrieve their candour and bravity.

 

Bravity. Brevity,

 

 

 

Costumers of prostitution are submitting to the same demons as what they have a laugh at.

It is aborted self love. Whory in one word.

 

Working for a whore is not a job, would we proceed onto reconsiderrate general vocabulary.

 

When laziness becomes resistance. But when resistance becomes neglect and cowardice.

b

 

 

 

Does love exist?

You cannot be in love with your jail nor with your keeper.

On this world, artificial.

Artifice? Weapons of w. Ar and/or hore.

Whore, artifice and fire works and turn over of staff, staff made dildo, but our system is dead as the dodo.

Do, love exist.

B

 

 

 

My neighbourghs coming and coming.

I suppose they caress each other all night to manage this degree of relaxation.

 

 

 

To say no, not in an aggressive manner is to say no like one says its prayers as, if one believes that the answer is a holly one. Ad decision to participate in the air of one’s time and study.

B

 

 

Because one says something others look at you like if you were the devil reincarnated, don’t believe in anything resembling stability.

Spy and satellite.

 

 

 

The people laughing at abstraction and theories, mocking it is not applied.

But without the drawing of it, the reality tougherly they would remind.

N

 

 

 

We don’t love any longer.

We have found each other.

I don’t dare to sign by my own name as every sound of my following is the sounds that from your tone of voice coming to my ear, despite hurdle mountains between our two corps.

I am your plagiary, as every word ma bell(e) is a prayer for you as long as my being (om).

In French amour LOVE, is composed by two syllable, ame (soul) and our.

And love is O VE-thee, and dove the symbol of peace and fraternity.

 

L ove, l ife, heave, if, health (elf).

N

 

 

 

To acknowledging of one’s honesty, don’t say thank you. As one day it could be a question of survival.

To have the duty to betray, or to have the right to check out.

 

 

 

The religious communities not in general praying God but in secret, are in fact market place where people pray each other to build an empire, but not the One, bother.

 

We are not only human, but creature of God, universe and nature. To spend one’s time discussing the human aspect (organisational, functional, anatomic) is taking the issues by the shortcut, but avoid the more general context of who the creation is, in its moral, metaphysical, strength, force, relation to what else, domain??

Human beings except the shape recognized ‘unanimous’ does not say nothing of its origins, constituents, surroundings, link and aims.

 

 

 

The common in society, is this big machine rolling on whatever is in front. Go from this monster, flee, fell that one cannot beg for it to be fair.

 

 

To choose between love and death. As loving each other will attract our destruction by other. And our decision of not living together would call a spiritual mort.

Then it is not choosing between love and death, but in fact choosing between love and live.

 

 

 

They ban homo, but the whole population is in camp and barrack.

 

 

 

On promulgating the matricide trends of saying that women are only beauties, bounties when younger.

It of course reveal an hint un-avowed for paedophilia policy (obligatory) as one is supposed to look at the most young people.

On the other hand, age in good terms are associated with wisdom, and therefore justness of taste. It could be well be associated with courage, liberty, knowledge, and power of mystery demystification as people near death will fear less than other people counting the seeker of the former against their career of sham.

And there is no beauty without these quality, at least none that could take (intro)inspection.

 

Could it be a discouragement at looking ‘used’ as a flee from activities, militantism, resistance, responsibilities, or a hope for less sufferance, or a desire of being the exploiter, leaving people fighting while oneself is agreeing to the servant rules and servitude instead of work conceptualising solidarity and the complexity and intensity of having to share tasks and heighten the dream and deep conclusion of our viable offspring on, uma, the society meaning.

Could it be the need we would have to stay young and stop reproduction as they will have to assume the longetivity without to depend on overpopulation backlash or a younger taskforce or neglecting their (deities) duties of care or not going on organising a system in which people have access to job, and job not detrimental nor for their physical or mental health (well being to be appreciated and taken into consideration altogether with the skills and knowledge piously drained by experiences)

 

In addition, in proper love story we d proclaim I want your love and age. Without these assumptions what exactly is beauty? Reproduction, production, elasticity capable of taking more abuses and endure? Or is it the sign that one don’t feel, don’t react at them?

Anyway people fear to get older because older are banned from staying where children are living, separating thus energy and wisdom, imagination and inspiration, raw and release, spontaneity and series, impulsions and telepathy, believe and motto, auto and dialo, mono and deo, anyway two, so millions fold different stages that are so in pain of being separated (how, in which state is gonna terminate itself this satanic apartheid?)[parenticide by euthanasia, infanticide by  genetic manipulation].

I don’t thik there is sadder than imagine one’s life and by consequence one’s older life without one’s finding, one’s female, companion (con {with} pan {all}), or m-ale (as long as you don’t mind the protuberance).

Or yes maybe if one see oneself a widow, dido, (id) maybe it is the why of looking for juvence when thinking about this society token on a glass (clef de cider) content still half running prospect.

I don’t thik, I don’t think

N

 

 

Meme.

Mémé.

f

 

(Deities)

Duties

 

Man-age.

 

Being.

Bien (good and goods in latin).

Good, goods. Which is which?

 

 

As for the Jewish question, I was wondering if it was possible for me to try and gather info to submit some of it but after the course, as it is a question that I d be interested in enough to try and further opportunity.

 

 

Whatever I lose my money, my job, my country, my life, my family, my friends, my everything, I l l o go nearer my wife.

W

 

The ‘non-sense upon stiletto’ that these writing unworked, unchecked, unreread nor trained, does not contain.

 

 

 

Fur-ther.

 

 

 

Whatever I lose my wife, I’ ll kill the people being on my way to love her with all my heart.

Love is survival beyond one’s species and specificities.

The one who say, please abandon this message, you would not lead ware nor war in a proper way is my spouse without I would die after nothing anyway would soar.

s-ore.

b

 

 

 

Sorce(lle)ry is rehabilitated when stability is at its point of overturning, as a recipe could be the means of avoiding massacres and genocide. Sacrifice for the preacher, but hey, life is sometimes good shorter.

On torture admin or afro. Whatever the state, whatever the jungle. The preacher is the one, the ignorant among ignorant, who for only precept hear the voice coming from the firmament ‘wait, wait, wait, and bloody hell, it gonna be in life and as soon as after it’

 

On human rights specialty total closure

If it is possible for you to let people know:

 

 

 

We could repaint the prison that we have educated, informed, fashionable, modern, our beauty. Finally people are funny talking about pollution and all, as we are as extinct that the other species.

 

Modern, moderate. But intelligent and honest moderately. So so such that for the global death one is ready.

Mode earn.

 

 

 

I d like you to know that alongside scrapping art diploma, the U.K has this year entirely binned the specialty of human rights programs associated these social sciences (not the legal aspect, but philo, history, socio, politics).

Please could you take a few minutes considering this information as it is horrific to understand that human rights bachelor of art single honor degree cannot be found any longer in the whole U.K, country of the mean international language.

HUMAN RIGHTS, the only tool that are supposed to defend democracy, and that is invoqued by politicians, market, and civil society, alike in order to gain some legitimacy.

 

In the U.K, and elsewhere of course, there won’t be any more specialists it is finished.

Thank you for your attention and carefulness.

If you want more detail:

 

 

In a world, that’ d (Vlad, evad) like to be regarded as democratically growing and comprehensively globalizing…

It is one of the very ‘arms’ that these people want us to give up for the profit of more laissez-faire, or better “laissez-aller”. (meaning next time is on you the security guard, even if the only of your instruments are loose ‘polite’ letter.
very few human right university diplomas might still be found in the US, but god knows how expensive – and thus elitist and prefabricated, and per se anti human rights they intrinsically are.

Like the dubious fees demanded by some human rights lawyers, linking money – and whence economic discrimination – to the propagation of information necessary  to the benefit of human societies and peace and security as a whole;  these fees are in fact a contemptuous publicity  toward the very idea of human rights and obligations. The blatant mise-en-place of a domineering and insulting masquerade of impunity.

Losing one’s field, like losing the autonomy from the market tactics, a what want to be put with as generalization, compulsory assignment for everyone to accept discrimination as being inescapable- if you don’t subscribe- no entry to we let-you-live-in-the-laissez-faire- area.

The so-called human rights alongside all sciences, theories and practices are dependent on this and it is why human rights are actually bearing a bad name. At these paces, let us hope they would still have one.

 

 

 

To conclude I’ d like to draw your concern on the fact that police beats up peaceful protestors. It is the clear sign of the end of the genuine rights of freedom of assembly and manifestation. The greatest of new is that this opportunity to voice one’s opinion is the last bastion of freedom of speech. Believe a older worker, freedom of speech cost you your job or even your voluntary seat within the counter power of civil society, very, very, easily. Freedom of expression had just seen put down its last bastion. Let’s recall that in the U.K general strikes (students, plus workers) are prohibited. It is done we are completely dispersed and ready for the kick.

 

On a last note, about the fees I thought the demo too much concentrated on the pounds, because if we paid the profs and all, still why not, but after university what? Unemployment? Or having to accept to work in any kind of conditions or unethical programs.

 

A little more sadness, let’s to say ‘utterly terrifying’, this system will leave each individual dependent on the bank assent to grant money to start for study. It means that one can be tested psychologically, intellectually and ideologically. That means that the banks would have the monopoly on who they would like to send for ‘qualification’.

 

Enjoy your day.

 

 

 

If the bible were announciating that the human and only the humans were chased and hunted out of the paradise? Believing by the same occasion that they are superior only because they are the destructor, but if so, as God is God, it would be only the destruction of their own mirroring.

Fuck you all and deep.

Fuck you all and deeper.

A

 

 

 

Love is dead, as everything is throw, nothing is kept, or even respected, the nature and every being is regarded as rubbishes. Love is of course where it has had its living, lying. Also it is gone.

Also, All solo.

 

 

 

Do not count on having the follow-sati. As it is not worth thinking more about the former. Since it will be asked again, but for godness’sake what’s this insanity? It is not clear enough, could you spend more time to expand yourself honey onto profanity. Because explain that again and again is more than difficult, it is sado-masochist, pervert and border line racist, homophobic, altogether rapist. Clear enough clarity, charity, calamity. Every of these words are all but empty as your brain is not recognizing that it is in fact of you that they are gonna to be monopolized. Pole bear no more than it could, there it is a so simplistic rule. Hiss. As long as you much, it won’t be long enough to fire the devil out of your building. You rent, and encourage its home, but I will stop to speak of him as a “it”, because human first sin is to deem oneself as being bone enough for not driving spineless its fragile cock.

Bone, agile, one would like any monkey draw the cover over impunity. Do, do, do. Dodo.

B

 

 

 

To meet the woman of my last days with the meaning of the succession secede on an explosion of joy, fireworks of meaning mining the play of the compatriot that wish us to dive in.

 

 

 

At 20ish, ‘of my evening’ (mano solo: singer) I fell on the stairs because of alcohol. I bumped so loudly my head that I don’t recollect my remembrances of what happened at school. Now I know am hunted, I can well imagine why I had to be lavish with good underserved feelings. Underserved and unwanted as people need severity, even when they choose the total hypocrisy of calling that nasty. As far as hypocrisy is theirs, the name of my domain is called therminated easy.

N

 

 

 

They said they were waiting for the prophet, but what happen with convergence, is that everyone gets ready, and build a meeting for and to energy. And so happens not a dream, no prophecy, but the sum of imperfection and apex of what we’ ve got if it and from.

 

 

 

The devil is a scarce mean; as if it does not retaliate quickly we won’t understand that poetry is on the becoming of the accessory.

See intelligence of the politico-polito, correcto, fito (as fit as a whimsical tantrum). Of course, it is still risky as you don’t understand it either. In blank and frank methods, your sole rights and even more frightening, your sole duty is to say yes, I am a oui-oui (yes-yes), tac, tac, tic, tic, toc, toc, the clock. Time is finished as sure as your radio talk about only one menu, the soccer, people under the drugs of infamy, the famine of our tried body. Even when it is for sex, notes, bribery, trick in game, unfair injury, malicious attempts and all the company, the only worth of it is to stop knowing pity and be fast and aghastly ready for the outing, but not by whistle, by sovereignty. Not talking about beckam arboring (aborigenes)

 

 

 

Nicety.

Nicity.

Nic it.

Understand a little why some person did advocate agrarian revolution. The ‘year zero’ (Khmer) is (mer can) gonna be not a beginning but for the underground storey.

Mer-can-tile.

Can’t tile

Or have to til’t.

 

 

 

abhor , gene.

aborigine

I am disgusted to still have to talk about ethnic cleansing, more than for criminalizing the wordy beginning of the conspiracy. Piracy is what idiomatic construct == and idiot for so many. They are not words, they are swords, canines, pin, smiles and grins. Just word is in the nil believing and holy ones, a matraque in French like, mat rack, a police iron bar, a club, tru-nche-on.

 

 

 

At yours 30ish you worked with this guy of the smile that brought you in awe, as for your respect for older in the family. Up to feel now that it was one that raped any woman for not having had the courage of the standing.

 

 

 

Bout de diou, de (sa)cre de nom de die-u.

 

 

Dieu. God in French.

Die-u

Remember Trafalgar, waterloo? Sea.

As for the f-ish…

 

 

 

Person-whole.

Personal.

 

 

Humanitarian.

Humanit arian.

B

 

 

 

The only person that I might content with my activities is my mummy’s cos she does not speak too well, so since the sound for her is still the one of her baby, she could feel ready, happy. But she does not read either.

Even if I am, the proof is, in the mash, mask up to the ears, there is still something saving it, I am not an English person, what is a good point.

Don’t rush on that, I am not actually calling on dissemination. Dissimilation.

I write, keep myself content humour running, but I have doubt about how could really, rally,  this be read, da herr.

 

 

 

Simple message have become boring, we don’t know nothing about ourselves, only that transport is not only nacelle.

The denuded literature, for the poor, for the people whom do not have anything, no thing but the corps (body). And it is that is prob ably this hatred and fine thin thud hove phobe (fauve) on illiteracy, or withcraft, witchcraft, of the none.

Even thing are not thing, but what may we be doing?

May man, y?

Why as, whereas, whyas, prouding human being?

No, not rushing the gold is no in the murder of souls and seats. Sit down and one would know that the human race is petite.

 

 

 

For the god’s pity, this one is a secret one, like everything after my knowing, used to nigh existing.

Nigh-high

 

 

 

I did not at all intent to send random, I did not remember that I still knew people, and about the others’ address. Anyhow cetvies is about this crazy unchecking.

 

 

 

The last right.

The last rite.

 

 

Gale axies.

 

 

 

Reproving. Dis approve.

Proof?

What tracks is on death row, wor, wore, habit (clothes in French) cover.

Solution. Sole you.

 

 

Aloof alall.

 

 

Knew, new.

Wen.

 

 

 

Re(a)son

You my half that clues give me with all the awe that deserves the preservation of any love.

Reason, your babe inside every word.

Reason, the ability at giving to future, our world, son on and on. Doubt her.

 

 

 

Cetvies                             © 2005 – 2014

Inthenameofhumanrights © 2005 – 2014

Cettevies                          © 2005 – 2014

 

 

 

Blue

blew.

CHAPTER I:

 

 

Blue

blew.

CHAPTER II:

 

 

 

 

Cetvies                             © 2005 – 2014

Inthenameofhumanrights © 2005 – 2014

Cettevies                          © 2005 – 2014

 

 

 

 

Moura, amour

Mourir = mortal.

 

 

 

If people keep on leaving their rubbishes on tables, on grounds, on everywhere, no talking, too high level, of being autonomous, for someone else to go behind, it is because they are getting closer from slavery, as in ancient Egypt where luxury flirted with atrocities in the name of a place called a palace for mommy.

B

 

 

 

It is shipped as dirt.

 

 

 

Man, human, hu-man, you man.

Finally with rhetoric like this, one thinks themselves as being the sole actor where there is twice much, in fact billions more than expected.

And it is like that that one is cut into pieces out of comprehension, honor, and sees.

N

I don’t even talk for me, it is my wife that knows, even if I’ d wish my love is too daddy to smell how this sleaze laze goes.

 

 

 

If you want to lose your head, it is ok, i d like to assist,

But don’t love with them

Oh, sorry lose.

 

 

 

Openly Fascist regimes will burn the books and surely for this main reason is that any book into the hands of a fascist attitude will be managed to serve its ideology trends.

Every sentence could be utilized against you.

 

Furthermore, it is also why it is so important to understand the authors’ context whatever sociologic, economic, social, professional, familial, mental, psychological, personal backgrounds alongside their motivations and stratification and community shaping that occurred during the writing to live their debates and necessity.

Debates, combats.

 

 

I-deo (god)-logy.

I here should be written ‘i’, it would keep its humility, not of, from and aiming at sembling or citing ‘dynasty’. Ego, egg, hog.

And I is a temple scratching the sky as long as the soil is well and firm. Not stiffen by concrete, but by pastors’ caressees.

Human beings has spent its energy  edifiying building that are too high for them to check and balance orders and so they will have clans.

And for any another of them one day they will have for scene the building without foundations as they are gone in mine, they will distinguish, peering through one’s soul that the temples are too heavy for the mind to fly.

Why did they kill the nomads? Or the little house, good shed maybe?

She’d.

 

 

Oraison. (O reason)

 

 

 

And a relationship.

If you possess the ability at exiting, prompting, you possess too those at

calming, pondering.

In – ter – action.

Ter and double play.

Remedy and/or its poison.

Der. Ter. Don’t worry nor argue too much it is just Latin.

A propos, the French former hegemony coming from being the main

remain of the Latin mastery.

Lyrics and elaborated grammar.

Der (nier)(end) ter(re)(soil, ground, plan-et)

 

 

No, it is just the privatization of up to my grand-ma, which leaves us

voiceless, deprive of roots, references or chiefs. Or the chance of

belonging to a just society, just fragmented to the point that the break

down of units render no one able to report about the condition of their

humanity- you get the sack if you want to follow the few good laws that

 

are supervised by ??? Santa-clauss (scent close) and still if you write your letter

about what is missing, the address of the Gestapo is the one receiving.

You loose your job if you want to speak a bit more than what you are

told to be paid. Deprive of dignity.

Deprive.

De private.

Superstition.

Super tuition.

A way of recording. Ex a mine.

 

 

Eyes are the soul’s mirrors because beyond the fact that I can recognize

you and your spirit into this bird, the way he looks at conveys the same

regard.

Guard.

 

The lines of the eyes are so fine that they are almost instant vision of

what happens to the brain and heart. Entrance to the soul? At least near

the main organs.

And trance of the body.

 

 

 

By the way when one talk about personality, might well talk about the difference of attitudes due not to psychology but perceptions.

Also here the explanation what for people lie about the hardship or simplicity muddled and kicked out of the a-ware, to use human beings just like a tool and not leaving it too much at the right stove, and on the propaganda keeping him busy denying its bro their rights and their duty.

Machine un-thing-ing=with action however linking.

Denied of its one’s thought as not invest with, for its only say on natural fertilizer its con-damned stool.

 

 

 

-It is not of your business.

-And if I was killing you, it won’t be either.

 

 

Future collapse,

And collective lapse.

 

 

 

The problem of religions is that they are unfair and intolerant, and the on the poverty and accumulation, wasting, exploitation they put the veil of laissez-faire.

Like I, said Nietzsche, god is dead, not in true grounds but in the religion are a monster having lost its head.

Not that any religion could have god but at least to honestly pray, prize, praise any of these creatures, to the help to any other and any of its activities, its self quest-as long as life is not threaten by any of our plan. We are subordinate not of god but of the hidden wish of saying we are working towards divinity while aims are at the denial that life is so short, that god is dead for it is in no second that we will repay.

 

And on the other hand for what’s is religion is thank to them, we still speak of supra.

Provide the don’t deride.

 

 

 

Decorticate.

dissection.

Shelling.

Shell ey. (thank you for marry on imported fables)

 

 

intimacy

in time.

 

 

What am I grinning at you my love, it is because you introduce in my discourse thing, counteract, that if I had to take into account, my having to argue would become too difficult, too complex for me to treat.

I have always wage war in your name, and now we can speak you lecture me about the limitation of my view, that if I did that for not the good of all, I should have better done to stay on my own.

But for you I ll reconsider, but for you without strength and anger, what my angel, my lamb, agneau, could come?

 

 

 

The soil, the land, the ground.

What about the underground? Guarded as it is from respecting the funds, and conduct its fertilizers. Don’t mine it to preserve its crust and limits, and give back that it perm(able)its, in for example making compost up to recycle our body waste.

This limit having not being nurtured what about our underground armour?

Thinking in haste will bring death fast.

 

 

 

Boy. Body.

Girl. Hurl.

Where are humans from?

 

Si tu ne fait pas cela, cle.

Je fais vais croire que je ne suis qu un de plus sur tes histoires de perles rares.

 

 

If you don’t do, odd.

I am bound to understand that I am another else providing your stories about your endeared scarcity.

And that like a mumu, it is my feminity that you pursue.

I d like to be your moon, but if the light’s not real, it has to come from the pervert-satyre, in love iw with oneself.

But I am not a mumu, I won’t enjoy my pussy for being the queen of my children lost autonomy.

Christians are the same, am not writing this for economy, I will avoid fatua, faulty.

To pretend be a preacher because you want my wife as your prostitute or as your nanny. My boy let me tell you that if I cannot kill you in the name of homosexuality, others will do, another of one of the all intrusive religions, re-league, name it.

If I call you mumu, it is not by disrespect, is that the religion does not hold it.

 

 

 

League.

Real agua.

Le age.

And tradition suffer from being enslaved by the one in power, the brutes punishing the older, the younger, the women. Undignified the stratus that are not here for the stream towards purity and water needed for all asperities.

 

 

Humanity law, relig-ion releguer. Beleaguer, relic, reel, real

Describe the same, but what are we getting?

Beget

 

 

 

Renounce your homosexuality, you would be killed for your renouncement. As no one is brutishly ignorant, we need some courage, you d be killed savage as an example for the ave age.

 

 

 

Through the teeth you can feel the nerve arouse inside the bone and enamel.

Soul and sanctuary. Need for healthy. How can we do health as long as one to transform mouth not into taste but shut down to a neck that promised you to break. Brake the natural feeling of having two happiness, enjoy oneself while noing others’ and all as wells.

No-ing is a good when they bury the right and duty to prioritize actions over common good- of course the common good is not self service, in fact it is as your participation give you the choice of pick them up if you see your socializing-other than for food- as a necessity.

As for homosexuality issues they are the bigger because people make us believe that it is the only concern they are on religion. These bastards stinky that live on poverty and perverting others into saying I ll betray up to my individual freedom as being an individual, not at the service of the rats that I cannot even vote for, they are hierarchy of monarch too less in courage to show their head, I d cut.

Because right now honey, people look at each other in whispering perfectly that we won’t have anything left, that they continue for their tomorrow, not the tomorrow of their children.

That when one is abandoned the survival instinct is on killing people that made business of it.

But who? Every one? No any record I am sorry. As if they were one, we could start to sieve, not lifes but the companies that have more than purses but the curse over the legion.

Us, we work all for that, what happens, are we king carpat, carpet?

I’ d rather Dracula as at this point of thing, maybe could it be eliminate the one more abusing.

For the ones that cannot sin the debt that privileges have over humanity, at least to leave a corpse rend would come like the prophet.

Prophecy of nothing, don’t sound emulated. People are dying and all get the TV, that finally tells us, here are your daily, as soon as your bread won’t have to be fleshy by the rosy chin of your own fuckery. Faker.

b

 

 

 

To see the light poured like a transcendental stream, but that put you in (an) awe. I don’t do it, well. Will.

w.ill if am not dying from it or my coming to be too short for that, or worse unwilling to do my duty, life is misery.

B

To be pre-tense, say what we think we could before the melody.

Fucking writing, me courageous, not note naught. Scourge.

But at least, one could be accuse of dishonesty if the theories are not outright lies desinvolte, casual, casually, casualties.

 

Mind if it is like in this planet where people provide laws that could appear ok, but for show nothing that if one follows them, I’ d be discartel, dismembered. Ecarteler. Told apart. Tear apart.

The writer should be invite to test it.

Accountability process work only for an account the bank figure and shape.

I am evil, but from your contentement of having this kind of job, one prayer, for the people now deprived from forks or any useful party, is to see the bank play with figures on a large scale.

Why being so nasty. Because you won’t wake up before the tyranny that is so praised indiscreetly as if in the mosque, churches, government, any of our offices, people called upon psychology, to appear happy before the utile savagery. God who takes the time to look at your dandle, will think how come that h is a pork. As a pro of the technology we would have hoped, desperate that we would accept that a pork is the unknowns enemy. Be their sufferance, as the one of the homo that are discriminate, not for your orgies, but for proposing, the last that h put the planet through, stupider. Stew pie. Spire, spider.

Stupid, stew, spied.

B

 

 

 

I wanted to dedicate my work to the woman I love. But the woman I love is behind every sound I am prepared to deal of.

 

 

 

 

To be submitting, sub, as one cannot face its resolution and death.

As in a group or they all pray ducking or embracing their hands, in the only hoping that their false bro will maybe spare them. Not long, you would better inform on history and recurrent pattern. Servitude as final solution as if hitler wanted to be alone to lash Jesus Christ.

Not that I am for jess, I d be alone by now, looking at the crowd and say, I did not know that in my writing was the blood in my plate.

Immaculate.

Accuser.

b

 

 

 

Does the devil whistle?

How kind of prey one has to be to endorse this rubbish of ignoring the birds?

 

 

 

Murderer.

Mort d’horror.

More erer.

Mort error.

 

 

 

This dream of the super heros, to kill the mean as soon as we would exactly be in-formed of what happens.

Knowing everything? To say that one can know the exact circumstances of the chains of acts, would have to realize one’s dream of pure judger to have sold to the devil this begging question, what happened? What was round?

B

 

 

 

The veil worn as it hides, restrains some of your perception. It develops

some others.

It protects from the sun and the sand

Whilst people can be more in chase to potential perception, sense,

vision, prayers, determination, mission. Or be all in out-look for

Potential attacks.

To hide the inhumane injury of having to serve the undeserved.

Or pray without show one’s exaltation.

If it is not for identity or say my people is dying, my thank you won’t come or not religiously plotting an overturn topple, with too similar faces that would be recognized as being with the same philo, exploitation, outrance, outrank, outrage, saturation (unshamely, or yes by the perversion of religion called humiliation fronting humility) out-rage, out-range. Gare = station, beware.

Nage = swimming distance.  Range.

Age.

B

 

 

 

Riches go with security

As the more they want to get rich the more they must hire enough

satisfied staff for protection.

In the hope of the most, that one will have to get people happy with

having to dedicate one’s time to protect one’s other idiosyncrasies.

To keep your staff happy with their jobs and able to protect and enhance

that they are trusted with better working conditions have to be put in

place, that leading to perhaps better social conditions.

The missing element being that people might be able of any type of

unfairness and ruthless for money or for simply the means of living or

surviving.

. on staff and stuff controlling, and the riches to work at one’s personal fetich, without one has to devote one’ sacred time to another whimsical esteem.

B

 

 

 

Gargantuan

Guargantesque.

Guard the giant.

Mind.

Monopoly of the waste stag.

 

 

 

Religion is a place where everyone should stay silent.

When this is not occurring then humans = H tell and ordain themselves as

being god and religion becomes the bearer of sectarianism, the

condoner of totalitarism.

Morals are somethings, else, the intra-intrinsic duties and reason for life to be respected as the only one lesson.

B

 

 

 

Reveal and bring one’s cattle, as human as any other creature as to guard the nature.

Reveal in reproduction or rear of the veal.

But don’t tell me sacrifice, as without the R that brings out liberty and sanity (san, sans, sang- without blood) of life.

R-eveal.

B

 

 

Sacrifice

Cru (raw believed)

Rue, = dangerous, anger. Accrue.

b

 

 

 

Plastic and other poison, into the ground, in the air, will gonna eat them as life of human is with them mad-e busy.

We will have to called the jin, people of fire, to expiate habits without pi(e)ty.

B-US_Y?

b

 

 

Communism can’t work since imposes unto the people.

Imposing what, how and who shall produce and sell.

Thinking that it is possible to know and have found or rather founded!

B

 

 

 

Too much interest in sex hides fear of other situations.

With diverse ways of contention, debates, interests, perspectives,

Territories, concessions…

wanking.

B

 

 

 

Finally feeling good when i have lost my energy.

As i don’t know where i would have put it (fire).

Accompli-shed.

B

 

 

Hip= the fruit of the wild rose.

And their baby.

 

 

 

Like a father, she was ignoring my advances reacting so pushing me towards others’ inspirations and ambitions. She, this man, my man, like my mummy pushing me, keeping me aloof.

Abandoned twice. Am I my own, twin enemy?

As a writer all personal pronoun, love don’t be-long, it last. Forever.

I am a lesbian, a woman for the woman I d die with and for, for her my writing.

Without apologizing but still to have to say, to have to spend this holy time since heel hell is its display. I have to do this as for the first stone, mumu don’t stand the story before them.

Them, stop the laugh, it is compulsory, sory.

A compulsion of hatred that lead you to think that I will accept to be led by men –manhood- that cannot be evaluated enough to take for life, the wife it at random.

Everyone can understand that repartition of family unit was a survival play, but keep down in survival and death dance will outlay.

B

 

 

 

It is a good reaction not to believe in another prophet that the all equal respect.

It prevents you from believing one’s has itself invented every thick.

B

 

 

 

She would stop me when I am flirting with death and not the sword.

N

 

 

The morals writings are about the people’ s attitudes.

But morals as attitudes are not inbelibelable.

Bello, belligerent, libel.

N

 

 

When people speak about community, party, corporation, trade as they spit, crept, script (king, unabolisher baton) den a threat. The society of accumulate and without having to work for it luxury-restablishing a fair proportion and having the people choicing on what count most and best for them, and the object of true study, the object in which they could make love a conceptualize, crystalyse interest endlessly-, the society of slavery.

b

 

 

 

Ariel with my several of the reasons.

Gabriel, you the one, giving to my soul its live, liberty.

How am I gonna to have sold it, hwo could I protect our love and life as a whole without be lost in it?

And if I lose you, what would from becoming the mass murderer the most notable prevent me?

 

 

 

 

Crunching when praying is to appease one’s misery, exhaust, the breathing to him directly.

From my wife, hetero of sickness sadness sadness ugly. Without her and her teaching me that hetero can be alright, we are together, if you now that I, mean, would cut you into and eat your flesh, one by one, one by one, all of you, the soft eunuch, that can’t even forbid others deciding for your pussy. I d eaten you all licking bones and sucking inside for not it to feel again, the weight of one’s dirty.

B

 

 

 

S

She was hetero, but for me my wife, is the paradise, the one I grow for it to take me.

If refuse an ideal becomes more boody that the fear that having to lose a few commodities through fight for liberty.

N

 

 

 

In love, at least a little, it is this little that permit to take long term decision or from them, powerful action, ab solute, tell me why you don’t love me anylonger and if it correspond to the precept with which I love you for and with, I could still be your man, woman that would applied the one you believe in.

Maybe mind you d be ok to let me spurned after the rise of the possible, it would take me ten tomes to speak about the espoir (opposite of despair) that have belonged to the shadow, the forgotten easy, the slave of the economy that would know that ideology would not hold them for ever from terrestrial, see.

 

 

 

The evil exist, but as a master no, only has another occurrence described so in our ken or encompass, master h,e d become to eat us and our sin, and soul is the gourmet, gourmette, bracelet. The crucifix, any talisman.

To realize to which point I am phobic when putting me in a situation of thinking that that could come for me. Maybe not in the light as in the light I would not call for it. But why if I was deciding to go inside a cave and be haunted by the shadow of my remembrances?

B

 

 

 

Soul, solu.

Sold-e

Solo, dissolute. Desolate.

solution

soulagement (relief, relive, the dimension of the more than previously seen)

 

The TV provides us with so many pictures, that we get the impression of having discovered everything.

Beware that the TVs are in fact the vision of desolation of what hu main, has killed, exploited. Not the pictures of what he cared for, attend, respect, and try to give and ensure them the longest live of all, leaf, bail.

You are watching the cemetery thinking that we all goat it.

 

 

 

Ex-ist.

 

Be phobic on the mass, as what if my lack of appreciation, was calling to be slay, sled.

 

 

Remembrance.

Re-membrer.

The dark the torpor, what when the last jugement?

B

 

 

 

Mer-cene ary.

 

Mere

Pere

f

 

 

 

Wanting to kill the demons by jealousy, everyone want more ability.

By, buy?? Ha, ha, ah, how humorous one is.

 

 

Try to assess how much of me could be save.

But if I think too much, that I would send away, be my seve. Sap (meaning enclothed, shrouded, blanded)

 

 

Mer-duress.

 

 

 

The story like at in at a tale where the foundings are not moral even if they wish they would, but lack of means, of skills or mind, or when life is about to become the elogy of destruction more than the path for life celebration.

To have to kill a couple of snake, as my mother could have been bitten by inadvertedly trample, as they were residing near home. But I killed a family, instead of being able to take them on another good and nice, appropriate grounds.

Before knowing how to speak together and make sure that no one kill not the other. I had killed the family with which we would have been supposed to be friend enough to know our private surroundings.

But what choice did the orphean have more than protect the sol-e of her degrees.

B

 

 

 

Asking for pedigrees. Agreed. A greed.

Pedo, incestuous crossing.

 

 

 

If people attended religious place in order to meet, have, being included in a collective, and also to hear classic texts about soul soothing.

But not in any case to caution the practices of the manager of rites, that are exactly like trading, that the civil society is, a race for salaries doubled with an attend at spoiling the true attempt at liberation, as liberation per se would condemn their strategy-tactic.

 

 

Strategy

State egy.

State ego, egg and effigy.

 

 

A writer owes his writing at every sound. The one of its neighbourg, pets, companion, mechanic, electric appareil, roads, music, house cracking, streams, wind {…}.

Parallely, I d like to thank Microsoft as for correcting my word a lot appear to and fro whom I have picked so many enlisting.

It is just my duty of avoiding to hide the plot of plagiarism.

N

 

Freedom is attacked for it is the reflect, mixed and result of the

individual psyche, knowledge and will. And what anyone may well be when

other individuals are still, will be or could be, in danger or in pain. What is

freedom when others, or any are yet suppressed? Is?

Is-is? Osiris, Seth a trip e-labor-ation.

Love has to be protected but what will it become if it has on for trip a limited spread.

.Agony.

B

 

 

 

Ation.

Nation.

 

Symptom, at pompous, pun, pomp, poem, home, none, nome. At ion.

 

 

I don’t have back problems because of my genetics.

I have back problems because of the inappropriateness of my current activities or simply the way people want me to stand, instead of crawling, being on my fours, my nose, its reverence to my earth enabling.

Ena-bling.

Hum-bling.

B

In manipulating our genetics what are the exploiters in rites are gonna to bid? Gone, gone.

Gonad.

B

 

 

 

All my life asking, but when becoming honest facing the absolute of you infinity, only the glimpse of you were worth mine nine and half for you.

As long as my equals all-ow me to woo you and the other being I chose for barrister. Fatua.

B

 

 

 

Chose-hose, pressure and conduct, in a ligny way.

The oasis of the desert, desert from relative, from my being outlaw, out load.

From the prison of locked in-security. That in a spirit time is a second spend on behalf of the realization of what is un-miss-accomplished.

Shed, shed. The acclamation of the crowd forgetting that the ramages (opposing feathers, shelters, what we gossip, foreclose, disclose, envisage without for even seconds sweating for it to appear or disappear according to what we know is good or bad: rob (ravage, damage, salvage, hamage) couldn’t resist a blow from hierarchy. H is not sup, he is blind only.

Sup, erior. Sup error.

 

 

 

Hierarchy. ‘Hier’ in french, means yesterday.

Am not talking about the older when they want but the pieces, but before H my friends, are the ones that will ‘notice’ their not being all-one.

Alone, alone, before the count-age. Coinage, conage.

And after. Don’t ask, think for yourself.

B

 

 

 

If you teach someone that it is only good at some tasks, one day he will arrive with the mastering of those rampant over others, or with the proof, it can also handle a dagger.

B

 

 

 

Lid, like each ideology and dogma, with their cap on morals (giving morale to their troops, saying we will be the nassty) and religion, saying we are peaceful as a minority, trees hiding the forest of whory dishonesty.

Dodge gown.

B

 

 

 

Ordain.

Perdeign.

 

 

It is the beauty, the impregnable, of the nature. Parasitism is devoid of intelligence and will become the cause of laziness. And one cannot expect anything from abandoning the fight for live and thus symbiosing.

For you. Forte.

b

 

Impregnable.

Pregnancy.

 

 

 

 

The human have as a mission to remain the herd of all others animals.

That is to say making sure that everything is settle for every species to live on the best of the environment and our kind of intelligence searching for these environment to be the freest possible from violence. Violence mainly caused by lack of territory and resources by firstly stopping killing other animals for our own selfish use or from our lack of respect for their biospheres.

And like that starting to communicate with other species and begin the travel on all seas.

All seize in Fluidity .

B

 

You will have to teach them something.

Or else, they will likely being taught by the predators of raison.

Raise on.

Raise son.

 

 

People say that a more shared society and egalitarianism society could not work, because they pretend that this society of shark works like a dream. The utopians are them pretending that the in put they imagine are right, almost comprehensive and perfect.

What leagues? A leg of shaming the roots to the offspring, refuse improving, refusing tests and e-labor-ation, refusing life.

A work in-stills, in-stead a deal.

 

 

 

Clans.

Claws.

 

 

 

The ban on noises and mechanisms produce by the body performance.

Tab-boo on the fact that we would have to speak with ourselves, organs and digestion.

Tab-bat.

 

 

 

Performance.

Per-for-romance.

 

 

 

The date, my favorite, is even not the one we met, it is your birthday.

 

 

e-nough.

 

Try of not be frighten by having to concentrate on my work, as I hear you at anytime. As my work is dedicated to you, as I’ ll have to strengthen me through, that you are the aims, end and goal, the nature itself of it. And that thinking of you or trying not to, you are the one that dicts.

N

 

 

 

Out of control, the mind completely dark, or completely blank.

Account on transparency. Grand gang grant bank.

 

 

To have to do the work for capable others without fair exchanges, is a builder of fierce hatred that no unconscious could ever be containing.

 

Do the job in an unintelligent, dirty, slavish, destructor way, for the unconscious it is beyond, it is to the Pandora that they will belong.

B

 

 

Your life without I would have become and still do, a monster as thirsty, thrusts, as bloody for you.

Whether it is of my wife or my husby or my god I talk. Without?

As you are the very manifestation that there is a god for all and an angle, angler, angel for me.

Why angler, because macro soft, hint it.

I’ ll be ridiculous, as my play with word, is to forget that they alone pin, when I write them the sadness inhabiting a body drawing, drowning.

Drawing to have imagined.  As used as yesterday. The past is a grave if the future does not shelter, our life, a slow trespass on desire upon seceding.  Heading, ending.  Rear, rire (laugh). The grinner when the nature has gone, when you in abstentia, the greener is the side of revenging on existential hunting.

Don’t become phobic, nor claustrophobe, exit, you are the one I would not touch, nor dare judging, as without your mark I am the errands. But, on the other, that I don’t know on you, but on the one wanting to be a companion or to raise kids would do, a deriding comment followed by the succeeding attempt to ruin my family. It is the why, my love, they want to have succeeded at least once, and the base of profiteering is the impulse kept on the legacy. They kill, remove, disperse, threaten my family. Each drop I would draw, with a banker mercy.

As waning is life, I won’t commit the sin to think that after my fair vengeance would ruin. She would be the new life, of an energy voracity with for limits the crimes being staunched, eat.

The mere need for eating is the warning of that one day we will have to repay for what the bellies take.

B

 

 

Inside the belly might resonate the all thing that one has seen and now that the body inspects;  or is let known about.

B

 

 

In-noce-scent.

Innocence.

To be with you, and your presence, the aim of existence. Or stop and having to live to meet out subsistence.

To have to do that as the global don’t protect the one to be tow, tow, two.

An experience of tears, experiments of foe.

N

 

 

And maybe your call is simply the way, the feeling, the density, with which I have to resume in integrality my path to you, appeasement of unity, by there redeem, condone the chance of the peace brought by you, my ariel, art eerie.

N

 

 

Territory.

Terror.

N

 

 

 

Love and the pious animal. And prayer towards my salvagery as she is the one as a sensical, essential weapon. Salve as deep as our intimacy. Intimidate. As my violence is none by the flight that defend my nest involve. Viol. Vie all. But if one hurt, it won’t be a thin but complete cleansing.

Animality is an answer to condition in which I cannot play, not think, adore, without endangering.

Animosity is perhaps not in my intraseque nature because I am mummy, and for my children to understand their faults I could endure more than one labor. But just when I imagine that she could be the one, victims to have to ensure life through injure, in me come presto, death call, death row, death ring, and breathing(,) their murmur.

B

 

 

Ad-ore.

Choice, other, sum, ado, vibration, tremens, asense, corresponderence, ero, rod, erod,

Alchemy.

di-amants (lover).

N

 

 

Style, steal, stole, idolatry of insouciance form.

Not insouciance in fact, this is creativity, but forms a crater, critere of such egregery.

 

 

 

As I meet you know I don’t see my death as the necessity of finding, nor despising, but now I am ready, as I know where for ever, will lead. Wild, wide, for to be loved cannot so stop. Death could, me a treasure as nothing stronger than that.

Death could disappear, indeed, res-(em)pire, but view, v-u, into eternity, NO.

 

 

 

I don’t speak anylonger, because it is about dealing and concessions, pull by below, to speak with murderer. Singular as the whole prize is pimps, Piz, a babel tower that won’t hold this miser.

Timid.

N

 

 

Eyes, as mirrors, as they are the receptors the finers, at least in a lot of occasions. As such one can see what is perceived, felt, processed and to it the reaction.

As precious and fine, as a membranous wetty, ordain exactly.

 

 

 

Supplique no but coming from you yes, as the supplice without would not be known as such.

 

 

Ex-ample Move.

 

Acidity of tea, so tasty siping, that make adoring some lighten satiety.

 

 

Ste er

Ste en.

Ter, ten.

Stern.

Cern.

b

 

 

Sexual sensation are not  weaker one, let people felt as if they were fine, accept, approach, and kill it from nearer.

B

 

 

 

 

Religious, league.

Wig-wag

B

 

 

People limited by the own understanding, that is propaganda, and we don’t know what atrocities to prop dismembrance of reason, god-given.

And once This gift violated, the treasure surrendered, and idiosyncrasies are the poos of idiocy.

Idiot. Id yacht. Don’t say jealousy, become I am brave men, but if you treat me like a granted submit, me and my lot your inferring inferior, I ll like and teach tueries (slaughter)

I am good women, I wish to be bloodless, only a stopper on this suck (soc) that unbless. But beware that with that I am endowed, reason, learning, teaching, if my troops are lost, as a capitain, like every one should be, and as your air of superiority had nothing but the pur-pose to disharm, and leave idle, without higher aims, nor means, that my only solution, for me would be final, and for the reciprocity as atrocious as one should be to pretend me jealous for protecting autrui (autre-oui)(otherness).

Of course, you ll be laughing as in our stake holder the all share is contumace (no one, no tell, no see- worse than Mafiosi, they are one family). Would will kill them, alors, then?

Veins they want to buy, as for them is rotten up to their body, that fight one horror, the trespass on god territory. Juvence when stolen from youth of others is the mania trying to postpone the hell that one nour-ish.  The moon for escape, but the law follow, one thing in life to remember, celebrate and learn from, the logic is the flow. If we let today our brother, or any body in disarray, knowing that and how avoid the cartel of letting die rebel the tomorrow for us, is when you d hope that death was the one preaching for you liberty. Freedom, freedom.

B

 

 

 

She says. A plural as my wife, the venerate, is me inside like twin, triplet.

 

 

Deb ate.

Ebb.

 

 

It is not by humour, it is by desperation, but this the habit you kick it out so, artso.

The torture, at least, won’t have the toll of addeden pressure.

 

 

De==I omnipotenti.

Eden, den.

b

 

 

she entered my mind, my very brain, like if a door she manages open.

I cannot know what will come out from it, it has just happened.

But believe me this creek, an added value, and no the one aspen.

n

 

 

people want their priests slim as they entertain a relation to them based on sensuality, sexyness, the one to who could be entrusted, sup posedly.

To be fast a sin, but because they others don’t see into you almighty sex, could it be the main disarray?

B

 

 

People insist on the right to possession, up to wanting other people’s body.

To ordain conduct about practices not affecting n o one else (homosexuality, or simply how I attend myself).

Or in arranging through work or other activities how people will have to use their body and mind in a destructive or robotique, compulsorily mimicating, not for the skills or craft but to ensure that one’s killed when working. The happiness and purity and quest at work would be too high for such society to go with it; too abilitate for preserving one thing, its bribery system. Sy stem.

 

 

If the bread is not enough for the body and spirit to strive, it is not enough for us to produce this only.

Work should be, as long as people would like, an half time production concrete, an half time production abstract. Or something like this.

B

 

A society where every one could produce for other’s healthy life, as much as one produces for him, but without obliging at socialization, as socialization obliged is the first try at conversion.

Me my paradise is after my work – as long as this work is freeing happiness and not misery, is solving problem and not prisoners of freedom, my wanting is to go back to my wife and read for my unique companion. Not that I don’t want to rest with others, it is not that she is enough for me, it is that doing like this is the heaven, and as far as I would have to babble for nothing more than conditional acceptance of the love, endow by universe, the one is cherished and thus my property, all of this would be pain, and pain is not brain, pain is not bread, pain is the threshold of any sanity. Pain and society. Laugh, laugh, why am I writing, these sort of utopia are all but poshcible, but one thing is sure is that in theories this could be the debate on consensuality, and if now a remote interesting work (in the sense that you improve, diversitfy, test, particularize, maintain, participate in a broader or/and finer, more accurate and concentrated area, your skills as well as your function will refine from that) is a total impossible, it is that first there is no law asking for working conditions as a pride and exploration, expension of the human nature, in the sense of defending its beauty, goodness, and to its mother, the nature and space, its harmony and helping thanking, a transfer off cosmic, as when one engage into conversation, one day or another, there is a connection.

A law that would say, we have the obligation of mutual protection, with serenity, and the case where there is sufferance stopped most emergently.

Emergent.

Emergent is not the next power in countries,it is the sufferance from which is built its pretense of riches the slaves are sad and eves of the night mare of a people always nomads that will have from now to stay on their bases. Basis, basis. Go back to them as excentricity won’t calm the folly that threaten, laughin H fragile, further more every day.

B

 

 

I d like to be a good girl, man. But I cannot do. As when it is like that everyone watching you, doing nothing that harass to see how well react, a lamb, a sacrifice, the spit on their accent. Axe scent.

And if I start being virtuous, the last to they d ask is to abandon my wife or husby, and the day they (the boss or enemy) do that. I d become satan, at least I d ask for it.

B

 

 

This prophecies, instinct, intuition, superstition, all so true or in the path of,  pathe, buy but no so exigent in the precision detailed.

N

 

 

 

Our integral physicality was so endanger, that coming together was almost insanity. Not to say that we were mad nor foolish, but sign our destruction, not before god, before the satanee.

At the appreciation that our last moment had come, or the first of the one of torture and misery, our bodies are not prison, of you, of you, I beg, she would enter me, I am her shed, the head of here, hear, of herd,  I am her everything let me cry for it, as just after, a split second, off it, we would leave the skin, to the kin, the skies reunify. if something happened I would all cursed, and in me the only felt, to crush through underground the destroy-ed- the head of the sultans, on by one commencing by the top.

Who would like the mountain, as already, our sins make us too much crumble. But one more thing, a certitude this one, the mountain is here and won’t service H souls as they have the impression from their unknown body, social satisfaction, this story is laughable, plenty of wit, let’s admit, let’s admit. Let’s add the dimension of celebrity and the god in the sky would become pale from it??

When celeb, the only moment people  you don’t have comment on your identity, it is when you are in the highest storey of an empty scrapper.

Our gabble are jealous, one don’t want the power, they want facilities.

The power is an art too mortal, my friend, for any to get it.

The power is spiritual, but the bigger spirit has itself a shame, don’t get the essence, don’t meet the almighty.

The one day we will, this mountain, fraternity, will show that dust should have called our envy.

B

 

 

 

Body is amusing, the other month one has to eat bread, and cereal only diet to spare money required.

And it was a good month, each plate the money make it softly ringing.

This month one can resume a varied diet, veg cure, that purify and drain.

And it is only now that I can appraise. Ap (after or void in french). How heavy, stony was last time. If I could I d vomit it, vomit eat.

Don’t think that aids or porcine fuel, flu is the big pest. As Don’t think that aids or porcine fuel, flu is the big pest. As when will come the time where only carbohydrates will be available, without the veg to water the cells, the cancer my friend, doubled that in the food, it is not how it is kept, it is like it is grow that is the poisoning.

 

Am I not clear, babes?

b

 

 

 

To do at one’s utmost, but each time one thinks, that is gonna be my true utmost. Tomorrow, my sorrow, if yesterday command, the degree to which I’ ll have to do intervenance, intervention. Veins hence, one order celebration of life, but keeping the stone, that would have been thrown like a cadaver obtruding the sea.

It is the why one has to look after everything, because what have forgotten the modernity and post modernity, is that they are post-medieval, antics, classics, and prehistory, any of the contemporary (a life, alive?).

The archaic highness, had found the most important of all treasuries. A soul in every, a life in the remand, our true common due to it.

B

 

 

 

Understandable why some like tradition, doing nothing all day, but looking after two or three pussies cats the modern way.

Looking after them talking, pressurizing with the coutumes. A piece of laugh, though the pro-blame is dangerous.

 

 

 

Lesbian.

Lezi.

If my wife agrees as long as like everyone I have to grow potatoes the true opportunities.

Afraid of the women, treated as different, the cross gender they called, woman out of army.

b

I praise you, no more debate, my love, my heart, they are no more subject.

Subj-ect…

 

 

 

If God does sign, sing. They are not sign of GOD, they are the signs one as everyone of us, has manage to perceive. The odd.

 

To endure satan, and fight what it brings temporarily on earth, one has to welcome more of the light god, if not one will fail. Leaf.

B

 

 

 

The vegetable, the water able to drain your nerves from their sacking shaking the tensions they need to get rid of, and measure them, mind conservation, as well.

B

 

 

Residing.

Res hiding.

On side and receding.

Secede.

b

 

 

Holy writings are provided with auto cleansing.

Death to the charia, dow n the inquisition.

B

 

 

To fell, t o tale, tail, te all, theo, that the cord is on my neck. And have to walk, to do the living including hole breathing. Not because of the threat on the love I res-pect. Because my love leaves it to me to self the sentiment that she does not grant up to it, infiny.

Because, more than maybe, is she gone not by mystery, solely she does not deem that for it am necessary. My hell, perhaps, perpass, my salvagery, pretentious malaise.

Mal (ill)aise(ease).

B

 

 

Just to furnish an example on how the students now are taught one art, the throwing chair, tables, before throwing people.

In UK’s classroom.

b

 

Atcha.

At chase.

B

 

 

It is not that you ain’t

Is that you cain’t

Quaint.

B

 

 

 

Homo, sick.

Frame, far, farme from you.

But this pathos, my tender honey, would bring on earth, the mortal disease, of having to finish a race that prevents its members from the love for which they stand.

B

 

 

 

Because when I inspect the positive, I can say yes I am this, but it is only when I recognize what my life is, that I  can surely lay down, but what without this mummy, would I have done?

Oh, yeah.

I am delicate, it is why my wife could may abode, abandoned herself to me, the paradise in sum, but without my master, would  I have not become harder than necessity, a fucked horror, in one word, a non-self-assessing macho, a self pity coward, a puta Mafiosi.

Necessity, survive and doing that survival in all could become better. The rest for family, or becoming idiot, don’t count on manipulation the genetics is the produce of self-history.

B

 

 

 

Ok, we keep calm, we eat, we will die, and it’s filed.

Oh, mon amou-r

Ame = soul in French, amen.                       Soul = exhilarated, stoned in French.

Ame, am You are. You’r

, am I supposed to find you? On the moon, maybe in, to have to be buried, what’s life without you? A project for sects.

In-sects, in-cest.

B

 

 

 

Maybe you are treated as a servant (servable, helpful, survivable, viable, like they would smile or appear serious very suddenly), you are a devotee, people before your faith, and the strength to which conduct your believes, have them blame.

But it is because, due to your work, that killing for you, would be without mercy.

No acrimony, we could become dangerous, unnecessarily.

 

 

Noa crim.ony.

N

 

 

Extase.

Exterior of toi (as)

 

 

SA

AS

B

 

 

Ma de mois elle.

Mad de moi zele.

Mat, as, mast, de mois en mois = month. Elle. She, is a monstre.

 

 

No speaking, as even if it is a wise word, it would be this good that they would take as not dignify of observing.

Caste out are not guilty, they are not backwards, or cowards, or afraid. They just know up to what vice is going.

B

 

 

Dign, dine?

At god banket.

But if one diner is not at the feast when this one is human, then the all party is no more than mess. Understatement your meal.

B

 

 

 

We could liberate the day one are in love enough with what we know of liberty, to allow the exchange but in defending it, and one’s neighbour, oneself, to be abused or either abusing.

I open the libraries, but if books and silences are not respected, it is with a shoot gun that’ ll be re-conducted, show-in-out, bother.

N

 

 

I was always saying but, but with you, it is gone, there is no gene (bother) home.

No one closer, not in biology, our souls are the reins, thank you very much for this.

Perhaps, it is problem within family to think one is linked by the proxy only.

Whit-in

B

 

 

To write about our love could have been obscene as the love we build was target of their hate.

Hated, their object, of intensity, as how could one prosper in this atmosphere in which (witch) one  on rule is insincere.

But now I can do as you are here, entirely came, if not in my own, I know who could be mine, the one I dreamt of, the version of my mind, not the definite, the ingredient of seethe.

N

 

 

It is why these one for you, I don’t blog it, as my love what it owe you, is a certain living.

Ascertain.

A certain. Ain’t hen. Nor eggs, what then?

Insert into me the grains of our revolt, if I like revolution, for you only the pace of a regular, killing the harassment.

Reg.

Ger. (homonym with war and admin )

N

 

 

People bribe their children on homosexuality and for it or they beat them up or they bring sexual satisfaction of nearest proximity.

Pedo.

B

 

 

Words and marionettes.

Mari-honest,

But I won’t say it for sure.

To know is to keep on looking into,

As the wizdom escapes

Landscape. Game of the in-finity.

 

N

 

 

Ame,( soul)

Why soul it is so near from sold, and from the typing slide so many times.

[[I am shacking, I am shackling.]]

I swear that most of the time I type sould instead of leaving it in its mould original.

Orgies.

Pardon me.

B

 

 

The fault in typing indication of links, the bridge between thinking and its occurences’oddity. Audit. Audit.

B

 

 

 

Using to think that love was about giving everything.

But it is not enough, they were going I understand why here.

You have to do and give everything but beyond that, as your half itself won’t come and cuddle, the reward to your s-mile.  Sourire (under laugh).

n

 

 

my duties as a suitor, as the one who loves her, to let her go, or to go when asked.

In hell? If you are my female, don’t comply to the pursuance of earthly? Moneist.

That would like love to be or locked or banished.

N

 

 

The common people doing as if they were not extremists are their phobiosophie, is to fuck everything that would at long term care. Off, as much as, decimating the whole atmosphere, saying easy coming.

Let’s say I am dido, but if Ulysses goes I ll kill him not Penelope.

B

 

 

She wanted me to promise that if I start courting it was not to stop. I implore that she let me do that.

Or else? Cheating, go in a bar something? no, like with jane, direct under river.

And one day, no choice, no longer, to go into the forest and wait for the crack up of all torpor.

Por tor (bending, wrenching). Sorry the beast rappel (apple).

N

 

 

I use to have inspiration but now you are here recitation only by heart my poetry.

n

 

 

heart

ea (look at the shape of it)

ob lige.

Obscene.

Leg, league, ligere (tied)

 

 

I found hatred thanks to my other part, the same part, indeed, but without no complete-etude.

No grace, the terminator ready.

Don’t think of any war, this one your party, it is not hatred, is selfish interest, uncapable of love.

This one is when after our scholar gave, emitting conclusion, no one will sketch one move to relief the more than tension, the morbid manif.

The one I am talking about, is the one that would bring you thinking you are victim of more than your sin.

Nis-(recant) doing again, can’t if morality.

Nb

 

 

One cannot say fuck you to this gap of hole.

B

 

 

To my hear she was the crowd acclaiming, as grown from her arguments my comprehension was willing to take sentiment.

Sentinel.

Empathy, emphases.

Phrases that would have blinded me of anger now is releaving as she is the heraldry.

N

 

Releaving, releasing, reliving.

N

 

 

 

I trust her completely, my doubt did not occur through that, just that far from me, my life was slow and lost, a fire on both side, a death premature. Mature.

B

 

 

Mature, math.

Native, N-ature.

 

 

 

I won’t meet you any longer, you see know I attack,

As our path is the same strand and led to you, and led to me. And without I am finish, line of history.

And if it is like this, is that my only is you, the rest an illusion, or instant weakery.

I have only you, the paradise is there. And here.

A second on this pasturage, is the long time forteress, to gain ability and strength and reconquier.

N

 

 

I ll stop tracking you, what you conspire and me noted for our happiness better. As the rule of love, when bowing to liberty, is that its rumor constantly increasing.

Bore.

And would not be lost as when I do without hear what you would do, anyhow your presence in mine responding, will dance with you.

And the next time, question, I ll ask you, surer, sure, er (homonyme of hour). And love recompensing the having of go off, before the bomb first blast. On my protecting you. I could do better, pardon.

Pardon necessary has to die there is a reason, my limit at hit that.

N

 

 

 

 

To have only you, my choice and destiny.

I am reconciliated with the past story, you are my choice, the logic suite, the stricking blow, the one I had so much worked hard even delusory.

N

 

You are my miracle, my everyday oracle.

Orace and its idole, show blushing when you talk

And me your knight, vilainity would stalk.

B

 

 

his finger I used to see, like if it was nothing, whereas it was cut. Now 30 years later, miss at my hand.

Flirty, flirty will estrange. Love a purity, sufferance the sign that shall be summoned arms and chivalry.

Dirty, dirty, the royal pleasure that peoples steal saying we respect each other for the genocides that we obtain through wanting to be the first of the cah cash chaines.

My computer whisper, indicate the slip of my hand, or my spelling to give me other horizons, oraisons.

More than animist, je suis (I am and follow or continue on)

Suis-su (be and knew) an ordi (computerization, ordi-nation).

B

 

 

You will think I could cull live my life as a devotee, help, help, twice as much and I could live, spare, sparingly.

Don’t do that my love, they would kill you at the end, or me that you shamed, would have lost more than life, live. Evil

 

 

 

Speak, spike, s pitch, peach.

 

 

Tom y wife it is not a question of promising faith and loyalty, without them am not any more a husby. Without being hers-beginners, I would die immediately.

 

Betray cannot be believed, they are not the acts that is done in marriage, not in the one where people said yes willingly.

She is so sure I am forgetting, but without her, memories the forbidding.

 

 

Spiritual sentences, centenaries, spiritual ritual, divine in us divinatory.

Am not saying tory, or toy, am saying without moral and life respecting, it is like death to god.

Evil legitimacy, on us, vampires, would explain for real, why there is one, an hint, a heat, heading, chasing territory, landing, screwed, drove in, nailed up, gothic pleasurable. Where will be going life without value?

V-am

 

 

We could work for creating hatred and have the money.

We would have to work with it, but to the condemned.

Not condoning injustice but punish the disdain.

Vantardise in the form of letting others below the ladder of oppressed worms though in the ascending.

The ladder to the tower that is at its apex, summit of crumbling.

It is true am afraid H figure insane, at the beginning, I believe in fair nature, as if not it is history, your next voyage that would straight up your devation of law. Lower, lower.

But if we don’t do nothing

 

 

The little one could learn a language, it would be the 4ht one at this rate he could know The ones of babel. Thus  the ones wanting our skins might not spot him.

B

 

 

Become as a shawl, do, not a shadow for them, the oppressing, the one that are laughing. As since the human want its alter to be sacrificed, the one alter will serve is another country, the countryside.

Put aside by all the means at disposable, the land as if they were cheaper than the food bought into poison. Try and respect a lot, and competition will put down your care and quest to min-able destruction.

They laugh so even if one tries to res-tablish, a pace, no cares, the rest of all on which, she is not their general, but the one of the faune, as the logic of human destruction is that even if we commit the mistake of (hatred, alter) them, other species will bleed, whose blood is dried as me.

And like a general chosen by are, the necessity to be, I bow before them, birds, mammals, ants, mollusques, arachnoids.

This is not a rank, it is because simply humans are not performant to at once get it.

Of its fate, since they reject destiny, their denial of math, is preferment of what they therefore have to become, a forgotten peepelt poked by their pipeline.

B

 

 

You are obedience to my destiny, the bow to one’s loom and live.

You are the echo to any of me and of what I already belonged to, abode, abominable, above all for my future the what.

Adobe.

N

 

 

Perdu.

Perdure.

F

 

 

Mankind or manking?

A joke.

j-(o)ust a joke.

Kkk

B

 

 

To have many children was a technique of survival, due to the fear of death and the tremendous  wourk to furnish towards food and accommodation.

But it was also a way of trafficking, thus constituting groups of people involve in the same business, with the same codes, the same ‘philosophy’, point of views, or biased or attitude of exploitation towards themselves and towards other families. Above all a common purse, without the agreement of others a one that could not touch to the string anylonger.

Birth rate, Family trafficking.

N

 

 

 

Relation

Real lactation.

 

 

 

I am not for you, I am only of and to.

You are not for me, you are only.

N

 

 

Clitorisdian orgasm, maybe more than the others, or more often, the final coming instead, tad, of being forward/ backward, might well be ondulation, rubbing, shacking and a more literary play (please-her) with legs and basin  (base-)in, than with the muscles of the rear move, but more about taking tense-ion.

-Snake? Toad.

B

 

 

Tense/sense

Reproduction erects army.

My love for you, to honor life and their beholders the only way. If not, murdery.

B

 

 

Tort-culture

tortulture

b

 

 

To want to get rid of disable people, in speaking or whatever particularism, or whatever means,

but supper

 

 

To jealous every one of whom you could have been seduced by.

But stay inside oneself as these in-terminable plays are one of desrimination and display.

Love is infinite but better not gaming with arithmetique, as if not death would stop it. And not death reincarnarnate, seeking the one known, but the one that would say, it was not love honey ((own)-m-oney) but possession.

Nb

 

 

Difference between being  ‘developed’ and ‘evoluate’.

B

 

 

To be restrained by images of failures. The idea that I could adore a monster instead of my lover, the typical horror film.

  1. With you, I would do anything, included encounter a monster.
  2. I would have to encounter monster in order to practice prevention
  3. Our soul is one, and most welcome to eat my being greedy, unsatisfactory, I am waiting to be pure, and expect some transformation, in order to ensure, nice and clean reconstitution. Reconstitution of the parts that are like with Osiris, show now on the route of love celebration.
  4. To get life on rule.

N

 

 

 

Immensi-ty

Emanci-pation

N

 

 

 

The unfair situations that alone I would not fight, maybe by convenience, lack of energy, promiscuity, simple ignorance, perhaps too much willing half-empty Esperance, hope for gradualism, feeling empty one hope for gradualism, feeling empty one self. Well since you, not well before it seems, I raise automatically, hungry for revenge. Because these people, politically mocking (ad hock), would invent for me up to intrinsic dishonour. Yes, for you I would not accept that for them there would be words to sack my only hope, to say to you ‘je t’aime’ (ps: I love you}.

It should be post scriptum, because after the words, there is life, the one that they politically try to dispossess from me. It is politics? I don’t think so, angel. So what could it be? A mirage, a magi, none of them. It is the worst of all of their emblems. The so-called politics that ruins life after life, we know the music, hitler explained all that. And why this melody deep into us head? Because philosophy is not anyhow the love of the wisdom, it is the boredom of castrated souris (mice).

Nb

 

 

 

They know I am faithful and that create somewhere the force of resisting absolutely any whatever wars.

These people like intervening in the dream and heaven of simple people in love or in the scene of the philanthropy- trophy, atrophy.

Since you are my only though or the one that govern all the meaning of them. Won’t answer, won’t anger, all my enemy touching you would know horror.

They cull, cool, keel me, but whatever love is somewhere and knows its master.

 

At least it proves that none of my gesture would become dissociated from their departure.

Whatever the scheme, whatever the hardness, whatever beauty or no. all what I want, all what I think about, all what I will fight, and for you found and seek and seem with my tow binocular. One of, for you, the same me, will erase each blame that would condemn me for the love sacrosanct, sacrosaint that spouse would deserve as long as they are not marry to the money, comfort their children, in imbecility.

Nb

 

 

 

Cannot be imi-tatted as the work is the product of not a technique but you sepulture, sep or sap, of you divinity, of you the wife I have lost going in the army, to redeem the kingdom.

Nb

I use to claim, my horse, my saber, my gun. If I had told that you were the aim of my finity, they could have killed me or you, my mare, the sole reminder that I shall keep honor, because without my horse, my species is at loss. And it is already so greatly the case, that for me my mare is my mum more than she had been for me. Not than my mum was at all mean and meuhh, but as for the war you’ve got to serve monsieur (mysire, messiah). Meuh, mhey, mwhey, they insult the true ones that more than help but did the dirty work, acknowledging only by whispering and mind that else it should be. But let’s talk about else where and think when the cows will say to you, you locked me, milk me in sort that my tits fell to grounds. At proximatively 13 you killed me with me knowing that your joke was all reality.

Nb

 

 

 

Yes, it is good, but it won’t save me from boredom

Or from the feeling of falling the infinity of my weak and weaker nature.

Np

 

 

Do in half, make mistake, or just fantasy, and when one comes back to rewrite it a give a sparkle life, that’s called poetry.

The may magi themselves in front of extraordinary are bound to spell their shacking voice before so unthought voice of mystery. The same mystery in jesus or mary, the same when people find out that god has been in one, in the whole family.

N

 

 

Respecting poverty and people with true need, and as well understanding why the all population is so traumatized that they don’t reckon that understand that and try to understand in the view of redeeming is the most luxurious gift that one should bear and give.

N

 

 

 

You know I loved a few months ago, thank you I had loved a few before her. Thank you, thanks god, they lobe, love me this little bit, that for me was permit to stop in believing in a deadly ghost like you. Who did you love, this philosopher, playwright, politician, poet? And que vas tu faire maintenant qu’il est mort? Are you gonna like me spend your time praying that he will answer?

He won’t answer. Maybe it is better now that life, like the lamb that Isaac won’t sacrifice. But would have not been moral that in this story, if isa was not obeying his demon, he would have said ‘take me’

As demon are not respected either, they are phenomenon, condcuction to high or grandor. But after these ones what else to see, this no demon will have this anxiety.angst.

Angst like in B

Et quete.

Mmh, mh, I don’t think you can think of the intensity that arrive in your male once he has read than more than her mouse, hair muse, half of the itime I ll be your transcript. Do not imagine me cuddling you hours taking thus the toll of your accepting and just making right your body that I would be so adoring that healing is made, and made only from that.

No, you don’t have to imagine, you are already the patron of my art, whatever small and clumsty.

I am a pork sister, et it is thinking of that, that I am relieved of not having to face the disgust that would reject me for ever and ever out of my paradis.

 

 

As for the latest of the women I loved, she has been great for me but whatever I’ d say, we played a melody forbidden to be played. It is at work and work is a prison, the prison the most effective as one can warn the all population. Don’t love, don’t love, won’t suit your responsibilities. Don’t respect, don’t respect, it is so badly you will be punish. I beg you, you are an independent, but though your credentials, if they deicide, decide to put you on a law rank, they will destroy you by madeness, by put-up, by lies, by following the rules that perverted to the core, to the pip, they might.

Look this year, it is done I am more than on a dole, they see me as a beast, as the black dark demon.

I follow , foo, fool, of my pro ethics, the one I had to read to pass my matrices, maitrise = masterize, midrise, traitrise,

Deny me, if you don’t do that for you, do it for me, as if I am not famous, notorious I am. I am like a goat, I try to ambulance, please don’t try to protect us, me, or you even, it is not a balance, ti is it is a scale and the one hwho weighs, I don’t think that you would choose them as your contromaitre, contro = versus, counter, shadow, vice ( foreman).

 

I will do like that, don’t say it is lack of courage, no my lover, it is abilities. You heard me vociferating, it was the matters-end of years of things like that (not so many years, if you want explanation is in my papers-do go it’s fro for you this site, and also in case they when I die, I d like them to be available in the web, it I s my way of asking, I cannot ask better, but it has its vital importance, is that you are the best, I fnot the one I can entrust.

I might die soon, I always wanted to go in Africa. Maybe I would not as this situation is so morbid that I have doubt about my survival there but here to be blunty.

 

I knew I had to do something with the messiah, as a messiah is this one that people can be linked to.

But missaya. Or not I am looking for my savoir, savior, and it is you.

I know it sounds insane, but don’t worry for that, it is just love I try to desbribe bad,

Describe.

 

Before these situations and conditions changing I admit that for on no one even not the one for 17 past years, my love, my void, was expecting, but Africa now if it won’t go, never out of my duties, as being the poorest, no the more ravaged by the whole company. If I go I ll tell you how much I am a coward that will wait to die, to forget the life, one does not provide, you can hear it is so sad, I am still wanting mummy.

If I die alone, it will be all better, as id could treat with dishonor this vampires killers that would put into danger my sole family. My wife, my wife,            the one I miss dearly. Till death, thill, fill, thrill death, as I believe that if I was doing everything fine, everything very fine, no one could come btw her and me. The sky of for reunion, the forest for fiancialles = run, ruin, reunion, wherever you’ d go, ill be happy teddy, lassy,

 ‘the shadow of your hand, the shadow of your dog’ but I am presumably ‘this man dead from not having been able to meet and keep you, to follow your line like one will with his due way’ Jaques Brel, Belgium singer.

 

 

 

 

Write cock with smallest hen

I should have defend him, I did but far too late, as people when they build up resolution, find themselves as being like machine whose clog w-ill do a w-heel.

As long as repeated idiocy won’t halt to a standstill. Mort. Troma. Trump.

 

 

 

Your mother is concerned, your father is concerned.

Con-cern. Surrendered.

They know for which values we came across with this.

For love sack, only one ceremony, now, the silence is goldy.

And no one has the wisdom for its alchemy.

 

 

 

Please god I have to write.

That next time you could look at you like if I did not know.

Because I don’t know what is all this traffic about.

You are right in my center. That its doux sounds that I can last for ever, mais bon, last time, my mistake fifteen years last.

I am resuscitated, but not from this year, last year I met women that tamed me into admitting that I should find happiness, the one I can find in my wife only, not the sadness that a ghost betrayd, not in your not knowing, but you know I am heavy. Since you resemble I will hope you shall get how think, thick I might be and push me to contradictory, the day you think renounce. Not the day before and an agneau, an agenda, has days, every of which different and insatiate could be.

Tell me I am our partance (partner, partake, share, departure as an entrance), tell me before demence. Nothing you have to fear for you, but please show compassion do this one for me.

Nothing , writ, write nothing on you site too obvious, as you are telephone, by the whole establishment of this little society.

Your any letter I would understand, the problem more would get it without a stand in the final banquet.

Don’t write obvious, but please write to me, as without your words, it is decay, torture, and death, I will and I have got from perennial-ity.

Would I comprehend?

 

 

Fous-et a lier le deviendront

Mad and to be tied.

Droit-roi.

 

Ame name.

Charia, chair, share?

 

My book a cadaver reflecting the dynamism of what our philosophies and practices are.

You wanted me as your servant; idle is your day, idol a servant will have.

You will count on my being as object as your dependence on your community is.

But one day, the reason even if one pretend to see things different, will be as basis, I am a servant, not for the time of clearing focusing, but the regular basis, and you from having done nothing, will die in my hand, if I had been a good man, and that the devil all of us did not come for you and me beforehands.

B

 

 

Even without speaking about god’s law people don’t follow the rules of human decency.

B

 

 

You have sometimes a face and a figure, so alike with the one of an emerveillee = marvelled, marvelling, stricken, stroked, deepest feeling, nerves and cavity, the maze of the body that grow and get ready, mystified children, that my fear of you being abused, send my state of mind as far as wanting to sweep this planet from these people, us individuals, abusing, abusing.

But you are a woman that gave me to believe and strength enough to hold the pardon and the gift of seeing what you endow me with sometimes in distant corner I am able to decree you are as so as us, the desire of love, without anything mean, the desire for others that this planet subsists but not in dishonour of having for chief the only financial appetite that is so voracious, that your children won’t last.

Homo, homo, and the right to say, you poor hetero, have love for disarray of pretending with one weapons asserting all day that homo are Sodom. I don’t want a brother who tells me who marry for finally despise my husby. I don’t want a mother tell me who I am as if I were no more than a toy removable, remoted. It is the first sign of a society that desire robots for their own design, like the pharaoh to stay only with oneself hoping for the all slave to die, as they could ask for their part of what has been build. But since this society is so poor in means of intellectuality and wisdom and right envy. That we are so primitive that we are led by whom? Whatever at the presidency, or at the bakery, led by rancour, led by insolent, the more you behave as prostitute looking for harm in the doing, you will hold firmly as long as you concede the a propos bribery. Which is the money but not uniquely, which is the non work or doing it stupidly before we could find, or being found in fact by a humane way that would revolutionize the all countries, and the way we would not die. Dye.

B

 

 

Free, free, free. You won’t read these words. Or if you do where will you be>/?  Atrocious parade, how to protect you, I am already dame, d’amen, damned,

 

 

 

There you have the night of misery, the street empty of warm for eloc-trunkated artist.

The day, has its chimera, that ring incessantly, but to welcome worlds and look after them in order to live in true peace not grieve, or brief toad toward morning, here need of a pay(s).

 

 

 

Weel, will

And we came to think that it is a lot about that the will and consent of the people to be governed by and like miscreant.

 

 

 

I wilier, write, and write , and write, and you won’t answer, and one moment you won’t pardon yourself to what you have done. But it will be when our soul will be adult, and when this salute? One life if enough, for us it will be because life without is a true folly.

As for you don’t judge someone lied, like me, if I love you sexually is that your skin, your skin so tasty, the wet, the water of my J. j. your clito in my head, and your vagina, will be the oasis I don’t belong to. Trepas. == gone, late, dead in italiano or id ont’ know what.

Sh

 

 

 

I ll do something I ll allow type mistake, and review it later, in these play and games, different

Cu

Circumstances could be birth for no poetry, but for witchcraft yes.

sh

 

I shall blame you though as I know now for us, for sure, that we embarked to hell.

What misery would you like to prepare me with, after to love you, I d prefer stop there, but how could I do? I ll be in hell cos for me in you, in our the infinite to which I can’t rebel.

B

 

 

We may be in hell, but in hell we will be two. It is not hell therefore; it is my hatred for these people of dead. I won’t do that for them. Not because I am mean, because my only strength is to count on your puss. Puss like the one who is crying for the sake of speaking to the humans that don’t know or when they know, they would kill him for that.

I will go there, be sure, that for you, whose name I cannot spell nor endure.

Hell is so far as I just know you, but the day we will, as we will, too may, too many coincidence for us Carthage, carthegian, for us carthei, cathe, carthesian, to prize – opulence, prise = prendre, comprehend or size. Seize, reprisal.

I think that it is from witchcraft (with craft) that jujuhuman fibble. A proof is that they don’t like skills, they don’t like you in fact, who would be generous, it reads on your eyes.

Thy they would keill you, as in your smile, the distant one that expect its candour, the one they will steal, the only Bonheur (goodhour) the one I see you, mind I prepare my whole life for that. Mind I prepare my whole life for you.

Ca ira, we will nick the bourgeois. But in which terms? We risk the fireworks, the joybonefire.

I read hardy, the only literature in this 2 years for my diploma. I know nothing I swear but the return of the native, is that is it is so grim, could you tell me if you were not feeling that, in order or in intensity. I cannot go to precisely, I never cry or when I do it is to have my intimate celebration of dear dead people connection, but for what explained above, my heart no artery, waterworks who flood and for long will beg its own D?

 

They will mock you, they will destroid your career, please, plaice, do not, doughnut, donor, do nuts, do not do, say that you could do later, for one and one reason and the better, it is, it has nothing to do with these vipers.

Sh

 

 

In-finite. And refinery, perfection via only the fact that somebody can start understanding a pattern, a stability building capability growing.

 

Infinite. Presuppose an out, a chase, when fine is ready.

Infinite is you the one I desire as in as I would have to gleely, gladly follow about.

Gel, ge, gage, legally is not the work, word, as if without that, it is in hell that I would go, and this time without you and no hope of reedom or practically speaking strength enough for that.

You see nothing is without logic, since I am 21, I have got this tattoo, my belly is adorn, with a phy sum, symbol of the wismom, I did and don’t possess but maybe call for that. Mayve, may eve, may be, I am extinguished before marrying you, you, you. The only one I got cryptic and Goth, gosh I avow, the next time I saw you you suddenly became my boss, and women I loved I had, but a boss pas du tout.

N

 

 

 

 

The controversial of the tyranny is not in the thinking, the intelligence, the up-to-the-point of the argument; it is if one is allowed to voice it.

b

 

 

‘What might we lose?’

B

 

 

Is my man.

Is my mind.

Wo mind.

 

 

 

On learning, yearling, learning dictionary.

To love dying, as one might want to have his sould grown, soul, sold, sued, rebounder, resounded, solder, odder and offer. Older faster, but by this very purpose, the stagnation recedes. Full with remorses and feed penitence and not providence is due to the dying. Enough, enough, of the ill-founded sacrifices, to ask for sacrifices, the sacrifices will slit their wrists but not wiser, only the waster.  I ve lost my soul, my country, my soul, my sadness, my matrice, my soul, my mistress, my soul, my parish, my soul, my masteries, my masteries, my soul, my miseries, my miseries, my soul, my dysentery, my dysentery, my soul, my dies, my dies, my soul, my disputers, my disputers, my soul, my masteress, my soul, my soul, in each I am lose.

Aphasia, aphasia, my soul. Empathy,empathic, my soul, theological, theo-logic, my soul, mes (my, mess) theories, mes theories, mo name, mon ame =my soul,  my vie, my vie, mo name, my soul, my ame, aim.

My greenness, my greenness, my soul.

Soul. Soul, saoul, (exhilaration, be full of a parfum) entetant. Beheading perfume.  Par fumes.

The hours’ coming of the bilan, The hours’ coming of the bilan, The hours’ coming of the bilan, The hours’ coming of the bilan, The hours’ coming of the bilan, my home, my soul, Mosul.

Bilan, bill. Compte-rendue. Overalls spendings. Pending.

B

Would you like a conclusion?

No? they’ d rather hope it so.

Together, we could build the palace that has been undertaken before, the seven marvels, mistress, where, whee, we, were not from human only. How do you think so fragile fools, that one could be permitted have in is tiny wetly, spongeous box, so many mysteries. You just think inside the box. Fair enough, for one to be straightening when they begin to believe that they are the mysteries. They have nothing to say when problems come up unsolved, nothing to say but, argue and I will finish you.

Whence straighten is also to become a more modest mode. Finish with saying oh God, give me and I ll repeat your name till I don’t fill up of shame.

Terminated, the choir. Rio, de januero, janus, has been overlooked once more, and his other pretty face, will show you these different mistresses, lovers-he, and their blemish masteries. The plural of this last word will see us without swords, and the word so despised will take the forms that have been buried for them by and through human totem. Totem is alive, what do you think is your mouth? A piece of shit, a holy meat, a facilitator to tromp and torpe, and trope and trunk and trump.

And what about reflexes, the one that indicates weaknesses, the one taking your noise in the miss of your conceptions, the one that you are sure, almost for them made of, these signs are more, thay are the plurals of your opportunities to understand your life, mine and the one of your wives. Eves.

We had plural because god knows how and well, much so deep I could I would have dip. Pid. O, no. pid, open, opine, pod, dupe, dope, pied, pide, insipidus, prep purse porous purpose, no but dip yes.

PINE.

b

 

 

 

 

Blue

Blew.

CHAPTER II:

 

 

 

 

 

 

Listen, you will excuse my tone, this is me; it is why I took as a moral habit not to hide it. When I am in transe I am taking th e game for granted. Nay to, not you, not anyone for granted, just the game, it is like that, the science has ‘to let be infused’.

Do not think that none of my word is predications, pre-per-dickcat, preydick, perdi, predictions. The predicate is you thank you for this help – pleh, play. Even if it is in every truth that my love is at, for, in, by, through, across, in-between, in front, facing, in turn, onto, sliding, torpor, I ve lost. Everything, you U

For the pictures, they are the only ones that I ve got of my famille, did id not planned it, my camera the same year I understood I have to raise the problem of exploitationary incest-nothing big, the same cinema in very family, we are from the same system, don’t we? Intercede intestine intersected inter-intra scene incise incline.

I am out of there, could not take it no more, yeti am constant in touch with myma.

Let me cover you with word, ord. Her.

 

 

 

Mon amour,

Do you want me to call you mon maour? Ame-our.

Finally, I have pity for the people who did not get that love was this, but pity not, they may rather the solidity o f a rough upon one’s head, me in the bombardment, the bricks might be dodgier all of a sudden. Sud-den, (south end).

South and north end. Sous-den (underworld)

My dream before you as a mistress was to be the mistress of the words, I intimatedly intimately that we are in.

You are the butcher, hammer, surgeon, MECHANICER.  Of the sentences, it will do.

 

They don’t want of homosexuality , they fear a bad husband or the whores of the communities.

Fed up with obeying the whores’ institutions. Pro of in stitutions.

 

 

Please, please, please, don’t think that they gave you freedom. They might leave you speak and choose every single-tone. But they are jealous, look one sec at your position, you are the pour delight into the live of a prescription. Proscription of us French miss dismissal before being on the trade, perhaps allowed to have entered (neu, new) but for apprentissage only.

Newt.

And one day you will be as embraced as the dodo. I use embrace for not using em broche ed, you my cameo.

I love you more than I should, as they will do you a trick, I know, everything will be fine, till the moment where they will flap the trap locked. In doing comments and having behaviours that you would not believe on earth that people could have in the middle of a so called post modern society. In fact, it is that the post modern, it is about to be past as much as they are rotten more than gone.

Please, please, please, if you want to prove to me your liking, I will listen to you and know if I am whenever you want and can quoted. It will be enough for me to know that my words did not repulse you and that if you read those and go on giving the cue.

Please, please, please, don’t say anything, they would arrange to make it regret, greater, later, really. I tested it for you, nina, the last time I work for the social services- but not anylonger even if I ended up doing twice the chores- and their hired blessings, the threats for being amusing was to bran down my books on human rights, and symbolically they did, the trial me fashion kangaroo trial. Before I had hope of reporting these kind of acts, but now noway, they would have done a set-up, and in fact I am wondering how much not the court would disagree but how far it could be judging, what on the juridistion, what under the protection of professional ethics (even If they are not always even close from right) nothing, nina, nothing.

The rules now are to beg privately. Don’t talk about our rights, love is more than rights, it is the absolute sovereign law, but you know about that don’t ya, you read history enough to resemble my goddess having be passing through the centaury of all millenniums.

Mall.

 

I realize that my notion of wanting to change something, create a difference, in the sense of trying to stop watching every body dying, was vanitous. I am not conceited in fact I think (let’s see after), but vanitous oh la, la, la,,,,la. It is logical why would the world stay this way if it was enough to try hare, hare, hare, krisna, hare, to try hard.

The famous revolution a bridge to abandon, it was murders no more than depleting the institutions, it was a lazy acts, the ones that did it for bread of course, but to whom, their neighbourgs with which they combat were the most to fear, when you call need for those rebellionary murders a yesterday.

Hostages would have been enough? Enough time to sort out bread and pay an army.

Then in roe it is the same thing, it is so beyond the credible, but yes, we have all been sold-hire. And for what, let’s start attacking the way everything is looting, and there is no more party. It is game over.

It is game over, off, of power.

Shush, you understand. They know our theories, especially yours. Do it do it balance but balance we cannot count on the communist connery. On you liking me, if it is real, not of course if you can amuse them by being extremely witty, i.e mock me. Shush, shush, shush. And for once I d allow you to do to me every single ecart, refusal, abuses even, but on this don’t disobey me. They have my career it is as bad as that, it is why I told you I just wanted ot do my cleaning the environmentalist way, I cannot no more sweep or any thing including the care to the person via ivy company uk.  They will have you nina, can you hear me. I beg you not asking yourself if I am just a freak of a very, very atrociously dubious contro. It is not it. I am like these jealous saying you got the money, but what you got is a seat from which you can play. Keep it, keep it, keep it, it is not a privileged, the privileged is when you can abuse everything with money, it is what is generally called a privilege to be put down, your privilege the one we all survive on is the philosophy, they are there and in use, please don’t drop the place you can educate people from. What you can drop is you rhetoric too generous, you do not attack the famille, because you know that they could cry famine. They could and it is half why we are screwed like mortal, mantel, mar-teller (=the ham.mer) and anvil. Ayng. Aung.

Above all, ablove all don’t yield to anger, even if you decide to hide it, they would FOUND YOU OUT.

You are there, it is the sign that little things are working, and those are under your protection and these things are under your protection, don’t spoil any of it.

YOU OBEY, NOW.

YOU SAW I FOSTERED THE POSITIVE SENTENCE, AVOIDING NEGATIONS, ISN’T IT THAT WORKING. EDUCATION OUR STARTING POINT. OUR POINTING AT the start. Starting blocked..

 

Of course, could you walk in the corridor is more getting to the point that don’t run, but what if the problem is that they don’t run enough, not allowed, not prompted, anyhow curtailed, tail.or trained.

 

 

 

NOW.

WON.

 

 

 

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 containement?

uni

 

 

 

By the way, thank you for your profile, because that I felt under your chains and nets, I was finally not doubt, even if I imagine someone very poshy to teach as professor such subject like this.

You are bourgeois like me, I would do everything to stay in my book company.

But your profile? How seriously could I imagine such coincidental folly a deux. Thank you for the 16 topics that you said, you said it, that you like, such combination, even a 1/5 of this combination, I could not hope for that. Now I get the jackpot, don’t be contradictory, the note, the notification I got. What will happening to me? It is time to sourer, already?

What am I supposed to do with your tambola? Draw? Dote it.

 

 

 

The camp.

Precarity.

The one send under fire. To die for love, it is maybe why it is not recommended at the army.

Hi,hi,hi, bastards.

 

 

 

Ah yes, conceited is when I see enemy everywhere forgetting that for me, they don’t do it for the cause  as they don’t want to be treated like dust, so especially for the just cause that would concern me…

 

 

 

I cannot converse the all day with you, jokey only, also I will have to have recourse to subjectivication, the subjunctive, the tense of the ‘we ought’ as you are my the midway of my second say, of my ultimacy coming to tell me, this you hope, happy, love is eternal, and put into subconscient your voice back where she was, the one who brought me here, simply not at you but to.

N

 

Praise the past and tradition aiming at entertaining a personal short memory.

b

 

 

 

An intelligence working by differenciel, when I think at it generally good, but before I thought of it, the mountains can wane.

For you

N

 

 

 

I don’t want to speak with anybody, as in this society the cause of my love would be removed from me, maybe would you “‘kill or punish’” my mum, or my lady.

If I was with you, when I think and in fact am (ame=soul). Save our soul. With the love of my life and after lives, you would without a doubt aneantise, bring to neant, muse, museller = snarl us. And when I speak and intellectualize with my lady or my mummy, I don’t want to approach you d have stolen my possession, my right to be under tur charms, under true discussion, about the whole world, about destiny, about all that excluded your dumped humanity. Humanity was and is a pearl, a gem accomplished, it is because she is accomplished that people wish her demo lishion. Evolution whould have surpassed, overdo our smokey meanery, the fumes from it blinds the game but not the fools. Ciao. Adieu. In any another tongue, we know that it is the next homage to god. But who would not smile to be taken inside the earth for purification? The one I guess that thought they were or demons or angels, grave breach of misconception.

Respect one and another, as if you laugh and play with these ideas ,it is because like me you did not meet one really, simply their hint and messages perhaps becoming weaker and weaker as there’s not enough time to explain our dismissal. If you at your personal level don’t rebel lion. Rebel, belle and beast allowed to at last marry, we will be more than witnessing the apocalypse, no more film production, the face of the Demon will see itself through the changing color of our blood, are the deserts purple? Between black and white, an enormous array of playground for the one who would avenge earth and her offsprings namely, zoos, frozen foods, ill-treated pets, farms, slaughterfactory, and captivity, their is not more houses, the wild where is it ?????

Under our skirts is sure the last of the hidden places left. Be sure it is there.

 

 

 

Who would be afraid of talking to the tramp, who would not be afraid of talking to the one boss?

Logics going to a(d)vance, logic gonna avenge.

 

 

 

We had accepted hell, there were not much choice but not hell as slaves, pandora has been opened, what a delight the old tales of using to be able. Pandora box our bodies, are buildings, are planes, every facilities, exactly like a wall dysney cartoons, where cutleries, forks, cups and spoons start speaking and dancing and acting. Child mind are not childish evolution so many steps has missed. One of them is animism.

 

 

You know, in France we have a saying, ‘you will find your partner at the moment you think the less of it’. I do not have many good lad, but I remember sustancially when they insist this fact on me, the one that knew this little my psychology, and since it was the sole sentence that could bring me down for a renewed mercy. Towards me I truly though, do not panic, think and thought are interchangeable, I truly think that I could please only god, and the cause, it is theory in practise the cause.

I find, am I finding, if we get loest, don’t be afraid of hystery, I am philosophical enough to understand that it was an intended scheme, in live orgasm comes from perseverance, I would be happy to have found this prototype and leave you as untouched as your wishes. Untouched maybe not, I have to concede we are making love every time, this fact goes somewhere, don’t you think that?

I should be counting in my equation like the days of the week, if we are the Tuesday the first, the next Tuesday is gonna be the 8th, as in the equation it won’t be a simple round as Tuesday as counted twice, one week is not seven days, we had already started the first one or already begun the second (n + 1). Something has happened, a beginning, and I d rather die with this.

Don’t take me on pity, I am the queen of the unfinished.

I ve found my partner, I don’t say the future but you are the closest of one, I found my partner, the year after other women freed me from being faithful only to the earthy love that led my ascese serving inner thoughts. And you came, in fact I came is more the trough,

I met you, the day I thought even if I met the most interesting person, there is only one left for my fate, is utter, singleton, sacrifices. But you are my sun, even in war time, the sacrifice is not that it would have been without your reading.

I was hiding from philosophy, as when she discussed there is no way of concluding or not praise her by a new beginning. You found me. And for you brain my life, do you thank it, has become a long sinsong of mystery. More than a thank you, more than existence, an holy see for companion. Please, grace, make it not poisonous in under no pretexts, in under no contexts.

 

 

You do business (simoly renting your room) with somebody and if a problem no possibility to report its to consumer organisms.

I think that the big banner saying yes if you know someone doing crookery report it is most probably crookery, because if one wanted really pin tax evasion, there would be at disposal organism recording transactions.

Tax evasion is the biggest of all bribery and corruption. Firstly incite by taking so much if you decide to join on. How much would cost simply a student to teach a child, two, three at the same time, coming from primary? 15 times that poorest people could afford, it is so mean to speak like that, ask the poor children money, there is nothing at the bo(re) rough, bro, borrow. For this simple case of educationary.

 

 

To be more than oneself, but to be the what one lives for, thinks for, fights with, pee with, peer with, poke who, spoke to, see through, see you, (see you on Thursday, what a bliss, but I can’t stand the other donkeys, you are ma chere et tendre, entre tenders I feel in danger of showing that I live, I feel astonish to such pearl and then fury erecting from your body that I can feel as being constrain, and I know that your bigger fear, a legitimate one would be to become as aggressive, as poorly defending her territory like I presently do, I know that this is my true folly, but I am taking as therapy to control my acts though it is far too much showy, in your name, the name of freedom-liberty-fraternity-my-dear-all. My dear all is from today not a concept on which I have to ponder for hours without finding a way of not qualifying it, you are its essential roots, you are its essentiality, you are the troubadour that whisper the day long into my ears, I do know it sounds utterly childish to write this, but at least a little I would have tried to clash the taboo of people talking to other people without having to meet geographically. If I put geographically it is because physically I am transcended by you, and that secondly, if you leave me the choice, it is absolutely everything, including foolishness that I could do for the reunification of my ear and mouth, your fingers on me, and my tongue in you, I feel banish from giving you my eyes and all thumping of my sole soul from being your spouse in this realm of hanged concepts and litany of conspiracy) my nina power de mon Coeur. Look this is irrational, ah bon, but the author of this ‘poetry’ half of the time is not me. It is your voice, I firmly recognize her. firmly recognize her and the ‘important thing is the rose’, the rose that you are and that I would be watering and bring the sun to her and her little son every and each morning in reading what my eyes still allow me to be scrutinizing. Her little son are the name of revolutionary concepts of revolutional flower power. Nina power is the author, and me the secretary, nina please don’t think I challenge you, it is the truth and owe you, and everyone, your name like my own life would have to stay secret, but Nina power is the author of this little manuscript whose hand is the one of our spirit. Nina power is the author, and it is not finished. Nina power is the author, and it is not finished I ll count you as my best friend it is the least that one owes to honey. Listen, listen, I am now wondering if you d be afraid of my own tyranny, I am in stupor and how much I am stupid is so gravissim, but every thing you d need and ask, I am entirely in trust with your integrity and philosophy, my best friend and yours has well, as wheel, obey anarchy for them as those who rape liberty, who rape liberty, money. Like for the women I am afraid of the communists that would be there for the same fucking rules but by adaptation would have found and establish other ways of circumlocution.

nn

 

whatever happens, between two persons who love each other, it is whatever happens the industribility that shows how paradise will never be annihilated. Love is god, god is love. The proof is inside the first of the first love. The sacrifice that are talked about it is because others could want your skin not knowing what to do, as this feeling is indestructible, is beyond all. Not us, not our houses, not our children, not our belongings, not our lives, our feeling, immateriality that has build not only all the precedent but the heaven and paradise everywhere potentially. We all know that, what else mysteries? Don’t be too curious as mysteries are in the simplest of things, the one we can attend in doing so good that god could rest on them as little as us, reciprocity.

Contract with god, the all loving of all lovers. The gay, teh bi, the hetero, please don’t be vulgar, don’t be so, and bow not to their classification but to their true nation, the one for you, the only one to bring happiness to you in and within the whole of one of the hall realm, little planet-arid. Dire (dire straight, dire=say future tense, d ailleurs = from somewhere else by the way.)

The ultimate sufferance could open our ultimate candour.

And when times for dying ask but little to late for extension or absolution, what are we spoiling? Our ass or our living, the end the solution view through the maths of global peace taken into account the cadavers that counted human superiority, hihimhimhim. Human accomplish complete waste of time and wisdomery.

Am lesbi, beurk, am lesbi beurk, one thing is that I am well aware on gender and when I say him, don’t start you slut of playing it disgustingly lovely, long time I know that on women better not be anyfurthery comparatively trusty. Fuck you woman. Fuck you woman. Fuck you woman. Fuck you woman.

You remember it is for my blog I remind principles of feministery. Feeble your vilainery.

 

 

We are all asking for the end of the capitalist, at least for the one who wants a life for their children.

But one question is in suspens.

What will it become??

Are you not worry?

Or are you simply wishing the end of all? Trendy.

On how a homo fuck you with you ‘mainstream normal view on how killing everything, children first and god to lick you pussy?

Pray gentlemen, pray beautiful ladies, the law of procreation will give you it siblings

Siblings, cible (target) and prosperity.

The day you are good parents, you could fuck the lesbians?

Your children my dear your shame. Hoping for impunity, constitution of an army. We would see how long they could take you collapsing insane of self-serving cupidity.

Homo, what do you care, you d already sell everything to lie down proud and satisfy of the blood that is around, all over the ground. You do not enjoy sex, you don’t enjoy husby or wife, or friends, you enjoy the altoghether moquery, the sense of being dominant in the use of dishonesty and poisoning the lords and true ladys. Plural of all sections, I am not pretending to ascert your sexual orientation, but if you touch female, if you touch even my friends, and their right to live helping other to substain. My love of blood will come and if you kill me before hands, anger, justified anger is not for the selling. The ceiling of your Esperance in the cave of your miserable time left at hoping that there is no god in the story. No god in the story, why are you adoring the devil? I am not too anxious, he is moquery. And who for its last bait? By all the gods I just ask you to think a little bit.

I am not your devil, it is predication, invocation you think? It is your selfishness because people we made suffers they are thousands, billions, no need to preach and bet to know where are anger, in each heart, and where hearts are? Functionally in beasts, spiritually in its.

B

 

 

 

But having said all these dirtiness, I d like to thank religious practises as since we owe them the sparks of the communality of the divinities.

B

 

 

Advices: when you want to read the blog, read the little paragraphers the longer are or too complicate for me to be clear or to have clearly revising or revisiting them or they are clear therapeutical range of rants.

 

Imagining you thinking, or of me or of ours or of you related to the story, I could wait, I could wait for I know your body is wrangling upon it. Upon it, is your whole presence and when I am alone in the room or else or I would have to pretend to do anything for my territory or to pretend that I don’t have some need of secouring myself, and yourself since you don’t appear. Instead now I imagine that you are in this room, and all of the sudden it is all change in my behaviour, I am with tmy ange. And the territory the misericord, of eternity as you are the one with which my moments are full of this substance, my soul knows that there is no distance. When I see in your eyes, the mapmonde where our travel will have to go round and round to find perhaps how to stop boredom and the greatest danger of doing nothing more than hoping for better score and better outcome through superchery.

The true superchery is to use the word misericord without remembering that it is the work of the ancestors, and to thank them with all my brain, but what to do, more than being the witness of more inquisitionery-connery, connery like shone, like the light artificialising your modernity that is the artifice use to trump our dimity, the light is wawing, the light is crying, the light is sobbing, the light is cracking, and inside earth the only element still in good chances of lasting through all this is the inside fire.

Good luck, good luck, the next story will be how a people of murderous daily instance, how the all lot, the majority from the rise to the twilight were nicking absolutely every body, in pointing for homosexuality as the new ramping of demonization. You are so sadly in pain it felles like crying when one find some peaceful means of reacting once again without shifting one bit of these cruelty.

B

 

f-all

f-ake

filibuster.

 

I cannot imagine more than touching your lips as when this done, I have burned outright. My belly ask me to look down, my breathing becomes whistly, my nose like a pipe cannot content a fountain so much watery, boiling my stomach, oozing under, my belly is not one it has become a bed, bedding fusion and harmony.

What do you want to say after, that I would not dare only a peck, this is my treasure and you the key without which my land will die. The land is for you, it does not demand for naught but you in any kind of state.

 

 

(look at the word count?) you cannot they are for me as long side I inscribe, you know I think that your name is anti-demonic, or pro you are this generous and fines of spirit.

But be careful I don’t remember enough to pay god (and its saints, anyone isn’t it?) for us to have meat.

 

 

 

Gains.

Against.

 

 

If they said not to me, it is that they knew that the others were coming, who, the s.a, the s.s, the other people in thirst of (cultural) genocide or fatwa (counting on their rogues states to make everyone knee under threat of H bombings) if you want “the most ‘exo.tic’ name”.

B

 

They want to interfere in marriage, in everyday life, annihilating every right to privacy. If you touch mine, or hers, or one of your brothers, they, me and them, us will start following you sadistically. (youou, youou, let you be my prey with all the crows and fangs of the dispossession, my thirst the content of you blood filling my belly, vomiting one after one, the aims the whole company, and your black pudding for the dessert, push puss)

B

 

 

 

The religious people, coming, or born (here it is a feeling of similar appurtenance) in the uk speaking about morals in waiting for everybody, to become their servants or have lovely (lavish for them) kings.

b

 

 

You know in reality what is transcending me is that anytime I hear your voice I trust 100% of what you said. That is transcendenting because it is the first ime I am thinking of me being the part of a couple thinking with dignity what best planned plan. A plan over 5 years? U..s..a, what would you think? London already our prison, there we will not be recognized on every single street. And Africa for me is dead as blacks don’t want to become the target of education biased and lee way for the operture to what is not market but cull and murderily employed people for more and more, psychological, cultural, social, mental, torture safisfaction of the more whory the mike carrie(rtz). One voice only one that we can trust has not being paid by advertissment system, the voice coming into the brain without the need of a mouth to be opening. The problem is how far we can go, as spirituality is as dangerous as Pandora, and spirituality only will not stop human scelerat.

We are in the panade, between two fires, and me I write but what in front of the Misther, what justification will do? Myster? Mystery will arrange themselves to save my next life from my penury of dishonesty implied. What do you think my love, what is our mission? Permission of calling you my love, I have only one, how could you love that, how could you call that? Submission?

Nn

nn from now it is when you dictated. Not the typist, the sounds an the beat.

Don’t count on the accuracy of this though I am levitation. And your sound the mat on which the conveyor of this same senation I cannot win

 

 

I know that with you I can abandon the do for others and concentration will flow on doing it for you, the all, because you are all, because you support it, because you are so much more than beautiful. That I feel pedant, ignoring how to say, or to make you feel, or angry at you that would not understand that there is a beyond and that I should be kneeling before it with the all depth, in debt, of my short coming.

How would I become less so, how could I spit, being this pretentious calamity? Tell me, tell, me without splitting if possible, any possible at all, at all, at all, at all my indifference but the one, the vic.tim. The only image that make me react are these children dying and us giving lecture on education and insemination. Help me, please my god help me, why did you do my left overs with a brain for such insanities to ahappen without me to respond, only with emptied words, emptying the world with respect for reason. And the world dominance over the word intelligence.

Nnblog is from nn or as cunning as the vixen, les enfants du rock or enfants terribles. Ils le savent, sush maintenant. Stop singing, shush.

 

 

You threaten me with if you quit me, but if you quit me after threatening me, I would pursue you tempting with proving to you that you left our beaty, beaty, beayty, beauty, that I left for you the world of incertitude and beatitude permitting to think that one day my princess could arrive, but who aere you? Her mere nighmare? If you dare retrieving your personal belongings, namely Marxism, the Arts, and it’s enough what would be left of our realm, left over, the abandon we fear so much, you like me.

 

 

 

No, I am not homo, like that I can flirt with all the girls on earth, without even noticing that I am completely, utterly unfaithful. Not I am not homo, and like that I can avenge the rest of the ceremonies of being faithful and loyal to every thing in my life, of which none I choose.

Nn

 

 

Are you a simple toy for my body, voice?

She is my equal, as finish with mystery, she answers, she responds. This is love, and life without a cruelty.

You want me out? On earth I will be as out as a worm, as out as the norm.

Nn

 

 

Religion is a language subliminal, with all these thousands of world, muttering, talking with the shame word but totally different meaning and intentions. What religion? There is no religion, there is hypocrisy and for the beeeter an attempt at improving literacy. For the beater?

Popular aims are not to conceit but poplar belief in vouching selfish trips? Oh oui, oh oui, oh oui.

Bless this to day bread, or it is you I deny, and when I talk bread, the dough Isa as exponential as di-able (diable, devil, duplicity).

nn

 

 

 

when you think that the Christians after the lamb story, invented a devil to be a goat, to the roast embelly(sh)?

Embalms of avilissement.

B

 

 

 

I fear to be seen with you, even if it is only being guessed to have communicated, not just like that not really. What I fear the most is more self-centred. I fear that you try me, and realize that I don’t fit, ok but in the meantime I would have lost my time? Not my time, what is to come like blank, blanch with eternity that is eau de javelized me from having slipped with and over the indications and to be honest am clumsy.

The worst of the story it is that you could really, really love me and what if people don’t like that. You culd pay the consequences simply, simply by your having showed whatever superficial but genuine interest. And me I world be left like a wolfe too put at distance to help with you Sufferance.

Suffi.  Sophy.

n

 

Suffi.

Sophy.

b

 

I don’t know what will happen, but this would have given me some good at the personal level, were you to not read me anylonger.

I d be still something because I know that if it was as completing, as at least giving you some pleasure and some little facts, as I would like it to be, I am sure you would agree.

If not, misery, but enlightened one and the love personal more and more into the cause. I d be one of your hero for this, and at some point, don’t be shy of preferring your freedom, it would have sufficed for me to write with the feeling of winning sober over dying with cold and indifference. Beware, beware of this ambiance. We are little one, all our generous thought can easily be in 5, 6 secs in any individual’s brains. It is why I guess true religious teach in the practise humility and devotion, they could nick us in 3 seconds. But at least on what we would have been if clearly devoted and the humility for not fearing, the air would have been you, the clearest stuff I v seen.

 

 

 

I would like to kiss you all day.

What if my kisses were not healing.

What if my strength was impaired, what if I was destroying more than repair.

I d like to do so, to be left expermimentation, I d sure I would find something??

At the same time, we could listen to bbc world or your pick of intellectual radio, maybe not music, concentrate on both is surely the more artistico. Gymnasium.

 

 

At the party, they welcome me like a prostitute but since I still wanted to help as some ideas are fair even if every step is so much complex, I started helping and then they treated me like an orpheline, orphean,

 

 

I am breathing for and gthrough you, I cannot believe what is happening. And am wondering, and am wombering, I cannot move no more only to try to peer and let my eyes lingering into the air, so, finally so translucid. I am wondering, and for the first time I think that I live, I can think that I live without thinking that I am late, that I will never know the human feeling of being loved and have a glimpse onto the other’s desire of my up to every part of her inside cuddling. Your neck, your throat, your apple, your pipe, you would have to train me for me to be sure of the pressure you are regularly requiring and this changing and this shifty, and this to equate each of the time I would apply mouth and hands and throat =, and arms and every part of me onto my sweeter conquest. Sweeter as it would not be a motivation session, even if they are sometimes therapy, it would be heaven, it would be my best contribution at relieving and entertaining your quest, that willing or not you are doing through the body, abode, and our breathing, our tremble, our facilitated digestion, for embalm. Going through the heart, going through all organs, the feeling, my mi, the feeling transported on any port, on every counter, of every place you designate as having the need for a caaress till it conveys veracity.

 

 

Vera.city, check vera in French, my pun brothers me as much as the pen.

Did you know that a propos, the pig as a pet behaves like the dog, very faithful, very attractive, and stable, able to when fit and well trained to block entry to undesired trespasers, me I would like to, but another story asnout them is that they eat absolutely everything, we, in country side have got old stories saying that it was ideal to conceal without a bloody trace the lost little poor and abandoned little, little human beings from unwanted birth, awe awry away. It is like that we respond to death and slaughter house, the organisation, or even the simple fact that this might happen, awe, awrty, all day.

They might have preferred to give their little to it than to let them endure a live of slavery salted with torture.

You know I play with the figures, and 6, or other symbols to our culture, to math, to me, are not omen, they are figures that have chance to appear, an hint, but I don’t want a fate, I just want to remind my people of what surrounded them. And I, I, I, forget angel, you need to teach me. You need as the fire as I can see, would fit some instances when people want your trance. I am your de- mon, not the bad luck, not the bad deed, not the bad dude, but what see you not, but peep, de-serve ‘purify’

 

Today, I am not a plastically wirgin any more.

I always knew about my clitoridian fashion, but today with you I understood personally, I always understood others, but personally I ve just experimented what could be a marathon sexual.

A marathon sexual is when you have have it, but you manage to go on, not going on coming but going on the act generating further troglodyte pulluleux that will arrange for you pulluleux, the wet necessary for further merchandises.

 

 

I feel like going to roehampton from the Wednesday evening. I feel like taking a shower, rubbing myself for hours, to try not to go with my lassitude, the bother of the romantics that lived for poetry. It is goodness, it is godness but the word does not do the lady that dictates them and me around.

The demons of midnight told everything about these, but when they arrive they could cold cult not recognize anything, again. Everything had changed. Everything had flourished. Everything had played. Everything had flourished. Everything had flourished. Everything had played. Everything had flourished.

On one should not be brought up and down their little demons this way.

Everything has changed. Everything has flourished. Everything has played. Everything has flourished. But since they are still demon ignoring what they are, the secret will be eaten the parents inside the grave. And the flourishment nothing to do with the oak that have been eating you, am not saying sheltering, or reincarnationg, am saying eating you, like vulgar meat, like vulgar milk, the soul won’t stay in one and we would not be able to save the souls we loved, or we said we love, but the love for us, as everyone knows it, will be lost, it is the only thing that has to and can be gained.

Nn

 

 

Homosexuality, love not obligatorily, but these a personal matters. But ok love between two adults, and don’t say they don’t love,  pretense of despise is not genuine, self defensive hatred and does not make no one stronger.

What about people pretending serving love, meaning god, when they don’t believe in it, meaning love and therefore GOD. DOT. DOT.DOT. in French dote, the woman duty to bring money in the future male married under duress’ family.

 

 

Dur.ess.

Dur=hard, har ess ment.

And the hell of not privacy but domestic jungles. They are the how the tyranny of the government can go on and on, is that everybody are too busy avoiding being eaten.

Cunning cunts. Counts, and countery. Completely broke. Completely broken. Completely burke. The complain of the tatcherite, that says magguy is the hero made woman, snatch the milk not in thinking economy thinking a weak bone is a bone that breaks easy as long as we can pretend to give little money to prevent people to have a job and start to ask for the reasons of the privileged by all the means of crookery. And in fact it is what is allowed, to take a job and by all the means of crookery.

This one, ok we ewon’t have it repeat, every one smiling, shrugging or vomiting with the great danger of passing the organism a second time onto severe, too severely damaged by the acid that is gonna take its revenge.

 

 

I cannot vet betray my beast, she is in me, looking after me, having me elf life, and perceiving your na.scent laoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooΦΦΦooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooove.

In French louve = wolfe.

 

Human trend tyranny because of potential unfair trade or absence of trading, or existence sercurising, how to beat it?

We have somany proof, somatic, of uor refusal to face the beast majestic, the strength, in our killing spree on nature, the speed with which we kill will, and education, only instruction (so nany,nanties) at ‘spitting on every graves, gravity of situation’ be. Leaving, it is what is death, an abandon before so much fewer and fewer pardon.

Don’ t you start having the sweat, but for god ness sake do you read me really?

I had never written so much, you are reading maybe, but to sustain love, any pregnancy (preg more than prick, or prey or prep?

B

 

 

People called other people privileged because they do not accept the fact that work has to be rewarded, or that these people would like to better sharing and equality, but who is able to implement these principles in this big shit society of whores untenable????

Not us as the first candidate that would offer genuinely would be certainly shot the day after it.

What to do?

Attack on consumerism.

But you will broadcasted as a paria, and you will loose your job after some years of that, and after consumerism arrive the famineryrectory.

Nn

 

 

When I think of you saying romantic to the latest of all mongrel, pogrom, petrel nabot, and my name like if it was lovely perhaps loveable, when I think at these moments that I in general have high interred inversed interest to take as a mockery. When I think, or rather recall endlessly your word, your gestures, your face, even your eyes, not your eyes directly but the warmth that are reperable when desiring, touching in the sense of going towards others’ bodies

 

For the first time not to be alone, I don’t want to make an attempt at miserabilism, as it had been a choice of all along. Did not want to do other conversation other than cetvies. Over than cetvies, I knew not, but hope, you. I can be alone all my life, for the moment and never could be, never has been sor reassuring your voice, your tone, your speech, your everything, you are everygthing.

Thing? Th + ing

Th + eory.

Th + ought

Th + em

Th + the theology

-theo Phy (fit=did)

Thy.

 

On advertisement compaign based on saying of a political opponent that they are threatening “ if you do not ad-here, I’ll kill this kitten”.

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

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

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

Everything that has a prize, the prize of this cardboard, guardboard, comprised (con praised), overbids, is propaganda, paid by further adverts.

 

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

Why would we have to step to stop the argument and say “the rspca could 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 sprayed. A market place where we do joke about little babies dying by the millions, thousands, hundreds, dozens, one, in fact are you veggie, leggies?

 

 

You know the cod of this joke, is that since they mock, debase traits that are their own, our own, that happens under our every day treat and treaty, that are voluntarily theirs and the one of the majority they address (it is pretending to be nicer whereas committing exactly the same- promising-promoter. (and plat-form {=flatly shaped}) (manifestos {man if ethos}).  They are overtly traitors, doing a shaming campaign on no idea but what one is allowing, buying, boosting, busting, bastioning everyday, you ve just seen the singular, pack, mash brainwash lashed (they are all meat eaters, they would even being shocked by animal welfare issues irrelevance here if the question was in the row, they see cats and others as objects of whom it is said “don’t break, accepted ornament”.

 

A propos Wollstonecraft, who said that she is threatened as if someone could trample on her the same way he would do if she were an insect, it is trope, for the story above. It should not be easy to kill insects, it should be defended, I think that the more cruel is the impunity with which it is as done as re-commanded (look at the soft roots of this ‘comme’ = ‘like’.

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, the surge of abuses and poverty? Nope erasing, crushing poverty, and to do it even on purpose whenever you can claim I m saving insanity on vault (burial chamber or bank).

Vulture.

 

 

To feel oneself sovereign, save rein, is certainly natural as one is the one having this viewpoint known by them only.

But how to be? And when to be? And all that kind of modality?

The problems in our beliefs could not belong, become from the beliefs themselves but melting between means (menas) and end, live and death, future and past, youth and maturity, the ying and the yang, won’t reinvente the order of what we have so much buried into the naivity of thinking that the wildness of these forces, of these puissance, of these incommensurables powers would not be ordonned, hlke the hook for a short laugh, the sketch of a smile, elims, elim inate, we wont put elism. Elitism , both would be ugly.

 

 

I am shaking when I think of not being able to defend her against death or sufferance, but when if she is suffering because of me, because of my ignorance, imbecility, helplessness, I would give the world for the devil to appear and chase, k-ill, (qu’il)(en soit fait ainsi, ainsi soit-il = so be it) what have us for their plate. To be several, to not preserve=deserve.

Erve? Oeuvres?

 

 

To be devoted, but hwo for attacking efforts, goods, gods, children, companion. Who? The devil? Lived.

B

 

 

 

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.

 

 

On the hightest purpose of finding love.

 

 

Why on ‘earth’ would love being a prey?

One explanation is business, because it is easy to corrupt people needing prostitution.

One they are corrupted in order to buy something that ough to be not, twice instead of being quietly at home they are entering a business, procuring, that will have so many people getting money from so many so grave abuses.

On of the reasons people don’t leave mafia or sects and don’t leave the market, you are here to do ‘bus (L)Ines’.

C

 

 

There is the time you inspire directly, in perceiving, indirectly, in conceptualising and rethinking, with postpostment, in recalling. Live, love, or thanks god is of you.

C

 

 

Could yoy not stip scratching your check. You ve got two to four fucking marks on the left of the long side of your lengthy jaws and temple. As vague as it appears it is backward.

 

 

 

Ok, could be hard for all of us to live like sadu, but we should provide protection for each other at least in teh context of being able to find without disturbance.

Love leads to any protection ideas, feelings, followings, sciences, plans, projects. And when we are away from this ultimate, it is not live it is cleanly dying. As clean, I would say clan. To be viewed as a function deprived of this aptitude (from where your blow is observing from above the mountains overseeing plains and the ones looking after the chains, the one of the air, the ones of the seas, and what overlooked, nothing it is love, nothing escapes him, his, hers, the sex, what pretension. You are my male as much as my female, you know that well, dis donc, chocky? What without the aim of love, first you don’t have the family, because love gag? Gang? Gagger , gag her? Gather? Love do a lot, it is the cause of everything, love is life and without it? It is why people says that in the most tremendous misery, they have seen miracles, it is live, where there is live, therese, theresi, th heresy, there’s he. Vers, air (her) easy.

Vers(e) = towards.

 

 

I was so light on knowing after fact what after?

But you, but you, how will I have the map? J ai peru, j ai peur.

 

 

Satisfactory?

Sat, is, factory?

Sat, is. Fact.

B

 

 

Love and religion.

If I had a religion it would have this name. If I had a name it would hav thi name.

A dog.

A cat

 

 

 

A treature, a treasure

Near of which tree? Would I ipiut all my belongings, I would have chosen one resembling the tenderness of your voice, the palour of you eyes. I habe to stop to describe you so, as I am sinner and to recognize the beaty you show me, it is in my rethink that I ve got extasy. And when you come back with same theory, this know rethorique the one I grown with, my god her image you,

Her being too

Nn

 

 

 

This is poetry, a tiny little one, and god what should be beyond every principle one s got (goat) so lovely, demon, I let you know but why.

The human voice or consciousness or, is dirt.

The animal                                                    is discovery.

Demon                                                    is salvage.

Or pout our purr pour, and mix, whatever is done with it, they are the same family.

D

 

 

When it comes to mental activities and phenomenom, the Pandora bode is that no one is talking, from where our belives, from where exhausting, from where all realities. Every one are bad perhaps all but the more accepted form of neuroses, as their forms are through which

one may order s.o without reasonable reason, neuroses?,

do    slo slo s.o

ascert s.o                         particular believes, which we could analyse, or think, or speak  about, or devise

the psychology like they teach is capitalist, you dislike your mother it is good as long as your happy with miser cord (miserycord

b

 

 

 

s-peak maybe not the mountain summit but when the bird songs

again a s. The word are hardness treated like ‘joly’ ‘coward, useless tongue’

one speaks words, one thinks world, are both ok, but when what about one is doing them both in intentionally dissociate them to discord

b

 

 

I did not know the why of her betray in fron t ot the whole community.

The whole

The whole?

It , she was the voice of it all, she was just talking about their leagu-all agreement to ??? whatever they arrage, barrage.  Hare, bar, art. What about age, our civilization, our communities. What about ageing of these groups, that exploit or spoil their children or eldest, heirs and heirloom,  into exploitation??

Not grown up,  loop hope. (loupe = to miss = magnifier specs) hope.

People.

 

On democracy tenet (=hold).

And under scrutiny, scrutin (=vote)

In france, one may not be able to vote secretly, you ve got to pick the paper of your candidate in front of every body,of course you can peak more than one, but then? In front of the co-horde (cohort .

 

 

Cohort-iculture.

 

 

The treasure to me from every god. The family that may love or kill me. With ereason, maladie, deraison, jealousy, just like Diana or eudipe. What am gonna do to my brook, brood and with my wife. What on earth to preserve us from this tragedy?

cc

 

C like cetvie I ll try to establish code an d thematic chapter, the rants will be sorted out, I don’t know what to do with those.

B blog, n and c tne tone provenance, jsut to remember that I am not alone, when it is both nothing v but the destinatory.

Wisdom without truth.

The concept, the existence, but is its proof og being refined?

Pre sumption of all theories, in practises our living diery.

 

 

If you were to kiss me, even after years of my soli.citery.

If you were to kilss me, of course, I would not want to engage in further exploration thatn dressed (dresser=bring up, tame, arise) up.

I would like to unclothe you over months of indulgence and like the dressings that kept me in one, before your feeling, off touch, and my body being (on earth for someone) would be reintegrated as it does each time when love insight.

Inside, my thought for yoi, they are in fact not mine, they are this exchange between you and me, between the thoughts and teh theory, the concepts that illuminate what are about to sea(l).

Th bridge between us and theory, is there a us, tomorrow you culd go like what is left of those days of pain-hurry, penury.

So what would yu like to make love to ya, I meant the cow boy way, unclothe you as if I know each of them, that I ironed them in the morning, like if I cuddle you for weeks-i-wish-the-wish-it-never-end. These moment r-even, my heave.  Even-ing.

Reve=dream.

 

Why would you then try to spoil everything. Over so doing

At the ideal you left, because I could not be the shadow of it.

Ane me, reproducing, to have attempt at reproducing, but you went so reproducing with you I failed even after baby. Abbey.

 

 

 

Reproducing. Soul, luos, (lu=lumiere, light/os=haus=house/os=bone)

lous,

losu, loss us.

Os = hausse, rise, re-

 

When I think of my life with you, and you like live, going around, flourishing (from floor, flour, or flower) fluid and my place vacant as for that going you have to do.

When I think of you, and that in my hugging my whole estate, my sole soul body for honoring honey.

The ore in my chest, the hart to which I have to say thank to find you back I won’t to reincarnate, unless it is incarnation, everyday skills at live dimensions that let us devoring, each other ceiling.

Sailing, floating with happiness as well as your boat is as comfy as being next to me.

When I think of you, at teh moment when I am lying in crouching, embryo, in reel, pilot, pelote, position recovery, I can hear my heart, the noise of a river sliding, gushing out of a pit.

A pit without you, a pilot without the wheel, the will, the woman that is you.

Ncn

 
Jeasous sou lous

Not remembering that she had to love others to love myself, ot, to love herself, to self not less, not sell, not serf.

 

 

Do cuddle you, massage,a nd as I wriggle when doing it knowing which par to part of you it could remake, coming through proxy, in thinking of you without you, just wriggling out of the hope I can touch you from my being o tot to you, of you. Tremble in my body, am reconstituting. Stitus, status. State in and out, it, hint at. Hit tic tac. Stir state

State, = etats.

Stire, erits (rites = rite/heriter=heir=to whom is hand over)

 

 

 

Res.ultat

Nn

 

Res. Lu.ul.tat

Ulul er.

 

 

Dat detachment and the idea that I could raise or help or try and estbalbish contact, or tel let live someone what could cause you harm. Detachment, ache, debt, attachment. Tache=task. (key, sat, set)

Tache,

Eat.

Or att(ack a)che.

 

Detachement.

Ed.

Attachement, nem, cata.

Catho, catha

 

I did an investigation, investigate a little, what I could do, they knew no one who go out of it without it to be redeemed.

They point to a culprit. The cull and torture was without limit.

The one they point to, were they the doers? If they did, out of which rumors?

Sacrifice, and let us go, the demi urge the truth, am not god, but who is “waiting for goddot?”

B

 

 

Demonization is to establish ‘arbirtrary’ fight against what is haunting us, without exploring, without taking their own risk at understanding, without putting others in our personal spiritual schemes, and make some demons won over others, are in our fashion they depend on humanitized deems.

But one won’t take demon to be whore, they are prisoners, and who can get out of our prison.

 

 

 

Oh, yes, we could, we should, but we cannot.

Then good-bye, and see you in another life.

In another life, it would not be this, it would be the one who says yes in his.

N

 

 

No, do not think I am attending your sex for hours.

??

??

As I attend it, he is mine.

Here, it is you vile bar velar me the road.

 

 

Re pair

Pere = father.

Re peer.

Repere, = mark, millestone,

M-ere = mother

Reperem res(p), ere (res = law)

Law of ere = Esperance,

Respire air.

 

 

 

Am I the mum, am I the dad.

Not anything.

My babies are.

Love for head.

Head, he-add.

Shead.  Shaf, shef, sheaf, sher, shed, o please, please, please, please, it is not to convince of naything but the ying yiang of linguistics and sex.

B

And don’t think I d need to cut you don, to celebrate mine, to celebrate hers, you, one’s

b

 

 

 

Over celebration is the act of maiming as you know that in turn we cut when miming.

Pity.

Piety.

Ety, ity, a lengh.

Pi pen.

Pi end. Sermony.

Ceremony

 

 

She is my privilege.

She is an aiM Pi.

To dersrerve, serve.

Privy- ledge.

Por heavyage.

She is my privacy, my right to think of my divinity.

And as long as it is flourishing and well kept, under good guard and liberty for everybody and the followers (the children) and their discovery, as there leads our will and candor, welcome reli-G-ion (reli =relier=link-bounding=reliure=relire=reread.

 

 

 

 

Under pretense of controlling marriage, one will spread, other forms of slavery, condemning free links, of which sexual free activity will represent the coercion on privacy.

The agreement on this affected by the slave and sexual trade run by this very coercion on privacy-as long as unharming for others privacy.

What you do, how you do, with you, if not outcasted. Broadcasted.

 

Having saying that being so strict in some families towards practises of any king might have been the way one will try to emancipate from barbarism coming from the fact that people are spying on each others and have quasi absolute power of action, ‘emancipating’ in suppressing all actions.

Problems if it does the trick, if it does become the new rules without the tyranny being removed, and rights and duties exercice to be protected, then the absence of actions finishes in concealing and perversion (doing an act for another=I cannot beat, I ll pinch, just because it is beating that is forbidden, no the need for space or activities that is tacked (shackle), hiding.

B

 

People sadly, 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 (you’r rerouting) re-out of the pattern again. 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.

 

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 containement?

University.

 

Emancipation

Participation

Man a part of that would gonna want before, in front of, enrolling them to be flourishing.

Flower: PN. Π, and. An ea,aend in.

Letter alpha α

 

 

ππππΦ

 

 

Tu Sais a propos j ai un truc a te montrer c est en rapport avec la bague que tu as au doigt, dis moi que c est une alliance a la Φ, je t en pried is le moi. Dis le.

Et bien moi il y a plus de 12 ans Presque 13, 6 mois avant de recevoir la confirmation, la cicatrice sur mon nez, pas un accident, an attack, iron bar, just like that just lucky enough that I moved back and that he did not have in mind to put me more than down, underground.

I printed one.

But my problem starts here, it is that I ma so full in love, I mean you know it is not serious, in live you ve trained to wait for the finishing line.

But here is my problem, th e work I do is dull, even if it can sound a bit funk at the beginning of the time, she will be bored or fed up if she cannot take interest on me being a little man.

Someone who does cooking, cleaning, does miles to earn a few pounds, who eats like two, and for hours and hours just lie down, in addition of true hours of seeping (infusion of universe more or less in me animated talking. Sleeping.

To love you, my god, oh my god, how much I love you, and to have said it before, I take shame.

I cannot regret the time where I went with a few persons, if my body does know the caress, at least he knows the wanking, and oh this I regret, because they were gesture of love, but for love how many did I take? None.

If I had the choice I d wait for you, 33 years, 10 more why not? But for what, for you to be bored by the politeness you should preserve till toppling down your cup of coffee and terminating me.

 

 

Does happiness exist?

When I feel love, happiness is the only existence.

But this love, do you thicken it by expertising in quest or questioning?

Do you think love will be by some assurance of a presence, pres séance or science exerting?

But why is it you that have to ask? They are not my demand (dem-(h)and). Without this power, your wrench I d become and after this status? Of happiness truth, expect the thrust, I have not instance. Or except you, but to keep (a peek?, let’s thrown out), what will, what may I do?

Existence.

Ex-is-stance.

Standing somewhere-stand hard.

What do you want the fuck me to do?

Of what I can reach.

Reach, react, or rear the sufferance, or re-arch, in the hope that we will be in noah’s when the whole world and us will good bye, god by-standers, say.

B

 

Hypocritical.

One does whatever they can. We don’t even know what the world is, so hypocritical would imply to have opinion, idea and something for them to be in integer.integrity.

 

To ask oneself how come people were aware about sex practises at the beginning, or when one does not have a sketch.

When you become wet like fountain, it is obvious the rubbing. Bur, bur, bur.

With the having to be exact enough and slide and to be exact enough not to miss or crease one’s partener because instinctively one do that for love, and the other’s jouissance, is the having to burst a one millecron story of alongway modified on the basis of the partener forms, shape, erection, and position and one’s own and it is from here to adopt every position or boo-sting, moving, sliding, retracting, aiming, following, targeting, supporting, holding, securizing, stiping, stopping, and take you into my arms the way your body, all your body weight could be droppoing on me with this leeway where I am just free enough to do the above, providing you like it, and you don’t mind beasty to go into stretching in all figuration.

B

 

 

If you refuse me, because I just thought that it could be concevenient to let me do the speech, I just imagine you could answer and taunt me “no and no”. You are a feminist that like (not s) my ckdi only for put it, nail it on your door or some.what (??). What you are jealous of is my per.sever.rance.

Can I know what you write? Of course not, fucking missionary, fucking military, too good the strategy, of letting a poor soul.

Cn

 

Writing is changing according to what you want it to be use. Spending days on two pages or two minutes on twenty.

But still one question, our parents were all reading, we are all writing, for who is the story?

In each tale, you ve got to imagine the moral. A lot of them give you a view on society and their morals or recommendation, so, so, instable.

Instance, instate, instore, instil…………..well, well,

I never encounter so frightening that at tales for children with the morality unclear or difficult or edifice for more sad controversial.

B

 

 

I don’t dare reading one dimensional woman became beca us e if you start talking me about the content of your bag, or I ll start hysterising on pollution or consumption or the vibro stuff would finish myself in I don’t quiet know which condition. Not the vibro I mention, mention your arroguance only.

Only, only for me.

And by me.

And don’t say I start fathoming fetishism with my own swords

A vibro what would it be, the vibrato, feminine in desire, I see…

p

 

 

 

Bur

 

 

People calling other demons, that they would beg for pardon, if they met their own incarnated disdain.

 

Am-ma.

Ma I, am i?

May.

 

There is this story where people report with their pity. Tales of horrible stories are written all other the world, and though we don’t know the personal aspect of the individual circumstances. They are just numbers, they are deshumanized.

But what when the name, the age, the identity, the opinion, well to try to give an account of what the personal story, including the nick name and whose of your mum, had been and let this person die, or torture.

We all got name but what about investigating when one can to present it to the public and doing nothing??

The more deshumanizing, the lack of i.d proof and life account of the stock (exange, culutural, data exchange?), or ordering a despicable tone of the after-servicing to let people one know towards intimately know or know the intimacy DIE, which is which more deshumanizing, or deserving the cause of humanity??

Exange-exchange.

 

 

 

Culte.

 

 

 

My happiness, walking, lying, sitting, eyes rived on th e floor or ceiling, on the forest, for rest, in everywhere I adore or hate to do some duty.

My happiness is and have you for landscape, escape, the domain don’t know any lists, any borders, any degree.

Dome where my all saints and you to explain, my living plan, the mystery in my mistress, to an enviable mast be. My air, my cachet.

 

 

Sain(t).

(T)nias = recant, or refuse denial.

 

 

They were looking into their professors the light of the doctrines.

But you know prof are here to teach others’ lessons, would they want to alight that they would not have permission.

School are there for a profession, for politics, not for higher, truth mission.

B

 

 

PS: it is not because I do some love letters, that it is the suppressed revealing sign of frustrated expression that would cost me to have to write for months about my rational envies.

En vies.

 

 

A villain view on sex, as one is so vulgar that they would like to destroy other pleasure as theirs is done by malfunctioning humiliation.

I am wondering if sado masochist pleasures are not derived through having to have sex with another person that the one we would have chosen.

Since it is not this person, it is not the making of love but fighting with the biological need treating the person not as a person but as a tool towards not a real handling but serving a fantasy.

B

 

 

I know what’s different.

Let alone the quantity, the circumstances, the odour, the flushing, spraying is instant, the recurrence, the complete orgasm, the next proposition would be a pass out, even if after a while I adhered for not touching me at all (I am used to wanking what else would I like) to go in a pub to tend the conversation on how rouse the bar?-other conversation to make a brave new world I don’t get the money-) , because, because, it is better for the imagination, and now I am trying not to relieve from nothing but to find out if you would like to be touched and mine and how.

Musk. I never smell like that, or none of the above, perhaps not the quantity, perhaps not but yes, because it does not stop even when I start theorizing on you, ah ok, could be the factor determining.

Amber. This time it has blushing tone like if from that could come marbre (=marble/arbre=tree)

We are being of soil and the stone the skeleton taking its calcium from mothers they kill after.

 

And, and, water = steel

 

 

Ok, let’s do it I just understood how to qualify my anguish.

It is the writing that is calling you, the vamps I am serving want to be at your service too.

I understand why I write so much, despite that ok I always should be able to give a few pages, why now, inspiration alone? They are jealous, for once he-a-lousy is okey donkey they are my only companions and they want you, only lesser than my beast would howl till you yield- as long you are decided.

About my intellect, rather not to deepen. It is more the side of the woman, they got only that and the will of the womb is here to remind the heaviness of responsibility, more than quietness, more than too much parle =parole.

 

 

I am wondering if we are fashion of making love we are not making electricity and the watery this time for the conduction of soul and . “‘immateriality’”. And rubbing and rubbing, as long as desire is isolated flesh from chafing, like silex, climax where the thunder.

Thunder – under th, (th=phonetic=feu=fire) th-y. Fonder.

Seal lex, l electricity. Trick (trique=baton), conduct.

 

 

I try not to go under paranoia, as the world is like that, we are in chains and forced to put chains around other. It is like that let’s avoid paranoia.

 

 

They are the rank of west prostitute and the west is gonna benefit from more tyranny by its enemy banning homosexuality and individual freedom.

And ultimately like all states they will count on wars, on like the post modern area it will be civil wars, when unemployment won’t be tolerated anylonger.

People cannot complain about nothing outrageous, and they don’t fear homo, they fear poverty. And one cannot say nothing to the states anylonger they got to strong army, so cvil war as a population regulator and for the government to say ‘you see you are children in need of being batoned (bastion/ba=low/ton=ton, tone (low)=yours), therefore we will get you that everyday.

C

 

 

When I think that mum could know about the woman I love. I always say, but since no one is in my life, my flat, she will try to make me go with everybody on earth. Even with people, it would have been prostitution or self sacrifice or injury or disgust or I don’t know about expressing my feeling about that.

I am so content of having being able to have platonic experience, but not with person that were chosen for me by what was allowed by convenances or circumstances. Love as being the only teacher, die through love or its envol (flying, envoy, vol ) and die free.

Free-eerf

Here, eer (err) earth.

Cn

 

Envol-loven. Oven-low-not lower but earthy.

Oven for the non pregnant, or rather the one not more assigned at the baby, what it brings for the feedings.

 

 

 

Domineer.

Mod.

Fashion or loophool of monosensical functioning (straight to the wall).

 

 

I though I possessed it, celebrity, money, fame, influence.

But when you possess it is when it is imposed, the mode is imposed to you, you do that, I ll get that, you sign for something you ll obtain something else, the partner of bad possession when you obtain by fouling deed.

They want you notorious, but not for something you ll do or say in order to have a voice, no notorioius to make reputation, to make pressuraxing.

Don’t use it. Don’t do anything with it, they are not yours, everyone’s serf. Serf (=fer, the irons = the chains of what you don’t want that will take over what would be needed, a focus, an intention on the faire = a freer doing, and redoing, I am not oppressed so I can say and say for something that count, make a difference not participate at the iil-atmosphere of helpness and deprivation that leads to control over the easiness-destruction of what is so difficult to preserve.

 

To go in hell.

But to go in hell for one person. Would you not know for sure for whom, it would have been the devil’s name on your tomb.

I have only you on earth (I mean exempt mummy) and I am already fed up.

Fed up by what? Would you gonna thinking giving up your lease?

You release.

Relise. Reread, travail, avail, ava. Cava, lava, ova, eva.

Pour toi.

 

 

 

And the other loves, they are inside, they are us by now.

So why you? Because it is logical. Gol, glacial, goal. Cial (ciel=sky). Loci, cog, coil, loic (light)-God.

Glacial. Glas = light of the sky? After all the night brings its frhost.

Why you, because you are my hostie.

The thought I am feeding with.

The person who transforms life in serenity, my torments, the strength building to take you at the late moment.

Cn

 

 

My father just one or two sentences told me but each time I don’t follow them knowing I could be disintegrating my body, I remember its scene. (in French same phonetic than sain).

 

 

People start being nice when they want something from you, or when they want to get rid of you. Begging for your not being angry? Being angry, a lost for time, angriness is a gift for god, from god, but have to rhym with necessity, and my necessity no one should be, as long as it is not free. The true duty liberate from having to be dependent and at the opposite from having to seek autonomy.

Equal. Qualms. (quality, quantity) quod.

 

 

There so many omen that did signal themselves before occurring official, as a permanent feature (to know that we are gonna live somewhere, hang out with somebody, without having been introduce to them). And here are the faith story.

But the ones that could be saying that you are not gonna be nearrer me, kill what I had of celestiality.

Near rare.

Near raen.

 

 

 

Don’t hear their jeremiads, it is the same they got at home, it is just to do a little bit of scandal, play the stronger, when your prison is not others but your house and its shadow, or the darkness of what is left, insincerity, and unnatural of thinking that things give themselves to the intruder, (the one that doesn’t guard them with all fervour), without causing the harm of a rape.

b

 

 

You play being docile,

And what you are is a sir(e)ne.

You cry because of being abandoned

But would you not said that you read my poetry vile that I would never know you love me this bit

Don’t start wondering, the wonder is already, I am not giving constrained the card of my party.

I love my woman, I love her dearly, but there is no love when not free.

It is why I can agree that my writing is plain as today we are prisoners of our regimes

And maybe prisoners of our love, as though it is the poor I should be ehelping, I cannot resign from my sole space on earth: you.

As you are the hero, as you are the one still bearing arms for this legion of greedy, I will be applauding you, but me without my writing I am nothing, and you everyday asking yourself whether and when you should go. So you can leave me with my nothing (not hing) but the part of you I am able to have, the way I describe, even if it has to be the day of refection, effets and rejection, there is one thing my brain is mine, so go, since you are not the one that will be mocking, the one that will ask me for nothing, don’t ask me, just go.

Nn

You would say what do you want me to do with this?

They are not yours, even if they are for you.

 

 

The extremists are the one who kept the bad of a culture and go and vulture the other cultures looking for the bad agreements. Traditionalists? A lie to tradition and a lie to sincere humility.

 

 

You don’t want be my male, it is all o.k but since you reject the part, it is of the macho I will plan to play.

Words

w-hords.

 

 

To believe in demons, in terms of believing of their superiority or inferiority, in terms of pledging do with eliminating them is the proof one is not monotheist.

As one god is the gods of all.

That it is conceivable to believe in other dimensional forces to which one will associate or disassociated, to try and be partners, servants, opponents, any kind of relationships, but believe in divinity in this account, no. Or believe in it in outranking, which is pretty why not but pretty stupid.

 

 

Like my child, the one who defends me against prejudice, my love is cause of unstable emotion, I love you but how, I would not be there if you decide to flee prejudice at your turn. What would I do with my principles, with my protection? Dying from being angry at me? Dying from anguish? For who would be this force, without you, to be haunted by deception.

I could take a child, someone new needed me, but to do what, teaching to morn, mourning what was of life in me?

You want my heart? But what if you had enjoyed it already?

What if I had only my eyes? What would I need? To see you happy. But it is also because I think that from my eyes your move would alight what for the heart is necessary, the fire, when seeing in you, what embrazes wisdom after folly.

Darkness.

Ark.

 

Mirror.

Mire. It is good to know when there is, solving, dissolving, solution, all to do this fluidity.

Fluid, druid, guide, eid, hydre, liquid, ouir, (=hear) , oui, passage. Passade (per-iode).

 

 

One ecean (essay, ici, site, cite) not lost love as the mission of god is to look for it and take it back from being lost again, but love is but liberty and protection to everybody#’s, and all part ease.

 

 

Ocean. Oceanacee. Hyped. Biped.

Cetacean. Ceta can.

Octave.

The children I had of you, somewhere perhaps inot water, in fact into water, or any element.

Element-electricity-aimant (between loving and magnetic).

 

I cannot leave you to help me without knowing that I will be able and allowed to render you the same.

As your help would not be love if not it will be pity.

Is pity the power of paucity or piousness?

As you have to have the minimum to serve justice and morality.

 

They did not bring the child up to listening the other people, they were too nasty the comments around.

Was it for good? If you don’t deserve the comments would it be preferable to know under which spell you have been put on? And if you deserve maybe could you beneficiate from intelligent offrande?

But what about saying nothing, as the guetthos are raising.

Why was integration preached?

Because no one has the right more than commenting nasty but all but whispering?

Has someone the right to ask for stopping pollution practises, exploitation…? no one. Even if they are reason to be voiced by everybody who does not want to kill their broodings.

Then what is the right without it to serve life, its sovereign?

Not human life, as what is human life? What we have defined has been needed (as being needed) to boost the commerce in every single way.

So what is left to have the felon of participating? Muting, mourning, and call for help in demonizing.

Mutineers off the moors?

Don’t count on water there is no more, and polluted only.

When they said running it was to leave her in the desert, to care for her, to make sure that in the hottest place every one would make sure that water was the most important feature to be moving and blessed.

But now let her gush and even drop for nothing but lust and laziness and your blood against this waste.

Waste, west? Haste, to what right now?

 

 

On demonizing, what is this mocking? An attempt at knowing, hand, at dying easy and fastlie?

Fast and easy. Proc.rator, procreator? No, no, no. procurator.

 

 

To love you is similar to pregnancy.

Will it be working, what responsibility.

What would be happiness? To know that I any time I could go to the garden and work it fro us to have enough. A garden protected by everyone else, as our couple by the respect of everyone for equal life value would be safe.

To do anything in thinking and knowing that the garden is as sane as this fro the rest.

And you would like to go, because what I think and do when my work is finished is not your fancy.

Go, go, go, there is no such garden without liberty.

And what about polysexuality. Well if I am faithful for someone the same I would pray.

Careful, careful, as coercition can take the form of neglect and vagueness and individuality.

Without you my wife, I would loose my identity, my name, more than this, without you, words, sounds, would not be the same.

Cuckoo. Cuckoo. Cuckoo. But what about the spurned, may it give time to find purity.

Would we be naturaly in a couple, I don’t know, but my realm for this.

Problem, problem, problem. Coercion, correction could come as emblem.

Naturally, of course, yes, I am lost in word, when you no more in the vicinity. I am lost like a babar baby.

And what about the others and their offerings?

No doubt, I am circling crazy.

Maybe you love me, but you take me all day. What’s the point of loving, if I drop in paranoia, panacea for loosing fright, in the long run one looses everything. And what about the people who would want bad for us really? Or the one who would bring that without intending?

I am lost, I am lost, even with mummy.

 

 

 

Individualism.

Then ok we are ok for you to be a lesbi, but not with this one. You can do everything as long as we direct the way of your consumption.

Consumption, meaning the way you destroy, you put fire at something, the way the log becomes smoke without no longer time for it to grown-up.

 

 

 

Symbolic, symphony. Still limited number of instru.

 

Diabolic. Dichotomy, one group on whitch honor? An itch, people whatever the chief or the asided, when people are not there for each other. A group a commission to error.

 

 

 

To love you like the first day, in addition with all others, as you are my disc-ovary.

The woman to whom I owe my truly fighting for. What for else, the little one that remember of every gests, what else for? The element that tells me, go on, my son, go on, daughty, go on downty, nature is god, and in the immensity for you your female, through whom verity, find it. For goodness sake, cannot you see the definitive intuition for happy?

Womb verity.

Ity=space                 ver=towards

Deficient? Definition are barbary. Am I normal. Am I yours, am I the vector for it to explore?

Exploit? Ex plot? I fear modernity, obsolescence like a house in countryside that you d like to sell, but no one is wanting it, no more jobs around, and your money, your security, in the belly of possession.

And the risk of living frisk freak as here the most are indebted mainly. I could become that for you, a chain? A cannon ball.

Would I become this for you, that I could try to make it up, folding in tort, in more than two, but my care would become repugnant as there is nothing like taking one’s bag and say life is the space I need as much as the space needs my move. I d like to follow, but why? What would you do? And perhaps less secure or less adventurous would be my following you.

Here come the babies sealing the pact, the impact, growing, your love in fact.

Give me your problems, give me your concerns, everything you want me to be as secretive as vindictive, you choice, my life is yours, take me as your baby, I am a grown up too.

And if we don’t have for human beings, the ideas are what lead the cattle, gaggle, and as for the fleshy, every one that I has lost their family because of treat(R)ise, everybody my love.

n

 

 

 

I was thinking for you to leave me alone, you and your disabilities with expressing your sentiment, words are facile, factile, I don’t want a big room, I’ll do cleaning, but your too busy and me too slow. What about a room with paravent, like a maze, where we would not have to see each other all the time and a hide space where the mess could rest unnoticed.

Do you in real listen to music, but when bash (Bach) needs to tell you that soul will go forward than precedent?

As far as the other sources of information as long as we could be near a silent library, or if I could at the same time, in the pleasure of gain it is the suzerain, to look after your body, namely cuddles? No too girly baby, mechanics.

 

 

 

Mechanics.

Mecca.                             A propos could you be politically correct a little bit, your site, prof, militantism is

Not private.                           And the coco (o.c, ok, aussi ) as a party are as pick assiette, thieves of plates.

Show them you are the prof, I know you are consensual, consulat, show them you are the proof, I can hear you nina, show them you fight for love and true equality, meaning not the one that want the luxury from previous abuse, abuts. On them how many left that would follow you, the one here for being the chief? The one who wants talking? The ones for tyranny? The ones for clemence? The ones for fundamentalism? The ones for its wages? How come it is political only, how come it is not helping but in word abuse of poverty?

A new way of living. The will would be there, the kibust would prove their welcome, bust (sub) your favourite party, I am jealous of women that could bring you down for me pretexting weakness, pretexting ignorance. Don’t let them play lesbi, I am your sole romance. Or smile the day if there is one, you convey me in bed, we will sort out how, where and wet and when and wed.

 

 

 

Ceremony of the dead people, how many burials had been used for the living?

Crematorium is based on crème.

We could be happy if really outcast, but capitalism says no, you will be left-overs, between the litter tips or the sexual factories of the employers.

It is what have been forgotten in the larger equation, we menace each other, we praise each other, but who shall give the bill for our accounts?

Shall, shoal (deluge and the poisons).

Shoa.

 

 

You know what is rich in poverty, is that you can see people putting you aside when they would have done the contrary, were you financially easy.

 

 

They as want to kill me, but when talking about it they use romantic world “your girl, her name, her profession, her philosophy, everything that might be soft and humane”. The romantic who started to know about the prospective on the certitude about the map hading (conjugayson) an end, and game.

Having-hading-hiding.

 

 

The king was only elected to conduct the wars asked by their people.

And if not, they would have vanished, hence their being said to be divinely appointed, the ill of the people to profit from killing.

B

 

 

The soil social ladder.

When you help someone, this someone will have to refuse a true help towards emancipation, as if they emancipate, what would become the ones that keep you under?

I will have to refuse your help in refusing you altogether, if not he could loose all others’ bribes on cooperation, that is? That is? Thast is? Occupation.

 

 

Social, c is a weapon and soc = in latin, the nobility in the sense the exploitive ive, eve, but eve dear women was the symbol of a saint woman in literature, it is why it sounds like breathe.

When women, the girly (and job previously haul hurl in vengeance of having no finish balding bad line adolescence transmit through the words cleansing, the genocide instance, the power they got into raising anger in each of their worms or should we said bird of preyed) exploit, ugliness hidden in their organs, not the ones that fuck, the one that costs (soc).

And hurl their baby. (byba the loolie, be my lady, delay and postpone reason maturity in their brood, the victimisation, to be the favourite among the world of fabricated (family like) promiscuity.

Insomnia? Incestuous and beaten up for free. Women could not say, their tongue are for money, like the pork monkey that they tag beasty.

Uncivilized in homes.

The men of those? The prostitutes.

The prostitutes granted with mummy support. What delicious and strange way of leading humanity in l’eve.

Promotion the way one is upwardly moved before knowing what is expected of them or at least contrarily to the parents, what rewards in life the boom rang.

 

 

So, after the above, tonight, is no? Maybe we do it for you as well? Yes, but you are disgusted. Of me saying women, instead of you are the myrrh. Of the whim-in.

 

And about the preservation of my feminity, fame.

Look you take that as a proof If I die could you please take my documents and put that on the web??

Please I don’t ask I beg.

I don’t think I will have a widow if I would have a few mourners, but none of whom that are technical, mother don’t want to hear, my monk, hate the people, and you? If you do not I would come back to haunt it, if I cannot reincarnate into the one sliding the ring.

 

 

The plus value of communism?

The fact that Marxism is one of the 4 or 5 stronger post modern findings.

The plus valu of communism would be intelligent equality, that is renumeration in accordance with density and time of work, exchangeable against such product, and with security provided on the basis of perpetual and sustainable peace, admitting the possibility of not socialising if you don’t want, and staying in a way of possible protection, and of production not harming nothing.

As long as privacy, sorry but children them has to be ready, to learn and teach what is spiritually new for them and the all-bred. Children as well as production. And in what concern abuse in domestically, the dom, the house, would be community.

Now what about abuses, hiding inside the community even if the laws were not feeble?

Fixed match, set up, connery.

By now every one has abandoned. Perhaps should we need a line on reproduction right now, as with scarcity, every one knows that in the plentiful one does not interact with human wisdom, era of depletion on earth will strike with lunacy, but not the one you sent at hospital, the one your boss will be told to use and to dye it, or be slain like a salad as slanted as the rim.

post modern or post intellectualism?

Intellectualism was to fight for idea, but what can we do to fight with?

But idea in terms of creative (its weaker, colorless word opposite, not even other side, but aside (as creation when consequencing in destruction is not a creation, more a stir-up of flings,) “destructive”.

 

 

A columb on her sex.

Between the sex and the navel.

Simply philosographically promoting peace, between infant, and her husky, its Microsoft, it is not me, but me that tried to imagine what you would ahave done with a tattoo. Tribes of the concept for you, what about sociolizing, for you it is point of view liaising.

Business it is about skills at systems undone and loopholed and unachieved and empty of short cuts to multiply in hand short comings.

What about our idea? I doubt, I doubted on life, for years I was in affective position of wanting to die to finally like a truly demented vampire revived to punish the humans that ate up in common cruelty.

But the humans are not common they are just obliged to group via necessity, by who would they be eaten if they let their brain tell them about different orgueil, vanity, being of vanity or reasoning and balancing with tremendous difficulty?

 Nc
~ y      

 

 

YOUR eyes brown are from zeus’.

What around and about ooooooooooooooooooom your soul, with whom did you feel having the closer form a sort of spiritual pact?

Me I follow primarily the roar of the thunderz. I am no t saying he is everything, in their mythology there is the titans, etc. But in my perception of things he has the last word, the very few time I can hear it.

But in fact I beg him to bring a confirmation that he does and permit me to ascert and hold it stronger.

He delivered me from her. So now I am not a ‘divorcee, having never consumed marriage more than my half and not totally, (she deign having it once, twice she slaid me, but these two ones were not making love, it was trying to arrange it). I have to be careful at not slaying her, in a position up right our way of seeing the world held, help me into being faithful to what I have to write about my kinda philosophy.

She was honest carole, she was extremely courageous, like you, she made me out of a psychological mayhem, without ther I won’t probably speak to you, no this last phrase is that when I unconscioulsly realized that I was the cuckoo, I think that the honor crime, suicide transformed into.

She saved me from my crime. And after that and her teaching about mentalities and perception I manage to want, to resist it very successful. She healed me. She cured me.

She was honest and I am out because even if I did not wnat to believe in it, as her philosophy was entertainily liberating, I had to fight for the money, and only for the money (the comfortable level, not the luxury, but for the money) I thought she was teasing.

So now I know why I am out, the library in Africa was what she said but too discretely a dream for the guilty-tripping.

 

 

Family an illusion, which one is solidary and equalitary? None.

They produce the kings, the abbots and the nuns, the servants in a system completely broken and afloat, saying be profittering, they will notice nothing, as we are slightly intelligent.

B

 

 

On how words manipulation plays on perception, is when someone says that you are right.

Will the moment you step out of the room explained to their children that they said that to tromp their enemy? The codes of the language could change our reaction at our perception story. Manipulation of this kind render you finish, doubting everything, and even love gesture may reinforce hatred, as a yes could be the worst of the assassination. Who holds still in human behaviour to predict the odds?

And as far as being doers, doing bury us little by little, and what we do no one might do, to prevent tyranny we instated anarchy, but not anarchy, anarchy, liberal anarchy, that is one is protected for the business only. After that try to ask if the rules are humane, in simple phrasing not converging for the extinct of the flourishing of our members species among species, and you are the dead boss. Sob.

 

 

Authority matters: there are different types of authority, the one one will respond at once and the one that you don’t notice or the one your respond negatively to, but that for the remonstrance, or the impact on vaster comprehension will last between strong, long or for ever.

So long, Marianne.

 

 

 

The difference between a human loving human and a dmon sloving human is that the demon like them as its eggs when the human like them as its semblable, seemable.

It was a joke and of course, I write it.

 

 

 

Je t aime.

Je t ai aime.

Jettez, aim.

 

 

 

Logics.

Gloss,

Logics is the devil coming take its toll, look at what we ve done

 

 

 

Look I have to read again, and each time it takes me days for jsut noticing that what sounded good at first…obsolescence of my work and skills and style, what horrors of lost investment, or not being able to search return, no market, no network, no permission, no tools for action. Cre(ed)action.

But all the same I d like to say that that is written your fruit.

 

 

Does your mum do the garden, it is like a prof of latin knowing all names of the plants, when you try and do grafting?

I feel like a land that has been given to the mistress of what make me flowering.

Your voice went mature when addressing a request that I did not think possible, pod.

Why are you so tranquil and intrepid? Are you already, sir?

Don’t you think dangerous to convey incertitude, who are you? My life on this bet, you are the queen of deset desert that I loved so much as for personal love it was promising.

I tried the communal but there haggling is not on fair and trade, entraid, is facultatory, optional and not advisable but when off tactics and strategy.

 

 

 

Aid, raid.

 

 

 

I was talking about you, I have to talk a little to my family. You know they are older person and even if it had not been always easy, I owe them my life and by the way a large part of my early philosophies.

And you know I have to do that discreetly, when you are spurned you cannot go and fanfare victory.

But whatever, you are my sun, so one has to describe the rays his inn (he’s (eases) in).

And I was trying to say how….you were, after searching how extraordinary you were following by an adjective, thinking intelligent, performing, reassuring, (and in fact I don’t want to say the other for fear of catholizing [catalogueazing]) ,  my old aunty suggested.

-“She is really, really, very, very, very,…”

-“very good ?”

-“yes, is that”

It is when my eyes go dropping from the strength spending in thousand years light of searching.

It is not to write what I don’t believe in, but am I at the level of what provides sudden flashing enlightening?

cn

 

 

 

Philosophies.

Φ, like two females in pregnancy.

Π the pi at infinity. Fees.

Infant. Inf-in.

N (they are no more code, I think of you infinitely………………i mean of you with you, of you indefinitely since I ve heard of the word happy.

C

 

Between the 8, 9, 7, 6, 5, 3, 2, 1, 4, 0, and their com-bi-nation don’t know what to do, and how.

 

‘she says she is the one, and she scarces me with my son’

m.jackson.

q

 

 

 

-“You should not be homo.”

-“You should not be called religious and servant of love and humility.”

b

 

 

 

The “demonization” problem is in fact misunderstood as if people start saying that other people are demons to kill is because they believe themselves to be demons de, moons too,

moan too.

It is as simple and short as this.

B

 

 

 

Why don’t things go better.

Because of us treating things badly and amongst we are all salves slaves.

b

 

He wanted the divorce, giving me death by exhumation. He had all my hopes and kept them for ages and times pass by, all my lifes went still, had all my hopes that he knew he  WAS going to drop.

B

 

 

In a new power.

Ina n-we power.

In an-ewe power

An in ewe power.

G

 

 

Before meeting you I had to make my mind, to love again to fight, absolutely, to face relative welcoming immensity, inviting me to join another world, my ex, was for me the incarnation of the initiation at spirituality, and after her abandon, if she took me any, I thought that my difidelity was the sine qua non at my empowerment for strengthening my quest of the grail, grace indeed. 

 

And the day I met you, or the day I was thinking of your grades and know that I was about to meet you, my general, (=Jane eyre) I thought you were or married or viper (pervi).

I did not want to shake for you. Shake, cash. Kasher. Cachet ire. Cachetiere (hiding person, type of personality or endeaviour.  Cashier.

To have refused to look at you this day, where I could build or ruin my empire. Vamp pire. V-empire.

 

 

 

 

It is tough for a macho to noticeably realize that his wife holds the steerwheel.

Fuck you woman.

I thought I was lucky, one wirting about pornography, but in fact an in-tell-ectual (actual) sieve from the libraries because in dec 2007, in one of her lectures she mentioned it.

 

And writing by telepathy, do you think that it could do with prophecy (professy) especially?

 

 

 

Profession. Fesses = butt, pornography

Around = faeces.

B

 

 

 

On of the sign supporting the fact that I am truly, durably in love, it is that at the simple idea of making love to you, it makes me die before touching.

Die-key.

Well, I may have to want considering stop apeak, speaking about it, see concealing, before being punished and go into counselling, consoling (the psycho not paid for the healing but make their customers believe that they are as fine as the fiddel) instead of your prometheeing fire. Evil.

Fire, erif, Eurydice.

Let’s forget, though the diams and the gold, hour of the time, ore through geological rides, give? Not give, no, no, brought to live (the ones humans abuses-when one thinks that humans benign begin begging wants theirselves to represent life) the mineryal jewels.

Mine-eury-dice. More than a bet, less than divine. But without her dampen damned.

 

 

 

You are the more vicious of all the mystery that was about how people can become rich.

You were a ‘councelor’ to industry to which you were provided the most racist, mysogyn, the most unproductive, the ost lethal, the most puritan in not revealing their indecency. They provide you with all the money to say to the people look we have it all. All and your eyes an yes>

 

I wont go on to try pitoyably to show you that it is not melancholy, you are my first serious, me before i was warning rather bluntly, even if after that i could meow and mow but inconvincingly, i want fast and travel, i want breaches on chains. Don’t think you are my tasty, up to my tongue love was. is my desertee.

 

I will do short, but I loved a woman for 15 years, she knew, 3 years after the first 3 years, she managed to meet a woman to whom I wrote a love letter, speaking about the latter but mostly about the former, that is it was fantomatic I wrote this letter thinking of the former and not knowing that they were about to know each other-though I really like the latter, but nothing near corresponding, impossible this woman for me really did.

I phoned her after years of her abandon, she was married, quit after the pregnancy, announcing me that the situation was too violent, anyhow I had the age of a baby. I quit school following that, I was a zero stricker anyhow, I never had the bac a laureate I had to pass a equivalent 4 years after.

I quit school in order to get money and to go and work in Africa like she wanted it to be.

I d never go beyond paris for reasons to explain, the past 14 years it would take me.

I wanted you to know that this female, married, remarried, I don’t even know no more, I am such an imbecile, and even not it is spriritual, she did not love any of us, the brood and forbearers exempted.

I knew, I knew a lot of her, not a lot in fact but some of her intimatest secret.

She knew about the latter letter, and she did of it the most reproachful of her discarding.

Now maybe it was natural for someone that has to be preoccupied for her reputation. She was teaching.

I thought she was hiding, you know with the smally on top, a husby who tracked me for being her best friend, a caressing only, just times enough to cross the boundary.

But now the smally is 15, and she never returned.

I tell you that to give an appreciation onto what might cause of dependence and inconsistency in a fucking shortening life, reputation and jealousy.

 

In fact I think she rsemlbed my dad. Liking sex for its cruelty. Curee (=priest and cull/ cul = ass), crue (=raw-row-war) war raw death, instantaneous, without reasons, without the body to do something of productive causing exhaustion of the body, the devil being able to pick like pickles some flesh. No thing like life in, with fine, just raw, just a gushing raffled, riffle, raffles. And life on its trifles.

 

 

 

N eri

 

Theirselves.

versets

 

My life will have a currency, the moment i thought of you, happy.]

And though thinking that we leave aside this misery.

What do you think of this ? the worst of the party. Infinity in contemplation. Limited in truth and action. We sold our soul, honey. How could deserve being and staying your husby ?  live, les miserables. Pitoyable, ma amenable to worse and worse debauchery. Even love is a pit with lotery and insanity grotesque, i dote on you like froniting a fresque of the most beautiful paradise whose i will be loosing the entry.

 

 

 

Offer, off faire.

 

 

Euredyce, my past, but she does not follow me, she is with me, it is why it is forbidden to lose time and faith in wanting to de-pert de-part-hour. Departour.

 

 

Maybe she kept on saying demons, maybe it was the easy way as she spoke about others and not herself, but she did speak about what people are trying to hide in the irresponsible easy in saying we don;t need internal voices, in our world it is so spoteless that why to have recalling, weight memory/moral exercice and thinking over.

That we don’t need, that we don’t do, that we are the kingdom of the cuckoo, because it is not to be thought that other natural forces would be there interacting the human peeing in letting it looting and more than despising their own species (in fact it is left from an human centred view, as for the majority larger comprehension has to become mainly from the due respect you own to the ones resembling you most in order to be compact enough to meet and exchange other realities) but to allow themselves to be inspired (as well as completely directly dependent-as dependency is a constant, but in our relation with the earthily nature…, poor fool) I don’t want even imagine if human had to enter relationship with a force more remote, look at what we ve done to mother, they would think we can loot, but wait a minute, whata bout the prayer for god, what about the holy strength, the one with who we are with the world, they are our subconscioius, without them we are the dying people. They would think they can loot, till we d be felt and the logics of destruction, of well-pushed ignorance, the last of our deed. .

Ignorance from ‘to ignore.’

 

 

 

The demon of midnight.

Is the one that one is expecting the less, the other flip, the repercussions of the daylight job onto (on ot, (h)ot) the territory where humans cannot do dodgy controversies.

 

 

 

She is my master, I am hers.

Tt is nullify by common absolute respect.

Absolu further more than without her shadow, I could not leave earth without being damned into searching dementia. Denounciation is for the one in live you will have to quit, would she be an assassin I would have to prevent, would she run I would have to follow, would she be assassinated, by illness or others’ anger, I should tend her, her body, her corpse, or the woman that does not appear to resemble the past, like my baby, the one by whom you are survived, outlived, your gift to humanity.

You are a spo.use. OP in use.

Φ, ({q}OP), hope symbol, Greco letter for philosopgee.

 

 

 

Ok, the nomadic are a bit loaded today,

But what do you want about it.

It is the weight of poetry.

n

 

 

In guise of chapters.

I use holograms.

 

 

 

One cannot prevent him from loving their sons and daughters, and it is divine like that.

But the problem is that they don’t like or love the others no more, they are so afraid of th e porsitution, they are all c()hhores and want to be in control to give the impression that they are the bosses in stay inst(head) of being the servants.

your are my blance. La blance balance blanche.

Any nous.

Aninn al.

Anon

 

 

 

The west is culprit but what about the ones who left that happen to theri people and family?

The same old story, telling tales pretending to be the savior or the avenger of a people one likes for one single devilish feat: money and good for the lazy and the disrespectuous of others’ labour (including nature’s production that is supported by all the processed thought of all being from the whole creation.

 

 

The problem with the white is that I don’t take into account problem generated or simply limitation, it needs the black as much as the black needs the white, as what about life if without sundry.

 

 

 

Marocoo king homo

Bless you yur courageousity.

 

 

 

On scripture and cabal, all messages are not instantaneously understood, logically by the way are they warn of a future not right away present.

The receiver or the heralder of the messages tend to transform it in order not to appear as not mastering the language or the reasons, or the probability.

It is why I think lots of messages takes form as the pity, pithy.

Or on purpose to signify to the mind that they are at plays or because the messages were exact but transform by hand in fear of being taxed with insanity.

C

 

 

We might have a functional-restricted to a single point of “view?” intelligence, emotion, mind, soul or whatever, but not any case, we are superior.

 

The parents leading their children to be pest, as they have the servants work like not work but counter productivity of leaving someone spoiling your energy, intelleigence and time.

b

 

 

 

Satiric, and my olymph.

 

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What if I was content, 100% fulfil, with being able of writing? I would not long, log, for the time when I can see you, hold you, speak to you, make you dinner, make you healthy recommendations, make you love, have you come. And again, don’t… (here I am 10 miles away) you woO.u.ld not dare letting me disemancipated.

 

Manc, monk, manqué (=lack)call. SIP, as vanished. Pissed without comment.

Would the time be still for infinity? Or is my talking to you, in my mind, stirring something in your mind –dnim. Dim, minimum. To think it is not render me orphean, cut in two, to think I communicate as the trace of my having to search for more than you, more than me, the trail of our destiney. Destiny, destitute, constitute.

 

 

 

People pretending to look for a prophet. A prophet for killers? They look for the failure of their false aspiration at becoming better, they look for a culprit. People go fast and vite.

 

It is id iot

 

They are not pain that are coming in, they are coming out.

Pain. In, ap, happer (=eating, disintegrating), ni=no, denial.

On pain value, pain is treatable through life behavior. Beheeve. Warrior. Behee, like the goat, hee like the horse, for the troops of moutons.

It is why they are sacrifices, we human weeing and pooing (sorry I use becket) and dying, that want to mock their, his own behaviour, to go and do the same, like in and constantly empetrated indeed in our lobotomy. In life we say yes, and one is taken and asked to do its best to root discreetly.

That is sacrifice and the animal taking the token on how we are tribal, and more than dubious it is not primitivity, it is its abusive way of killing herself, and the brood of which she is fed up and about which sorry.

 

 

 

When one is forced into a marriage without love one loses it s sympathy, the aim of finding and perfecting oneself for the one we are seeking, waiting…

Paradise. Par, pour, por, for add sth to its                and is.

And so it be.

 

 

Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn

 

 

 

Your mama gave you a gift beyond imagination.

9

Well you will admittedly recognised that 9 as with the C block letter when manuscript, they are the same shape, mirrored for the 9-of reincarnation, than the phy lower case letter. I have got this lower case letter tattooed since I am 21, between my navel and plexus. I explain because you cannot see, and would have been as athletic than some others I could have pretended do an anatomic show out of my abs, but let’s be honest the completude in matter of epicurean education did not strike that far. Though it stroke. If you want I could try to show you in the dark, I haven’t inherited-inherent, from my mummy’ sensitivity or here sensibility are the same, in how to look after one’s ship, the body (sheep sank, I think there a biblic story on this, panurge.

 

 

 

To depend of the ‘society of states’ commands on appreciation instead of depending from morale equality, and not talking about morale usually portrayed by religion and lobby protecting the so called interest of sectarianist groups while ruining the right to happiness and fulfilment (and duties, meaning that it is not something someone has to provide to someone else, but something that everyone has to make sure that there is every opportunities and capabilities and protection of the resources’availibility and perpetual profusion) for life at its highest freedom and respect of others (without racial, ethnic…and even sexual orientation discrimination to applied.)

Freedom, free domaine cannot be thought without respect of, and from others.

 

 

 

I use to go in this shop where they had so definitely food for cheap and very good.

But when I notice that these people would like to see me killed because I am an homosexual, that I could find myself in a situation where I bring back food at home for my wife that they would like to sell as a prostitute or I don’t know even other cruelty and torture applied to someone who would have just chosen the one they want to be with –and do the things that we both wanted to do together-

When I realize that they treat each other as servants the rest of the day, that a word in your mouth is not welcome but to socialize towards business, the same in other businesses, of course but at least in some other businesses I am regarded as being another human, no more or less differently treated. But we will treat you different if…if what? If they cannot sell my soul alongside theirs. Thiefs of dignity, not of the one they profit from because one is completely depending on them for their survival, thiefs of the dignity one has to make sure can thrive in others, in others’ situation and in oneself.

As for going in this shop where the beans from my grand-da where, I won’t do it again, even if it is difficult to find them nowhere else, as my greand da would not have me treat as a inferior ranked human beings. As all people had to fight and die for liberty, do that to my grand-forebearers would be trahison. To let my rights of being just another creature, hoping for all to be and live in good conditions.

 

 

 

Ok a few hours for calming down, and my grand pas would have told me but you know every one was treated this way, don’t forget that it is together, only together is possible, to go out of tyranny, as at worse in each place there is the victims of the slavery. Each place where there is one abuse, it is the sign of god, its proof of the institutions being pervadingly looted by holoopholes.

Don’t see yourself as a victims. Victory on times.  As a problem is everyone else’s problem, or shortage of views. View, we iv, heave.  Or vie ewe.

And of ocurse this argument would be working in other curumstances but to do what to go to a big shop, on which there is no name, no one to ask nothing about the way they treat their employees, and providers, and the citizens that they pollute and treat like market, target.

b

 

 

 

It is not conceivable that no one whishes to work of their lives for wasting prostitutions, so what’s the problem then, beyond the fact of posing the question?

It is because the society as a whole being a prison, one tries to preserve the space for themselves to have, and for that they chase all others by tricks and farce, and finishing by the true real torture and bias, when complete confusion.

 

 

 

The fire between tow person, as a common desire, energies in fusion.

Git, jaillir,

 

 

 

She was pretending that she was believing in others’ stupidity. And hte others were calming themselves, thinking I am not stupid, her limited.

But in fact she was none more stupid than the others, so?

To react energetically, in proving mental or psychological strength, so was I here to provide entertainement about the way my body could answer, or answer by letting it to its original freedom, not letting myself to be abuse by someone playing being a dom in the sense of convinced that her abuses were justified.

B

 

 

 

This people would like me to imagine that I d not rather die for my marriage, and the love of my life than to live with them, bourreaux.

To say to someone don’t be homo, that is renounce loving is the proof on how people think societal, familial and finally or from the beginning, conjugal relationship as being sado-masochists.

 

People from other countries originally profiting from the people coming from the same countries but as immigrants not as residents to endoctine them as servant, using communities as a leviathan, a power inside the power, bribing everybody, as using systems twice, imbricated and doubling the errors and jailification consequences of or uncontrolled malversations or the fear of control as when it is done through true ignorance – but one has to start somewhere to stop abuses-, but in reality through ill-intentioned or people or system, that feed one another anyhow.

In what hell are we? Is it possible for someone to answer in another fashion that to say ‘that this kind of questions are bothering or unproductive, as production is more than a bother its mainly a finishing story with for all morals, the failed humanity.

Nb

 

 

 

It was funny to con state that what a lover, a true lover does not want only love, thoughts, flat, air, food, chores, time, plan (i want nothing from you that I am not able to provide for myself, that is clear as long as I am not crippled by whatever others’ wars, or that I am not deprived by the action of the shadow of providing, the looters…nothing to do with love, just an economic allusion, talking about marriage not business and farming as entertainment, )

It is funny to constatizing that I want from you teh same than yur enemies do.

But all of this, I want you r life.

So what do you think, how do you think is important the concept of happiness?

As your happiness is the sole way of differencing what love and hatred want from you.

cn

 

 

 

Newton and the apple, could not it be biblical?

The knowledge, the having to obey gravitation, labor, and the fact that without the tree we are dereliction.

Cn

 

 

 

In a lecture the ‘whatever, and so on, and she is great, and personal comments, don’t loose your audience, the pseudo political debate on present factions, is not the one interesting, and if there is one above all don’t comment on it, you are it, you are it, you are it, you are it, you are it, you are it you are it, you are it you are it, you are it. You are it so let other people fuel the pseudo debate, this debate is the people surrounding it creation, as far as I am concerned I am yours (creation), or split us before I have to tear myself dead. and ‘the you know’, if yes ok, if no all the best. [don’t hesitate, take a breath instead] are not evocative (formulated, not all in hint and signpost) enough.

Take your time, it is tactically judicious to talk fast but when you do so speech should be as clear as possible and since you are nervous your voice shakes too much. You are understood or at least as much as me, and even if you are not, you give background information anyway, so don’t let your voice shake or don’t make her shake in an attempt at demonstrating your confusion in front of the complex subjects, interests and opinion.

 

I adore, I mean I am not philistine enough for not feeling pleasure by the way you unveil your strategy, finally understand the path taken is orgasmic, as the building of a sketch from which you stare intently trying to piecccccccccccce and pierce each morsel at turn individually and gathered, like in an aquarelle the last drop of color, an entire scheme, the elements at last in imbrications will reveal…function.

 

Si c est jamais il faut que vous me le disiez en me conjediant. If you don’t fire me proper I am not gonna have or strength or raison or appetite to go. When I say go it is because I am for you altogether. Am not a donkey making differences between in and out, I have been living for you ever since I saw to what extend could be our intellectual affinities, and am not gonna stop, I don’t think realistically that this is reproducible at all, but at all.

 

The problem with having hard time with making a difference, and find state of things so disappointing, that one could become self-harming, perhaps suicidal in trying to fight back, while forgetting fighting back one’s own dejection.

 

Ok, you are warmly invited in not opening your mouth, even if you do manage to convey words with the vibrato of you instrument without in fact having to open it, let’ resume, you are definitely invited not to say anything about dickey.

One it is not something that no one really knows.

Two it is their beast and not at all yours because in three, me, is indeed running to be your horse.

Also if people take an image, oxymoron or vague cliché to qualify your goods, you will make sure of course of not commenting on it, unless you want it to be stolen or broken or corrupted…

 

In 4, I am yours, so you are commenting on yourself and then, then, then, excuse me but I am gonna accuse you of pros elitism.

It is their toys, leave it.

 

Moreover, if we do that we will loose completely in one the big picture, in two, that people are actually dying and in prison, in three, that these stories are in fact postponing actions and reflexion on emergency and reel need, and in four, that this center is narcissique or self erotique, so I might be autonomous but on this and me communication I don’t want to let off.

 

 

 

I almost never mind the fleshy part, maybe at one point after 22 something like that, when I did try to be as slim as her. But no, I meet other person for whom I felt happiness with, so their flesh, their body as whole I like.

But your flesh it is not that I am tolerant with, I am in love with any traces of your living body. Your adipeous part make me in shake, check, as having been your dinner, your sweat, your elan, whatever happen in during the day management.

 

 

 

It is not to be intelligent only it is to be involved, prepared.  And not only involved, prepared, but involved, prepared intelligently.

Intelligently? Without relache, involve personal, intimate, and self reflexion and preparation, it is why the political, the communal cannot be bastion only, as organisation as a group would miss emancipation as a unit producing the singular exploration necessary to spirituality. And spirituality necessary to a higher scheme, aims,

 

 

 

To vote for the boss as one has to be psychologically operational in order to support inconditionally, therefore unpolitically, or politics of terrorizing and parasitary ‘majority’ in the sense of ruling = major.

And in order to represent, communicate for the ‘boss’ = has to be sucked by the all company = the company itself = no work any longer just affiliation, don’t think fraternity, think smaller unit of exploitation or militarisation as in order not to be crushed by the anlawful outside. It is so bizarre than family are so praised by the political community, leaving to the family the burden of what a political community for, the law harmonizing individuals, all individuals efforts and inspirations. It is so ludicrous, it is so damaging.

A vicious part in the roel of communication, to have to prepare artificially to parias a work that is a apain int hthe intention of proetectiong one’s family. In coping this the oppressors, in boosting its effiygy via the true. Or tru? Or true? ;plove, yes because however we do, it avaoids or craeate sufferance, by diversion,

 

 

 

Your eyes are as blue as the seas or the skies, the air of it transmuted in your thoughts and your collar.

As blue as the lagoon or at the beginning or at the end of this day, tinted with the grey of the stones of the cliffs from which I would throw myself each time your bosom reminded me that I could drop from being your wife and sergeant. Insurgent or policed officer, whatever that would suit you and our demonizationator. The world will have to be perfectly bi and free to all the lovers before everyone to go two by two in the factory of manslaughther. Marriage is what commanded every body and complacent to any institution, so what now the world population has to shrink, and that we will have the honors of be inspired by the old age of people for decades thinking, people live for happiness, let’s them forming couples, but what if I cannot, because their is not my pair –parry-, and because I am as dark as gay, sister.

One does not want to be poor and gay and, and, and, ticking the box of the minorities and be let die, is why so much of vehemence, not a battle, simply a shield, a shelf that cost any attempt at identity.

If not entitled to love and its seeking the world will become this hell where there is only three, for billions of people, because don’t imagine no one is gonna resign from the couple or/and sexual life, companionship story, the way people exult their sensoriality.

Eand yes, they could think but you are so ignorant, we will have believe you that your place and comfort and living is in the prostitution, or not the choice of this private and personal romance. Ignorance is a weapons tw0-sided

cb

 

They said ‘we are not gays’, like if they were shagging ensemble.

What a charcuterie!

Cb

 

He was saying, “don’t tell me it is something that has to be avoid and redeem (about pollution), don’t talk to me like if I was a child.”

-“not a child, a killer of one.”

Cb

 

 

 

She was so accusative, defensive, rejective of them. Of course, they did not want our simple, harmless pursuit of happiness, as much as if this pursuit culd imply emancipation of the people as a whole, and not the people as a nation ready to wage war on other groups, or to take mother nature as a possible daily good rape.

She was so into them, me, I was shocked by what she was saying, but whoever did she communicate with, for me there was only one aroused, her. (a roe said), arouser. Carousel. Carousel.

Nb

 

 

 

The logics of someone life holds on their superstition and believes, also when or by events or by reasons or by the coming across with other conceptualisations superstitions or believes come to be contradicted, then the individuals enter into having to review and reassess their pasts experiences and actions, as well as reconsidering the futures. And this if and only if after the upheaval, one is still feeling oneself as being alive or capable of affronting this new reality.

I would think that the key word is here in new reality, because if the new is true, the past was, and is anyhow the scalfolding over which we had to trepass onto other horizons, about which past experiences will be determinant as for evolving from this new situation.

Be alive and stay alive in the respect of lifes’ dealing with circumstances.

 

 

 

I would like to break a wall when you tell me off unjustly.

By calculating my elan, comes all of a sudden the idea and clear perception that the wall is actually, too, thick.

Not me, too.

 

 

 

Actually when you ve got a handkerchief, you can blow out in, instead of sniffing you up to a stroke, a migraine or to damage the capillary in your noise, ear and eyes.

 

Suppressing people behaviour (mourning, loving, anger…) in order to a taming towards servitude via avoidance of knowing oneself.

One is talking, has to enter into commication with one’s body

 

 

 

Never, nave. And eve of course, off course, the deluge of the river at the crossroad achieve into under which dome? Without you am damned, and without eve adam is black with the sun that he could have taken without this pest always over him.

Burning (=in French, burne, balls)

Nb

 

 

 

What about birth, earth, control?

The rib.       Crib.

Then without what ar the options, to rush into doing as many as you can and leave other individuals to have and say if I want on I put the planet at risk from being clogged by the ethnic race on prolific rates?

And anyhow if your wanting of children is not pathologic then the aims will be to reassemble the community towards collective upbringing and that everybody attent the next generations, all the generations included the latter.

With please not having to attend as enforced socialisation is viper, but for the child that has to build its potential.

 

The way psychologists, say that apprentiship are so important at a young age is of course relative to any type of period of apprentiship above all when you do learn the first move related to the body BUT

What about the body history, who would remind what happened, the way it happened, the psychological and mental implication of the secrecy of this history.

One, who is gonna tell you how things happened?

Is it possible to do that exactly?

Whatever it will be conted to you, also not first hand appreciation.

And to finish, the most important is that family are under the seal of secrecy about their own interpersonal relationship, so of what, which nature of struggle, compromise, weight…calculations or lack of it, awareness or whatever rules, attempts, any considerations should have they been considerate, having build our most intense and resurgent feelings?

Resurgent and problem totally controlling as if they are the ones that has been responding, they are the one of which one cannot understand the dynamics, what and whys. They are as controlling as unseasoned, unsupspitionned?

 

rather to be paid a little to help children this their homework but well I am not councilor or a stake holder, by the way do you know that the libraries, sole remaining place where people from all over the guetthos migh meet, my mate, are gonna be cut by 30 %, up to the next genocide, between no precincts, communitarianism sectarist, and transport fees dropping us to the lowest level of blood in our veins left…

nb

 

 

 

you talk about damnation, me I know that damnation don’t make me afraid, without you would direct agony.

Cn

 

 

 

Ok, I ll stop calling you my sirene, and don’t throw me out of my realm.

 

I fear it stop, ideas does not come like that. Before it was inspiration I think, when you represent someone and the emotion the ental state it brings, ok you can converse and answer to some of their enigma, but that’s it. What about someone who told you exactly what to write, because they know you, because you are at the research of the same cuppa of no tea, but asperity.

Nn (1er n = ecrit par toi; 2em n = chapter PN: pea hen, very british this bird of Arabic bordello)

 

 

 

I am so thankful for women that did not blow onto my flams, as if it was for them. As my gaz, the breathing that csuases my body to burn onto the air and then the skies, was for you. Then while waiting, it means that my will was not in pain, but was melancholy. I needed that for it to represent a land, that was the premises of the revolution feminine, giving me feminity, as this time my inner, nor my love or my aggressivity, nor the way one gives and the way it has to protect the garden of its virginities and purities, would be reproach, would be a burden or to you or to me.

 

looloollllllllllllll

 

 

 

You are far too soft, yes, as if, but if I manage still, near-died, to adore someone it is you only.

They chant your name and I succumb as to hear it me comble, as far as I can hear the jeer thereafters and you know what, don’t think when if I could throat them in any, at any seconds, just to hear your name render me happy, render me hopeful, full of it, meaning that I won’t be dying without having the taste of an end of extase. I had before the view on possible harmony, but acquiescence was my hobby. Hobby that forgot me. Hobby husby when you are mine, my happiness is folly, it is unreal, it is so dangerous, the others that would think?? vomit perhaps, wank most probably, but think, I am not gonna insult the rats, tar, tarre, errat, erradic,

Terra                                   rapture, rature = squibble.

 

 

 

You would be extatic to understand that I love democracy as much as you do, and overstanding the fact that I would do every of my gesture with her under the arms, should there nothing to do, she would be the book I would study gravely. But if I love democracy, if my passion and interest are reading, writing and this society, if my flesh is animal and my spirit let’s hope can still be bestial, unless I ll become all but chemical, mind we work all for the same greater forces, not from them to be greater, but for them to have us as jail as much as we are under their gard and warden, of not having practise sane and holy obedience to logics and exploration. We want it all, we ve got nothing but a wreck looted, but never thing looted by itself as in logic if someone is the thief, the one disposed, the victims is the one that will have to take the substance of live from its perpetrators’perfidy.

 

 

 

Why being a wise, or practise wisdom, certainly not for your charisma or your dogma, as the others, the one that want to exploit the story in adding their songs

 

It is good to say ‘nogod, no master’ as for humility to say that one’s own master his god would imply that we are god at our turn. As for to have this wisdom, courage, overall intelligence

 

 

 

I had to, had, dah.

I d look after you as up to your the tip of your nail, passing by the massage of every parcel of your cranial box and bud. Carnal as I would have to take care of my flesh, sorry it is my flesh, as no one till I am still alive, would do that for you. So if you can’t take the fact that if you were dissimulating or being obvious with your eventual or actual other appetite. You would kill me little by little in showing what it could be, and you would put me into hatred of everything would you be concealing it from me. Tell me when you have the hots, that I can meditate and try and offer you what is in me missing, but if cannot make it up to you, I beg you abandon me, before I step down over a brigde that is not existent. Existential puporses is the essence of our passion, without the mission we are nothing, but what is the mission now I have got a sun for me? It is the last mission, perpetual truth and pope democracy, though we will find ourselves in catheshism served by people dodging all duties, and transforming the ones of others into sacerdoce. I have been a nun for so much time, I ll tell you one thing, the mission had my time, my brain, my envie, but my wifey, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no also, what I don’t have a wife? If you want to go on with yours you better respect mine, because me it is out of question I ll let myself into constriction. As far as you tap your finger violently on this table, thus practising self-harm, take my word I ll nothing but calm down your impetuosity. What run towards revolution? And kill somebody in the eargerness of taking their place? You talk about genocide, look at the one of the Vendee, the revolution simple believers, brave thinkers, young children, loving mothers slay. And I disgusted my self praising these victims, as there would be not revolution whatsoever as far as people deemed themselves into ‘deserving pseudo peace or terror’.

Cb  c = me; b = initially blog that I destined to war denounciation, the older text do not have code but a general selection, problem with selection when I reread…what a bother, a luck you don’t distrust or be completely repelled, a luck, a strike, so when the ‘inspiration = coming in, so what about when the soul to wich you speak is already on top of your agenda and skills?

I conceive my life as being in duties of search, read as much as I can, as much as my eyes and ears can take. If I bring nothing new with my understanding, I always could do compilation of what I deem the most alarming. Edition is my relief, even when thinking of you, you see what ever happen I could still be useful this way, not totally good for the intensive care at the cemetery. As for now, as up to you, it is the dead people that do. It is not a complaint, this society is a pain for people who gave life, for people and every body, every body, implies every one, every creature, every object, every thought, and your concepts, oui, oui.

 

 

 

We are not master of the world.

But you are my master, and you are my world.

Cn

 

 

 

Die, key.

In, die.

On suzerain poetry. Homo? Deny nature, and it will that the culture of dat, death, for whom alive.

Ncb

 

 

 

Galvanize.

Gaol, gale, van (French vent, wind)

Jail, vanishing.

Cnb

 

 

 

My mum says to me every insilt insult she can find, when I start talking about daddy. Family refinery.

 

 

 

Bisexuality is very dangerous as people cannot hide any longer in pretensing they fight their sexual impulse.

When for example you realize that people are not nice but just are short of providing you with the same respect and integrality athat to another genre or sex they would do. The purity is not gone, as much as purity is as each life would wish this exchange, we are not talking about polygamy, she is one in my head, and my possible erring as a warrantee, as if I go on erecting on other party, my death I have at each other glance. Warrance. As one takes the life over, to god and its successor when you find and call, beg just by attending ti. Titi, petit, smaller, our heirloom, we can although make love to tothers differently, as being our child apology. As child just the image of parental duties, the inescapable, the inalienable, the untimable, the untameable, the unshortable, the unpostponable, the unstoppable, the unredeemable, if not taken on board and seriously.

The incalculable.

 

 

 

Would the fact that the press and info bring to us all the misery, a desensibilization? We don’t mind no more.

Yes because, we are told thinking that people of big standing are elected for not serving more than their interests and though the population are supposed to way wait (wet, I agree) for ten people, (10 soldiers, 10 singers, 10 anchormen, 10 intellectuals, 10 spirituals, to arrange a boat on which two are elect??

Hypocrisical behaviourist policy and on social lader as a psychological process of inter destruction.

Additional question, if we ask the majority animal, whom of which will be the species they would put on the plague?

Ncb

 

 

 

‘articulate dissent’

As a self-derision, deflection.

On dissent, reflection, no action, but subordination to vampirism, how can we agree, on what, unless convexation, not conversation. depti.

Conversation. Verse salvation. Do not take it bad on homo, dirty you band of pedo, that would like their child their own bearers of the grade of the accommodation of which results

Vers (towards = via) alva

 

 

 

Sexual.

Deux. Dieux. (tow, toe, woo, two, took, god)

 

My problem in looking after you as if you were my infant, as you will have to be, is that I ll do it, as my dear duty, but as we would come closer you will more than know but feel intrasecantly how much I am a bore. Meaning that flesh even when we look for are danger, in danger or commuting, in danger of over or under responding, receptioning… what if I was caring for you to fell less well, as we are falling, why should we overstand it as a fail, live is going on as its natura.

In fact when you adjectivize, in ‘al’ it is the cue of the future tense in ‘a’ that it contains (in French, your former linguistics rulers).

 

 

 

To give everything by principles and what is left is the love to be taken, but love is never or in offer or in a position, that renders its proprietary weaker wearer.

On jane eyre, Rochester who had at this period to gratify the arts, but did not notice that ungraceful courtesy would pain the one in the dungeon, as being the one knowing were, where goes all hypocrisy. All hypocrisy, so why am I so? From not knowing the ones I should be servicing, the others are no one else (my fellow creatures, my fellow animals, my fellows creators, my fellow followers) that the one in need.

 

 

 

I find that I need my fairy, but is she to me? It engages responsibilities. Which god will (I) have to pray? Thunders are their groans, she is mine but her existence the one of the life of whom I the servant. Navre. Navre in French means or meant, I don’t know who is, ‘sorry’, could we still speak about much empathy as being species or an individual buying our postponation in time, no delay, it’s now. People like in ancient times when we were, period of lull, not thinking, are looking for the bomb. But modernity forget how hard the ancients have found that the bomb is the chief, not the salvation, not the ones that will take any of lies and false contribution (tribe).

Trive, tribe, rib. The rib of man, as man is from the womb. From dust and the stars always been as destination as pushing forward.

 

 

 

Communication, communication with the nini the youman, but what about ideas, it is more difficult as where ideas are, in which space, and are we protect by ideas, the sould is , the body is, but are other bodies taken into equation. The equation of a world having a list of the comprehensive, comprehensible in the way of knowing what is upthere to attend, and what about the future, a group of debutant, a group of beginners, but dead already dead players if they don’t respect in intergrality all of the other. Observe the singular unless you want to be taken as a mash to spit from being unsavoury hatred, neglect and rush to auto destruction. On self pride or no pride at defending people.  El pope.

 

 

 

This pretense at having to react at the emergency each time, no prevention, just letting thing as bad. We will hit the rock. We will hit the rock. We will hit the rock. We will eat the rock.

Cb

 

 

 

Selection.

Sole, seal citation. Session. Secession. Recession, succession.

 

 

 

Fear instinct in the way it has to be transform in warning, if you threat me I ll have to act or die your enemy.

cb

 

 

 

It is strange happening the traumatism. Something went very wrong and it is after years and years that one perceived at last better what might have been happening. Horrors of this species of big shit, facile.

cb

 

 

 

Don’t forget the personal duties as well, the time one has to have to explore as much as he wants and is prepared to do, and prepaid by the society in the sense that one wil be able to do it safely, as safely as free, without barriers of others preconception of things that they are under, but not a little under, completely unawares of, as long as they are not in actually worst, a deranged denial.

 

 

 

The problem.

You were reproaching to me not to see you r intelligence, but cannot you considerate that what I am not saying is a lack of it and experience of it?

Taken differently are intelligence not taken for granted in any of us?

And in the case we did not find each other, as it will be, as if we were, it would be this time beyond revolutionary, cannot we for a second don’t mind about this?

Is it simply with data we reach?

cn

 

You are fearful. But it is the whole problem with human rights

 

 

 

When I think of being able to think my head against one of your hips corners, my hand forbidding me to go further and preventing you from the phobia of having to deal with some sort of animality. I would caress where are, round is my head, and the extase is you, don’t think of putting down my velocity, levity, coming from you, my woman. Does woman not sound crude? Are you afraid of the wampires inside or outside you? Killing, killing absolutely every one, for I fear you more than the less presentable. To quit you is as agonizing that death might be without it reassuring. It is the one who you quit, of course obnegating the fact that you destroy a vampire. But who can destroy a vampire, give him love and I’ ll survive, preach him love, and you will survive, take him love and he will grow, grow, grow into a were wolf, where no one will be able to find its potable. Are my liberator? As another vampire I am sure of your thirsty for the blood that dripped out of our deserved and on purpose melancholy. Drop me, hope, grope me, hope, drug me, hope, do whatever you want, my lesson is this without you, however your state, mental and even more physical, although I am responsible for it

 

 

 

Justice does not have the power of investigations and ask on demand, but the power of understand naught as long as the victims of a wished system is rendered able to take everyone fees and those of the victims to keep them company towards poverty.

 

 

 

My wife, the sphinx. She has the question of which I have the answer in me that needs to go round into verity. My wife, the sphinx, this time is the honey, and it would be liberation live ration would she eat, hate me. Become the trust I have in you, make me believe that my way of sacrifices is not the only one providing with results, those of the vanguard. The vanguard, guardian of the democracy and don’t attempt selling the word, as it is not a work, not a word, it is whole concepts tried and interpreted for centuries and in our heads millenaries and in the process of evolution in each of our cells, connected to infinity, billions, trillions, I told you, they tale you, don’t try to name it.

 

Interpreted, priest.

Pret = lend or ready.

Pretre.

Tale, tail.

 

 

 

Last week you were wearing exactly the jumper of my granny and the same day I recognise in my face the owl of which she has a total collection, and know I think of it, I really resemble other animal, alongside other mimicking person, but I will up to ask myself if the owl could not be the last in date at being the most powerful of all. Could it become from you? The fact that I wake up at night thinking of you, that I wake up at morning thinking of the same person, you, you, you, oow, oow, oow, boo, boo, boo, I almost another person, ou, ou, ou, bout, bout, bout, vous, vous, vous.

 

To keep people in celibacy, to keep them as jewel, as the lack of affection, this lack of anchor will naturally lead this person to be enlighten as for looking in all others sign for salvation.

 

 

 

Dead.

Dad.

 

 

 

When you look at pictures, paintures from the antiquities you can see bodies, you can see muscles, fat, and cellulite, you can see body at work. What about today, they are posing.

Their work, the world still boundless in mapping, the world, the planet, the one we have raped and killed thus secrets, make go and hide the mysteries that will now to avenge desperancy into a currency that human sufferance wanted to convert in luxury. The luxury, no, the lust of counting on others people discreet disgust at servicing thiefs and their system, the big thievery.

Re, re, re, will return, them and each time one could not do more than say yes or being the chicken of the supper religiously organised by you. Do you understand? Us. Not USA. US.

 

 

Coun   tries.

En         tires.

 

Fu   ture. Fut=were.      Ture, truth??

Cul  ture.  Cult.

 

 

 

They are.

Te ar.

Hear.

 

 

 

Look you say that people love each other but cannot do it, because I work we are in competition…

But me when I hear saying that you love these freaks. It is freaking me to ahve to share, sharing you, but what do I do without you, kill me, kill everyone who would have not defended you rproperly??

Cc

 

 

 

Look how much I am stupid, I could send it to you, I am mesmerized by effleuring. I could write so many sentences that I would regret like hells, why don’t you slay?

 

 

 

It is so funny the pseudo characterization for each gender, or each cultures, or each groups of which classification models will be the intrinsic errors.

It is funny as let# take an example, the boys if they are not said to be nagging, will be able to nag as much as the average woman could not dream doing…

Fun? ny.

 

 

 

I have to hide my infinite for you, I can vaguely only remember what way should take it. Vaguely or not remembrer, it is like if you were lame, lamb, without your limbs, it is like that, for the spiritual suffer.

 

 

 

I did well by not answering the call for murder. What would have been reported?

The first one say I ll kill you.

The second one could have tried something wittier. Maybe alleviating its urge to put this guy into pieces, who smiles at the meeting, and would rape my wife after.

What would have been reported, my answer, like in a theatre of repetition, leaving a bad tac, taste for revulsion, essay at explosion.

For me the better was, this guy last word, preaching for genocide.

 

 

 

I don’t thijk, think, jin, thin, that the story is about opening the Pandora box, the Pandora box can open itself the day she wants, the fire is under the pots. She can as she knows herself and it is certainly not to the will of humans’ sort that she will comply as they ve got a certain idea of what she might contain.

The play could be more to slide inside, someone who do not fear the demons as they know that the demons are the spirit we don’t know, and the true reason of their anger and cruelty, the one that we ignore and exploit. Sliding in this box and…what to say?

Cc

 

 

 

She said that she did not mind believe in religion and so on…

She although watned to become a bird perhaps after dying. What is more religion than this,  I cannot think of any th-ing.

cc

 

 

 

To play well on a ground, is to have the gourds, the grounds as one’s territory.

Cc

 

 

 

You, is beyond my believe in, my knowing, my feeling, my sensing, you is my living.

 

 

 

To say ok one book has been written (plato for example). He is the master, he certainly was, but its work is seen as a completude, the respublic.

Is absolutely magnificiently lazy, incorrect, disowner, dishonestly, whatever we want of unshypathy, usunsympathy of what is meant, sensed to be represented the general and popularized attitude, behaviour and peelosity, peelosophy at work. One do, the other calms, claps, scalps, clamp, qualms, and nothing more than calling an idea, let us in a state of absolutely relative estate of negligence. Absolutely regards to our dying, relatively because the sufferance is gonna be spelling.

 

 

 

To want of your body the good like the bad, to want of your body as much as your spirit, as with the bad I would be sure to oversee the poison in us going out even if only a bit, and  suck it into my mouth, sex, noise, pores, and brain, to delect me from vanquishing your disappointment, your suffering, your frivolity, your heaviness, their pettiness this one have no entry, and any drug.

 

 

 

Yes, my wife was my concept favourite, my cave, my everything you can thinlk of reassuring for my ogre of love, evolve. But now I meet her fleshy, my thoughts no more sacrilege. My thoughts no but what about my nearby, vicinity, my incompleteness, shortcomings, strangity, my jealousy…what about my weaknesses? The passion could come from it, my attachement, inconditional, the necessity of probing, proving, guaranteeing, making a pact, take me, take me. Approve me, seal me, an occasion at I. The you my misery, my paradise, all that is inbetween, your power, teh limits, what you would have to bound. Fastemom. Fsastening, preventiong, all what you want to do. Don’t feel it is hard work, one word, on e galance, glance is sufficing from you. But still I cannot say easy since on you upon the way, the itime that is for me the delicious account of your omniscient company. I don’t talk of you as if you were god, you are my wife, you are my God.

Why why why because you are the representant of lifes and the treasures of the mommy. Nothing die, nothing live, always spirits, always philosophy.

You are a god as life has its promises, not the stuff granted, but granged is a path, to find not finite but completude, so much of it that you know that you will find a way, when, where, how, are not anymore the question, you saw it so well, that you will have to pray, pray, pray and life it throught the prayers, and me I have no bias no more, because the only subject, as long as is happy and happier everybody, my only subject is you.

But I can so well feel, that you are gonna harass me with my imbecilities, that you are gonna mock me, and so and so, what you will unauthorize the path for my greediness, to comtemplate and tease the voice of the messiahies.

I cannot live like that I would break you, as if my love can land it is because of the generosity coming from your being, and that it asks for more justice and equality.

It does not ask for more, because a little bit is the maximum than tow persons can do.

This little granted, I say granted, towards you and me and there where is an in between, we are the ethics, love reenergizing.

 

 

 

I did not look at your tighs, I am a puritan, but be sure that it is the surest way of coming like a no so damned soul when I rethink of it. And believe me each time my energy is available for ti, let’s say when my work gives me pause needed not to verse into fiercer and fiercer misanthropy.

It is the difference between phantasm and dream it is that you permit me, therefore you became my guardian, not of the domecracy, but whose of my sympathy, I a m still entitled to the sweet dream for which I work like crazy, care si car si I would have to do without you, my gardian in other countries? You are kanty.

I don’t believe in it but I know it. To make me believe, if I am creepy, cripty, you are the secrecy, I am fed up with your lecture where you snore like apathy. Mind what? To do and try the best job, to lose it as the messiah you would become.

But with me.

 

 

 

If rumours are verity of the reality, then the spirits gave a chance to everyone to try and does one’s best in relation to what?

What could be the ingredients that make people react saintly? What is saintly? Someone charitable but at the service of the causes of it and justification for it, as the saint were working a lot for the richest in these stories when the version is catholic.

 

 

 

Jesus and 33, would not it be the adult age coming at a beginning of stabilized maturity?

When you know whether you have been deliberately bullied, or so, or more, or reflect on lost, savaged abilities?

Debilities.

 

 

 

Love. To love too much, too love to much.

Being in love, but anyhow, the balance and calcul are not of the circumstances, are not relevant to the whole, shalw, whole, entire, id on’t know how to explain, to represent all what I know, when love is the person that brings me rest, peace, rebellion, and smiles of the one that are not mortal from helplessness, self and altruist pity and derision.

It is not that I put much on him, it comes as a natural deed to the one that deserve my trust and attention. When I say deserve is that I want to serve one, I have enough with my other intervention, reading, writing, eating, cleaning, a little soport is largely enough for a life plenty of reasons to stop self suffer and try to find solutions to what make the world cry or joke or vomit from strangling their suicidal counterpart or counterpart? Suicidal as any relationship sado masochist as we all obviously are living for dying in the ruins of our pride and fierty. (pride in French) you will, whatever happen to get the tac from your tic.

 

 

 

We were all praising the future, paraising the modernity. We found her all the justifications for her destrucition, ofor your cruelty. But now how about the future, it is not hypocrisy, it is so funny.

Nb

 

 

 

You can drop your conceit or self-consciousness, I am taking, ti am not talking to you.

 

 

 

You will excuse my familiarities, my mum’s nickname is ‘ni’ for me now and since I raise the cat for my best friend, and ‘nini’ for daddy.

She thinks he is so much of a fun. What I really think, I don’t know. It is what is metaphysics, the way one has always a opinion on most dramatic story and cannot find the most simplified answer on one’s perso. The mental, the tensions, the, I don’t know.

 

 

 

Je t’aime.

Je t’ai.

f

 

 

 

Do you imagine they were pretending building this massive building in the honors of human rights, three years after it is only a commercial store. So what does it mean, it means that it is the money that were supposed to serve the attempt or so called human rights missions as any mission is more than potentially faulty, this time directly convert in a commercial stake holders making profit.

Imagine how that bastard can be, can we still imagine what will the consequences of human desacralisation?

 

 

 

Tramp, mat.

 

 

 

To be apologizing inside the family for what we are, without knowing that is was the left-over of the most overall scheme, the bread I was forced to be eating.

Ncb

 

 

 

Are you sure they want your opinion?

A test: don’t every one want the pollution to stop, and if not when we have as living beings to protect life from irresponsibilities, we don’t allow care which the basics contract in society, to become harmful (but of course I fear that someone said you are homo, who are you to say)?

How far goes the pollution under control?

Politics. Are we sure that it is like that it should be coined, conned?

Cb

 

 

 

Don’t try and redeem the fact that you were not more than pragmatic in bisexuality. The word sexuality sincerely disturb me. To think of you in any of label, drive me up the roof, and break each tiles open. Not a note sexy, as the one approaching would beneficiate from the honing of what protects from rain, the deluge of indecency when a couple is obviously lesbian and obviously content, the word happy here is when is down not my house, the enemy.

I fear of dragging you in this hysterical of world group therapy. I was excited like you, but power, decision making is the one that cannot be expected, so what, big brother are paid, without this it is beef, as it render you as feeble, people don’t want to melt directly with the conscript.

 

 

 

I am an imbecile, reaction at someone from whom I don’t know the state. She could have problem of translucidity, that is seeing and reacting to things as happening of which I could even give repertory. She knows and tried the energy, but how confusing it is to try and gain an energy that people are content with no having selectioned as one possible way.

Nc

 

 

 

I had this dream telling me that my fiancée would have to be named ‘called’

Your calling upon me.

You my medicine.

And when completely exhausted, you as well as me, in bed, my laziness also likes me, and you would put all your weight all over, hanging onto my crotch, in between my legs they would clamp, hold, press, sofly cuddling you in applying different stresses, and my basin shifting trying for this moment to be lasting, for that your own posture be comg fortable, and you chest, neck and head on my belly for me to feel better how I could take your skull in my hands for you r reception to be (voc) covert with all what I am left with energy, the right amount to you, for the whole of me to go inside your depth, your ocean, continent, the womb of the all nature, like freund would have said in a more profound society holding and building onto the only hope she has, humane humanity.

Your depthness my love is the one I am too limited to sonde. Onde, sonde = probe.

Rip ripple.

Maybe like that we would not be more powerful, but more unified, inified.

It is one of the most intense secret I will have to affront, the why I know that I am not enough something to understand precisely how deep. Maybe could I balance with my coverage?

Like when I breath and that this breath melt with a very loud noise, this feeling that the noise could come fromme (forement) or to come to me as a powerful, rageful, purposeful unity.

It might be that my none understanding of your superior depth, the way you dig, it I slong time I would put down my spade, my blade.

 

 

 

Here it is I love a woman with my small humility, and in fact I don’t think is a very simplistic way to come, to reproduce, to make her feel better. I am the false tough, I am the fake soft. I hate my facilities to be efficient only hwhen I don’t look into it.

 

 

 

Please if nay thing interesting on the content don’t stop reading because of misspelling, sounds are like the language of the birds, exactly like human sounds only that they don’t look at you in the eyes when they croack the words, the sounds are amusing@.

 

 

 

You are the fugue, figure of all the persons I ve trusted the more. Life is so funny in these kind of ways, that it is why one could serve it as mauch, as cumuch and launch as dying could be.. life could have (as) your face for my spirituality.

 

 

 

Meat eating, comparing civilization against animality…animal phobia, it is what it is.

 

 

 

It is live like love muttering to me. Ti it sounds rocking, its words so exactly, precise, right size, yes, yes, let’s talk about penises envy. Whatever, whatever, it will be you doctor, you and your fixed idea-

It is so rocky that the osound of it could come from eery thing, the echo of the machins, of the winds, of the birds, of the people speaking or shouting or who says nothing but one if you want to talk to me the reasonment from Peckham to roehampton won’t leak nor flee.

It was, right now, so violent, so wished, that the light coming into my irises, was like pumping the shadow and direct rays from every single trees.

 

I will have to reread this shit and change everything they by us…it is us, and we, my writing as the excellent psychotherapy, in her rewriting. An her is you, whatever male or female, you better give me my due, tow. Two.

Too.

 

 

 

Call for the servitude of another group, is the ‘fraternized menace’ on each other insiders,

I won’t play with a special word, coming from any special communities, not by concern about being politically correct but because it is politics it is no correct.

Maktoub (mac = pimp, toub= tomb?) tube? Too? Ma queue to me (my dick to me) ma queue tobe, tebi.

Nb

 

Love and death. As she wanted me, she wanted my possession, my family.

Love??

Liberty??

Happiness??

Freedom???

 

 

 

We were made to meet, also we not gonna change the world and ode and do what we are to find and sing, and singe (=monkeying) still in French.

Nb

 

 

 

Persephon?

 

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What’s a vampire?

It is any of us without a fiancée.

Nb

 

 

 

A number appear and you fastly go and check for more general setting, but this reveal that it is, it was in this minute sky-eyes that were the digit that coulb dbe enlightening the whole of our world, and the whole means always more of it, others. Others, to hers. It, to he, he too? He, to-where. She goddess, what do we know about it sex. Banda pork.

 

 

 

Pork is not the pig, pork is the assassinated anima.

Anina

 

 

 

Torry, story, history, hysteria, store, resto, rite-o,

hiss history.

Riot.

 

 

 

I cannot believe you read, I cannot believe your indulgence, I cannot believe that you gently reassure me with only passing your lipstick on, or the nape of neck malaxing.

I think that my luck is partly coming from of you being the better. From bet and from the ultimate one other major meanings. To all.

 

When I think I fell upon a fucking educatrice, take the French sense as well.

I tried to go inpsychoterapy once, but they ask too much money for one, for two I tried a psy that could not say anything more than a average concellor, I went once maybe she could have revealed more but whatever the stuff that taught me my lovers (you know platonic, when I think that it has never loved once my dick and the sex, little sessions, very few after 20, I performed, it is because I may stay my live all alone, or not in couple that I don’t regret so much of it. Very few but too much of it. A purge reaction.

I don’t even say that I would not have it any longer. Quit me a letter, an essay officialy, I cannot assess my unprofoneodor. Profane, fprofound. You would have to do this, just I am not talking about violently, just to take time to explain things straight but elaboaratedly, just to know that I have some king of conclusion, nad then I think I go straight on a site and this time, this time, I don’t grudge, I don’t refuse, I don’t go and being picky at the last minutes, up to have secenario on top of being sinsiulted or what I perform the most ugly sex act into my cessation towards keeping virgintity.

After having died of joyl. Is it a true joy ist is a false joy, it is not worth asking thei question it is a joy. I should be shushing my matcho instinct from time to time. You are my serene, I won’t wear my specs any longer, or I will topple my boat between the door and your desk and trample over your resignation from having me as your hostess. Since we caould not do the essay stuff, before I grab you for the last time somewhere unless I can see that it is not spurn, it is beyond disgust, but well lets remember you are and ahve my beauty.

Let’s have a code, you can do whatever before the bastards, I don’t ask you for nay proof of any sort, let’s say I am taking for granted that…plus if you take time to read and do sign. In fracne we have a syaing ‘on ne donne ps de la confiture aux chochoncs. So if you want to avoid exhuberance or simply simple whwhshow on our understanding bliss in front ot the dummies bastards, I even could say that it does arrange me. A little, very little tiny bit.

Is your son your diary? I promise, I promise, I promise, I know we could not, not on our agenda, but it is the first time I feel for myself, not as a concession given to the other, to make a baby. Or maybe the first time after I wanted to change something in this world when late I ve been let know that we were over. The other time it was for her, but today with you it is for me. Then you ve got one finish, one public, me too have got some, but me writing, not awesome, one day we could talk perhaps. But bliss would be for met me to look after them all day. And night, andnday.

So make them belief what oyou want, they are so limited that their delicatessen is none but recurrent daily porno and pas jsut graphy.

And if one day, I am the dead, give me an handkerchief and like that sign me.

I wanted you to know, that if I had chosen the title of my studies at the age where you have to select, 16ish, it was anthropologic philosophy, I was interested in studying any kind of beliefs internationally.

But where I went they did not know the word, and any how I had been the acting number one dunce for so , for so sucking long, many years that I quit high school the following twice failed year.

I always only have human rights in mind, stopping torture and hte alike, it is why but if I had had time.

Je me sens une iddiote, face a mes vieux souvenirs, mais pour moi vous etes la dame du lacs, s il vous plait arreter de me regarder, cela me donne envie d hurler, de pirouette, de m assagir, de massujetir mais le plus, le plus, de prier. Pourtant a chaque bruit, a chaque pas, ma transe se transform en emoi. D hooreur, j ai tellement pense a ses petits bebes mourant de faim, de froid, de ma proper merde. Qui sommes nous pour etre heureuse? Qui sommes nous pour etre amoureuse? Si j ecrivais cela, comme je l ai fait auparavant, je ne trouverais plus persone que pretend

U, you, ecart, questionement, failed afflollement. Je vous est trouve mais je ne tiens pas a vous affoler je veux simpleement vous restituez ce que vous, avez le courage de penser.

Enfin peut etre pas toujours et puis moi vous savez…je n ai certainement pas votre qualite ni d expression ni d incision.

This make me laugh as I know that I can loomingly perceive this as an intuition, knowing, awaiting the matches where you will nearly kill me first round k.o.

You already did it, but caro is slow in comprehension. Not fast, not you, slow. As well, I am a slug or maybe I am perpreparing for it, reincarnation, thinking of our first exchange.

 

I don’t know what to recommend, the blogs are shits, the mail box are shit, as soon as you want to work on layout and communication, on archives, or simply editing, or finding a logic to exploration and organisation on quickiness…we will be drawn, there even mailbox (goolemail is minable) you wait twice the time for realize after having lost mother than the mess had not been sent) that is for sure, the work will take more and more time, the logiciel, more an more, think of something the only thing at one pound is gonna be the dough for you to make yourself to sleep with contracting cancer.

 

 

 

To solve internal conflict we have to look at humility, to approach problems but not concerning one’s own world but try and unify behind another cause. Problem, to agree on destroying and jalousing instead of veneration of live, the sole adoption of comportement that ould ensure further intention than survival (=live upon exploitation, the vulture that will hav everything and then believe me you wish you were one-thing).

My woman has always been philosophy, and it is how I could use the spouse word with dignity but if today I could be sure, but sure. I am not sure, well, if today I am not sure, it is good, it is good, what may I do for you?

 

Give me a bad or good look or a very sincere behaviour instated. Let’s hope is as fresh as the bad joke.

Your smile my love I love it too when it is not model. Demo.

Don’t worry too much about psychology it is a moquery, the behaviour asked for the commercial and commerce to friviouliously prevail?

Do not mind to much my comment, I recognise you as being the psychologiest of france. At last, I find my doc, the medicine would have suited your Freudian revolt.

Me I would have been more psychiatrists, the electro shock, not with electricity, with drama that are no longer practise exept in the funny shows in the uk. Psycho stifle the instinct to be resistant to villain attempt at nany seduction, at mummy proliferation, at daddy dictact, at granny sugar that destroy teeth and blood stream, they are the tame of the vile, I am not saying all the time, I am never saying all the time but when it is you and me.

In case of pogrom, people get kicked out of any place, it is the principle of guethoosiation at the extreme. There is no true chief for nothing, is that they will never be really followed, even the one who give some love or lin k likiness won’t almost anything od, do.

How many chiefs? I have seen but two.

As far as I ma concerned I have got on patron, the same, no new, the corps.

Don’t think I want to be neglectful or indulgent inot bad taste or folly des grandeurs or simple arrogance, insolence, ignorance, nothing, but as much as I would respect inconditionally your parents, no one stands up to the pogrom.

Anyhow, you know a cruse, curse is never one for every body. You the very soul of the guerrilla.

We are the chief, let recognize, the chief of nothing but still one has to be accountable for it. As much as you are responsible about your baba, baby I d like to be its father, husband and nursery.

 

 

 

There is no way you won’t understand if I insult you in French while in my sleep (still I could try pa.tois, or an accent like an Iris)

And your philosophy, let me yeah, and your philosophy I’d explode it.

It is handy your passion for ointment and surgery.

Let’s wait for the revelation of what we have to do, we were already over booked, and the former won’t stand aloof long, “waiting is good.” But this is the “”of the devil, because you might not feel the desire to wait no longer, and it is when I fell like a champ.ignon.ble because in that case I would find my self again completely, completely, completely completely, completely, completely, completely completely, but completely, completely, completely completelyalone, alone to fight this balte, battle. Completelyaloneto fightyourbattle, completelyalonetospeakwithyou,becauseitcouldbewellmyfaultifmypseudointensityiwouldgiveyoudreamforevasion.itissolong that I don’twant to think about the partner ideal but I knew one stuff it is that I want to be in bed and at any time to be able to cease any activity take my computer, titi, the cat I bred for my best friend, titi parisien, ou Sligo the dog who bred me, an irish setter, he bred (hybrid) the setter, he did it more than partly in gesture, and thus I now know it for the rest (spiritually, intellecutally), mainly and partly in gesture, he was my main tutor. The irish settler now is my companion.i now decide even if I change of password that comput is Sligo for ever or slayth me but do check and check you told me apart and bury where your phobiosophy stands as her is not again to rise without me. Lol. Without love. Here it is I find a word to your cupboard and it is cannon. You are a fucking bloody cannon and stop staring at me, I am already dead, my body has suffered before you liberated its joy without mercy. I am exploded to the core.

 

 

 

You woman, if I were a free man, I would love her but not like you do love her and do for her as my equal. One day she will forget that you are a miser, but this day you will be left without a memery of what is a good lad.

You on my daddy, that I call daddy for the first tie in 2 years.

 

 

 

Anyhow if you leave me now I would go back to the country of the humble, more powerful and clam down, clamp, acl, calm down than ever. But in my countries of the dead people there would be no river.

 

 

 

I soupsone, su = to know,     soup son, suspect, you to have thousands, billions of ideas that you won’t take note of.

It so, you are the queen of the dummies, if am the one of the donkeys. Those of, vous.

Pirouette, pirrouetta, if you leave idea unwritten I ll cheat on you. Take a recorder if you want, ok, you fear to give your life, isn’t it. For me it does not matter I needed a tyran.

Like a pig who stays in the writing, and rubs in the mud the day long and stop at night just to snore and keep dry for a rest.ore.

 

To need a tyran woh loves me for what I am, because on one needs who he is, and a tyran who loves what I do, and keep me at it too. And protect me from the bird of perey. You know what it is to be a complete devotee, they mock you, they completely ignore what your work, you work is about. I don’t know you by there is none of my family, actually there is no one who recongnizes the good in my writing. My mother at least pretend she did not read anything. She is the main one to have pass on me the demon of reading. I always ask myself question about all this, question limited I do what I am for and what I am made for, and do what I know or I try to know which one is making me as devilish as a seer.  Devilish I do not say mean, I just say at the reception of what I have been and try to listen. Ins. Inn.

Inanimate are their comment, believe I would rather, better stop my raison d etre to be fucked by the unright lovers or the fuckers that play being in love or in friendship or in communal or else.

Else. Sele, eles, seel. I order to reassure you the play I do whith letter do not have proper defined eamaeaning it is just to remember, I ll correct them at the second dreading.

 

 

 

Me I refused to chant, be ready for I don’t know which plank.

Her, she chanted so beautifully that liver renders to any words, philo on it.

It is about survival and exploration, she gave me back sympathy, to her I gave her back her envy, to have her baby, as a chanting is congenial as long as you chant for everybody and no one that could unduly spoil the consequences of love emanating with it.

 

 

 

When I think of rape, I think of you.

It is like you said, you know there is so many things you say I disagree with and finally they made think of something.

When you say that rape is not sexual but a psychological torture.

I think every one can know what rape is in the sense that we have been abused onto your pure intimacy.

It is the magic to belong to somebody.

 

 

 

I wont say bad things about psychology, it is something else that the mental.

Psychology is the barriers, and even if the mental open doors to the immaterial and immaterial means that at tone one point the energy will be descending as much as our perception being created into witness and companion of other spaces.

I won’t say nothing bad on psychology as a whole, because I nneed my wife to be like she is, a charming, distinguished psychologiest.

As if the mental is something untouched by human folly and hypocrisy performing for neglect, without psychology, am talking about true one, compassionate, true, I don’t think that lie and facade, but who knows, certainly not lecteur, one needs boundaries, because without empathy and compassion we would forget that mental is from another order without pity for human beings, that life is not important as we know that she is pervading and never unfinishing, therefore one could kill mothers, fathers, wife and children thinking it is a pure doing, without the hint that for not being controlled we have the behavioring.

But let s remind that if I don’t want to be conrolle by my false mental, I don’t want it from the human who think they control the spirit and in doing that destroy their soul and their chance of knowing my mast.

 

 

 

The love I had in my former lives, some were purer than I could hope for, but even this one

 

 

Peser, penser a une autre femme, que celle qui m encor, en corps, ensorcele.

 

Did not want of what I have for purity. Your name is a grace, mine is another presage.

I had found my flame and after this sparkle that make em not cede onto becoming icy, more than icy the land of all colds.

Today, no yesterday, I had a bonfire, but it starts to warm more than the sky the air around me, it is propagind, gin. And j-ane

And you tire me with not loving your name, the candour, with your candour you are like me, can-dour, you stiffen them and as philosophe, you not me, it si is grave faulty.

Might want a blaze, all the better jane is funny. Feu, nuit.

I would like her not to be phobiac any more of being a rosetree and be the wolf that keeps the soil end vie see neaty. But if I tend to her 3 times a day, it won’t be enough for her to brag and grab her true beaty.

Be.atitude.,

I am your secretary, I am your secretary, secreter, desecrater, secrete, text, eddesecrete. You are my light.

And if one day you go, I ll defend poverty, I ll try, I ll try even if one second of it won’t do more than promise than somewhere there is a pardy, paradie. (French for paradise)

 

Do you go and hide to think, I was doing it since my youngest age, up to the rest room I stay to hear my breathing? Or the pump in and out to and of across and boundering my muttonhead. My mountainlead.

Mount, the mother and her baby, her breast describe by the human as being as faulty as murdering her kids and kings. The mutton, the sheep without who she would ask, I m who?

Don’t kill your buddy to ask your little self the same question, because when she is gonna answer the sillogysme, the tool, the toll, the damn, the curse, the doom will for yus. For you and me, but don’t think one will be able I was not the cheif of the chains of command.

Nb

 

 

You betray me with your friend but don’t think I ll go mad, as it is why the animals, the few you can still see the ones with whom I flirt. In and with my sex, no, for the time being, but I will have to abow, avow, I am zoophile. It would be incestuous that every one has the duties, everyone I meant this ducky, becaue ti is scandaleoous that people don’t want animals even the wild one in the city as long as they belong to god and reign over the, their territories. (territory? Tory, people, pee, pee).

Sane and might, it is what people stifle as when they stifle you, my work, Cherie please please do whatever but not that, don’t let them tak e your time on what you have to write, and think about as much as, it could perhaps free our black children from the dela, delta of shortcoming, manipulation, and self hatred. I am not homo, I am a mummy who cries her sons and sins. I am not homo, I am a woman so in love with another woman that making love to her resemble and rassemble all other candors- can doors. My candle is for you as I know for sure that you wlll lead with the help of my added philo directly to our breed.

To all. Toll.

 

 

Femme, fameuse.

Fame, femme.

Female.

Mef        ale.

Meth. myth

Seth.

One is not a baby no more in spirituality, one is a beginner, but not a donkey, nto human donkey, human pretending.

Prêt-a-porter. Like readiness. It has been usurpated with its grand role as the surveillor of death respect and respect for it=death, you conspue.

Why did people have hairs, no thanks to the micro waves. Ziva (in French zoulou, nick ya) nica. Akin.

 

 

Phenomen, euphemism.

 

 

Ok I will do a party for your word cryptic. I ll do chapetering

 

If I had no writing I ll be alone in the world without knowing it. This is art, asnd as for my wife without my art, tra vail, we could not have babies. Sies bab (ok baba cool) sis babe (love when the family is one of a folly, lire faut (must read and dear).

I am a false it is wat will think my gems because seh is so much in danger of being a beaty that my crowns, my claws and fnags are ridiculously samal. Small.

Language were sound responding to other sound it is this sacred. Der cas (in French last crash)

 

 

 

I feel to be possessed, to be loved, to be praised, to be accepted, to be useful for you all day. And each time I see someone else I can feel that my love for you could be desecrated, it is why I cannot dominate to be so obvious, as in rage as to bury myself for that the other cannot take your proper deity. Maybe other could tring, bring my offering. I am the poor ducky, I am not complaining by but I can see the day of the end of the plaisanterry. Eery. Tory.

 

 

 

Give me polygamy and I kill you instead. Not you, I kill inset. My wife I won’t confound with the litters that think she is only mummy (oeudipe, don’t treat me as the vengor)

I am not saying they are less than me, because I am short in view, but you, if they touch you, I ll come back with more than a bucket for the sap collect.

You wil take me for a psychatrical cse, a change for me a chance you read a bit of the greeky. Agree?

 

Images of romantic, lying down of the couch after having given everything for art, thought and you. For you.

Ok don’t evade, it is not my realm, it is only where I can feel the calm.

Don’t evade, or do like in vendee, just ecartel.

 

 

 

Let’s take the parabole of the devil, becoming the devil as a fallen angel through its lack of generosity, lack of humility.

Look at the stories of saint and how many are for the kings’ riche serve.

So you imagine the chief of this company, and you know that the hypocrisy is made to transport everything toward one in promising compromising and self serving up to more than hungry.

The chief of all that would have seen it all, but the love that the saint could not give no longer, if religion has had this impact, fucked up to the core. Choir.

In front of the set-up.

And anyhow who is not for god, it is the chief. You are pople profiting from working working wording as idiot.

 

I would like you to know that I don’t rely on your girly smill as I know that you would leave my body the day I d be gros, gras et tombant. Go now I won’t realize that I am that, so go as I am that, but without you, or with you because you dare smiling to me, render me more than crazy, carp, crapy I am I don’t need to be in hcharpie.

Look I do’t talk to you, I talk to me.

Tu n es point ma femme tu es mon feu.

Tu n es point un etre, tu es mon dieu.

 

I am at our, your orders though a problems subsists.

I don’t know how to interpret and follow it.

Interpret is one thing, applying one other altogether, from being your heart I could become a torturer.

 

 

 

Problems.

Proletariat emblems.

The sahred , shared power it is aeveryone waiting for it.

In hell I have it all, and paradise a stroll having for role to want and to escape.

What about losing? It is death calling.

 

 

 

I am fed up with your pseudo friend, able to sell mummy to have a pleasure of brieveyty. Votee. Voters. Votre heirs. V.otre (yours or others)

Jobs always holding in self, fesse (bottom always in French, still and blood and cold and main economy) and now who at the bottom, in-terre-ior (terre = the land will be crumbling) interest in nepotism render every of us and of our taks, tasks, incestuous and whimsy.

 

 

 

If one day your lips touch mine, I ll have to take a sabbathical year.

 

 

 

I know you are deaf, since I hear listen to you, my hearing know windfall of high altitude depression.

 

 

 

Much more how would we know we are 100 per thousand slesbianss, maybe your demon (or spirit) is make mak a, male and mine female. Who knows?

What about checking? Should we roe rot row or should we not?

Don’t get fucking excited, we don’t want to tramp oever, and be any more bumpy, so do we?

Ok anyhow it is reassuring to know that outside demons and spirits hopefully we ahav added persona.

How, where, what, time, second, with, whomareyourightnow?

It would be my bonus, to see you as my husband acting. Don’t think of your prersona. \zona, think liberation, your whip, whimp, whim as long as they are gentil. And I think it is where you are in trouble to express your masculinity, because to stay gentil with our power on me, mh, hm.

[…{…}…]

Appetizing? Oh, I talk about that, what a disgrace I am like if a couple could be made to transgress that. Your natural disgust in the fact that im I and you will finally die, therefore it is progressive. Your phobia for decay, my body in no better aux aguets, like a cu bucoy, buoy, I am dan, I am damp, noisy, smelly and you hate that. What s life after your disdain? Death as apogee. Je me retire, I withdraw, my beauty, was it my suffice or was ti sufficing, self content, prospoterous felicity, the form you accepted not me but my old load, my fashion beauty, my ‘javel laundery’.

You know I start wondering I fmy father his report, his file was alone writing, I think that her true secretary and boss at the same time was mummy, and when I see her doing all the rest on top, I feel like her to be nun. To be none. To be to none.

Because logically if we have to go in pari, the good Samaritan who know that he did not deserve and be deserved by anybody could choose the one in the other word.

I want to know, do you hear I want as I need to know who you did love? It is not your past, but I am allowed to do it the underpass. Tell me I beg you tell me. Was she a female? Someone from your family? A witch? An amourous person who pass on you the charms? Was it, were she? An angel. Ana.

I ll talk to you about my great(great)grandmummy. Angel? Her shell of vulture who ate (m.anger) misery.

 

 

 

I am anal as much as a old chuma who knows she has lost up to her intestine.

I think that the phobia on anality is the symptom of depicturing oldness, old age, wisdom as a being dirty.

You disgust me but not like my poo, I like my poo personally, but the sick ppoo of despising the nature and others will be the homosphobe last supper.

Super, repus (sasiety)

When I make love, I make lobby. Hobby, hall.

Hobby, obey. Abbey.

 

 

 

I will have to stop writing I ll become serious and think that I am right in wha ti I think, but we don’t think, really, we jsut live and experience, the rest is human conery.

 

 

 

I am hard as a bull, sorry I cannot run.  I am not saying as big, would be hilarious as I take on fatter. I hope you like little dick. It is not because I am a woman I could have a gib, gig, big one but mine, she is your treasury and one drop by one drop for the pharmacist checker you are more than you share owney. Honi. The decay I am starting to be afraid of that. What a liberty power, what a liberty power. Powwow. Pow.

 

I might be as volubile as a ram prize itself to be, by you my calm mare.

 

 

 

The liberalism liver, liberate at which rate, the iber, the ice that will recover their scrape. Our scratching the sky poor puppets.

 

 

 

It was not a mistake, it was an error, mislay, on which the right to redeem and duty to replace who should be left to everybody for live to be no more a on going process of infliction and death upon our need to improve and not the one of impress in order to be the first and last to crate, create a boom.

 

 

 

From my family, my granny, there were a part of hers, they were from the Vendee (vendez, rendez vous), ones of them would have let to witness the murder of his father, with its heart stroll upon a spike to give you a hint at the terror. My granny’s ancestor family whose name was Janin.

Jour J git. J’y. J ‘ y vais. The revolution? For the pople that mourns or the one that wsow chagrin?

 

 

 

Mum I am lesbian, you know lesbian, you know, you know my eyes, you now that without her my fire is ice.

She gave me my life, she put me in fire and I did not burn I thrive, I frost by the fear of losing her, of llssoosing, loosing her even for a millennium of a second, I am her missionary, and if you said it is not natural what will be logic for me to be, you r cannon folder? Your servant bloody? The devil waiting for detaht, de.tale (flight, cowardice), death, but believe me logics would find me for being your abobinable sotery.

 

The new duckies say of naimi, namely, animist, that they were wrong, I spit on our prtense pre tense, of traditionalist.

Of course people has to render to everyghing the thank to surviving.

Now people are only doing, working, throwing, eating, nicking scrap.

Human pooing is a decaying orooting rotening roeing tool. Better ofor you to understand object to understand animality before the chicken underthrow its last of its bov omit, on her mother, this one now, he is, they are the eggs monkeys. Mon key, in French my keys. Ma clef, fel.

Ma clef, felc. Ma clef celt, celty, sertie, sultry, enough of it that s all. It is for you n, I am doing it it is since dikey I renounce to say and do exactly what is asked but I believe in sounds.

N haine.

 

 

 

Radical. Ra doc.

Ar.rival

 

 

 

When you quote yourself on your own site, would it be possible to add a link, or the archives system has only for us dates without project titling.

 

 

 

Gmail failure are ridiculously long, and regarding on what I am fast at going under what is happening, I spend my night long pestering and trying to send something from there.

Ckouckou.

 

 

 

When you say to me that you love, I have a reticence knee-jerking reaction. I don’t understand these words. And the fact that we could be in dissent, m atrophie, atro s y fier.

 

 

 

I am ok to give any of my support, but I am afraid of betraying a you without being aware of it.

I am brutus, and your children know it. The only difference is that if I know parenticide, I watch fratricide.

Because at your party, I am not any longer the master of my torpor, I am torpor itself. And I know it is grandiloquent but here is the dilemma. I am ok to aid, but am I right to abandon my force intern, my force supreme, the word one need to fight family, their tyranny and policy of shame?

 

I fear no serving you right, if unserving you, I fear my weakness in my impetuous genuine debility but also if I stop caring for their debility also I d fear not being strong enough in case of insubordination at attempting robbing your nobility, my noble princess, I fear you as amistess. As a mistress. As a ministress. Minil, minil, mini.stress. Miny. Meany.

 

 

 

You reproach me to be in love with a lovely girl and me I reproach you not knowing that you are more than a girl is and more than lovely. You are my lollypop. You are my pop.

And won’t worry in the story am not a god, perhaps a stone but in any way, you torture me with your leeway. You are not straight, you would be, you would not make me belief I am a hore, hero.

 

 

 

I am completely late for the soele other essay I have to hand over, I won’t ask you to help me. Because I can imagine you to come and help, closing back the noteboodk and go for ever and ever after. You are a laptoperie, asloterie, saloperie, laptophairy.

 

 

 

I am fed up with my own story but let s try homeopathy, greedk mythology.

I used to love a woman in a husband manner, and one day I understood that she loved me like the soul of her great mum.

The story is that the great mum, fortunately, but when I say fortunately it is that this story coming grom groom from Jupiter saved me from a lot of disintegration. This woman was talking the day long to her late husby. She was in the most isolated countryside, even her son believed she was loony. Albert I think he was called I am not even sure, it is my adolescence love story, killed by some, bury by you. But no worry, you understand you freed me of my worry. And not problem with that your knowledge in ancient Egypt is mastery, it won’t come back, it won’t be rootening, I was only and just an old mummy waiting for her miracle, oracle won’t have me, the one who oblige me to keep the wheel too hard for me to expect anymore than disease, decay and no company. You are not my company, I knew, it is not knowing, one night, of my well done travelling, a route in my lorry I started to spot so well that I could think and talk to my self as I did not know that I was corresponding. A voice told me you know, you know, but not a voice lightly a voice with so much inprint that I could not do that believe every of its hints. He says, my cave voice, the one I know it is not the little bit, it says to me, I will be alone all you life, and I was crying, I was contesting, and say no, no, I don’t want, I want to be happy. To be happy, to be happy, but look at the last storey at roehampton, there is this campaing on exploitation and modern slavery, if you leave that without doing anything, If you leave that without doing whatever you can with your weapons, how do you want to be happy, you will be a philosopher and as you know it already you will live 24/7 with philosophy. And I thought ok well, I will able like this to do whatever I want, no one will suffer, they could not threaten me with death penalty on my sole comfort. You, n, is this philosophy, is this sole buttress, my tower, my cliff, the rock of the sea, my sea, the fish, the dolphin, every with whom I can marry.

But now what about the threat and about sexual slavery and all torture and all exploitation and my bros the birds that are about to go short of grass, lawn, trees, roehampton is not just human rights last cemetery. Look at the ponds, the water is bloody.

 

 

 

I am pround of being an animal, but I don’t think it is a good idea to do too much of it because in all honesty now, I swear I don’t train for that, but when I think carnally of you, and well it comes like a treasure, and that my only moment when I see you is whatever it is. My instince, instince, instinct tells me or pass out or tear her clothes. I mean ok I did not scrap every cliché, but I feel that I would make you love, I don’t mean penetration but simply one hug that would tole you my passion for you not for you my passion for my passion, because you are still my patronne.

 

 

 

I have to tell you emergently something do you know saint francis?

Ihe was the one who spoke to the animals like orphee.

Or fait, or fee.

Listen to them, listen to them without bias or prejudice, let them tell you what they think, believe me vbelieve me it is not new all people knowing them like their family know that. I beg you I beg you if there is a revolution it will be this one, I don’t think that I wish them to stay without reactiong at eh peasantry telling them I feed you by gredediness, greediness and appetite for unfair gratitude to my compere the vipers, every another dike.

 

 

 

You know I tell you everything lik at least I in general know who I can trust, even if you have to work with people you know it won’t be so jolly. But the day you ditch me at least I will know you are the best of the reasons, but believe me on this you will have to give me them and in a no disappointing fashion.

You, young, will not content me with Freudian explanation, get that. Witch the child of a foucaulat and the revolution will on you. Do not start becoming pale thinking to your pay. I am the genius with one or tow spirits they would offer me recollection, an d not at you, yif you d deny to give me my salary, kick me without calling sos insane. We go on, and me the daddy like in all story at least often when they are greek I l l find myself killed and raped sodomized by your children. Sodomized yes but by your dick or whatever you want, and if you do not want I ll tempt you to trip.

Do not think ti is preposterous, conceit, over prided, I am not offering you that you should be disgusted with. I am not offering nothing of m y body as ti is not an offer or a gift, jsut to let youknow that I am for your tyranny one on me tow in me three over, are you finished? If you cannot take it anymore I ll jsut hope and pray to be a good memory. I fear your phobia, I knew people, a platonic g friend in particular form taking me for a dad, the other talk to her and all of a sudden, she took for the idiable.

And of course so incidently she was someone with this sagacity, this quickeness, this organisation, this holistic approach, this mememory near incredible, doing two three degree, runiing flirtying up to oubli,.and the tast for quoting

Me I ll leave here I fell e I feel crying melancholy the rage o f being sole to have bear the weigh of the condone. Comdom for her at this period it swas a sex, an orgy but bright, so thousandly excellent stuff and the tast for indexing, I don’t think she is like that now and I don’t care the lay out was her turf.

 

Alors, no, no, no, no, I am not being aggressive I show I can be and pratcise exercice, euh, distanciation.

You freak me when you are no ahappy I d like to know when you are angru, angry. But for that you don’t need to molest. Police please do not beat me.

 

Bon finishing the mergency, agent, I am the spokesperson of the animal in fact I am not I am not literate enough to be. I won general but the first without grade, it s complicated story,, but it is not that I am ambitiouis for me I have to score better but me and oblivion and still I am dummy. I am not insulting me by pleasure, ti it is ti it is hare hard do too concentrate on that on this even heaven it is the most for me the most marvellous pleasure, don’t go in gjealousy, if you wanted I d be ‘your shadow’ I told you already.

In apoplexy you are well stip stop reading and near peckam or Richmond, the nunshead, I there I work with autistery, mine, a pupil I shall write on that she begged to be treated intelligently but since she cannot rpeat, since she cannot write every one spend their days telling her to die in q a aquietlier way. Acquaingt.

Quaint, angst. Agneau = age agnelle, she- or he lamb.

 

I know you will be bother, take a n afternoon after the big party, each time you hear one if some in the street and be attentive, nina, be attentive to their song? No, to their sot, story.

They spell the word, trust me, you know you are my gangle. Angel gaggle, I beg you a lats lsast time drop your prejudice on who you eat you ve eaten so many times (I am French kilos I ve been had with force-feeding) and you ll see the world. They know you, all day they make suer they are aware of what is in the air, you cannot thing fully if you retrieve them if like promethee you d steal their dignity. Not of the ibirds or the other animal but to your people that you have to teach about their origins. Don’t talk of that, they will guide you , they are my family, and thanks to god my promise is permitted, they will guide you. For the time being I need yours do not spoil eme don’t spare me just listen their voice.

 

 

 

And if you are a bit manly like I suppose, I ll do a bit of cease fire. If I detect the fact that you could be abusing my patiecnce or my fervor, I will kill you, it is not only the female human that have obtained the taming of the emperor.

 

And sometimes, all the times but sometimes in this particular example the sing of them is your voice, your voice? Yes your thoughts, that mountains after mountains in me will resone.

 

When I was talking about tearing your clothes it was the image of oholding you so strong that my rubbing with your mpermission would have without a itch uncover a part of you on which I could rest all my monotomy.

n

 

 

 

I am a vicious, viscous, let me tell you a last itime I am not thinking of king of any type of vengeance, woul who would I be to avenge on the only one for me who would ahve been someone. Somone Salomon Summon, sum on, sum mine.

I am a vicious because I never know who is with me or without talkinga about with me, who is who in theis company. Maybe it is that the most dangerous way of democracy. If we talk ipopen open who gonna throat me with all the liste list the least condi.sideration.

 

 

I was hoping for everyghing. Gingo beel, beeeeeeeeeee, hell.

But not for the total.

I was believe in love and live in an absolute way, but you.

Ca= a = a nous et c est tout

 

 

 

You see look hom how many hours is gonna take me to reread this jokses. I won’t do anything more tahna them in my life, I take pride of it, it is true they are my good my bad. What about somebody who I love, my misery. The one of others’ I ll be dead soon and I think of the soul travel with no candor or doubt that the match is not won.

 

 

Thinking.

Thin king.

 

 

 

Intergration.

Disintegration.

 

 

 

Twice a week. It s hot. I never ever dated. I had flings ok certainly, so, so, so bad and when I was young so lightly porny that at least I escape to bother myself with someone more 3 days, more 3 secondes.

But a date? Never, never, never.

 

 

 

Do not fatique, tic, fatigue, yourself at wondering how I take the fact that they say you are talking to me by pity. Because if in this pisses of a group there is one who knows that, what pity is, what is pity? Better for everyone that the last guy show.

 

 

I am so afraid of what we have been doing, the slaughter, that while I make love to you, I can see like in s film gorrh byt trye scene of chicken unfeathered, or name it. I am making love to you in the aim of redemption, at least inconsciously, to bring to you and me the little softness that changes up to fatality, that does dsestiny.

 

I am so obnubilated, sensorially obcessed, and K.O, by reproducing that it would last 3 secondes the time you release your acceptation.

 

 

 

If I could take you like a gay man, I would be so delicate that the same thing, one intro, one blow but the most refined of all would be enough to hurl of desire and gratification. I am so thankful, I am so tankful.

One think on taking not specialy like gay men but by the side where you cannot see me, as my face, my all body will release its folly, its rage, its salutation to the devil, its crying to the saints, its prayers to god, its apology when I don’t know how to respect respet you with my whole anthropology. Jhurling, howling conspuing,

You could insult me every knight for the good I haven’t done, for the evil I did not know I provoked. Your preachise would emporte

What may I do to have the rewards of seleeping with you. Selp, sceptre.

O salvation

Save, slave, levy, eleve.

 

 

 

With the adam apple on might do so many sounds on earth if she trained to listen noises, maybe especially the naimlasl animals as the responses will be immeidiate. Listen to an d respond, produce this similar sound to make fofficial that you are trying to be in communication.

And don’t worry for nothing they are pround to be animal and cry they are far more better than human, and senses perception, since they don’t ahve to work at other stupidity and since they are so afraid of predators, human particularly, that senses have to be their, one of their big lessons. If one is not aware bor, bro it is you not them of the singsong you tried even in language written. You man conceit is superior, no error.

 

 

 

And in coming back into our childhood, it is so divine, because I can in my intellect and spirit touch you as we wer little girl because when I was a little girl I would have done anything to have the reassurance of having you next to me and this fro for all my life and this would have taught me from the beginning what life is for you and me, the divine cock o knee. Honit.

 

 

 

To manage to control the passion I would have to touch you each time I am sure to bring you relief and salvation. The rest of time for working session or self pappreciation.

 

 

 

I think that when I feel like raping you and since you agree it is more something to do with virginity.

Only approach my face towards your approved body, when I submit especially around the side of your hips, systematically send me to a fall over down.

 

 

You jumper last time were the same exactly the same than my gran’s style.

And I love my gran.

My owl of gran.

 

 

 

Mon dieu.

Monde. Eux. Yeux.

F

 

 

 

Hatred could be love, as if you don’t move as much as you can, we could be destroyed.

Nb

 

 

 

I always tried to handle the insects if they were not at the right place (I killed numerous by fucking laziness and pretense of phobia and so much unawareness) in fact to bring them somewhere or into your hands, one has to blow over them.

It just, us, oice, uice, j-ust, let me think that I could be intelligent and various to use on you my breath.

Cn

 

 

 

Come on take them, they are raw they are infinished, one cannot understand the half of it and don’t even to comment on how mcuch it can be appreciate.

But to take them at least yo u will know if i am your kinda dummy.

 

 

 

Infinished,

Infinity.

cn

 

 

 

The devil is not the bad guy, I sth victim of ten generalisation.

I f we suffer because it took my honey for exempli and if I try to bit him it will him or hter

Are you gonna t o like my poetry#??

 

If I do that it will bit me back so I ll have to reaise the awareness of not doing harm for the pain should not be back any time soon.

As it will go vack as ho not to be bitten first time I did not understand, understood.

 

 

 

Is it love? Is ti sex? Is it company? Is ti buoy? Is it buoyant? Is it bouillant?>>>…<<<

My maybe it oucould be that for differenciate us from our ability, aspirations, on what ahs been left inside, the big lodl old rulers of sheer thrive on peace and lselfom seldom seldom done.

Happiness ot to depart from.

Depart from and even if my heart had been taken by so man-y of charpies, from my sole prayers and hope of keeping you near me, would grow a heart? Even from two lesbians, even heaven our baby.

 

 

 

The pleasure of sex? As sex is sacred.

But what about being a sinner?

It is a planet that I would have to find for you, for us, for our children and forebar,forbearer.

When I realize doint that I should not do, the desire of an empire for you, my sole compass in between space and virtue.

 

Not to be consceint of one s beatitude.

And grind, and laugh, and grin and no in specific speial way you  are the one that did not understand.

Ethy they think being the support o satan, to enjo the human or another creature wekness, and they like saying that people, seeing the trouble sthe tremble enjoy.

But man they are pathethic because they will die, they are beat, they are innocent, thy ar pporly clear voyant, as if you do decil, the devil itself will eat what is left or you r corpse, as it is already doing it in life. You are not conscient of this, is that sttategiclayy the better is to eat your brain and sex

Strategically or tactically you are the dummy, of the poverty one sow, they eill be the one in the palate plate of the devil. For goodness sake don;t you understand that you are annoying it when you ask think it will give you from not controlling them. Satan is the creature of god, and more if we are all the children of divinity.

It does not want you to beg for tyranny but if it gives you, its supper, it has to have a support, in th mouth of another satan will be, don’t think of yours, or it will be the day that you will realise that your mouth is not your mouth, that the next word you freely pronounce too …

 

 

 

I love you, but what happens is that I loved you even before, as you are the one that are already perfect even when regarding my intrasequietly complex, womby, so difficult time, that since you are here is paradise to me, the pathe of destiny.

 

 

 

You tu sais les gens se demande a qui la faute mon homosexuality.

ET ben moi je le dis.

Mon homosexuality tout du moins pour les femmes superbes et bonnes.

EST le paradis.

ET pour mon homosexualite qui n est pas bisexualite est bien j ai ete en position heterosexuel et peut etre certainement grace a toi puisque je pensais que ce etait l amour d etre avec papa.

Toi, justqu au jour ou tu insistais lourdement et tu sais c est plutot degoutant de pas tomber sure les bons gens.

Mais pour les gars, je veux dire ce que certain pieds nickes appelle les vrais hommes mais sincerement il n y a plus qu une solution de bien vieillance a son propre egards, corps et abilites:refuser.

 

 

Mais quand je te lis, mais quand je te vois, let me tell you that you are the paradise on earth for me.

How are you managing this dichotomy?? Mmmnnn, for goodness sake if I had your secret.

Doing the opposite, what should it exposit?

It? Human, sweet corn, what differenciation the mind will create to allow itself exploration dual.

Mutan, one will invent mutan not to admit that everything is in peering and awaiting for its pendant.

 

 

 

Logics, my life.

Human beings are growing more and more, the pullulisanime pulluler way.

Also they aer too many above all cos they don’t think of the past, memories, in brief, they are all in danger of finishing, they aer becoming weaker and weaker, n o one dare to say I am living and I d like us to do the right thing, it is finished, it is finished, we are finishe.

About she you always bar you rom, from any comments in saying that the devil was others.

It workd, it works? But make bearing a coross, cross to somebody and in a life of another, I ll become bigger than twice or thrice what brought to the liar, oto the cheater the way of avoiding work, the duty of the just, not just the duty of the slave owner.

Honor, will be spelt to the human as they don’t belong anylonger to mother. Unearthly. I am not saying demoniac, the demon are a natural happening but who kills nature, raise all other creature final anger.

Final. Final. Fall.

 

We hate their parents, we hate our prarents, but we don’t know what happened in them.

Happens in them.

Nb

 

 

 

They call him the poo, but in French ist means leace.

And it is in not on your brain hthat go its nits.

Nb

 

 

 

Who would believe that god has slaves?

First I will stop calling god ‘it’ because one of the calassical lessons, forgotten but not forgone, is that god is not one, it is not all, it is not anything but god.

 

 

 

What they called political is in fact traditionally the pourparler, concensus, that bring, and in fact at any cost, population out of military rules. Politics are not politics not in most, but in any present regimes and political system in the working, no in the crooking. The words politics has been transformed in its devil counterpart, not devile, not devil, not debile, that is not at all devil in itself but transforms as politics means politics and not deserve an intellectual wall if not engage in the overall equation towards improving the whole (the wohole known-maybe this refusal could vom, com from the greed, or fear to know something else-if we are good at this, what is next to come and obviously more and more potent realities, as minds would be getting ready to face, endure, analyse, and help finally.)

Politics are this vulgarity, saying be happy you are not control by the army.

Cb

 

 

 

The vegetables whose roots say one thing, we are the underworld reperesentant kingdom.

Cb

 

 

 

You are here my love you are here and you know and undergrieve everyparcel of me.

So when I am thinking a context, I cannot do like if I were with my facility.

In other contexts I could post my theories, they are mone, moine, one, monk, moan, noa-m; mine if I a m surrounded by people who don’t know me I ll bring something to the ceremony, but for you.

Since you are here I ll have to remember that it is not with my each itm gmt time same sentences that I will revolutionize my day, your, our existence, the mission, the cause, my brain who would inspire less pity. Find for you, find it. Transe. As I am accompagnied by you, my conscience, my air, my sex, my ear, my wife, my husband, my child, do not see there any pedophily.

cn

 

 

eveil = French for awakeness, awareness.

deveil

devile.

Devil.

Devil, debile, a rpporoof of how the ancestors were.

Proof, pr porous. Prose, porose.

 

 

 

I like the macadam we can walk without destroying the soil, but what about the macadam recovering it, what about breathing. Who don’t know that the yanky were using macadam to recover people with it. They could not breath, the sking could not breathe and in a few hours they were dying. What is a few hours in geology?

 

 

 

Exercice and remember in order to compare in order to forecast in order for the live to prevail.

Freedom, freedom.

And it is in it s care and core it does take dom.

Cb

 

 

 

To give time, to give you all the time as if we were to make love attempt, we could, we would, no matter where high is our passion, tear each other body from being with our suspicion and doubts about how real an-d profound your, mine truset, thrust, trust can be.

The truth, the trust that people, that society does not allow themselbes as if without fraternity, you think you make a jump to survival, knowledge, beaty, ascendency, you jump as far as you thought needed and live is stopped by the cord on your head.

Cn

 

D -= deux, 2 in French,

di-git.

 

 

 

Nein: my love story terrestrial, the one who gets the universal, for me to fol.low her in the whole, all real.

Relate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Infin(it)ess.

Don’t ask me to explain it is why one other is a treasury, you held master pieces I would not even sketch at the level youheld for me on this regard, the love you d have for you’r baby.

 

 

U r

R and, r n.

Are     n = hen.

The end.

 

 

 

To do you a 69, in which you have nothing to do and me to have for object and necessity to tender your fountain my wolfe is thirsty, my wolf is dizzy.

Np = the one I won’t blog

 

We should stop talking, we gonna lose our everything biais via ‘cultural economy’

Nb

 

 

 

She respected her hsusband like a dad, but since she was erotic, the story, the sexual part finishes in gabgy. cruel unofficial forced orgy

 

Cure, cruel?

 

I have to remember that I love somebody else (escape, est-ce = is it?) for not tken you as my god, my only god, the one I could not even look at, loo kat (and you being in a certain space) certain, certi, speak ot to, speak of. Of my dgodess are you her priest? No who are you. Jesus? Yes. Her child reincarnatded in you.

 

 

D-read.

Druid.

Run, ruin, demoniac ruin, the death ond none one dedicated to someone or someone else’s.

And death is a siren who don’t need to run to bite her constructor that applied for the dark side of it. No more ruins, but the depth of all melancholy.

Good melancholy one has to kill the one that the y love for escaping reality, love. Love and its dangerosity. Bara danger, bar poney, bar appaling, we cannot bar anything here is not the paradise no one desrve it is life who h asks for esprit, and melancholy would be dead if people along their life founded their queens, their kings, no the demons killing taking everybody, the one you help for communal and individual salvation. Sale, VAT, no.

 

 

 

I will submit an iponion opi.

And I come and come and come and meidai mediatheues , and medidate, mdedicate, meditate.

One.

n-one

 

Mort.

Port, pork

 

 

 

d.anger

 

I did not want to hear the birds because I am amusician and if I was approfunding the art I am gift with I would play and imitate them and answer and question the birds and their friend, and let know their enemy that life parasitic will have their own end. Name. Nemo? Memo?

 

 

 

To foment saints, that people ‘admire’, they ask to them every explit, exploit, every value, every monk, parole, parabole, palace, palate, heave, pround, pal, pardon, for them, for redeem their shame of malfunction they want to operate on a goat, every parody, shceme, scinematography, maladie, disease, die cease, progeny, kisses, kyess, pairs, call, poll, pole…

But without the “allowance” to feel and flee for their own ceremony. My love if they don’t let me to love you, we will finish cripple and raped ready.

Insolence, solvence, would have us let sole, completely solitary, but this time not by our choice, they would like to sese see us separated for life and to see a long dead victims servicing the volunteer of their probe, l’aime. Problem was you, but without you am dead, but my life will be in your searching or in their tu ris. (tu ris=you laugh’/tuerie=you die)

 

 

 

Your voice conseilling me reming me old teacher I had when I was 10 or so, and you were 10 or so, and we were in different coutntires, who were this teacher, do we hear me with her voice coming back, or where you speaking to her while we had to join the same place, the same room, the same bed, the same reading, the same street, project, baby, clothes, mattress, magic to undress symbiose.

I attak this teacher, a geer even physical warning of my being jhamrmed, I am hauting by her because I realize how far I could be horrid. But whith you evenif I think my self a perfect gentle lady what would I do, that would be of this level of perjury? Without knowing, nina, without knowing my love.

 

 

 

You use to fear the viper, you use to faer animale, but now not. No. I am yours, snakes, birds, insects, mammals all the kings and the queens that I could be impersonating for me? For ya. Ya, ya, ya.

Who am I without being regarded by you, a rat? No the rat also is for you. I am nihility.

And this nihility is the worse, is the worse of all catastrophe, unless if her baby, you, is coming back presti-ge. Je = I = game in French you have the all words, the whole world I know and the one I don’t as if I live for you, death the door by which is the corridor for more and more of you, insight, as in their is no home, their is no dome, there is only the sly lksky and what ever we can have as appuy. (wells),

I warn you that if you don’t do the necessary to keep your territory, you will loose me, as here it is a rprison if they don’t deem you strong they will ask me, as well as you to go off I am too destructive, disturbing. Every dis you want. And if you loose me, what is of any use philo, I ewas your forse, horse, dogs, wolf, sex, boat, coffin, muffin, laces, comportment, compartiment, accoutrement, severly, you have to draw me.

 

 

 

Try ya.

Trial.

 

 

 

I don’t have family, I have only hte dismay of having met you, and the happiness of desiring you. For having been meeting you, it is a horror to know how life is precious, how much I culd not beg enough if you were to go off.

 

 

 

My garage for the moment, I start having fear ab. holocaust, abc, about which property could protect security a little longer than the ranting theory. Domina, no one can rent to anyone no more, if they have the jew.wej-wages.

 

Φ

 

 

 

Blue

blew.

CHAPTER III:

 

 

 

 

Blue, blew.

Lewd.

Dwell.

 

 

 

 

Listen, you will excuse my tone, this is me; it is why I took as a moral habit not to hide it. When I am in transe I am taking the game for granted. Nay to, not you, not anyone for granted, just the game, it is like that, the science has ‘to let be infused’.

Do not think that none of my word is predications, pre-per-dickcat, preydick, perdi, predictions. The predicate is you thank you for this help – pleh, play. Even if it is in every truth that my love is at, for, in, by, through, across, in-between, in front, facing, in turn, onto, sliding, torpor, I ve lost. Everything, you U

For the pictures, they are the only ones that I ve got of my famille, did id not planned it, my camera the same year I understood I have to raise the problem of exploitationary incest-nothing big, the same cinema in very family, we are from the same system, don’t we? Intercede intestine intersected inter-intra scene incise incline.

I am out of there, could not take it no more, yeti am constant in touch with myma.

Let me cover you with word, ord. Her.

 

 

 

Mon amour,

Do you want me to call you mon maour? Ame-our.

Finally, I have pity for the people who did not get that love was this, but pity not, they may rather the solidity o f a rough upon one’s head, me in the bombardment, the bricks might be dodgier all of a sudden. Sud-den, (south end).

South and north end. Sous-den (underworld)

My dream before you as a mistress was to be the mistress of the words, I intimatedly intimately that we are in.

You are the butcher, hammer, surgeon, MECHANICER.  Of the sentences, it will do.

 

They don’t want of homosexuality , they fear a bad husband or the whores of the communities.

Fed up with obeying the whores’ institutions. Pro of in stitutions.

 

 

Please, please, please, don’t think that they gave you freedom. They might leave you speak and choose every single-tone. But they are jealous, look one sec at your position, you are the pour delight into the live of a prescription. Proscription of us French miss dismissal before being on the trade, perhaps allowed to have entered (neu, new) but for apprentissage only.

Newt.

One day you will be as embraced as the dodo. I use embrace for not using em broche ed, you my cameo.

I love you more than I should, as they will do you a trick, I know, everything will be fine, till the moment where they will flap the trap locked. In doing comments and having behaviours that you would not believe on earth that people could have in the middle of a so called post modern society. In fact, it is that the post modern, it is about to be past as much as they are rotten more than gone.

Please, please, please, if you want to prove to me your liking, I will listen to you and know if I am whenever you want and can quoted. It will be enough for me to know that my words did not repulse you and that if you read those and go on giving the cue.

Please, please, please, don’t say anything, they would arrange to make it regret, greater, later, really. I tested it for you, nina, the last time I work for the social services- but not anylonger even if I ended up doing twice the chores- and their hired blessings, the threats for being amusing was to bran down my books on human rights, and symbolically they did, the trial me fashion kangaroo trial. Before I had hope of reporting these kind of acts, but now noway, they would have done a set-up, and in fact I am wondering how much not the court would disagree but how far it could be judging, what on the juridistion, what under the protection of professional ethics (even If they are not always even close from right) nothing, nina, nothing.

The rules now are to beg privately. Don’t talk about our rights, love is more than rights, it is the absolute sovereign law, but you know about that don’t ya, you read history enough to resemble my goddess having be passing through the centaury of all millenniums.

Mall.

 

I realize that my notion of wanting to change something, create a difference, in the sense of trying to stop watching every body dying, was vanitous. I am not conceited in fact I think (let’s see after), but vanitous oh la, la, la,,,,la. It is logical why would the world stay this way if it was enough to try hare, hare, hare, krisna, hare, to try hard.

The famous revolution a bridge to abandon, it was murders no more than depleting the institutions, it was a lazy acts, the ones that did it for bread of course, but to whom, their neighbourgs with which they combat were the most to fear, when you call need for those rebellionary murders a yesterday.

Hostages would have been enough? Enough time to sort out bread and pay an army.

Then in roe it is the same thing, it is so beyond the credible, but yes, we have all been sold-hire. And for what, let’s start attacking the way everything is looting, and there is no more party. It is game over.

It is game over, off, of power.

Shush, you understand. They know our theories, especially yours. Do it do it balance but balance we cannot count on the communist connery. On you liking me, if it is real, not of course if you can amuse them by being extremely witty, i.e mock me. Shush, shush, shush. And for once I d allow you to do to me every single ecart = gap, going aside or away, refusal, abuses even, but on this don’t disobey me. They have my career it is as bad as that, it is why I told you I just wanted (ot) to do my cleaning the environmentalist way, I cannot no more sweep or any thing including the care to the person via ivy company uk.  They will have you, can you hear me. I beg you not asking yourself if I am just a freak of a very, very atrociously dubious contro. It is not it. I am like these jealous saying you got the money, but what you got is a seat from which you can play. Keep it, keep it, keep it, it is not a privileged, the privileged is when you can abuse everything with money, it is what is generally called a privilege to be put down, your privilege the one we all survive on is the philosophy, they are there and in use, please don’t drop the place you can educate people from. What you can drop is you rhetoric too generous, you do not attack the famille, because you know that they could cry famine. They could and it is half why we are screwed like mortal, mantel, mar-teller (=the ham.mer) and anvil. Ayng. Aung.

Above all, ablove all don’t yield to anger, even if you decide to hide it, they would FOUND YOU OUT.

You are there, it is the sign that little things are working, and those are under your protection and these things are under your protection, don’t spoil any of it.

YOU OBEY, NOW.

YOU SAW I FOSTERED THE POSITIVE SENTENCE, AVOIDING NEGATIONS, ISN’T IT THAT WORKING. EDUCATION OUR STARTING POINT. OUR POINTING AT the start. Starting blocked..

 

Of course, could you walk in the corridor is more getting to the point that don’t run, but what if the problem is that they don’t run enough, not allowed, not prompted, anyhow curtailed, tail.or trained.

 

 

 

NOW.

WON.

 

 

 

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 containement?

uni

 

 

 

By the way, thank you for your profile, because that I felt under your chains and nets, I was finally not doubt, even if I imagine someone very poshy to teach as professor such subject like this.

You are bourgeois like me, I would do everything to stay in my book company.

But your profile? How seriously could I imagine such coincidental folly a deux. Thank you for the 16 topics that you said, you said it, that you like, such combination, even a 1/5 of this combination, I could not hope for that. Now I get the jackpot, don’t be contradictory, the note, the notification I got. What will happening to me? It is time to sourer, already?

What am I supposed to do with your tambola? Draw? Dote it.

 

 

 

The camp.

Precarity.

The one send under fire. To die for love, it is maybe why it is not recommended at the army.

Hi,hi,hi, bastards.

 

 

 

Ah yes, conceited is when I see enemy everywhere forgetting that for me, they don’t do it for the cause  as they don’t want to be treated like dust, so especially for the just cause that would concern me…

 

 

 

I cannot converse the all day with you, jokey only, also I will have to have recourse to subjectivication, the subjunctive, the tense of the ‘we ought’ as you are my the midway of my second say, of my ultimacy coming to tell me, this you hope, happy, love is eternal, and put into subconscient your voice back where she was, the one who brought me here, simply not at you but to.

N

 

Praise the past and tradition aiming at entertaining a personal short memory.

b

 

 

 

An intelligence working by differenciel, when I think at it generally good, but before I thought of it, the mountains can wane.

For you

N

 

 

 

I don’t want to speak with anybody, as in this society the cause of my love would be removed from me, maybe would you “‘kill or punish’” my mum, or my lady.

If I was with you, when I think and in fact am (ame=soul). Save our soul. With the love of my life and after lives, you would without a doubt annihilates, bring to neant, muse, museller = snarl us. And when I speak and intellectualize with my lady or my mummy, I don’t want to approach you d have stolen my possession, my right to be under tur charms, under true discussion, about the whole world, about destiny, about all that excluded your dumped humanity. Humanity was and is a pearl, a gem accomplished, it is because she is accomplished that people wish her demo lishion. Evolution whould have surpassed, overdo our smokey meanery, the fumes from it blinds the game but not the fools. Ciao. Adieu. In any another tongue, we know that it is the next homage to god. But who would not smile to be taken inside the earth for purification? The one I guess that thought they were or demons or angels, grave breach of misconception.

Respect one and another, as if you laugh and play with these ideas ,it is because like me you did not meet one really, simply their hint and messages perhaps becoming weaker and weaker as there’s not enough time to explain our dismissal. If you at your personal level don’t rebel lion. Rebel, belle and beast allowed to at last marry, we will be more than witnessing the apocalypse, no more film production, the face of the Demon will see itself through the changing color of our blood, are the deserts purple? Between black and white, an enormous array of playground for the one who would avenge earth and her offsprings namely, zoos, frozen foods, ill-treated pets, farms, slaughterfactory, and captivity, their is not more houses, the wild where is it ?????

Under our skirts is sure the last of the hidden places left. Be sure it is there.

 

 

 

Who would be afraid of talking to the tramp, who would not be afraid of talking to the one boss?

Logics going to a(d)vance, logic gonna avenge.

 

 

 

We had accepted hell, there were not much choice but not hell as slaves, pandora has been opened, what a delight the old tales of using to be able. Pandora box our bodies, are buildings, are planes, every facilities, exactly like a wall dysney cartoons, where cutleries, forks, cups and spoons start speaking and dancing and acting. Child mind are not childish evolution so many steps has missed. One of them is animism.

 

 

You know, in France we have a saying, ‘you will find your partner at the moment you think the less of it’. I do not have many good lad, but I remember sustancially when they insist this fact on me, the one that knew this little my psychology, and since it was the sole sentence that could bring me down for a renewed mercy. Towards me I truly though, do not panic, think and thought are interchangeable, I truly think that I could please only god, and the cause, it is theory in practise the cause.

I find, am I finding, if we get loest, don’t be afraid of hystery, I am philosophical enough to understand that it was an intended scheme, in live orgasm comes from perseverance, I would be happy to have found this prototype and leave you as untouched as your wishes. Untouched maybe not, I have to concede we are making love every time, this fact goes somewhere, don’t you think that?

I should be counting in my equation like the days of the week, if we are the Tuesday the first, the next Tuesday is gonna be the 8th, as in the equation it won’t be a simple round as Tuesday as counted twice, one week is not seven days, we had already started the first one or already begun the second (n + 1). Something has happened, a beginning, and I d rather die with this.

Don’t take me on pity, I am the queen of the unfinished.

I ve found my partner, I don’t say the future but you are the closest of one, I found my partner, the year after other women freed me from being faithful only to the earthy love that led my ascese serving inner thoughts. And you came, in fact I came is more the trough,

I met you, the day I thought even if I met the most interesting person, there is only one left for my fate, is utter, singleton, sacrifices. But you are my sun, even in war time, the sacrifice is not that it would have been without your reading.

I was hiding from philosophy, as when she discussed there is no way of concluding or not praise her by a new beginning. You found me. And for you brain my life, do you thank it, has become a long sinsong of mystery. More than a thank you, more than existence, an holy see for companion. Please, grace, make it not poisonous in under no pretexts, in under no contexts.

 

 

You do business (simoly renting your room) with somebody and if a problem no possibility to report its to consumer organisms.

I think that the big banner saying yes if you know someone doing crookery report it is most probably crookery, because if one wanted really pin tax evasion, there would be at disposal organism recording transactions.

Tax evasion is the biggest of all bribery and corruption. Firstly incite by taking so much if you decide to join on. How much would cost simply a student to teach a child, two, three at the same time, coming from primary? 15 times that poorest people could afford, it is so mean to speak like that, ask the poor children money, there is nothing at the bo(re) rough, bro, borrow. For this simple case of educationary.

 

 

To be more than oneself, but to be the what one lives for, thinks for, fights with, pee with, peer with, poke who, spoke to, see through, see you, (see you on Thursday, what a bliss, but I can’t stand the other donkeys, you are ma chere et tendre, entre tenders I feel in danger of showing that I live, I feel astonish to such pearl and then fury erecting from your body that I can feel as being constrain, and I know that your bigger fear, a legitimate one would be to become as aggressive, as poorly defending her territory like I presently do, I know that this is my true folly, but I am taking as therapy to control my acts though it is far too much showy, in your name, the name of freedom-liberty-fraternity-my-dear-all. My dear all is from today not a concept on which I have to ponder for hours without finding a way of not qualifying it, you are its essential roots, you are its essentiality, you are the troubadour that whisper the day long into my ears, I do know it sounds utterly childish to write this, but at least a little I would have tried to clash the taboo of people talking to other people without having to meet geographically. If I put geographically it is because physically I am transcended by you, and that secondly, if you leave me the choice, it is absolutely everything, including foolishness that I could do for the reunification of my ear and mouth, your fingers on me, and my tongue in you, I feel banish from giving you my eyes and all thumping of my sole soul from being your spouse in this realm of hanged concepts and litany of conspiracy) my nina power de mon Coeur. Look this is irrational, ah bon, but the author of this ‘poetry’ half of the time is not me. It is your voice, I firmly recognize her. firmly recognize her and the ‘important thing is the rose’, the rose that you are and that I would be watering and bring the sun to her and her little son every and each morning in reading what my eyes still allow me to be scrutinizing. Her little son are the name of revolutionary concepts of revolutional flower power. Nina power is the author, and me the secretary, nina please don’t think I challenge you, it is the truth and owe you, and everyone, your name like my own life would have to stay secret, but Nina power is the author of this little manuscript whose hand is the one of our spirit. Nina power is the author, and it is not finished. Nina power is the author, and it is not finished I ll count you as my best friend it is the least that one owes to honey. Listen, listen, I am now wondering if you d be afraid of my own tyranny, I am in stupor and how much I am stupid is so gravissim, but every thing you d need and ask, I am entirely in trust with your integrity and philosophy, my best friend and yours has well, as wheel, obey anarchy for them as those who rape liberty, who rape liberty, money. Like for the women I am afraid of the communists that would be there for the same fucking rules but by adaptation would have found and establish other ways of circumlocution.

nn

 

whatever happens, between two persons who love each other, it is whatever happens the industribility that shows how paradise will never be annihilated. Love is god, god is love. The proof is inside the first of the first love. The sacrifice that are talked about it is because others could want your skin not knowing what to do, as this feeling is indestructible, is beyond all. Not us, not our houses, not our children, not our belongings, not our lives, our feeling, immateriality that has build not only all the precedent but the heaven and paradise everywhere potentially. We all know that, what else mysteries? Don’t be too curious as mysteries are in the simplest of things, the one we can attend in doing so good that god could rest on them as little as us, reciprocity.

Contract with god, the all loving of all lovers. The gay, teh bi, the hetero, please don’t be vulgar, don’t be so, and bow not to their classification but to their true nation, the one for you, the only one to bring happiness to you in and within the whole of one of the hall realm, little planet-arid. Dire (dire straight, dire=say future tense, d ailleurs = from somewhere else by the way.)

The ultimate sufferance could open our ultimate candour.

And when times for dying ask but little to late for extension or absolution, what are we spoiling? Our ass or our living, the end the solution view through the maths of global peace taken into account the cadavers that counted human superiority, hihimhimhim. Human accomplish complete waste of time and wisdomery.

Am lesbi, beurk, am lesbi beurk, one thing is that I am well aware on gender and when I say him, don’t start you slut of playing it disgustingly lovely, long time I know that on women better not be anyfurthery comparatively trusty. Fuck you woman. Fuck you woman. Fuck you woman. Fuck you woman.

You remember it is for my blog I remind principles of feministery. Feeble your vilainery.

 

 

We are all asking for the end of the capitalist, at least for the one who wants a life for their children.

But one question is in suspens.

What will it become??

Are you not worry?

Or are you simply wishing the end of all? Trendy.

On how a homo fuck you with you ‘mainstream normal view on how killing everything, children first and god to lick you pussy?

Pray gentlemen, pray beautiful ladies, the law of procreation will give you it siblings

Siblings, cible (target) and prosperity.

The day you are good parents, you could fuck the lesbians?

Your children my dear your shame. Hoping for impunity, constitution of an army. We would see how long they could take you collapsing insane of self-serving cupidity.

Homo, what do you care, you d already sell everything to lie down proud and satisfy of the blood that is around, all over the ground. You do not enjoy sex, you don’t enjoy husby or wife, or friends, you enjoy the altoghether moquery, the sense of being dominant in the use of dishonesty and poisoning the lords and true ladys. Plural of all sections, I am not pretending to ascert your sexual orientation, but if you touch female, if you touch even my friends, and their right to live helping other to substain. My love of blood will come and if you kill me before hands, anger, justified anger is not for the selling. The ceiling of your Esperance in the cave of your miserable time left at hoping that there is no god in the story. No god in the story, why are you adoring the devil? I am not too anxious, he is moquery. And who for its last bait? By all the gods I just ask you to think a little bit.

I am not your devil, it is predication, invocation you think? It is your selfishness because people we made suffers they are thousands, billions, no need to preach and bet to know where are anger, in each heart, and where hearts are? Functionally in beasts, spiritually in its.

B

 

 

 

But having said all these dirtiness, I d like to thank religious practises as since we owe them the sparks of the communality of the divinities.

B

 

 

Advices: when you want to read the blog, read the little paragraphers the longer are or too complicate for me to be clear or to have clearly revising or revisiting them or they are clear therapeutical range of rants.

 

Imagining you thinking, or of me or of ours or of you related to the story, I could wait, I could wait for I know your body is wrangling upon it. Upon it, is your whole presence and when I am alone in the room or else or I would have to pretend to do anything for my territory or to pretend that I don’t have some need of secouring myself, and yourself since you don’t appear. Instead now I imagine that you are in this room, and all of the sudden it is all change in my behaviour, I am with tmy ange. And the territory the misericord, of eternity as you are the one with which my moments are full of this substance, my soul knows that there is no distance. When I see in your eyes, the mapmonde where our travel will have to go round and round to find perhaps how to stop boredom and the greatest danger of doing nothing more than hoping for better score and better outcome through superchery.

The true superchery is to use the word misericord without remembering that it is the work of the ancestors, and to thank them with all my brain, but what to do, more than being the witness of more inquisitionery-connery, connery like shone, like the light artificialising your modernity that is the artifice use to trump our dimity, the light is wawing, the light is crying, the light is sobbing, the light is cracking, and inside earth the only element still in good chances of lasting through all this is the inside fire.

Good luck, good luck, the next story will be how a people of murderous daily instance, how the all lot, the majority from the rise to the twilight were nicking absolutely every body, in pointing for homosexuality as the new ramping of demonization. You are so sadly in pain it felles (Eiffel) like crying when one find some peaceful means of reacting once again without shifting one bit of these cruelty.

B

 

f-all

f-ake

filibuster.

 

I cannot imagine more than touching your lips as when this done, I have burned outright. My belly ask me to look down, my breathing becomes whistly, my nose like a pipe cannot content a fountain so much watery, boiling my stomach, oozing under, my belly is not one it has become a bed, bedding fusion and harmony.

What do you want to say after, that I would not dare only a peck, this is my treasure and you the key without which my land will die. The land is for you, it does not demand for naught but you in any kind of state.

 

 

(Look at the word count?) you cannot they are for me as long side I inscribe, you know I think that your name is anti-demonic, or pro you are this generous and fines of spirit.

But be careful I don’t remember enough to pay god (and its saints, anyone isn’t it?) for us to have meat.

 

 

 

Gains.

Against.

 

 

If they said not to me, it is that they knew that the others were coming, who, the s.a, the s.s, the other people in thirst of (cultural) genocide or fatwa (counting on their rogues states to make everyone knee under threat of H bombings) if you want “the most ‘exo.tic’ name”.

B

 

They want to interfere in marriage, in everyday life, annihilating every right to privacy. If you touch mine, or hers, or one of your brothers, they, me and them, us will start following you sadistically. (youou, youou, let you be my prey with all the crows and fangs of the dispossession, my thirst the content of you blood filling my belly, vomiting one after one, the aims the whole company, and your black pudding for the dessert, push puss)

B

 

 

 

The religious people, coming, or born (here it is a feeling of similar appurtenance) in the uk speaking about morals in waiting for everybody, to become their servants or have lovely (lavish for them) kings.

b

 

 

You know in reality what is transcending me is that anytime I hear your voice I trust 100% of what you said. That is transcendenting because it is the first ime I am thinking of me being the part of a couple thinking with dignity what best planned plan. A plan over 5 years? U..s..a, what would you think? London already our prison, there we will not be recognized on every single street. And Africa for me is dead as blacks don’t want to become the target of education biased and lee way for the operture to what is not market but cull and murderily employed people for more and more, psychological, cultural, social, mental, torture safisfaction of the more whory the mike carrie(rtz). One voice only one that we can trust has not being paid by advertissment system, the voice coming into the brain without the need of a mouth to be opening. The problem is how far we can go, as spirituality is as dangerous as Pandora, and spirituality only will not stop human scelerat, villain, ar at, a rat.

We are in the panade = in muddy water, in quick sand maybe, between two fires, and me I write but what in front of the Misther, what justification will do? Myster? Mystery will arrange themselves to save my next life from my penury of dishonesty implied. What do you think my love, what is our mission? Permission of calling you my love, I have only one, how could you love that, how could you call that? Submission?

Nn

nn from now it is when you dictated. Not the typist, the sounds and (end) the beat.

Don’t count on the accuracy of this though I am levitation. And your sound the mat on which the conveyor of this same sensation (sane, sens, action, sen, nest) I cannot win

 

 

I know that with you I can abandon the do for others and concentration will flow on doing it for you, the all, because you are all, because you support it, because you are so much more than beautiful. That I feel pedant, ignoring how to say, or to make you feel, or angry at you that would not understand that there is a beyond and that I should be kneeling before it with the all depth, in debt, of my short coming.

How would I become less so, how could I spit, being this pretentious calamity? Tell me, tell, me without splitting if possible, any possible at all, at all, at all, at all my indifference but the one, the vic.tim. The only image that make me react are these children dying and us giving lecture on education and insemination. Help me, please my god help me, why did you do my left overs with a brain for such insanities to ahappen without me to respond, only with emptied words, emptying the world with respect for reason. And the world dominance over the word intelligence.

Nnblog is from nn or as cunning as the vixen, les enfants du rock or enfants terribles. Ils le savent, sush maintenant. Stop singing, shush.

 

 

You threaten me with if you quit me, but if you quit me after threatening me, I would pursue you tempting with proving to you that you left our beaty, beaty, beayty, beauty, that I left for you the world of incertitude and beatitude permitting to think that one day my princess could arrive, but who aere you? Her mere nighmare? If you dare retrieving your personal belongings, namely Marxism, the Arts, and it’s enough what would be left of our realm, left over, the abandon we fear so much, you like me.

 

 

 

No, I am not homo, like that I can flirt with all the girls on earth, without even noticing that I am completely, utterly unfaithful. Not I am not homo, and like that I can avenge the rest of the ceremonies of being faithful and loyal to every thing in my life, of which none I choose.

Nn

 

 

Are you a simple toy for my body, voice?

She is my equal, as finish with mystery, she answers, she responds. This is love, and life without a cruelty.

You want me out? On earth I will be as out as a worm, as out as the norm.

Nn

 

 

Religion is a language subliminal, with all these thousands of world, muttering, talking with the shame word but totally different meaning and intentions. What religion? There is no religion, there is hypocrisy and for the beeeter an attempt at improving literacy. For the beater?

Popular aims are not to conceit but poplar belief in vouching selfish trips? Oh oui, oh oui, oh oui.

Bless this to day bread, or it is you I deny, and when I talk bread, the dough Isa as exponential as di-able (diable, devil, duplicity).

nn

 

 

 

When you think that the Christians after the lamb story, invented a devil to be a goat, to the roast embelly(sh)?

Embalms of avilissement, abasement.

 

Abject, object.

B

 

 

 

I fear to be seen with you, even if it is only being guessed to have communicated, not just like that not really. What I fear the most is more self-centred. I fear that you try me, and realize that I don’t fit, ok but in the meantime I would have lost my time? Not my time, what is to come like blank, blanch with eternity that is eau de javelized me from having slipped with and over the indications and to be honest am clumsy.

The worst of the story it is that you could really, really love me and what if people don’t like that. You culd pay the consequences simply, simply by your having showed whatever superficial but genuine interest. And me I world be left like a wolfe too put at distance to help with you Sufferance.

Suffi.  Sophy.

n

 

Suffi.

Sophy.

b

 

I do not know what will happen, but this would have given me some good at the personal level, were you to not read me anylonger.

I d be still something because I know that if it was as completing, as at least giving you some pleasure and some little facts, as I would like it to be, I am sure you would agree.

If not, misery, but enlightened one and the love personal more and more into the cause. I d be one of your hero for this, and at some point, don’t be shy of preferring your freedom, it would have sufficed for me to write with the feeling of winning sober over dying with cold and indifference. Beware, beware of this ambiance. We are little one, all our generous thought can easily be in 5, 6 secs in any individual’s brains. It is why I guess true religious teach in the practise humility and devotion, they could nick us in 3 seconds. But at least on what we would have been if clearly devoted and the humility for not fearing, the air would have been you, the clearest stuff I v seen.

 

 

 

I would like to kiss you all day.

What if my kisses were not healing.

What if my strength was impaired, what if I was destroying more than repair.

I d like to do so, to be left expermimentation, I d sure I would find something??

At the same time, we could listen to bbc world or your pick of intellectual radio, maybe not music, concentrate on both is surely the more artistico. Gymnasium.

 

 

At the party, they welcome me like a prostitute but since I still wanted to help as some ideas are fair even if every step is so much complex, I started helping and then they treated me like an orpheline, orphean,

 

 

I am breathing for and gthrough you, I cannot believe what is happening. And am wondering, and am wombering, I cannot move no more only to try to peer and let my eyes lingering into the air, so, finally so translucent. I am wondering, and for the first time I think that I live, I can think that I live without thinking that I am late, that I will never know the human feeling of being loved and have a glimpse onto the other’s desire of my up to every part of her inside cuddling. Your neck, your throat, your apple, your pipe, you would have to train me for me to be sure of the pressure you are regularly requiring and this changing and this shifty, and this to equate each of the time I would apply mouth and hands and throat =, and arms and every part of me onto my sweeter conquest. Sweeter as it would not be a motivation session, even if they are sometimes therapy, it would be heaven, it would be my best contribution at relieving and entertaining your quest, that willing or not you are doing through the body, abode, and our breathing, our tremble, our facilitated digestion, for embalm. Going through the heart, going through all organs, the feeling, my mi, the feeling transported on any port, on every counter, of every place you designate as having the need for a caaress till it conveys veracity.

 

 

Vera.city, check vera in French, my pun brothers me as much as the pen.

Did you know that a propos, the pig as a pet behaves like the dog, very faithful, very attractive, and stable, able to when fit and well trained to block entry to undesired trespasers, me I would like to, but another story asnout them is that they eat absolutely everything, we, in country side have got old stories saying that it was ideal to conceal without a bloody trace the lost little poor and abandoned little, little human beings from unwanted birth, awe awry away. It is like that we respond to death and slaughter house, the organisation, or even the simple fact that this might happen, awe, awrty, all day.

They might have preferred to give their little to it than to let them endure a live of slavery salted with torture.

You know I play with the figures, and 6, or other symbols to our culture, to math, to me, are not omen, they are figures that have chance to appear, an hint, but I don’t want a fate, I just want to remind my people of what surrounded them. And I, I, I, forget angel, you need to teach me. You need as the fire as I can see, would fit some instances when people want your trance. I am your de- mon, not the bad luck, not the bad deed, not the bad dude, but what see you not, but peep, de-serve ‘purify’

 

Today, I am not a plastically wirgin any more.

I always knew about my clitoridian fashion, but today with you I understood personally, I always understood others, but personally I ve just experimented what could be a marathon sexual.

A marathon sexual is when you have have it, but you manage to go on, not going on coming but going on the act generating further troglodyte swarming that will arrange for you (a-out, Augustine), abounding, the wet necessary for further merchandises.

 

 

I feel like going to roehampton from the Wednesday evening. I feel like taking a shower, rubbing myself for hours, to try not to go with my lassitude, the bother of the romantics that lived for poetry. It is goodness, it is godness but the word does not do the lady that dictates them and me around.

The demons of midnight told everything about these, but when they arrive they could cold cult not recognize anything, again. Everything had changed. Everything had flourished. Everything had played. Everything had flourished. Everything had flourished. Everything had played. Everything had flourished.

On one should not be brought up and down their little demons this way.

Everything has changed. Everything has flourished. Everything has played. Everything has flourished. But since they are still demon ignoring what they are, the secret will be eaten the parents inside the grave. And the flourishment nothing to do with the oak that have been eating you, am not saying sheltering, or reincarnationg, am saying eating you, like vulgar meat, like vulgar milk, the soul won’t stay in one and we would not be able to save the souls we loved, or we said we love, but the love for us, as everyone knows it, will be lost, it is the only thing that has to and can be gained.

Nn

 

 

Homosexuality, love not obligatorily, but these a personal matters. But ok love between two adults, and don’t say they don’t love,  pretense of despise is not genuine, self defensive hatred and does not make no one stronger.

What about people pretending serving love, meaning god, when they don’t believe in it, meaning love and therefore GOD. DOT. DOT.DOT. in French dote, the woman duty to bring money in the future male married under duress’ family.

 

 

Dur.ess.

Dur=hard, har ess ment.

And the hell of not privacy but domestic jungles. They are the how the tyranny of the government can go on and on, is that everybody are too busy avoiding being eaten.

Cunning cunts. Counts, and countery. Completely broke. Completely broken. Completely burke. The complain of the tatcherite, that says magguy is the hero made woman, snatch the milk not in thinking economy thinking a weak bone is a bone that breaks easy as long as we can pretend to give little money to prevent people to have a job and start to ask for the reasons of the privileged by all the means of crookery. And in fact it is what is allowed, to take a job and by all the means of crookery.

This one, ok we ewon’t have it repeat, every one smiling, shrugging or vomiting with the great danger of passing the organism a second time onto severe, too severely damaged by the acid that is gonna take its revenge.

 

 

I cannot vet betray my beast, she is in me, looking after me, having me elf life, and perceiving your na.scent laoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooΦΦΦooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooove.

In French louve = wolfe.

 

Human trend tyranny because of potential unfair trade or absence of trading, or existence sercurising, how to beat it?

We have somany proof, somatic, of uor refusal to face the beast majestic, the strength, in our killing spree on nature, the speed with which we kill will, and education, only instruction (so nany,nanties) at ‘spitting on every graves, gravity of situation’ be. Leaving, it is what is death, an abandon before so much fewer and fewer pardon.

Don’ t you start having the sweat, but for god ness sake do you read me really?

I had never written so much, you are reading maybe, but to sustain love, any pregnancy (preg more than prick, or prey or prep?

B

 

 

People called other people privileged because they do not accept the fact that work has to be rewarded, or that these people would like to better sharing and equality, but who is able to implement these principles in this big shit society of whores untenable????

Not us as the first candidate that would offer genuinely would be certainly shot the day after it.

What to do?

Attack on consumerism.

But you will broadcasted as a paria, and you will loose your job after some years of that, and after consumerism arrive the famineryrectory.

Nn

 

 

When I think of you saying romantic to the latest of all mongrel, pogrom, kennelled, patronned, nabot, and my name like if it was lovely perhaps loveable, when I think at these moments that I in general have high interred inversed interest to take as a mockery. When I think, or rather recall endlessly your word, your gestures, your face, even your eyes, not your eyes directly but the warmth that are reperable when desiring, touching in the sense of going towards others’ bodies

 

For the first time not to be alone, I don’t want to make an attempt at miserabilism, as it had been a choice of all along. Did not want to do other conversation other than cetvies. Over than cetvies, I knew not, but hope, you. I can be alone all my life, for the moment and never could be, never has been sor reassuring your voice, your tone, your speech, your everything, you are everygthing.

Thing? Th + ing

Th + eory.

Th + ought

Th + em

Th + the theology

-theo Phy (fit=did)

Thy.

 

On advertisement compaign based on saying of a political opponent that they are threatening “ if you do not ad-here, I’ll kill this kitten”.

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

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

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

Everything that has a prize, the prize of this cardboard, guardboard, comprised (con praised), overbids, is propaganda, paid by further adverts.

 

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

Why would we have to step to stop the argument and say “the rspca could 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 sprayed. A market place where we do joke about little babies dying by the millions, thousands, hundreds, dozens, one, in fact are you veggie, leggies?

 

 

You know the cod of this joke, is that since they mock, debase traits that are their own, our own, that happens under our every day treat and treaty, that are voluntarily theirs and the one of the majority they address (it is pretending to be nicer whereas committing exactly the same- promising-promoter. (and plat-form {=flatly shaped}) (manifestos {man if ethos}).  They are overtly traitors, doing a shaming campaign on no idea but what one is allowing, buying, boosting, busting, bastioning everyday, you ve just seen the singular, pack, mash brainwash lashed (they are all meat eaters, they would even being shocked by animal welfare issues irrelevance here if the question was in the row, they see cats and others as objects of whom it is said “don’t break, accepted ornament”.

 

A propos Wollstonecraft, who said that she is threatened as if someone could trample on her the same way he would do if she were an insect, it is trope, for the story above. It should not be easy to kill insects, it should be defended, I think that the more cruel is the impunity with which it is as done as re-commanded (look at the soft roots of this ‘comme’ = ‘like’.

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, the surge of abuses and poverty? Nope erasing, crushing poverty, and to do it even on purpose whenever you can claim I m saving insanity on vault (burial chamber or bank).

Vulture.

 

 

To feel oneself sovereign, save rein, is certainly natural as one is the one having this viewpoint known by them only.

But how to be? And when to be? And all that kind of modality?

The problems in our beliefs could not belong, become from the beliefs themselves but melting between means (menas) and end, live and death, future and past, youth and maturity, the ying and the yang, won’t reinvente the order of what we have so much buried into the naivity of thinking that the wildness of these forces, of these puissance, of these incommensurables powers would not be ordonned, hlke the hook for a short laugh, the sketch of a smile, elims, elim inate, we wont put elism. Elitism , both would be ugly.

 

 

I am shaking when I think of not being able to defend her against death or sufferance, but when if she is suffering because of me, because of my ignorance, imbecility, helplessness, I would give the world for the devil to appear and chase, k-ill, (qu’il)(en soit fait ainsi, ainsi soit-il = so be it) what have us for their plate. To be several, to not preserve=deserve.

Erve? Oeuvres?

 

 

To be devoted, but hwo for attacking efforts, goods, gods, children, companion. Who? The devil? Lived.

B

 

 

 

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.

 

 

On the hightest purpose of finding love.

 

 

Why on ‘earth’ would love being a prey?

One explanation is business, because it is easy to corrupt people needing prostitution.

One they are corrupted in order to buy something that ough to be not, twice instead of being quietly at home they are entering a business, procuring, that will have so many people getting money from so many so grave abuses.

On of the reasons people don’t leave mafia or sects and don’t leave the market, you are here to do ‘bus (L)Ines’.

C

 

 

There is the time you inspire directly, in perceiving, indirectly, in conceptualising and rethinking, with postpostment, in recalling. Live, love, or thanks god is of you.

C

 

 

Could yoy not stip scratching your check. You ve got two to four fucking marks on the left of the long side of your lengthy jaws and temple. As vague as it appears it is backward.

 

 

 

Ok, could be hard for all of us to live like sadu, but we should provide protection for each other at least in teh context of being able to find without disturbance.

Love leads to any protection ideas, feelings, followings, sciences, plans, projects. And when we are away from this ultimate, it is not live it is cleanly dying. As clean, I would say clan. To be viewed as a function deprived of this aptitude (from where your blow is observing from above the mountains overseeing plains and the ones looking after the chains, the one of the air, the ones of the seas, and what overlooked, nothing it is love, nothing escapes him, his, hers, the sex, what pretension. You are my male as much as my female, you know that well, dis donc, chocky? What without the aim of love, first you don’t have the family, because love gag? Gang? Gagger , gag her? Gather? Love do a lot, it is the cause of everything, love is life and without it? It is why people says that in the most tremendous misery, they have seen miracles, it is live, where there is live, therese, theresi, th heresy, there’s he. Vers, air (her) easy.

Vers(e) = towards.

 

 

I was so light on knowing after fact what after?

But you, but you, how will I have the map? J ai peru, j ai peur.

 

 

Satisfactory?

Sat, is, factory?

Sat, is. Fact.

B

 

 

Love and religion.

If I had a religion it would have this name. If I had a name it would hav thi name.

A dog.

A cat

 

 

 

A treature, a treasure

Near of which tree? Would I ipiut all my belongings, I would have chosen one resembling the tenderness of your voice, the palour of you eyes. I habe to stop to describe you so, as I am sinner and to recognize the beaty you show me, it is in my rethink that I ve got extasy. And when you come back with same theory, this know rethorique the one I grown with, my god her image you,

Her being too

Nn

 

 

 

This is poetry, a tiny little one, and god what should be beyond every principle one s got (goat) so lovely, demon, I let you know but why.

The human voice or consciousness or, is dirt.

The animal                                                    is discovery.

Demon                                                    is salvage.

Or pout our purr pour, and mix, whatever is done with it, they are the same family.

D

 

 

When it comes to mental activities and phenomenom, the Pandora bode is that no one is talking, from where our belives, from where exhausting, from where all realities. Every one are bad perhaps all but the more accepted form of neuroses, as their forms are through which

one may order s.o without reasonable reason, neuroses?,

do    slo slo s.o

Ascert s.o                         particular believes, which we could analyse, or think, or speak about, or devise

The psychology like they teach is capitalist, you dislike your mother it is good as long as your happy with miser cord (misericord

b

 

 

 

s-peak maybe not the mountain summit but when the bird songs

again a s. The word are hardness treated like ‘joly’ ‘coward, useless tongue’

one speaks words, one thinks world, are both ok, but when what about one is doing them both in intentionally dissociate them to discord

b

 

 

I did not know the why of her betray in fron t (frown) ot) to the whole community.

The whole

The whole?

It, she was the voice of it all, she was just talking about their leagu-all agreement to ??? Whatever they arrage, barrage.  Hare, bar, art. What about age, our civilization, our communities. What about ageing of these groups, that exploit or spoil their children or eldest, heirs and heirloom, into exploitation??

Not grown up, loop hope. (loupe = to miss = magnifier specs) hope.

People.

 

On democracy tenet (=hold).

And under scrutiny, scrutin (=vote)

In france, one may not be able to vote secretly, you ve got to pick the paper of your candidate in front of every body,of course you can peak more than one, but then? In front of the co-horde (cohort.

 

 

Cohort-iculture.

 

 

The treasure to me from every god. The family that may love or kill me. With ereason, maladie, deraison, jealousy, just like Diana or eudipe. What am gonna do to my brook, brood and with my wife. What on earth to preserve us from this tragedy?

cc

 

C like cetvie I ll try to establish code an d thematic chapter, the rants will be sorted out, I don’t know what to do with those.

B blog, n and c tne tone provenance, jsut to remember that I am not alone, when it is both nothing v but the destinatory.

Wisdom without truth.

The concept, the existence, but is its proof og being refined?

Pre sumption of all theories, in practises our living diery.

 

 

If you were to kiss me, even after years of my soli.citery.

If you were to kilss me, of course, I would not want to engage in further exploration thatn dressed (dresser=bring up, tame, arise) up.

I would like to unclothe you over months of indulgence and like the dressings that kept me in one, before your feeling, off touch, and my body being (on earth for someone) would be reintegrated as it does each time when love insight.

Inside, my thought for yoi, they are in fact not mine, they are this exchange between you and me, between the thoughts and teh theory, the concepts that illuminate what are about to sea(l).

Th bridge between us and theory, is there a us, tomorrow you culd go like what is left of those days of pain-hurry, penury.

So what would yu like to make love to ya, I meant the cow boy way, unclothe you as if I know each of them, that I ironed them in the morning, like if I cuddle you for weeks-i-wish-the-wish-it-never-end. These moment r-even, my heave.  Even-ing.

Reve=dream.

 

Why would you then try to spoil everything. Over so doing

At the ideal you left, because I could not be the shadow of it.

Ane me, reproducing, to have attempt at reproducing, but you went so reproducing with you I failed even after baby. Abbey.

 

 

 

Reproducing. Soul, luos, (lu=lumiere, light/os=haus=house/os=bone)

lous,

losu, loss us.

Os = hausse, rise, re-

 

When I think of my life with you, and you like live, going around, flourishing (from floor, flour, or flower) fluid and my place vacant as for that going you have to do.

When I think of you, and that in my hugging my whole estate, my sole soul body for honoring honey.

The ore in my chest, the hart to which I have to say thank to find you back I won’t to reincarnate, unless it is incarnation, everyday skills at live dimensions that let us devoring, each other ceiling.

Sailing, floating with happiness as well as your boat is as comfy as being next to me.

When I think of you, at teh moment when I am lying in crouching, embryo, in reel, pilot, pelote, = reel, PINcushion, crouch, position recovery, I can hear my heart, the noise of a river sliding, gushing out of a pit.

A pit without you, a pilot without the wheel, the will, the woman that is you.

Ncn

Nip.
Jeasous sou lous

Not remembering that she had to love others to love myself, ot, to love herself, to self not less, not sell, not serf.

 

 

Do cuddle you, massage,a nd as I wriggle when doing it knowing which par to part of you it could remake, coming through proxy, in thinking of you without you, just wriggling out of the hope I can touch you from my being o tot to you, of you. Tremble in my body, am reconstituting. Stitus, status. State in and out, it, hint at. Hit tic tac. Stir state

State, = etats.

Stire, erits (rites = rite/heriter=heir=to whom is hand over)

 

 

 

Res.ultat

Nn

 

Res. Lu.ul.tat

Ulul er.

 

 

Dat detachment and the idea that I could raise or help or try and estbalbish contact, or tel let live someone what could cause you harm. Detachment, ache, debt, attachment. Tache=task. (key, sat, set)

Tache,

Eat.

Or att(ack a)che.

 

Detachement.

Ed.

Attachement, nem, cata.

Catho, catha

 

I did an investigation, investigate a little, what I could do, they knew no one who go out of it without it to be redeemed.

They point to a culprit. The cull and torture was without limit.

The one they point to, were they the doers? If they did, out of which rumors?

Sacrifice, and let us go, the demi urge the truth, am not god, but who is “waiting for goddot?”

B

 

 

Demonization is to establish ‘arbirtrary’ fight against what is haunting us, without exploring, without taking their own risk at understanding, without putting others in our personal spiritual schemes, and make some demons won over others, are in our fashion they depend on humanitized deems.

But one won’t take demon to be whore, they are prisoners, and who can get out of our prison.

 

 

 

Oh, yes, we could, we should, but we cannot.

Then good-bye, and see you in another life.

In another life, it would not be this, it would be the one who says yes in his.

N

 

 

No, do not think I am attending your sex for hours.

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As I attend it, he is mine.

Here, it is you vile bar velar me the road.

 

 

Re pair

Pere = father.

Re peer.

Repere, = mark, millestone,

M-ere = mother

Reperem res(p), ere (res = law)

Law of ere = Esperance,

Respire air.

 

 

 

Am I the mum, am I the dad.

Not anything.

My babies are.

Love for head.

Head, he-add.

Shead.  Shaf, shef, sheaf, sher, shed, o please, please, please, please, it is not to convince of naything but the ying yiang of linguistics and sex.

B

And don’t think I d need to cut you don, to celebrate mine, to celebrate hers, you, one’s

b

 

 

 

Over celebration is the act of maiming as you know that in turn we cut when miming.

Pity.

Piety.

Ety, ity, a lengh.

Pi pen.

Pi end. Sermony.

Ceremony

 

 

She is my privilege.

She is an aiM Pi.

To dersrerve, serve.

Privy- ledge.

Por heavyage.

She is my privacy, my right to think of my divinity.

And as long as it is flourishing and well kept, under good guard and liberty for everybody and the followers (the children) and their discovery, as there leads our will and candor, welcome reli-G-ion (reli =relier=link-bounding=reliure=relire=reread.

 

 

 

 

Under pretense of controlling marriage, one will spread, other forms of slavery, condemning free links, of which sexual free activity will represent the coercion on privacy.

The agreement on this affected by the slave and sexual trade run by this very coercion on privacy-as long as unharming for others privacy.

What you do, how you do, with you, if not outcasted. Broadcasted.

 

Having saying that being so strict in some families towards practises of any king might have been the way one will try to emancipate from barbarism coming from the fact that people are spying on each others and have quasi absolute power of action, ‘emancipating’ in suppressing all actions.

Problems if it does the trick, if it does become the new rules without the tyranny being removed, and rights and duties exercice to be protected, then the absence of actions finishes in concealing and perversion (doing an act for another=I cannot beat, I ll pinch, just because it is beating that is forbidden, no the need for space or activities that is tacked (shackle), hiding.

B

 

People sadly, 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 (you’r rerouting) re-out of the pattern again. 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.

 

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 containement?

University.

 

Emancipation

Participation

Man a part of that would gonna want before, in front of, enrolling them to be flourishing.

Flower: PN. Π, and. An ea,aend in.

Letter alpha α

 

 

ππππΦ

 

 

Tu Sais a propos j ai un truc a te montrer c est en rapport avec la bague que tu as au doigt, dis moi que c est une alliance a la Φ, je t en pried is le moi. Dis le.

Et bien moi il y a plus de 12 ans Presque 13, 6 mois avant de recevoir la confirmation, la cicatrice sur mon nez, pas un accident, an attack, iron bar, just like that just lucky enough that I moved back and that he did not have in mind to put me more than down, underground.

I printed one.

But my problem starts here, it is that I ma so full in love, I mean you know it is not serious, in live you ve trained to wait for the finishing line.

But here is my problem, th e work I do is dull, even if it can sound a bit funk at the beginning of the time, she will be bored or fed up if she cannot take interest on me being a little man.

Someone who does cooking, cleaning, does miles to earn a few pounds, who eats like two, and for hours and hours just lie down, in addition of true hours of seeping (infusion of universe more or less in me animated talking. Sleeping.

To love you, my god, oh my god, how much I love you, and to have said it before, I take shame.

I cannot regret the time where I went with a few persons, if my body does know the caress, at least he knows the wanking, and oh this I regret, because they were gesture of love, but for love how many did I take? None.

If I had the choice I d wait for you, 33 years, 10 more why not? But for what, for you to be bored by the politeness you should preserve till toppling down your cup of coffee and terminating me.

 

 

Does happiness exist?

When I feel love, happiness is the only existence.

But this love, do you thicken it by expertising in quest or questioning?

Do you think love will be by some assurance of a presence, pres séance or science exerting?

But why is it you that have to ask? They are not my demand (dem-(h)and). Without this power, your wrench I d become and after this status? Of happiness truth, expect the thrust, I have not instance. Or except you, but to keep (a peek?, let’s thrown out), what will, what may I do?

Existence.

Ex-is-stance.

Standing somewhere-stand hard.

What do you want the fuck me to do?

Of what I can reach.

Reach, react, or rear the sufferance, or re-arch, in the hope that we will be in noah’s when the whole world and us will good bye, god by-standers, say.

B

 

Hypocritical.

One does whatever they can. We don’t even know what the world is, so hypocritical would imply to have opinion, idea and something for them to be in integer.integrity.

 

To ask oneself how come people were aware about sex practises at the beginning, or when one does not have a sketch.

When you become wet like fountain, it is obvious the rubbing. Bur, bur, bur.

With the having to be exact enough and slide and to be exact enough not to miss or crease one’s partener because instinctively one do that for love, and the other’s jouissance, is the having to burst a one millecron story of alongway modified on the basis of the partener forms, shape, erection, and position and one’s own and it is from here to adopt every position or boo-sting, moving, sliding, retracting, aiming, following, targeting, supporting, holding, securizing, stiping, stopping, and take you into my arms the way your body, all your body weight could be droppoing on me with this leeway where I am just free enough to do the above, providing you like it, and you don’t mind beasty to go into stretching in all figuration.

B

 

 

If you refuse me, because I just thought that it could be concevenient to let me do the speech, I just imagine you could answer and taunt me “no and no”. You are a feminist that like (not s) my ckdi only for put it, nail it on your door or some.what (??). What you are jealous of is my per.sever.rance.

Can I know what you write? Of course not, fucking missionary, fucking military, too good the strategy, of letting a poor soul.

Cn

 

Writing is changing according to what you want it to be use. Spending days on two pages or two minutes on twenty.

Still one question, our parents were all reading, we are all writing, for who is the story?

In each tale, you’ ve got to imagine the moral. A lot of them give you a view on society and their morals or recommendation, so, so, instable.

Instance, instate, instore, instil…………..well, well,

I never encounter so frightening that at tales for children with the morality unclear or difficult or edifice for more sad controversial.

B

 

 

I don’t dare reading one dimensional woman became beca us e if you start talking me about the content of your bag, or I ll start hysterising on pollution or consumption or the vibro stuff would finish myself in I don’t quiet know which condition. Not the vibro I mention, mention your arroguance only.

Only, only for me.

And by me.

And don’t say I start fathoming fetishism with my own swords

A vibro what would it be, the vibrato, feminine in desire, I see…

p

 

 

 

Bur

 

 

 

People calling other demons, that they would beg for pardon, if they met their own incarnated disdain.

 

Am-ma.

Ma I, am i?

May.

 

There is this story where people report with their pity. Tales of horrible stories are written all other the world, and though we don’t know the personal aspect of the individual circumstances. They are just numbers, they are deshumanized.

But what when the name, the age, the identity, the opinion, well to try to give an account of what the personal story, including the nick name and whose of your mum, had been and let this person die, or torture.

We all got name but what about investigating when one can to present it to the public and doing nothing??

The more deshumanizing, the lack of i.d proof and life account of the stock (exange, culutural, data exchange?), or ordering a despicable tone of the after-servicing to let people one know towards intimately know or know the intimacy DIE, which is which more deshumanizing, or deserving the cause of humanity??

Exange-exchange.

 

 

 

Culte.

 

 

 

My happiness, walking, lying, sitting, eyes rived on th e floor or ceiling, on the forest, for rest, in everywhere I adore or hate to do some duty.

My happiness is and have you for landscape, escape, the domain don’t know any lists, any borders, any degree.

Dome where my all saints and you to explain, my living plan, the mystery in my mistress, to an enviable mast be. My air, my seal, character.

Carcase, caress.

 

 

Char-ace, chance.

 

 

Sain(t).

(T)nias = recant, or refuse denial.

 

 

They were looking into their professors the light of the doctrines.

But you know prof are here to teach others’ lessons, would they want to alight that they would not have permission.

School are there for a profession, for politics, not for higher, truth mission.

B

Alight, allow.

 

PS: it is not because I do some love letters, that it is the suppressed revealing sign of frustrated expression that would cost me to have to write for months about my rational envies.

En vies.

 

 

A villain view on sex, as one is so vulgar that they would like to destroy other pleasure as theirs is done by malfunctioning humiliation.

I am wondering if sado masochist pleasures are not derived through having to have sex with another person that the one we would have chosen.

Since it is not this person, it is not the making of love but fighting with the biological need treating the person not as a person but as a tool towards not a real handling but serving a fantasy.

B

 

 

I know what’s different.

Let alone the quantity, the circumstances, the odour, the flushing, spraying is instant, the recurrence, the complete orgasm, the next proposition would be a pass out, even if after a while I adhered for not touching me at all (I am used to wanking what else would I like) to go in a pub to tend the conversation on how rouse the bar?-other conversation to make a brave new world I don’t get the money-) , because, because, it is better for the imagination, and now I am trying not to relieve from nothing but to find out if you would like to be touched and mine and how.

Musk. I never smell like that, or none of the above, perhaps not the quantity, perhaps not but yes, because it does not stop even when I start theorizing on you, ah ok, could be the factor determining.

Amber. This time it has blushing tone like if from that could come marbre (=marble/arbre=tree)

We are being of soil and the stone the skeleton taking its calcium from mothers they kill after.

 

And, and, water = steel

 

 

Ok, let’s do it I just understood how to qualify my anguish.

It is the writing that is calling you, the vamps I am serving want to be at your service too.

I understand why I write so much, despite that ok I always should be able to give a few pages, why now, inspiration alone? They are jealous, for once he-a-lousy is okey donkey they are my only companions and they want you, only lesser than my beast would howl till you yield- as long you are decided.

About my intellect, rather not to deepen. It is more the side of the woman, they got only that and the will of the womb is here to remind the heaviness of responsibility, more than quietness, more than too much parle =parole.

 

 

I am wondering if we are fashion of making love we are not making electricity and the watery this time for the conduction of soul and . “‘immateriality’”. And rubbing and rubbing, as long as desire is isolated flesh from chafing, like silex, climax where the thunder.

Thunder – under th, (th=phonetic=feu=fire) th-y. Fonder.

Seal lex, l electricity. Trick (trique=baton), conduct.

 

 

I try not to go under paranoia, as the world is like that, we are in chains and forced to put chains around other. It is like that let’s avoid paranoia.

 

 

They are the rank of west prostitute and the west is gonna benefit from more tyranny by its enemy banning homosexuality and individual freedom.

And ultimately like all states they will count on wars, on like the post modern area it will be civil wars, when unemployment won’t be tolerated anylonger.

People cannot complain about nothing outrageous, and they don’t fear homo, they fear poverty. And one cannot say nothing to the states anylonger they got to strong army, so cvil war as a population regulator and for the government to say ‘you see you are children in need of being batoned (bastion/ba=low/ton=ton, tone (low)=yours), therefore we will get you that everyday.

C

 

 

When I think that mum could know about the woman I love. I always say, but since no one is in my life, my flat, she will try to make me go with everybody on earth. Even with people, it would have been prostitution or self sacrifice or injury or disgust or I don’t know about expressing my feeling about that.

I am so content of having being able to have platonic experience, but not with person that were chosen for me by what was allowed by convenances or circumstances. Love as being the only teacher, die through love or its envol (flying, envoy, vol ) and die free.

Free-eerf

Here, eer (err) earth.

Cn

 

Envol-loven. Oven-low-not lower but earthy.

Oven for the non pregnant, or rather the one not more assigned at the baby, what it brings for the feedings.

 

 

 

Domineer.

Mod.

Fashion or loophool of monosensical functioning (straight to the wall).

 

 

I though I possessed it, celebrity, money, fame, influence.

But when you possess it is when it is imposed, the mode is imposed to you, you do that, I ll get that, you sign for something you ll obtain something else, the partner of bad possession when you obtain by fouling deed.

They want you notorious, but not for something you ll do or say in order to have a voice, no notorioius to make reputation, to make pressuraxing.

Don’t use it. Don’t do anything with it, they are not yours, everyone’s serf. Serf (=fer, the irons = the chains of what you don’t want that will take over what would be needed, a focus, an intention on the faire = a freer doing, and redoing, I am not oppressed so I can say and say for something that count, make a difference not participate at the iil-atmosphere of helpness and deprivation that leads to control over the easiness-destruction of what is so difficult to preserve.

 

To go in hell.

But to go in hell for one person. Would you not know for sure for whom, it would have been the devil’s name on your tomb.

I have only you on earth (I mean exempt mummy) and I am already fed up.

Fed up by what? Would you gonna thinking giving up your lease?

You release.

Relise. Reread, travail, avail, ava. Cava, lava, ova, eva.

Pour toi.

 

 

 

And the other loves, they are inside, they are us by now.

So why you? Because it is logical. Gol, glacial, goal. Cial (ciel=sky). Loci, cog, coil, loic (light)-God.

Glacial. Glas (tune, toll) = light of the sky? After all the night brings its frhost.

Why you, because you are my host, in religion, ingestion.

The thought I am feeding with.

The person who transforms life in serenity, my torments, the strength building to take you at the late moment.

Cn

 

 

 

My father just one or two sentences told me but each time I don’t follow them knowing I could be disintegrating my body, I remember its scene. (in French same phonetic than sain).

 

 

 

People start being nice when they want something from you, or when they want to get rid of you. Begging for your not being angry? Being angry, a lost for time, angriness is a gift for god, from god, but have to rhym with necessity, and my necessity no one should be, as long as it is not free. The true duty liberate from having to be dependent and at the opposite from having to seek autonomy.

Equal. Qualms. (quality, quantity) quod.

 

 

 

There so many omen that did signal themselves before occurring official, as a permanent feature (to know that we are gonna live somewhere, hang out with somebody, without having been introduce to them). And here are the faith story.

But the ones that could be saying that you are not gonna be nearrer me, kill what I had of celestiality.

Near rare.

Near raen.

 

 

 

Don’t hear their jeremiads, it is the same they got at home, it is just to do a little bit of scandal, play the stronger, when your prison is not others but your house and its shadow, or the darkness of what is left, insincerity, and unnatural of thinking that things give themselves to the intruder, (the one that doesn’t guard them with all fervour), without causing the harm of a rape.

b

 

 

 

You play being docile,

And what you are is a sir(e)ne.

You cry because of being abandoned

But would you not said that you read my poetry vile that I would never know you love me this bit

Don’t start wondering, the wonder is already, I am not giving constrained the card of my party.

I love my woman, I love her dearly, but there is no love when not free.

It is why I can agree that my writing is plain as today we are prisoners of our regimes

And maybe prisoners of our love, as though it is the poor I should be ehelping, I cannot resign from my sole space on earth: you.

As you are the hero, as you are the one still bearing arms for this legion of greedy, I will be applauding you, but me without my writing I am nothing, and you everyday asking yourself whether and when you should go. So you can leave me with my nothing (not hing) but the part of you I am able to have, the way I describe, even if it has to be the day of faction, faire = to do / fer = iron, steel. confer,fake, refer, reflection, effets = effects, goods / and rejection, there is one thing my brain is mine, so go, since you are not the one that will be mocking, the one that will ask me for nothing, don’t ask me, just go.

Nn

You would say what do you want me to do with this?

They are not yours, even if they are for you.

 

 

The extremists are the one who kept the bad of a culture and go and vulture the other cultures looking for the bad agreements. Traditionalists? A lie to tradition and a lie to sincere humility.

 

 

You don’t want be my male, it is all o.k but since you reject the part, it is of the macho I will plan to play.

Words

w-hords.

 

 

To believe in demons, in terms of believing of their superiority or inferiority, in terms of pledging do with eliminating them is the proof one is not monotheist.

As one god is the gods of all.

That it is conceivable to believe in other dimensional forces to which one will associate or disassociated, to try and be partners, servants, opponents, any kind of relationships, but believe in divinity in this account, no. Or believe in it in outranking, which is pretty why not but pretty stupid.

 

 

Like my child, the one who defends me against prejudice, my love is cause of unstable emotion, I love you but how, I would not be there if you decide to flee prejudice at your turn. What would I do with my principles, with my protection? Dying from being angry at me? Dying from anguish? For who would be this force, without you, to be haunted by deception.

I could take a child, someone new needed me, but to do what, teaching to morn (roam), mourning what was of life in me?

You want my heart? But what if you had enjoyed it already?

What if I had only my eyes? What would I need? To see you happy. But it is also because I think that from my eyes your move would alight what for the heart is necessary, the fire, when seeing in you, what embrazes wisdom after folly.

Darkness.

Ark.

 

Mirror.

Mire. It is good to know when there is, solving, dissolving, solution, all to do this fluidity.

Fluid, druid, guide, eid, hydre, liquid, ouir, (=hear) , oui, passage. Passade (per-iode).

 

 

One ecean (essay, ici, site, cite) not lost love as the mission of god is to look for it and take it back from being lost again, but love is but liberty and protection to everybody#’s, and all part ease.

 

 

Ocean. Oceanacee. Hyped. Biped.

Cetacean. Ceta can.

Octave.

The children I had of you, somewhere perhaps inot water, in fact into water, or any element.

Element-electricity-aimant (between loving and magnetic).

 

I cannot leave you to help me without knowing that I will be able and allowed to render you the same.

As your help would not be love if not it will be pity.

Is pity the power of paucity or piousness?

As you have to have the minimum to serve justice and morality.

 

They did not bring the child up to listening the other people, they were too nasty the comments around.

Was it for good? If you don’t deserve the comments would it be preferable to know under which spell you have been put on? And if you deserve maybe could you beneficiate from intelligent offrande?

But what about saying nothing, as the guetthos are raising.

Why was integration preached?

Because no one has the right more than commenting nasty but all but whispering?

Has someone the right to ask for stopping pollution practises, exploitation…? no one. Even if they are reason to be voiced by everybody who does not want to kill their broodings.

Then what is the right without it to serve life, its sovereign?

Not human life, as what is human life? What we have defined has been needed (as being needed) to boost the commerce in every single way.

So what is left to have the felon of participating? Muting, mourning, and call for help in demonizing.

Mutineers off the moors?

Don’t count on water there is no more, and polluted only.

When they said running it was to leave her in the desert, to care for her, to make sure that in the hottest place every one would make sure that water was the most important feature to be moving and blessed.

But now let her gush and even drop for nothing but lust and laziness and your blood against this waste.

Waste, west? Haste, to what right now?

 

 

On demonizing, what is this mocking? An attempt at knowing, hand, at dying easy and fastlie?

Fast and easy. Proc.rator, procreator? No, no, no. procurator.

 

 

To love you is similar to pregnancy.

Will it be working, what responsibility.

What would be happiness? To know that I any time I could go to the garden and work it fro us to have enough. A garden protected by everyone else, as our couple by the respect of everyone for equal life value would be safe.

To do anything in thinking and knowing that the garden is as sane as this fro the rest.

And you would like to go, because what I think and do when my work is finished is not your fancy.

Go, go, go, there is no such garden without liberty.

And what about polysexuality. Well if I am faithful for someone the same I would pray.

Careful, careful, as coercition can take the form of neglect and vagueness and individuality.

Without you my wife, I would loose my identity, my name, more than this, without you, words, sounds, would not be the same.

Cuckoo. Cuckoo. Cuckoo. But what about the spurned, may it give time to find purity.

Would we be naturaly in a couple, I don’t know, but my realm for this.

Problem, problem, problem. Coercion, correction could come as emblem.

Naturally, of course, yes, I am lost in word, when you no more in the vicinity. I am lost like a babar baby.

And what about the others and their offerings?

No doubt, I am circling crazy.

Maybe you love me, but you take me all day. What’s the point of loving, if I drop in paranoia, panacea for loosing fright, in the long run one looses everything. And what about the people who would want bad for us really? Or the one who would bring that without intending?

I am lost, I am lost, even with mummy.

 

 

 

Individualism.

Then ok we are ok for you to be a lesbi, but not with this one. You can do everything as long as we direct the way of your consumption.

Consumption, meaning the way you destroy, you put fire at something, the way the log becomes smoke without no longer time for it to grown-up.

 

 

 

Symbolic, symphony. Still limited number of instru.

 

Diabolic. Dichotomy, one group on whitch honor? An itch, people whatever the chief or the asided, when people are not there for each other. A group a commission to error.

 

 

 

To love you like the first day, in addition with all others, as you are my disc-ovary.

The woman to whom I owe my truly fighting for. What for else, the little one that remember of every gests, what else for? The element that tells me, go on, my son, go on, daughty, go on downty, nature is god, and in the immensity for you your female, through whom verity, find it. For goodness sake, cannot you see the definitive intuition for happy?

Womb verity.

Ity=space                 ver=towards

Deficient? Definition are barbary. Am I normal. Am I yours, am I the vector for it to explore?

Exploit? Ex plot? I fear modernity, obsolescence like a house in countryside that you d like to sell, but no one is wanting it, no more jobs around, and your money, your security, in the belly of possession.

And the risk of living frisk (risk, kir = Coeur) cuff, kiff = desire / freak as here the most are indebted mainly. I could become that for you, a chain? A cannon ball.

Would I become this for you, that I could try to make it up, folding in tort, in more than two, but my care would become repugnant as there is nothing like taking one’s bag and say life is the space I need as much as the space needs my move. I d like to follow, but why? What would you do? And perhaps less secure or less adventurous would be my following you.

Here come the babies sealing the pact, the impact, growing, your love in fact.

Give me your problems, give me your concerns, everything you want me to be as secretive as vindictive, invective, your choice, my life is yours, take me as your baby, I am a grown up too.

And if we don’t have for human beings, the ideas are what lead the cattle, gaggle, and as for the fleshy, every one that I has lost their family because of treat(R)ise, everybody my love.

n

 

Vindictive, invective, = ‘to expose sb to public condemnation’.

http://www.collinsdictionary.com/dictionary/french-english/vindicte

 

 

 

I was thinking for you to leave me alone, you and your disabilities with expressing your sentiment, words are facile, factive, I don’t want a big room, I’ll do cleaning, but your too busy and me too slow. What about a room with para, folding screens, like a maze, where we would not have to see each other all the time and a hide space where the mess could rest unnoticed.

Do you in real listen to music, but when bash (Bach) needs to tell you that soul will go forward than precedent?

As far as the other sources of information as long as we could be near a silent library, or if I could at the same time, in the pleasure of gain it is the suzerain, to look after your body, namely cuddles? No too girly baby, mechanics.

 

 

 

Mechanics.

Mecca.                             A propos could you be politically correct a little bit, your site, prof, militantism is

Not private.                           And the coco (o.c, ok, aussi ) as a party are as pick assiette, thieves of plates.

Show them you are the prof, I know you are consensual, consulat, show them you are the proof, I can hear you nina, show them you fight for love and true equality, meaning not the one that want the luxury from previous abuse, abuts. Abuse, sub. On them how many left that would follow you, the one here for being the chief? The one who wants talking? The ones for tyranny? The ones for clemence? The ones for fundamentalism? The ones for its wages? How come it is political only, how come it is not helping but in word abuse of poverty?

A new way of living. The will would be there, the kibust would prove their welcome, bust (sub) your favourite party, I am jealous of women that could bring you down for me pretexting weakness, pretexting ignorance. Don’t let them play lesbi, I am your sole romance. Or smile the day if there is one, you convey me in bed, we will sort out how, where and wet and when and wed.

 

 

 

Ceremony of the dead people, how many burials had been used for the living?

Crematorium is based on crème.

We could be happy if really outcast, but capitalism says no, you will be left-overs, between the litter tips or the sexual factories of the employers.

It is what has been forgotten in the larger equation, we menace each other, we praise each other, but who shall give the bill for our accounts?

Shall, shoal (deluge and the poisons).

Shoa.

 

 

You know what is rich in poverty, is that you can see people putting you aside when they would have done the contrary, were you financially easy.

 

 

They as want to kill me, but when talking about it they use romantic world “your girl, her name, her profession, her philosophy, everything that might be soft and humane”. The romantic who started to know about the prospective on the certitude about the map hading (conjugayson) an end, and game.

Having-hading-hiding.

 

 

 

The king was only elected to conduct the wars asked by their people.

And if not, they would have vanished, hence their being said to be divinely appointed, the ill of the people to profit from killing.

B

 

 

 

The soil social ladder.

When you help someone, this someone will have to refuse a true help towards emancipation, as if they emancipate, what would become the ones that keep you under?

I will have to refuse your help in refusing you altogether, if not he could loose all others’ bribes on cooperation, that is? That is? Thast is? Occupation.

 

 

 

Social, c is a weapon and soc = in latin, the nobility in the sense the exploitive ive, eve, but eve dear women was the symbol of a saint woman in literature, it is why it sounds like breathe.

When women, the girly (and job previously haul hurl in vengeance of having no finish balding bad line adolescence transmit through the words cleansing, the genocide instance, the power they got into raising anger in each of their worms or should we said bird of preyed) exploit, ugliness hidden in their organs, not the ones that fuck, the one that costs (soc).

And hurl their baby. (byba the loolie, be my lady, delay and postpone reason maturity in their brood, the victimisation, to be the favourite among the world of fabricated (family like) promiscuity.

Insomnia? Incestuous and beaten up for free. Women could not say, their tongue are for money, like the pork monkey that they tag beasty.

Uncivilized in homes.

The men of those? The prostitutes.

The prostitutes granted with mummy support. What delicious and strange way of leading humanity in l’eve.

Promotion the way one is upwardly moved before knowing what is expected of them or at least contrarily to the parents, what rewards in life the boom rang.

 

 

So, after the above, tonight, is no? Maybe we do it for you as well? Yes, but you are disgusted. Of me saying women, instead of you are the myrrh. Of the whim-in.

 

And about the preservation of my feminity, fame.

Look you take that as a proof If I die could you please take my documents and put that on the web??

Please I don’t ask I beg.

I don’t think I will have a widow if I would have a few mourners, but none of whom that are technical, mother don’t want to hear, my monk, hate the people, and you? If you do not I would come back to haunt it, if I cannot reincarnate into the one sliding the ring.

 

 

The plus value of communism?

The fact that Marxism is one of the 4 or 5 stronger post modern findings.

The plus valu of communism would be intelligent equality, that is renumeration in accordance with density and time of work, exchangeable against such product, and with security provided on the basis of perpetual and sustainable peace, admitting the possibility of not socialising if you don’t want, and staying in a way of possible protection, and of production not harming nothing.

As long as privacy, sorry but children them has to be ready, to learn and teach what is spiritually new for them and the all-bred. Children as well as production. And in what concern abuse in domestically, the dom, the house, would be community.

Now what about abuses, hiding inside the community even if the laws were not feeble?

Fixed match, set up, connery.

By now every one has abandoned. Perhaps should we need a line on reproduction right now, as with scarcity, every one knows that in the plentiful one does not interact with human wisdom, era of depletion on earth will strike with lunacy, but not the one you sent at hospital, the one your boss will be told to use and to dye it, or be slain like a salad as slanted as the rim.

post modern or post intellectualism?

Intellectualism was to fight for idea, but what can we do to fight with?

But idea in terms of creative (its weaker, colorless word opposite, not even other side, but aside (as creation when consequencing in destruction is not a creation, more a stir-up of flings,) “destructive”.

 

 

A columb on her sex.

Between the sex and the navel.

Simply philosographically promoting peace, between infant, and her husky, its Microsoft, it is not me, but me that tried to imagine what you would ahave done with a tattoo. Tribes of the concept for you, what about sociolizing, for you it is point of view liaising.

Business it is about skills at systems undone and loopholed and unachieved and empty of short cuts to multiply in hand short comings.

What about our idea? I doubt, I doubted on life, for years I was in affective position of wanting to die to finally like a truly demented vampire revived to punish the humans that ate up in common cruelty.

But the humans are not common they are just obliged to group via necessity, by who would they be eaten if they let their brain tell them about different orgueil, pride, ride, dire vanity, being of vanity or reasoning and balancing with tremendous difficulty?

 Nc
~ y      

 

 

YOUR eyes brown are from zeus’.

What around and about ooooooooooooooooooom your soul, with whom did you feel having the closer form a sort of spiritual pact?

Me I follow primarily the roar of the thunderz. I am no t saying he is everything, in their mythology there is the titans, etc. But in my perception of things he has the last word, the very few time I can hear it.

But in fact I beg him to bring a confirmation that he does and permit me to ascert and hold it stronger.

He delivered me from her. So now I am not a ‘divorcee, having never consumed marriage more than my half and not totally, (she deign having it once, twice she slaid me, but these two ones were not making love, it was trying to arrange it). I have to be careful at not slaying her, in a position up right our way of seeing the world held, help me into being faithful to what I have to write about my kinda philosophy.

She was honest carole, she was extremely courageous, like you, she made me out of a psychological mayhem, without ther I won’t probably speak to you, no this last phrase is that when I unconscioulsly realized that I was the cuckoo, I think that the honor crime, suicide transformed into.

She saved me from my crime. And after that and her teaching about mentalities and perception I manage to want, to resist it very successful. She healed me. She cured me.

She was honest and I am out because even if I did not wnat to believe in it, as her philosophy was entertainily liberating, I had to fight for the money, and only for the money (the comfortable level, not the luxury, but for the money) I thought she was teasing.

So now I know why I am out, the library in Africa was what she said but too discretely a dream for the guilty-tripping.

 

 

Family an illusion, which one is solidary and equalitary? None.

They produce the kings, the abbots and the nuns, the servants in a system completely broken and afloat, saying be profittering, they will notice nothing, as we are slightly intelligent.

B

 

 

On how words manipulation plays on perception, is when someone says that you are right.

Will the moment you step out of the room explained to their children that they said that to tromp their enemy? The codes of the language could change our reaction at our perception story. Manipulation of this kind render you finish, doubting everything, and even love gesture may reinforce hatred, as a yes could be the worst of the assassination. Who holds still in human behaviour to predict the odds?

And as far as being doers, doing bury us little by little, and what we do no one might do, to prevent tyranny we instated anarchy, but not anarchy, anarchy, liberal anarchy, that is one is protected for the business only. After that try to ask if the rules are humane, in simple phrasing not converging for the extinct of the flourishing of our members species among species, and you are the dead boss. Sob.

 

 

Authority matters: there are different types of authority, the one one will respond at once and the one that you don’t notice or the one your respond negatively to, but that for the remonstrance, or the impact on vaster comprehension will last between strong, long or for ever.

So long, Marianne.

 

 

 

The difference between a human loving human and a dmon sloving human is that the demon like them as its eggs when the human like them as its semblable, seemable.

It was a joke and of course, I write it.

 

 

 

Je t aime.

Je t ai aime.

Jettez, aim.

 

 

 

Logics.

Gloss,

Logics is the devil coming take its toll, look at what we ve done

 

 

 

Look I have to read again, and each time it takes me days for jsut noticing that what sounded good at first…obsolescence of my work and skills and style, what horrors of lost investment, or not being able to search return, no market, no network, no permission, no tools for action. Cre(ed)action.

But all the same I d like to say that that is written your fruit.

 

 

Does your mum do the garden, it is like a prof of latin knowing all names of the plants, when you try and do grafting?

I feel like a land that has been given to the mistress of what make me flowering.

Your voice went mature when addressing a request that I did not think possible, pod.

Why are you so tranquil and intrepid? Are you already, sir?

Don’t you think dangerous to convey incertitude, who are you? My life on this bet, you are the queen of deset desert that I loved so much as for personal love it was promising.

I tried the communal but there haggling is not on fair and trade, entraid, is facultatory, optional and not advisable but when off tactics and strategy.

 

 

 

Aid, raid.

 

 

 

I was talking about you, I have to talk a little to my family. You know they are older person and even if it had not been always easy, I owe them my life and by the way a large part of my early philosophies.

And you know I have to do that discreetly, when you are spurned you cannot go and fanfare victory.

But whatever, you are my sun, so one has to describe the rays his inn (he’s (eases) in).

And I was trying to say how….you were, after searching how extraordinary you were following by an adjective, thinking intelligent, performing, reassuring, (and in fact I don’t want to say the other for fear of catholizing [catalogueazing]) ,  my old aunty suggested.

-“She is really, really, very, very, very,…”

-“very good ?”

-“yes, is that”

It is when my eyes go dropping from the strength spending in thousand years light of searching.

It is not to write what I don’t believe in, but am I at the level of what provides sudden flashing enlightening?

cn

 

 

 

Philosophies.

Φ, like two females in pregnancy.

Π the pi at infinity. Fees.

Infant. Inf-in.

N (they are no more code, I think of you infinitely………………i mean of you with you, of you indefinitely since I ve heard of the word happy.

C

 

Between the 8, 9, 7, 6, 5, 3, 2, 1, 4, 0, and their com-bi-nation don’t know what to do, and how.

 

‘she says she is the one, and she scarces me with my son’

m.jackson.

q

 

 

 

-“You should not be homo.”

-“You should not be called religious and servant of love and humility.”

b

 

 

 

The “demonization” problem is in fact misunderstood as if people start saying that other people are demons to kill is because they believe themselves to be demons de, moons too,

moan too.

It is as simple and short as this.

B

 

 

 

Why don’t things go better.

Because of us treating things badly and amongst we are all salves slaves.

b

 

He wanted the divorce, giving me death by exhumation. He had all my hopes and kept them for ages and times pass by, all my lifes went still, had all my hopes that he knew he  WAS going to drop.

B

 

 

In a new power.

Ina n-we power.

In an-ewe power

An in ewe power.

G

 

 

Before meeting you I had to make my mind, to love again to fight, absolutely, to face relative welcoming immensity, inviting me to join another world, my ex, was for me the incarnation of the initiation at spirituality, and after her abandon, if she took me any, I thought that my difidelity was the sine qua non at my empowerment for strengthening my quest of the grail, grace indeed. 

 

And the day I met you, or the day I was thinking of your grades and know that I was about to meet you, my general, (=Jane eyre) I thought you were or married or viper (pervi).

I did not want to shake for you. Shake, cash. Kasher. Cachet ire. Cachetiere (hiding person, type of personality or endeaviour. Cashier.

To have refused to look at you this day, where I could build or ruin my empire. Vamp pire. V-empire.

 

 

 

 

It is tough for a macho to noticeably realize that his wife holds the steerwheel.

Fuck you woman.

I thought I was lucky, one wirting, weird things, writing, about pornography, but in fact an in-tell-ectual (actual) sieve from the libraries because in dec 2007, in one of her lectures she mentioned it.

 

And writing by telepathy, do you think that it could do with prophecy (professy) especially?

 

 

 

Profession. Fesses = butt, pornography

Around = faeces.

B

 

 

 

On of the sign supporting the fact that I am truly, durably in love, it is that at the simple idea of making love to you, it makes me die before touching.

Die-key.

Well, I may have to want considering stop apeak, speaking about it, see concealing, before being punished and go into counselling, consoling (the psycho not paid for the healing but make their customers believe that they are as fine as the fiddel) instead of your prometheeing fire. Evil.

Fire, erif, Eurydice.

Let’s forget, though the diams and the gold, hour of the time, ore through geological rides, give? Not give, no, no, brought to live (the ones humans abuses-when one thinks that humans benign begin begging wants theirselves to represent life) the mineryal jewels.

Mine-eury-dice. More than a bet, less than divine. But without her dampen damned.

 

 

 

You are the more vicious of all the mystery that was about how people can become rich.

You were a ‘councelor’ to industry to which you were provided the most racist, mysogyn, the most unproductive, the ost lethal, the most puritan in not revealing their indecency. They provide you with all the money to say to the people look we have it all. All and your eyes an yes>

 

I wont go on to try pitoyably to show you that it is not melancholy, you are my first serious, me before i was warning rather bluntly, even if after that i could meow and mow but inconvincingly, i want fast and travel, i want breaches on chains. Don’t think you are my tasty, up to my tongue love was. is my desertee.

 

I will do short, but I loved a woman for 15 years, she knew, 3 years after the first 3 years, she managed to meet a woman to whom I wrote a love letter, speaking about the latter but mostly about the former, that is it was fantomatic I wrote this letter thinking of the former and not knowing that they were about to know each other-though I really like the latter, but nothing near corresponding, impossible this woman for me really did.

I phoned her after years of her abandon, she was married, quit after the pregnancy, announcing me that the situation was too violent, anyhow I had the age of a baby. I quit school following that, I was a zero stricker anyhow, I never had the bac a laureate I had to pass a equivalent 4 years after.

I quit school in order to get money and to go and work in Africa like she wanted it to be.

I d never go beyond paris for reasons to explain, the past 14 years it would take me.

I wanted you to know that this female, married, remarried, I don’t even know no more, I am such an imbecile, and even not it is spriritual, she did not love any of us, the brood and forbearers exempted.

I knew, I knew a lot of her, not a lot in fact but some of her intimatest secret.

She knew about the latter letter, and she did of it the most reproachful of her discarding.

Now maybe it was natural for someone that has to be preoccupied for her reputation. She was teaching.

I thought she was hiding, you know with the smally on top, a husby who tracked me for being her best friend, a caressing only, just times enough to cross the boundary.

But now the smally is 15, and she never returned.

I tell you that to give an appreciation onto what might cause of dependence and inconsistency in a fucking shortening life, reputation and jealousy.

 

In fact I think she rsemlbed my dad. Liking sex for its cruelty. Curee (=priest and cull/ cul = ass), crue (=raw-row-war) war raw death, instantaneous, without reasons, without the body to do something of productive causing exhaustion of the body, the devil being able to pick like pickles some flesh. No thing like life in, with fine, just raw, just a gushing raffled, riffle, raffles. And life on its trifles.

 

 

 

N eri

 

Theirselves.

versets

 

My life will have a currency, the moment i thought of you, happy.]

And though thinking that we leave aside this misery.

What do you think of this ? the worst of the party. Infinity in contemplation. Limited in truth and action. We sold our soul, honey. How could deserve being and staying your husby ?  live, les miserables. Pitoyable, ma amenable to worse and worse debauchery. Even love is a pit with lotery and insanity grotesque, i dote on you like froniting a fresque of the most beautiful paradise whose i will be loosing the entry.

 

 

 

Offer, off faire.

 

 

Euredyce, my past, but she does not follow me, she is with me, it is why it is forbidden to lose time and faith in wanting to de-pert de-part-hour. Departour.

 

 

Maybe she kept on saying demons, maybe it was the easy way as she spoke about others and not herself, but she did speak about what people are trying to hide in the irresponsible easy in saying we don;t need internal voices, in our world it is so spoteless that why to have recalling, weight memory/moral exercice and thinking over.

That we don’t need, that we don’t do, that we are the kingdom of the cuckoo, because it is not to be thought that other natural forces would be there interacting the human peeing in letting it looting and more than despising their own species (in fact it is left from an human centred view, as for the majority larger comprehension has to become mainly from the due respect you own to the ones resembling you most in order to be compact enough to meet and exchange other realities) but to allow themselves to be inspired (as well as completely directly dependent-as dependency is a constant, but in our relation with the earthily nature…, poor fool) I don’t want even imagine if human had to enter relationship with a force more remote, look at what we ve done to mother, they would think we can loot, but wait a minute, whata bout the prayer for god, what about the holy strength, the one with who we are with the world, they are our subconscioius, without them we are the dying people. They would think they can loot, till we d be felt and the logics of destruction, of well-pushed ignorance, the last of our deed. .

Ignorance from ‘to ignore.’

 

 

 

The demon of midnight.

Is the one that one is expecting the less, the other flip, the repercussions of the daylight job onto (on ot, (h)ot) the territory where humans cannot do dodgy controversies.

 

 

 

She is my master, I am hers.

Tt is nullify by common absolute respect.

Absolu further more than without her shadow, I could not leave earth without being damned into searching dementia. Denounciation is for the one in live you will have to quit, would she be an assassin I would have to prevent, would she run I would have to follow, would she be assassinated, by illness or others’ anger, I should tend her, her body, her corpse, or the woman that does not appear to resemble the past, like my baby, the one by whom you are survived, outlived, your gift to humanity.

You are a spo.use. OP in use.

Φ, ({q}OP), hope symbol, Greco letter for philosopgee.

 

 

 

Ok, the nomadic are a bit loaded today,

But what do you want about it.

It is the weight of poetry.

n

 

 

In guise of chapters.

I use holograms.

 

 

 

One cannot prevent him from loving their sons and daughters, and it is divine like that.

But the problem is that they don’t like or love the others no more, they are so afraid of th e porsitution, they are all c()hhores and want to be in control to give the impression that they are the bosses in stay inst(head) of being the servants.

your are my blance. La blance balance blanche.

Any nous.

Aninn al.

Anon

 

 

 

The west is culprit but what about the ones who left that happen to theri people and family?

The same old story, telling tales pretending to be the savior or the avenger of a people one likes for one single devilish feat: money and good for the lazy and the disrespectuous of others’ labour (including nature’s production that is supported by all the processed thought of all being from the whole creation.

 

 

The problem with the white is that I don’t take into account problem generated or simply limitation, it needs the black as much as the black needs the white, as what about life if without sundry.

 

 

 

Marocoo king homo

Bless you yur courageousity.

 

 

 

On scripture and cabal, all messages are not instantaneously understood, logically by the way are they warn of a future not right away present.

The receiver or the heralder of the messages tend to transform it in order not to appear as not mastering the language or the reasons, or the probability.

It is why I think lots of messages takes form as the pity, pithy.

Or on purpose to signify to the mind that they are at plays or because the messages were exact but transform by hand in fear of being taxed with insanity.

C

 

 

We might have a functional-restricted to a single point of “view?” intelligence, emotion, mind, soul or whatever, but not any case, we are superior.

 

The parents leading their children to be pest, as they have the servants work like not work but counter productivity of leaving someone spoiling your energy, intelleigence and time.

b

 

 

 

Satiric, and my olymph.

 

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What if I was content, 100% fulfil, with being able of writing? I would not long, log, for the time when I can see you, hold you, speak to you, make you dinner, make you healthy recommendations, make you love, have you come. And again, don’t… (here I am 10 miles away) you woO.u.ld not dare letting me disemancipated.

 

Manc, monk, manqué (=lack)call. SIP, as vanished. Pissed without comment.

Would the time be still for infinity? Or is my talking to you, in my mind, stirring something in your mind –dnim. Dim, minimum. To think it is not render me orphean, cut in two, to think I communicate as the trace of my having to search for more than you, more than me, the trail of our destiney. Destiny, destitute, constitute.

 

 

 

People pretending to look for a prophet. A prophet for killers? They look for the failure of their false aspiration at becoming better, they look for a culprit. People go fast and vite.

 

It is id iot

 

They are not pain that are coming in, they are coming out.

Pain. In, ap, happer (=eating, disintegrating), ni=no, denial.

On pain value, pain is treatable through life behavior. Beheeve. Warrior. Behee, like the goat, hee like the horse, for the troops of moutons.

It is why they are sacrifices, we human weeing and pooing (sorry I use becket) and dying, that want to mock their, his own behaviour, to go and do the same, like in and constantly empetrated indeed in our lobotomy. In life we say yes, and one is taken and asked to do its best to root discreetly.

That is sacrifice and the animal taking the token on how we are tribal, and more than dubious it is not primitivity, it is its abusive way of killing herself, and the brood of which she is fed up and about which sorry.

 

 

 

When one is forced into a marriage without love one loses it s sympathy, the aim of finding and perfecting oneself for the one we are seeking, waiting…

Paradise. Par, pour, por, for add sth to its                and is.

And so it be.

 

 

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Your mama gave you a gift beyond imagination.

9

Well you will admittedly recognised that 9 as with the C block letter when manuscript, they are the same shape, mirrored for the 9-of reincarnation, than the phy lower case letter. I have got this lower case letter tattooed since I am 21, between my navel and plexus. I explain because you cannot see, and would have been as athletic than some others I could have pretended do an anatomic show out of my abs, but let’s be honest the completude in matter of epicurean education did not strike that far. Though it stroke. If you want I could try to show you in the dark, I haven’t inherited-inherent, from my mummy’ sensitivity or here sensibility are the same, in how to look after one’s ship, the body (sheep sank, I think there a biblic story on this, panurge.

 

 

 

To depend of the ‘society of states’ commands on appreciation instead of depending from morale equality, and not talking about morale usually portrayed by religion and lobby protecting the so called interest of sectarianist groups while ruining the right to happiness and fulfilment (and duties, meaning that it is not something someone has to provide to someone else, but something that everyone has to make sure that there is every opportunities and capabilities and protection of the resources’availibility and perpetual profusion) for life at its highest freedom and respect of others (without racial, ethnic…and even sexual orientation discrimination to applied.)

Freedom, free domaine cannot be thought without respect of, and from others.

 

 

 

I use to go in this shop where they had so definitely food for cheap and very good.

But when I notice that these people would like to see me killed because I am an homosexual, that I could find myself in a situation where I bring back food at home for my wife that they would like to sell as a prostitute or I don’t know even other cruelty and torture applied to someone who would have just chosen the one they want to be with –and do the things that we both wanted to do together-

When I realize that they treat each other as servants the rest of the day, that a word in your mouth is not welcome but to socialize towards business, the same in other businesses, of course but at least in some other businesses I am regarded as being another human, no more or less differently treated. But we will treat you different if…if what? If they cannot sell my soul alongside theirs. Thiefs of dignity, not of the one they profit from because one is completely depending on them for their survival, thiefs of the dignity one has to make sure can thrive in others, in others’ situation and in oneself.

As for going in this shop where the beans from my grand-da where, I won’t do it again, even if it is difficult to find them nowhere else, as my greand da would not have me treat as a inferior ranked human beings. As all people had to fight and die for liberty, do that to my grand-forebearers would be trahison. To let my rights of being just another creature, hoping for all to be and live in good conditions.

 

 

 

Ok a few hours for calming down, and my grand pas would have told me but you know every one was treated this way, don’t forget that it is together, only together is possible, to go out of tyranny, as at worse in each place there is the victims of the slavery. Each place where there is one abuse, it is the sign of god, its proof of the institutions being pervadingly looted by holoopholes.

Don’t see yourself as a victims. Victory on times.  As a problem is everyone else’s problem, or shortage of views. View, we iv, heave.  Or vie ewe.

And of ocurse this argument would be working in other curumstances but to do what to go to a big shop, on which there is no name, no one to ask nothing about the way they treat their employees, and providers, and the citizens that they pollute and treat like market, target.

b

 

 

 

It is not conceivable that no one whishes to work of their lives for wasting prostitutions, so what’s the problem then, beyond the fact of posing the question?

It is because the society as a whole being a prison, one tries to preserve the space for themselves to have, and for that they chase all others by tricks and farce, and finishing by the true real torture and bias, when complete confusion.

 

 

 

The fire between tow person, as a common desire, energies in fusion.

Git, jaillir, upsurge.

To flood out, to burst out

To spurt out. Pure, route.

 

She was pretending that she was believing in others’ stupidity. And the o-the-rs were calming themselves, thinking I am not stupid, her limited.

But in fact she was none more stupid than the others, so?

To react energetically, in proving mental or psychological strength, so was I here to provide entertainement about the way my body could answer, or answer by letting it to its original freedom, not letting myself to be abuse by someone playing being a dom in the sense of convinced that her abuses were justified.

B

 

 

 

This people would like me to imagine that I d not rather die for my marriage, and the love of my life than to live with them, bourreaux, executioner, torturer.

To say to someone don’t be homo, that is renounce loving is the proof on how people think societal, familial and finally or from the beginning, conjugal relationship as being sado-masochists.

 

People from other countries originally profiting from the people coming from the same countries but as immigrants not as residents to endoctine them as servant, using communities as a leviathan, a power inside the power, bribing everybody, as using systems twice, imbricated and doubling the errors and jailification consequences of or uncontrolled malversations or the fear of control as when it is done through true ignorance – but one has to start somewhere to stop abuses-, but in reality through ill-intentioned or people or system, that feed one another anyhow.

In what hell are we? Is it possible for someone to answer in another fashion that to say ‘that this kind of questions are bothering or unproductive, as production is more than a bother its mainly a finishing story with for all morals, the failed humanity.

Nb

 

 

 

It was funny to con state (constater = notice, realize, understand) that what a lover, a true lover does not want only love, thoughts, flat, air, food, chores, time, plan (i want nothing from you that I am not able to provide for myself, that is clear as long as I am not crippled by whatever others’ wars, or that I am not deprived by the action of the shadow of providing, the looters…nothing to do with love, just an economic allusion, talking about marriage not business and farming as entertainment, )

It is funny to constatizing that I want from you teh same than yur enemies do.

But all of this, I want you r life.

So what do you think, how do you think is important the concept of happiness?

As your happiness is the sole way of differencing what love and hatred want from you.

cn

 

 

 

Newton and the apple, could not it be biblical?

The knowledge, the having to obey gravitation, labor, and the fact that without the tree we are dereliction.

Wander in the void,

Wonderland.

Cn

 

 

 

In a lecture the ‘whatever, and so on, and she is great, and personal comments, don’t loose your audience, the pseudo political debate on present factions, is not the one interesting, and if there is one above all don’t comment on it, an issue, a problem, a delicate essence to which one will stoop and talk, you are it, you are it, you are it, you are it, you are it, you are it you are it, you are it you are it, you are it. You are it so let other people fuel the pseudo debate, this debate is the people surrounding it creation, as far as I am concerned I am yours (creation), or split us before I have to tear myself dead. and ‘the you know’, if yes ok, if no all the best. [don’t hesitate, take a breath instead] are not evocative (formulated, not all in hint and signpost) enough.

Take your time, it is tactically judicious to talk fast but when you do so speech should be as clear as possible and since you are nervous your voice shakes too much. You are understood or at least as much as me, and even if you are not, you give background information anyway, so don’t let your voice shake or don’t make her shake in an attempt at demonstrating your confusion in front of the complex subjects, interests and opinion.

 

I adore, I mean I am not philistine enough for not feeling pleasure by the way you unveil your strategy, finally understand the path taken is orgasmic, as the building of a sketch from which you stare intently trying to piecccccccccccce and pierce each morsel at turn individually and gathered, like in an aquarelle the last drop of color, an entire scheme, the elements at last in imbrications will reveal…function.

 

Si c est jamais il faut que vous me le disiez en me conjediant. If you don’t fire me proper I am not gonna have or strength or raison or appetite to go. When I say go it is because I am for you altogether. Am not a donkey making differences between in and out, I have been living for you ever since I saw to what extend could be our intellectual affinities, and am not gonna stop, I don’t think realistically that this is reproducible at all, but at all.

 

The problem with having hard time with making a difference, and find state of things so disappointing, that one could become self-harming, perhaps suicidal in trying to fight back, while forgetting fighting back one’s own dejection.

 

Ok, you are warmly invited in not opening your mouth, even if you do manage to convey words with the vibrato of you instrument without in fact having to open it, let’ resume, you are definitely invited not to say anything about dickey.

One it is not something that no one really knows.

Two it is their beast and not at all yours because in three, me, is indeed running to be your horse.

Also if people take an image, oxymoron or vague cliché to qualify your goods, you will make sure of course of not commenting on it, unless you want it to be stolen or broken or corrupted…

 

In 4, I am yours, so you are commenting on yourself and then, then, then, excuse me but I am gonna accuse you of pros elitism.

It is their toys, leave it.

 

Moreover, if we do that we will loose completely in one the big picture, in two, that people are actually dying and in prison, in three, that these stories are in fact postponing actions and reflexion on emergency and reel need, and in four, that this center is narcissique or self erotique, so I might be autonomous but on this and me communication I don’t want to let off.

 

 

 

I almost never mind the fleshy part, maybe at one point after 22 something like that, when I did try to be as slim as her. But no, I meet other person for whom I felt happiness with, so their flesh, their body as whole I like.

But your flesh it is not that I am tolerant with, I am in love with any traces of your living body. Your adipose (dispose) part make me in shake, check, as having been your dinner, your sweat, your elan, whatever happen in during the day management.

 

  1. adipose
  2. (pejorative) bloated, fat

http://www.collinsdictionary.com/spellcheck/french-english/adipeous?showCookiePolicy=true

 

adieu.

 

 

 

It is not to be intelligent only it is to be involved, prepared.  And not only involved, prepared, but involved, prepared intelligently.

Intelligently? Without relache, involve personal, intimate, and self reflexion and preparation, it is why the political, the communal cannot be bastion only, as organisation as a group would miss emancipation as a unit producing the singular exploration necessary to spirituality. And spirituality necessary to a higher scheme, aims,

 

 

 

To vote for the boss as one has to be psychologically operational in order to support inconditionally, therefore unpolitically, or politics of terrorizing and parasitary ‘majority’ in the sense of ruling = major.

And in order to represent, communicate for the ‘boss’ = has to be sucked by the all company = the company itself = no work any longer just affiliation, don’t think fraternity, think smaller unit of exploitation or militarisation as in order not to be crushed by the anlawful outside. It is so bizarre than family are so praised by the political community, leaving to the family the burden of what a political community for, the law harmonizing individuals, all individuals efforts and inspirations. It is so ludicrous, it is so damaging.

A vicious part in the roel of communication, to have to prepare artificially to parias a work that is a apain int hthe intention of proetectiong one’s family. In coping this the oppressors, in boosting its effiygy via the true. Or tru? Or true? ;plove, yes because however we do, it avaoids or craeate sufferance, by diversion,

 

 

 

Your eyes are as blue as the seas or the skies, the air of it transmuted in your thoughts and your collar.

As blue as the lagoon or at the beginning or at the end of this day, tinted with the grey of the stones of the cliffs from which I would throw myself each time your bosom reminded me that I could drop from being your wife and sergeant. Insurgent or policed officer, whatever that would suit you and our demonizationator. The world will have to be perfectly bi and free to all the lovers before everyone to go two by two in the factory of manslaughther. Marriage is what commanded every body and complacent to any institution, so what now the world population has to shrink, and that we will have the honors of be inspired by the old age of people for decades thinking, people live for happiness, let’s them forming couples, but what if I cannot, because their is not my pair –parry-, and because I am as dark as gay, sister.

One does not want to be poor and gay and, and, and, ticking the box of the minorities and be let die, is why so much of vehemence, not a battle, simply a shield, a shelf that cost any attempt at identity.

If not entitled to love and its seeking the world will become this hell where there is only three, for billions of people, because don’t imagine no one is gonna resign from the couple or/and sexual life, companionship story, the way people exult their sensoriality.

Eand yes, they could think but you are so ignorant, we will have believe you that your place and comfort and living is in the prostitution, or not the choice of this private and personal romance. Ignorance is a weapons tw0-sided

cb

 

They said ‘we are not gays’, like if they were shagging ensemble.

What a charcuterie!

Cb

 

He was saying, “don’t tell me it is something that has to be avoid and redeem (about pollution), don’t talk to me like if I was a child.”

-“not a child, a killer of one.”

Cb

 

 

 

She was so accusative, defensive, and rejective of them. Of course, they did not want our simple, harmless pursuit of happiness, as much as if this pursuit culd imply emancipation of the people as a whole, and not the people as a nation ready to wage war on other groups, or to take mother nature as a possible daily good rape.

She was so into them, me, I was shocked by what she was saying, but whoever did she communicate with, for me there was only one aroused, her. (a roe said), arouser. Carousel. Carousel.

Nb

 

 

 

The logics of someone life holds on their superstition and believes, also when or by events or by reasons or by the coming across with other conceptualisations superstitions or believes come to be contradicted, then the individuals enter into having to review and reassess their pasts experiences and actions, as well as reconsidering the futures. And this if and only if after the upheaval, one is still feeling oneself as being alive or capable of affronting this new reality.

I would think that the key word is here in new reality, because if the new is true, the past was, and is anyhow the scalfolding over which we had to trepass onto other horizons, about which past experiences will be determinant as for evolving from this new situation.

Be alive and stay alive in the respect of lifes’ dealing with circumstances.

 

 

 

I would like to break a wall when you tell me off unjustly.

By calculating my elan, comes all of a sudden the idea and clear perception that the wall is actually, too, thick.

Not me, too.

 

 

 

Actually when you ve got a handkerchief, you can blow out in, instead of sniffing you up to a stroke, a migraine or to damage the capillary in your noise, ear and eyes.

 

Suppressing people behaviour (mourning, loving, anger…) in order to a taming towards servitude via avoidance of knowing oneself.

One is talking, has to enter into commication with one’s body

 

 

 

Never, nave. And eve of course, off course, the deluge of the river at the crossroad achieve into under which dome? Without you am damned, and without eve adam is black with the sun that he could have taken without this pest always over him.

Burning (=in French, burne, balls)

Nb

 

 

 

What about birth, earth, control?

The rib.       Crib.

Then without what ar the options, to rush into doing as many as you can and leave other individuals to have and say if I want on I put the planet at risk from being clogged by the ethnic race on prolific rates?

And anyhow if your wanting of children is not pathologic then the aims will be to reassemble the community towards collective upbringing and that everybody attent the next generations, all the generations included the latter.

With please not having to attend as enforced socialisation is viper, but for the child that has to build its potential.

 

The way psychologists, say that apprentiship are so important at a young age is of course relative to any type of period of apprentiship above all when you do learn the first move related to the body BUT

What about the body history, who would remind what happened, the way it happened, the psychological and mental implication of the secrecy of this history.

One, who is gonna tell you how things happened?

Is it possible to do that exactly?

Whatever it will be conted to you, also not first hand appreciation.

And to finish, the most important is that family are under the seal of secrecy about their own interpersonal relationship, so of what, which nature of struggle, compromise, weight…calculations or lack of it, awareness or whatever rules, attempts, any considerations should have they been considerate, having build our most intense and resurgent feelings?

Resurgent and problem totally controlling as if they are the ones that has been responding, they are the one of which one cannot understand the dynamics, what and whys. They are as controlling as unseasoned, un-supsitionned. Suspicion. Situation, session.

 

 

Rather to be paid a little to help children this their homework but well I am not councilor or a stake holder, by the way do you know that the libraries, sole remaining place where people from all over the guetthos migh meet, my mate, are gonna be cut by 30 %, up to the next genocide, between no precincts, communitarianism sectarist, and transport fees dropping us to the lowest level of blood in our veins left…

nb

 

 

 

You talk about damnation, me I know that damnation don’t make me afraid, without you would direct agony.

Cn

 

 

 

Ok, I ll stop calling you my sirene, and don’t throw me out of my realm.

 

I fear it stop, ideas does not come like that. Before it was inspiration I think, when you represent someone and the emotion the ental state it brings, ok you can converse and answer to some of their enigma, but that’s it. What about someone who told you exactly what to write, because they know you, because you are at the research of the same cuppa of no tea, but asperity.

Nn (1er n = ecrit par toi; 2em n = chapter PN: pea hen, very british this bird of Arabic bordello)

 

 

 

I am so thankful for women that did not blow onto my flams, as if it was for them. As my gaz, the breathing that csuases my body to burn onto the air and then the skies, was for you. Then while waiting, it means that my will was not in pain, but was melancholy. I needed that for it to represent a land, that was the premises of the revolution feminine, giving me feminity, as this time my inner, nor my love or my aggressivity, nor the way one gives and the way it has to protect the garden of its virginities and purities, would be reproach, would be a burden or to you or to me.

 

looloollllllllllllll

 

 

 

You are far too soft, yes, as if, but if I manage still, near-died, to adore someone it is you only.

They chant your name and I succumb as to hear it me comble, as far as I can hear the jeer thereafters and you know what, don’t think when if I could throat them in any, at any seconds, just to hear your name render me happy, render me hopeful, full of it, meaning that I won’t be dying without having the taste of an end of extase. I had before the view on possible harmony, but acquiescence was my hobby. Hobby that forgot me. Hobby husby when you are mine, my happiness is folly, it is unreal, it is so dangerous, the others that would think?? vomit perhaps, wank most probably, but think, I am not gonna insult the rats, tar, tare, (handicap, retard) errat, erradic,

Terra                                   rapture, rature = squibble.

 

 

 

You would be extatic to understand that I love democracy as much as you do, and overstanding the fact that I would do every of my gesture with her under the arms, should there nothing to do, she would be the book I would study gravely. But if I love democracy, if my passion and interest are reading, writing and this society, if my flesh is animal and my spirit let’s hope can still be bestial, unless I ll become all but chemical, mind we work all for the same greater forces, not from them to be greater, but for them to have us as jail as much as we are under their gard and warden, of not having practise sane and holy obedience to logics and exploration. We want it all, we ve got nothing but a wreck looted, but never thing looted by itself as in logic if someone is the thief, the one disposed, the victims is the one that will have to take the substance of live from its perpetrators’perfidy.

 

 

 

Why being a wise, or practise wisdom, certainly not for your charisma or your dogma, as the others, the one that want to exploit the story in adding their songs

 

It is good to say ‘nogod, no master’ as for humility to say that one’s own master his god would imply that we are god at our turn. As for to have this wisdom, courage, overall intelligence

 

 

 

I had to, had, dah.

I would look after you as up to your the tip of your nail, passing by the massage of every parcel of your cranial box and bud. Carnal as I would have to take care of my flesh, sorry it is my flesh, as no one till I am still alive, would do that for you. So if you can’t take the fact that if you were dissimulating or being obvious with your eventual or actual other appetite. You would kill me little by little in showing what it could be, and you would put me into hatred of everything would you be concealing it from me. Tell me when you have the hots, that I can meditate and try and offer you what is in me missing, but if cannot make it up to you, I beg you abandon me, before I step down over a brigde that is not existent. Existential puporses is the essence of our passion, without the mission we are nothing, but what is the mission now I have got a sun for me? It is the last mission, perpetual truth and pope democracy, though we will find ourselves in catheshism served by people dodging all duties, and transforming the ones of others into sacerdoce. I have been a nun for so much time, I ll tell you one thing, the mission had my time, my brain, my envie, but my wifey, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no also, what I don’t have a wife? If you want to go on with yours you better respect mine, because me it is out of question I ll let myself into constriction. As far as you tap your finger violently on this table, thus practising self-harm, take my word I ll nothing but calm down your impetuosity. What run towards revolution? And kill somebody in the eargerness of taking their place? You talk about genocide, look at the one of the Vendee, the revolution simple believers, brave thinkers, young children, loving mothers slay. And I disgusted my self praising these victims, as there would be not revolution whatsoever as far as people deemed themselves into ‘deserving pseudo peace or terror’.

Cb  c = me; b = initially blog that I destined to war denounciation, the older text do not have code but a general selection, problem with selection when I reread…what a bother, a luck you don’t distrust or be completely repelled, a luck, a strike, so when the ‘inspiration = coming in, so what about when the soul to wich you speak is already on top of your agenda and skills?

I conceive my life as being in duties of search, read as much as I can, as much as my eyes and ears can take. If I bring nothing new with my understanding, I always could do compilation of what I deem the most alarming. Edition is my relief, even when thinking of you, you see what ever happen I could still be useful this way, not totally good for the intensive care at the cemetery. As for now, as up to you, it is the dead people that do. It is not a complaint, this society is a pain for people who gave life, for people and every body, every body, implies every one, every creature, every object, every thought, and your concepts, oui, oui.

 

 

 

We are not master of the world.

But you are my master, and you are my world.

Cn

 

 

 

Die, key.

In, die.

On suzerain poetry. Homo? Deny nature, and it will that the culture of dat, death, for whom alive.

Ncb

 

 

 

Galvanize.

Gaol, gale, van (French vent, wind)

Jail, vanishing.

Cnb

 

 

 

My mum says to me every insilt insult she can find, when I start talking about daddy. Family refinery.

 

 

 

Bisexuality is very dangerous as people cannot hide any longer in pretensing they fight their sexual impulse.

When for example you realize that people are not nice but just are short of providing you with the same respect and integrality athat to another genre or sex they would do. The purity is not gone, as much as purity is as each life would wish this exchange, we are not talking about polygamy, she is one in my head, and my possible erring as a warrantee, as if I go on erecting on other party, my death I have at each other glance. Warrance. As one takes the life over, to god and its successor when you find and call, beg just by attending ti. Titi, petit, smaller, our heirloom, we can although make love to tothers differently, as being our child apology. As child just the image of parental duties, the inescapable, the inalienable, the untimable, the untameable, the unshortable, the unpostponable, the unstoppable, the unredeemable, if not taken on board and seriously.

The incalculable.

 

 

 

Would the fact that the press and info bring to us all the misery, a desensibilization? We don’t mind no more.

Yes because, we are told thinking that people of big standing are elected for not serving more than their interests and though the population are supposed to way wait (wet, I agree) for ten people, (10 soldiers, 10 singers, 10 anchormen, 10 intellectuals, 10 spirituals, to arrange a boat on which two are elect??

Hypocrisical behaviourist policy and on social lader as a psychological process of inter destruction.

Additional question, if we ask the majority animal, whom of which will be the species they would put on the plague?

Ncb

 

 

 

‘articulate dissent’

As a self-derision, deflection.

On dissent, reflection, no action, but subordination to vampirism, how can we agree, on what, unless convexation, not conversation. depti.

Conversation. Verse salvation. Do not take it bad on homo, dirty you band of pedo, that would like their child their own bearers of the grade of the accommodation of which results

Vers (towards = via) alva

 

 

 

Sexual.

Deux. Dieux. (tow, toe, woo, two, took, god)

 

My problem in looking after you as if you were my infant, as you will have to be, is that I ll do it, as my dear duty, but as we would come closer you will more than know but feel intrasecantly how much I am a bore. Meaning that flesh even when we look for are danger, in danger or commuting, in danger of over or under responding, receptioning… what if I was caring for you to fell less well, as we are falling, why should we overstand it as a fail, live is going on as its natura.

In fact when you adjectivize, in ‘al’ it is the cue of the future tense in ‘a’ that it contains (in French, your former linguistics rulers).

 

 

 

To give everything by principles and what is left is the love to be taken, but love is never or in offer or in a position, that renders its proprietary weaker wearer.

On jane eyre, Rochester who had at this period to gratify the arts, but did not notice that ungraceful courtesy would pain the one in the dungeon, as being the one knowing were, where goes all hypocrisy. All hypocrisy, so why am I so? From not knowing the ones I should be servicing, the others are no one else (my fellow creatures, my fellow animals, my fellows creators, my fellow followers) that the one in need.

 

 

 

I find that I need my fairy, but is she to me? It engages responsibilities. Which god will (I) have to pray? Thunders are their groans, she is mine but her existence the one of the life of whom I the servant. Navre. N’ aver, havre de paix= a haven of peace, Navre in French means or meant, I don’t know who is, ‘sorry’, could we still speak about much empathy as being species or an individual buying our postponation in time, no delay, it’s now. People like in ancient times when we were, period of lull, not thinking, are looking for the bomb. But modernity forget how hard the ancients have found that the bomb is the chief, not the salvation, not the ones that will take any of lies and false contribution (tribe).

Trive, tribe, rib. The rib of man, as man is from the womb. From dust and the stars always been as destination as pushing forward.

 

 

 

Communication, communication with the nini the youman, but what about ideas, it is more difficult as where ideas are, in which space, and are we protect by ideas, the sould is , the body is, but are other bodies taken into equation. The equation of a world having a list of the comprehensive, comprehensible in the way of knowing what is upthere to attend, and what about the future, a group of debutant, a group of beginners, but dead already dead players if they don’t respect in intergrality all of the other. Observe the singular unless you want to be taken as a mash to spit from being unsavoury hatred, neglect and rush to auto destruction. On self-pride or no pride at defending people. El pope.

 

 

 

This pretense at having to react at the emergency each time, no prevention, just letting thing as bad. We will hit the rock. We will hit the rock. We will hit the rock. We will eat the rock.

Cb

 

 

 

Selection.

Sole, seal citation. Session. Secession. Recession, succession.

 

 

 

Fear instinct in the way it has to be transform in warning, if you threat me I ll have to act or die your enemy.

cb

 

 

 

It is strange happening the traumatism. Something went very wrong and it is after years and years that one perceived at last better what might have been happening. Horrors of this species of big shit, facile.

cb

 

 

 

Don’t forget the personal duties as well, the time one has to have to explore as much as he wants and is prepared to do, and prepaid by the society in the sense that one wil be able to do it safely, as safely as free, without barriers of others preconception of things that they are under, but not a little under, completely unawares of, as long as they are not in actually worst, a deranged denial.

 

 

 

The problem.

You were reproaching to me not to see you r intelligence, but cannot you considerate that what I am not saying is a lack of it and experience of it?

Taken differently are intelligence not taken for granted in any of us?

And in the case we did not find each other, as it will be, as if we were, it would be this time beyond revolutionary, cannot we for a second don’t mind about this?

Is it simply with data we reach?

cn

 

You are fearful. But it is the whole problem with human rights

 

 

 

When I think of being able to think my head against one of your hips corners, my hand forbidding me to go further and preventing you from the phobia of having to deal with some sort of animality. I would caress where are, round is my head, and the extase is you, don’t think of putting down my velocity, levity, coming from you, my woman. Does woman not sound crude? Are you afraid of the wampires inside or outside you? Killing, killing absolutely every one, for I fear you more than the less presentable. To quit you is as agonizing that death might be without it reassuring. It is the one who you quit, of course obnegating the fact that you destroy a vampire. But who can destroy a vampire, give him love and I’ ll survive, preach him love, and you will survive, take him love and he will grow, grow, grow into a were wolf, where no one will be able to find its potable. Are my liberator? As another vampire I am sure of your thirsty for the blood that dripped out of our deserved and on purpose melancholy. Drop me, hope, grope me, hope, drug me, hope, do whatever you want, my lesson is this without you, however your state, mental and even more physical, although I am responsible for it

 

 

 

Justice does not have the power of investigations and ask on demand, but the power of understand naught as long as the victims of a wished system is rendered able to take everyone fees and those of the victims to keep them company towards poverty.

 

 

 

My wife, the sphinx. She has the question of which I have the answer in me that needs to go round into verity. My wife, the sphinx, this time is the honey, and it would be liberation live ration would she eat, hate me. Become the trust I have in you, make me believe that my way of sacrifices is not the only one providing with results, those of the vanguard. The vanguard, guardian of the democracy and don’t attempt selling the word, as it is not a work, not a word, it is a whole concepts tried and interpretated for centuries and in our heads millenaries and in the process of evolution in each of our cells, connected to infinity, billions, trillions, I told you, they tale you, don’t try to name it.

 

 

 

Last week you were wearing exactly the jumper of my granny and the same day I recognise in my face the owl of which she has a total collection, and know I think of it, I really resemble other animal, alongside other mimicking person, but I will up to ask myself if the owl could not be the last in date at being the most powerful of all. Could it become from you? The fact that I wake up at night thinking of you, that I wake up at morning thinking of the same person, you, you, you, oow, oow, oow, boo, boo, boo, I almost another person, ou, ou, ou, bout, bout, bout, vous, vous, vous.

 

To keep people in celibacy, to keep them as jewel, as the lack of affection, this lack of anchor will naturally lead this person to be enlighten as for looking in all others sign for salvation.

 

 

 

Dead.

Dad.

 

 

 

When you look at pictures, paintures from the antiquities you can see bodies, you can see muscles, fat, and cellulite, you can see body at work. What about today, they are posing.

Their work, the world still boundless in mapping, the world, the planet, the one we have raped and killed thus secrets, make go and hide the mysteries that will now to avenge desperancy into a currency that human sufferance wanted to convert in luxury. The luxury, no, the lust of counting on others people discreet disgust at servicing thiefs and their system, the big thievery.

Re, re, re, will return, them and each time one could not do more than say yes or being the chicken of the supper religiously organised by you. Do you understand? Us. Not USA. US.

 

 

Coun   tries.

En         tires.

 

Fu   ture. Fut=were.      Ture, truth??

Cul  ture.  Cult.

 

 

 

They are.

Te ar.

Hear.

 

 

 

Look you say that people love each other but cannot do it, because I work we are in competition…

But me when I hear saying that you love these freaks. It is freaking me to ahve to share, sharing you, but what do I do without you, kill me, kill everyone who would have not defended you rproperly??

Cc

 

 

 

Look how much I am stupid, I could send it to you, I am mesmerized by effleuring. I could write so many sentences that I would regret like hells, why don’t you slay?

 

 

 

It is so funny the pseudo characterization for each gender, or each cultures, or each groups of which classification models will be the intrinsic errors.

It is funny as let# take an example, the boys if they are not said to be nagging, will be able to nag as much as the average woman could not dream doing…

Fun? ny.

 

 

 

I have to hide my infinite for you, I can vaguely only remember what way should take it. Vaguely or not remembrer, it is like if you were lame, lamb, without your limbs, it is like that, for the spiritual suffer.

 

 

 

I did well by not answering the call for murder. What would have been reported?

The first one say I ll kill you.

The second one could have tried something wittier. Maybe alleviating its urge to put this guy into pieces, who smiles at the meeting, and would rape my wife after.

What would have been reported, my answer, like in a theatre of repetition, leaving a bad tac, taste for revulsion, essay at explosion.

For me the better was, this guy last word, preaching for genocide.

 

 

 

I don’t thijk, think, jin, thin, that the story is about opening the Pandora box, the Pandora box can open itself the day she wants, the fire is under the pots. She can as she knows herself and it is certainly not to the will of humans’ sort that she will comply as they ve got a certain idea of what she might contain.

The play could be more to slide inside, someone who do not fear the demons as they know that the demons are the spirit we don’t know, and the true reason of their anger and cruelty, the one that we ignore and exploit. Sliding in this box and…what to say?

Cc

 

 

 

She said that she did not mind believe in religion and so on…

She although watned to become a bird perhaps after dying. What is more religion than this,  I cannot think of any th-ing.

cc

 

 

 

To play well on a ground, is to have the gourds, the grounds as one’s territory.

Cc

 

 

 

You, is beyond my believe in, my knowing, my feeling, my sensing, you is my living.

 

 

 

To say ok one book has been written (plato for example). He is the master, he certainly was, but its work is seen as a completude, the respublic.

Is absolutely magnificiently lazy, incorrect, disowner, dishonestly, whatever we want of unshypathy, usunsympathy of what is meant, sensed to be represented the general and popularized attitude, behaviour and peelosity, peelosophy at work. One do, the other calms, claps, scalps, clamp, qualms, and nothing more than calling an idea, let us in a state of absolutely relative estate of negligence. Absolutely regards to our dying, relatively because the sufferance is gonna be spelling.

 

 

 

To want of your body the good like the bad, to want of your body as much as your spirit, as with the bad I would be sure to oversee the poison in us going out even if only a bit, and  suck it into my mouth, sex, noise, pores, and brain, to delect me from vanquishing your disappointment, your suffering, your frivolity, your heaviness, their pettiness this one have no entry, and any drug.

 

 

 

Yes, my wife was my concept favourite, my cave, my everything you can thinlk of reassuring for my ogre of love, evolve. But now I meet her fleshy, my thoughts no more sacrilege. My thoughts no but what about my nearby, vicinity, my incompleteness, shortcomings, strangity, my jealousy…what about my weaknesses? The passion could come from it, my attachement, inconditional, the necessity of probing, proving, guaranteeing, making a pact, take me, take me. Approve me, seal me, an occasion at I. The you my misery, my paradise, all that is inbetween, your power, teh limits, what you would have to bound. Fastemom. Fsastening, preventiong, all what you want to do. Don’t feel it is hard work, one word, on e galance, glance is sufficing from you. But still I cannot say easy since on you upon the way, the itime that is for me the delicious account of your omniscient company. I don’t talk of you as if you were god, you are my wife, you are my God.

Why why why because you are the representant of lifes and the treasures of the mommy. Nothing die, nothing live, always spirits, always philosophy.

You are a god as life has its promises, not the stuff granted, but granged is a path, to find not finite but completude, so much of it that you know that you will find a way, when, where, how, are not anymore the question, you saw it so well, that you will have to pray, pray, pray and life it throught the prayers, and me I have no bias no more, because the only subject, as long as is happy and happier everybody, my only subject is you.

But I can so well feel, that you are gonna harass me with my imbecilities, that you are gonna mock me, and so and so, what you will unauthorize the path for my greediness, to comtemplate and tease the voice of the messiahies.

I cannot live like that I would break you, as if my love can land it is because of the generosity coming from your being, and that it asks for more justice and equality.

It does not ask for more, because a little bit is the maximum than tow persons can do.

This little granted, I say granted, towards you and me and there where is an in between, we are the ethics, love reenergizing.

 

 

 

I did not look at your tighs, I am a puritan, but be sure that it is the surest way of coming like a no so damned soul when I rethink of it. And believe me each time my energy is available for ti, let’s say when my work gives me pause needed not to verse into fiercer and fiercer misanthropy.

It is the difference between phantasm and dream it is that you permit me, therefore you became my guardian, not of the domecracy, but whose of my sympathy, I a m still entitled to the sweet dream for which I work like crazy, care si car si I would have to do without you, my gardian in other countries? You are kanty.

I don’t believe in it but I know it. To make me believe, if I am creepy, cripty, you are the secrecy, I am fed up with your lecture where you snore like apathy. Mind what? To do and try the best job, to lose it as the messiah you would become.

But with me.

 

 

 

If rumours are verity of the reality, then the spirits gave a chance to everyone to try and does one’s best in relation to what?

What could be the ingredients that make people react saintly? What is saintly? Someone charitable but at the service of the causes of it and justification for it, as the saint were working a lot for the richest in these stories when the version is catholic.

 

 

 

Jesus and 33, would not it be the adult age coming at a beginning of stabilized maturity?

When you know whether you have been deliberately bullied, or so, or more, or reflect on lost, savaged abilities?

Debilities.

 

 

 

Love. To love too much, too love to much.

Being in love, but anyhow, the balance and calcul are not of the circumstances, circumvent, stance -, are not relevant to the whole, shalw, whole, entire, id on’t know how to explain, to represent all what I know, when love is the person that brings me rest, peace, rebellion, and smiles of the one that are not mortal from helplessness, self and altruist pity and derision.

It is not that I put much on him, it comes as a natural deed to the one that deserve my trust and attention. When I say deserve is that I want to serve one, I have enough with my other intervention, reading, writing, eating, cleaning, a little soport is largely enough for a life plenty of reasons to stop self suffer and try to find solutions to what make the world cry or joke or vomit from strangling their suicidal counterpart or counterpart? Suicidal as any relationship sado masochist as we all obviously are living for dying in the ruins of our pride and fierty. (pride in French) you will, whatever happen to get the tac from your tic.

 

 

 

We were all praising the future, paraising the modernity. We found her all the justifications for her destrucition, ofor your cruelty. But now how about the future, it is not hypocrisy, it is so funny.

Nb

 

 

 

You can drop your conceit or self-consciousness, I am taking, ti am not talking to you.

 

 

 

You will excuse my familiarities, my mum’s nickname is ‘ni’ for me now and since I raise the cat for my best friend, and ‘nini’ for daddy.

She thinks he is so much of a fun. What I really think, I don’t know. It is what is metaphysics, the way one has always a opinion on most dramatic story and cannot find the most simplified answer on one’s perso. The mental, the tensions, the, I don’t know.

 

 

 

Je t’aime.

Je t’ai.

f

 

 

 

Do you imagine they were pretending building this massive building in the honors of human rights, three years after it is only a commercial store. So what does it mean, it means that it is the money that were supposed to serve the attempt or so called human rights missions as any mission is more than potentially faulty, this time directly convert in a commercial stake holders making profit.

Imagine how that bastard can be, can we still imagine what will the consequences of human desacralisation?

 

 

de•sa•cral•ize

(diˈseɪ krəˌlaɪz, -ˈsæk rə-)

v.t. -ized, -iz•ing.

to remove the sacredness from; secularize.

http://www.thefreedictionary.com/desacralisation

 

to secure, secularize or in fact destroy, and abuse?

 

Tramp, mat.

 

 

 

To be apologizing inside the family for what we are, without knowing that is was the left-over of the most overall scheme, the bread I was forced to be eating.

Ncb

 

 

 

Are you sure they want your opinion?

A test: don’t every one want the pollution to stop, and if not when we have as living beings to protect life from irresponsibilities, we don’t allow care which the basics contract in society, to become harmful (but of course I fear that someone said you are homo, who are you to say)?

How far goes the pollution under control?

Politics. Are we sure that it is like that it should be coined, conned?

Cb

 

 

 

Don’t try and redeem the fact that you were not more than pragmatic in bisexuality. The word sexuality sincerely disturb me. To think of you in any of label, drive me up the roof, and break each tiles open. Not a note sexy, as the one approaching would beneficiate from the honing of what protects from rain, the deluge of indecency when a couple is obviously lesbian and obviously content, the word happy here is when is down not my house, the enemy.

I fear of dragging you in this hysterical of world group therapy. I was excited like you, but power, decision making is the one that cannot be expected, so what, big brother are paid, without this it is beef, as it render you as feeble, people don’t want to melt directly with the conscript.

 

 

 

I am an imbecile, reaction at someone from whom I don’t know the state. She could have problem of translucidity, that is seeing and reacting to things as happening of which I could even give repertory. She knows and tried the energy, but how confusing it is to try and gain an energy that people are content with no having selectioned as one possible way.

Nc

 

 

 

I had this dream telling me that my fiancée would have to be named ‘called’

Your calling upon me.

You my medicine.

And when completely exhausted, you as well as me, in bed, my laziness also likes me, and you would put all your weight all over, hanging onto my crotch, in between my legs they would clamp, hold, press, sofly cuddling you in applying different stresses, and my basin shifting trying for this moment to be lasting, for that your own posture be comg fortable, and you chest, neck and head on my belly for me to feel better how I could take your skull in my hands for you r reception to be (voc) covert with all what I am left with energy, the right amount to you, for the whole of me to go inside your depth, your ocean, continent, the womb of the all nature, like freund would have said in a more profound society holding and building onto the only hope she has, humane humanity.

Your depthness my love is the one I am too limited to sonde. Onde, sonde = probe.

Sonde, sound, hound, donner = gift,

Rip ripple.

Maybe like that we would not be more powerful, but more unified, inified.

It is one of the most intense secret I will have to affront, the why I know that I am not enough something to understand precisely how deep. Maybe could I balance with my coverage?

Like when I breath and that this breath melt with a very loud noise, this feeling that the noise could come fromme (forement) or to come to me as a powerful, rageful, purposeful unity.

It might be that my none understanding of your superior depth, the way you dig, it I slong time I would put down my spade, my blade.

 

 

 

Here it is I love a woman with my small humility, and in fact I don’t think is a very simplistic way to come, to reproduce, to make her feel better. I am the false tough, I am the fake soft. I hate my facilities to be efficient only hwhen I don’t look into it.

 

 

 

Please if nay thing interesting on the content don’t stop reading because of misspelling, sounds are like the language of the birds, exactly like human sounds only that they don’t look at you in the eyes when they croack the words, the sounds are amusing@.

 

 

 

You are the fugue, figure of all the persons I ve trusted the more. Life is so funny in these kind of ways, that it is why one could serve it as mauch, as cumuch and launch as dying could be.. life could have (as) your face for my spirituality.

 

 

 

Meat eating, comparing civilization against animality…animal phobia, it is what it is.

 

 

 

It is live like love muttering to me. Ti it sounds rocking, its words so exactly, precise, right size, yes, yes, let’s talk about penises envy. Whatever, whatever, it will be you doctor, you and your fixed idea-

It is so rocky that the osound of it could come from eery thing, the echo of the machins, of the winds, of the birds, of the people speaking or shouting or who says nothing but one if you want to talk to me the reasonment from Peckham to roehampton won’t leak nor flee.

It was, right now, so violent, so wished, that the light coming into my irises, was like pumping the shadow and direct rays from every single trees.

 

I will have to reread this shit and change everything they by us…it is us, and we, my writing as the excellent psychotherapy, in her rewriting. An her is you, whatever male or female, you better give me my due, tow. Two.

Too.

 

 

 

Call for the servitude of another group, is the ‘fraternized menace’ on each other insiders,

I won’t play with a special word, coming from any special communities, not by concern about being politically correct but because it is politics it is no correct.

Maktoub (mac = pimp, toub= tomb?) tube? Too? Ma queue to me (my dick to me) ma queue tobe, tebi.

Nb

 

Love and death. As she wanted me, she wanted my possession, my family.

Love??

Liberty??

Happiness??

Freedom???

 

 

 

We were made to meet, also we not gonna change the world and ode and do what we are to find and sing, and singe (=monkeying) still in French.

Nb

 

 

 

Persephone?

 

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What’s a vampire?

It is any of us without a fiancée.

Nb

 

 

 

A number appear and you fastly go and check for more general setting, but this reveal that it is, it was in this minute sky-eyes that were the digit that coulb dbe enlightening the whole of our world, and the whole means always more of it, others. Others, to hers. It, to he, he too? He, to-where. She goddess, what do we know about it sex. Banda pork.

 

 

 

Pork is not the pig, pork is the assassinated anima.

Anina

 

 

 

Torry, story, history, hysteria, store, resto, rite-o,

hiss history.

Riot.

 

 

 

I cannot believe you read, I cannot believe your indulgence, I cannot believe that you gently reassure me with only passing your lipstick on, or the nape of neck malaxing.

I think that my luck is partly coming from of you being the better. From bet and from the ultimate one other major meanings. To all.

 

When I think I fell upon a fucking educatrice, take the French sense as well.

I tried to go inpsychoterapy once, but they ask too much money for one, for two I tried a psy that could not say anything more than a average concellor, I went once maybe she could have revealed more but whatever the stuff that taught me my lovers (you know platonic, when I think that it has never loved once my dick and the sex, little sessions, very few after 20, I performed, it is because I may stay my live all alone, or not in couple that I don’t regret so much of it. Very few but too much of it. A purge reaction.

I don’t even say that I would not have it any longer. Quit me a letter, an essay officialy, I cannot assess my unprofoneodor. Profane, fprofound. You would have to do this, just I am not talking about violently, just to take time to explain things straight but elaboaratedly, just to know that I have some king of conclusion, nad then I think I go straight on a site and this time, this time, I don’t grudge, I don’t refuse, I don’t go and being picky at the last minutes, up to have secenario on top of being sinsiulted or what I perform the most ugly sex act into my cessation towards keeping virgintity.

After having died of joyl. Is it a true joy ist is a false joy, it is not worth asking thei question it is a joy. I should be shushing my matcho instinct from time to time. You are my serene, I won’t wear my specs any longer, or I will topple my boat between the door and your desk and trample over your resignation from having me as your hostess. Since we caould not do the essay stuff, before I grab you for the last time somewhere unless I can see that it is not spurn, it is beyond disgust, but well lets remember you are and ahve my beauty.

Let’s have a code, you can do whatever before the bastards, I don’t ask you for nay proof of any sort, let’s say I am taking for granted that…plus if you take time to read and do sign. In fracne we have a syaing ‘on ne donne ps de la confiture aux chochoncs. So if you want to avoid exhuberance or simply simple whwhshow on our understanding bliss in front ot the dummies bastards, I even could say that it does arrange me. A little, very little tiny bit.

Is your son your diary? I promise, I promise, I promise, I know we could not, not on our agenda, but it is the first time I feel for myself, not as a concession given to the other, to make a baby. Or maybe the first time after I wanted to change something in this world when late I ve been let know that we were over. The other time it was for her, but today with you it is for me. Then you ve got one finish, one public, me too have got some, but me writing, not awesome, one day we could talk perhaps. But bliss would be for met me to look after them all day. And night, andnday.

So make them belief what oyou want, they are so limited that their delicatessen is none but recurrent daily porno and pas jsut graphy.

And if one day, I am the dead, give me an handkerchief and like that sign me.

I wanted you to know, that if I had chosen the title of my studies at the age where you have to select, 16ish, it was anthropologic philosophy, I was interested in studying any kind of beliefs internationally.

But where I went they did not know the word, and any how I had been the acting number one dunce for so , for so sucking long, many years that I quit high school the following twice failed year.

I always only have human rights in mind, stopping torture and hte alike, it is why but if I had had time.

Je me sens une iddiote, face a mes vieux souvenirs, mais pour moi vous etes la dame du lacs, s il vous plait arreter de me regarder, cela me donne envie d hurler, de pirouette, de m assagir, de massujetir mais le plus, le plus, de prier. Pourtant a chaque bruit, a chaque pas, ma transe se transform en emoi. D hooreur, j ai tellement pense a ses petits bebes mourant de faim, de froid, de ma proper merde. Qui sommes nous pour etre heureuse? Qui sommes nous pour etre amoureuse? Si j ecrivais cela, comme je l ai fait auparavant, je ne trouverais plus persone que pretend

U, you, ecart, questionement, failed afflollement. Je vous est trouve mais je ne tiens pas a vous affoler je veux simpleement vous restituez ce que vous, avez le courage de penser.

Enfin peut etre pas toujours et puis moi vous savez…je n ai certainement pas votre qualite ni d expression ni d incision.

This make me laugh as I know that I can loomingly perceive this as an intuition, knowing, awaiting the matches where you will nearly kill me first round k.o.

You already did it, but caro is slow in comprehension. Not fast, not you, slow. As well, I am a slug or maybe I am perpreparing for it, reincarnation, thinking of our first exchange.

 

I don’t know what to recommend, the blogs are shits, the mail box are shit, as soon as you want to work on layout and communication, on archives, or simply editing, or finding a logic to exploration and organisation on quickiness…we will be drawn, there even mailbox (goolemail is minable) you wait twice the time for realize after having lost mother than the mess had not been sent) that is for sure, the work will take more and more time, the logiciel, more an more, think of something the only thing at one pound is gonna be the dough for you to make yourself to sleep with contracting cancer.

 

 

 

To solve internal conflict we have to look at humility, to approach problems but not concerning one’s own world but try and unify behind another cause. Problem, to agree on destroying and jalousing instead of veneration of live, the sole adoption of comportement that ould ensure further intention than survival (=live upon exploitation, the vulture that will hav everything and then believe me you wish you were one-thing).

My woman has always been philosophy, and it is how I could use the spouse word with dignity but if today I could be sure, but sure. I am not sure, well, if today I am not sure, it is good, it is good, what may I do for you?

 

Give me a bad or good look or a very sincere behaviour instated. Let’s hope is as fresh as the bad joke.

Your smile my love I love it too when it is not model. Demo.

Don’t worry too much about psychology it is a moquery, the behaviour asked for the commercial and commerce to friviouliously prevail?

Do not mind to much my comment, I recognise you as being the psychologiest of france. At last, I find my doc, the medicine would have suited your Freudian revolt.

Me I would have been more psychiatrists, the electro shock, not with electricity, with drama that are no longer practise exept in the funny shows in the uk. Psycho stifle the instinct to be resistant to villain attempt at nany seduction, at mummy proliferation, at daddy dictact, at granny sugar that destroy teeth and blood stream, they are the tame of the vile, I am not saying all the time, I am never saying all the time but when it is you and me.

In case of pogrom, people get kicked out of any place, it is the principle of guethoosiation at the extreme. There is no true chief for nothing, is that they will never be really followed, even the one who give some love or lin k likiness won’t almost anything od, do.

How many chiefs? I have seen but two.

As far as I ma concerned I have got on patron, the same, no new, the corps.

Don’t think I want to be neglectful or indulgent inot bad taste or folly des grandeurs or simple arrogance, insolence, ignorance, nothing, but as much as I would respect inconditionally your parents, no one stands up to the pogrom.

Anyhow, you know a cruse, curse is never one for every body. You the very soul of the guerrilla.

We are the chief, let recognize, the chief of nothing but still one has to be accountable for it. As much as you are responsible about your baba, baby I d like to be its father, husband and nursery.

 

 

 

There is no way you won’t understand if I insult you in French while in my sleep (still I could try pa.tois, or an accent like an Iris)

And your philosophy, let me yeah, and your philosophy I’d explode it.

It is handy your passion for ointment and surgery.

Let’s wait for the revelation of what we have to do, we were already over booked, and the former won’t stand aloof long, “waiting is good.” But this is the “”of the devil, because you might not feel the desire to wait no longer, and it is when I fell like a champ.ignon.ble because in that case I would find my self again completely, completely, completely completely, completely, completely, completely completely, but completely, completely, completely completelyalone, alone to fight this balte, battle. Completelyaloneto fightyourbattle, completelyalonetospeakwithyou,becauseitcouldbewellmyfaultifmypseudointensityiwouldgiveyoudreamforevasion.itissolong that I don’twant to think about the partner ideal but I knew one stuff it is that I want to be in bed and at any time to be able to cease any activity take my computer, titi, the cat I bred for my best friend, titi parisien, ou Sligo the dog who bred me, an irish setter, he bred (hybrid) the setter, he did it more than partly in gesture, and thus I now know it for the rest (spiritually, intellecutally), mainly and partly in gesture, he was my main tutor. The irish settler now is my companion.i now decide even if I change of password that comput is Sligo for ever or slayth me but do check and check you told me apart and bury where your phobiosophy stands as her is not again to rise without me. Lol. Without love. Here it is I find a word to your cupboard and it is cannon. You are a fucking bloody cannon and stop staring at me, I am already dead, my body has suffered before you liberated its joy without mercy. I am exploded to the core.

 

 

 

You woman, if I were a free man, I would love her but not like you do love her and do for her as my equal. One day she will forget that you are a miser, but this day you will be left without a memery of what is a good lad.

You on my daddy, that I call daddy for the first tie in 2 years.

 

 

 

Anyhow, if you leave me now I would go back to the country of the humble, more powerful and clam down, clamp, acl, calm down than ever. But in my countries of the dead people there would be no river.

 

 

 

I soupsone, su = to know,     soup son, suspect, you to have thousands, billions of ideas that you won’t take note of.

It so, you are the queen of the dummies, if am the one of the donkeys. Those of, vous.

Pirouette, pirrouetta, if you leave idea unwritten I ll cheat on you. Take a recorder if you want, ok, you fear to give your life, isn’t it. For me it does not matter I needed a tyran.

Like a pig who stays in the writing, and rubs in the mud the day long and stop at night just to snore and keep dry for a rest.ore.

 

To need a tyran woh loves me for what I am, because on one needs who he is, and a tyran who loves what I do, and keep me at it too. And protect me from the bird of perey. Prey (pere) You know what it is to be a complete devotee, they mock you, they completely ignore what your work, you work is about. I don’t know you by there is none of my family, actually there is no one who recongnizes the good in my writing. My mother at least pretend she did not read anything. She is the main one to have passed on me the demon of reading. I always ask myself question about all this, question limited I do what I am for and what I am made for, and do what I know or I try to know which one is making me as devilish as a seer.  Devilish I do not say mean, I just say at the reception of what I have been and try to listen. Ins. Inn.

Inanimate are their comment, believe I would rather, better stop my raison d etre to be fucked by the unright lovers or the fuckers that play being in love or in friendship or in communal or else.

Else. Sele, eles, seel. I order to reassure you the play I do whith letter do not have proper defined eamaeaning it is just to remember, I ll correct them at the second dreading.

 

 

 

Me I refused to chant, be ready for I don’t know which plank.

Her, she chanted so beautifully that liver renders to any words, philo on it.

It is about survival and exploration, she gave me back sympathy, to her I gave her back her envy, to have her baby, as a chanting is congenial as long as you chant for everybody and no one that could unduly spoil the consequences of love emanating with it.

 

 

 

When I think of rape, I think of you.

It is like you said, you know there is so many things you say I disagree with and finally they made think of something.

When you say that rape is not sexual but a psychological torture.

I think every one can know what rape is in the sense that we have been abused onto your pure intimacy.

It is the magic to belong to somebody.

 

 

 

I wont say bad things about psychology, it is something else that the mental.

Psychology is the barriers, and even if the mental open doors to the immaterial and immaterial means that at tone one point the energy will be descending as much as our perception being created into witness and companion of other spaces.

I won’t say nothing bad on psychology as a whole, because I nneed my wife to be like she is, a charming, distinguished psychologiest.

As if the mental is something untouched by human folly and hypocrisy performing for neglect, without psychology, am talking about true one, compassionate, true, I don’t think that lie and facade, but who knows, certainly not lecteur, one needs boundaries, because without empathy and compassion we would forget that mental is from another order without pity for human beings, that life is not important as we know that she is pervading and never unfinishing, therefore one could kill mothers, fathers, wife and children thinking it is a pure doing, without the hint that for not being controlled we have the behavioring.

Let s remind that if I don’t want to be conrolle by my false mental, I don’t want it from the human who think they control the spirit and in doing that destroy their soul and their chance of knowing my mast.

 

 

 

The love I had in my former lives, some were purer than I could hope for, but even this one

 

 

 

Peser, penser a une autre femme, que celle qui m encor, en corps, ensorcele.

 

Did not want of what I have for purity. Your name is a grace, mine is another presage.

I had found my flame and after this sparkle that make em not cede onto becoming icy, more than icy the land of all colds.

Today, no yesterday, I had a bonfire, but it starts to warm more than the sky the air around me, it is propagind, gin. And j-ane

You tire me with not loving your name, the candour, with your candour you are like me, can-dour, you stiffen them and as philosophe, you not me, it si is grave faulty.

Might want a blaze, all the better jane is funny. Feu, nuit.

I would like her not to be phobiac any more of being a rosetree and be the wolf that keeps the soil end vie see neaty. But if I tend to her 3 times a day, it won’t be enough for her to brag and grab her true beaty.

Be.atitude.,

I am your secretary, I am your secretary, secreter, desecrater, crato, secrete, text, eddesecrete. You are my light. Volcano.

And if one day you go, I ll defend poverty, I ll try, I ll try even if one second of it won’t do more than promise than somewhere there is a pardy, paradie. (French for paradise)

 

Do you go and hide to think, I was doing it since my youngest age, up to the rest room I stay to hear my breathing? Or the pump in and out to and of across and boundering my muttonhead. My mountain lead. Ore.

Mount, the mother and her baby, her breast describe by the human as being as faulty as murdering her kids and kings. The mutton, the sheep without who she would ask, I m who?

Don’t kill your buddy to ask your little self the same question, because when she is gonna answer the sillogysm, the tool, the toll, the damn, the curse, the doom will for yus. For you and me, but don’t think one will be able I was not the cheif of the chains of command.

Nb

 

 

You betray me with your friend but don’t think I ll go mad, as it is why the animals, the few you can still see the ones with whom I flirt. In and with my sex, no, for the time being, but I will have to abow, avow, I am zoophile. It would be incestuous that every one has the duties, everyone I meant this ducky, becaue ti is scandaleoous that people don’t want animals even the wild one in the city as long as they belong to god and reign over the, their territories. (territory? Tory, people, pee, pee).

Sane and might, it is what people stifle as when they stifle you, my work, Cherie please please do whatever but not that, don’t let them tak e your time on what you have to write, and think about as much as, it could perhaps free our black children from the dela, delta of shortcoming, manipulation, and self hatred. I am not homo, I am a mummy who cries her sons and sins. I am not homo, I am a woman so in love with another woman that making love to her resemble and rassemble all other candors- can doors. My candle is for you as I know for sure that you wlll lead with the help of my added philo directly to our breed.

To all. Toll.

 

 

Femme, fameuse.

Fame, femme.

Female.

Mef        ale.

Meth. myth

Seth.

One is not a baby no more in spirituality, one is a beginner, but not a donkey, nto human donkey, human pretending.

Prêt-a-porter. Like readiness. It has been usurpated with its grand role as the surveillor of death respect and respect for it=death, you conspue. Boo, shout down.

Why did people have hairs, no thanks to the micro waves. Ziva (in French zoulou, nick ya) nica. Akin.

 

 

Phenomen, euphemism.

 

 

Ok I will do a party for your word cryptic. I ll do chapetering

 

If I had no writing I ll be alone in the world without knowing it. This is art, asnd as for my wife without my art, tra vail, we could not have babies. Sies bab (ok baba cool) sis babe (love when the family is one of a folly, lire faut (must read and dear).

I am a false it is wat will think my gems because seh is so much in danger of being a beaty that my crowns, my claws and fnags are ridiculously samal. Small.

Language were sound responding to other sound it is this sacred. Der cas (in French last crash)

 

 

 

I feel to be possessed, to be loved, to be praised, to be accepted, to be useful for you all day. And each time I see someone else I can feel that my love for you could be desecrated, it is why I cannot dominate to be so obvious, as in rage as to bury myself for that the other cannot take your proper deity. Maybe other could tring, bring my offering. I am the poor ducky, I am not complaining by but I can see the day of the end of the plaisanterry. Eery. Tory.

 

 

 

Give me polygamy and I kill you instead. Not you, I kill inset. My wife I won’t confound with the litters that think she is only mummy (oeudipe, don’t treat me as the vengor)

I am not saying they are less than me, because I am short in view, but you, if they touch you, I ll come back with more than a bucket for the sap collect.

You wil take me for a psychatrical cse, a change for me a chance you read a bit of the greeky. Agree?

 

Images of romantic, lying down of the couch after having given everything for art, thought and you. For you.

Ok don’t evade, it is not my realm, it is only where I can feel the calm.

Don’t evade, or do like in vendee, just ecartel. Torture, tear pel people apart, and tear down. Dismember. Like people are-rage arrange for other people to loose their jobs, friends, family, even their wife. Homo.

 

 

 

Let’s take the parabole of the devil, becoming the devil as a fallen angel through its lack of generosity, lack of humility.

Look at the stories of saint and how many are for the kings’ riche serve.

So you imagine the chief of this company, and you know that the hypocrisy is made to transport everything toward one in promising compromising and self serving up to more than hungry.

The chief of all that would have seen it all, but the love that the saint could not give no longer, if religion has had this impact, fucked up to the core. Choir.

In front of the set-up.

And anyhow who is not for god, it is the chief. You are pople profiting from working working wording as idiot.

 

I would like you to know that I don’t rely on your girly smill as I know that you would leave my body the day I d be gros, gras et tombant. Go now I won’t realize that I am that, so go as I am that, but without you, or with you because you dare smiling to me, render me more than crazy, carp, crapy I am I don’t need to be in charpie. RA, Carps, carpe, Harpie, in shreds, in ribbons.

Char, sky.

 

 

 

Look I do’t talk to you, I talk to me.

Tu n es point ma femme tu es mon feu.

Tu n es point un etre, tu es mon dieu.

Yeux.

 

 

I am at our, your orders though a problems subsists.

I don’t know how to interpret and follow it.

Interpret is one thing, applying one other altogether, from being your heart I could become a torturer.

 

 

 

Problems.

Proletariat emblems.

The sahred , shared power it is aeveryone waiting for it.

In hell I have it all, and paradise a stroll having for role to want and to escape.

What about losing? It is death calling.

 

 

 

I am fed up with your pseudo friend, able to sell mummy to have a pleasure of brieveyty. Votee. Voters. Votre heirs. V.otre (yours or others)

Jobs always holding in self, fesse (bottom always in French, still and blood and cold and main economy) and now who at the bottom, in-terre-ior (terre = the land will be crumbling) interest in nepotism render every of us and of our taks, tasks, incestuous and whimsy.

 

 

 

If one day your lips touch mine, I ll have to take a sabbathical year.

 

 

 

I know you are deaf, since I hear listen to you, my hearing know windfall of high altitude depression.

 

 

 

Much more how would we know we are 100 per thousand slesbianss, maybe your demon (or spirit) is make mak a, male and mine female. Who knows?

What about checking? Should we roe rot row or should we not?

Don’t get fucking excited, we don’t want to tramp oever, and be any more bumpy, so do we?

Ok anyhow it is reassuring to know that outside demons and spirits hopefully we ahav added persona.

How, where, what, time, second, with, whomareyourightnow?

It would be my bonus, to see you as my husband acting. Don’t think of your prersona. \zona, think liberation, your whip, whimp, whim as long as they are gentil. And I think it is where you are in trouble to express your masculinity, because to stay gentil with our power on me, mh, hm.

[…{…}…]

Appetizing? Oh, I talk about that, what a disgrace I am like if a couple could be made to transgress that. Your natural disgust in the fact that im I and you will finally die, therefore it is progressive. Your phobia for decay, my body in no better aux aguets, like a cu bucoy, buoy, I am dan, I am damp, noisy, smelly and you hate that. What s life after your disdain? Death as apogee. Je me retire, I withdraw, my beauty, was it my suffice or was ti sufficing, self content, prospoterous felicity, the form you accepted not me but my old load, my fashion beauty, my ‘javel laundery’.

You know I start wondering I fmy father his report, his file was alone writing, I think that her true secretary and boss at the same time was mummy, and when I see her doing all the rest on top, I feel like her to be nun. To be none. To be to none.

Because logically if we have to go in pari, the good Samaritan who know that he did not deserve and be deserved by anybody could choose the one in the other word.

I want to know, do you hear I want as I need to know who you did love? It is not your past, but I am allowed to do it the underpass. Tell me I beg you tell me. Was she a female? Someone from your family? A witch? An amourous person who pass on you the charms? Was it, were she? An angel. Ana.

I ll talk to you about my great(great)grandmummy. Angel? Her shell of vulture who ate (m.anger) misery.

 

 

 

I am anal as much as a old chuma who knows she has lost up to her intestine.

I think that the phobia on anality is the symptom of depicturing oldness, old age, wisdom as a being dirty.

You disgust me but not like my poo, I like my poo personally, but the sick ppoo of despising the nature and others will be the homosphobe last supper.

Super, repus (sasiety)

When I make love, I make lobby. Hobby, hall.

Hobby, obey. Abbey.

 

 

 

I will have to stop writing I ll become serious and think that I am right in wha ti I think, but we don’t think, really, we jsut live and experience, the rest is human conery.

 

 

 

I am hard as a bull, sorry I cannot run.  I am not saying as big, would be hilarious as I take on fatter. I hope you like little dick. It is not because I am a woman I could have a gib, gig, big one but mine, she is your treasury and one drop by one drop for the pharmacist checker you are more than you share owney. Honi. The decay I am starting to be afraid of that. What a liberty power, what a liberty power. Powwow. Pow.

 

I might be as volubile as a ram prize itself to be, by you my calm mare.

 

 

 

The liberalism liver, liberate at which rate, the iber, the ice that will recover their scrape. Our scratching the sky poor puppets.

 

 

 

It was not a mistake, it was an error, mislay, on which the right to redeem and duty to replace who should be left to everybody for live to be no more a on going process of infliction and death upon our need to improve and not the one of impress in order to be the first and last to crate, create a boom.

 

 

 

From my family, my granny, there were a part of hers, they were from the Vendee (vendez, rendez vous), ones of them would have let to witness the murder of his father, with its heart stroll upon a spike to give you a hint at the terror. My granny’s ancestor family whose name was Janin.

Jour J git. J’y. J ‘ y vais. The revolution? For the pople that mourns or the one that wsow chagrin?

 

 

 

Mum I am lesbian, you know lesbian, you know, you know my eyes, you now that without her my fire is ice.

She gave me my life, she put me in fire and I did not burn I thrive, I frost by the fear of losing her, of llssoosing, loosing her even for a millennium of a second, I am her missionary, and if you said it is not natural what will be logic for me to be, you r cannon folder? Your servant bloody? The devil waiting for detaht, de.tale (flight, cowardice), death, but believe me logics would find me for being your abobinable sotery.

 

The new duckies say of naimi, namely, animist, that they were wrong, I spit on our prtense pre tense, of traditionalist.

Of course people has to render to everyghing the thank to surviving.

Now people are only doing, working, throwing, eating, nicking scrap.

Human pooing is a decaying orooting rotening roeing tool. Better ofor you to understand object to understand animality before the chicken underthrow its last of its bov omit, on her mother, this one now, he is, they are the eggs monkeys. Mon key, in French my keys. Ma clef, fel.

Ma clef, felc. Ma clef celt, celty, sertie, sultry, enough of it that s all. It is for you n, I am doing it it is since dikey I renounce to say and do exactly what is asked but I believe in sounds.

N haine.

 

 

 

Radical. Ra doc.

Ar.rival

 

 

 

When you quote yourself on your own site, would it be possible to add a link, or the archives system has only for us dates without project titling.

 

 

 

Gmail failure are ridiculously long, and regarding on what I am fast at going under what is happening, I spend my night long pestering and trying to send something from there.

Ckouckou.

 

 

 

When you say to me that you love, I have a reticence knee-jerking reaction. I don’t understand these words. And the fact that we could be in dissent, m atrophie, atro s y fier.

Matr-matter-matern.

 

 

 

I am ok to give any of my support, but I am afraid of betraying a you without being aware of it.

I am brutus, and your children know it. The only difference is that if I know parenticide, I watch fratricide.

Because at your party, I am not any longer the master of my torpor, I am torpor itself. And I know it is grandiloquent but here is the dilemma. I am ok to aid, but am I right to abandon my force intern, my force supreme, the word one need to fight family, their tyranny and policy of shame?

 

I fear no serving you right, if unserving you, I fear my weakness in my impetuous genuine debility but also if I stop caring for their debility also I d fear not being strong enough in case of insubordination at attempting robbing your nobility, my noble princess, I fear you as amistess. As a mistress. As a ministress. Minil, minil, mini.stress. Miny. Meany.

 

 

 

You reproach me to be in love with a lovely girl and me I reproach you not knowing that you are more than a girl is and more than lovely. You are my lollypop. You are my pop.

And won’t worry in the story am not a god, perhaps a stone but in any way, you torture me with your leeway. You are not straight, you would be, you would not make me belief I am a hore, hero.

 

 

 

I am completely late for the soele other essay I have to hand over, I won’t ask you to help me. Because I can imagine you to come and help, closing back the noteboodk and go for ever and ever after. You are a laptoperie, asloterie, saloperie, laptophairy.

 

 

 

I am fed up with my own story but let s try homeopathy, greedk mythology.

I used to love a woman in a husband manner, and one day I understood that she loved me like the soul of her great mum.

The story is that the great mum, fortunately, but when I say fortunately it is that this story coming grom groom from Jupiter saved me from a lot of disintegration. This woman was talking the day long to her late husby. She was in the most isolated countryside, even her son believed she was loony. Albert I think he was called I am not even sure, it is my adolescence love story, killed by some, bury by you. But no worry, you understand you freed me of my worry. And not problem with that your knowledge in ancient Egypt is mastery, it won’t come back, it won’t be rootening, I was only and just an old mummy waiting for her miracle, oracle won’t have me, the one who oblige me to keep the wheel too hard for me to expect anymore than disease, decay and no company. You are not my company, I knew, it is not knowing, one night, of my well done travelling, a route in my lorry I started to spot so well that I could think and talk to my self as I did not know that I was corresponding. A voice told me you know, you know, but not a voice lightly a voice with so much inprint that I could not do that believe every of its hints. He says, my cave voice, the one I know it is not the little bit, it says to me, I will be alone all you life, and I was crying, I was contesting, and say no, no, I don’t want, I want to be happy. To be happy, to be happy, but look at the last storey at roehampton, there is this campaing on exploitation and modern slavery, if you leave that without doing anything, If you leave that without doing whatever you can with your weapons, how do you want to be happy, you will be a philosopher and as you know it already you will live 24/7 with philosophy. And I thought ok well, I will able like this to do whatever I want, no one will suffer, they could not threaten me with death penalty on my sole comfort. You, n, is this philosophy, is this sole buttress, my tower, my cliff, the rock of the sea, my sea, the fish, the dolphin, every with whom I can marry.

But now what about the threat and about sexual slavery and all torture and all exploitation and my bros the birds that are about to go short of grass, lawn, trees, roehampton is not just human rights last cemetery. Look at the ponds, the water is bloody.

 

 

 

I am pround of being an animal, but I don’t think it is a good idea to do too much of it because in all honesty now, I swear I don’t train for that, but when I think carnally of you, and well it comes like a treasure, and that my only moment when I see you is whatever it is. My instince, instince, instinct tells me or pass out or tear her clothes. I mean ok I did not scrap every cliché, but I feel that I would make you love, I don’t mean penetration but simply one hug that would tole you my passion for you not for you my passion for my passion, because you are still my patronne.

 

 

 

I have to tell you emergently something do you know saint francis?

Ihe was the one who spoke to the animals like orphee.

Or fait, or fee.

Listen to them, listen to them without bias or prejudice, let them tell you what they think, believe me vbelieve me it is not new all people knowing them like their family know that. I beg you I beg you if there is a revolution it will be this one, I don’t think that I wish them to stay without reactiong at eh peasantry telling them I feed you by gredediness, greediness and appetite for unfair gratitude to my compere the vipers, every another dike.

 

 

 

You know I tell you everything lik at least I in general know who I can trust, even if you have to work with people you know it won’t be so jolly. But the day you ditch me at least I will know you are the best of the reasons, but believe me on this you will have to give me them and in a no disappointing fashion.

You, young, will not content me with Freudian explanation, get that. Witch the child of a foucaulat and the revolution will on you. Do not start becoming pale thinking to your pay. I am the genius with one or tow spirits they would offer me recollection, an d not at you, yif you d deny to give me my salary, kick me without calling sos insane. We go on, and me the daddy like in all story at least often when they are greek I l l find myself killed and raped sodomized by your children. Sodomized yes but by your dick or whatever you want, and if you do not want I ll tempt you to trip.

Do not think ti is preposterous, conceit, over prided, I am not offering you that you should be disgusted with. I am not offering nothing of m y body as ti is not an offer or a gift, jsut to let youknow that I am for your tyranny one on me tow in me three over, are you finished? If you cannot take it anymore I ll jsut hope and pray to be a good memory. I fear your phobia, I knew people, a platonic g friend in particular form taking me for a dad, the other talk to her and all of a sudden, she took for the idiable.

And of course so incidently she was someone with this sagacity, this quickeness, this organisation, this holistic approach, this mememory near incredible, doing two three degree, runiing flirtying up to oubli,.and the tast for quoting

Me I ll leave here I fell e I feel crying melancholy the rage o f being sole to have bear the weigh of the condone. Comdom for her at this period it swas a sex, an orgy but bright, so thousandly excellent stuff and the tast for indexing, I don’t think she is like that now and I don’t care the lay out was her turf.

 

Alors, no, no, no, no, I am not being aggressive I show I can be and pratcise exercice, euh, distanciation.

You freak me when you are no ahappy I d like to know when you are angru, angry. But for that you don’t need to molest. Police please do not beat me.

 

Bon finishing the mergency, agent, I am the spokesperson of the animal in fact I am not I am not literate enough to be. I won general but the first without grade, it s complicated story,, but it is not that I am ambitiouis for me I have to score better but me and oblivion and still I am dummy. I am not insulting me by pleasure, ti it is ti it is hare hard do too concentrate on that on this even heaven it is the most for me the most marvellous pleasure, don’t go in gjealousy, if you wanted I d be ‘your shadow’ I told you already.

In apoplexy you are well stip stop reading and near peckam or Richmond, the nunshead, I there I work with autistery, mine, a pupil I shall write on that she begged to be treated intelligently but since she cannot rpeat, since she cannot write every one spend their days telling her to die in q a aquietlier way. Acquaingt.

Quaint, angst. Agneau = age agnelle, she- or he lamb.

 

I know you will be bother, take a n afternoon after the big party, each time you hear one if some in the street and be attentive, nina, be attentive to their song? No, to their sot, story.

They spell the word, trust me, you know you are my gangle. Angel gaggle, I beg you a lats lsast time drop your prejudice on who you eat you ve eaten so many times (I am French kilos I ve been had with force-feeding) and you ll see the world. They know you, all day they make suer they are aware of what is in the air, you cannot thing fully if you retrieve them if like promethee you d steal their dignity. Not of the ibirds or the other animal but to your people that you have to teach about their origins. Don’t talk of that, they will guide you , they are my family, and thanks to god my promise is permitted, they will guide you. For the time being I need yours do not spoil eme don’t spare me just listen their voice.

 

 

 

And if you are a bit manly like I suppose, I ll do a bit of cease fire. If I detect the fact that you could be abusing my patiecnce or my fervor, I will kill you, it is not only the female human that have obtained the taming of the emperor.

 

And sometimes, all the times but sometimes in this particular example the sing of them is your voice, your voice? Yes your thoughts, that mountains after mountains in me will resone.

 

When I was talking about tearing your clothes it was the image of oholding you so strong that my rubbing with your mpermission would have without a itch uncover a part of you on which I could rest all my monotomy.

n

 

 

 

I am a vicious, viscous, let me tell you a last itime I am not thinking of king of any type of vengeance, woul who would I be to avenge on the only one for me who would ahve been someone. Somone Salomon Summon, sum on, sum mine.

I am a vicious because I never know who is with me or without talkinga about with me, who is who in theis company. Maybe it is that the most dangerous way of democracy. If we talk ipopen open who gonna throat me with all the liste list the least condi.sideration.

 

 

I was hoping for everyghing. Gingo beel, beeeeeeeeeee, hell.

But not for the total.

I was believe in love and live in an absolute way, but you.

Ca= a = a nous et c est tout

 

 

 

You see look hom how many hours is gonna take me to reread this jokses. I won’t do anything more tahna them in my life, I take pride of it, it is true they are my good my bad. What about somebody who I love, my misery. The one of others’ I ll be dead soon and I think of the soul travel with no candor or doubt that the match is not won.

 

 

Thinking.

Thin king.

 

 

 

Intergration.

Disintegration.

 

 

 

Twice a week. It s hot. I never ever dated. I had flings ok certainly, so, so, so bad and when I was young so lightly porny that at least I escape to bother myself with someone more 3 days, more 3 secondes.

But a date? Never, never, never.

 

 

 

Do not fatique, tic, fatigue, yourself at wondering how I take the fact that they say you are talking to me by pity. Because if in this pisses of a group there is one who knows that, what pity is, what is pity? Better for everyone that the last guy show.

 

 

 

I am so afraid of what we have been doing, the slaughter, that while I make love to you, I can see like in s film gorrh byt trye scene of chicken unfeathered, or name it. I am making love to you in the aim of redemption, at least inconsciously, to bring to you and me the little softness that changes up to fatality, that does dsestiny.

 

I am so obnubilated, sensorially obcessed, and K.O, by reproducing that it would last 3 secondes the time you release your acceptation.

 

 

 

If I could take you like a gay man, I would be so delicate that the same thing, one intro, one blow but the most refined of all would be enough to hurl of desire and gratification. I am so thankful, I am so tankful.

One think on taking not specialy like gay men but by the side where you cannot see me, as my face, my all body will release its folly, its rage, its salutation to the devil, its crying to the saints, its prayers to god, its apology when I don’t know how to respect respet you with my whole anthropology. Jhurling, howling conspuing,

You could insult me every knight for the good I haven’t done, for the evil I did not know I provoked. Your preachise would emporte

What may I do to have the rewards of seleeping with you. Selp, sceptre.

O salvation

Save, slave, levy, eleve.

 

 

 

With the adam apple on might do so many sounds on earth if she trained to listen noises, maybe especially the naimlasl animals as the responses will be immeidiate. Listen to an d respond, produce this similar sound to make fofficial that you are trying to be in communication.

And don’t worry for nothing they are pround to be animal and cry they are far more better than human, and senses perception, since they don’t ahve to work at other stupidity and since they are so afraid of predators, human particularly, that senses have to be their, one of their big lessons. If one is not aware bor, bro it is you not them of the singsong you tried even in language written. You man conceit is superior, no error.

 

 

 

And in coming back into our childhood, it is so divine, because I can in my intellect and spirit touch you as we wer little girl because when I was a little girl I would have done anything to have the reassurance of having you next to me and this fro for all my life and this would have taught me from the beginning what life is for you and me, the divine cock o knee. Honit.

 

 

 

To manage to control the passion I would have to touch you each time I am sure to bring you relief and salvation. The rest of time for working session or self pappreciation.

 

 

 

I think that when I feel like raping you and since you agree it is more something to do with virginity.

Only approach my face towards your approved body, when I submit especially around the side of your hips, systematically send me to a fall over down.

 

 

 

You jumper last time were the same exactly the same than my gran’s style.

And I love my gran.

My owl of gran.

 

 

 

Mon dieu.

Monde. Eux. Yeux.

F

 

 

 

Hatred could be love, as if you don’t move as much as you can, we could be destroyed.

Nb

 

 

 

I always tried to handle the insects if they were not at the right place (I killed numerous by fucking laziness and pretense of phobia and so much unawareness) in fact to bring them somewhere or into your hands, one has to blow over them.

It just, us, oice, uice, j-ust, let me think that I could be intelligent and various to use on you my breath.

Cn

 

 

 

Come on take them, they are raw they are infinished, one cannot understand the half of it and don’t even to comment on how mcuch it can be appreciate.

But to take them at least yo u will know if i am your kinda dummy.

 

 

 

Infinished,

Infinity.

cn

 

 

 

The devil is not the bad guy, I sth victim of ten generalisation.

I, if.

If we suffer because it took my honey for exempli and if I try to bit him it will him or hter

Are you gonna t o like my poetry#??

 

If I do that it will bit me back so I ll have to reaise the awareness of not doing harm for the pain should not be back any time soon.

As it will go vack as ho not to be bitten first time I did not understand, understood.

 

 

 

Is it love? Is ti sex? Is it company? Is ti buoy? Is it buoyant? Is it bouillant?>>>…<<<

My maybe it oucould be that for differenciate us from our ability, aspirations, on what ahs been left inside, the big lodl old rulers of sheer thrive on peace and lselfom seldom seldom done.

Happiness ot to depart from.

Depart from and even if my heart had been taken by so man-y of charpies, from my sole prayers and hope of keeping you near me, would grow a heart? Even from two lesbians, even heaven our baby.

 

 

 

The pleasure of sex? As sex is sacred.

But what about being a sinner?

It is a planet that I would have to find for you, for us, for our children and forebar,forbearer.

When I realize doint that I should not do, the desire of an empire for you, my sole compass in between space and virtue.

 

Not to be consceint of one s beatitude.

And grind, and laugh, and grin and no in specific speial way you  are the one that did not understand.

Ethy they think being the support o satan, to enjo the human or another creature wekness, and they like saying that people, seeing the trouble sthe tremble enjoy.

But man they are pathethic because they will die, they are beat, they are innocent, thy ar pporly clear voyant, as if you do decil, the devil itself will eat what is left or you r corpse, as it is already doing it in life. You are not conscient of this, is that sttategiclayy the better is to eat your brain and sex

Strategically or tactically you are the dummy, of the poverty one sow, they eill be the one in the palate plate of the devil. For goodness sake don;t you understand that you are annoying it when you ask think it will give you from not controlling them. Satan is the creature of god, and more if we are all the children of divinity.

It does not want you to beg for tyranny but if it gives you, its supper, it has to have a support, in th mouth of another satan will be, don’t think of yours, or it will be the day that you will realise that your mouth is not your mouth, that the next word you freely pronounce too …

 

 

 

I love you, but what happens is that I loved you even before, as you are the one that are already perfect even when regarding my intrasequietly complex, womby, so difficult time, that since you are here is paradise to me, the pathe of destiny.

 

 

 

You tu sais les gens se demande a qui la faute mon homosexuality.

ET ben moi je le dis.

Mon homosexuality tout du moins pour les femmes superbes et bonnes.

EST le paradis.

ET pour mon homosexualite qui n est pas bisexualite est bien j ai ete en position heterosexuel et peut etre certainement grace a toi puisque je pensais que ce etait l amour d etre avec papa.

Toi, justqu au jour ou tu insistais lourdement et tu sais c est plutot degoutant de pas tomber sure les bons gens.

Mais pour les gars, je veux dire ce que certain pieds nickes appelle les vrais hommes mais sincerement il n y a plus qu une solution de bien vieillance a son propre egards, corps et abilites:refuser.

 

 

Mais quand je te lis, mais quand je te vois, let me tell you that you are the paradise on earth for me.

How are you managing this dichotomy?? Mmmnnn, for goodness sake, if I had your secret.

Doing the opposite, what should it exposit?

It? Human, sweet corn, what differenciation the mind will create to allow itself exploration dual.

Mutan, one will invent mutan not to admit that everything is in peering and awaiting for its pending, hanging, counterpart, equivalent.

 

 

 

Logics, my life.

Human beings are growing more and more, the abounding, prof, proliferate, iterate, illiterate, the proving, way.

Also they are too many above all cos they don’t think of the past, memories, in brief, they are all in danger of finishing, they aer becoming weaker and weaker, n o one dare to say I am living and I d like us to do the right thing, it is finished, it is finished, we are, finished.

About her you always bar you rom, from any comments in saying that the devil was others.

It workd, it works? But make bearing a coross, cross to somebody and in a life of another, I ll become bigger than twice or thrice what brought to the liar, oto the cheater the way of avoiding work, the duty of the just, not just the duty of the slave owner.

Honor, will be spelt to the human as they don’t belong anylonger to mother. Unearthly. I am not saying demoniac, the demon are a natural happening but who kills nature, raise all other creature final anger.

Final. Final. Fall.

 

We hate their parents, we hate our prarents, but we don’t know what happened in them.

Happens in them.

Nb

 

 

 

They call him the poo, but in French ist means not fleece, lice.

And it is in not on your brain hat that go its nits.

Nb

 

 

 

Who would believe that god has slaves?

First I will stop calling god ‘it’ because one of the classical lessons, forgotten but not forgone, is that god is not one, it is not all, it is not anything but god.

Classic, class.

Calass

Cale = quell?  hold , wedge, chock, slipway, stall, limp,

Imparfait, past, imperative.

 

 

 

What they called political is in fact traditionally the pourparler, concensus, that bring, and in fact at any cost, population out of military rules. Politics are not politics not in most, but in any present regimes and political system in the working, no in the crooking. The words politics has been transformed in its devil counterpart, not devile, not devil, not debile, that is not at all devil in itself but transforms as politics means politics and not deserve an intellectual wall if not engage in the overall equation towards improving the whole (the wohole known-maybe this refusal could vom, com from the greed, or fear to know something else-if we are good at this, what is next to come and obviously more and more potent realities, as minds would be getting ready to face, endure, analyse, and help finally.)

Politics are this vulgarity, saying be happy you are not control by the army.

Cb

 

 

 

The vegetables whose roots say one thing, we are the underworld reperesentant kingdom.

Cb

 

 

 

You are here my love you are here and you know and undergrieve everyparcel of me.

So when I am thinking a context, I cannot do like if I were with my facility.

In other contexts I could post my theories, they are mone, moine, one, monk, moan, noa-m; mine if I a m surrounded by people who don’t know me I ll bring something to the ceremony, but for you.

Since you are here I ll have to remember that it is not with my each itm gmt time same sentences that I will revolutionize my day, your, our existence, the mission, the cause, my brain who would inspire less pity. Find for you, find it. Transe. As I am accompagnied by you, my conscience, my air, my sex, my ear, my wife, my husband, my child, do not see there any pedophily.

cn

 

 

 

eveil = French for awakeness, awareness.

deveil

devile.

Devil.

Devil, debile, a rpporoof of how the ancestors were.

Proof, pr porous. Prose, porose.

 

 

 

I like the macadam we can walk without destroying the soil, but what about the macadam recovering it, what about breathing. Who don’t know that the yanky were using macadam to recover people with it. They could not breath, the sking could not breathe and in a few hours they were dying. What is a few hours in geology?

 

 

 

Exercice and remember in order to compare in order to forecast in order for the live to prevail.

Freedom, freedom.

And it is in it s care and core it does take dom.

Cb

 

 

 

To give time, to give you all the time as if we were to make love attempt, we could, we would, no matter where high is our passion, tear each other body from being with our suspicion and doubts about how real an-d profound your, mine truset, thrust, trust can be.

The truth, the trust that people, that society does not allow themselbes as if without fraternity, you think you make a jump to survival, knowledge, beaty, ascendency, you jump as far as you thought needed and live is stopped by the cord on your head.

Cn

 

D -= deux, 2 in French,

di-git.

 

 

 

Nein: my love story terrestrial, the one who gets the universal, for me to fol.low her in the whole, all real.

Relate.

Late.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Infin(it)ess.

Don’t ask me to explain it is why one other is a treasury, you held master pieces I would not even sketch at the level youheld for me on this regard, the love you d have for you’r baby.

 

 

 

U r

R and, r n.

Are     n = hen.

The end.

 

 

 

To do you a 69, in which you have nothing to do and me to have for object and necessity to tender your fountain my wolfe is thirsty, my wolf is dizzy.

Np = the one I won’t blog

 

 

We should stop talking, we gonna lose our everything biais via ‘cultural economy’

Nb

 

 

 

She respected her hsusband like a dad, but since she was erotic, the story, the sexual part finishes in gab-guy, gag-by, bag-by, Gasby. Cruel unofficial forced orgy

 

 

Cure, cruel?

 

 

 

I have to remember that I love somebody else (escape, est-ce = is it?) for not tken you as my god, my only god, the one I could not even look at, loo kat (and you being in a certain space) certain, certi, speak ot to, speak of. Of my dgodess are you her priest? No who are you. Jesus? Yes. Her child reincarnatded in you.

 

 

 

D-read.

Druid.

Run, ruin, demoniac ruin, the death ond none one dedicated to someone or someone else’s.

And death is a siren who don’t need to run to bite her constructor that applied for the dark side of it. No more ruins, but the depth of all melancholy.

Good melancholy one has to kill the one that the y love for escaping reality, love. Love and its dangerosity. Bara danger, bar poney, bar appaling, we cannot bar anything here is not the paradise no one desrve it is life who h asks for esprit, and melancholy would be dead if people along their life founded their queens, their kings, no the demons killing taking everybody, the one you help for communal and individual salvation. Sale, VAT, no.

 

 

 

I will submit an iponion opi.

And I come and come and come and meidai mediatheues , and medidate, mdedicate, meditate.

One.

n-one

 

Mort.

Port, pork

 

 

 

d.anger

 

 

 

I did not want to hear the birds because I am amusician and if I was approfunding the art I am gift with I would play and imitate them and answer and question the birds and their friend, and let know their enemy that life parasitic will have their own end. Name. Nemo? Memo?

 

 

 

To foment saints, that people ‘admire’, they ask to them every explit, exploit, every value, every monk, parole, parabole, palace, palate, heave, pround, pal, pardon, for them, for redeem their shame of malfunction they want to operate on a goat, every parody, shceme, scinematography, maladie, disease, die cease, progeny, kisses, kyess, pairs, call, poll, pole…

But without the “allowance” to feel and flee for their own ceremony. My love if they do not let me to love you, we will finish cripple and raped ready.

Insolence, solvence, would have us let sole, completely solitary, but this time not by our choice, they would like to sese see us separated for life and to see a long dead victims servicing the volunteer of their probe, l’aime. Problem was you, but without you am dead, but my life will be in your searching or in their tu ris. (tu ris=you laugh’/tuerie=you die)

 

 

 

Your voice conseilling me reming me old teacher I had when I was 10 or so, and you were 10 or so, and we were in different coutntires, who were this teacher, do we hear me with her voice coming back, or where you speaking to her while we had to join the same place, the same room, the same bed, the same reading, the same street, project, baby, clothes, mattress, magic to undress symbiose.

I attak this teacher, a geer even physical warning of my being jhamrmed, I am hauting by her because I realize how far I could be horrid. But whith you evenif I think my self a perfect gentle lady what would I do, that would be of this level of perjury? Without knowing, nina, without knowing my love.

 

 

 

You use to fear the viper, you use to faer animale, but now not. No. I am yours, snakes, birds, insects, mammals all the kings and the queens that I could be impersonating for me? For ya. Ya, ya, ya.

Who am I without being regarded by you, a rat? No the rat also is for you. I am nihility.

And this nihility is the worse, is the worse of all catastrophe, unless if her baby, you, is coming back presti-ge. Je = I = game in French you have the all words, the whole world I know and the one I don’t as if I live for you, death the door by which is the corridor for more and more of you, insight, as in their is no home, their is no dome, there is only the sly lksky and what ever we can have as appuy. (wells),

I warn you that if you don’t do the necessary to keep your territory, you will loose me, as here it is a rprison if they don’t deem you strong they will ask me, as well as you to go off I am too destructive, disturbing. Every dis you want. And if you loose me, what is of any use philo, I ewas your forse, horse, dogs, wolf, sex, boat, coffin, muffin, laces, comportment, compartiment, accoutrement, severly, you have to draw me.

 

 

 

Try ya.

Trial.

 

 

 

I don’t have family, I have only hte dismay of having met you, and the happiness of desiring you. For having been meeting you, it is a horror to know how life is precious, how much I culd not beg enough if you were to go off.

 

 

 

My garage for the moment, I start having fear ab. holocaust, abc, about which property could protect security a little longer than the ranting theory. Domina, no one can rent to anyone no more, if they have the jew.wej-wages.

 

 

Φ

 

 

Blue

blew.

CHAPTER III:

 

 

Cetvies                             © 2005 – 2014

Inthenameofhumanrights © 2005 – 2014

Cettevies                          © 2005 – 2014

 

 

 

Blue

blew.

CHAPTER IV:

 

 

Cetvies                             © 2005 – 2014

Inthenameofhumanrights © 2005 – 2014

Cettevies                          © 2005 – 2014

 

 

 

 

She was beating her child, a beating.

One day to underbear, undergo that whenever she had to access the truth on these funny things, the social realty, reality, or you vaulty, or then fall faulty or royalty, the taught thought truth trite has to be said as violently than done for her to get it completely and having faced that, then assimilated it completely and definitely too.

But not by being beaten, by being intelligently, thoughtfully, entirely, spoken, with the added bi, avidity of details necessary to serve the truth and consciousness of people.

 

Look, I think I will stop doing codes you are talking to eye or end the night, the day long, I begin a sentence you finish it. You gave me an n idea, I think. And entirely tirelessly verso.

 

 

 

The most advanced civilizations have been accused (thought) to die through the last sing sign of complacency to begin actively and concretely the coming out of their homosexuality.

I would  think that civilized has been into s piral of unrespect for others, and that a the end, and only at the end of a cycle people avow, they finally avaw that since civilization gave nothing more of expectation than dying that the last deeds could be to defy civilization’s impudence, conspiracy, tryrnany, restrain, its success build on slavery, hypocrisy, self-content, Barbary, dirtiness at the service of pollution, and cleanliness at the service of pollution and extraction of what did not belong to the human species as a toy, as a poisonery,

People then admit, their homosexuality and rebel with all their body, courage and soul and you know what borethers, brothels. And sisterystite.

Because when there is nothing left than dying, the brain made realize to our pettiness that money is the ridiculer that fuck us any hours, and when there is nothing left. Go on go on watch the time, here’ s our hour.

What is still, ill is lobe, lobe, no: love.

 

Courage, cour = run.

Roue = wheel.

 

Africa.

Friar.

 

 

 

And when you think that the first “investigation”, the placard on the human rights situation, with abuses such as killing, tortures and rapes, and famines, and no end. Are investigate by NGOs with no other power than consultative and the ‘duties’, the obligations to have to bef beg the means on the streets of the Europe that used to play the providers of death and weapons. That these investigations have no direct and ear real effective substantial effect.

That on top these organizations are notorious to pay their agent by the million, by the billion, whilst investigating onto investing the better in communicating their need for money, ok thanks god something is known about it

 

 

Maybe I would like to be younger, not for being younger, but have more years.

 

 

It is not a question of personality, but it is a question what do you have, and attend, work, perfection, that is for you personal. To be attached to the land and have to save its souls from the sea, from the see, seesaw.

Intimate quest and satellite of stability. Safety on what concern the society doing and being, its rich risk taking, its perversion that has to be healed and converted, but at what price, certainly not at the price of our individual, each of you freedom and natural ability at questioning and answering the universe, and ideally diverse.

End of the words, at this end of the world. Is it not? End of the words as they should be representing our activities and wisdom indeed. End of the words

End, and, ena, ane, ene, ana.

Aeneid.

 

 

 

Why do we say inhumane, because we use as a justification for being serviced and thieves, our rhetoric are pretending (preening) to do it for gods, god, progress, wellbeing, individualism, collectivism…

 

 

 

The vampire does not have a reflect in a mouroir + (place where people die are dying, place where one’ stay is mortal), mirror, because is th e (e = he) the depositary of our lack of consciousness. When I, look myself in the mirror I cannot hate me, I cannot submit me, I cannot idealizing what I am. I could do that at every corner of my hed, herd, head but when looking at me in the mirror. Niet. Nite. Neti. Enti. Anti. Aunti. Naughty.

 

 

 

I could dream about a world at the quest of its real mysteries, mutanteries.

A place where to give back to earth the juice of my meal it is in the forest for peeing that I would, could in fact will be asked to be.

A paradise, where everything will be growing and human sage enough to cut what would be our misery. I mean ok I am not seeing us to go and let other animals eating our flesh, but our ability at using tools could find any another compromises imaginable. Image, mage, nageable, = navigable, Iamgai. Imagina. Vagina.

Another world where there would be no treaty, treason, but here the problem the treatise, treason, the treatise for prison, people using the term reason to put a term to each other horizon.

Of crying when suggestions pour into my unconscious and parade season off the eventuality that I too much food and wood my female could be lost or lousy.

Do I pollute, by fear of freedom, but fear (of) alone, of immensity, of plenty, or I am really afraid of live that we would have in any home, tents, trees, caravans, buildings preserve.

 

 

 

Other,

He, to, he, too,

Her, ot,

Rover.

 

 

 

Unconscious,

Hi,

Hunk, husk, hulk.

 

 

 

But, tube,

But = aim in French.

 

 

 

My love to defend me from exclusivism, the one so strong that would lead me to think that the only place the only distance would be to live in a house where no one could approach me. Me with you.

But my love wants children, who will dance with other children, so we need to be outside my crucible of jealousy but the one that could kill everything harming me, i.e, my own coping on complacency.

My love is polyform and their plays is for me to find them ay haie, hay, anyway, but more naturereally where I hep help nature composes the nest, the wet, and dry, sunny and snowy, the all wheater and fur, needed by sea, bbee.

 

 

 

That, tat.

 

 

Nature,

‘Ture’ = suffix of the same order in French. Ex: culture, nurture, seizure. Vi; vulture…

Tuer = to kill.

 

 

 

There is job but we hope you suck’

Sado maso at work, at whore, circling, and circus-ing, circumventing in spiral arigometric, argos as one will want to ‘’avenge’’ the fact he thinks to have to be the worst to keep.

 

Je t aime oulalalala.

Houle. Ou. Le . like carried in a wave when in its inside (insider) you (y out) (outer, retours, recur, rigour) don’t know where, you do, what you did, and what is gonna to happen to you.

 

 

 

Anyway one could not find the top of one’s noise, as much as flloweringly, as flourishly, as folowishly, as flowishly, as foolishly of course, as folishly again, due to being in love.

And love make you be afraid, a freight.

Foolishly.

 

U.N = un-hhumanity.

U.N = un.united.

 

 

 

I can look at other women, especially the ones I know I hae affinity and feel splendor, beauty, whatever name it. When it comes to you I cannot face your eyes, what would happen if mine were not deemed tham.

 

 

Have,

Hate.

Hare.

Habe.

Havre,

Hale, halo.

Hace, accord,

Haxe, axe. Axcis, exact.

Haze, azury.

 

 

 

Than

Van.

Than—k

Nave, navy, navigator.

Navetter = shuttle.

 

 

 

Nation.

Nat.ion (bug)

 

 

TO (Ot) make love to you no with gonad, co, an, candour, as outside the row is, has been growing ever csince they know our exclusivity, our monogamy, our purity regarding the fact that without one another we too weel, to well know that we would be drive crazy as, as mad as provoking, exhorting, a litany conduct for you r end like animal the one you love cruel.

 

 

Regarding

Re-gear

Re-generation.

 

 

Exhorting’

cohering

cohort,

chahut, chaos.

Chahut,          ado in French, rain in Chinese.

Chaud, hot.

Ode, abode.

 

 

 

She has sight problem also she gets people moving and talking for her sense of the space not to be tottering. Problem iwht her she would take us all like her baby, and us did not recognisee, (see he, her) her to fight our distrortion, whence and due to our bad manners with words, and sussurement _ murmur, whisper sauzure.

Per pre peregrination.?

 

 

 

Artistes maudits, the conception.

Cursed arts.

Cept, except, sept, sceptre.

 

 

 

The paternalist doctrine, or a-maternalist, enlist, is a way of sucking in ‘or you fuck or your serve’

Vendetta. Ettat.  = estate, vende, e vendor, state.

Intervention?

 

maternalist

maternal-list

maternaist

nest.

Amateur.

Materialist.

 

 

 

To say of an emotion, an intelligence, a mental state, as spirituality, a parole, a parabola, a meaning, that it is human, but no, it is simply what humans share with other animals and living creature, who proves that object are not living, when we can prove pragmatism , provided you have the experience of loving your tool the object that serve you and that you serve, as a servant of an accurate and precise scheme in which every matter is the divine matter , the essential.

Every tool is the produce of live, between the need, the reality of the idea, the effort to create action an production, only for this very egocentric egoistic reason object are product of live, live by extension.

 

Parabola, parole, bowl. Aroma.

 

Scheme,

Scam shame.

 

 

Very, every.

Awry.

 

 

Relative to lead to absolute.

Absolution seeking.

Redeem the quest? Improvement ethics in what is done.

Dream.

 

 

 

Without trees, parks, forests, ponds, bushes, air, without us putting organic rubbish back ot to the soil (alongside eradicating disposable??? Or medium term able to dispose of everything else than plastic? Packaging waves and restriction on macadam, we would lose the fauna and flora.

It is not a problem the country side is elsewhere, it, it is barren from the city.

And what about animals wanting to approach humans, and vice versa.

Vice verse.

 

 

 

Would lose the fauna and flora

Loose,

Pandora box,

Wow vow who would attack its damager.

?? logics promoter.

 

 

 

Mater.

Amateur.

 

Matter.

 

 

If I missed my presentaction on non-humanitarian intervention.

At.ion

 

 

 

Amoxis =medicament

Ame-amour,

Ox, oxcit.

 

 

 

Walking with unease, the most horrible of all walking with icy feet, as you would break all your vessels, make you walking like a woman on stiletto, like a beast needing hooves to protect from the road and from the cold imper.atively.

 

New code, you are my co-writer, end of it.

G= good k= ok w= written

I’ ll selection them by quality or emergency of reading. With still one more literal, more intimate without being private, what do you think?

 

Reading.

 

 

 

I wanted to come back or to think that I could come back to her. Since her I am a prisoner. Spoil child.

Since you I would pray example to do anything for this to be finished. In fact it become more worrying, it is finished even if you were not to come in.

You overdid, yet again you have  overdone. Over of other. As across as ring. Electric power. Elect. Static. My loyalty (low-haughty), faithfulness, my humility and be as pissed as the worst of the spell on idioty, the day you have to remind me, that philo is not our bitch, that I cannot pretend to work for her as I had to work with you, but if we are bothered by what we do. Off finding another theme.

 

 

Problem with the word communal = borough.

Also instead of being inhabited ty the spirit of sharing and bucolism it is a word imprint with social strate, up to ladder, up to lasser, up to lesser.

The usual public business covering the others’trunkery. Tromperies

 

 

A prisoner

Prise =  plug, or seized.

Deceased.

 

 

Finished

Divide,

Shade,

Niched,

Fished,

Nietzsche

Nacht, niet.

 

Finished

Finite.

Sustainable.

 

 

Remember the first time.

The day she gave me her definitive ascent, well not definitive, but starts saying yes, with the ritual of the kiss.

I was the frisk, I was the free. We were the first day. Not the first day. The day. Aid. My only prayer to god, the side of being per.son.al, son (+sound), to feel my echo, my palpitation, breath, thump, and more than anything else though, resound.

 

Jour. Rouge, roof, the color of everyone this red, red like the blood I want to ramble, and scramble, cry, circulate, cir-confer, (sir confers) perimeter, circonscript, see roedeer, reinder, roe, sir, redder, re-do, redden, eden… the blood I want in my veins even if they make me goat, a ram whose function (funny function) is to open doors that everyone ecologically enemy enchained.

Even if I suffer, even if we are razed to the ground, even if the ground cannot take the rise, its skin sling depredation will drive it blind. You are here, and life is desire.

 

 

The reason why men and women, as a couple, as husband (hussy) and wife, are made by the population into two reputations.

Once they are said (aid) to be naturally together, thus emotion power, love impact, choice, possible revulsion are put far aside (farce arse arise arose -).

They both despise each other, calling themselves inferior, un-understanding of each other, maniac, self-interest, prostitute, macho, hating or whatever rubbish you might find doing distinction between the women and the men and between their role and function, understating, tow, to, two things:

One we are to be hetero.

Tow we are to be divided, not too much harmony.

But for the not oo much harmony why is the reason for the propaganda.

Because love is dangerous for exploitation, on-e does (not to) exploit the ones he has truly explored.

Because marriage arm, ark, are, mare kept as a bargain, as social bargain, not personal bargain, bet, jackpot.

 

You see my love the true way it should be written is.

And thus denying the love you’ve owe to life and your partners, and your guide, and you goddess it is that you will despise her for one reason to keep the enemy away.

We don’t love, like that much if nay , don’t take one or the other for the promise land, you can kill her I would not lose, I would not have lost. As if the enemy was certain (arting, acting, carting, parting) of the opposite they would kill you directly.

Pero, = pro personal, private I am not gone a edit this bit mon amour. In fact it is a way of explaining why they would have to call me the butcher. The problem it is like in homosexuality stories, it is not a funny one. If ever I ll lose, sole you, I would lose, slow everything and more than this. And I would pray to loose-n my spirit against a beating beast more than thirsty, only width withe with means of being replete link with your re-apparition, your reparation?, but in live there is not a second chance, the master you would wild the word, wield and weld, the weird new wen, wane, vain, vein, vanish, world, have been for me could not die and could not resuscitate, re-surect, erect, re-suck, succitate. Associate, resuscitation, resumes citation, cite action, see tactics, see tactile.

 

 

Once,

Novel, ovel, hovel,

Host, novelty, von, won.

Lost, toss.

 

 

Truelty.

Cruelty.

 

Jackspot,

Jack, cage.

 

 

you’ ve (w) owe

 

 

Partners

Parents, parties.

 

 

Gone a, none.

Gnat, gnome. Glum, golum, gonade, gonna.

 

 

Certain (arting, acting, carting, parting).

 

 

One. If ever I’ll loose, sole you, I would loose slow

 

 

More, Than thirsty

First, thirst, frost, foremost.

 

 

Usually, sole, soul,

Use, all, ally, sue, valley, lea.

 

 

And if good god was a malefic one to speak to us about the devil. Lived.

When the day of the return of the natives will come: the dead people.

The dead people will strike again.

And imposter depostiched of their mask fleeing: hypocrisy.

A land of primitive that think that it is enough to hide one’s tongue from the other impostors or other nini, the other animals, to get through, the coffin of the tomb.

 

 

 

This place, I know, you know you know.

A place you don’t like. In fact you like ti, it, but a Maximus when you are alone to account, counting, accept tempted temple, con-temple, contemplate, they are these part you would not come from. Usually you show some interest in mean in general more on other part of your body, but there nany, nayny, nabab. navy

Your tights especially the on inner, the one you don’t like, not that yo d on’t like them but it is good to show on pulic, pubic, public, pudick, that you ve got zone of over prosperity.

You don’t like it, repugniate it you odon’t want it to fee. Feel.

Don, would, Odon. Odeon.

Done, doom, ‘d.

 

You know this part, the inener of your tights, I want to make love to you every day, bloody you, don’t think categorically, cathe, garot, garot, the height of a horse, a strangling device, that I am talking about pussy, but you won’t come, will you, won’t you assume my lobe, my love, levy, life, loss, lea, my reading, my facility at my introduction you are mine and you will no say nol, no.

I will take this inner thighs and suck it, maleate (malaxe in French, perhaps like healers to touch the boy, the body out of pain and torpor) (mal = mean, and constantly below its average) it, caress it, compress it, treat it, as long as necessary, only her, don’t think any more of your back, neck, hands, feet, fleets, even nothing about your geni tole, tales and tools, not them at all, only your thighs, the one along the main bone, the link of the earth towards the main organ, your pussy, no your belly yes. And till you won’t come, you and your agony, the ill feeling of being bouffi, swollen comes from eaten. We are dying my love and here is your reserve. You will come, you will come and come again, like a mare warning the whole country by her hennissemen t that she will be pregnant revenant prevent again. La cuisse de Jupiter. Cuisse, s-quizz, assise. And at this place what is sas, ass, and other phenomenon? Your artery that needs decompressing the river, the biggest flow of for us personal, of n.u (the legs). The one that the lesbi basin more than everybody too sure of the appendix with which they never touch the serest rest of the entire empire , the whole region, its whole history and reign, the altogether, the master body.

 

And if you stay with me, if not the hell of this satany fantasm, it is in the book that you only will read that my saliva will serve, rubric, section mechanic? Manual handling? No, no, obsession.

 

 

To exercise like a bourreau, (boulot, work, fat, big, bureau, bur = monk clothes, bourgh, bourrer = speek or break, speed, pick or tame a personality or ability) dur, French for though, rude?, bourreau, executioneer,  that would come to you in order to redeem. Redeem on, redeem in gibing (gibet = penance in French, prey, board of killed animals) giving you an idea of the negative impact one can have, on showing not too much= sufferance but penury. Look at what the difficulty of the pat(h)er oul could be.

 

 

Difficutlty

Diffi-cut-

Diffi-cult

 

 

 

Every light, every wihite light is not ‘good ‘ gor us.

White and black are not good or ablack a back, taken aback, they are healing or destroying, but both are necessity, and us necessitous,

A white light might be healing, but if healing has to consider our acts as being parasital, then this whit e light would be our excecution foreboding present/at/ion.

 

 

A sign? No, it was not for me, it was not for you but tiit tilt become became so.

 

 

Success by the media, in changing something, law, awareness, challenging, channeling.

But what stories soteries, has been picked up. Would not be logics to think that they are picked only when they aer a fair opportunities at going through, a productive results, something already easy to mover along and aout. And that the true probe problem plebe proletariat, proletria, (trio/trier=sort it out)

 

 

Apocalypse now?

Certainly but the version s-low.

 

 

One cannot protect someone else from the dvil , am not talking about some demons or what our imagination and reality call it but of the wrong-doing

 

 

 

Subnormality. What a delight intellectual, or people adhering these all too normateeth thesis, could be.

 

 

You r story twill twich, will become the millennium story.

No more years to come. When we had to respect the oldest and the youngest, but what when the oldest will underpoo that the youngest has been evacuated horribly whorribly, to the sin, sic, six, sieve through.

 

 

I ewanted to say that now I am experiencing reading ‘power’ and feeling completely sexually overwhelm.

But not only sexually but possession of another person the flesh instinct recall, remind, remain.

To associate to the core with somebody might be the dance facing delaying deleting the death comedy.

Come and dy.

Tragedy. Trajet (=route).

 

 

 

Wanted.

Event.

Evented.

 

 

You know about the wives and girlfriends I had before, well I regret to have known any before our meeting, but one apoloaqy, apology, apolo? Is that without them, without having known love, not the love shared as if so I would never have gone, but the love as a philosophy, as apossibility, as a puest, quest, and rendering homage to these females nand males that support me, as an exchange.

Well if I did not have this before you, you, I would think, but truly, truly, true lis, think, that there is but one goddess ina all, and that these goddess is you.

 

 

 

I don’t stand you touching me as if I had done better you culd touch sanctity, and now what, then, mp my poo. When it s come to say tha t gay men sexual realtion ship and talk to that well is simple. Everyone do that without purity, and when it is with love, and the fruit of love, what love made you do when outta it, when you thought that it was gone but to have to call and yesll for this gift not to be drawn, withdraw from your sentiment.

Gay men bullied in the ehonte parabole of what is perpetrated.

And don’t make love if you don’t want the all of it. If you don’t want every parcel of your partner, well what you call sex, is scato in chef and smelly lavo-tory. Larvo tory.

 

 

Of courst, I am othes. A lot of other cause. But if I want to be yours, it is (totally hours) because I want to know that I did something good for me.

Person.

A mon Coeur et c est tout = I won’t blog, or cetvies it. New code.

 

 

 

She (show) would have like to affard, a far, (fard = make-up in french) afford herself the guy for whom she has sexperimented so much disarray.

Would she have the opportunities for this, she would only have a prison to propose, because of doing it not really, not at all for him, but for the time she sepent serpent, pend, spent, repent contempt, content, plating.

 

 

 

To be prone to trust anybody and ending up trusting nobody except one’s own.

Tragedy.

 

 

 

They would like my wife as creatures are polysexual, we are too but we refuse. Like the ones that have several spouses, that in fact are spouses to each other for having married to a demon.

If one let someone having sex with them, they culd kill its wife out of jealousy. One partner only.

p

 

 

I think that I did not see you yesterday, yesteryear, but would I be with you, I would miss the perfection, the coming of the time, the apex of the mind, since I am without it. Today I miss you but what another day or with me you would be with the one without legitimacy. What could bring to you? Except sorrow, except this death that tells me no.

 

 

 

People wanted to kill the demons, though they were living in the humans’ mind and spirit and soul, the one human or creature that have been deemed a demon, instead of being left living like a gentle guy amount the nature, it was tracked. And it is why from time to time we could find body of people in disarray, or killed by complicity, lobe lf sexuality, or the one who have too much spoken.

P

 

Demon

Dementia.

Dementie.

 

 

 

I would die they would call my spots, not to investigate, to make sure that they should know.

 

 

The problem is that if the population start threatening you with death, youi cannot wait to answer but the ones one d get, which ones? Perhaps the one that could have stopped that. Whence the cruelty, to like harm angel, innocence, genuine kindness, in thinking they could all be on my chest.

 

 

 

I came and saw the first documentary film.

When someone is demonstrating and proving by vandalism that they want to destroy, it is but premises for overthrown attempt promises, coup? Puke.

The population appropriate and trained reaction, since still ruled by a pseudo democratic ‘apparent apparatus’, in order to preserve the minimum of security needed to avoid occupation or civil war, would be to stop protesting this way, and therefore go- and thus avoiding police confrontation.

 

I won’t say that if it was my army that dongs a coup that I would not try and take all that, of saying the opposite I would not do. The eternal problem {(eternal relatively to human understanding of their own politics). Are they alone to rule? Human does not know itself whence its unbridled race for modernity and progress that would un-servicing them ultimately? In the pondering of the scheme, death is almighty. Death every day, the failure, the limitation, death at the end, the assessment and reorientation, death final, realignment of the void of species obligations and individual responsibilities- you want to kill, same principle of equality}.

People want to postpone, they are right death does not want to do harm, it only take us for re-ordaining, preodre, period, pre-ordinary, pre-ran, pre-ordain. One has to prove life a flower to which you say hello every morning in acquiescing that everything is a wonder due to her every single evening.

Every, every, every it is like I know this secondary word only, loanly.

For one second one can conceptualize ‘every’ but after we behave as if it was a lure. (e-rul).

And when one flees from this knowledge, the one god endows to resist with the parcel of live that one has at its dispo zoo all, at their disposition (dis.position and two coordinated point of view! Like dis.ability why not see in dis, the ‘deux’ of two).

Dis, sis, the trinity as theis balance, harmony, grace that one experience (through thought thou though) the name divinity as like in psychology to report it onto another subject (transfer, reinvestment to analogous level of parity, compare with, an alliance story)

And when one flees from this knowledge: It is not because I talk so that I forget that my nature is weak- or if so I forget it all the tie but when I despise everything in me and this world of insanity as not being able to beat my own being hungry. We are weak as we are not divine, and it would be a blasphemy to think that divine can be enforced in eradicating the one, the other one thinks (this think not really from thoughts we would have noticed it by now, plus think like, thin ink to link to nowhere but kink toward recognition of one’s own television, {tell and vision} devilishly) that there are as being weakest. Or strongest of not complying at the expectation of deluding nun, none the name of which is cats at strophe unbalance.

 

The problem? No, “problem” is of too much use, the trick is that no man can have an army. When the army betrays the concepts under which they rally (hilarious) they cheat on us each. But at the same time you need to voice disagreement, pool of dissention when awareness are not at the same point to execute (acute) true improvement.

No man can possess, and have under its control an army. Concepts, even if they are under this protection of improved manner (concepts embettering present conditions) are nothing but traps.swhen (swhen-swine-hen-sin-sen-sane) use with bureaucratic vulgarity. We can afford muddy play but not when other bodies, only willing to live theirs, are automatically stained by neglect disguised in Bastille struggles. Bureaucratic, institutional, organizational, trade, exchange??? Nothing we know about the leviathan, and if we did, should we know what to do? I mean ok, the only info is on how we are fucked by for example a shop, short stop, misappropriation, why is no one there, to make circulate this information? And who is we, gathered? Gaggled but not in a prairie, in a bordello for its funniest derivation ordel = order, hordes, hurdles) at the point of creation? reaction, and enema when comes to labor and distribution. Why this monster of a state? Because of it outlandishness. The reins having been passed over to the concept of the ugliness, they are no one in control but Ugly (hug).

 

No man can have another man (o.k, there is love, but love is the first of all commandment and therefore has with him any other duties, concerns, and redeem ability) and we hike to vote or participating to political meeting with precise (pre-sized/scissors) idea on how to get the power of bribery by false competition or false cooperation- or even if truly truthful towards what and how, the flue, waggish, the vagueness, the looming, and when we become precisely  too much in working as what institutions are but this self-providing falsity of needs, wants, truths and protestations. (Ok? state is here to serve the population and is not an end in itself, vanishing no, but could become no more a state but a will)

 

As for me I have got a false punch.

 

A state when still running for a majority _the problem being the suicidal nature fostered by the human and its institutions, and its is why religion and logics, sciences, from the arithmetic to the socialities tell us one reaps what one sows, or is it a rip-oof?

We ve got (tac for tic, she’s got us) what we calls morals, not the one easy findings of manipulation (don’t forget they are not complex they are easy {I spent so much time in my life trying to underview the radius of their imbecility, it is nothing, nothing more, once you get to solve their own debility, than facility) but the morals, murals (boundaries and brigdes, no, no, brig, bridges, the wall of maturity, a stabilized path, a conduct {in which you can dance as swiftly as on clouds, am not talking of closeness? Closure and rigidity) for what is judicious and respectful to do taking into account what has been given for us to look after. And by ‘looking after’ it implies looking and that what we saw and see (always beyond, as what is in, and what further: the message, the mess of the time up to the tee telling apart radically = radical: Symbol R An atom or a group of atoms (did not marx produce a phd on greek atomization) with at least one unpaired electron.

  1. Linguistics See root1.

[Middle English, of a root, from Late Latin rdclis, having roots, from Latin rdx, rdc-, root; see wrd- in Indo-European roots[i].]) dissimilarity and dissemination, (though the semen is what is at one’s an prolongation)  is under our due to be improved and  protected from this same every (every or husbandry).

The duties of protection and self-protection of this little bit of immensity exit, us the mortals of the morality.

Mortals. More tales. Mort=death.

 

A state when still running for a majority has for duties to protect the states institutions. Also for the reasons that one could be elected in the view of fomenting a coup only.

You know about demonstrations and civil disobedience, it is if I remember well the reflection of a politirepublican anther (stamen father, after, anteater) the french revolution, straight under Robespierre (mind the man wanted to abolish propriety, I think, but for the state to have it?!!!!!!!!???)

The state or the commune- because of course I understand that the commune could be one of generosity, intelligence, altruism, working for the wellbeing of every (of its recognized) body, touti quanti (quaint touting), but just as the state could be- the state vanishing? Then here I am sorry but I guess that it was a biblical image used by marx talking discreetly about metaphysics or sweet apocalysm (isthm.us [on which com the sea])- there would be more than one and its tentacles, tentacules = culls, the already dissension and pot pour.is of obstruction of the party ( cul = backside / cull) or siphoning backside con.a.ffluent, marching for argent, who said that the process of the laws and plight, plight? no, no(,) politics was on purpose a long demarche, as if one would lose time and energy acting (an emasculation) and seeking for compensation for the sake of discouragement of course but for also to avoid events conducted only by the first fire of emotional passion = devoid of solution, be it short or long term destination, and more than sentiment of affiliation but at least with medium term application –it would score better, I wish I was bitter, as the term in our policy are not short they are hire, ailleurs (elsewhere) (could be translated as well by other times or hours) odiously negative in time, certificate for agony, irreversibility of poisoning pattern of paternity- the boss say, even if I will have to wish and  vows the boss dead, would I have a chance for saving my buggy.

The levels of communication office and turnpikes for signatures, counter signatures, the division between politicians and administrative power suffices not as a platform for democratic formation but as barriers to overthrow and upside down in(ter)vention.

I don’t say that I am any to agree with the current (cure, more recurrent ordure) order, but we can truly be sure that the situation would be indeed worse if we were counting on people grouping around demonstration whose words are takeover not reinvention.

To make a revolution, one has to be stronger than the people in place, and has as a preamble readably (the theories) and for its proof its party as direct application, on not only party but civil actors manoeuvring for its values, a proof, more than so an attitude at evolving, a propensity at reappraising, reprising, or in order to refine the theories or in order to effective, concrete differentiation, not a takeover, a restoration of the splendour. Constructing structures control, supervision, with as fluidity, indulgence and rigor than their philosophy needs to be more than a flower but the servant of nature, (at their encompassing concern freedom and equality, the fraternity being the partisan raison d etre) in its integrity.

Eligibility. As having still the right to associate, etc, in a so-and-so political? National regime to threaten the government would be a rape. Even if admittedly it is logic that people with genuine free expression rights that would not impair their other rights holding (ex: I can say it is wrong but if I say I will be put in trouble) would back policy like that- and if they don’t there is no accountability possible in saying I am worth more as I have spoken, spike. We know that people fear so much interest groups, fear so much to be only seen as the providers of  ‘ill agenced rights’ directed to others ‘worth as if they were the only value (allusion), individual recipient of ‘rights’, as if their rights were treated as not being in conjunction with the total population resources, as if they were served and counteracted by zero, as if the balance of conflict counting them as absentee, taken for granted –allowing plus value- negation, having to ask and wonder about the general common wellbeing? Ask nothing. As if in likeliness to the working conditions one has to provide everything to the other one, without keeping its own rights, noxious lies proffered to the employee con.siderate like robots or tools those that everyone will shamelessly chunk away. Rights like that are not rights, they are absolute contradiction in terms, they are also an incentive at being categorized as the weaker or the victims, or the consciousness of but destruction, nihilism and denial (how come people go on living the way they kill) in all indiscriminative position I am the right holder and I miss to provide my own duties to my interlocutor, as there is not duties but job description.

 

I have got nothing against demo of course (off court), they are an unbeaten place to make contact, to build new networks, to show to the population that there is a crack, and there are carnivals.

But as a citizen I would certainly not hoopoe for one momentum (moment tomb) the success of demonstrators who could be threatening institutions, as those institutions did all the same more or less protect my home in the sense of the sheltering of the basics of functional biological need- to be healthy enough to fight back. In case of subversion success to fight exploitation but in assuring as the first of one’s aims that the same bottom level of secured bases by the proposed set of institutions be better than the one in place- and that demands frocked formation.

In case of subversion success and in any case each stage of this improvement probing the how far is brazen politician beguiling bunk on how necessary are their millions; namely doing with less but well, the reason of the economy (sparingly as the grandiose is in the symbioses, or what is here for limitless, (within it no limits) boundless happiness affirms {sap.phire} amply). The fire of a stone of which our brains is perched park, parched perished.

Probing the how far is brazen politician beguiling bunk on how necessary are their millions; on that they are discretely talking about the millions of pantomimes needed to assert depletion.

 

 

 

What is missing mission in those is the stamina, I know that some groups are doing it, to picketer for example in front of Lloyds (I ve recently been read that they were big actors in debt, no indictment,

In-dict,             psto     parole.

In-debt.                       Money.

 

unlawful indictment or impoverishment of ‘third world countiers’) .

It is a centuries old staple of common law (and appearing in the Universal Declaration of Human Rights) that one should not be put in prison because of debt), and it is what had happened to the ‘excolonised countries’ with the if-we-don’t-“loan”-we-die-story, it is in jail they have been brought down after having been enslaved, the debt principles monarchical and frivolously granted by the supra national body, jails’ goals. No wonder we should be disposed of it,  if not enough is the magical spell of being justly rightfully (as right as to be working this way, you are a tyran, you have the right to be taught a serious and notable lecturing lessons 3-years-old offer on tenure [from Old French, from Medieval Latin tenitūra, ultimately from Latin tenēre to hold][ii], (holding oneself and its behavior in the sense of treasuring others as much as holding one’s cock enough for avoiding filthy outcome) abhorrent to people. Dare anything to remember that they are equal, as much as their family teaches them. Take family the most larger of term. Should I be bred by a cow or a husky, thanks god I can sympathise with the air, water, and wood, even if reduced or more respectuouly used as a loyal tab table. Don’t think that treating people like if they were to be lessen, will erase the secondary effect, a lost soul, one’s own with less and less point of revival, consciousness is living in the skin and sap of what and who we had the time and essence to tend.

 

Well in matter of demo, awareness of the population one of a key could be, to structure the efforts (fort).

To picketer in front Lloyds and to educate the customers or passer-by about Lloyds company. But not one time, as much as possible, as long as (as for?) creating a reaction towards reestablishment of less impunity.

That is as a customer I may not quit at once while realizing- or in fact more reading reports as I met people willing to denunciation of capitalization (death penalty I insist capital sentence)- in which bank I contracted, but if enough warned I d sign /geese out at the first opportunities. To goose the dominoes to fail fatality.

This is a demo one could start trusting, via their bottom-up line tips tap practices.

 

 

 

Anyhow I am one of whose person that if it was not for my girlfriend I would not have been, it is just sometimes she could uphold we will.

 

If Robespierre takes a prerecorded upper case under Microsoft, Marx does not. Defiant, edifying enlightening.

 

 

 

 

Offer

Reference, inference, info.

Faire o=made Reverence.

Who=woo

 

 

 

 

 

ca veu dire quoi the “Y” a tree?

je te tel auhourd hui 5 heures ou dimanche prochain.

hier j ai dormi et suis restee au lit toute la journee, j etais en ange, nage.
Regards.
caroline baranger.                                     07757850484

 

 

From: Nely BARANGER <nbaranger@macif.fr>
To: baranger caroline <carobaranger@yahoo.co.uk>
Sent: Mon, 21 March, 2011 7:40:49
Subject: Réf. : Re: Réf. :

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OUR MOTHER

 

NELLY

 

Countries.

Comptoirs.

Counties.

 

 

Work.

Kow.

Job

Boj-bog.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Compense.

Pense = to think, redeem and bleach back to bearable the dirtiness, would be the first deed for humanity to accss (access axe) the clog of the freedom.

 

 

When you think I am taken for granted namely when you think I am arouse for the sake of being, when you don’t remind, take in board, that it is your product. Adduct. Steal my semen each time we could have infanted a hole ribambel. Rib-babel. Rib em bel.

Bamby.

 

 

 

And you know why I am insisting because it is dsaid written that you like cryptic, and play on word.

 

Babel. Ba=low. Belle?

 

 

 

M,a,non

 

 

 

Between floating without rows and rocking without helm.

This is not happy it is the excitation that adrenaline produces before the last dem.

Demonstration of the rush that we portrayed as the flush. But not a rise in blood, the decadence of doom, to live in opulence without essaying more than thank you.

 

 

I could not be and act like that fearing to lose my potential woman. But finding a wife is to be allowed and therefore able to dis-play when and if wife is the one that is your compere, completude, copulative, couple active, completive. Inter-woven.

 

 

 

They were playing being afraid these whores. Whores or whorst.

 

When.

Hen.

Cock hours.

 

 

Horrors = aurora.

 

 

 

 

 

I feel making love to you, but how many times with how many people this occurred already?

Well if you feel it alongside at the same time, you are my first, I am a virgin, I admit.

And there is different feelings like yield to sexual excitation or sentimental appetite and do an orgy for finally say right after it I should not have done it, as our state is honest, as nature teaches her toll, we know that it was not the course of more duplicity.

 

 

How home

 

 

Orgy, ogre, oger, hound, hunger..

 

 

 

To have a voice, to say it is cold. Ok but are we sure that it was me the voicing subject, could be object, but as well the voice I let happen or that my subconscious, the creature past and liability, let a happen (happen, happy)

 

 

 

I come from touching you again and again, and I burst as it is a be-longing story.

 

 

 

Yes, I listen to you, I think of you, I am aware of you and your misery as much as your floating dependencies, I’ ll do everything, don’t ask me, I live for you, it is the truth that I loved and love still others yeast, yet I live for you.

P

I have been (ban) told that editing the message of love would be indecent. I thought of my ex and said it is true as we would have lived without the reputation that could have damaged her career and family, she could even have been sent in prison, I was minor she was my teacher of 24 springs. Not that she did anything more than accepting my caresses a few times limiting but once to her sex, and sucking me to mark the last day I would have been in her bed. I hate being touched. To belong to be the closer witnesses of an abandon that will be following ya for ther rest of your live. O what is left?

I won’t be editing because if you don’t stop to look after me and you at the same time. Editing that simultaneously would be pagaille, mayhem for us, and for them, of these words I don’t want them to have any of what you have been sole to detain, your humble detainee.

 

There, the rest of your live

 

Detain, defunct. Unless you are my key. Di. Diptych.

Deep tick.

Kit.

 

 

 

Et ce sera tout. Noce.

Noce fera tout.

Noce, cone, or sonne, sound, or sounding,

son

 

 

 

The vampire will die with the light rays like aliments.

Ail = gral, garlic in French and disease in English.

Is disease your fear, is disease fascination, is disease to give a special treatment at the enunciation of a nae, anemia, name or bred.

A special treatment that makes human bow if they call sire, even if their chief if the worst dictator, and slay the stranger, even if it has humanity at heart.

Help to under-reap humanity he no, hue.

 

Treatment

Arête = arreter = stop.

 

Aioli.

Aliment, aliment.

Ailment.

Ali. Lai = lay.

 

 

 

Not to be able to do whatever as when done we remember that we cannot expiate the way we would like or if we do expiate this way, what about what would have been done without to be constrained to sweat our deciding to be under the control of short term functionality-greed.

 

 

 

I did not read to check on its being under, or at what scale of its standing by, or no. not beware, because I never read what I write, no. but because I am too vexed. Me, reread again, despised enough like that.

At least on the mirror stuff, you won’t have me. And Dor I am septic suspiciously sepulchre and sleepy.

 

 

Ply, plight, pise, pull, sculpture.

 

 

 

The vampire who can have (ist-yeast) his every prey by grand power and magnetism. As during nights and nights days and days rests thinking on its scheme, on its hunt, who recognizes the terrain over and through the bland, and blinded bees of the men who are as pretentious as noisy. Up to their veins, as it knows they would be dishonestly more than happy to kill it if he decided to be a pacificator, it would be taken as humans’ whore.

 

 

 

I did not choose her for her youth; I choose her as I wanted to be her the head of my empire. Even if my empire was only this little company. The light I have seen prospered.

 

 

 

“-I am bored like a rat harmed out of lucidity want.”

“-but what did you contemplate, lie not, what, of what were you thinking of, were you calling, were you praying at? Is there only our comedy of social play and display, concealing honey, pretending being the path, we won’t be surviving on this one. Disillusionment with politics or horrors reigning.

 

 

 

Is THE demon weak?

Or it is my being weak and therefore my demon not able to show its possibilities.

The response belong to oneself as other options as bein the use for other to practice toruture sobered over others with each case of fitting figure and theories of dramaturge. To be the torturer instead of the victim one can take as a reason any unprincipled chants, dances, and intello manic plot (plotting against, to be up to = manigeance (gens = agency) manifestation.

 

 

 

If one wants to respect oneself it has to respect one’s enemy as one cannot hate, as they are for a highest progress.

 

 

To eat like crazy, as the dynamics as a conversation is the sole I can touch concretely. Of course you are here with me all day. It is the reason I can make my bed in the morning the sensually reassuring way because you are in my thought, talking to me, assuring of a future, maybe not, but of this day committing the non-sin, scene, of designated you, placard my brating, hollowing breathing or bend to the crown knowing I am married, that my life and time would have been for somebody something.

But these magic power I honour nay, as I doubt everyday of what everyday provides, your name in my brain, your body in my veins, your thoughts made rampage. As you sing o.k.

 

 

all cited above all the you boxes.

and on ly you.

but you are so much of a poke a prick that.

i sincerely wish i was sectarian and humorous.

 

 

hello,

i am writing to you because i was simply interested in reading a book written by one of your senior lecturer, who happens to give lessons around and just around the scope of their speciality.

i was wondering how come you did not stock ‘one dimensional woman’ by DR. Power, N. Has it been lost, or whatever the aim?

 

The Library holds material that has been purchased for teaching purposes and also some research material as requested by academic staff.  Please do let your lecturer(s) know of titles that you think would be useful for your programme or modules.  Thank you.

 

 

Look I would think that you conception of the teaching learning relationship is somewhat very limited. A university is certainly not a building –mind that I suffer about roehampton ones as if they are eradicated at the same current rate (and profiteering avility) as quick as the green spheres that were there once upon a time, the pride and prize of our {can} canopic caning ancestors; whether the centuries’ old mansions will stay more than some bid, one will really wander.

 

Talking about the realm remaining (remaining in french “main” = hand), these buildings, everyone’s patrimony, owners’ like servants’. Did you see how the new parking are eating the little square left for the geese, ducks, hens and birds to circulate? We are in the swamp area of London, the wild life, that according to the new board of shareholders, with every kind of preoccupation but universal, that according to them the ducks will have to be contented soon with paying a hostel would they want to do us the honor of staying among us. These place has been, was the heritage of natural studying, what is left? A pond, a look intentely you will see there birds and squirrels crying. These splendid spots, so much magical when you see them at first. Good lord such place does still exist? They lost their puissance as around them the macadam eating everybody, you, me,  and sanity, little by little, but last tar and poison.

Universities are a body of professionals, embodying theories, yes, yes, coating with distanciation and objectivation, when one thinks of what become tools and things and think and thank in our humanization consideration and appropriation…

An university, theories, body of books (and practices) and tutors  from which and toward which stem and flourish debates, and for the eater eager student, the academic principles that need to be seen applied, just to cite a few, among investigation and countering arguments.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

is it possible for a student to ask for the possibilities to read his profs.

i ve jsut read dr kent book it is fascination to understrand more deeply the course of thought of someone who has been selectioned for having established (an on going) theses, gathered evidence, examples, propositions..

and my work as student those of preparations.

i d like being learnt and taught up to this quality.

 

or whatever the aim, the aim is to kill university forum, and use, enslave, kill everyone once the spirit is gone.

Forum: for rome. University, academic first build platonique, was for the community. It is maybe like marx and the state, it is because Socrates has been poisoned by the tribes that university was needed, but what if we poison the university? Will we need a war, she is already here, all economic.

University and state to gather our bravour, glamour, claims, truths and espoirs.

 

 

 

  • Duamutef, the jackal-headed god representing the east, whose jar contained the stomach and was protected by the goddess Neith.
  • Qebehsenuef, the falcon-headed god representing the west, whose jar contained the intestines and was protected by the goddess Selket.
  • Hapi, the baboon-headed god representing the north, whose jar contained the lungs and was protected by the goddess Nephthys.
  • Imseti, the human-headed god representing the south, whose jar contained the liver and was protected by the goddess Isis.

[iii]

 

 

 

Old.

D_lo (W, doubling the you? After and after, coups après {harp, ape} coups)

 

 

 

Noun 1. fungible – a commodity that is freely interchangeable with another in satisfying an obligation

commodity, trade good, good – articles of commerce

Adj. 1. fungible – of goods or commodities; freely exchangeable for or replaceable by another of like nature or kind in the satisfaction of an obligation

Could be taxable tough.

 

But maybe not as the first acquisition has already been.

Taxing the hours one has to work for the freeing and securizing of the community as a whole.

 

 

 

 

What is propaganda?

All thoughts come from a state, a condition, an instant in suspension, so what?

Propaganda it is when one thought instead of being representated once is publicized one hundred, one thousand, millions, or the second hit;

Hits or when what should be thousands and even more billions tll still inaction is a simple item, of which in general is shown pity, suspicion, or derision.

 

 

 

Seeing the birds coupling freely I think with these persons with it was so hard to get on with inside community, what would have it been if the master were more the body-god?

 

tend den

 

 

‘my lady d’ art ban(ned) ville’

My lady d arbanville by cats steven.

 

Revoluation.

Revolution.

Reve =  dream in fresh french.

 

 

I am, expection, inspection expectation of someone inside. Not that there has been anyone living with me. But you are at my center, I know you think of me.

 

 

 

Institution of the marriages belonging to the society, as ‘managing’ happiness, sexuality, liberty, clostrophoby, intimate boundaries and terrain for exploration. Happiness and Sexuality in particular linked with aggressibity potential and the rest against who lodge it.

 

 

It or ti.

 

 

If I did not have you nina what would war be?

A sanguinary event, without asperities or rest.

Wars are not enough, they need to be for the name of love.

My end my love without would be quick.

And without respite I would try sub, inconsciously to bring it.

And if today I am a warrior.

Don’t see in this term more value than this of horror.

And even if I avertedly I might appear cruel, in my head I have for travel that my heart could be friendly.

 

Would I have not a family, wars would be entrenched as much as life from which you still desire her trance.

If I can write that today, it is the birds that say, you are my poetry.

I am not saying it is me, it is in the dark when nature feels well before, at the first hue in the sky, peering up to the stars, that crackdown is coming.

A shift in the air, the wind talks too, and every one celebrating this first day with you.

The bird tells me, yes I talk of him, that how may many poets have changed the order for not saying new structures, new phrases, lest distribute disturb,

I am so pleased that you chose berenice for the guy who fixes, it is so delicate.

If I had a dream, it would be you.

And death again insted of a relief becomes anathema.

Becomes anomaly, it is because I don’t know, it is because you are not with me.

That death is still looming, would you be here, to conjure, repell the spell, we could become mastery at finding her the rein. The jugulate,  all these words that come from not having been touch, we look at each other merely us guy of the front. I know yo know you are canon folder like me. But when I realize that one could bring you to far, it is on this so called chef the word of enemi, the well and true due war.

The bride will stay mute, the bright bird went quiet and the others answer we will go on when you will be of use. I cannot hold grudge these animals, my fairy, are among the one who brings about destiney and alleviate my fate as through them I can write to you Poe e-try.

I change the order too, it is from that when I leave my spirit, demons look after me and in a brush, a stroke of des derision, “you are the nabab” they laugh and high joke at me.

Though when I listen to the disorder always comes out a lesson.

You know each time now, it is a recent event, I talk about repent, homosexuality surge.

This guy would like me to be without rage but the one deprived of her balance, my love for you and the world and the lord that raise.

 

 

Would you quit me, I d take back my horse and saddle and my terrain would double of grandiosity as there were no more sincere and dedicated than the love you provoked, that the love you, provided, you love me too.

 

 

Singing and play music even if not recording has this satisfaction or fulfilling the body thus experimenting directly the degree of how to did onto level of deployed perfectionability.

Mentor.

 

 

 

Nature in Roehampton in death parlor  corridor.

Binned green spaces in Roehampton’s university.

For the new comers, the enterprise ROOOO, ROOOOO UNI have been destroying the wild life biosphere, sole remaining fruit of the foregone millenaries. Beautiful admirable mentality for scholars houses supposed to  provide distinction and ability. Amiability. Malleability. Arability. Sustain. Don’t, don’t you dare talking about concepts of any quality.

What do you think about the slow but hachuring eradication of all green spaces in Roehampton university?

This university owes her m.a.g.ic (see.key.g.a.m) and music to her ponds, woods, games and poultry- no one is gonna suing me to name what nest in your plates.

It certainly does not own it for having scrapped human rights, arts, literature, philosophy, programs.

Look at what this bunch, those cattle (catered) of stake-holders made of this centuries-old heritage.

Would you know where they burrow, *pit at them on accountability row –at turn (attune). But don’t count (hope for) on that, we are the generation dropped-in, and the wall as inaccessible as bosses, patrons, citizens, teachers’ reliability. Do you think they would tell you, for fear of embarking in weeping nepotism level of vulgarity stories.

(Have you come across with a lot of places lie this (talking about the fauna and flora around, once upon a time linked to the London marsh center, centuries, notwithstanding they should be plenty fold?)

 

Soon the hens, ducks, geese and squirrels and all the fauna will have for space but the parking (as much as their counter-part free range, waiting for your paying command to be slit), to park what? Ponding over (revo      recover). Pond in French means hatch, are you student alive?

 

Are you taken on as customers (nice customs would think the CEO (board of direct-horrors/ores-or/aurora?-ney) who sold to “everyone knows” centuries of well-keeping), as students, or as on doll?

Dodo, dodo.

Ps1: there are boards from year 2004 vintage that explain to your kids how to recycle.

Also it’s time to understand the importance of it.

  • Could one avoid buying this disposable packaging (bags, cardboards, plastics, cups) that will be buried less quick than parents, siblings, and other generations of rubbishing spoiling education reduction. Recycling still pollutes.
  • When one does buy an item, could they put it in the right containers (and make complex, perplex arrangement, do some yards, not rubbish yard, but meters onto the designated pal place please.)
  • When one realizes that some of you leave their litter on the floors or on tables, it would be about wise to do communities services of you, before “who knows” tend (tend-or?) after your arse, hopefully well before the afters.

Ps2:  deer, don’t count on countryside for redeeming action; it is but deforestation, desertification, mud, slaughter houses and pesticide.

Fin de Partie.

 

And the every 6 month renewed (precarity? Analogy with WORK durability for your future employment doe dove   _ finality)

And the every 6 month renewed, buildings from the undergrounds. Talking about the buildings, the ones built with stones and metal-will meet all.

 

 

 

 

The mates played being attracted like that one could know and infro inform what the dangers were for the real dame. When she came the terrain was open, clear, quiet and acquiescing.

And on the first nod, don would be the squire, slaying.

 

 

Pig rryThe pig was an animal sacred to Set, god of chaos. Set took the form of a pig and blinded Horus then disappeared. Eventually Horus regained his sight. The eyes of Horus was thought to represent the sun and the moon, and the legend of the blinding of the god was an explanation of solar and lunar eclipses. Plutarch says that, once a year, pigs were sacrificed to the moon.

 

 

Dame.

Game. Couple.

 

 

In-volves.

Wolves.

 

 

M ag ic            age.

M us ic             use, in french moeurs

 

 

Endangered. In danger, read!

 

 

They say they are unequalable inegale it is in fact inequitable.

 

 

Je suis une undergrade de deux ans a paris 10 universite, deux ans que j ai suivi avec grand peine a mi temps, des etudes anglo americaines literature et civilization, je voulais travailler dans les droits de l home mais a l international après avoir quitte l ecole au plus bas des rangs, sans m elever dans l echelon travailleur, il ne faut pas avoir bon coeur.

J etais intimement persuade avoir vu votre nom, j avais trouve votre prenom assez idiosyncratique, idiotique, idiom? (Sausure, votre mama est bien mure, isn’t she, nait elle pas) et ayant beaucoup travaille personellement sur fin de partie pour etre une piece tres aise au niveau de la recherché de langue, mon esprit avait eu a loisir le temps de s arreter sur ce qu on pourrait appeler details (namely the authors name of becket’ s critics.

Je ne voulais pas verifier me disant que 2005 etait trop tot pour que je l ai vraiment enregister a l instance, l insistence de mon esprit qui me disait, vas y, vas y et que donc je devais halluciner mal a propos.

2003?? O.k.

C est fou ce que vous avez fait. Je veux dire la quantite de vos productions, en ce qui concerne la quantite je ne demande qu a voir pas a pas (ou pas?).

Mais c est bien plus que Prometheur, votre site son memoirs, si vous permettez je m occuperais de ca en tant que visiteuse, le long des annees au courant de ce que vous plait. Si vous deplait il vous faudrait plus qu un mouchoir cette fois, mais en douceur l ame est une estrange femme, etrange mais ange, mesange comme dirait Oscar. Une demande de cessation ira, irait, surtout, sur tout ne vous en faites pas.  Ne vous en faites plus jamais. Il n y a pas de jeu et nul enjeu que de vous voir a l’oeuvre de mon recueil, mais pas d ecueil je ne vous veux aucun mal, les fleurs sont celles de la revolution, et en chacun de nous doivent porter la flamme. Vous ecrivez, j ecris, au moins vous comprenez cette ben paitre, petre, pietre fantaisie. Mais ne me prenez pas pour une amie, je suis fidele, loyal et sans orgueil lorsqu il s agit de gens qui m ont donne recit, qui ont eut assez de courage pour etre bien appris. Et du courage vous nina, et c est pour ca que je vous demande encore et encore de ne point vous affoler, parce que du courage plus d un million de fois, de trop, vous en avez. Ne vous affolez donc pas, il se peut que je me trompe mais sous votre air assuree, penseur et chatoyant, j ai cru y voir le doute sur tous les gens. Et bien sur sur moi car je ne veux point bon votre candour, je ne suis en aucun cas un bon docteur, tout ce que je voudrais c est votre emoi, de vivre le Bonheur pour un instant ou deux ou trois, ou plus. Mais que voulez vous que je dise sans trop de presumption, c est ainsi que sera ma conclusion, arreter moi lorsque vous serez certain de votre choix. Je ne pourrais vous contredire, ne l oubliai pas, il pourrait etre grandiose d avoir un echange argumentaire pour tant de choses…mais la je d espere  de ne causer gain cause, close, avec mes mots, mes mots tout ce que j ai, de vous foutre la frousse alors que c est de votre frimousse dont je revais.

Je pense ne jamais vous satisfaire, donc ne vous meprenez pas je comprendrais votre froideur meme si de facon a ne pas completement dechirer mes feuilles d avant vous me proposiez une mi temps ou un point final, bon dieu faut il que je sois si morale.

Ne fait pas trop de rigolo, me dit ma conscience mere, tu te retrouverais en dessous zero, fut elle en fait la plus sincere.

Si je vous l envoyais comme cela ce serait bien peu compatissant, le combat j en fait ma voie, et ce sera en chantant. En chantant pour vois, pourvoi, pour vous, c est déjà, et cela ne changera, qu a vos ordres je l avoue.

Mon Coeur est dechire mais pas de votre faute, si vous avez un role, vous en avez un, mais c est ca justement ne tirez pas sur le machin. Ne vous en servez que si necessaire, il n a ete la que pour faire la guerre. L amour il ne vraiment connait, que conceptuellement il le sait il est demesure.

Ne vous avancez pas non plus, chacun de vos gestes son une promesse d un jour et la vie est un chemin ben court.

De toute facon pas de malaise, pour moi la vie continuera, je reprends mon cheval et aux champs d honneur plus vengeresse et aggressive que je n aurais, j irais gueuler que bien quand meme je fus enseigne pas l amour spirituel, et qu il n en fut pas de plus belle.

Enfin, voyons cela vendredi, après cela quoi qu il se passé, je sais ca parait plat, mais vous serez devenu mon plus beau pays, paix aisance, la grace naturelle de votre ouverture d esprit associe a votre hargne, arrogance, rage des plus cru.elle,  et le plus raffine de tout ce que j aurais pu imagine (rue.lle/ru), mais pas de pari, je ne veux pas me prendre une baffe dans la gueule la premiere fois que nous serons seule.

 

 

Surtout ne repondez pas, c est juste comme ca, c est un essai literally.

 

 

 

When I am up to feel as if we were touching each other, the first link, a connection, a search guiding, more a propulsion intense, the cannon 1 tense, too much too contain, I am aware of my violence now, it feels like exploding, it feels like dying. Because that won’t happen, and the pang was the one of my last believe in which I have always put my all other sacrifices. Love. Love I was a quasi sacred living for the without fault devotion to it I had brought. But I avow to my ghosts I used to say: “me, bring”. And what now I am your veal, a mount, an imbecile?

 

 

first of all sorry if my language is unclear i spent all evening bursting my hands (yes both) on my mouse, trying to visit internet venture, but the success of the forum concept, and its spontaneity as much as its references is gone.

The charm of internet is that even if it is blocked or finished they won’t tell you, you are just left in the maze, wondering like if it was the usual connection monotonous, mountainous, momentous failure.
it is not that i feel obliged to participate in but when i am a member if i may say i like leave mes chaines, mecene. The chiasm.

for friday there is apparently available the room next to the theology room. Last floor, near slavery, sexual exploitation exhibition, i am not saying it gives me nausea, our old job providing for it. It is worse, it is knowing I have to live this the knowing that I would have left it in state. i am not saying it gives me nor idea, our present job would forbid that.

anyhow it is better i quiet i am not of the latest lingerie. Lauder my hymn and humor seem cavalier let’s forget I mistake pompous and ‘pompier’.

 

 

It is lack? No tot, all what I want wah is to be left in peace. And what subsidiary concern, but the false consciousness one, might arise when my inner peace is this person I d like and can’t stop dreaming for my body floating, for my well reasoning, for my energy to agree to go with gladness not tom beau.

Non secure. Non-sequitur.

She would break my nech Anubis any and ter times she knows I dissert.

 

 

 

i tried to log on all night, some part, i could not access ‘sending message’ i thought i had been a bit impaired…

as i could reach other profiles, it was not frustration, it is because yours is certainly more consistent, loading for you, appetizing for me.

so this morning i can at my surprise still communicate, satisfaction ok, it would have been rougher to get between the gate, the toll, the poll of your array  . but i don’t know if it is secure to send the note i had to send yesterday.

 

 

 

 

 

I write like I speak, so I don’t write well. Without thinking, it abridges the bien séance, and permits some laudatory spells.

Like you might have noticed it wouldn’t be too much counternatural for me to try the marx emancipation story, so would it be possible for me in a two three weeks time to send it? To pop in? just for a brief, it is tapping that it would preserve.

Typing I have to tell you have to be practice the wrist put down on the keyboards, not moving at all, only the fingers finding their letters, typing like a secretary is vital when one is a writer, or not your hands and postures will show the strains. And am sure that at 80 it is still pleasurable, at least important steel and style to hold on shooting.

 

 

I spent my emotional self analyses thinking that if just before coming I was saying ‘wait’ it was the refusal of an more intense, blocked? Suffocating surge. But no, at least here it is come closer or as a matter of nakeder, needier fast ‘don’t go’.

 

 

You know I admit you have a talent for writing, especially adornement of it, the presentation, the fleur bleue en francais. Though I contacted you about this petition earlier this year, the fact that you talked about this project as it was a treasure whereas you did not that it was empty of the promises they put in the brochure.

If you were not, I contacted, I hailed you so many, my effort you see, these good few times to let you know, to make sure you and them were aware of it. You, though, persist into apologizing, editorializing that you knew was and was to be bigger and bigger descriptions of lie.

A gift is a gift, also I would warmly advise you to use it for the good, even more so as you want to work with children. I don’t say that literature are well under propaganda but if you want to keep on hiding the simpliest, the barest of truth and pinching reality, you would do less harm doing some novels and tales or whatever display than work for victims.

 

 

 

I should be happy, I have the glance, but true one if glance only onto a paradise of staying with you at least one litl bit.

How come I feel so sad, so deprived, so hopeless, I gain kilos after kilos every day that gangrene.

And realizing that this shock was so profund that after these two last months of questioning, insomnia, meditation, levitation, oh yes levitation when I think of love with ya, the upside down of all my body, the butterfly folding in two and come making me, my sex that is not wet but swollen everytime I don’t even think of that. The logics are for me, I am so tired that I should relax, I should sleep, I should do something else that thinking and constructing any time, but I am so exited. I ‘’ get sick If I don’t control and give myself a calm.

To realize being tired to life the relief of thinking there’s nothing from with me, above all when the question is being or not happy.

 

 

 

i gong on writing my vagueness as in my realm they are but shadow that i adore i don’t dispute merlin. but be them, not for you, my being classified in disability by unanimality claim. equanimity. as before the stress you keep your sang-froid, in front of my irrelevance, well let’s hope it won’t seize effray, effroy in french means icy. writing caused me so many shames, not that i ve never bought them really as writing is my lone compagn, campaign. but suspicion and poor so saddy pity. grave upside down situation though i ve tried, but you also, so now i really feel afro (les affres).

literaly please don’t answer.

To play an instrument or to play any tool.

For example the piano, like with a keyboard you don’t want to overused your and its cords.

Plus there is this tampon with which you get in touch at each of the degree on this micro profounder, this utterance, altering of speed, or spreading. The trick is to stop when the key will be too much in-dropped or when your fingers’tips will collapse through your flesh fragility? Not when your body might be harmed by the blow through which it has to seriously speak (the tapping of the music, typing, an hammer, all actions you do to promote respect, with force or with languor) to the I.d say through your veins receptivity, the body is so fine, able to receive and store and use its reception, don’t harm it, it is all passion that if they are harmed and without defense, our lives would vanish, our acts would perish, if we were not looking after the end of our cruise, the body, the boat containing all our doubts and believes, but don’t believe it is none, don’t think you could not kill your lover through the pain you let sojourn inside you or even welcome.

Let’s take this example, I am your piano as I know some of your ranges and partitions. And my sound will be else from habiting of being played by you.

When you tap the piano, the hammer you have to do it and stop its percussions at the exact moment where the blow will be resounding. Rebounding. And for that you must leave this space, this cushion, micro, micro again, between you and your tool as two distinct entity that symbiose in booming. Every exercise is permitted but don’t forget kant, with almighty present respect for every of our tips in the doing in the making for every single thing. Let’s not wait for peace as it is warring that preserve it. Doing harm for peace is the no sense that cost our abuse of the word ‘framing, farming’. In just producing more and worse. Every every are the key if oblivion to hell and its replete, replay.

As I know that your hands are for me, mind next day you might not come back as life is without mercy, she would have provided this feeling of someone addressing to me her energy of femme, of a woman and flame, and nonchalance. I won’t even fear of being a cuckoo, she would dump me first, better for you as this would be the blade, I am not blaming I won’t finish ducky (if anything [more about love, the wanting of dedication, you d be my male), or dying from an heart attack from spite caused, or cosy in a cell where every day of true sufferance and lassitude my head would implose, because today we are playful so without a doubt it is joyful but what when I ll believe in all your scene. Ok happiness everyday is also a bounty. I cannot enter ingot my mind that I am given happiness from who let his afloat as lively as the fishes’rights in the human’s beings’ very so much mourn, forlorn and though maybe thus conspicuously adored adorned company. Letting me doing my little lea sure; without the pen I would have been buried or let go to some crime, the lass is with conventions, it is for her social position I am shacking insane, love does not need a name. I don’t want nothing officially one would take my singlurality for putting your into their chains. I don’t want being their occasions, I want my love as secret as I could not describe it with all my reasons. Not that it is not saine but protect it could bring anyone to the verge of complicity of being bride, of being bribed onto the hell of everyone falsely sympatric leniency.

You even let me pulling face without nothing more than a rebuff, ok, where is the camera? Someone would like to see someone reactions’ facing meeting the dream of one’s life and being culled, throated or whatever near split, later still, static, for ever in glued by this taken space, by this horror of past, by this ghosty place, and on television. As television is about that, not about emotion, but about sensational? Do we still have sense? Mine are for you running, I find everything else boring. So let’s imagine if it was for nothing. Nothing? Yes, yes, coming back to what of the piano I want to be fairly treated, you tap, tap, it is your auto molesting, the punition no one knows you are doing that for vice. You stop molesting yourself or I will have a go at you. I could take you, I will take you, not in front of everybody, when we will be alone, each other in our home, don’t do it on purpose, the trick is not so easy. I ll take you and I ll spank you, a rape? Not a rape, it is you that you rape me, in assassination of what is now my body. I ll spank you till you say, no, no, but don’t device to wriggle out of my seizing because this time I am wrong of letting you doing that, but what do you wish me to do, there I am nothing more than your slave. I don’t mind my status but I ll warn you, if you go on like that believe it I will spank you, and if you do it on purpose  and onto betraying your hands and joints that deliver words and prose and your so lovely spicy rhythmic jolty sentences, this time won’t be friendly, free dently.

No human beings static, statistical  system is that more you prove you make up to values, even if they are pure and superb, even if they cool serve the very one that will impeach you, because there is the system. And only one to compensate would never protect another from all others that test and sack. That is the pack abuse of power and trigger happy, joy killing, pain motivator, is that they would ask the very person that you help to betray you in order not to have to accord themselves to some who suggest amelioration. Why not?

 

 

 

Speaking of rape because even if it is not sexual each time you hurt yourself it is a slap at love, and the same fate for your (or any of your) mistresses.

 

 

I know now what the deal with having met love in this life, solstice parcel, it is to ceremonialized each minute to be granted to find you back and again.

Perhaps sex is to taste in making love that the body might project beyond itself, into the rendering of its inner cry, the breathing that on another uni.verse happens and lands. Versatility in that wherever the recognition of you would be plain, as body keeps on going until grace open ajar the room she wants me to groom. As grace is bold, this place, only this garden where you talked to me last time, has become my warden, as I like passing by knowing we were there. This symbol inside its data could bring any creature meta, supra.

And here not talking about anything more than upholding the believe and acclaiming of one bright future. A life whatever she would be, a bird, a pond, a tree, at reed, in a row, but one that loves me.

 

 

 

Making love into feeling that from it, it can bring apart this hall body in other sphere where in finding its trace, and you attach to other verity. This woman who just equalized me with my past, it is here, the memories they, the pages, the book, my soul necessity carries me up to those. To tinkle into fathoming more would be unelegant, I cannot ask much more, I don’t deserve it till you could perhaps love, really love my writings […] don’t tell me you love it, it is on you that have to be my owls, my battles, my gathering.

This woman, ‘you’, it is just a code, one can use code even in legitimated adventure, because if not the other will become nightmares, stealing my happiness and I d advent to Lucifer, you con’t understand you owe that to your chair. You already said on purpose to much, say nothing on purpose, plus me I am like a miscreant obliged to hide my physical love, as it would be an insult to love not you, but your level I am not on. Even if one thinks that I am of your age, your tone, your philosophy, it is not sufficient to justify it, as this latter could be so different but we could be falling as we do, all the same, as atypical, not like us that I would qualified more as harmonic (armour). To prove legitimacy in this it is ok we don’t do bad, we follow the life’s charms and it is true stricking plan, but stricking for me and you as long as I serve right. The others, their opinions, I don’t give a-shit-don’t get me the blame. I don’t need them to know as there is only one truth for the ones that don’t suit my confiding aim: love as a generic. To give oneself is a treasure, I am ready to serve my people, ready to serve the patrimony, my people are animals at the same height that the bunch human stereotypisation of the worthy. And not nigh. Neigh.

If  we d say we are alike it is that justifies our want for reunion even if we breach formal barriers of contention, and that we might pull each other out of disdain It d encourage ‘race’, just marry when you think and you akamcan prove the same.  I d like to think that you could have chosen me even if I was not writing, even if I could do nothing in a better fashion that loving you, bar from probing and proving it.

 

Because there is another stuff, I am not saying I know morale things and above all how to permit them as weal (I type this one in mistyping and wanting to know about its definition, as each infineat times I check double entendre of intelligence responds always well, and it is about ye glee) as surviving for it to be under and prompting standing, there I can say if only we were freer, but freer in this sense is so dangerous, as even when you fight for the groups’ rights or for the rights you will be providing for another person, there are resenments if everything is fine all other the place, so what when you fight for you own serin.

I don’t want to bother you, I can appreciate that I am at two fingers to pass as a control freak, but if your announcement provokes you into dilemma between your job and fate, fraternity could disappoint you as if we don’t create it from a point where we don’t have to fear the lack of it, then I d be a fail, and I don’t want you without your army unless it is you that decide it so. As i don’t want to have to undergo my first trial reduce to ‘it is like saying inside the first statement, mais cela ne durera pas’, I love you, but life will have that. One cancelebrate liberty, it is so admirable, I am liberate from that, liberator? Take it. but for me to know it is largely sufficient, it be at others to see it in one glance, why give them the reassurance of the rewards we have of at last observing someone s.omo.ene that accepts to hear clearer.

I don’t want to sound friendly it is not your friendship I want [I mean I want it all] [I ll have to read it, rewrite it twice, not too much for the style but am a curty girl, and this was my though luck, and I would bring a message only at the measure of my anguish not at the image of what I d like to be, I d thrive for it-but ok too easy to accuse my illiteracy] , because I have the feeling that our close-up is tolerated –toll rate- only under this perspective.

I don’t mind them, I d rather being ot nothing, my work on fine influence out of any danger for you I ll try to exert. Them, they are these guys that talk about rights the day long to betray their matters at the first announcers. I don’t care they know about, in my heart your willingness, the acceptance you shown, is entirely mine.

Twice/th rice.

 

It is on that, I don’t agree on that, people come to see a for example a book review, they don’t come to see a couple that tell their love.

Because we have on this occasion to serve the subject as subject of the idea around which people came to agree.

I feel like if I was ranting on quick sand. Am not against what you do, but this fucked little village

I don’t even know if I agree with that but I agree to that cos id on’t want to lose you. Id on’t want people busy in gossiping story , all the same more and more when they get a power on your pro situation.

Me l always knew that if I had to find my exact match it would when in working. I hate this society to separate the sphere it is like that one builds limpy fascist fishiest empire. But it is more vicious, because all is so bad that you think even if one cannot find the dream of its dream made one’s spouse, well at least we would have proved our distanciation from slow poise parry prying, slippery flirtation that won’t be so functional at work. I insist as you won’t believe me, you think I am negative, and if that doesn’t happen ok I am enrolled for your account on slavery every end of semen. Don’t bet too as I will happen to want you free from me, from them. Don’t bet on any one side, if I am crude they are so silly, you see don’t be fooled into thinking of true affection here, I speak like a mummy. If you ask me I would like you to have nothing to do with anybody, so don’t ask me on technical issues.

 

It is like a dream where us think I cannot believe I meet the woman, in my case it is i cannot believe I met a woman, as I don’t think I had met such species, for me you are the first the last one; but how impress who deserves my manness. Not in the sense of the other did not be; but as they were, not for me. And anyhow I fuck the others as what she does I d never thought that possible, I am in trance, asking reality. You are real, you are concret, you are intervening, you are acting, I am not to this responding, but my god as my hopes and schemes will have to let time for me to refer to you as a me being possible joyce.  As if my good is you, I could become lavishingly funny, not being gallantly prepared into insuring wars, troubles, without apoplexy. I don’t want to arrive without the love you d like to share. To be your simpleton, your connote not note reach easy. Don’t spend time at all on the spuns, half of them are from sheer slip of the tongue or hand or spirit, that write wrong but I keep them as half time too they peruse better than I do. To rev““`er, (you see these bees, they came as I fall souvereign on my prose, as souvenir of the time spent, it is by the love of, for the beautiful, as it proves without any failure that it will all rules above even if to follow made us doubtful, not of it, but of our credibility in front of the robotisation of capitalism galvanity upon catalysation for calysm, hypo, hyper, trophy, no, no, appaud in french whistle for imitating animals cry. Apo calysm. How could I care for someone and for posterity?

Think that the jealous would call crazy, childish that I name uselessly dangerous. Don’t jump on my throat, don’t jugular me, I said useless as I d guessed, as I have IN my mind that you d say useful.

The prob is the same, more than math honey, I was wondering if you were liking math, like almost the same than philosophy. Without math I can live.

Without philosophy too but it would be to be happy, to be together without any duties, but we have to survive even inside this society that could be wanking seeing us rather dying, humanity is clear a lot of times has pet preferred ominous than obsessing into obsequious to genocide, pauperization lining of integrality, wee have to stay for the others, they , the state and societal stamina system, vampirising the life energy, the philo the uncovering of its laws when for background they suffer or hatch on human beings’ patch. To go on for the others that are imprisoned if there is one drop one can do, included the drop we could have leaked out of the vampires of freedom. Vampire I am one, they are too revolting, the suppressed too many fair riots, they would do of me, of you, I d lick, I d drink, I d rejoice hem/oglo.b.in, like they did to the north of france the north was less rich also the women from there had this reputation of being prostitutes entailed of their social exchequer.

 

 

 

I thought you were about to cry of not understanding that of your vanishing at any time in the cosmos I d rather die now (it is rational: there is no precedent, and god knows we don’t need more than one star to bring to a planet its full revolution, fallacy galaxy, after this axe my love I will have to gale, tumble and whoever tak’e in it, to find you again, how can I thank god, the masters, for this?) for me to consciously at the ambush waiting, wanna with the world for, of, intenting. Fastidiously bring onto one dimension the one that makes me complete of living for somebody that makes my life, an after life reconstituting therefore appeasing (appease, happy). With ease: could know any black holes if one is certain that they convey to one’s own berry.

Refolding, recessing, all in joyce if I can be happy, at the side, no need to be step by step, but always in this zone where every liberty she can take and throwing them at, like she permits (and on your indication and counter indication I d be set) to feel I can act as hers. I won’t use “will” this one my hen, my neh, is for your courtesy. It would not be, it is not obfuscating it is only but you that on or off the stag I find amusing.

 

 

 

What if the world were spiritually directed (through our convictions, superstitions, believes, credo, but I talk about the internal ones this time, I talk about this subconscience or supra conscience, about our inner debates, what some called invention [in french vent is the wind]) by homo sapiens, sapiens, sapiens, sapiens, looking after us but like us and our baby, only super.ficially. ficially, filially, fils = son, or maybe just fiction.

N

 

My sexual phantasm, the one that tooled me into not going manness? Madness about not having found a porter (no, no if anyghost it d be the one of a life in which I see bonheur to blossom) yet, because when I realized that with the woman I wooed this former would be impossible or the stumbling piece of all edification.

For me making true love, is to be allowed to stop if it becomes urgent to do some writing. I would not be jealous of her laptop, of yours I told you it s a code, as still in the act I would make user sure that her body is covered, that we keep the warm for the next pamphlet of the scissors in arms; or for the possibilities of calming down your trend to satisfy erotic desire, when just not permit it there is no harm. It is the problem with hyper sensitivity, I don’t know I cannot talk about that I suffer from the opposite, like people that have the perception, ok for the perception one but linked with the senses of localizing people and knowing what they are about, having the mien of hovering in all composure maintained (I don’t know I haven’t repaired every bit of the scene, mata hari). Be it that I am the prey, before driving everybody else hysterical onto a plague on us party.

But to calm it down I would be in your span, that this time no one confound camaraderies, family, affection and sexuality, before I don’t need to see them from fat rat far, only a snif a hint of some heat, and my pleasure, great god I am too weak, in culling these somebody that dare attent at your virginity. Ours I d say as I am not talking about a state, but if touched only by your female, the hollow upon our sex we will have secretly preserved? No, have proliferated. Pro leaves air. No too ugly. Yes, no breathing is pollution, to think we have to say that their policy are ridiculously lethal, without saying lethat, without demanding intervention, what are we, food for the di-able.

 

Look I have to stop strongly into no more story, you are my succor, I cannot be so honest onto unleashing all my frenzy. God if I fail now, pardon, pardon me.

 

Hey, you don’t hood grudge about my note above, it is just to feel in control.

 

To have a roof, to have food, and the stuff to keep healthy, and enough to propagate one’s words. And I thought thank you god to bestow with all this, I am able to get stronger, to get my routine onto stab-ilizing suffering, deception, betrayal, loss, contention into a momentum of personal freedom, I am my woman, I already experimented what love could have been if she had picked me up out of ignorance and hypocrisy. She did not it is just I was not hers, it is what love from others will have to reveal after. As I knew that I was endowed with the reage (reenacting of what condemned or could have further ruined it). I mean I was weaponed enough to live and eat plenty.

But how will I be able to thank life if I have got health and wife?

 

 

 

 

I will have to never forget that the word ‘rights’ is new for me, and that before hearing of it I thought that was normal constant misery. Whence what fight is for, education, for truth are the g.ate.

 

 

 

Don’t make the mistake of looking at me as a harmless love. Because you are right in thinking that I would rather the cord rather than causing you distress, unhappiness, violence. But the trap here is that when your being reassured by my personage finally debonair you could be harmed by dating me only, as the others could at every of their level, in any place, despising you, your work, your tone, your project, your hope, your fair and fairplay stares for being with diky. Not for being with me, I now it is secondary, but how many would not hesitate into demining, demeaning power to hold at least, this little in.expensive (at least a justice, nuts? Naughty, naïf, nature is there to tutor) tremens, the turbulence of their gesticulating unpossibly satisfied jealousy? As envy is not enough you ve got to work with it, and not for destruction but these I ll leave thinking of possession by you I d like to be.

I posted you already but I don’t know if you have read, I have a personal story in which I have been thanked of the most cutely manner after having had not an affair but after having found so many affinities with another militant that we were wondering openly whether or not we could form a couple.

A couple yes, not a family, in the sense our association could not have been fulfilled, our actions and activities were too distant. But I mean for that and after looking cheerful otherwise they have banned me, fired, as gently as they were making it appear to s-hound. Work is about cutting large between and amidst of life, happiness, spiritual, alliance, pleasure, meaning, purity. They won’t let you have this speaking about haven, we ain’t the patron. Money can buy this, people performing in perjury, hiding to the ruler what could or would like so dearly be, their true mischief binge. If they are paid they pretend doing on you no sheer (chair, flesh) vicious misdeed, when they are not, don’t think I misjudge, I know that economical monsters acclaim prostitution and “”avenge”” the lost love for whom kept a thought only, the one about currency. I say kept because who want to kill for something else than last recourse of defense, can not use tense present.

Please, please don’t react it is the last time I ll be writing on that.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Signs, spears of superstition inoculating reality, are taken to redress an unbalance we can incessantly admit, but being to acrid, sour and acid about revelation of our own loose mission that we won’t readily go ingot inspecting on how much force and strength we have spoilt during our effects, affect on our tour of false and true, missed and spotted apathy, accalmy, galeous strained, stress of celebrity, as reputation inform on how we are supposed to lead the life that in fact is seen by yes by us like a unit granted, such perversion to think of own grandour while thinking so petty. Strength is about that taking the energy as an offering, suddenly at the round about of thinking ready to converge and give so other grounds to further ceremony, namely other plots not to exploit but live like smally, live in crying and calling for one, to render to purity, one’s souls too sustainably stained from having said, my claim is those of superiority.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Humanhood.

Animalhood.

Hood, an aparat. A personhood to the two. Don’t degroup or if not ware, wear, hare and Pandora.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The tribal stuff of ablation, circumcition, scarring, or more globally let people doing tasks that will create disabilities, let not forget that every of us belong to a tribe, now in sociology people are said to be mostly inside the zone of influences of diverse groups, groups that can be compared to the tribes systems story.

Is a mean of saying we don’t accept you as human being, also you will have to be cut into the hope of obtaining acceptation.

Acceptation as a human being?

Acceptation as one of called servants of others.

Of other human beings?

Then human being describe themselves as horrors.

What kind of crimes is that?

None, if for the sake of the skies and land that nourish you and our selves, your soul, you don’t make up for it, and stop the ablation.

 

 

I hate people keeping you far from me, but at the shadows of my anger you are my treasure and perhaps it is solitude (the fact that we were in this position of taking the time to operate on their messy simplistic shutting up order) that render us what we are for each other. We were lovers in the making, as two jugglers at bay.

 

 

Elle sera le massacre duc ciel. She will have you through you r sking, she will nick you violently, she will have as her husband, she will reign over me, as she is called power, the rhyme of good humor in french the Bonheur, the good hour, is in fact more than happy, as in enchase happy comes from happer, eating or avoid.

 

 

i understand people don’t want to just open it, if ti was possible i could clean them or whatever to prove my respect to the place.  it is not out of frivolity of having access of someplace i don’t truly need and therefore keep tidy.

 

 

Each time I check this site, I experience micro heart attack. I am becoming tougher though as having found a woman, so blond jesus, that allowed me to do this, it is a indefinite submission I can put on without fearing much affliction, even if she would slay me, I know it would be from someone of my own family-so at least she d underlay my progeny. And then I could go and bring back some other game. Come back as discretly as a mouse, as butther, I don’t want to get involve with any, and a luck she does not like the police, because the mouse, would come back every spring with her body of revised work and joltery, at the door mat, imploring for her second, and this on and in, onto, towards, and the reach her aim not goal, to have you as I am a soldier in need of her trouper. I forgot the hierarchy the army (are my) are a block and a think thank as well if its navy sailor are on the same, and that is possible when we fight for the background of the pick, pin, pig nic where there is no food but philosophic. The time you log your message are this month always Greenwich time + 3 minutes, also I wanted to check if it was the same  throughout your site, and I opened oct 2005, 14 oct, I firstly thought it is a scorpio, like the former, it is so much liberation to called her an ex, but it boomerangs so humiliating if I imagine the day when I am all alone, a gain? Again To crucifixion certifications- I ve just spouted that, don’t you think a bit crazy, if not pathologically sentimental and parallelly cruel that Jee  (git in french = RIPe) came to be put down along miles and miles of tortcultures and that none of its allies or his family moved nothing of their desincarnatised (incarnate, carnal, carnage) body to stipulate that its cruci-al fixion was wrong. As would have he a lover, this one would have finally in front of no choice, at the crossroads of all balance, had to kill, to try and stop, it is your master, it is your framed, it is your blood, you give your lives for his- and parabolicaly, biblically? Well no apparently, bole like curb, or curved with dysentery [a disease transmitted only by a specific kind of contact][iv] (center sentinel) (discenter like the cross) the food will become our cancer, we don’t need no moored image, the shit we eat, a pandemic plague about which we could do one deed indeed to cry for mercy, nature, nature, I ll protect you till I did (I do simply it is thanks to you all my, my? All) I should have , like ball even halfy, you enter in bowing to save him and in a gesture the rest that are susceptible to die this way- the rest of the animals, provisionally the whole humanity.

But I have to think now, what would I do knowing I would have to quit life into sauvegarding. Life who at my eyes is suddenly true for having this other souls I speak the all day to. Two months before I would insult everyone for not stepping in and save the savoir, but now I met someone who looks after me, my case, has my crypt become empty?

Soylent (soybean + lentil) may refer to:

 

Here the bible is slantly descriptive but morale, waiting for assumptions.

I can hear them from here and now playing the social soic of we are for him, it is disgusting, and pia, pia, paix, in doing nothing that a church spermy and ovulary as the Vatican, or other soup.rim, the try try tru;pmp of satan, giving money a religious term. And babay dishrag diarrhea  bored into insulting everybody into but condomisation.

 

 

The most excrutiating image of the pieta, for me the deliverance is since life is a combat, but combat that shoud be wieldering it is when one is looking after the other and take their whole person out of the field when it d become to be too much of ceremony, when instead of being reinforcing and travels I d be pain and destruction. The ceremony not grave from its courage but for its identification to the victims’ misery, this trick lasting the time of the drugs, one day you face irreversibility. And you are not into the process no more with this highness of being in the position of intervening, thinking, poising, weighting and finally saving the bait. But you are no more than the food, but no more a sacrifice or a martyr, you are the willing that can not (connote) transform horrors into resilience, you are

 

 

Don’t pity me when you can underspy or trigger that I hate my body, because it is a not good expression for putting down it. It suffered also ok if I accept these episods it is something else to bear others’ opinion, but there is this reality is that if my vehicule suffered it is real that it was not always my fault but how many times I put it through hell caused by my own neglection, the decay under my jurisdiction.

Vection.

 

 

 

The humans little secrets and it is why they spend to much time in self congratualation, and salvation from introspection and facing true responsibility it is that they are no genius they are only a brain that transcripts what nature says, transcripts and obeys.

Obeys but not everytime as when one is dung enough to see its parasitism growing out of that its counter power did not make it due to the fact that humanity is in total misery

 

 

You won’t abuse him, as he is your son, also you can test him as long as it is not damaging and because whatever  its reaction would be he is your dearest and so will it be. It is in this sense that testes are permitted.

 

 

 

I realize than being a vegan I could become tree, it should be my closest, but you and your avatars, of my divinities, before me knowing, as a genuine alignment how to do to nourish without having to kill the veteran vegetation.

 

 

 

 

 

but a bit of the 1st p. ain’t checked. i am asking question upon time and my own potential for intervention real lie.

i will have to think back on this old remark that monodeist religion are in fact polydeist religion as if they were claiming that there d be one god, human would not be at the center of their pity.

even if a tormented bliss you are here ni, to recall presto that human are an end in themselves and that we can do it indefinitely, that this would be saine. stainless i would say, satisfaction of the saints if we d do this in respecting every life the same in one and all praising.

 

 

You think that my sexual appraisal is vulgar, but you don’t keep in mind that you are the provider, so I describe but you are more welcome to say, blimey no.

As long as you seriously get were my pangs go.

Pants.

 

Scorpio the sing of auto destruction, better for us to have the scales.

 

 

 

 

 

The picture, who is behind you, taking it, the one of wilde, and the one where i can see that your shoulders are of an oblong sha.ping.

Don’t react like that at all, it is a question, therefore intelligentsia, intelligen.tism.

 

 

 

regarde la perle egaree, pour moi jamais d aussi signes a propos  chez quelques autres autheur je ne cauchemarderais de trouver.c est juste qu ell s interresse aux memes choses elle est l expression pour moi de la liberte.

 

 

When I was talking about crying

About the humiliation in front of death.

The tigher. Tiger

Masturbation might have been not always recommended because one has to find techniques, and therefore think about ways of bursting while having the other do or make the same but these gestures, stances, positions, concentrations are of course the fruit of deep concentration are bursting implies not hurting, and ask poise, mien and greatest empathy.

 

 

 

Every child will ask how come religious education is so cruel. They answer you don’t understand god, but the more pragmatic is that we are bad guys.

 

I am happy I ma terribly happy, I did not know secure happiness, but in fact I am more than happy. Still id does mean that it was written, you here was long said. What’s happiness, and fatuity?

 

 

 

 

My disability is on having to think about detail of singiiings, aping, signs, words in use, gestures I have perceived, whether I watched, or saw them or not, every comments, every reflexion, stock for this purose thoughts ignition.

It is my disabilities of having not found yest a system that would not be a sty. To engage in the listening to one’s instincts according to the principles of not harming or self-harming, while producing enough to bring food and roof to me and up to the level of another who wants have enough to yet live within communities. To listen to one’s mountainous mind one has tod econnect, to perfect life style in correlation with the beliefs one has to enquiry; to serve the latter with the lattés’ former findings.

To always have enough for me, and more if needed, but it is that the keys of liberation of oneself’s from constraints, beating the omni money but not just, also the ‘oblivion obi old obligation’ that societies put info free fraudulent forms of pseudo politeness of integration, or intermigration into condolences for those that suffer no liberty, no justice, no pardon. The societies that want us to communicate by behaviors, code of conducts and themes a way that absolve itself and the ones running it towards deshumanization. I don’t want to have to ceremonialize all day thanking for that, thanking the mechanisms for permiting me to eat, sleep and dream. To smile and bow, convene and give up on all this little things, from market law to safe and security regulations as justification for insane spiritual and understanding, laissez faire withdraw. OOOff them to be sure to hold my chains and the lock and the bullet that I put myself inside at the wars lords requests.

For lords-rol-disgusting bastards that don’t do(n) that for nay body (obey) but corruption mistresses and corruption goddesses.

Free of any loans I ll always be able to have ways for keeping myself ok, as long as I am not assassinated, and that is my pride of being a human, still, in these societies in which I could all the same to try and live my dream. And hers? But hers is hers, as long as she would not like me to watch, always circumspect. On her assignment? My duties, praying god there would be one and one another if I fail the first given. In or, in row, up to autumn when my life in parks won’t follow, she likes the humans I dislike them to forget that they are dope falling drop and that it is with this humility that should behave humanity informed by the big world. To live serving these mechanisms as little as possible and analyzing them to speak about true regales rules, it is of my energy that I am the devote, such as become this year and all year motto.

My experience is that you cannot change nothing while working directly for them, the settled, even the tiniest things, even if you endorse the all staff and stuff, the rules of precedent, people fear set up disagreement. I leave you mistress, I ll never manage to write the due one.

Facebook works only half of the time, at least, it drove me no more up to eating trees- discerning that compared to climbing them it spares me time.

 

 

 

Boredom conducts excitation and thus prompt us to opt for our right opgion, even if it takes sacrifice we did not know to be able of before comprehending lassitude as an appeal for another form, a life that has been growing out of its ancient marks or back to the roots forgotten by the flax of forced modernity’s pejorative to old sanctuaries and their indisputable wisdom, proof is people does not want to diescuss, they provide you with a paper, a contract, and run for their burrow, they are possessing by having through their working and living conditions to poison out of reason and suckstability in depression eco, bio, take yourself we gonna value zero..

 

Goddesses.

Deesse.

Essen = be. And de again bi.

 

 

To say only half way, in muttering, but hypocrisy is much more than it seems, as if you were to do the comments openly you would be a paria, if you would redeem what everybody agrees as being moral you would be put in jail, and if you started to say but everybody knows it but do nothing that pchy, pcy, py, only grumbling or thinking that they would not be dreaming of doing even if they know it would be fairer, how much obscene, you are the maudit = damned, race human.

Maudit = mot + say=  word said.

 

 

I d like to touch you all the time. But even if I had this playful when not healing opportunities I should not doing it, as I would have to contrieved manners with which I upgrade better. Touching your every part of body needing but to stop if not I d loose this possibility for physical exchange able to improve physical health, I would become your fly, pain in the neck, doing over your aura superficial scene of devotion. But it is in touching you with my surface, my mind or my dream that I can comtemplate and finally do what could be saving you, and me from not living compare with another buddy.

 

 

I think of my little diestreess even if some were unjust, annd so    but the only really woe were this love unknown too far from me. The one that would make you climb mountains through rather die falling in cliff hanging than stay without your trace.

For you at turn the whole gests, the entire possibility assign love the almighty ogress.

 

 

You the owl

You the siamesee

 

 

 

 

 

 

I love you so mad, I don’t know what I am gonna become.

 

 

She is thinking of her late husband, reknotting with their past plays, from which she has cut her reminescences incessing, (h)as their love and her burst of rage were the melody in the background always in say and sail (say-sail-sales, brutish brith, brief brevet (broth) is no worry, breathe could be). And now she cans weight their gestures, she blesses him even if in french blesses means hurted. So where are he now, he die, but what resurrection could be plural, thought she knows that when she finds new moon light to her lover, wherever he nests, his eyes will spark with fervor. Freudian, galantery for the people using concepts and wordy, fervor, value, ‘fer’ as iron, ire-on, the state of the art technology, the one we start cutting the totems up to the atmos atoms only, utterly though asking what the other souls would think to see the promethean human, profane, abusing matters.

Protean.

 

 

To be able to approach without a noise, when your life in in suspens of conquering the territories as the others will be a threat to one’s due integrity. It is where acts inner pacification and the right of self defense.

No more need to breath by the nose but the air is for your transporting up to the boiling blood stream of yours to the one you will have to cold. It is not tremours but infinitely inflicted injust out of cruelty sufferances that come to an end.

 

Tko manage the reappraisal philosophic that came uupon our knowing, not that it swas not before but to complete it I needed such a femak, female, foe, or my male whatever is upon you, it is the first time of my fucking life I could desire two. Never wanted a male for political and therefore my ability at involving myself emotionnaly, you my Lolita, everything you else want you might be, name it.

It is this the symbol of the vieux beaux, to possess feminity as one wants itself to be. Well you are so that I would take virility parallel, because you’d ail if I did not accept what comes from an entire being naturally. Because I don’t need to make concessions, you are you and all your forces, my sole inspirations, my sole will into condescending to speak to another of this species of stupid.

Stupid I am but I don’t need revelations to learn again or to purvey to an ultimate appreciation on human misery and its moral facilities no cleaner than W.C public and completed in the compulsorily  obligation of being ‘short, brutish and nasty’

 

Tko manage the reappraisal philosophic that came uupon our knowing, not that it swas not before but to complete it I needed such a femak, female, foe, or my male whatever is upon you, it is the first time of my fucking life I could desire two. Never wanted a male for political and therefore my ability at involving myself emotionnaly, you my Lolita, everything you else want you might be, name it.

It is this the symbol of the vieux beaux, to possess feminity as one wants itself to be. Well you are so that I would take virility parallel, because you’d ail if I did not accept what comes from an entire being naturally. Because I don’t need to make concessions, you are you and all your forces, my sole inspirations, my sole will into condescending to speak to another of this species of stupid.

Stupid I am but I don’t need revelations to learn again or to purvey to an ultimate appreciation on human misery and its moral facilities no cleaner than W.C public and completed in the compulsorily  obligation of being ‘short, brutish and nasty’

 

Tko manage the reappraisal philosophic that came uupon our knowing, not that it swas not before but to complete it I needed such a femak

I ll tell you how I make myself able to praise each day, not each minute as you will have to excuse the fact that I am a weak kaewe,well it is the support I found only because that maybe you could accept it. Whatever the tie and time it would take I would patiently write, analyse, restore myself in less mistake in the hope of your saying peut-etre eter. e ter. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Makin love a come to a age.

But how, with who and what? Which creature will procede into procreate, one has to find one’s soul and operate.

 

 

 

Tko manage the reappraisal philosophic that came uupon our knowing, not that it swas not before but to complete it I needed such a femak, female, foe, or my male whatever is upon you, it is the first time of my fucking life I could desire two. Never wanted a male for political and therefore my ability at involving myself emotionnaly, you my Lolita, everything you else want you might be, name it.

It is this the symbol of the vieux beaux, to possess feminity as one wants itself to be. Well you are so that I would take virility parallel, because you’d ail if I did not accept what comes from an entire being naturally. Because I don’t need to make concessions, you are you and all your forces, my sole inspirations, my sole will into condescending to speak to another of this species of stupid.

Stupid I am but I don’t need revelations to learn again or to purvey to an ultimate appreciation on human misery and its moral facilities no cleaner than W.C public and completed in the compulsorily  obligation of being ‘short, brutish and nasty’

 

 

 

And the every 6 month renewed, buildings from the undergrounds, building the underworlds.

 

 

People if not sadicist  believed in liberalism as provider of freedom, what about capitallisation purveyor of prisons.

 

 

I ia(m)

Ia = ya.                 A ‘I’

 

Am-matter. Maître maternel, naut, nurture, nature, mature.

 

 

I am used to have work only the same eye e = an eye y = an noise e = eye oz. oz = ose = dare

Always the same, I think that there is something like one directing and one following in the vision ‘pseudo automatic play’

Use the other one as a directive and not as the inactive followers and vision, different, colder, hotter, dividing info the different way, as one will train developing Ambidextry for more balance and nimblelity.

 

 

 

Someone playing the chess in life pantomime pant on nil me because they are math mentally, should, sould, souldering? Looking for a hot, a shot a haut (haut in French for heigh) place?

 

 

The most (nostra, de-monstrate) horrible stuff is not absolute, the most horrible stuff is when there is a way for improving a condition whatever it is and that instead of being helping, agreeing, or just letting that being done, people and mechanisms crushed the effort to development, in claustrophobia of what? Maybe ruining the reigning ringing the effort at expensing all over the planet could have been providential? –relative?

Elle est trop aggressive, mon coeuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuur la photo que tu prends pour te representer literairement.

I imagine you like my mum so upset by me watching tv the day long.

I don’t put it on no more, but from you I could have to hide from being caught when my pseudo poetry buuuuuuuuuuuut my full fell fela fledged dream is helplessly too long. Like with my teve reve, treve, your image inprint without halting. ‘Come under arrest’.

 

Once I thanked god, how to thank you. The rest in my box.

 Unless I quit my skin, but I am garou (in fact I whither from not becoming true) not gouru, of course I ll read every one of your line.

But I, tales won’t protect me from the intellectuals, how could I forget jealousy without seeing you gone?

And on this day, for get more hormones to translform at last and not in an universal njun.

You know I speak like that as I trust the guaranteeing of the fables saying that its lovers, let alone its wife, are protected from its vengeance on horrors, because if not, mind I could be of another nature, all that I ask was my spouse and marry the nature, but if I had to choose I d choose the former as I would relink with my animals from the most barraen, and get their harrassor complaints after complaints, but I am the devil warning of actions that I have still to replete. It was just to say, you are my orbit.

I would not throw curtesy, because it is the link to good manners that stipulate at every of the hours that one cannot be absolute, as the absolute would have themselves, heel, hell, paradise, and travel dissolute on whatever unknown from which we cannot pin what the scores were in our res-trained lot.

“the lat last will be the first”  in this another world where the spirit see what, where the controls are, in no room we’d dbeen.

If I am a honest w- ? I hoe so, or I d rather myself under and I d bring up fork, and spade, bucket to get rid of my fur, as I love you too for being this discreet of hanging to no one for duties to average a better planet.

I don’t know how to explain, I am not playing it plain, I am not trying to take you in an endlessness ghost story or gothic promise, I just believe profoundly in the my.sic, mystic.

Of multiplicity of psyche, in greed greek heroicall storey.

 

To have been the first daughter of one’s grandfather.

To have been brought up by a guy of 64 from the day you started. It idid not last long? Every day I am followed and not by his tomb (tomb = fall not fail)

 

 

I did

Id id.

Idea.

Ahead, I

I dae, I-dea, dead??

Dea, deus. Zeus.

Deity.

 

 

Tomb, tome, timber.

 

Most (nostra, de-monstrate)

 

Hide (die)

 

Put it

Petit.

 

 

Whereas, wheresas.

Verso.

 

 

When in my mind come again the moment when I could approach your by your elbow, the plat, plan, palm,.  your jaws, ears, hairline, neck, a profile hiding mine  and your anger and your courage and your courou that could cut, lash, crack, rip this advance not as much as my proper personality, the confidence, the pleasure of belief side of it.

And when I think one split of a second that you would let me to you, irreversibly the same feeling of my belly, the lower one, just in so much fire and tremors that I have to kiss you before my being faint.

 

 

Joue for cheek in French, heck, hour jour = open

Jour = open in French. As in no bone

la paume(home) for palm.

Jour,    rouj, rouge,   the nascent or finishing journey, trip.   Jour, day.

Na-scent.

 

 

I coud,

Coude                      elbow in French.

Could, louc, look.

Luke,=  light.

Kul,          cool or cull.

Cul = buttocks in French.

 

 

 

If you ask me if I want yo in my life, I’ d put myself in a corner and push the wall. I am stiffening but my time to make some air, as much as you need. And it is a good veins, because I am not that strong but perseverance oui. Oui-dire= Wee-say about the hay = staple. On our reputation because bothering without I would not be, I’ d be so simple, simply foolowing you wherever you went, but order prevent to bring one’s dog on every occasion, unless you would prefer me to guard in front of the mason, I meant for your career, not other fouru, forbery, forgery, function. I dress myself in tears, but if I was a dog I would know for what for you for who one expires.

You see simple finally tell me I am a cuckoo and I would never come back you don’t need to attack, don’t forget to kill me as soon as possible, I could give another shoot at this living shortly. Oh yes so shortly that I would be ready, like this centenaries time to jump on anyone, an d I would stop revealing how much my belle still possesses what she brings, love for there and here velocile beauty. Vector, it is why love on earth teaches love eternal, to lie down at your feet, the face against the soil, and dislodging the forces that would tell me ignoble. Ignoble of you to depart of what brought you the highest, the mighest, the strongest of lives’ point.

A when I said cheat on me, I was not talking factually.

It is my song burnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnt in case I had to quit till another birth in another place, in another time, in another life, and if I don’t remember it without having to check and (s)laugh everybody. I don’t mean I would kill anyone because it is just that I would have to avoid and make a contour without returning, orphic or rather Eurydice winter, winner this time.

Can you see this story here.

The sole hands that could bring your reconfirm re-comfort, the body of your life, the representative of another background decor, the assurance of no more, no death as life won’t be brief, it was your bravura, it was my in-conditionality, it was what and how I understood it, the remembrement, (members, I limb- limbo) remembering, of universe. And by these (tied) hands , the sole hands to which I bow in gib ivi giving them the power to ce create, insert, caress, energy mystic, sovereignty of what essence could tell, symbol of what now/

 

Politics view as the results of processes directly or indirectly linked with the will or at least consent (who say nothing aggress, agree of the people.   But politics could be no more than the permitted dead end resulting from all these contradictory wants, strategies, tactics and schemes

Self-determination synonyms all too often with wars, attacks, reversal but not termination of power abuses, assassinations, but then people does not bother any longer with concepts such as jus in bello, and have recurrent massacres and let rule freakishly murderous and bloodletting “political” system. So why? What is the rhetoric then? The regimes in place are benefiting each other, they are still in place (emplacement) because of their playing the rules satisfying for the others’ countries businesses and interests.

 

 

Regimes,

Diet, tied,

Tiede = tepid.

Ti- petit.              Ede, aid, day. Den, eden.

 

Rhetoric,

Rhey, ere, ray.

Re                  thor.

Rot,

Hetoric, esoteric.

 

 

Recurrent with no cure.

 

Massacres, mass, acres.

Massacres for the sand. Dense.

 

 

much my belle still possesses

ssssssss        ssssssssss       ssssssssssss            ssssssssssssss

snake not bad actually, like H, depending. On?

 

 

female, foe

 

 

 

To have ‘master’, and indeed be put upside down by an element of stability, not control, but tranquil recurrence, patient outlet, advance in the path. Tho have this element worked in oneself that will be provided with pattern that one will decipher, under code. Like if you speak to your ducs, in speaking and in chanting like they do, or others birds or others cry, to try and find an intermediate at the vocal, acoustic level

 

 

 

Of course I am waiting for confirmation on should I pop in?

 

I ask you for a littlee elapse of a moment when in my life I again fear death.

But I will be rational and think that if you let me to woo you till the end to love you without restraint we would be separated at the again another to come in some distant space, no, as already life happiness conveyed.

 

 

 

My philo, interests, hobbies, pleasures…

Cited above all the you boxes.
And on ly you.
But you are so much of a poke a prick that.
I sincerely wish i was sectarian and humorous.

 

 

 

Maman.

M’an.

Man.

 

 

 

Home = man

Home. Humanity

Hut, hit, hoe, hue, hug, hu ity.  Huit like eight.    ∞

Hum.

 

 

 

Justice-fication jus-tification

gra – tification

fiction, friction.

 

 

 

I try to relativize in saying that it is because of our familiar affinities…but the way you are is so much extraordinarily convergent, that I cannot come to another conclusion that I would never find you at any age, at nay stage, again. Before I thought I could never thank my old love enough for this life she had saved, but you? I am sued perhaps my idiosyncraties are in my perseverance and because my religious thinking are made in good and large enough autonomy, it talk to the sounds, the enemy of nature are my enemies, and it is why my love on my face you can see that they keep on driving me crazy.

 

 

Tu es Dianne, the enchanteresse.

 

 

Ecoute j ai ecris a ma maere en lui parlant de toi, comme je le fais toujoours a maman je lui donne toutes les infos tres tres sommaires toutefois parce qu ell e ne supporte pas quand je lui en dit trop long.

Je crois que je vais arreter. Je crois que tu es mon sanctuaire et que c est ainsi que j ai tout interet de savoir determiner comment me, te, nous proteger.

 

 

An amusing trick to have is to immobilizing one’s jaw in opened position keeping the mouth ajar or wide open, and finding one’s diapason of the note of the song we want to perform, so the sound is each time the same while controlling one’s emotion and expression via the muscles of the face or on other place.

One, the sound is eeringly the same production, but sound a purified one as being always the same the body has time to refine.

Two, the expression similarly as tellingly ‘distorted’ as the sound has controlled, sieve and purge other information than continuation.

 

 

To have been the first daughter of one’s grandfather.

To have been brought up by a guy of 64 from the day you started. It idid not last long? Every day I am followed and not by his tombe (tomb = fall not fail)

 

 

 

Age, gea, gain, again.

 

 

 

Law shape by civil society appeal, moral law not legal law. What is civil society looking for, a wheel well paid hob, job? Mice trap where there is nothing but air?

I can see from here, nodding head, who would denounce aggressivity , as they all forget about energy and their complexion of vipers, when one will realize that people it is people, animal, concepts, places, objects, in need that has been scattered, broken, and robbed.

 

 

It is spring, and I am so in love that I don’t need it. I would like to stay in winter as what if I am alone next of it? The same winter again and again, but no this one, would have taken what I wrote. I praise good, feeling, amorous state, I am the writer of the forlorn at stake, but now I am writing to you,

 

 

Tell your bro, that in mechanics there is not only motors engine, findings, there is philosophy waiting to be tend after, or to kill, not the ignorant, this is more the sciences, but the reluctant and bad press missiles? Missives.

And it is here that grand military and technological aspirator, might be only poussy, because I am not talking to you about facing natural death, but spiritual ones, which is not the bragging promotion option.

 

But would it be possible that he asked what education of rights was for if when you face a real problem with real discrimination that could bring you and your entire life to the floor, no advices no info nothing that holds anymore.

 

 

Could, occult.

Push,

Poussy.

 

 

 

I eat chocolate today, to intake more calories with less big amount and open my belly, talking about its difficulties with going on towards…my shame, of losing you, of not attending you well, of your average contentment or restrained happiness, to my weaknesses, I d like to, but am not perfect amant, aimant. And if I would become it is in powerful beat I would transform, love an-would, an-o, (anneau = ring) luna converge and sap, sip animality in monstrosity as sheer sentiment led to change everything through what humanity as of universal, life, life and its billions of billions of languages and paroles. Although the universal say that if a bird is right better for me and for my brood, my entire thrive, trove (trouver = to find), trivet trivat  tribe (the nature around we need to reproduce and be happy, meaning to do the things that could make us think that I give infinity to our progeny, to acknowledge that.

 

Infant, in it.

 

Don’t go into loosing time on people respect of respect-obtention (getting) our rights in thanking them because there is no thank you but the duties for doing the same, for the others rights and one’s own the same.

 

Foe, for, fort.

 

 

 

I think that if I was not equalitarian after reading my essays at our next disc hush hyena you would take a p—ike, a net, and well farewell d—

 

 

Ok it is a bizarrity but you told me ‘if I was your daughter’ but I am so dying in love with you, let’s precise that you are my due, without frowning or say that without incestuous feeling I could not do. And without you as my promise I could not go. But you’re (are, rea, era) my wife, it is just to I d (told, I, I’d, would) say, the man is sane to love you, what about this psyche play, you would not be my daughter and your mother I would cherish to have you. And if I loved my daughter more, a father it is in death I’ ll offer me to you.

 

 

 

If you decide to be with me, it who what, should be done like this, like the difference between will and shall, for you and me it holds at this will, you will want it because you are fulfilled or so. But when comes to others it must, it has to be shall, it is the why, of your reasons, of the nature, they don’t have to be told, it is of your, of the most barren insurance for survival to keep this as a non-have to be justifiable-justiciable. Love is beyond right in the upwards sense that it is the highness that gives for the lest we should die, the unmeasurable invective for defy the easiness that people have taken of treating soul no more as complex, or stage the simpleton, simple tone.

 

 

Unmeasurable,

In-measurable. As we don’t know what’ in.

And to believe we do, or to inspect without the ultimate highest respect, is killing.

Pandora.

 

 

 

The way you trample, making such noise, like in countryside to frighten the vipers, but it is not good for your articulations and nor if this time it is the viper that want you to be in her repair.

 

 

 

It could be 2005 words on f coffee passion, the fact is that it last more than 12 hours in the blood, so if you do sleep at night and use coffee after noon the quality of your serial sleeping will be seriously, profoundly seldom.

 

 

 

Foreign

Foe reing.

For reign

Rein

Inane.

Quasi ju humane.

 

Foreing

 

 

 

At a corner good idea, as long as you don’t show your back (or backing) and always have an exit at proxy, but as I am you canine, I would like a cover, if not the forest will call more than once every menstruation. In the wood just the grass and if addictive not sedative don’t despair I won’t be cheating on you, you are the witch whose sorcery I would bring everywhere.

It is today the all fool’s day, -err-ire-hire-ish. Thank you for the coffee, I could even refuse it, mind it is better than too much of your whiskey, bringer to cemetery-wish.

 

Much muck.

 

 

 

Whereas

Wheresa, Theresa

 

 

 

Endeavour

Handy have y whore

 

 

 

Talking.

Tall king

 

 

Are

Past : A red

 

Neutrality {or notarization or neutering}

 

 

, Electrical electoral) lectural

 

 

 

 

Blue

blew.

CHAPTER IV:

 

 

Cetvies                             © 2005 – 2014

Inthenameofhumanrights © 2005 – 2014

Cettevies                          © 2005 – 2014

 

 

 

 

Blue

blew.

CHAPTER V:

 

 

Cetvies                             © 2005 – 2014

Inthenameofhumanrights © 2005 – 2014

Cettevies                          © 2005 – 2014

 

 

 

 

Is it a sphinx rill drill, ridden,

Riddle?

 

 

 

I think that I could say to be under the sign of sadness,/ and you under sorrow. How is that? Maybe homo/hetero. Void or deceit ;;; ;;; ;;;.

 

 

 

Insult, incult, (in French uncultivated, uneducated, unkempt) everybody.

Je t aime c est pas possible, c est bon de les savoir.

 

 

 

When one swallow its tears.

The reage rage sweeping in.

Unwept.

 

 

 

Donkey.       Don key.

ok this is all me. it might be why i could have become misogynistic over the year, because, maybe it is my fault, to prioritize inner and depth of these feelings instead of something else, that is I could but I d loose the taste. Perhaps I have been let on and on, by people through curiosity I mean you know only curiosity, or of de la difference between being humorous and having a (S)laugh.

No because id ont want to be insolent but I maight have found your perfect match, he is actually living with you.

Here come the time. Ti is true I admit that since I never to much bother about the ridicule, le ridicule ne tue point, I might have experience and experiemented out of common artifices, but you know I d like to avoid dying everyday without knowing I am lost in love with you because of a misunderstanding, you ve got it perfectly I am not the brightest when It comest to certain.

I really did not, no more, think of you as being in couple or in any kind of realtion ship. I ll have to put that simply, or I am ridiculously hoping, but this you know too much of a drama I would not be, at least I come to see you tomorrow, you come to me you make me the grace of saying that the ring, I took for a nunnery is just not about what I was thinking, unary mais non mais no vous n y etes pas j ai un petit ami, ou un ami, ou un mari, you des shags, parce que meme si vous n avez que de ca dite le moi pour que j en fasse autant et bourre toi dans le crane pour vous laissez en paix sur mes allants, accents de absolutism too. You understand these past 3 months have been prolix, let’s say ok you told me good luck, I quit my past even more from having known another version of what could be a romance, look I don’t want to say too long, one has to take much ‘time to ascend’.

Tomorrow I am gonna see you since you don’t want to send me a note saying look in another life maybe see you. And could you devise some trick for me to know I have to quit. But please some thing clear, like you I am deaf from birth, I am never sure of what I overheard or what is at stake, it is 3 months of the most intense, find something for me to have no doubt, don’t count on conceit, I have been brought up a bit funny, this one would not work remind it is not by choice that I won’t come and talk to you directly.

 

 

 

 

 

 


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Bourgeois gentilhomme (Le)

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Mardi 2 mars 2010
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Le marquis imaginaire. Monsieur Jourdain est un homme d’affaires prospère qui, comme son père, a fait fortune en vendant des draps. Or comme il vit à Paris sous le règne de Louis XIV, ce n’est pas suffisant pour son ambition sociale et pour tromper sa femme avec une jolie marquise. Pour cela, il lui faut appartenir à la noblesse et, à défaut d’être noble, faire comme : suivre les extravagances de la mode, savoir danser, manier une épée et philosopher avec esprit. Dur programme. Il n’a peur de rien, monsieur Jourdain, surtout pas du ridicule, et pas même d’accepter un titre de noblesse… qu’on lui confère dans une extravagante turquerie.

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ARTICLE – 21 janvier 2010

Christian Saint-Pierre

 


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On voudrait bien se raccrocher à un aspect qui fonctionne mieux, mais on ne sait lequel tant le naufrage est complet.
photo: Yves Renaud

Pas plus révélateur que comique, pas plus éclairant que divertissant, le Bourgeois gentilhomme de Benoît Brière déçoit amèrement.

C’est la troisième fois qu’on met en scène Le Bourgeois gentilhomme au Théâtre du Nouveau Monde. La dernière production de la comédie-ballet remonte tout de même à 1989, avec André Montmorency dans le rôle-titre. Pourtant, dieu sait que la pièce de Molière n’a rien perdu de sa pertinence. Dans notre société du paraître, les gens qui souhaitent accéder à un rang social soi-disant plus élevé sont légion. Ceux qui cherchent à se faire valoir, à gravir les échelons du matin jusqu’au soir courent les rues. Vous avez quelqu’un en tête?

Monsieur Jourdain est un archétype. Ses excès vestimentaires, sa soif de savoir et sa passion pour les “gens de qualité” font rire de par le monde depuis 1670. Mais il ne faudrait pas perdre de vue que la pièce est d’abord et avant tout une dénonciation des travers d’une société où on laisse croire que tout s’achète. Au coeur de la démarche de Jourdain, aussi risible soit-elle, aussi naïve, il y a le désespoir d’un homme qui sacrifierait deux doigts de sa main pour être né comte ou marquis. Malheureusement, cet aspect plus grave de l’oeuvre est totalement absent de la mise en scène de Benoît Brière. Non seulement sa lecture est dénuée de toute profondeur, mais elle est si pompière, si caricaturale qu’elle étouffe même le comique.

La plupart des comédiens cabotinent, s’égosillent ou donnent dans la surenchère. Le décor est sans surprise. Les costumes sont si bigarrés qu’on ne voit plus que des taches de couleurs. La musique évoque celle de Lully tout en nous la faisant regretter. Pourquoi diable avoir fait appel à deux musiciens si c’est pour diffuser une bande sonore durant la majorité du spectacle? On voudrait bien se raccrocher à un aspect qui fonctionne mieux, mais on ne sait lequel tant le naufrage est complet.

De cette déconfiture, Guy Jodoin n’est pas plus coupable que les autres. Il est même plutôt à l’aise dans les habits de Jourdain. Le problème est bien plus fondamental. Pour s’amuser, faut-il vraiment faire le sacrifice du propos? Peut-on vraiment divertir sans s’adresser à l’intelligence? Des questions que ce Bourgeois gentilhomme pose en lettres de feu. Monter Molière sans se demander ce qu’il dit du monde dans lequel nous vivons, n’est-ce pas le trahir?

Make trouble to your self to find a way to explain things to me, whatever they are, I want to know if I go back home alone bien sur, or go back home alone bien sur but after having lost all my time and heart, but at least avoiding for him all unnecessary false pressure, going back in soho. I went hardly never but it is but since September than hollow by inexistence till then, I d said to my self, find something anything? Even not so, I just wanted to see somebody before going, of this London, of this cemetery of knowledge and complain, off this misery. To where? To where I am known of nobody. I would quit nomadism for someone like you, give it to me back, he is my sole, my soul, jewel of my sack. Don’t think I was regarding you as a bijou, so think me with feeling too.

 

And a life shorter than mineral? Following the path of passion, which none of the element outlast shall.

 

S(l)ay.

(s)laugh.

Dis le moi je t en prie nina, dis moi que personne ne te touché.

 

 

Relation.Realtion? Sion, si on.

 

Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnno

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Saying.

slaying

 

 

 

Sine I, since I met your kinda approb apre approval the song I was singing because came the pungent ceremonies of its melancholy maybe macabrely, has become a song of the happy. Maybe would you not do a one off brunchy diner of me.

 

 

 

Fray

 

 

Vampirism like a mental epidemy to protect the mind from the human.

 

 

 

I am prioritarily a reader, not a writer, or I d have to rollover me self, it is this reading that keeps my hope on my knowledge and vicacity to be possibly ad vitam eternam honed.

 

 

Clause of non interference. with your fir friend on the net i let you alone, i am too radical and too hellenishly jealous for this.

I won’t post my reflexion again pubic puck publically publicly. (You know that I type seriously and bring oneself into this trance of rigidity permit my body to mistype, and it is on heat that the words compile, and me and my voice decided that it is our play (playwright)). Yesterday a cat has come to my door it is not extraordinary I am used to it (dit did they to yours, not at your loft attic storey but how then could they, a crank crink in the pipes, the walls, it is all naturals, all living as a soul having and conducting). And he told me while crying, shouting, you know how they do, that I, it, could well passed as not love. I did not see that, I did not see it like that, but now I think of that, ok, praise dog god I have a gathering family.

But on my own site, If I work on texts, I ll post them, with references, linked, I ask you for my permit, anyhow you are anon, and but for me the infinite, and on my own site. Sorry for this disgrace. The problem with me is that I am an animal, clumsy.

 

 

 

I tried for hours to send it. What will happen when facebook be completely clogged?

Ok I finally guessed and confronted the theory of that it culd be clogged in my computer, my own…, I ll might have to rethink my connections, and also I don’t have it at home, also I sep spent the night and nights to think she will fathom that I am the last bigger asshole. I d like quest, likest, to think that yesterday night would be the last of me thinking , doubting, she would trust me to the last. If one day I don’t give my life to you, and in preserving me too, as I don’t want to leave you among those laches, cowards, loosers, droppers, betrayers, the problem is that I am author only, and it is why one could ask for being a mutant (mutiny), for me to have a goal only, the one of protection. My goal only is the same but to keep you consent honey I ll have to learn talking.  Speaking of all.

 

I don’t know you but I arrage myself to be more observant these days, they don’t betray.

But I know knothing more I warn you. And if you are afraid it is not of my literature it is of what you know that you don’t entrust me with.

 

 

 

Rationality has been cerebrated created by the human, like all their sciences, to try and block the Pandora opening. Butt the problem with the human, as a matter of fact uss usually is that, lll, …, to reproduce them and their ideologies, as a matter of fact, as a matter of fact only. The fact that they bury.

b

 

 

 

The problems with politicas are that we think according to our own personalities, abilities, training…

So when we think that a vert very determined policy would be the finest, for someone esquire equally and having worked other particularity this ‘food becomes the other gale (Gaelic? No gaelic is gall)’s poison’

 

 

 

One won’t take a object even if they earn it from a space where they have been exploited and thrown out. Because if they have loved and respected it their mind(s), singular when true conjunction, the one that finish in all the forms of the burning,  are connected and through this mentalize the emotion fusion, and permit a experience of life to physically go on in specific place, furnished with memories.

P=

 

 

 

Often we think that sufferance is the sing o f us having lost, it is just a chant, the reminiscences of a coma, of a combat.

b

 

 

We know good spirit bad spirit, we know that  we have to relavitize for those as in one situation we d manage it in hte total failure if only a incho if shift. I don’t condone peopol who don’t want change nothing, the barriesrs are porous but in the crazys.

We are not even able to aknowlege or superv spirituality we are not able to task at teaching how to leverage freedom, nicety, liberty, respect and work and all of that, work enough to have the supper, the rest is on the mind to decide what is to befound .

We are not able to none of that, and this whore of humans pretending to be the superiors of god.

We don’t know god I mean. Start by welcoming the natural, psychic strength. But of course for this to be a true real journey we d have to respect everything everyone at the same time and this is time consuming but eternal is soul.

 

 

The pictures you ve got for your sites’ headlines is it people thinking isolated by shroud? But linked mainly to a matrix?

Well ok but whatever I have been sent on earth and it is there my flesh have to properly prosper and take all of my spell, included my believer and belover.

To remove the blinkers, how shall we opera, au pair ate?

n

 

 

 

My garnd garou grand ma she told me a lot a lot she shout me off for me to qualify for this ability. And now I met you, you have the same and I know it is a real parameters for you to keep me as a treasure, because it asks so much work, attention, disponibility. These labours for you for me, I had since my childhood effort of long hour, accomplishment the moment you took it.

B

 

 

 

I ll try to write as come the words, and not to do to my much of reshuffle. It is not a disrespect to you as the way the syntax formalised, officialised, a lot of times, every time quaint now notwithstanding quasi, will restrict the forms in which it could be operate, sinuate, ramify, branch out, in brief and as an image, could imprint all the paths , the snaky, baby trying to brew in keeping warm not easy, torn tortuous, reconvoluted pictures we have of our brains.

Don’t jump of the word snaky, the voice, the box could be for you. The voices of the villages that did not learn to think differently, because of the lack of every search and learn on the humanities (don’ t the government on the arty and expressionist side become to  be crushy? The freedom comrades comes from the taste we had. And god knows we know that our fraternity is depending on it.

 

 

 

i am too radical and you too hellenishly jealous for this.

 

 

 

On all fools day and on the in quietude – inquietude that I have to think you like non anniversary days.

About your diverse remarks on Thursday, you are for equality, but equally what you were demanding in very strict term, I would think that less formal way of putting it could th(oughto, auto) be accepted even when chairing academically, in fact it could be a creative writing part, is philo not nurturing that? It is the problem of depending on forms, as the human rights will depend on journalists, philosopher, sociologists, nothing but specialists to keep on as a word; no this format is not my most favorite adorn, usually people bear my writing when at its shortest.

Et puis a propos des phrases, les phrases, les phases, dance experts,  c est tout, c est vous, j ai beau etre la femme je ne peux pas tout faire.

Vous etes ma premiere fiancée, peut etre. Enfin c est sur vous etes la premiere qui pourrez se demander s il est voudrez, pourrez dire oui, peut etre, attendez vous, enfin je l espere. Attendre de savoir, de vouloir, de pouvoir, qu a t il a negocier?

Don’t ask me what I or is gonna happen, as usual I had a idea, and when coming to a close, every, the world is changing all of a sudden, and nothing is holding, nothing, no more clause, no more opening, no more appearing. As we are to peer into the darkness of a world whose light we don’t have eyes for.

I already told you I believed to work as a human right defender (mind I did not what was it, and never will before dying for it- you don’t need to take it lietrailly [literally].) before I quit my teen (before os it was the animals, the ones that wer  (weird, wear) king, kin, kind to me even if I played boss, we were fighting, but it was fraternly, and their cull, cuddles, keep me warm and far from the human orgies, or further more than without I would, I would have to be.

 

To never can count on nobody, I mean completely. I thought were suffice to be honest, and After, year after year, surprises that make me learn aside strategies not out of honesty, but various skills as life among humans want us to do this and this, that way, for what to put the guys into ordeal? Maybe this is less of viciousity; maybe it is the great, great, great danger of wanting to run a prison at its most (barran) barren. To do nothing, and maybe is not so vicious, as we might be asked to do too violent acts or to produce the death on us impact.

 

All that I know, it is that of all these years, or I have been taught losing everything, my beliefs alone, the rest are derision, but when one knowledge is gone, another blossom.

For the revolution, orange, violet… and so on it is the “colors revolutions”, it is what I ve just overheard, don’t ask me for the moment I don’t watch tv, I stopped reading the news, but I ll resume, resue, I am ashamed of this for months I ve been like this, contrite by not ruling the time imparted to be more than a rat. Not because I don’t like them, but to have this idea that one will die without news about how, and if we can rebel. It is only to share with you how ‘like’ is not the funding issue.

 

All what I have is writing, so allons y gaiment, telle sera ma rim. Mir.

Weird, we ird, heard, herd, like bird.

 

 

 

People say that it is more amazing that fiction, the problem is that reality is so rich that the artists, scientists, philosophers, thinkers…could see their lifes trying to tap, dervishly explained, they would not do that for the infinitisieme, infinitesimal, umpteenth that we all at our turn and life along came across wit.

 

Like the day when you explained and explain and all of sudden a object that were at an altogether different place, shift you don’t know in what trench of the time, and reveal to you a new mission, as ogre are in objects and teach by sessions.

 

 

Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn

 

 

 

I understand not what at? I understand now the violence of hysteria, you don’t touch me so the only chance for that would be you attented, no, you to make an attempt at my body.

 

I know rather well how to play the old pap pal playboy, but women aren’t themselves up to this exact excite pouring point they?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Enfin moi hayden je ne le prendrai pas pour bible

 

 

 

  net work, neat what?

  people die and die, and here in some place the health and safety regulations will have forbidden to pin pancard on wall, to make a tea in a kitchen.

 

 

 

 

I could wath wathc wath watch you for hours. And you would think I am a bsasic protracting protozoaire thing, but one day in order to join you, all my trunk and its extremities could change in order to come as imperceptibly as impossible to nod it. I already not know but have an idea of I will have to ask you for pardon to wire you about that, but have I not to honey, it is what criystallize what caphor, your own deed, the one of accepting. Je ne uis, suis ouie, plus moi. I am not me anymore, as I ll always wish to be more. And thank to you this liberty to talk about love and poetry. Poetry not really but while writing and writing I am searching the sounds coming from my body, and my body is what? It is the boat whose anchor is 9999. When I said inane, it was for my name, don’t you forget that, we are still apart. And since I am not you, maybe since I met you, because I would be brought to think that we could have merged from below. I remembered so many moments where other spirits could have you announced.

Without my spec, the forms are changing, and at one time, on a moment only, as faces, particularly yours, change of topics, you remind me a mate a school he had to have medical assistance as his head Was doubled. I like him I don’t know why, I did not know him, maybe its calm. But since I was rather free and easy with my virtue, at a very young age, no one did the work of warning me and above teaching me that flirts should not be fir frivol. Not really big orgy, but a loose manners that I well regret only to think oh no, I ve tried to be dryly serioius for the past 15 years, or at least no looking for easy blow rows, and what did it bring, another quick ‘nigh fucks’ because I thought if I wait for my wife I ll die a teen dirtied (not almost, but if not utterly thanks to my not be an hetero, and I only tried boys like boys do together let’s play it wanky, mind maybe like you, they were asking on what hormones, girls were not easy, even in words, I could not write to no one but my long gone ghosts) by ignorance, an adult almost birch woman virgin.

 

 

 

They talk about cuts, they are changing again the brand new carpet. Go and check at duschene it is daylight laundering.

 

 

 

i don’t know how work faceboo, when you run a group, but a datas base of email adress to remind everyone of the lectures could be more efficient, above all when a group is not meant to be review weekly or give appointment on those you have to be rushian, non, non, rushy.

 

i am not sure that mention 1917 i s a good appraisal on hysterie history, bolchevick menchevick white red and companies, were not but human, every body.

That is fighting the same faults and aims and loving the asame good, demons, and saine.

If it consists on the weakness of destroying well the next in line for the crown of rootening.

Routeing revolution is what would be revolutionary mon cheri, would be to do it without boos, blood, without hurting but the respect profound that would be opening every worlds.

 

 

i was wondering why you did not warn your marxist group about your other meetings and topics- at least when relating to politics if not education or philosophy.

is it because this one is the purist?

at when my cleansing?

are you sure you are not close to the stroke from time to time. you d need a secretary, it is the disadvantage of doing it all voluntarily.

why is this one not connected?

would you be independent?

Talking to a Marxist liberal it is really pleasant. On the

            Jewish Question’, South Atlantic Quarterly, 104, 4 (2005): 707-722

 

 

To permit domination by boosting sexual violences among the males and sexual distance from the females. Both in situation of domination but who were the real dominant, dominated? The rues, rules and their appendants.

 

 

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Adv. 1. publically – in a manner accessible to or observable by the public; openly; “she admitted publicly to being a communist”

in public, publicly

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publically, publier, publish

 

 

public religion

private coercion.

 

 

 

When nothing has no more taste, pleasure, energy, consistence, happiness, contentment. I go and read you texts.

As a proof of your being, but what if you were no more along the queue, the line, the thread, the path. Intox.

Detox but not of you as I need this pronoun to align but a ‘who’.

To be, or not to be with you, woo. Who, a promise, spouse or demise, spy of my phaliure. Allure of husby but what when I reckon that I d be the draconian dragon among what you could have loathed, you who is no one that the certitude of savouring a loaf, as life has for gustative attitude but the thanks to God own.

B

 

 

 

I thought people were moc king. But in fact what directly to be doing to change even the slightest misery. This cry is to answer nothing.

 

 

 

The family, to be able to kindly link with one’s grandparents’ souls, as they were themselves in connection, in order, in complaisance where the godfather (we re) was giving its audience.

 

Were, we ‘ re.

 

 

 

 

Here it is I am taking confidence that you culd want to fell feel my hand on your ribs, on this terrible blow inside my gastric is now allowed to go up to my lungs, nor near them below.

I am a drastic one, I am so, that in its in your hips that I wish continuation of the vertigo.

bn

 

When I want to porly porkly prove my presence, it is stronger than me iti s why it in is no decheance. It proves me how strong I should be, I start uncovering you, not savagely, vague, vagy, aglow,  step by step, because with fire one must learn, if ever, if at all, to go slowly, on this extremely, but it is here a shame I am not a killer, no sang-froid, no nerve, no patiently enough, I am an untrue wolf.

bn

 

 

the ogre, o work unaccomplished, o work unfinished, infinity and perfectivity are, gee, entendment, intendment, engenderment of saved humanity.

Don’t moody outmode any concept, it d cost you your thread.

 

 

Heureusement que je ne peux pas toujours me connecter. Jusque la ca ne me mang manquait pas. Mais rien ne me mang manqué rien sauf toi. A par toi, je ne sauraid dire quoi ou qu est ce que de n etre q aimer.

 

 

I used to be afraid by bouffees, by whiffy fit, mind it is better not to breathe any air now even in countryside it is not the fresh up we used to having. Have groups of dummy mostly conceit with their gloats.

 

 

Like everyone, the rest of us, the rest of what was constituting humanity, but how many genocides, redundancy, forced labor, labor of shits, pullulating paria politics of Nazis. Like the rest of them, we were afraid of all that and it is for this reason that ecen our love even oyour hatred we kept secret, we talked only by code. And when you told me the most sweetest and advanced of witty remarks and lands honey, they would think we are only funny.

 

 

 

A nun one day told me she gave her life to her faith. And I thought that I would like to do the same, with you.

Was her Spanish lover your mum, mummy child, mummy of her child, has she lost you, your bro? Can you see what can be taken out of this kinda confession?. Chock childhood, chidden, chide. Did I already tell you that in my most freshen moment I imagine me at 5 or 6, smiling to you, or anything to say you are my dear, and then you are the same age, or so, sometimes even not it is my amusement that shall be said, I could be everything, there is no only a thing, every should be happy, I can instil with you.

N

 

 

 

She is not a lesbian, she is just sty studying on queer theories. Voyeurism. And this on is my paragraphed anitaff, taffrail, anti staff,  for the day. Merci.

Asyn-tactic.

Ana the ma.

Ana chronism. Anachronous.

Anacardier, mage chat, mange ca.

Anchorite. Anchorage, encourage.

Anabatism, anabolisant.

Ina borada.

Inabordable, inaccessible, inabrogeable,

Inacheve, inaborde, inactive,

Innacoutume, innaceptable,

Inadaptable, inadmissible, inapte, inadvertence.  In advert sentence.

Inalterabble, inamical, inalienable, inanition, regarde dans led diction is il y sont tous. Is. Iris.

In abstentia.

 

 

 

Nincompoop nimby nimbly nimbus.

 

 

If I d die before you, and if I d die after you I d die like a ‘parfait’. Ki? Cathar story. Or gave me the celtic, every to find you or to stay.

 

 

 

To resist the felling like being a squeleton, and feel every of the thread reaming one trick to get with the sport, and say, it has to be one of my records today.

 

They were not realist, they were realty.

 

 

The fdifference between being vivacious, harp, sharp, and being too much of it. It is are you quick and noing what you are quikly after.

The day I d like my mysticing mistyping bringin me elsewhere and that I d become the king of the keyboard, I would work till I drop and do mistake again. You see, you can start the training.

N

 

 

The day they will lock everything up, believe me sistrers, brothers, sons and adaughter, s the part of the pspirti that have been hidden from every since the human creates itself making fun of every, body and the first the mock of the ceramics creator that made our sh(p)apes , shrapnel, and maps.

The spirits calling by every will see it if they locked Welll-s.

B

 

Daughter, adduct.

Sister, sinister.

 

 

In life one cann play with one’s spirit as long as he wishes, the only trick is too have un an healthy counter notice and indication. For example you might say I eat only what I am allowed myself to intake, but never if it meas: to go under such weight, not to eat before a marathon, lll, ,,, llll;;;…like suits your own test.

 

Psy, politico buro, political, bio                   mechanism                  bomb and engine, angina.

Automatically, what is that you just said?

Intelligence or contumacy, accostumance, habituation.

 

 

 

I t happened to me, just one time, just once, something, a strength proving supernatural in action against daily arty reac rational.

It was in connection with the love I had, not that I had, but that I ve been let exploring, before ya.

The stuff I wrote you already that now I am thinking of it, I think that this tstrenght had come from the smally, her on, son, that she offers me, on e instant only but hthat reasoned night and days, conscious, incousnsioulsy.well I think I should have transformed that night, all alone where thre is no one, we need the country. And if id idid not it is because I guess she did not want this note. She was not reading me. She was very clear about that, but I could not belive

Belive believe ti.

 

 

 

Tit, the bird.

 

 

 

Lievre        the hare, legend were animals, gods, spirits, don’t you forget that, you the scientist that serves the words, perjury, you serve the adequate.

N

 

 

You know it will finish by howling like gand, gangs fang, hy, and if you know that it is that you permit it.

Tit.

Am not talking about monsters, just about the hour where you will have to say to your half way oui.

Glandes, every you ll transform it, omits, hermits, coy.  I ll be your grail, if you let me finish my marvel, to live for you for me, for this appeal, don’t start thinking it is not productive, I know you respect, but what about if the practitionneer is you , your husby or whatever you call our correspondances, if not of quality of romances beaudeleriennes. Of quality my life sit u es imienne.  Mienne humaine. Not far from nothing all these preteens pretences sof of articulate fords. Words.

Nina, would you be my mare, that I know what is to be vipere.

 

Vi pere = life or see father

 

 

 

YOU Might ask yourself if I am not the devil itself I d like to reassure you to oconvince you, but in writings what can I do?  I am only smally, a little one tu sais, m entendez vous? M etendez.  Masi, mais,

I am afraid of the shadows themselves. Euh, itself.

And also were the light ondulate, or where everywhere I might go or reveal its obstruct, or burn me to the duc. Doc, duc, moors, funds, deposit, background, crown, sediment, see, seed,

I am the smally, intently, but the scrib, I ll have to do it, even if so silly. I ll have to do it , as th too have lived like the dicka, is my property. Dec.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

En fait j adore tellement votre prenom que j en suis sure, c est aux moments les pus plus intraseques que je le dirais, que je le crierai comme votre petit nom, juste comme celui que j aurais trouve, si fierement, moi meme.

n

 

Don’t say that ‘I found’, since I am with you, there is nothing that comes without it.

My love is not for of you yuck  it is in.

 

Nonsense upon stilts, in stil.

 

I read again, old texts of mine that I had secured as being ultimate, from having left imprinted. I thought it was of being good, it was from being violent. It is why I ask rather often chery for your pardon. Could you  pardons me. I f you d do it pratiquelly you would still have to find a way of redeeming for me. Form.

Nb

 

 

For you.

For thee.

Fort.

Nb

 

 

Nina for me is the name of a coulomb.

Cou     lon      lomb

 

 

 

I was told to reas or watch gohry film with a bougie, bit laid, with a candle sparkling. I thought why this complication I don’t need that not today I am cool in this dark.

But you know that you go in the little park at night, don’t you?

Well from now you ll have it, and have to keep it well, sparkly?

N

 

 

I warn you, if you want to build something with me, I all the same manage to notice nocturnally that you were always busy, busy, well It won’t be like me. I work the all time any way, but not at your dinner launchy, have you heard me. Me my work as I wish will be to warm you.

Ravenously, raunchy, that is for thee, no me.

I am not a predator, did you get it?

Nb

 

 

At 15, at 16, I lost my virtue as ifi had been make mad in love before,  I met a woman who said to me for a bit of a longer while maybe. I caressed her 3 or 4 times, not hat I don’ t remember, I ll never know with certitude whether.

Nb

 

 

When I want tyou to underssatnad that the ideas, more than fjhalf of it, I mean consciously, are but errors on my checking that take some forms to speak to somebody. I feel like crying, that you would hold me only for this writing, I am without it nothing more than an err, and without you, nothing than despair.

When I want tryout to undersigned that the ideas, more than full joule half of it, I mean consciously, are but errors on my checking that take some forms to speak to somebody. I feel like crying, that you would hold me only for this writing, I am without it nothing more than an err, and without you, nothing than despair.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We call it the teaser, because it made you believe things that you believe as if it is the one, it is only the tease not to mean, too meant hurting anyone.

And these extremes are good when you know that you are not, even if it could be, under its tyranny.

 

 

Tko read with one yes, yum, eyes or with tow. Two.

 

 

 

To love with all what one has had at disposal, it is to love, it is loving for eternity. Et ern. And earn.

 

 

Ity.

Eat-

 

I was chanting,        ‘j’ai peur’ but the sound of my voice was saying not harmoniously say “no, j’ai peu’ and it was suffisant to calm me not a little but rather altogether. The sould found itself lighter.

Lest I lit, I ve, I am little.

I lit, elite. Attached to the land, but who knows it. When you are linked, eradicate eradiate, better to know, and it is not leagacy of admin papers that will sign to rest if allowed by the master.

N

 

 

Do not start viewing if I put more of ‘he’ ‘she’’er’ ‘ess’, the swine-ater sane company. If you find fucked about difference it is that I tried to do them evenly. The same as my wife since I love them to the core is half my husby. She is my half only for that, as if not to restablish cruelty in philosophy, my wife is my entirety. By entreaty? Mind your business.

 

 

 

Tout ce que je veux c est pouvoir t ecrire et te le donner et en parallele savoir s il y a un coeur seul a conquerir, un amour possible, un vrai avenir, vraiment liberer de toutes contraintes tant qu economiques que psychologiques que psychiques qu intellectuelles, ok i saw you are not the translator but the editor, maybe could you ask a i would believe it is your associate, but who trust anyone with the fact that you were dating a lost and spurned soul? Even not your co mate, s ‘ il en est.

il me faut, i need you to tell me when there is end of a row, of and of game, game over no refunds, not service after sales…

Nothing. i can take a nothing and if it is now perfect, i made the best of it, with my letters, ma belle, oh,oh, don’t laugh at me, i notice on video, i dare to look at you, that you mock, go on, but don’t look at them in the eyes in doing so, it is to much to do multi tasking, touching one’s air, go right and left on one’s legs, on go on on your discourse about this poor underpaid women. Talking about the rich, or the one who want the caustic.

Qu est ce que je vous ai dit l autre fois? je ne sais plus i must read myself from time to time. for my hunger to your anger, i am in love in you, i don’t feel comfortable, but fail.

 

 

 

Power do not think that i am not a honest woman, my letters i am pround of and even if you could shrug at that they are for noone else than an account on my not existencialism but existence. What do you think that write to socialize with the porks and ruin the intimate of your company? if there is one thing i might do is to select one line out of 15 and publish it in a way that won’t be recognisable only by you if you did read and retain either way, whence improbability. like usual, have your read my doc final, they are without name, it is no civil war but insurgency that i d like to be prepared not grass to give to indecent rules of claustration my own lumier, you but be clear and true and soho my terrain. Please no, it is you i would kiss insane et etreint.

Whoe hope

npain, nb     i ve erased all my messages on my fucking face book, the pass is ‘np’ do whatever you want, i like ridicule i like psychique at outrance, but i am not the devil, if i was i would be to do like this and a sever dummy. i don like that but i do that with sincerity, i just don’t want, i just can t love someone for cheap. You understand, i need a love living.

 

 

 

It is too hot? I cannot believe it is too the hot honey, it is for you I was cooking you my water, you my glycine.

 

 

 

She thinks I have my soul I want to sell. First, do I own that? To own my lady, it is labor, I d not refute that? Fute, in french, again, yes one does not remake onel, oneself.

I knew, 7 years ago, I was for the first time flirting with the students stuffs, because of a woman, well a young twenties at the time. She was in a group, she was bright, the kind to know in what pages were the citations she could habily found. Very active, too, none of my bred, I admit, but I am not totally mysogyne.

After this story.

A group they were spending their time to say to each other, I love you, maybe be not group sex, I do not know, I did not stay, but the one who looks like you, but I was trusting her words I would say.

A group of queer or pseudo queer I was with them as lgbt searching someone to study.

I did not find so fasho very many times more finally.

They kept her she was for them so busy. She had phoby, I found her main one, she has this fear of the undead, as she was orphena. Orphe, an.

 

 

 

 

If I say ni, oh no, no, I don’t want to play with it, I would be playing with someone who was here before, serene. Serener, mind she would not have jumped at the end, and certainly not onto equality of revenue ok according to commitment, but you know what I mean, thought she is ver y for equality when saying it short, the broath of the mind, larger d esprit, maybe is your brain only that permit you to access this lengh and that it is to broadly convey it by this very same commitment, to the people you teach, (enseigne), In realty in french it sounds all bills, posts, adverts, finally. Here is the vanguard novel, nouvelle, new, new.

 

 

 

Suicide might be a one-second reaction before life, not life itself, but “donated obligatorily” passage of what the society of what the circumstances will eat of you grams but grams.

 

 

 

Just have to check, how many efficiency and relevance to help people in difficulties of preserving healthy conditions of live, and right to work included the right to work without having to serve the more or less officialised and officialising mafia, as well as working in breaching one’s own rights and others’-as well as long-term. Of course it goes without saying that rights as to do with the most further of the human capacities, cape.

 

 

 

Capa-cities.’we are but dust’ but look at the buildings reign upon us.

 

 

 

I think that people talk about plague but not about politics anymore. Because the way we go in drilling resources and because we could do otherwise, it marks disrespect for likeness of life that bring us as zombies.

Also because politics assure being seen and mostly practiced as are false ideology, as they don’t intent to realize itself – I mean when they would be of any recourse to all of us, ‘body’- but to seize power and cash chairs.

 

Marks.

Remarks.

Strained: remarks are           marks.

 

 

 

– Sold? I am ale alred already a creature (fo foe) of god, what do you want?

– I want your sybill; do you know what sybill is?

-it is what you relulanctly hold in your hand, what a is it? A dick?. Don’t become reddish of education, moral, prêt a porter, or feign to be serain, I know you are intrigued. What? You make your decision because my writing is not as fine as Oscar’s, who knows what he has hide, hidden? Your mother tongue is mad, is mine, and I suit a ‘euh’ if it is that which that was in my mind.

Do you have a question?

-yes, it is about the red pills.

-are you married sister?

-we don’t know that for sure.

-well, I ll have to make me scarce, to make me absent, to make me slimmer.

-what do ou dpou you mean?

-I don’t mean anything you are loved by someone.

-yes, well love is natural, like it said this afternoon; and what is said this evening is that love to everybody, and love to each other, like I said in the morning, but for the K+r+, the liar.

-what?

-shut you up, I know you well know.

 

I have lost everything, and wah at I am doing? Eating.

 

 

 

The problems with the people who does not drink, nor do tiring things, if they are not hyper-performant is that they spend their time nicking or to peddle nasty things about to other people.

B

 

 

 

You let me understand that it was possible that your not wanting conversing with me was due to your career, recant, or I ll pursue the aim of changing your opinion, should I study kant, marx to gain your company. Not talking aout any one but you, I was going in your salon, not for your cousin, for the sight of you, I whir whirl write still, oh god what I am doing!

Don’t laugh, I know you know I am the outlaw. What kinda girl could like me, but one of your name.

Your renowned, I am not after that, me I wanted a slave, a black, but look at you for a humain, your blood is so dark of it to have staging stagnate o to the solution that came contemplate.

 

You will think ‘let us stop, oh please, let us stop, we are engaging in a double immovable notable ignorable ignominious relation based on narcissism?

Why because you read, become we link. And me what rights have you left me with, I will read you, I will eat you , I want it, you d be my door at analysing at taking on academic strategy, I want you, philosophy. And what there is no canal, I cannot even see. What admire, I want you as my sole beaty.

 

What I am gonna do without seeing the one I courtize?

I thought I was dum, in fact I am dud doomed.

 

Now I am back to donkey monkey I can appreciate far more your concept on communal and exchange, equality and education, merci.

 

 

People speak on and on about power but really, what is this? It is nothing but agreement on coercion.

But one it is appropriate coercion, if not it is no more power but revolting treatment that should be punishable by negative retribution.

 

What our university is, not my class, we came from all over the world, but when it is not a particular curriculum, is people who rather paid twice for their rooms, mind I enjoy the building as long as they are still not reoccupied by the mafia that get it for nothing.

This week end they destroyed my, the handy kitchenette to put it back another storey. The time taken by the guy to remove all this stuff is sure to be more expensive that buy for a new one, and have this two places, because in this enormous campus a fridge for the student, I ve seen this only one.

 

 

I know you will not shoot me nor choose me in final. It is not that you are my pass time is that I me you I would have, but not knowing how annoying the all class ham maybe. Being an in build disatisfier, do not take on to lover like et, it is what I would like to entendre not refute or reject.

 

I cannot love you well above as for security purpose, an in-built reaction at not giving one’s life in deperdition, I am having to seek your permission for happiness word. How come one man could make you happy? I don’t know but if you do I hope the job could be mine.

 

 

 

Following,

Like the, one’s fawn, foal.

 

 

 

Maman told me one day I spend my day feeling like crying. She never ever wants to tell more about her tiredness or depression. Perhaps it is work; perhaps it is life, perhaps technically me.

I thought I was ailment of, over a mam, over a female of this partum particular fiber, and then you came into me and to feel your void, emptiness knowledge bring me if not dishonour.

 

 

 

What do we know do?

Houses, and now they are billions we start destroying the new buildings and not renovation the ancient, and doing them empty, mind like that sometimes the human ear can perceive silence, prey god it stays like this.

Dig, dong, dig, dong, dig, and dong.

Doom.

 

Love and death.

As life is grail, grace and fragile. The way to reconstruct another position to manage despite to fell and touch.

B

 

The wife giving courage, praising her husby like a husky, you are extraordinary;y extraordinary and the dog has to take it as it has to live up to IT. And for the wife house see (aussi_o ciel? –to the sea or sky- or to one’s eyebrow the seal sometimes icy, when one thinks of them in the ice lowering field to floe).

B

 

 

 

Grand authors certainly did not know their writings as they are the consequential of the universe effort-

 

The heart when represented lovely a face could be or two facing each other, I am not a painter, but here my copy.

B

 

 

With computering I can write more, but more and more of every chunk shock uncheck and who will have the time to read. Time we should have, to stop human dying.

 

Furiously Fffffffffffffffffffffffffabulous.

 

 

 

I have been warmed. I have been warned The day long along alon (a loan) I have this certain, ascertaining, a courted, a cartel?, certitude not really but affecting my attitudes completely, that I am going to die in loving you.

But now I think of IT. And of the accomplishment o reality that you succeed to give ride to my death happily, my deftness for death ability. I die of course, the path of life, of which we know nothing but remedy.

 

 

I like the word clever because it says, clef (key) ever.

It could announce by the connotation that one has to rely on its inner fashion. The everness as being how the inner of our soul know about what precisely our gestures (guests) will turn into action.

 

 

It (hit, it, t, T)

 

 

 

Irrelevant, lever = leverage, rise = the yeast that cook well space out.

b

 

 

 

I am thinking of you and as usual, I don’t know whether my factual favour, my delight of candor, will be return by you. Then I eat when doing it, as they are my favourite, to associate this pleasure of the palate with skull when it invades.

 

The time in love with someone (else) that don’t mind that, is a series maybe of exercices questioning the whole body. And the day even if just a ghost start communicating with osmoses then comes a pi. (=to pi), toupee.

Cosmos.

 

 

 

To become mutant, or mutin, for help and resort the society that eas-y east ease eats itself.

Ear rea era.

Resort. (go out again, consequence) Re sore.

She does not take her (dare defy keher=care) of herself

 

 

 

To take a hold at the operture and maintainance of our liberties, we need to look after one another, and for this, the guardian will be paid.

In Plato, the guardians were the ones of the moral and politics. Not talking about politics as a game but as an end of humanity and all human i.e all the unknown ease and prosperity. Prosperity don’t want to say multi as inside they are already

But like in moreals, are (more la, alls) and as morals are everywhere all the body are to be sure they are at getting closest and each of us the guardians of this live’s community. Freedom are its warden ability, as a freedom of respecting every atom of everybody and the endead endeavior to find more about wyes (Y) and way for this.

 

 

Way,was,wise.

 

 

 

Don’t drink to(O) much tea when you are relaxing. lol.

My hope is you to stay fine, finer and finer, and always will be.
En-joy

 

 

 

Cause, cosse (ecosse)lol cross you can’t make it.

Or I am supposed to believe you could this very read rhym rim.

At the edge you don’t want or, wantor.

As much as you know I am reading you, the day I find we will I will come to see you.

Don’t be, stresses, I would not enter your realm, just at its doors to make sure it was for me this line.

Stress is, stress ease.

n

 

 

Stresses stress is, stress ease.

 

 

 

Je vous aime mon gallant ange and thank you for “everything”.

End of game has been traduced by fin de partie, not find de jeu. Je.

Je eux?

 

 

 

Translate in French traduction — traduce. A work on its own b-entirety. Bent ire.

B

 

 

 

I was not ok to work with these putas every day, so were not they. We quit as charming as the promise of a smirch changed into missiles. Miss hill, heal, ill.

B

 

 

 

I’ ll be at university and on the net only Saturday, Sunday, Wednesday, and not anymore early morning mourning nah .

I’ ll stay in my garage, I am super happy it is a first class one. I am not cold, electricity, daylight. I wish I could keep it all my life around, it is quiet, not silence, I put some food on the roof – I cannot around it is not mine- for the birdy. Have you seen the film, fancy? It is a remark on why you inspire liberty. Liver. Live. Vers (towards) vert (green) liver-foie-faith in French acute actually.

I am fed up of my having to be bilingual but I exploit you will excuse me for that.

 

 

 

The main stream would be communist, we would be liberal. Communism is, has been, the counter. But what now to oppose the terror power?

Marx? Jubilee? All have been written, I am your ashamed servitor, I am unable of rebellion, I am the condemned.

 

 

Damn-dam-dike.

 

 

 

Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn

 

Mistress, here i a m back on my feet, where should i put my shame?

If you wish read the note, but not, i ll just past post if i am stricken. Everyday directly to you is not anylonger possible. Will it be longer? I don’t care i believe you noble.

N

 

 

 

He is on your body, telling its trouble and doubts before the trough of truth. I ll go in hell, I have been allowed to make love to you, and what do I bring to you, earth, you on earth, apart my obole.

n

 

 

 

Me you young and stupid when speaking with older guys and trying, in fact just trying because in cuting short into (in not) their sentences I d made the conversation so tiring that they had to stop. Interrupting.

Rapt.

 

 

 

Je vais arreter de vous ecrier, ecriez, d vous ecrire seulemnt 1 fois par mois.

ET puis ce face book, ma mere, je n irais plus.

N

 

 

 

She wanted to stir a reaction, and by her sufferings she wanted to (she) see the other’ reactions of concern, of sympathy, of fear for catastrophe; but of not testing the personal sentiment just the core of humanity.

N

 

 

 

She-seer.

 

 

 

I am bothered every time there is no more of your centralizing recent posts.

N

 

 

 

To love (and look after – don’t mean stiffening, don’t mean vampirizing, mean with all rights liberty including, and if you like liberties I cannot stand for my wife well woold have to go in all intelligence- a cuckold? wondering if d be about to call the cops at the reading of my premature-childish engagement). It is rhetoric question, not dramatic, not tragic. The tragic is to say love you go, or it is a lie, therefore have to tell you what in some case is love, at others’ ears, because believe you.

Want to write to, not at my computer only. Want to see, not as the destructor. So what afraid of, or like many you want to see, faking fright on any attempts or almost to get rid of pursuer. If float it is because of the messages (mix) might have for,

Nn

 

may have for. Met awe for.

 

 

 

Write and write but what for. To England enlarge my despair. Every angle on which I am a prey as when I look I watch your ney (nez).

I write for *** and for have and ultimately my cry would be more suave, to me.

 

 

 

She was ji (h)id Hide hiding, not her, but they, the talk about love and saying it is no the primary count, just drop it nay time it is though, as love is though as you have to stop the sufferings and the superficiality.

She was hiding saying love in thinking that she could go and use it as an evidence of her having to take distance. As a weapon as which is more painful than to ear it is love that makes me throw you.

Sentimental education? To which reign? Which agreement, argument upon?

 

 

 

Infamy, the pun I read already.

Femme, infame, the one that one can’t eat.

 

 

 

Nya, any how your concept on education is shit because you confound with sado maso talk when I was talking to you should I have been you? Your baby.

But upon this, don’t take pity, I am a big one, too big but not envious. Tu vas me permettre de te voir? Tu me pardonneras? dis moi.

 

 

 

You are all in exclamatory sentences; I cannot allow myself to this strength it will throw oneself into abyss.

 

Home, homme.

Deliver moi de mon doute fais le.

But don’t do it for me as I would feel your pity, I can’t wait all the time I haven’t prove to you my sheer simplicity. The pleasures you thought I did no have is to contemplate helping a little bit someone who serves my good entity. I am in love with your philo I am not ashamed in knowing that here for sure there is alchemy.

The pleasure day would be to clean, cook, bring it to you, caress you, a mini, a “leave” as much as you need for the place to contact you and tell you the story that could us and the neighbourgs set more free.

 

 

 

 

I dream of one-day weh when I can write without asking you if it is other than macabrity that I would like to slay. Not that I hate the shadows, but violence on what I have been given to love, on what I had been given to love. To start being odious with your former estate, would be a life betray.

 

Weh when, we, way.

 

 

Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn

 

You never understood that it was my pleasure and my mused amusement this play, all around what? What I love, the love that love alright. Wise is not reasonable. My pleasure, your puzzle.

 

 

 

I have thought not. I really do not think you would have shown anu accordingly to me affection sings signs if you were with somebody. I have been, turn –no (turn) ed- round and round but by polysexual, by the serious woman I felt that it was love even if platonic only, solely in all its aspects. Although I respect 100% this choice it is not for me. I d rather re.other, r(e)ather, reactor, to be alone than share my wife, if I had two it be only shaggy, and though I find sex interesting, without roots it is or tasteless or revolting-even if in the after mat only.

I was not hinting no more; and the thinking nor. I had been writing to you for the past 3 months without interruption, I let myself carry on over the can (NON) chant son-champs son. (“you ll be my field” from cat stevens- tu vois je suis d epoque, has been my favourite since I ve been resuscitate, (recu=receive/citate). Since you, since only you, I whistle it now instead of keep it all inside what has called brainy. And when I do it it is teh most liberate melody.

 

 

Supersession

‘The mastery over the forces of nature as well as of humanity’s own nature’

Sciences replace religion. Enlighten?

What will eradicate, suck in the force of production?

 

Collective control for police?

N

 

 

 

The problem is when personal freedom (=as far as you don’t damage no body else) is subject to a contract. If you don’t do me that I let your rightful territory (dignity) being sacked, caged.

P

 

 

In eating more, and if we asked our bodies to get more and more to get brainy.

Or less and less to face peenury with volutpty.

 

 

You said ‘corse, cross’ but who bit you first, certainly not me, i d guessed your family more likely. Not that I don’t want it to be.

 

To be.

 

 

 

You should not be reading stuff for your intention, to what will it be of any use? Don’t I get it?

 

 

Do we manage to get intimate through writing with people we hardly see? Yes totally.

With people we ll never see?

With people we have never seen?

With people we ll never see and have never seen?

“This is the end.”

 

 

 

The violence of feeling, love the drag being, cann transform everything and being…

Love included?

I wait for you to ante anew answer not even inside my experience, you are in all my trances, I what do I do?? That.

But I know you are my simitrical theory? Then? Am wiationg. inviting

 

Symmetric, semit.

 

I know why you move your arms like that now, apart to do your gym, to veneer your posture, to bear your voice, to crypt the monotonous of being screened. Your shoulders are platforms and your arms the unexploited members of your body.

Monotonous.

Autonomy.

N

 

 

What I have done? None, as long as you are not on the way.

 

 

In case you d be wondering about my new password I did not think it was necessary to share it, don’t

You’ve. Louve. Louvres. Louvers. L’OUVRE.

 

The sun here does not move even when windy. It is here to say that light with you is my transport, without what blinds to the core.

 

 

Atheist, agnostic I was-am stil am. And love I bear to woman drives me into places where I met the signs of the existence of god.

From loving the society, I learnt to fear the human. And if my sadness go into the backcourt, manage to be restraint, it is due to your love for the propelled people.

Prop elle. You know what? It is just for the pun, cause aside the one that die from hunger, m y love for this

N

 

 

JE TE DESIRE TANT, QUE J AI ENVIE D ETRE DANS TON VENTRE.

COMME UNE ENFANT.

AJ.AMAIS SOIT DIT EN PASSANT.

J AIMAIS. AFAR AJAR.

A JAMAIS.

 

 

 

Why am I believing in god. Not that my love is the most beautiful, as love as no rank, it is the sheer equality in spirit and of all that touches spirit. When one manage to see, seize and sit as blessed.

I know life is a marvel, I know it is a wonder. But you are the one that can give me the strength, hte one for whom I have to.

 

 

And we.

Awe. Have?

 

 

 

We all count on specific ceremonials, superstitions, assessment on what we have been doing- the all lot being directly or indirectly towards the satisfaction that we had provided to our gods, spirits, referents, intuitions, believes, bellies, belief, belie; to get us running on the high. What kind of sacrifices and mass are massively built, erect, adore, our assembly? This world a scant  sanctuary actuary that has to be delivered from its roguishness.

Rigour? Rogeery, robbery, roger?

The rog and rag, it is why us princes of sinner(G)y we like to dress with the cotton of the larvae.

 

 

When one sees the lights dancing, the shadows lending its forms through a tree, the wind, a motion…

Ants what to want when nothing moving one can find nor seek, hailish to, what, with extremity?

 

 

This feeling I am weaker, as ti bcomes harder whereas ti is a steepy crawlin- sliding towards hir higher stages.

Could getting (h)older be of the same premises?

The old look sage, but can we look at them any longer? They are parked, wisdom, even at a glance if is far too much dangerous.

 

 

 

Older.

Lord-order.

 

 

Intellectual work is a job of plagia, reconstruction, having the different elements to converge, with the additional features of our own perceptions, experiences, recollections. Thank god and the people for whom we gather to have time to do it at profusion.

 

 

Called capitalism or materialism by the communists, the end of the religious, if not spiritual rules ended the respect for the objects, the matter. Historically this would well correspond with mass production, thought I d be curious to know what the relationship to objects was at a time where you could have to learn to kill in order to keep thieves at bay. You had nothing. And now we had too much everyday. We had, we add nothing but subtraction. Not the submit ‘drag’ or trickle down, but hell extraction of disrespect for the concrete and flee away from the spirit simultaneously- as we cannot detect a spirit in what we are taken in contempt, this tools no more tools to revere but engrossment of vanity.

 

 

Be-lieve.

Be-leave.

Be-lieverage.

Hell-heave.

Bell-eve, hive.

Be-live heaven.

Even.

 

 

A god job I am a teetotaller… sic

 

 

They called them ‘demons’ in order to make themselves pseudo reasons to be inhumane, cruel, degradated, and to be pride and fell a sentiment of superiority and claim having courage on top of tip.

 

 

E(l)hen you talk to, of, for out him and or as say that they need him. He feels like the gladiator. Your man, your entire.

Assay.

N

 

 

Totalled iteration totalitarian in the sense of the rules should be reviewed in the sense of enhancing dignity of the art of ruling for everybody by everybody, universe to look into, after and up to ti.

 

 

 

Totalled iteration (short of this) totalitarian

Short.

Abort.

Aorta.

 

She won’t send love story to you, it is of her sole concern.

To listento them and quitey quitly quietly refrain.

N

 

 

 

And to listen the old song, fortunately they stopped the drugs that rocked boredom facing society.

 

 

 

Give one’s problem, one’s pain like an offerings to the one that hopes and help situation to get better, alto gether, alter gather, the work of a millennium made for us decades lasting ducky, not judge, alleviated it. To give them the choice to struggle. Impossible? Yes to cone considerate it. The prism, the prize, inner and for the momentof  ephemerality electric, going to what us con icon, called lethality.

All around, lll, —, ///, the weight.

 

 

 

 

You know I want to send you thought about the world but you would ask yourself if I am not talking to you through indirectly and then the most pure of my dreamery or rededication just become omen.

Revendication.

 

 

 

 

To imagine the meal of tomorrow and what, who, why it will be enable us to move and yet again foresee. And abstain from having t o sleep without its remedy.

Lullaby.

Lu = light = read.

Lull a by.

A by abysmall.

 

 

 

At dourdan hospital, france, near great Paris(H), my friend ali, was a very old guyof 90 years. He had been a oworker half of his life and live in the middler of the suburds – for emely a sna shanty town during th 60’s – till year 2000, in his without-water-caravan. I was so weak and abondoneed that he was left with pee on him for weeks tough he accepted a shower once a year by the fire station. He was vehement no one was insisting on him dealing with his having become incontinent.

One day he had a heart attack thankfully in the street and was brought to this hospital.

He was holding his thumb inside his wrists in a retroverted way. I would not have known, I just tell thEm and find my friend some times later with his thumbs cut into two, his nails facing the palm of his knuckles. It is because I asked so many times, had to came across later with a physio who finally intervene on the finger, since long dead, that I understood formally that these people did not do anything to prevent him to squeeze the other his hands  way the joint is going from pain.

 

 

His,

I, IS, HISS.

 

 

 

We .

When I do not give back your gallant desire, you go susceptible.

To be blunti I could suck you all night, but I am not feeling well at the moment, at the backgoudou (=sissi) brutal remembrances of my not being with you.

You know whom you resemble. You resemble my aunty, the oldest one or almost, the one who has not have a husband, we are her true nephwev discretedly, I am, she counts her lot, she knows it. A pig headed, very beautiful female, very beautiful for me and because of never stop being active and physically and in her world of fantasy, and folly but ruly. Rally! But pig headed as much as resembling them. The day I cry the most of my life was the day I gave a real thought about thers. Hers. Mine and hers.

 

There are thoughts that I wonder, or guess, or sketch. They are thought, not(hing, hint)  formerly formally,  definite, even to a human ears, years.

But I cannot tell you. Finite?

 

 

 

There, here, terre.

 

 

 

Dumpy.

Duhmpy-humpy.

Crackies.

 

Feel like suicide, tok see = expect = ask people one loves to cry this one time. There is nothing much else you cannot do about it, as presently.

 

 

 

All of our political meetings void of every pour pure actions, betraying their ideology of equality and nonesty.

They are black masses realy. Don’t need to be the political ones, are every actions is politics and bar, bear or bury democracy.

We thought barely, and if basely?

 

 

 

Welcome you like your lady, and we could know this accent of eternity.

 

Someone walk in the street, it is night, she is a bit in a hurry, a bit praisy, like signalling to everyone, like if it could have the need for someone. I am the building at the centre, like the heart of the block, who can hear her, me only at this reception, and of course, I am wishing up to bring my sense to the possible (that) fact? It could be you.

N

 

 

I son’t respect any one any longer, I will have to be drag from this torpor, but by love if not by deraison. My old aunt comes to my mind to teach me and instead of writing and restore what “instinct” can bring, I don’t move anymore.

Extinct.

 

 

 

I don’t shant’y son’t. Honte = shame. ~ aunt, hunt, haunt. Hot, full, hut, flute, shut. Flout.

 

 

 

It is not always easy to have a dick, that is one’s sexual organ remote from the rest of the body, like cut, or curvy, or with the thread of taping, peter out,

I thank my son to have taught me, on self-reflexion after having done my pamper, on personal care omnipotency.

 

 

 

Do you say to you I love you, to soothe, protect, alleviate, reassure, tame, relativize us, you or me?

Do o you know what you provoke? Evoke.

At the pre, eve of? There is only love on earth and all that through may imagine, the proof of unstoppable living, the why one’ d like resurrection though life is misery. Misery to live? Don’t count without it. And count the one you bear even if the person does not care? To love to love, as love is light, an opening, no world is a prison while one can transform all horizons.

Horizons, horror.

Hors I ons.

Or, I, ont.

Ont, to have.

Ore.

Or on.

 

 

 

You, in fact true pronunciation insisting, latent, lagging, hissing, or whispering.

Y, je,            o,              u, you.

The day of her death, she was crying the name of her official, as it were to be allow, this only name. While her voiding up body was taken by the essence of her true.

B

 

 

 

Like the religious, one has to investigate darkness not as its sacrifice, scapegoat or escape but as outer us as inner us, life is awaiting for comprehension and creation.

That is- What is (life)?

 

Like, lead, lea, leak.

Lie.

 

 

 

You sacrifice, and the last one, talking not of an ultimate, you don’t think I am the one, but sacrifice one’s career, he never asks for it. I ask for loving, voing, woo.

But she says no I won’t be so perfromant if I love. But performant you mean in the profession you adore but what since he is for the same philo since to the accomplishment of your practises and principles I would be completly beyond them and what relationship is expected, as I support you, not us in the state I d like us and me and you to be. She is his love owny.

The love as incarnated but by the person who bears the offprick offsprings of thought, and what they bear, us radiation, entity.

 

 

 

You imagine yourself with a terrible hunger, like one we almost experience everyday as everyday we eat. No more food, why not imagine eat humans, like we do everyday in this society of termites.

 

 

 

Imagine, magie.

 

 

 

Do you say to you I love you, to soothe, protect, alleviate, reassure, tame, relativize us, you or me?

Do oyu know what you provoke? Evoke.

Or would you not have rather suffer in silence, if so, as sick I am you don’t want me he(a(r) ever, you don’t want me for your companion, so why ploy play down the work, the word for which is worth and deem existence, even in mine that does not hold.

N

 

 

If I cannot ask permission to love, I can, I will as long as my life is intelligent, ask for it to be helped.

Canto.

Can, note. Music and prosedy.

 

 

 

To go on to another life, one has to die, and it is the why of the beauty of (fresh) sufferance.

Sodomy linked with facaes, as when after the rectum is erected.

Nothing to do with scatophily, but functionally ready for a certain form and stage to yell through.

why and how and butt.

To speak of one’ security as a boon from one’s society whereas its security is at a cost of pariahisation and silly discrmination’

Why silly? Based not on progress, abilitation, ex to prevent someone to kill somebody else, but not in killing him afterwards, even not socially {nor stoically}

But production of silly inequality enable people to say if you don’t fuel these I throw you to the ground or where you will be eaten, if you don’t work for dishonour and money. Silly!

 

 

 

In your talks, think of foreigners they need you to talk clear at any time, above with the habits of yours to get quieter and quieter when it become idiosyncratic.

I manage to rewind your good joke and ultimately have a welcome laugh, which I could not have without hearing it articulated.

I haven’ t read you enough, but it is the impression I get that you like getting particular and therefore lead your readership in far retched gymnastic on this example. More so, the need to have and maintina a clear diction, you speak to fast, Scottish.  (Nordic) shivering from the cold hormonres?

 

I love you frau, for nothing but I don’t mind, as I need to love

Verity?

 

To find one’s ownership one’s domptor, to find one’s.

Verity.

 

 

 

On fumes, mn of huff and stuff, at a highest level when listen to you, as I am charmed inside my aim, my life into. My life, mill. File, lim.

The aim of all of it, who could predict?

 

 

 

I will have to go back to the apprentiship of controlling my fear, and nicest moment into the darkness of a park at night. You conduct me in these quarters super, I, it be a change from north eeping forest. But this time as the park is locked, I won’t have to bother about human pests, also I would be having a little training more seriously than previouly. The deers and their empress.

On staying in locked park, and not during the day. Long story.

N

 

 

 

 

Mais, (ne nous), ne serions nous pas un peu macho , par hazard?

I am indeed surprised that you did not stop me and say “mais voyons Cherie, ne pourriez vous pas cessez vos envoies religieux, vous etes d un genre plus gothique, ou c est du moins comme cela que je vous esperais”

 

I recall him the time where the women were not accepted nor at the offices, nor at the bars, nor at the places where bargains were taken place, and even not where the leisure, such as hunting and racing reign like lose for free pretress.

Priestess.

Pretre, priest.                 Prayer,             ayer, slayer, iest. Prier = pray,           pri = seized.

prete, = to lend.

 

 

 

Ok cela deviant connement jealous, c’ est simplement qu ej je n ai plus nulle part pour te retrouver.

Women talk like men would do among themselves to confront each other iw, with, within false principles of gender, soiling sex, identity, pride, equality, variety, suavity, sensuality, liberty, and as many as theirs, there are of authors.

In between.

And In between.

Me and you.

Pouah.

A chant chance I am oho homosexual you d have managed tic.

Tanks thanks to people who make me experimente other feelings than resultant revulsion or trahison.

Revolts.

 

 

 

I never thought to have more pleasure when alone, because I think of someone this time, not anymore to be functional, but to appease.

I follow the respect I owe to do as if, since he would allowed the remit permit.

To make it while thinking to the other’s pleasure, and come like a soldier, breathing as low as rough, fulling the iar, ier, soldier, friar, yard, that tenet tensity, tenacity y was emptying.

I, are, am, he, were, dom, self, ness, ism, en, vom-it.

Hit.

 

 

 

Your expression of desire that vanquish. As you do it when it is gone, or when you ll say it is gonna be the superceded tying time I won’t go back, I have the taste and that won’t last

Lash.

Relish reeling, quish

 

Relinquishing quipped quim.

 

 

 

Quim = que him = only one? Other version. ~

Squid.

 

 

 

I try to give you everything through wir writing.

Like when one thinks something and d say I have to put it down now, what ver I am doing as if I start thinking I will remember, I shall loose this time to process it again. Thoughts have to be put down.

You treat me like if I was hinting; it is everything I try to hand over.

No game.

Am I so looking lie like a true horror?

 

 

 

Not being afraid of the dark is not feting fearing death, but toi do fear death is not knowing or fearing or condoning human weakness feebleness.

 

 

 

The demons the spirit whom each thinking habit.

We dwellers.

 

 

Whatever, however little or delusionary hope is on stock, live is going on.

Subject-if.

n

You said my essays were not critical, or dialectical?

 

I have been too ambitious. I wanted to respond to your cast on my happiness but the resirprocity- I have forgotten social mobility-. But for me it was happiness to love you, in the offing how could I offset but offside offering (par rapport) vis a vis the rest, your mistress of career, the iffy, offstage, of ring and fascicules of falsification proofer professed, what can id, what can we do?

 

 

 

Id, idem.

 

 

 

My mum always told me she has the fright of her life watching the night of the living dead while pregnant with me. I just realize she repeats herself at time. At least I came out of her belly. Where are you?

N

 

 

 

Even when it comes to sexual reaction, I know it could be you, it would but you.

n

 

Will you trust me back or gather evidence or got me silly till I die more than I deserved, it?

N

 

 

En francais ca se dit jouer le malin, si j etais peintre je vous ferais plein de dessin, mais dans ma journee se defile tous les portraits qui l me faut vaux, veau de bile. Belle. Vile. Ville.

Mais de toute facon je ne peux pas jouoer a qui je ne suis pas.

Je suis usi malendrin mais jonete pour ma femme il suffira, pour ma femme et si c est oit, les assez allez laisse moi t expliquer que c est bien et si tu trouves pas je le referai mieux.

 

 

You laugh at me publicly the other day, te then I have one or two words to tell you. It is at the highest authority I will complain, the sire, the noble, I am not saying it has a tail, bon dieu.

N

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I now pronounce you man and wife.

Man could have been used as saying not male, but this particular marital status ally to the fact that one has to get a paid job to be deemed a ‘working’ and therefore passable of being adult and not adultery.

 

 

 

Who whom, right holders, right bearers

 

 

 

Emancipation has the connotation of freedom from one’s aparents, who are the ‘first apprentiship’ on dependence.

Emancipation but not including the rights to profit from vanishing physical strength

To build another colony, but what if one does it without taking into consideration the effects aleready functioning of gathered efforts to build positive elements of the communities. Affects,

Could be emancipation be divisive, ruin what is ready to serve freedom and wisdom, a flee.

 

 

 

To love you as one have tor represent everything, and that it will pick a person, this I love, this is love, we can think that even and stay humble. Heaven is humble, I might die without reciprocity. The despair is not far when I see you are not my humble, who would accept my hand, my fingers are not rapish, they are for you to come, and sow less preferences on the (p)re-established prejudices that I would not serve you humble.

 

Like it is often represented, the communism ideologism represented as being a single ‘mother matrix’ to whom every of the army, slaves ants and (hands salve) larvae, will have to converge for it to conquer. (The leviathena in a sense). Athena

The term competition, cooperation, collaboration, bribe, elaobarted on nepostism and master consent. Because one needs to follow what is more aknowlegeable and further more the more experimented opinion doubled with the wiser application (but wise means to take dignely on board the bigger picture as well as being concerned and pointing (positing) at and look after in order to resolve all (brace and break on berk) breach of all rights-as if one part only-although we not know how much and far they will be epidemically recurrent and invading-stays in the sa shadows of our neglect and din diminishing relativisation (the one of a cruel conceit, the opposite of resilience, the facility with (why we) which we practise damnation.)

Being on a goal, as it is the way we manage to serve life at its best. And therefore though nix (=north ing) knowing what will be the next better move, as at it best means that we d accepted to be the sheep, the ignorant missionary, as life is a womb.

 

 

 

It is true that your instinct makes us life for the help, guidance, and warmth that one has to procure to someone who cannot. Who lives does not mean that on one’s way to raise out of live shall be. It is why one needs the other, the one for whom he is making, not through instinct or duty, but the one who drags time, space, energy.

 

 

 

Love at the first sight and superstition.

The way I saw you. This (hit, heat) shock of lights, like any apparition, any.

I thought to my soul I have to gone on only.

And then your all body but your head. I was not pemitted with glancing at a woman.

Already.

Because I was ‘’’’’dating’ someone? Because my dates has never been somethingelse that outdated.

I did not have the choice; they always stay distant when they say that they make love to me.

Such an impression it was the first time because, you did not see that, you were the passing mode, of a woman who is here for what does not concern me, though I felt your weight, but not (just) interestingly, all of it.

Even if it did not happen this strange c-hose (object) your light is the mastering of darkness, as no one can tell me I lived for nothing finally.

I caught myself in the thought I could I would I should give her my life, but in fact how was this first impression of it. I have myself for being the slave of superstition, for forgetting my slavery. The one for which I do not dare loving you in all my possibility as the door as not but you as has the grinding key.

 

 

 

T ha t.                   A feminine?

T hi s.

Mind still have the Arabic consonance, in moustapha or Nicola, to prove that it can be neutral. A.

 

 

 

Mon amour, yo can see love and hate in them, you can see help and competition, excitment and restrain, all of the emotions for which you like them humane. What you don’t see is the extent and scope and consequences of their indifference. One can ssya whatever but when comes the need for action, what will be happening at this hour, only psychological superficial damen damn comprehension.

Exit.

 

 

 

“it is not proper to love any woman whom one would be ashamed to seek to marry”

You re not a wussy. But well is that statement reassuring, or bringing any emothions?

 

As now I still not getting it, do you like animals, sort of things?

 

 

 

I don’t understand. You are hilarious and you know it. Nevertheless, you are hiding yourself when you are making one. FUCKING PHOBIC, IS WHAT YOU ARE.

 

 

 

Lif for you and the romance accordingly, as being an answer to your pratically permitting it.

Yet another fight but this one for the skies with whom I have to embrace o holistacaly for the realm be for an empress and not ‘repress’. Kink of propaganda? Reprises, shot, snap, it is not like that, you ae my sole id. As the world d become anon without, your name in the night, your name in the light. Sight?

sole id, solide.

Soleil, seasight.

 

 

 

The day he would kiss her, she could imagine herself throwing into the (ze) deepest waters, to contain, no, to reassert boundaries, and because the bomb could leave her up to the sea.

 

Ze-us.

 

 

 

It is funny to notice that the most fussy people about change in society are those so compliant when come the hierarchy. Us as phantom at the so called utopia, that are just, when at their best, better ideas That no one want because of the risks that they represent for the individual to support them while facing the ripper machinery.

 

 

 

Only by not sleeping, awaiting for what we feel want to resonate in a place we would have prepared more empty, one does the equivalent to go at night in a wookd or a park and listen to any noises, presences, one’s very fear and contentement at not being crushed at tpresent.

 

 

 

To oput oneself in a state of sleepiness because otherwise being so alert to other concerns that one is not able no more to proceed tot he unhonorary tasks

 

 

 

When communists are not green and speak about mass production, comtemps at the state of nature…I really, do not see any difference between communists and capitalists, exepts the nature of the production.

N

 

 

 

What people are afraid of in a situation egualitarian is that the barriers-how shameful they are apart- would not be there to contain, contain, no to undermine energy, but that this energy could become a groundswell destroyer one. Touching everybody. That in this society a lot of our effort should be devoted to inter protection and assessment which is absolutely fine as long as the principles and practises are good, honest and free. But if not, the group who havc lost its only way of self porotection the diversity of the sources of forces.

 

 

 

Mission, missive, emission.

Eve, matter, birth.

 

 

 

I’ d like like you to go faster and further and better. I cannot.

So what is worth love then?

Without regression.

To what?

The sufferance, the death, the disappearance.

Like now?

I don’t know how, where, I don’t know nothing but in my heart every of this happening ok as long as your joining. Is that macabre? Is beyond those, it is whatever happens our auras is like the literal and exact translation in French. Will have, will be.

 

 

 

How does she manage without you. For the time does not become the countdown towards which at last would be sole exitment.

She look forwards to Mondays, when her letter will be sending her patience, continuance, proof of loving.

Thinking that if though you despise the word love is universal and no one escape the rule, even not you. Even for me that idid not anything but aspire to yours.

 

 

Ne pensez pas que je sois en controle de rien, je ne suis que mon destin qui m enseigne pas a pas. Il en serait differement je ne ferais pas autant de conneries.

 

 

 

Ma reputation could have helped me. It would be one of sheer vainquish but harmless dummy.

You d think I am in the capacity of hurting the woman I love or I loved, or whatever to do with it. To hurt sometone because of her having lending me some kind of attention?? I said to you you can slay not mud. Mind could be but if we come accroos entirely alone. Dream, dream…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I saw your site rearrangement but is there any big mess improvement?

I would have liked being stlck stock the altogether same.

N

 

 

nous mind nous = us

noumenal  adj

 

Too much protein means kidney dysfunction.

I wanted to bring you tahini.

 

You re not a wussy. But well is that statement reassuring, or bringing any emothions?

 

As now I still not getting it, do you like animals, sort of things?

 

 

 

I don’t understand. You are hilarious and you know it. And nevertheless you are hiding yourself when you are making one. FUCKING PHOBIC, IS WHAT YOU ARE.

 

 

 

Lif for you and the romance accordingly, as being an answer to your pratically permitting it.

Yet another fight but this one for the skies with whom I have to embrace o holistacaly for the realm be for an empress and not ‘repress’. Kink of propaganda? Reprises, shot, snap, it is not like that, you ae my sole id. As the world d become anon without, your name in the night, your name in the light. Sight?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The day he would kiss her, she could imagine herself throwing into teh deepest waters, to contain, no, to reassert boundaries, and because the bomb could leave her up to the sea.

 

 

 

It is  funny to notice that the most fussy people about change in society are those so compliant when come the hierarchy. Us as phantom at the so called utopia, that are just, when at their best, better ideas that no one want because of the risks that they represent for the individual to support them while facing the ripper machinery.

 

 

 

Only by not sleeping, awaiting for what we feel want to resonate in a place we would have prepared more empty, one does the equivalent to go at night in a wookd or a park and listen to any noises, presences, one’s very fear and contentement at not being crushed at tpresent.

 

 

To oput oneself in a state of sleepiness because otherwise being so alert to other concerns that one is not able no more to proceed tot he unhonorary tasks

 

 

When communists are not green and speak about mass production, comtemps at the state of nature…i really don’t see any difference between communists and capitalists, exepts the nature of the production.

N

 

 

 

What people are afraid of in a situation egualitarian is that the barriers-how shameful they are apart- would not be there to contain, contain, no to undermine energy, but that this energy could become a groundswell destroyer one. Touching everybody. That in this society a lot of our effort should be devoted to inter protection and assessment which is absolutely fine as long as the principles and practises are good, honest and free. But if not, the group who havc lost its only way of self porotection the diversity of the sources of forces.

 

 

 

 

 

Mission, missive, emission.

Eve,  matter, birth.

 

 

 

I d like like you to go faster and further and better. I cannot.

So what is worth love then?

Without regression.

To what?

The sufferance, the death, the disappearance.

Like now?

I don’t know how, where, I don’t know nothing but in my heart every of this happening ok as long as your joining. Is that macabre? Is beyond those, it is whatever happens our auras is like the literal and exact translation in French. Will have, will be.

 

 

 

How does she manage without you? For the time does not become the countdown towards which at last would be sole exit-ment.

She looks forwards to Mondays, when her letter will be sending her patience, continuance, proof of loving.

Thinking that even though you despise the word love is universal and no one escapes the rule, even not you. Even for me that did not do anything but aspire to yours.

Dude’s ode.

 

 

 

 

Ma reputation could have helped me. It would be one of sheer vainquish but harmless dummy.

You d think I am in the capacity of hurting the woman I love or I loved, or whatever to do with it. To hurt sometone because of her having lending me some kind of attention?? I said to you you can slay not mud. Mind could be but if we come accroos entirely alone. Dream, dream…

 

 

 

Life (elfi-healthy) for you and the romance accordingly, as being an answer to your pratically permitting it.

Yet another fight but this one for the skies with whom I have to embrace holisticaly for the realm be for an empress and not ‘repress’. Kink of propaganda? Reprises, shot, snap, it is not like that, you ae my sole id. As the world d become anon without, your name in the night, your name in the light. Sight?

 

 

 

It is funny to notice that the fussiest people about change in society are those so compliant when it comes to the hierarchy. Us as phantom at the so called utopia, that are just, when at their best, better ideas that no one wants because of the risks that they represent for the individual to support them while facing the ripper machinery.

Ideologies holding on to the danger that is coming the way, they decide not to face it.

 

 

 

 

Only by not sleeping, awaiting for what we feel want to resonate in a place we would have prepared more empty, one does the equivalent to go at night in a wookd or a park and listen to any noises, presences, one’s very fear and contentement at not being crushed at present.

 

 

To oput oneself in a state of sleepiness because otherwise being so alert to other concerns that one is not able no more to proceed tot he unhonorary tasks

 

 

When communists are not green and speak about mass production, comtemps at the state of nature…i really don’t see any difference between communists and capitalists, exepts the nature of the production. 

N

 

 

 

What people are afraid of in a situation egualitarian is that the barriers-how shameful they are apart- would not be there to contain, contain, no to undermine energy, but that this energy could become a groundswell destroyer one. Touching everybody. That in this society a lot of our effort should be devoted to inter protection and assessment which is absolutely fine as long as the principles and practises are good, honest and free. But if not, the group who havc lost its only way of self porotection the diversity of the sources of forces.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I saw your site rearrangement but is there any big mess improvement?

I would have liked being stlck stock the altogether same.

N

 

 

 

 

You are feminist and you are alone staging in this all men drama. Did it not pose you like a problem, neary to ethics or similar sementics, cement fields?

Or nearly.

 

 

There is no real relative form o f rights as any negligence any other would forecast. Dire consequences. And fthe fight only more and more intense when one manage to reduce bigger scale problems and apply their substance to life in general.

Manage to reduce bigger scale problems?

In the sense that one cannot get rid of the life incumbent directly under its immediate reaps reads rears responsibility (when one fails to oversee) by claiming going higher – ailleurs = elsewere.

 

 

The only word that is left for me as an intimacy is your name. Nina power, nin, lenin?, pas sa tombe, putain quand je pense que vous pourriez me demolir d une vie que je saurai deviner etre infiniment plus liberee et dejoue, je vous en supplie faite moi l amitie de me diriger vers la sortie de secours. Dites moi la verite etes vous amoureuse de lui ou non, ev, etes vous amoureuse de moi ou non, mais pas de blague, je suis une femme respectable, bien entendu. Mais bien trop vieille pour qu on puisse me conter fleurette. Si je sens que vous ne vous etes pas bien considerer je vous montrerai votre preciosite et si vous ne ma vez pas vien considerer je vous montrerai ma force de caractere, celle de vous demontrer que l amour change bien plus que la guerre. M avez vous bien entendu je vous aime bien plus que ous vous ne vous ne l imaginez. Et bien c est parfait. Comme cas ccomme ca je n aurai rien d autre a faire qu a vous le demontrer. Et je ne suis pas violent du tout. Comme cela je n aurais rien d atur a faire que de vous aimez pour la premiere fois de votre vie. Parce que si vous ne l avez vraiment compris, vous n etes plus une femme du temps modern, vous etes ma relique. Si j avais a designer une femme dans toute ma foutue vie, que vous le choisissiez ou non d admettre, elle serez vous, donc c est vous que j attends et que j attendrais a moins que vous me demontriez intelligemment, il m en manque de l intelligence mais j ai confiance en votre fair play mais pas en votre demonstration de torture et de violentes remontrances. Je vous l ai déjà dit chez moi aussi on aurait bien fait l armee. Mais moi je ne desire qu une chose c est d etre votre garnison tout aussi discret qu une qui ne se verrait que par vos yes et eyes yeux,

Y why          eux.

Voy eur.

 

Je ne veux pas me meler de vos affaires je voulais seulement vous regarder et c est vrai ce n est pas approprie. Qu est ce que vous diriez de me convier de temps en temps et je ne serais la pas pour vous regarder dut tout. Mais pour eviter votre regard naturellement, de pencher la tete de soulagement de me voir en votre presence et vivant une histoire non plus de polisson, mais d amant literaire et spacio temporal, vous etes ma merveille. Bien entendu je ne veux plus me faire vier virer, et dans ce cas je vous obeirai, vous voyez rien de sado maso, je suis sur votre terrain je le reconnais, non pas que j en sois amuse, mais que voulez vous on est nait comme on est nait. “et je ne reg(e)rette rien de ma vie passee puisqu a vous et a cette autre chose vers laquelle je saurai me diriger si tel est votre souhait.

 

Autre. Naut, nature, pature, sature.

 

Je vous aime peut etre plus que vous ne le saurez un jour. Est ce a esperer, a eliminer, je vous ciet cite et vous identifierez a moi d avoir aussi oser l aventure de notre vie: passion j ain ai nomme.

 

Comme si ma femme was mistaken in waiting that the other will deliver her from their pretenses of misunderstanding, to which on which she works so hard to help, assist, in the hope to redeem but to find herself to work for these vu buddies who would leave even drop her the day she would say to a particular one “yes I wih wish that we wil”. I am not talking about me even if I am the hub, but of whom you would have all of rights and duties to serve against the predators that attack or that abstain.

 

What I don’t want is your pity because or I am right to do so because I know you think of it, me as well, it, our it, or you won’t and I count on your grace and on grace in general. Army. Arm me. Your weapon. And in what doing? Because I d like to restor you each time you would allow me to touch your fatigue

 

 

 

To work twice as much and everybody expecting for you thanks. The taste of independent work. Mind who will re.tri.but, retrieve, reattribute, fix the rprice, value the work, weight the time and density. Oh boy and they feign to talk about party, whereas it is a question of human anti inhumane priority.

 

 

Dites je vous envoy les musics juste pour me soulager, si vous me rappeliez j arreterais, ne pourriez vous pas le faire dans la perspective de ma tres limitee culture general, autrement Il me faudrait faire tout en tas de recherché pour trouver un morceau qui soit pertinent. Merci d avance de votre grande comprehension mais avant tout impressionante patience et retenue. Je retrouve bien la mes qualities les pous plus poussees et polissees. Je l avoue en toute modestie, c est aussi pourquoi je vous aime sans restriction je vous comprends vraiment. Je ne suis pas dans l attente de quelque revelations miraculeuses vous ne me voulez pas dans vos pattes, mais je samurais (umph correction automat) les saurais les lecher violemment si vous me montrez vos blessures, il n en serait de moins dure et moins sure. J avalerai tout de vous, mon anou, amour, car si j en laisse une goutte elle viendrait directemennt au creux de mon Coeur terrasser mon indignite de massoeur. Ma petite soeur Cherie, j ai trop peur que vous ne vous indigner pretextant tend, la pedophily, je suis homo, mais dans mon Coeur de femme dechire, viens toute une famille s y retrouver et pour le bien le vrai mon amie est celle capable de tous me les faire reanimer. Thank you you are my hero, je suis desolee d employer votre nom tand et tant de fois, mais je crois que vous l avez oubliez, il sonne comme moi avec ‘dickey’ c est pour ca qui l m etait donne de vous le restituer. Je vouddrais lire votre blog. Et vous apporter le verre d eau et vous faire eviter le cafe. Point final. Moi j ai arête d en boire de nouveau Presque un litre par jour, le jour ou “je me suis dit que mon etat allez etre moins receptive pour vous sentir pour vous repondre pour vous posseder”.

Plus une goutte, et un jour sera le tour du the.

 

15/04/11

Who knows? But more didactically tactic, who wants to know? Or convey. Way.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Je vous imagine tout le temps tres active, et moi comme d habitude tres lascive, a partir du moment ou l on ne se gene pas, pourriez vous penser trois minutes a la compatibilite probabilistic de cela? Trio, our toys, me, you. For me it is ideal yoy won’t have to ask. As much as I am devoted to my “””work”” as much I would be at letting the exact distance you d require to continue yours the way and habits and sheer principles you wanted to. Just don’t talk to me about mainstream communist consideration for nature. Meat only me. Oh no no I don’t consider butchery, and as far as the gourmet is concerned yours my meal sovereign and ti (ty) not too far.

 

Hey power would you do your regular walk it is not burly you could become but stocky, thickset, and me dumpy? Dumped nothing like the same, si, si.

 

 

 

SAINT PETER GONZALES
Dominican Priest
(1190-1248)

 

Saint Peter, fortified by the confidence of the prince, was able to revitalize the faith of the court and the army. But jealous ones set a trap for him; a courtesan was sent to him, apparently to make her confession, but in reality to try to seduce him. When he recognized her design, he went to an adjoining room and wrapping himself in his cloak, stood unharmed amid a great fire which he had lit there; then he called her to come. She and his false friends were converted at the sight of this prodigy, and thereafter all showed themselves filled with veneration for the priest.

http://www.catholic.org/saints/saint.php?saint_id=5181

 

phis phenomenon might be believe on the account of the all almighty importance that a fire was for people. To keep it, to nurture it, to cook, be held not ice with cold, to gather around it, to work with it. Fire as an element would take so much thoughts, concentration, activities, actions, arguments, venerations, routines, ceremonies, awe…this element so primordial so truly almighty that every effort were converging to it, as much as the adaptation on the bodies, adaptation more than factual but of  identification, spiritual or carnal, imaginative or sensitive […]. I would say that the kind of live we have does not embody us with the full knowledge of this effets (faits, consequences, secant?/cut fire c est quand, when? then). As the spirit eu eux. (had them in its swarm).

 

 

Am writing a lot about Agamben these days, and trying to understand in a ‘symptomatic’ way why there are just so many bad books about ‘humanism’ about (and ‘antihumanism’ – think of John Gray’s contemporary cosmic ecological misanthropy). I blame Aristotle, I really do. There’s a proper argument for this, honestly, but it all stems from mixing up animato and rationality (one rational animal for sale, anyone? anyone?).

 

an atheist and a materialist Feuerbach

since I ve know this you I lost my last trend on communism at all.

Boring and appaling. The mass a la masse.

 

 

jaunty

adjective sprightly, buoyant, carefree, high-spirited, gay, smart, trim, lively, airy, spruce, breezy, perky, sparky, dapper, self-confident, showy The novel is altogether jauntier than these quotations imply.
serious,