of blank amazement that amaze no more - Keats
Money and the safety of a group, a daily game of mind traveling and renunciation, veering towards knowledge and new horizons: my life's dilemma, running, Yes running from anything that might soil my soul, But when life's spears I must yank and cascade my holy wry and bring down the inescapable, the sore, languor as judgment.
God is an algorithm simple, everything is connected to the sate of the wry where inundation is languorous, It will take languor to understand and suppress the human combustion be the refinery see the bad and still give good. In truth God cannot help them It doesn't understand what it means to get human only a Buddha can be explain what it's like to be such strict profound. He understands the algorithm and warns of the consequence of every action, there are level to transcendence and remediation is quite the upward swim
God is an algorithm simple, everything is connected to the sate of the wry where inundation is languorous, It will take languor to understand and suppress the human combustion be the refinery see the bad and still give good. In truth God cannot help them It doesn't understand what it means to get human only a Buddha can be explain what it's like to be such strict profound. He understands the algorithm and warns of the consequence of every action, there are level to transcendence and remediation is quite the upward swim
every action is a mirroring of the human experience if the sender doesn't get response communication is swore sure who can institute a world wide languor and concession that is goes power he wield when he doesn't respond he becomes that profound that creates a delirium when you deny them resolution.
It's high morality one a human is not ready for Chandra Gupta moria starved to death people who don't value human life will have to eat blood they can't convince themselves of,will hate themselves everything will pall in comparison It is the conversation Nigeria don't want to have, it's the wry, karma, valuing human life, the inundate, eternal sore it's a Nigerian problem teach them how to accompany themselves they must value people lest they will never be free It's the solemn death they need a lesson to their egos gotten from pompous particularism of religion and beef consumption living a demonism
be careful of anyone who refused to retaliate your hurt he is trying to destroy your life for generations even, you are in algorithm, you must pay.
it has our people mannerless, but what happens when money and vagina is not enough what happens when the person makes you evaluate your action,you suffer anguish, what happens when you can't pay back you will be stuck in languor and they're is no hell quite like it, For life isn't a contest it's is a reflection.
be careful of anyone who refused to retaliate your hurt he is trying to destroy your life for generations even, you are in algorithm, you must pay.
it has our people mannerless, but what happens when money and vagina is not enough what happens when the person makes you evaluate your action,you suffer anguish, what happens when you can't pay back you will be stuck in languor and they're is no hell quite like it, For life isn't a contest it's is a reflection.
all my sins have come back to haunt me I've been a bad person myself in the past, Its a pay, a pain that turns the mind in the search and consequent frustrated
looking for the compensation is me finally trying to make up for my past, they might run but they must pay, for God is an algorithm as long as you are man every action sates, langour hits when you are denied resolution and sent spinning in oblivion.
From that pale mist
Ghost swore to priest:
‘There sits no higher court
Than man’s red heart,' - Sylvia Plath
like rubber rubbing on itself, you will be unable to taste life
you woulda exists but no one would care
open mouth and you refused they is the languor accompaniment you reduce it deny their existence, to bring damnation of languor, one must become the stoic unforgiving like God
open mouth and you refused they is the languor accompaniment you reduce it deny their existence, to bring damnation of languor, one must become the stoic unforgiving like God
the amusement of the rich was always the ignorance of the poor, but embarrassment and langour followed the enjoyment without responses and continuation
The best punishment for ignorance is one's instituting languor for they have communicated without feedback hence they can not relax, they must march my purity to get my reply without in forever nature a feedback because they can't match my purity they will have to elevate their person's there by developing themselves one must strife to reject money at all cost and seek the paragon of perfection in order to become the changed you want to see in the world hard but that's how God works the insouciance of perfection that charts ones elevation it might sound absurd but in the one can actually beams the change he wasn't by maintain a rigidity and straightness that the world invariably have to align with, if he so wills he can change the world. be strict, austere and keep the vessel pure.
The mirror world works both ways if they reflect it on to you you can reflect it back to them as they see you you see.hrm they eyes only see shed and the susceptible to the gossamer of inundation Be careful about fon the nightmare must become theirs
I have flipped the mirror and the window of the world will see a sore till it disemboweled itself
by footing them on that high a pedestal they will not know how to function
I will reach them lesson in high morality for which there is no cure whose a hell intense
functioning will be hard for them
since they are a programming I will be a programming on their programming to desicate their programming rendering it useless they don't know how to function they are heavy and don't know why they will have to sift an
empty svelte and that is their punishment for latching minds with one who practices a high morality.
They cannot kill them but those are not their children and their effort have been in vain
they are in my illusion now no day will be the same and every day will be similarity
since all functioning depends on memory they cannot remember who they are no have the verve they once had
I have effectively killed them without them dying. By beaming the change you want to see in the world and when they think of God they will only see your face.
They will have no choice but to live aright and focus on values driven goals, value the human life because no man, absolutely no one can read back gehenna into the overpsyche they have been killed. For first it was a coup now it's a genocide a genocide by reading. That inundation is a punishment
Like in Gita godhood has come to one unsought, I become the charter of the overpsyche you are good you will enjoy life but it you are bad you will risk insanity and langour v karma
God is the reading sludge of actions, to institute languor you must be willing to endure, since you are in Vishnu an unforgiving algorithm nothing they or you do will go unscathed, all actions have consequences every effort pile up somewhere
so when I see their hairs curling, I smile knowing they will never been the same
they will brave a generational languor, until they make complete restitution, the funny thing about the overpsyche is that it isn't a tube, it's a whorl and they will be unable to exhale, they will live a wry that ultimately converts them through stale penitence, and that's languor, the true judgement, the god of men.
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