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Do dead people like music? I hope they listen to mine if they do, in their coffins, in the cold underworld, between the mind and the body in an insomniac wall of sleep. – Marc BroudeRate it:
Appearances are deceiving when it comes to the Holy Eucharist. It looks like the bread of Jesus’ time, tastes like unleavened bread, smells and feels like bread but it’s not bread. It’s the body and blood, human soul and divine nature of Jesus of Nazareth, risen from the dead. – Francis Cardinal George, OMIRate it:
Restrict high capacity magazines and clips and we say “over my dead body.” Restrict the Body of Christ and we say little to nothing. – Everett PiperRate it:
We are in fact convinced that if we are ever to have pure knowledge of anything, we must get rid of the body and contemplate things by themselves with the soul by itself. It seems, to judge from the argument, that the wisdom which we desire and upon which we profess to have set our hearts will be attainable only when we are dead and not in our lifetime. – SocratesRate it:
1. Form yourself Body like children's plasticine, become such a man so that girls and women have a natural fire between their legs, so that trousers are on fire with excitement. The same applies to girls, the more your shape, that is, the bait you are more likely to get married. 2. Cybernetics of etiquette The danger is that the robotization of the formal hypocrisy of the selfish world is developing. The cybernetics of selfish etiquette, where one will unlearn compassion and even cry, everyone will only smile politely while committing an unconscious sin that is the result of hopeless despair. 3. Around you there are a lot of ironic gifts in which there may be a hypocritical sarcasm of approval. Gifts of Fate and they all tick and only a few of them will not explode and cripple you. Be sure to save those that talk about your family and children. 4. Wild anger enveloped in chains of patience, red-hot with the fire of rage. Abstinence is the highest human feeling. You must live a life without anger, shackling him in the arms of nobility and love, and then the hellish flame of anger will turn into a steel of peace. Anger is painful because it is a delusion devoid of any sense of justice, it does not give you respect or a sense of satisfaction from justice, only a contemptible shame in front of higher powers. Anger is an unnecessary feeling of the mind and heart, it is a fire that burns the soul and defiles memory. Anger is the product of new grievances, dramas, and tragedies. Live only one life without anger, and the vicious circle of self-deception, the wheel of samsara and reincarnation of déjà vu, the whole life as an inadequate sleep will stop, and you will wake up in paradise, the same life will stop repeating itself. 5. Cyber Animatronics In all this cyber illusion of the human world, the animatronic work ethic needs to be lubricated with the machine oil of the humanity of empathy. 6. Your self-deception and selfishness Beat to death only a few enemies, laziness because of which you will become poor, fear giving problems (beat the problem, not people) and your own selfishness, because of which you will be lonely. And your most important enemy, the boss of all your problems and sorrows because of which you live in the illusions of deception - it is your self-deception because of him, you do not see the truth and the light of holiness of spirit, their death will give you happiness. 7. Fear is your shadow, the sun reflects in it all your instincts in which vices and inner flaws are hidden. Fear is a confirmation that you are alive, since the dead do not have a shadow, some after death themselves turn into a shadow. 8. Relationships are children's play tea. 9. Chaste modesty in modern society is the pestis of a hypocritical girl in an erotic costume of an angel with a trident of a devil as a symbol of bitchiness. 10. For higher powers, feelings are not important, only a reaction. 11. Loneliness is an oppressive silence, plunging into the depths of reality and the words are just noise. 12. Be against any kind of smoking, because the smoker smokes and exhales cigarette smoke. This smoke from his rotten lungs, spoiled body, harmful bacteria, all this nasty dirt in the smoke goes into your nose and mouth. If you value your health, then be against smoking 13. The smile of awareness gives sexual pleasure from your own laughter - this is an epiphany orgasm. 14. Self-deception catches your joke by grabbing your hand, the joke of which you wanted to hit someone and half of your life beats you half to death with your own joke, but this is the irony of karma. 15. All people are diamonds, but they do not cleanse themselves of the dirt of laziness, without striving for perfection, they do not want to make themselves a filigree cut to see new facets of possibilities. 16. Look at these two smiling freaks, they are your laziness and fear, they are the sixes of your egoism, while egoism submits to self-deception. Because of them, you are at the bottom of your life. Take two brass knuckles: will and courage, beat them, but kill them, I feel how you get pleasure from this, you see that you are becoming richer. Kill them because only they pull you to the bottom. 17. When the powerful bass of anger sounds, everyone is deaf in their eyes, the darkness of selfishness, and their eyes reflect drama, and maybe tragedy, but later comes realization along with crying laughter of regret. 18. Potential is a lunar eclipse when it overshadows all envious shadows. 19. Looking like a lot of playful toys called chattering teeth in the basement of mankind's thinking, this place is the abode of envy. 20. History hides the sins of selfishness under new theories. 21. Time accumulates ghosts Time accumulates ghosts, over time they can become so many that they will become a separate people and the living and the dead will live together as one people. 22. Faithful loving girls are the most gorgeous and luxurious they are priceless. 23. Psychology is stereotyped Psychology thinks very stereotypically, you cannot fully rely on it, since it is almost impossible to calculate the code of behavior or the pattern of its actions. Since a person is unpredictable even for himself. 24. Compliment girls more often Compliments are like an erotic massage of the soul and nerves for a girl. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich – Musin Almat ZhumabekovichRate it:
1. Sociopathy of power The world is plunging into a selfish, marketing, deadly sociopathy of power. People unite into groups of egoism, egoism unites them, billions of people think about themselves, each group builds its own system. An epic blockbuster of facial lies and self-deception. She collides with another system of egoism, the war of egoism in the eternal struggle for absolute power. Selfishness returns humanity to the child's consciousness of revenge, thus the world is ruled by childhood fears and childhood traumas. 2. The embedded logic of egoism, the promotion of marketing theories of hypotheses, ideologies and opinions - these are all legal drugs of apophenia and simulacrum. 3. Humanity is entangled in the web of its own egoism, people get entangled in their own self-deception, where they manipulate clip thinking, the blindness of cynical skepticism, where they react not to truth, but to social status, each thread of selfishness was formed by the line of human instinct, billions of vicious threads of selfishness, transform everything into nonsense, and lead the herd instinct to a dead end, collective, mass consciousness. 4. Where does time lead us and how deep is the black hole of illusions, time takes us to another dimension, everything seems exotic and an unknown world, a world that becomes native, and life is like a wondrous dream of illusions. Time confuses or creates discoveries for us. The biology of the body reveals a philosophical lesson for us under the yoke of time. It seems that time leads nowhere, like a compass that moves in a circle. In a hurry, we make a lot of mistakes and unconscious sins, the time machine accumulates dirt. 5. Poetry lives in the present. Poetry is the value of what is in this life. 6. Contemporary thinking in contemporary art, an associative collage of banality, turns into an empty formality, expressed in an ugly imagination, where people try to surpass their own selves in a vicious imagination. 7. Nature adorns life. 8. The universe is so eloquent in its colors poeticises reality, romanticizes nature. There is no more beautiful prose writer than the nature of the universe. 9. Nature is a dream of great and greater. The heart becomes infinitely free and the soul becomes gigantic when we are in nature. We become part of the great. We become a part of ourselves when we are in nature, we feel a kinship with it. Nature is romance in which we realize everything and everything, all the pettiness and insignificance of what we feel in the city, we become ourselves. 10. Various martial arts schools of thought and philosophy, including the style of the drunken master. Discipline and training in truth, the only path to enlightenment. The power of thought breaks stones and bricks. They fight with the power of thought, they fight for the power of truth, others at the expense of tactics, and still others at the expense of deceit. Fights for absolute power over people. Recruiting students, universities of theories and academies of paradigms. Martial schools of philosophy, all kinds of martial arts thinking, all fight for the title of dogma. Since the truth is fragmented and forms its own flora and fauna of the evolution of thinking. Some strive for divine truth, others add GMO spices of instincts, vices and selfishness. 11. Too much truth is the style of a drunken master, intoxicated by the sweet wine of philosophical poetry, piercing ages, the comical third eye of philosophy, the power of irony and sarcasm of which will break the stone of stupidity and the ice of indifference. Developed dexterity of thought, manipulates the fighting techniques of aphorisms, and philosophical poems, and quotes from a drunken master, an elusive prose writer of aphorisms, leaving no chance. Loneliness enhances the power of the blow, and the fiery, dragon's breath of truth, the depth of thought, piercing consciousness and subconsciousness, piercing the infinity of time. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich – Musin Almat ZhumabekovichRate it:
1. We are in the womb of materialism, in a cocoon of illusions of fear, where slaves are born. 2. Deja vu karmic, infantile nostalgia New neurons of thinking are formed in the anatomy of philosophy, evolutionary maturation is formed. In the bathysphere, the bottomless depth of philosophy is cognized with the unknown flora and fauna of evolutionary thinking. More and more often, one can feel the deja vu karmic, infantile nostalgia of romance keeps us in the karmic merry-go-rounds and the swing of childish stubbornness and cheerful fear. Where love finds eternity in the nostalgia of romance, a sense of the pricelessness of the moments. We remain in the past during life and after life. where we feel déjà vu as we are ghosts. Consciousness matures with each new life, and subconsciousness is a piggy bank of nostalgia. Reincarnation and the wheel of samsara is the kindergarten of infantilism and childhood fears. This is a time loop of a philosophical lesson in life. Incubator and cocoon of growing up. Amnesia lowers everything into oblivion, and life turns into nothingness, and only intuition is the navigator of genius and maturity in eternity. Life is not enough to understand its laws of variability, there are only theories. Only the evolution of fear and selfishness is possible. Science and culture are useless without knowledge of the future. 3. The game leads to the logical end of the cycle. From one playful, infantile mindset of manipulation of populism to another. All modes change as the design and graphics of the game reality change. 4. We are limited by the illusion of materialism in the small screen of marketing It's amazing how we are constrained by the illusion of materialism in the small screen of marketing. Nature seems to be endless as the earth is round. With its abundance and originality in colors. There, in natural landscapes, freedom of thought and the flight of poetry like birds in the sky. Computers suck life out of us as well as materialism. In nature, we feel the infinity of life, in the harmonious cycles of rebirth. The world is so gigantic and the screen is so small. Nature as the best decor for life. Sweet dream of life in nature. Life seems full, and the soul is full of happiness and romance. No urban autism. 5. Poetic beauty of a Kazakh woman You are my hot attraction, I do not control myself at all. I want to cling to you with my love like a leech. From your appearance, the impotent will get up, anyone will feel like a romantic. You are the eternal inspiration of romance. This is how your image sounds poetic in the bright colors of epic prose. You are the hard drug with the most powerful addiction. You are not enough all the time. Without you, everything is meaningless and insignificant. All grammy songs are about you. All that has to do with you are Oscar-worthy romantic films. The hot heat of love, the burn of passion from your body. Tongue and lips are drawn to you. Your image has powerfully merged in consciousness and subconsciousness. Powerful mental addiction. It's useless to give up on you. You are like an orgasm of poetry. You are like an endless love journey. Oh my God, my mind says, you are like an obscene delight. You are the medicine for my mind. 6. Hope is like leaves on trees. 7. Hints of awareness Polemics and discussion like wushu kong fu and contactless combat, subtly and refined, hints of awareness sound, the wisdom of redirected aggression sounds like a discussion of aikido. Battles for the heart. Consciousness, thinking as the direction of consciousness of the philosophy of life energy qi and prana of thinking. Where traditional folk music is the rhythms of the cyclical nature of life as the cyclical nature. Philosophy of life, its wealth and abundance. Meditative romance of being and the philosophy of life, its subtle vibrations of insight sound like a whisper of eternity. 8. We are a broken nature, we are cut off from the laws of nature from the romantic philosophy of being, but we preserve the pragmatism of the Stone Age. This is what connects us to the natural world. Instincts are our cradle of nature. On a cognitive level, thought development is how human evolution develops. 9. We're in the ghost matrix We are in a ghostly matrix, we are in the past and this is our eternity. In the time loop of karmic nostalgia, reincarnation and the wheel of samsara, where the philosophical romance of awareness of the soul and heart is intensified. We do not understand that we have been dead for a long time. 10. Poetry is an eloquent painting of emotions, a prosaic sense of reality. 11. The stages of life as the cycles of the moon, the regularity of the influence of the biology of the body, and only selfishness, money and character take away from the natural norm of the processes of life. 12. A person as a traveler in the world of nature of people, the subconscious as a vacuum cleaner accumulates and projects everything that is in this world, a person is like a turtle who moves on himself everything that humanity has created in his mind, like a heavy load, a person from this is still moving on on all fours like a turtle, thinking has become a whole industry of thought production. Where ideas are not a medicine, but only a commodity in the marketing of vanity and selfishness. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich – Musin Almat ZhumabekovichRate it:
1. Without desires, you are dead, like a ghost that sees only reality. 2. It's amazing how we choose our own reality, what does it mean that we want to live in an illusory lie, or to see only what we want to see in individual reality, denying the divine reality of nature. To live in an artificial reality of our vices and instincts. To squeeze bodily pleasures out of her when, as spiritual pleasures, as opposed to bodily pleasures, are eternal. We deny our lives by plunging into the illusion of emptiness. Lies from our illusory dreams become reality. Lying out of self-deception becomes our sight. 3. Life is a memory, it is memories, life is a recording on an energy tape, because life is in the past. 4. Life is not a body, but a soul, life is energy in emptiness. 5. Life consists of recording thoughts, from confusion and naivety. 6. Life goes through a karmic evolution of awareness, over and over again in retro deja vu recordings. Karmic incubator of evolution in one moment of life that you experience over and over again, you grow up when you want to take the side of goodness and light. 7. Life is karmic nostalgia. A karmic foodie looking for adventure. Life is the philosophical energy of a buffet of feelings and emotions. 8. Melanin and anthropological, genetic adaptation of philosophical culture, created the illusion of hierarchical aesthetics, external and internal obsession with perfectionism, animal ego of the Olympics, where envy and self-doubt creates a dead end in evolution. 9. Cultural vandalism of the hype of the media, media and the Internet in pop culture, science, art, where instead of discoveries, attracting attention and appropriating other people's merits, this is the cancer of evolution. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich – Musin Almat ZhumabekovichRate it:
A guy in line was waiting for a Cronut and saw a body on the first bench. He bought it to the attention of a Dominique Ansel Bakery employee, she saw the dead guy and called 911. They came and pronounced him dead. – Jessica WrightRate it:
Aphorisms Emptiness cleanses from temptations, we are someone in the void, we are nowhere, dust dissolves into non-existence, in the future we were not at all, in the cold of loneliness all illusions freeze to death, silence heals a storm in the soul, fear freezes in the cold of loneliness, conservatism gives deep vision of the world, lost souls in the depths of stupidity, false desires, in the lost materialistic consciousness, in the fateful consciousness, in the true message of the heart the microphone of higher powers, the sacred sky in consciousness, in epic knowledge, are blurred in the fog the scenery of hypocrisy, temporary affirmation, the mainstream of false greedy self-affirmation those who are visible to all people, friendship with greedy people is like going down a slippery children's slide of ice, a little insanity pepper, gives vivid sensations of insight, a little salt of a life-long transitional age teaches people to grow up and mentally not get sick, Billions of ways of temptations so that a person never wakes up from desires, immersion in childish lies of self-deception, indiscretion trolls fate, ego brain programs create a code of human behavior making life meaningless, robbed by marketing of populism, deceitful altruism, two-faced patriotism, fuck with fear, dust in one fell swoop, a hundred truth is digested for years, after death the recognition that he was right, gangrene of stupidity is corruption and blat, selfishness is a weather thermometer of people's moods, the library of sincerity conceals all the secrets of life, we are nobody in this infinity, endless depths of truth in reality, we are guests in whose worlds we live , we are nomads in dimensions, the prelude of inevitability is what reveals and leads us to fearlessness, life teaches fearlessness and independence, time hides underground, We are in the shelter of eternity, digital amnesia of values, after all the inadequacy of lives, we will all be at the highest level of thinking, a leapfrog of excuses, even if you don’t touch anyone, you are like a statue in the park, doves of fate shit on you, the world is a projection of lust, walls of opinions, open your emptiness in emptiness to feel nonsense, intuition in the labyrinth of deceit, the world dies in indifference, mirroring the stupidity of selfishness, politeness is a cosplay of a selfish person, dead skin from the cold frigidity of the opposite sex, You can not fix the technique and cure a person with excuses, the path of the blind is careless, shopaholics are blind and naive people who are robbed by marketers with low-quality goods, marketing is a whisper of the ego that calls to be poor among the garbage of materialism, stupidity speeds up time, a soldier and a patriot is a drop of blood in the ocean of blood of businessmen, factories of illusions where values are fast food snacks, leapfrog excuses of deceit, The skin of the soul roughens from endless labor, in slippery bad weather, in bitter happiness, you will know the bitter truth of your own insidious passion, insidious people are victims of karmic self-irony of various forms of self-parodies, illuminate with an illusory light of optimism, skyscrapers are factories of ego, turn on half a turn, generators and batteries of ego, power plants of the system of illusions, chaos generates paradoxes and absurdities, inadequacy is when people bathe in their own stupidity, movement inevitably teaches to live, materialists disconnected in the abyss, autonomous consciousness of shopaholics under the hypnosis of marketers, particles of life, gaseous seconds go away in cigarette smoke , Uneducated atheists do not know anything about religion, they run from conscience, from the guilt of their sins, the trap of darkness is ready for them, the fire of the stupidity of selfishness will cleanse the earth, arranged by blasphemy is a poseur without the muscles of knowledge, The family is a common coffin together through difficulties until the very end, when you see stupidity, take popcorn, and watch how stupidity commits suicide, optimism is like an antidepressant anesthetic lie, like cocaine addiction in the illusion of lying to yourself, Poetry The juicy valleys of the beauty of your body amaze the imagination, true happiness is a reflection, for your heart there is a great battle, life without you is a great defeat, you are my only eternal love, life without you is sorrow, only in a dream we will meet again, blood is heated from your beauty, from beauty eyebrow twitches, I love you irresistibly obsessively, I go to you unbearably, I will sink into the lips of your beauty in order to know infinite happiness, my tenderness leads to the greatness of love, tenderness dissolves into molecules, passionate, gentle, great, sublime aesthetics of eroticism, an erection like that of a neurotic, like as if struck with a shocker of passion, the insight of love forced to evolve, the hot tenderness of passion, in the charm of erotic power, nothing can surpass your beauty, Passion knows no bounds, love rises sublimely above all understanding, through a thick layer of materialistic contradiction we know true love in your endless beauty, epic fantasy romance, conquers hearts and is strengthened in the form of a monument to the value of eternal love for you, the endless heat of eroticism, uncontrollable primitive passion , in true form, endless sex of souls, we shower from passion to each other, you are my uncontrollable lust, you are the eternal value of romance, an explosion of sex of lustful passion, your beauty is your gear, my heart is in your power, you are a powerful orgasm of delight explosion of eggs like grenades , penis dynamite, on the sperm of gasoline, it smells like gas of your explosive pheromones with passion, gunpowder of lust, howl of lust, an explosion of passion such that it will explode not only personal belongings, but also fabric in time and space, where we will always love each other out of time and space and forever and endlessly, we love each other carelessly, Love conquers my mind, like the notes of a harp of poetry, dissolves in tenderness, in bliss for love, sweet lust attracts you, you are a sip of hope in an ocean of lies, blossoming tenderness of happiness, I love you uncontrollably, I want you uncontrollably, in your love as in paradise of infinite bliss this is my true paradise, sweet poetic tenderness in your eyes, love you to infinity, the sky is crushed by your infinite true form of beauty, poetic aesthetics in body shapes, love you uncontrollably, and endlessly sink into falling in love with you, I plunge into the depths beautiful soul to see you there, and kiss to plunge into love even deeper, love you insatiably, you are the eternal hunger of lust, your beauty is a complete package of sex control, love you uncontrollably, without you I live in a prison of freedom limply, Your transcendent beauty knows no bounds, pages are enough to describe it for me to send all the compliments in verse, I don’t have enough tits, tremulous expectation of delight, beyond human understanding of the threshold, there is romance of eternity, we are happy in carelessness without time and money, we see happiness in the unity of our souls, juicy lust from your bottomless beauty, infinity of aesthetics, hot lust deprives the mind, growing hunger for love passion, gives rise to dependence on your presence, sweet tenderness of infinity, in poetic, prosaic aesthetics in the features of your face, painting of passionate love, you erotic whim of body and soul desires, unity with your soul is harmony with eternity, I want to bite into your lips like sweet honey and wine, and the smell of roses, and never let you go in a kiss forever, I want my penis to get stuck in your vagina during sex, and you put me in your panties, and would carry with you like kangaroo, love you around the clock in my thoughts, dream this sexual pleasure, be faithful to you in my thoughts, tenderness connects with you, beauty manipulates erection, your beauty is a hard overdose of Viagra, life with you is a fabulous romantic erotic dream where eternity is with you paradise in bliss, moving away from you I move away from life, the meaning of life blooms in unity with you, you are the euphoria of orgasm, the skin oozes with passion for you, tears of lust I sweat from your beauty, Heavenly bliss of tenderness, in skin color, in an ocean of affection, in endless passion, I plunge into endless love for you, amazed, infected by your beauty, epic aesthetics of poetics, greatness grows in delight, I am torn from compliments for you, my love for you this is the eternal onanism of fidelity, the bottomless heat of passion heats up from you, you can dream about you and lust forever, my love fidelity is an eternal erection, inner passion in memory enhances love, you are divine sweetness, romantic joy, your charm is like a tranquilizer, like a children's toy spinning top flirting, jokes Collagen and stem cells for a birthday, well, you shouldn't And blah blah blah, what does it mean, like, and so on, you talk about my future Your stupidity is your eternal erogenous zone of enthusiasm How to meet a muscular girl? Just when you open a protein can, it's both Viagra and drugs for them. You better not make me angry, but don't wake him up as a clown No shemales are not cosplay I don't know who she slept with, what made her bikini gangrene I told her to call her because she is a muscular lady who grabbed you by the throat and took you to the second floor to give you a hickey kiss and you pissed yourself Spermotoxicosis is when you are like this, hot chick, hot chick, hot, he talked faster and faster until the sound of a microwave gin orgasm, cum in his pants Sperm embellishes the truth Have you got a naughty girlfriend? And you about your hand When did he realize he was gay? When he began to drive the poop back and forth, pulling and pulling, cut into slices An old tomograph running on a milk engine One girl says to another, he's a bore, it's like fucking a cactus How dogs get to know each other, sniff each other's anus, how straight people get acquainted in the era of trances, look into each other's panties Why didn't our planet leave the solar system? Fat people, more fat people Do you want to do a cool extreme stunt? You got F's in physics, I don't have money for your funeral, funerals are not packing for the earth What's a crisis? Your wife made fried eggs out of your eggs Death speaks to the living, aloha lohu She squeezes everything out of you all the contents between your legs, like a crazy, running washing machine, in spin mode, her passion is scary During sex, she strangles me to make me cum prematurely, it's like a cock ring for a penis Girls in a sex shop, you can try our new mechanical strap-on, the speed is slightly higher than the speed of light, a couple of people died, no one takes it even with discounts Girls whispering, watch how he looks at you straight drilling a fuck hole Why do you have a dash written over your vagina I wonder what he thinks about, how to get into his head, bring a drill, what, nothing I Menstrual turbulence zone He is so touching, yes he loves to touch women's charms No kissing a girl on the lips doesn't mean a handshake Why do you have motel written over your vagina A dildo is flying out of her vagina like a fake jar from a joke store, from which playful prank snakes fly out I blushed, sunbathed all day, you look like a shrimp, GMO mutant grown on growth hormones in a Chinese restaurant Candy is frozen colored saliva, sewer mucus In a sperm bank. No, we can’t take your sperm, even at a discount, and we don’t need a sale either, your sperm and blood do not suit us according to tests, we found a number of diseases in you Dating a girl in a growing crisis, romantic goon, dates every two months, you need to save up for a date In anal sex, you use the girl's panose as a lubricant Fashion bags and sneakers? You are a drug dealer to them They used to say banzai before they die, now they say parkour A fat man asks a thin man, why are you trembling like a washing machine in the spin mode under electricity, are you like in an electric chair, are you cold? Your teeth are chattering like ice in a glass Spumrotoxicosis? Shoot in such only with a native long tube with a tranquilizer Peacock style, not a traditional martial art orientation, and what is the point of showing the tail, front or back hairy Dildo vape tube? You smoke with your mouth and ass, the smoke is like gaseous semen Air freshener conceived for rooms, but used for cigarettes and poop She sat on you and can't get up, bring the jack He is a pickup artist his penis is a predator, his penis is his second personality, sometimes he controls himself sometimes his penis, they alternately control the body My dick don't need a valet, I'll get to know her myself Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich – Musin Almat ZhumabekovichRate it:
Aphorisms In different dimensions of philosophy, its own air, discharged by the paradoxes of the time of the chaos of the subconscious, exotic illusions as the basis for the transformation of the dimension, the mystery of the world in the sensitivity of empathy of intuition, from the lower reality of materialism to the higher reality of spiritual love, the stages of insight lead to unknown paths of insight, spatial temporal perception of the philosophical worldview depends on how they see the world, people are shameless because they see the world one-sidedly, if they saw the world from different video cameras, they would see them, but they are hindered by the glaucoma of selfishness, values erased in time that degenerate into parodies of temptations, and formalities, in self-deception, people parody themselves in the contradictions of their consciousnesses compressing in the web of endless ways of future development, In the voids of inevitability, we expect the end of the joke of life, in the valleys of inevitability, we learn the secrets of philosophical lessons, the gap of multibillion-dollar variations in the formation of personality, all the false paths of the ego, like toys of the subconscious, which are childhood traumas and complexes, in infantile degradation, a distortion of the worldview is formed, a karmic time loop, on which the last hope was hung, the city as a cluster of stars in a constellation, various designs of paradoxes of illusions, as dogmas of self-deception, dead twins of personality in the soul, as a reminder of past lives, and the soul as a graveyard of personalities, unfinished dreams of egoism, Poetry You are like a treasure chest of my love, passionate values, at the sight of you, the tongue automatically licks the lips, an orgasmic massage of delight all over the body, all over the nervous system that deposits in memory and subconsciousness only you alone as the most valuable eternally beautiful pleasure lasting in my memory for auto-repeat for all eternity, time strengthens my love for you, the blooming sweetness of the moments spent with you light up the stars in my soul, these are memories, you are like a tropical fever of passion, always hot and humid, perfect to the smallest detail, where absolutely all whims are taken into account, perfectionist a masterpiece of utopia of passion, sweet to my lips, tongue, eyes, hands to lawlessness, lustful gluttony with passion for you, You are my pornographic paradise, juicy sweetness, erection joy, your beauty is an arsonist of penises, like lighters and weaving at a rock concert, orgasmic aria of delight, I sing opera like love exploding your throat, your beauty hard excites, the brain liquefies, inspires the soul, helps to live , sadistic teases and excites, with such beauty you can torture a dick with the fact that you will never get such a beauty, I want you even in a state of sleepwalking, in any state of the brain, not a single hypnosis can make my subconscious love you, it is physically impossible, and morally wrong stop loving you, your beauty is the highest stage of orgasm of bliss of delight, an incredibly higher state of love, How I love your resort intimate places your body is like a vacation in Hawaii, my passion melts steel, love cannot be hotter, endless waterfalls of lust compliments in which you shower every day in the waters of my passion in the hot springs of lust as jacuzzis bubble from falling in love, I dissolve in the depths of love, to the state of supreme bliss, I feel only you, your body and soul, I will always feel and search for you subconsciously all my lives, you are an eternal sediment of love, with weather precipitation of passion, an eternal storm of crazy passionate love, jokes You listen to your wife's whining like a vaginal tampon absorbs everything. Got herself a gigolo, a hot, passionate freeloader, whom she adopted You smell like five hundred lumberjacks I don’t know what you ate, but those guys in chemical protection still don’t calm down, they still don’t give us a house, they found what kind of life, your sub-atomic ass produces radiation Love is like waiting in line for the toilet Is it pimples or caviar It's crawling with vestigial twins like pimples How to turn everyone into vegetarians? I don't know ask zoophiles from farmers Conception is not a shooting gallery You are so pleased to give money, because of your beauty you don’t even understand what happened, like a casino machine that pleasantly cleans hope for the future Look, all credit ATMs were given pistols, yes, waste all the money, turn out your pockets, quickly, conveniently, legally, shamelessly, and most importantly, a legal way to rob, behind his wife she also has a gun, waiting for his salary, stupidity is now expensive, oh my God , she shoots at an ATM, ATM kids ran out, the children of officials will receive a little less than a billion tenge a month, oh my God, a shootout between relatives of an ATM, one ATM was transformed into a pimp robot, and the relatives of a man who was milked by an ATM and his wife, a sperm bank milking machine, ignore , otherwise they will ask for alimony, or they will take them to the gigolo farm and then they will milk our penises using special machines without porn Her silicone lips are like a hemorrhoid tumor Her silicone lips are like a pink frosted donut She dominates the relationship, uses your anus as an ashtray Your drunken husband seems to walk on glasses like shoes You are an attention donor He has a testosterone brutal voice, like a monster from a horror movie, he has three male balls, the third in his throat And then the honeymoon, he sticks a bee sting, and then he's just sorry Oh my God! So naked guys caged by a female gorilla and caged by a female panda, oh no, those are our bestiality pickups, you see human animal porn there, there's porn on TV all day, that's how we taught endangered animals to breed, we doubled the panda population , gently brought back romance and sexual relations with males of their species, the same method is planned to be used on endangered species of nations and races, we need more pickups How were you started? Let's listen to the porn dubbing of your parents' sex using this toy as an example. The cow says mu, the dog says gaff, the goat says bae, the pig says oink oink Chaste no leading to poverty or venereal yes leading to an abundance of problems, the deadly stupidity of chaos Tranquilizers of laziness helped to save Your wife found your stash of self-respect Why does it say sausage grill above your vagina A girl tells a guy: why is it written pub over your penis Always dreamed of being the icing on the cake, put another actor on, hey hey, I thought I was the icing on the cake said the guy in the cherry suit and angel wings, he was denied he runs and cries on the freeway everyone crashes cars looking at the guy in the cherry suit, friend he asks what you put on yourself, he said that it suits me, who said, languidly neighing janitor, I don’t understand the style of clothes We are already changing the fifth apartment, trollers are poltergeists Honey, we have been figuring out who is right for the fifth hour, maybe it's enough to find out who farted first and have sex You were robbed, all your money and sperm were taken from you, and these were girls, the laughing policeman laughs and says I want to take a picture with him, and why they took the sperm, no one wanted to marry one fat woman You seem to work in a women's team, so why don't you meet them? The man in the trauma center is crippled, the doctor says it means she has not had sex for a long time, this is an overabundance of her passion She demands too much sex, my balls turned into guacamole, which is basically like wasabi and pistachio ice cream, she has an insatiable taco written over her vagina, like a ride warning about throwing up and dizziness about if you constantly ride No matter how much he pays, I will pay less. You're so empty that the gym uses you as a hula hoop. Hawaiian Limbo inflation, pubic hair tug-of-war, but participants can't talk because it won't be funny, pinching a local man's coconut (penis) between boobs, but can't tell her husband because it won't be funny, aqua aerobics all the girls doing exercises in in the pool they secretly slept with a muscular tanned instructor, everyone has AIDS and all pregnant women, other venereal diseases in the pool, but you can’t talk to them because it won’t be funny, throw the ring (vagina) on a coconut stick (instructor’s penis), husbands can’t say it not funny, surfers on the wave see dolphins and sharks swimming with them, pretending to be dolphins, but you can’t talk to surfers’ husbands because the local guys won’t fall, it won’t be funny, hard Via gra in all cocktails, what’s the difference we are in Hawaii, a huge orgy about which they will tell in the news, at night drunk go swimming sharks should have three meals a day, during the day children do not swim be selfish, karaoke in a bar when everyone is drunk everyone is talented, a soundtrack is better, an orgy is shown through a helicopter, thirty minutes of video, that's how long an orgy, they don't distinguish who is what gender, they don't give a damn, they're all drunk, honey, I'm drunk, I don't understand what your mouth has been busy all day, why does your throat hurt, why is it so wide, you have a sore throat, you drank a lot of whipped cream, it is so cold, why can't you sit, these chairs are so hard, the wife says and so hard Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich – Musin Almat ZhumabekovichRate it:
Aphorisms Your values are your rudimentary twin, cynicism leads to endless plagiarism of franchises, degradation is subconscious self-hatred, so guilt accumulates in the soul, subconsciously a person is pulled to hell because of a thirst for punishment over himself, a tsunami like a cobra rises above the world to wash away the rest the meaning of life in the world, the highest values are the highest knowledge of the library of intuitive awareness of conscience, to the highest levels of worldview, blooming gardens of harmony in the soul, give the highest peace of understanding, crushed by emptiness, to see the deepest meanings of life, shock energies reveal the deepest knowledge of the soul, egoism plunges into oblivion and denial, the skeptic's ladder of understanding is very small, the anatomy of philosophy, its biological development at the genetic level, like in a museum with formaldehyde jars, in which unique forms of the philosophical evolution of life experience, Sleep in illusions, in the valley of false pleasures, in memoirs of self-deception, a post-mortem with oneself, the program of the subconscious is embedded in the genes, new forms of lust, they look at the body like plasticine, plastic surgery, people strive for bio-incompatibility with the truth, the ego is filled with helium, self-confidence has a funny voice of notorious vanity Those anti-stress toys that you send him, he does various manic things with them, it calms him, could you send more, we are not visible in the void of nonsense, materialistic pleasures, like a fair of childhood traumas, and illusions are their values, faith in the illusion of hedonism for them become more and more falsely detailed, all their whims of perfectionism are taken into account, life goes out in the dead spirit of a shopaholic, he feels only matter, Growing walls of selfishness between people, happy only those people in whom only evil grows, business theft of selfishness, growing loneliness of demography, detachment grows the abyss of emptiness of nonsense, complex technocracy of the universe, constantly transforming architecture of paradoxes, creating amnesia in which nothing is valued for a long time in the utopia of selfishness , Poetry You are a hot night of love, a beast of endless dreams of a passionate fantasy, you develop my erotic imagination to the limit, the hot sweetness of the abyss of love, you form this poetry of lust, in the refined details of idealism, uncontrollably in love obsession, your beauty reveals the most secret innermost feelings of sincere passion, violent lust love, primal passion creating a rush and pouring hot poetry of orgasms, hot sweetness of incredible love, juicy sweet and exciting, the juices of passion in your body forms, infinitely attractive, to know the depths of your passion, I thirst forever, I want to burn your lust greedily, High sex tension, obsession in love, such beauty never gets tired, internal erection of falling in love, like a hangover, lasting a lifetime, all dreams sing of your endless beauty, I dream of you all day and night, I dream about you, that's how much you are beautiful, my love for you makes you more and more beautiful because you are more valuable with every second, I caress your beauty with words and do it with love, endlessly hot goddess, so beautiful that I need a break to catch my breath, otherwise I will suffocate from falling in love and passion, the whole body in burns from lust, cremation of passion, I can’t digest, too many emotions of love, hypnotic charm erotica, like sexy cha cha, fall in love with yourself, sexy thighs rumba rumba rum boom boom boom boom, magic magic kiss via graphic (via gra) gracefulness of sexy dance of buns when you walk down the street, buns say cha cha cha, Roast Buenos at night, you are a sexy gifka of memories, hormones dance tango, dance of your buns, sexy the rhythm of an erection is like the beating of my heart, your beauty falls in love flawlessly, mechanically like a perpetual motion machine, in a bank of memories, like my poems sent in a bottle, you will find in a new life in reincarnation, my love for you, and you will feel my sincerity for you, from the past life, my penis is like a poet's pen, writes love poems to you with sperm, serenades, like a mariachi trio penis and its amigos male balls that are my white ink, jokes What a narrow apartment, I look like paper, do you think I can fit anywhere She fucks everyone's brain, look no one listens to her, she pleases herself, she takes out her brain You use the hula hoop as a bandage Yeah dreaming put on a corset for the waist on your brain, your thoughts will become more elegant Both twin brothers crawled out of their mother as if they were fighting and cursing all their lives No, I won’t get to know you, your eyes are like those of a maniac, and yours are like those of a stoned yak There are no negotiating diplomats in our country, there are only excuses who speak excuses and made-up sayings She sleeps with this rich old man he has ulcers and amnesia, he looks like a shabby rag with holes I'm in a sweepstakes of bellybutting drunken fat men, everyone is betting on who will have a heart attack first, they want to make an Olympic sport Fictitious financial crisis is synonymous with laziness Generosity is a very strange and positive way to commit suicide, and you're talking about persecution. I don’t know what to get my husband for his birthday, looks at the console, computers, soccer balls, cell phones, free coupon brochure with five busty models of prostitutes, an annual coupon for a strip club, fu I’m better than them than men are into, asks the seller what give my husband a birthday present, the seller says a mega aggressive blowjob, so passionate that it scares, oh what a handbag, I bought gifts for myself, what to give him Suicidal laziness is killing the country, no we must come up with something that can flatter the people, flattery is insidious, sarcastic revenge when you tell a girl that she lost weight, when she gained weight on the contrary, you are fired said the politician I'm unlucky in love, even scary crazy people don't want you She often gives birth to children, children come out like children from a water park pipe, an eternal waterfall of lust squirting Send ten cakes, ten mega sets of fast food meals, twenty kilograms of delicious and high-calorie food to a sexual competitor, and he will definitely choose you, this is the sweet revenge of the best friend A guy goes on a date with a girl with flowers, acid rain is great, goodbye hairdresser and waxing salon, goodbye expensive flowers, goodbye perfect skin, goodbye darling because you don't want to meet a guy who is disfigured by acid, passed a whole year later, and I have acid the rain is still erect, and everyone gets scared at the sight of me Censored porn, pixelated penises and vaginas like an 8-bit console game, ok two-bit in Asian porn The girl kissed the guy, and his penis wrapped around his legs and he crawled home like a snake His middle fingers shoot lasers he aims and insults How did you manage to get irradiated in a laser tag That car engines have a volume control, and bass, with the sound of a man peeing in continuous panos He can't poop without the composition of a Valkyrie flight, a scarf and pilot glasses from the early twentieth century, a cap (a woman flying an airplane), this song is needed to drown out his cries, he has a lot of toilet rituals and superstitions, especially after oriental cuisine New fashion boutique. Star thongs, star venereal diseases, hello I want germs and venereal diseases, names famous girls and women, the store is called celebrity microbes, very important and pretentious microbes and viruses coming out of the limousine, this limousine is very strange, as if the tunnel is a penis, I hope there is wi-fi there, I heard that only in the anus area, but there is a dangerous ghetto Oh don't invite your friend, why, he's a silent killer of a great mood She is our super-secret weapon, dubious super beauty model spy, her penis shoots with a laser, and farts with poisonous gas within a radius of five hundred meters, well, you gave everything away Have you taken these pills? From this, a large, thick clitoris grows, now you understand women much better, I noticed that you now have two tubercles In the production room, and I'm not at all interested in your drug den, you musicians can only count up to three, so you are far from Mozart When you say important, cool speeches, always insert an unexpected word: olle Your wallet is like a used condom, after a beach holiday with your wife, she shredded your budget Your wife fucks your brain without lube and with a vibrator, all you hear when she screams is a buzz And at the end of the book, he hit the girl he loves in the nose and passionately kissed an unfamiliar, busty blonde, and they got many, many busty sons A woman goes on maternity leave, vacated her workplace, turned on the peg peg alarm, ten years have passed, and they are still waiting for her Mutual support in Kazakhstan. Not bad, not bad, of course it sucks compared to me, but it's not bad that, you yourself are not developed in this field of activity, oh sorry, I hurt your feelings You are moderately scandalous today, I'm just not in the voice, mi mi mi, so listen here Gray hair, hair styling gel, chrome steel Egoists think about their ego: uh, ho? What should I do to make her shut up, call a welder? It is unlikely that he will succeed, you saw her mouth, the whole airfield will fit, I'm scared when she speaks next to me He rarely blinks, it's scary, he's just a dream of any photographer Why do many girls have their mouths open, but like sex dolls The employee tells the head of the department what you have under your shirt, is it a bulletproof vest? No, it’s just that the previous employee had a knife, yes, you have a gunshot wound, these are previous employees whom I unfairly fired and stole their bonus and salary, you know how difficult it is to find a good employee, this is a wound, I trained on myself, checked my body armor How does the mafia have fun, what happened to you you kick the burning ball of the severed head of the snitch somehow sad, we will go to hell right? Let's hit, but for now we'll keep kicking the ball while we can Her fat folds are like a crumpled bed and her old skin is like old crumpled paper. So the crunch in the chips ad is the crunch of salted bones, people who like chips, crunchy bones like crispy chips Look at that guy having an affair with that tree, the tree cums from his hole in his mouth with maple syrup, holding his hair, cool if the girls could come with something sweet, similarly for girls, if the guy could come with something sweet in his mouth girls, then people's lives would change for the better, don't forget about the anus, own confectionery Her grumbling is like a vibrator in your head, text messages of insight have not come to your head for a long time Like you said, this fat man on meat? On the mass. It doesn't matter, but they still consider themselves jocks, for tigers they are like a meat pie with a fatty layer She watches shorts all day, these are short videos, no I don't like shorts, this is a video, not a piece of clothing, I don't know what you mean Have you ever had sex with someone, with a balloon is considered, inflatable sex dolls do not count, then no Would you like to fly without wings, yes I would like to be a balloon You also use the shower handle to flush the rest of the poop in the toilet, no, uh, well, let's go Traitors are like baseball players, throw you like a ball into the crowd Why do straight people send photos of penises in festive New Year's hats, but this one has sequins and garlands, just a holiday card, a love poem, these are those who call themselves straight, but in fact admit that they want sex with men, often spend time with men, but keep calling themselves straight, being rude and swearing with strangers, they are super brave, under hidden avatars, or from another country, they say they want to fight with you, hate strangers for no reason and send photos of their penises, and continue to lie to themselves that they are straight, I passed these to the cops through the ID, the prison is heaven for them, there are a lot of men He can’t even meet girls, they all answer him: uh, brother distance Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich – Musin Almat ZhumabekovichRate it:
apparitions of stick people torment me, of skeletal phantoms walking in rain deathly dead stick arms upraised to the gods. i knew one such apparition once, cheated of life by a diseased society intent upon deprivation of body and soul, identity as we would have it. i am haunted at times by what could have been. – Scott C. HolstadRate it:
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Disconnection from the whole dimension, confusion in life, from an overabundance of information, overeating and gluttony by the media industry, reveals other paths into the depths of nonsense, endless enjoyment of confectionery illusions, everything is populism and lies marketing, everything is self-interest, disconnection from false reality, you cease to exist in this lie, materialism makes life meaningless because you please the aging body, we are the ghostly glitches of the matrix, the truth disconnects from this world, profit marketing is a legal robbery, endless strategies of lies to lead further away from the truth, self-interest makes you poor inside, great disconnection from the power supply of the system of lies of materialism, infantile inadequacy as the basis of a new culture of youth In the voids of detachment, landscapes of illusions, endless variations of the false logic of self-interest, disconnection from the system of false reality, lies are a design, from a portal to another portal of a truer reality, disconnection from a world in which there is only temptation and the illusion of fast food hopes, profit control radiation, people's willpower is weakening before an increase in the abundance of illusions, rejected by the void, the matrix disconnected from a strange nightmare, the consciousness program will create any reality, at the bottom of self-deception it is more and more difficult to breathe, because you forget who you are, holograms of illusions are a digital masterpiece of temptations, a paradise of weaknesses of people who call them values, until death will be in the womb of self-deception, consciousness reaches to amorphous autism disconnected from reality, machines will replace us as they are a continuation of our weaknesses, We create ourselves from scratch, modernization moves away from the true self, imagination is a continuation of humanity, high detail of depravity, detachment from reality, we strive to stop being people, and the person himself is something subjective for all people, moving away from the truth into a misunderstanding of himself, flowering madness, the desire for immortal bliss, but not for love and friendship, but for the stimulation of false feelings that become the basis of the meaning of life, we create deep suffering for ourselves and look at them as a pleasure, to be alive and wise or immortal and insensitive, like a cold machine that thinks only in programs in the brain, an industry of false personality, Social blindness, ignoring social problems, in self-isolation in our egocentrism, egoism, we do not see reality although we constantly talk about it, we do not see the meaning in reality itself, and other people will invent the meaning of life for us, we do not see and do not feel each other , many die in incomprehension and indifference, swimming in pools of hatred people in the comments column, frolicking in the mud of anger, screens instill hatred and anger and indifference in us, we become insensitive, heartless smiles of shamelessness, only the cane of intuition leads us to what we should come in reality, social death in a utopia of indifference, vices like exposed nerves and wires that can kill with their contagious temptations, Life blooms on the steps of memories, an explosion of feelings, as if the opening of a new stage of insight, as if the past of nostalgia melts, pierces the darkness of the voids of meaningless torment with light, as if memories are a support for the future, the contribution of the wisdom of the experienced illuminates the path, memories warm with nostalgia in a lonely moonlit night like a candle they burn in memory, illuminating the darkness of despair, the golden energy of values as the wisdom of the past, in the past we were blind and see the past in the present, we are blind in the present, and decompose from this in the future, to be resurrected by others, the past as a reminder for the future, memories illuminate our soul like a candle burning until dawn, The sweet kiss of pleasure, the interconnection of everything and everything, the superconsciousness of its nature, the energy web of the unity of all energies, as elements of all natural creations created by chaos, randomness and meaninglessness creates an abundance of knowledge, knowledge of ourselves in others, we all understand that we are one, that we are all from one energy, we share on the verges that create personal dimensions, the dance of chaos, the waltz of colors that are looking for the ideal in chaos, the throwing of the spirit in the endless search for ourselves, we are looking for ourselves in others and in atmospheres that seem familiar to us, wandering in infinity gives rise to masterpieces of insight and sincere awareness, sensory knowledge of the truth through intuition, we reveal the inner worlds in each other, we have distortions of consciousness as an alterego that creates a philosophical and symbolic copy of our consciousness, we feel it unconsciously, that these are our desires to reflect who we want to be, but we cannot, it can also indicate that we feel fears that mirror what we are afraid of , we lose our minds in the duality of consciousness, we confuse what is real and what is fiction, in the mirror we see only what we are, but like vampires we do not see ourselves in the mirror, the subconscious either embellishes the reflection or honesty crushes the ego, the book as a mediator between consciousnesses, we desire because we are afraid, the ego also consists of fear, the mirror parodies our ego, it's funny that life reveals various forms of colors of emotions, an unstable perception of the world, the situation forms temporary alternative views of the world, eternal values such as love and friendship are covered with selfishness turning into a hypocritical parody, a society that has lost its roots, taking off above the earth, into another world where no one will not interfere with their moral decay, all living things strive for death, the pixel world is becoming sexier, for self-interest, vision lenses blurred with tears, disconnect people from the world, outcast by emptiness, sighted outcasts see blind people who stroke themselves, please themselves when they praise themselves and when they feel sorry for themselves, all kinds of pleasure in the world, including also trolling and hating, all forms of hatred are endless forms of masturbation, The human mind cognizes this world through its own benefit, understanding only a micro part of this world, then the rest is not interested in it, analytics, calculations, conclusions, results, like a robot computer that issues conclusions based on personal self-interest, a consuming machine, geolocation of non-existence, machine logic of self-interest, strategic analysis of deceit, obsessed with the mechanisms of instincts, malfunctions of the mind with an inferiority complex, personal sociology of the worldview of a predatory mind based on personal statistics of ups and downs in a world of chaos, where they seek to identify patterns of paradoxes, a micro-scheme of a selfish mind that lives for stupidity we strive to recognize our reflection in the pictures of various thoughts, painting as a romantic empathy of the colors of emotions, philosophical transitions from one color of mood to another, we are lifeless without other people's feelings, culture for some is like a looking glass of exoticism, the reality that they do not understand, the mind rejects someone else's reality, because it contradicts their ego realm, everyone in the world does not understand each other because of the ignorance of the ego, people only pretend to know each other, the tongue of a gourmet does not feel the taste of life because he has tried everything in the world, and the sweetest becomes cloying from pampered , insensitive indifference, in misunderstanding they still want to feel alive in the new color of life, we speak without understanding each other, as if we are striving to switch to telepathy, to read each other's thoughts without understanding the meaning, but feeling each other as animals feel, we are trying to recognize ourselves in each other, completely different characters as different types of personalities that are arranged in in our worldview, anatomically different types of understanding of the world, chaos divides, but teaches us to teach other people what we ourselves have experienced, empathy of telepathy, in silence we learn much more than during conversations, bridges between the inner worlds are still being built for the benefit of a single consciousness, but at the same time predatory consciousness has no friends, in silence everyone hears the same thought, internally we understand each other, fragments of memory are like blinds, fragments taken out of context, so they remember only insults, dissatisfaction with the ego clouds the mind, like a broken mirror of consciousness, shows only fragments that are beneficial to remember, delighting ourselves with self-consolation, we do not remember ourselves, we are in flight or fall, disorientation of consciousness throws out of time, the chaotic pleasures of the ego, call for indifference and bad taste, fragments of memory lose their colors, and everything becomes white in the emptiness of truth, in the swamps of delusions time, fame and popularity mummifies us mummification, the nervous system of hope is not active and lifeless, not cold and not painful, so you feel immortal, dead in the void without the most important fear in life is hope, Difficult days form a reassessment of values, a path that is paved with obstacles and emotional disasters, the elements of emotions in a waltz of sincerity chaos, disconnected from consciousness to know the melodies of the thin strings of intuition, in an endless journey of self-knowledge, in the voids of inevitability, birds soaring in the fog do not see the foundation of the world, strings intuitions like a harp of time, billions of strings of life lines, like scenarios along which people walk like a tightrope, each one sounds in its own way, the taste of life of various worlds of philosophies, exotic worldviews that have a common basis that lies in the depths, time will show the way, a calendar in the subconscious as inevitable path of man Lonely in the void of inevitability, illuminated the way by the blind who built the road of life, only tactile feelings showed us the way in the void, we made values out of smoke, darkness illuminated by the dusty fog of oblivion, we wander in the dark in search of light, but we plunge into insensibility of indifference, empty from within creation, increase the emptiness of selfishness, an alternative philosophical life scenario will reveal the truth about us, we do not see ourselves as who we are, from different points of view, from different gameplay cameras, one-sided view of selfishness, multifaceted contradictions leading to an abundance of inevitability, insensible immortality, supporting the life of the body in order to see as many comic paradoxes as possible in people, love for mercantile people as necrophilia, for an inanimate person, a spiritually dead person who is only interested in money, Shrouded in darkness and emptiness, lost souls in darkness, feeling matter, but not soul, a market for sensations and feelings for the nervous system for the undead that only craves to consume, the immortality of reincarnation in the void, comical, paradoxical jokes of fate, poisonous sensations that help us forget everything in the world , we are trying to erase the memory in order to feel alive, the meaning of reincarnation is that everything in the world is nonsense, temporary pleasures of the body, purity in insensitivity to the false world, only cynical people feel hostility towards you, materialism teaches not to appreciate anything, the soul blooms in the flowering of infinity wisdom, detachment from the lies of materialism, Disconnected from life, in a space of illusory pleasures, sweet hopes that cannot be touched, there is no taste of life in pleasures, there is no truth in speeches, there is no sense in the deeds of liars, you do not feel the point of living among liars, egoists, empty vessels from the inside that are used to litter brands , the soul is used as a garbage chute of brands, lost consciousness in inevitability, disconnection from the emptiness of measurement, temptations change consciousness beyond recognition, and this affects the evolution of consciousness, towards materialistic values, progressive death in the values of the soul, no feelings and emotions for fashionable madness, lifeless peace in harmony with eternity, a whisper of truth is heard lasting in infinity, in endless futures, like hair that is connected with the mind of an unstable dimension, with endless facets of colors of worldview philosophy, Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich – Musin Almat ZhumabekovichRate 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Everyone ran without thinking. It took out a wall ..., i heard the car when it when he went through the wall. It was so loud. I was standing about 30 to 50 yards away. I saw two people that were dead -- one person was getting resuscitation and it didn't work, and they put a sheet on her body. A lot of people were injured. – Kathleen StewartRate it:
Hares can gamble over the body of a dead lion. – Publilius SyrusRate it:
Hares can gambol over the body of a dead lion. – Publilius SyrusRate it:
He killed his baby and [the baby is] in the house...His wife broke up with him over the phone yesterday...I can't even believe this is happening. Steven Pladl, 42, was found dead Thursday morning in his vehicle in Dover, N.Y., several miles from the New Milford, Conn., murder scene where Katie and her adoptive father, 56-year-old Anthony Fusco, were discovered. Those two were also found dead in a vehicle that had one of its windows shot out, police said. The child’s body was found inside Pladl's home, hundreds of miles south in Knightdale, N.C., the same day. Pladl’s mother -- the one who tipped off authorities about the toddler's death -- had obtained custody of the child Steven fathered with his daughter following their arrests in January for adultery and contributing to delinquency, police told WNCN. The mother lives in Cary, about a half hour’s drive from Knightdale, and reportedly told them that Steve had picked Bennett up from her home Wednesday night. April 12, 2018: Police work at the scene where Katie Pladl and her adoptive father, Anthony Fusco, were found dead. (AP/Hearst Connecticut Media ) The toddler was found dead around 9 a.m. Thursday after officers performed a welfare check on the Knightdale home, where Pladl -- and previously his daughter -- had lived. Katie Pladl moved out of the home earlier this year and was living with her adoptive family in New York after bonding out of jail in Virginia, WNCN reported, citing court documents. It appeared Steven Pladl drove through the night Wednesday to hunt down his daughter and Fusco. They were found dead around 8:40 a.m. Thursday, and Pladl shot himself shortly afterward. This is a terrible tragedy that nobody foresaw, i really believe that if the judges or the prosecutor or the defense attorneys in this case had any clue that the minor child or anyone would be harmed there would not be a bond set for any of the parties. – Rick FriedmanRate it:
I didn't have time to do anything, i did try to pull him( Oswald) behind me. I had him by the belt as well. I turned to him and instead of pulling him behind me, I turned his body. Instead of that bullet hitting him dead center, it hit about 4 inches to the left of the navel. – Taimi Leavelle for 73 yearsRate it:
I got his dead body this morning and have just buried him, and this afternoon I will attend the burial of other relatives. – Halima NurRate it:
I guess he had been dead awhile because his body was cold, i just remember crying out,' I wasn't ready to let you go' and spend some time alone with him, you know, patting his hair, touching his hands, he looked like he was just asleep. – Karen ButcherRate it:
I made this video because here in the U.S. you don’t screen until you’re 50 years old. That’s 18 years from now, i mean, according to my biopsy, I would be dead. And if I hadn’t gone in and if hadn’t been aware of my body, I would have been dead. – Jennifer WallerRate it:
I used to work for a high-kill animal shelter, and I knew what happened to the old dogs when they came in. I remember one dog who animal control literally picked up from the side of his dead owner’s body, and he didn’t even have an opportunity to be adopted. He was put to sleep because we didn’t have space. – Jill Bannik-BrechtRate it:

Do dead people like music? I hope they listen to mine if they do, in their coffins, in the cold underworld, between the mind and the body in an insomniac wall of sleep.

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Appearances are deceiving when it comes to the Holy Eucharist. It looks like the bread of Jesus’ time, tastes like unleavened bread, smells and feels like bread but it’s not bread. It’s the body and blood, human soul and divine nature of Jesus of Nazareth, risen from the dead.

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Restrict high capacity magazines and clips and we say “over my dead body.” Restrict the Body of Christ and we say little to nothing.

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We are in fact convinced that if we are ever to have pure knowledge of anything, we must get rid of the body and contemplate things by themselves with the soul by itself. It seems, to judge from the argument, that the wisdom which we desire and upon which we profess to have set our hearts will be attainable only when we are dead and not in our lifetime.

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1. Form yourself Body like children's plasticine, become such a man so that girls and women have a natural fire between their legs, so that trousers are on fire with excitement. The same applies to girls, the more your shape, that is, the bait you are more likely to get married. 2. Cybernetics of etiquette The danger is that the robotization of the formal hypocrisy of the selfish world is developing. The cybernetics of selfish etiquette, where one will unlearn compassion and even cry, everyone will only smile politely while committing an unconscious sin that is the result of hopeless despair. 3. Around you there are a lot of ironic gifts in which there may be a hypocritical sarcasm of approval. Gifts of Fate and they all tick and only a few of them will not explode and cripple you. Be sure to save those that talk about your family and children. 4. Wild anger enveloped in chains of patience, red-hot with the fire of rage. Abstinence is the highest human feeling. You must live a life without anger, shackling him in the arms of nobility and love, and then the hellish flame of anger will turn into a steel of peace. Anger is painful because it is a delusion devoid of any sense of justice, it does not give you respect or a sense of satisfaction from justice, only a contemptible shame in front of higher powers. Anger is an unnecessary feeling of the mind and heart, it is a fire that burns the soul and defiles memory. Anger is the product of new grievances, dramas, and tragedies. Live only one life without anger, and the vicious circle of self-deception, the wheel of samsara and reincarnation of déjà vu, the whole life as an inadequate sleep will stop, and you will wake up in paradise, the same life will stop repeating itself. 5. Cyber Animatronics In all this cyber illusion of the human world, the animatronic work ethic needs to be lubricated with the machine oil of the humanity of empathy. 6. Your self-deception and selfishness Beat to death only a few enemies, laziness because of which you will become poor, fear giving problems (beat the problem, not people) and your own selfishness, because of which you will be lonely. And your most important enemy, the boss of all your problems and sorrows because of which you live in the illusions of deception - it is your self-deception because of him, you do not see the truth and the light of holiness of spirit, their death will give you happiness. 7. Fear is your shadow, the sun reflects in it all your instincts in which vices and inner flaws are hidden. Fear is a confirmation that you are alive, since the dead do not have a shadow, some after death themselves turn into a shadow. 8. Relationships are children's play tea. 9. Chaste modesty in modern society is the pestis of a hypocritical girl in an erotic costume of an angel with a trident of a devil as a symbol of bitchiness. 10. For higher powers, feelings are not important, only a reaction. 11. Loneliness is an oppressive silence, plunging into the depths of reality and the words are just noise. 12. Be against any kind of smoking, because the smoker smokes and exhales cigarette smoke. This smoke from his rotten lungs, spoiled body, harmful bacteria, all this nasty dirt in the smoke goes into your nose and mouth. If you value your health, then be against smoking 13. The smile of awareness gives sexual pleasure from your own laughter - this is an epiphany orgasm. 14. Self-deception catches your joke by grabbing your hand, the joke of which you wanted to hit someone and half of your life beats you half to death with your own joke, but this is the irony of karma. 15. All people are diamonds, but they do not cleanse themselves of the dirt of laziness, without striving for perfection, they do not want to make themselves a filigree cut to see new facets of possibilities. 16. Look at these two smiling freaks, they are your laziness and fear, they are the sixes of your egoism, while egoism submits to self-deception. Because of them, you are at the bottom of your life. Take two brass knuckles: will and courage, beat them, but kill them, I feel how you get pleasure from this, you see that you are becoming richer. Kill them because only they pull you to the bottom. 17. When the powerful bass of anger sounds, everyone is deaf in their eyes, the darkness of selfishness, and their eyes reflect drama, and maybe tragedy, but later comes realization along with crying laughter of regret. 18. Potential is a lunar eclipse when it overshadows all envious shadows. 19. Looking like a lot of playful toys called chattering teeth in the basement of mankind's thinking, this place is the abode of envy. 20. History hides the sins of selfishness under new theories. 21. Time accumulates ghosts Time accumulates ghosts, over time they can become so many that they will become a separate people and the living and the dead will live together as one people. 22. Faithful loving girls are the most gorgeous and luxurious they are priceless. 23. Psychology is stereotyped Psychology thinks very stereotypically, you cannot fully rely on it, since it is almost impossible to calculate the code of behavior or the pattern of its actions. Since a person is unpredictable even for himself. 24. Compliment girls more often Compliments are like an erotic massage of the soul and nerves for a girl. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

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1. Sociopathy of power The world is plunging into a selfish, marketing, deadly sociopathy of power. People unite into groups of egoism, egoism unites them, billions of people think about themselves, each group builds its own system. An epic blockbuster of facial lies and self-deception. She collides with another system of egoism, the war of egoism in the eternal struggle for absolute power. Selfishness returns humanity to the child's consciousness of revenge, thus the world is ruled by childhood fears and childhood traumas. 2. The embedded logic of egoism, the promotion of marketing theories of hypotheses, ideologies and opinions - these are all legal drugs of apophenia and simulacrum. 3. Humanity is entangled in the web of its own egoism, people get entangled in their own self-deception, where they manipulate clip thinking, the blindness of cynical skepticism, where they react not to truth, but to social status, each thread of selfishness was formed by the line of human instinct, billions of vicious threads of selfishness, transform everything into nonsense, and lead the herd instinct to a dead end, collective, mass consciousness. 4. Where does time lead us and how deep is the black hole of illusions, time takes us to another dimension, everything seems exotic and an unknown world, a world that becomes native, and life is like a wondrous dream of illusions. Time confuses or creates discoveries for us. The biology of the body reveals a philosophical lesson for us under the yoke of time. It seems that time leads nowhere, like a compass that moves in a circle. In a hurry, we make a lot of mistakes and unconscious sins, the time machine accumulates dirt. 5. Poetry lives in the present. Poetry is the value of what is in this life. 6. Contemporary thinking in contemporary art, an associative collage of banality, turns into an empty formality, expressed in an ugly imagination, where people try to surpass their own selves in a vicious imagination. 7. Nature adorns life. 8. The universe is so eloquent in its colors poeticises reality, romanticizes nature. There is no more beautiful prose writer than the nature of the universe. 9. Nature is a dream of great and greater. The heart becomes infinitely free and the soul becomes gigantic when we are in nature. We become part of the great. We become a part of ourselves when we are in nature, we feel a kinship with it. Nature is romance in which we realize everything and everything, all the pettiness and insignificance of what we feel in the city, we become ourselves. 10. Various martial arts schools of thought and philosophy, including the style of the drunken master. Discipline and training in truth, the only path to enlightenment. The power of thought breaks stones and bricks. They fight with the power of thought, they fight for the power of truth, others at the expense of tactics, and still others at the expense of deceit. Fights for absolute power over people. Recruiting students, universities of theories and academies of paradigms. Martial schools of philosophy, all kinds of martial arts thinking, all fight for the title of dogma. Since the truth is fragmented and forms its own flora and fauna of the evolution of thinking. Some strive for divine truth, others add GMO spices of instincts, vices and selfishness. 11. Too much truth is the style of a drunken master, intoxicated by the sweet wine of philosophical poetry, piercing ages, the comical third eye of philosophy, the power of irony and sarcasm of which will break the stone of stupidity and the ice of indifference. Developed dexterity of thought, manipulates the fighting techniques of aphorisms, and philosophical poems, and quotes from a drunken master, an elusive prose writer of aphorisms, leaving no chance. Loneliness enhances the power of the blow, and the fiery, dragon's breath of truth, the depth of thought, piercing consciousness and subconsciousness, piercing the infinity of time. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

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1. We are in the womb of materialism, in a cocoon of illusions of fear, where slaves are born. 2. Deja vu karmic, infantile nostalgia New neurons of thinking are formed in the anatomy of philosophy, evolutionary maturation is formed. In the bathysphere, the bottomless depth of philosophy is cognized with the unknown flora and fauna of evolutionary thinking. More and more often, one can feel the deja vu karmic, infantile nostalgia of romance keeps us in the karmic merry-go-rounds and the swing of childish stubbornness and cheerful fear. Where love finds eternity in the nostalgia of romance, a sense of the pricelessness of the moments. We remain in the past during life and after life. where we feel déjà vu as we are ghosts. Consciousness matures with each new life, and subconsciousness is a piggy bank of nostalgia. Reincarnation and the wheel of samsara is the kindergarten of infantilism and childhood fears. This is a time loop of a philosophical lesson in life. Incubator and cocoon of growing up. Amnesia lowers everything into oblivion, and life turns into nothingness, and only intuition is the navigator of genius and maturity in eternity. Life is not enough to understand its laws of variability, there are only theories. Only the evolution of fear and selfishness is possible. Science and culture are useless without knowledge of the future. 3. The game leads to the logical end of the cycle. From one playful, infantile mindset of manipulation of populism to another. All modes change as the design and graphics of the game reality change. 4. We are limited by the illusion of materialism in the small screen of marketing It's amazing how we are constrained by the illusion of materialism in the small screen of marketing. Nature seems to be endless as the earth is round. With its abundance and originality in colors. There, in natural landscapes, freedom of thought and the flight of poetry like birds in the sky. Computers suck life out of us as well as materialism. In nature, we feel the infinity of life, in the harmonious cycles of rebirth. The world is so gigantic and the screen is so small. Nature as the best decor for life. Sweet dream of life in nature. Life seems full, and the soul is full of happiness and romance. No urban autism. 5. Poetic beauty of a Kazakh woman You are my hot attraction, I do not control myself at all. I want to cling to you with my love like a leech. From your appearance, the impotent will get up, anyone will feel like a romantic. You are the eternal inspiration of romance. This is how your image sounds poetic in the bright colors of epic prose. You are the hard drug with the most powerful addiction. You are not enough all the time. Without you, everything is meaningless and insignificant. All grammy songs are about you. All that has to do with you are Oscar-worthy romantic films. The hot heat of love, the burn of passion from your body. Tongue and lips are drawn to you. Your image has powerfully merged in consciousness and subconsciousness. Powerful mental addiction. It's useless to give up on you. You are like an orgasm of poetry. You are like an endless love journey. Oh my God, my mind says, you are like an obscene delight. You are the medicine for my mind. 6. Hope is like leaves on trees. 7. Hints of awareness Polemics and discussion like wushu kong fu and contactless combat, subtly and refined, hints of awareness sound, the wisdom of redirected aggression sounds like a discussion of aikido. Battles for the heart. Consciousness, thinking as the direction of consciousness of the philosophy of life energy qi and prana of thinking. Where traditional folk music is the rhythms of the cyclical nature of life as the cyclical nature. Philosophy of life, its wealth and abundance. Meditative romance of being and the philosophy of life, its subtle vibrations of insight sound like a whisper of eternity. 8. We are a broken nature, we are cut off from the laws of nature from the romantic philosophy of being, but we preserve the pragmatism of the Stone Age. This is what connects us to the natural world. Instincts are our cradle of nature. On a cognitive level, thought development is how human evolution develops. 9. We're in the ghost matrix We are in a ghostly matrix, we are in the past and this is our eternity. In the time loop of karmic nostalgia, reincarnation and the wheel of samsara, where the philosophical romance of awareness of the soul and heart is intensified. We do not understand that we have been dead for a long time. 10. Poetry is an eloquent painting of emotions, a prosaic sense of reality. 11. The stages of life as the cycles of the moon, the regularity of the influence of the biology of the body, and only selfishness, money and character take away from the natural norm of the processes of life. 12. A person as a traveler in the world of nature of people, the subconscious as a vacuum cleaner accumulates and projects everything that is in this world, a person is like a turtle who moves on himself everything that humanity has created in his mind, like a heavy load, a person from this is still moving on on all fours like a turtle, thinking has become a whole industry of thought production. Where ideas are not a medicine, but only a commodity in the marketing of vanity and selfishness. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

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1. Without desires, you are dead, like a ghost that sees only reality. 2. It's amazing how we choose our own reality, what does it mean that we want to live in an illusory lie, or to see only what we want to see in individual reality, denying the divine reality of nature. To live in an artificial reality of our vices and instincts. To squeeze bodily pleasures out of her when, as spiritual pleasures, as opposed to bodily pleasures, are eternal. We deny our lives by plunging into the illusion of emptiness. Lies from our illusory dreams become reality. Lying out of self-deception becomes our sight. 3. Life is a memory, it is memories, life is a recording on an energy tape, because life is in the past. 4. Life is not a body, but a soul, life is energy in emptiness. 5. Life consists of recording thoughts, from confusion and naivety. 6. Life goes through a karmic evolution of awareness, over and over again in retro deja vu recordings. Karmic incubator of evolution in one moment of life that you experience over and over again, you grow up when you want to take the side of goodness and light. 7. Life is karmic nostalgia. A karmic foodie looking for adventure. Life is the philosophical energy of a buffet of feelings and emotions. 8. Melanin and anthropological, genetic adaptation of philosophical culture, created the illusion of hierarchical aesthetics, external and internal obsession with perfectionism, animal ego of the Olympics, where envy and self-doubt creates a dead end in evolution. 9. Cultural vandalism of the hype of the media, media and the Internet in pop culture, science, art, where instead of discoveries, attracting attention and appropriating other people's merits, this is the cancer of evolution. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

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A guy in line was waiting for a Cronut and saw a body on the first bench. He bought it to the attention of a Dominique Ansel Bakery employee, she saw the dead guy and called 911. They came and pronounced him dead.

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Aphorisms Emptiness cleanses from temptations, we are someone in the void, we are nowhere, dust dissolves into non-existence, in the future we were not at all, in the cold of loneliness all illusions freeze to death, silence heals a storm in the soul, fear freezes in the cold of loneliness, conservatism gives deep vision of the world, lost souls in the depths of stupidity, false desires, in the lost materialistic consciousness, in the fateful consciousness, in the true message of the heart the microphone of higher powers, the sacred sky in consciousness, in epic knowledge, are blurred in the fog the scenery of hypocrisy, temporary affirmation, the mainstream of false greedy self-affirmation those who are visible to all people, friendship with greedy people is like going down a slippery children's slide of ice, a little insanity pepper, gives vivid sensations of insight, a little salt of a life-long transitional age teaches people to grow up and mentally not get sick, Billions of ways of temptations so that a person never wakes up from desires, immersion in childish lies of self-deception, indiscretion trolls fate, ego brain programs create a code of human behavior making life meaningless, robbed by marketing of populism, deceitful altruism, two-faced patriotism, fuck with fear, dust in one fell swoop, a hundred truth is digested for years, after death the recognition that he was right, gangrene of stupidity is corruption and blat, selfishness is a weather thermometer of people's moods, the library of sincerity conceals all the secrets of life, we are nobody in this infinity, endless depths of truth in reality, we are guests in whose worlds we live , we are nomads in dimensions, the prelude of inevitability is what reveals and leads us to fearlessness, life teaches fearlessness and independence, time hides underground, We are in the shelter of eternity, digital amnesia of values, after all the inadequacy of lives, we will all be at the highest level of thinking, a leapfrog of excuses, even if you don’t touch anyone, you are like a statue in the park, doves of fate shit on you, the world is a projection of lust, walls of opinions, open your emptiness in emptiness to feel nonsense, intuition in the labyrinth of deceit, the world dies in indifference, mirroring the stupidity of selfishness, politeness is a cosplay of a selfish person, dead skin from the cold frigidity of the opposite sex, You can not fix the technique and cure a person with excuses, the path of the blind is careless, shopaholics are blind and naive people who are robbed by marketers with low-quality goods, marketing is a whisper of the ego that calls to be poor among the garbage of materialism, stupidity speeds up time, a soldier and a patriot is a drop of blood in the ocean of blood of businessmen, factories of illusions where values are fast food snacks, leapfrog excuses of deceit, The skin of the soul roughens from endless labor, in slippery bad weather, in bitter happiness, you will know the bitter truth of your own insidious passion, insidious people are victims of karmic self-irony of various forms of self-parodies, illuminate with an illusory light of optimism, skyscrapers are factories of ego, turn on half a turn, generators and batteries of ego, power plants of the system of illusions, chaos generates paradoxes and absurdities, inadequacy is when people bathe in their own stupidity, movement inevitably teaches to live, materialists disconnected in the abyss, autonomous consciousness of shopaholics under the hypnosis of marketers, particles of life, gaseous seconds go away in cigarette smoke , Uneducated atheists do not know anything about religion, they run from conscience, from the guilt of their sins, the trap of darkness is ready for them, the fire of the stupidity of selfishness will cleanse the earth, arranged by blasphemy is a poseur without the muscles of knowledge, The family is a common coffin together through difficulties until the very end, when you see stupidity, take popcorn, and watch how stupidity commits suicide, optimism is like an antidepressant anesthetic lie, like cocaine addiction in the illusion of lying to yourself, Poetry The juicy valleys of the beauty of your body amaze the imagination, true happiness is a reflection, for your heart there is a great battle, life without you is a great defeat, you are my only eternal love, life without you is sorrow, only in a dream we will meet again, blood is heated from your beauty, from beauty eyebrow twitches, I love you irresistibly obsessively, I go to you unbearably, I will sink into the lips of your beauty in order to know infinite happiness, my tenderness leads to the greatness of love, tenderness dissolves into molecules, passionate, gentle, great, sublime aesthetics of eroticism, an erection like that of a neurotic, like as if struck with a shocker of passion, the insight of love forced to evolve, the hot tenderness of passion, in the charm of erotic power, nothing can surpass your beauty, Passion knows no bounds, love rises sublimely above all understanding, through a thick layer of materialistic contradiction we know true love in your endless beauty, epic fantasy romance, conquers hearts and is strengthened in the form of a monument to the value of eternal love for you, the endless heat of eroticism, uncontrollable primitive passion , in true form, endless sex of souls, we shower from passion to each other, you are my uncontrollable lust, you are the eternal value of romance, an explosion of sex of lustful passion, your beauty is your gear, my heart is in your power, you are a powerful orgasm of delight explosion of eggs like grenades , penis dynamite, on the sperm of gasoline, it smells like gas of your explosive pheromones with passion, gunpowder of lust, howl of lust, an explosion of passion such that it will explode not only personal belongings, but also fabric in time and space, where we will always love each other out of time and space and forever and endlessly, we love each other carelessly, Love conquers my mind, like the notes of a harp of poetry, dissolves in tenderness, in bliss for love, sweet lust attracts you, you are a sip of hope in an ocean of lies, blossoming tenderness of happiness, I love you uncontrollably, I want you uncontrollably, in your love as in paradise of infinite bliss this is my true paradise, sweet poetic tenderness in your eyes, love you to infinity, the sky is crushed by your infinite true form of beauty, poetic aesthetics in body shapes, love you uncontrollably, and endlessly sink into falling in love with you, I plunge into the depths beautiful soul to see you there, and kiss to plunge into love even deeper, love you insatiably, you are the eternal hunger of lust, your beauty is a complete package of sex control, love you uncontrollably, without you I live in a prison of freedom limply, Your transcendent beauty knows no bounds, pages are enough to describe it for me to send all the compliments in verse, I don’t have enough tits, tremulous expectation of delight, beyond human understanding of the threshold, there is romance of eternity, we are happy in carelessness without time and money, we see happiness in the unity of our souls, juicy lust from your bottomless beauty, infinity of aesthetics, hot lust deprives the mind, growing hunger for love passion, gives rise to dependence on your presence, sweet tenderness of infinity, in poetic, prosaic aesthetics in the features of your face, painting of passionate love, you erotic whim of body and soul desires, unity with your soul is harmony with eternity, I want to bite into your lips like sweet honey and wine, and the smell of roses, and never let you go in a kiss forever, I want my penis to get stuck in your vagina during sex, and you put me in your panties, and would carry with you like kangaroo, love you around the clock in my thoughts, dream this sexual pleasure, be faithful to you in my thoughts, tenderness connects with you, beauty manipulates erection, your beauty is a hard overdose of Viagra, life with you is a fabulous romantic erotic dream where eternity is with you paradise in bliss, moving away from you I move away from life, the meaning of life blooms in unity with you, you are the euphoria of orgasm, the skin oozes with passion for you, tears of lust I sweat from your beauty, Heavenly bliss of tenderness, in skin color, in an ocean of affection, in endless passion, I plunge into endless love for you, amazed, infected by your beauty, epic aesthetics of poetics, greatness grows in delight, I am torn from compliments for you, my love for you this is the eternal onanism of fidelity, the bottomless heat of passion heats up from you, you can dream about you and lust forever, my love fidelity is an eternal erection, inner passion in memory enhances love, you are divine sweetness, romantic joy, your charm is like a tranquilizer, like a children's toy spinning top flirting, jokes Collagen and stem cells for a birthday, well, you shouldn't And blah blah blah, what does it mean, like, and so on, you talk about my future Your stupidity is your eternal erogenous zone of enthusiasm How to meet a muscular girl? Just when you open a protein can, it's both Viagra and drugs for them. You better not make me angry, but don't wake him up as a clown No shemales are not cosplay I don't know who she slept with, what made her bikini gangrene I told her to call her because she is a muscular lady who grabbed you by the throat and took you to the second floor to give you a hickey kiss and you pissed yourself Spermotoxicosis is when you are like this, hot chick, hot chick, hot, he talked faster and faster until the sound of a microwave gin orgasm, cum in his pants Sperm embellishes the truth Have you got a naughty girlfriend? And you about your hand When did he realize he was gay? When he began to drive the poop back and forth, pulling and pulling, cut into slices An old tomograph running on a milk engine One girl says to another, he's a bore, it's like fucking a cactus How dogs get to know each other, sniff each other's anus, how straight people get acquainted in the era of trances, look into each other's panties Why didn't our planet leave the solar system? Fat people, more fat people Do you want to do a cool extreme stunt? You got F's in physics, I don't have money for your funeral, funerals are not packing for the earth What's a crisis? Your wife made fried eggs out of your eggs Death speaks to the living, aloha lohu She squeezes everything out of you all the contents between your legs, like a crazy, running washing machine, in spin mode, her passion is scary During sex, she strangles me to make me cum prematurely, it's like a cock ring for a penis Girls in a sex shop, you can try our new mechanical strap-on, the speed is slightly higher than the speed of light, a couple of people died, no one takes it even with discounts Girls whispering, watch how he looks at you straight drilling a fuck hole Why do you have a dash written over your vagina I wonder what he thinks about, how to get into his head, bring a drill, what, nothing I Menstrual turbulence zone He is so touching, yes he loves to touch women's charms No kissing a girl on the lips doesn't mean a handshake Why do you have motel written over your vagina A dildo is flying out of her vagina like a fake jar from a joke store, from which playful prank snakes fly out I blushed, sunbathed all day, you look like a shrimp, GMO mutant grown on growth hormones in a Chinese restaurant Candy is frozen colored saliva, sewer mucus In a sperm bank. No, we can’t take your sperm, even at a discount, and we don’t need a sale either, your sperm and blood do not suit us according to tests, we found a number of diseases in you Dating a girl in a growing crisis, romantic goon, dates every two months, you need to save up for a date In anal sex, you use the girl's panose as a lubricant Fashion bags and sneakers? You are a drug dealer to them They used to say banzai before they die, now they say parkour A fat man asks a thin man, why are you trembling like a washing machine in the spin mode under electricity, are you like in an electric chair, are you cold? Your teeth are chattering like ice in a glass Spumrotoxicosis? Shoot in such only with a native long tube with a tranquilizer Peacock style, not a traditional martial art orientation, and what is the point of showing the tail, front or back hairy Dildo vape tube? You smoke with your mouth and ass, the smoke is like gaseous semen Air freshener conceived for rooms, but used for cigarettes and poop She sat on you and can't get up, bring the jack He is a pickup artist his penis is a predator, his penis is his second personality, sometimes he controls himself sometimes his penis, they alternately control the body My dick don't need a valet, I'll get to know her myself Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

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Aphorisms In different dimensions of philosophy, its own air, discharged by the paradoxes of the time of the chaos of the subconscious, exotic illusions as the basis for the transformation of the dimension, the mystery of the world in the sensitivity of empathy of intuition, from the lower reality of materialism to the higher reality of spiritual love, the stages of insight lead to unknown paths of insight, spatial temporal perception of the philosophical worldview depends on how they see the world, people are shameless because they see the world one-sidedly, if they saw the world from different video cameras, they would see them, but they are hindered by the glaucoma of selfishness, values erased in time that degenerate into parodies of temptations, and formalities, in self-deception, people parody themselves in the contradictions of their consciousnesses compressing in the web of endless ways of future development, In the voids of inevitability, we expect the end of the joke of life, in the valleys of inevitability, we learn the secrets of philosophical lessons, the gap of multibillion-dollar variations in the formation of personality, all the false paths of the ego, like toys of the subconscious, which are childhood traumas and complexes, in infantile degradation, a distortion of the worldview is formed, a karmic time loop, on which the last hope was hung, the city as a cluster of stars in a constellation, various designs of paradoxes of illusions, as dogmas of self-deception, dead twins of personality in the soul, as a reminder of past lives, and the soul as a graveyard of personalities, unfinished dreams of egoism, Poetry You are like a treasure chest of my love, passionate values, at the sight of you, the tongue automatically licks the lips, an orgasmic massage of delight all over the body, all over the nervous system that deposits in memory and subconsciousness only you alone as the most valuable eternally beautiful pleasure lasting in my memory for auto-repeat for all eternity, time strengthens my love for you, the blooming sweetness of the moments spent with you light up the stars in my soul, these are memories, you are like a tropical fever of passion, always hot and humid, perfect to the smallest detail, where absolutely all whims are taken into account, perfectionist a masterpiece of utopia of passion, sweet to my lips, tongue, eyes, hands to lawlessness, lustful gluttony with passion for you, You are my pornographic paradise, juicy sweetness, erection joy, your beauty is an arsonist of penises, like lighters and weaving at a rock concert, orgasmic aria of delight, I sing opera like love exploding your throat, your beauty hard excites, the brain liquefies, inspires the soul, helps to live , sadistic teases and excites, with such beauty you can torture a dick with the fact that you will never get such a beauty, I want you even in a state of sleepwalking, in any state of the brain, not a single hypnosis can make my subconscious love you, it is physically impossible, and morally wrong stop loving you, your beauty is the highest stage of orgasm of bliss of delight, an incredibly higher state of love, How I love your resort intimate places your body is like a vacation in Hawaii, my passion melts steel, love cannot be hotter, endless waterfalls of lust compliments in which you shower every day in the waters of my passion in the hot springs of lust as jacuzzis bubble from falling in love, I dissolve in the depths of love, to the state of supreme bliss, I feel only you, your body and soul, I will always feel and search for you subconsciously all my lives, you are an eternal sediment of love, with weather precipitation of passion, an eternal storm of crazy passionate love, jokes You listen to your wife's whining like a vaginal tampon absorbs everything. Got herself a gigolo, a hot, passionate freeloader, whom she adopted You smell like five hundred lumberjacks I don’t know what you ate, but those guys in chemical protection still don’t calm down, they still don’t give us a house, they found what kind of life, your sub-atomic ass produces radiation Love is like waiting in line for the toilet Is it pimples or caviar It's crawling with vestigial twins like pimples How to turn everyone into vegetarians? I don't know ask zoophiles from farmers Conception is not a shooting gallery You are so pleased to give money, because of your beauty you don’t even understand what happened, like a casino machine that pleasantly cleans hope for the future Look, all credit ATMs were given pistols, yes, waste all the money, turn out your pockets, quickly, conveniently, legally, shamelessly, and most importantly, a legal way to rob, behind his wife she also has a gun, waiting for his salary, stupidity is now expensive, oh my God , she shoots at an ATM, ATM kids ran out, the children of officials will receive a little less than a billion tenge a month, oh my God, a shootout between relatives of an ATM, one ATM was transformed into a pimp robot, and the relatives of a man who was milked by an ATM and his wife, a sperm bank milking machine, ignore , otherwise they will ask for alimony, or they will take them to the gigolo farm and then they will milk our penises using special machines without porn Her silicone lips are like a hemorrhoid tumor Her silicone lips are like a pink frosted donut She dominates the relationship, uses your anus as an ashtray Your drunken husband seems to walk on glasses like shoes You are an attention donor He has a testosterone brutal voice, like a monster from a horror movie, he has three male balls, the third in his throat And then the honeymoon, he sticks a bee sting, and then he's just sorry Oh my God! So naked guys caged by a female gorilla and caged by a female panda, oh no, those are our bestiality pickups, you see human animal porn there, there's porn on TV all day, that's how we taught endangered animals to breed, we doubled the panda population , gently brought back romance and sexual relations with males of their species, the same method is planned to be used on endangered species of nations and races, we need more pickups How were you started? Let's listen to the porn dubbing of your parents' sex using this toy as an example. The cow says mu, the dog says gaff, the goat says bae, the pig says oink oink Chaste no leading to poverty or venereal yes leading to an abundance of problems, the deadly stupidity of chaos Tranquilizers of laziness helped to save Your wife found your stash of self-respect Why does it say sausage grill above your vagina A girl tells a guy: why is it written pub over your penis Always dreamed of being the icing on the cake, put another actor on, hey hey, I thought I was the icing on the cake said the guy in the cherry suit and angel wings, he was denied he runs and cries on the freeway everyone crashes cars looking at the guy in the cherry suit, friend he asks what you put on yourself, he said that it suits me, who said, languidly neighing janitor, I don’t understand the style of clothes We are already changing the fifth apartment, trollers are poltergeists Honey, we have been figuring out who is right for the fifth hour, maybe it's enough to find out who farted first and have sex You were robbed, all your money and sperm were taken from you, and these were girls, the laughing policeman laughs and says I want to take a picture with him, and why they took the sperm, no one wanted to marry one fat woman You seem to work in a women's team, so why don't you meet them? The man in the trauma center is crippled, the doctor says it means she has not had sex for a long time, this is an overabundance of her passion She demands too much sex, my balls turned into guacamole, which is basically like wasabi and pistachio ice cream, she has an insatiable taco written over her vagina, like a ride warning about throwing up and dizziness about if you constantly ride No matter how much he pays, I will pay less. You're so empty that the gym uses you as a hula hoop. Hawaiian Limbo inflation, pubic hair tug-of-war, but participants can't talk because it won't be funny, pinching a local man's coconut (penis) between boobs, but can't tell her husband because it won't be funny, aqua aerobics all the girls doing exercises in in the pool they secretly slept with a muscular tanned instructor, everyone has AIDS and all pregnant women, other venereal diseases in the pool, but you can’t talk to them because it won’t be funny, throw the ring (vagina) on a coconut stick (instructor’s penis), husbands can’t say it not funny, surfers on the wave see dolphins and sharks swimming with them, pretending to be dolphins, but you can’t talk to surfers’ husbands because the local guys won’t fall, it won’t be funny, hard Via gra in all cocktails, what’s the difference we are in Hawaii, a huge orgy about which they will tell in the news, at night drunk go swimming sharks should have three meals a day, during the day children do not swim be selfish, karaoke in a bar when everyone is drunk everyone is talented, a soundtrack is better, an orgy is shown through a helicopter, thirty minutes of video, that's how long an orgy, they don't distinguish who is what gender, they don't give a damn, they're all drunk, honey, I'm drunk, I don't understand what your mouth has been busy all day, why does your throat hurt, why is it so wide, you have a sore throat, you drank a lot of whipped cream, it is so cold, why can't you sit, these chairs are so hard, the wife says and so hard Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

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Aphorisms Your values are your rudimentary twin, cynicism leads to endless plagiarism of franchises, degradation is subconscious self-hatred, so guilt accumulates in the soul, subconsciously a person is pulled to hell because of a thirst for punishment over himself, a tsunami like a cobra rises above the world to wash away the rest the meaning of life in the world, the highest values are the highest knowledge of the library of intuitive awareness of conscience, to the highest levels of worldview, blooming gardens of harmony in the soul, give the highest peace of understanding, crushed by emptiness, to see the deepest meanings of life, shock energies reveal the deepest knowledge of the soul, egoism plunges into oblivion and denial, the skeptic's ladder of understanding is very small, the anatomy of philosophy, its biological development at the genetic level, like in a museum with formaldehyde jars, in which unique forms of the philosophical evolution of life experience, Sleep in illusions, in the valley of false pleasures, in memoirs of self-deception, a post-mortem with oneself, the program of the subconscious is embedded in the genes, new forms of lust, they look at the body like plasticine, plastic surgery, people strive for bio-incompatibility with the truth, the ego is filled with helium, self-confidence has a funny voice of notorious vanity Those anti-stress toys that you send him, he does various manic things with them, it calms him, could you send more, we are not visible in the void of nonsense, materialistic pleasures, like a fair of childhood traumas, and illusions are their values, faith in the illusion of hedonism for them become more and more falsely detailed, all their whims of perfectionism are taken into account, life goes out in the dead spirit of a shopaholic, he feels only matter, Growing walls of selfishness between people, happy only those people in whom only evil grows, business theft of selfishness, growing loneliness of demography, detachment grows the abyss of emptiness of nonsense, complex technocracy of the universe, constantly transforming architecture of paradoxes, creating amnesia in which nothing is valued for a long time in the utopia of selfishness , Poetry You are a hot night of love, a beast of endless dreams of a passionate fantasy, you develop my erotic imagination to the limit, the hot sweetness of the abyss of love, you form this poetry of lust, in the refined details of idealism, uncontrollably in love obsession, your beauty reveals the most secret innermost feelings of sincere passion, violent lust love, primal passion creating a rush and pouring hot poetry of orgasms, hot sweetness of incredible love, juicy sweet and exciting, the juices of passion in your body forms, infinitely attractive, to know the depths of your passion, I thirst forever, I want to burn your lust greedily, High sex tension, obsession in love, such beauty never gets tired, internal erection of falling in love, like a hangover, lasting a lifetime, all dreams sing of your endless beauty, I dream of you all day and night, I dream about you, that's how much you are beautiful, my love for you makes you more and more beautiful because you are more valuable with every second, I caress your beauty with words and do it with love, endlessly hot goddess, so beautiful that I need a break to catch my breath, otherwise I will suffocate from falling in love and passion, the whole body in burns from lust, cremation of passion, I can’t digest, too many emotions of love, hypnotic charm erotica, like sexy cha cha, fall in love with yourself, sexy thighs rumba rumba rum boom boom boom boom, magic magic kiss via graphic (via gra) gracefulness of sexy dance of buns when you walk down the street, buns say cha cha cha, Roast Buenos at night, you are a sexy gifka of memories, hormones dance tango, dance of your buns, sexy the rhythm of an erection is like the beating of my heart, your beauty falls in love flawlessly, mechanically like a perpetual motion machine, in a bank of memories, like my poems sent in a bottle, you will find in a new life in reincarnation, my love for you, and you will feel my sincerity for you, from the past life, my penis is like a poet's pen, writes love poems to you with sperm, serenades, like a mariachi trio penis and its amigos male balls that are my white ink, jokes What a narrow apartment, I look like paper, do you think I can fit anywhere She fucks everyone's brain, look no one listens to her, she pleases herself, she takes out her brain You use the hula hoop as a bandage Yeah dreaming put on a corset for the waist on your brain, your thoughts will become more elegant Both twin brothers crawled out of their mother as if they were fighting and cursing all their lives No, I won’t get to know you, your eyes are like those of a maniac, and yours are like those of a stoned yak There are no negotiating diplomats in our country, there are only excuses who speak excuses and made-up sayings She sleeps with this rich old man he has ulcers and amnesia, he looks like a shabby rag with holes I'm in a sweepstakes of bellybutting drunken fat men, everyone is betting on who will have a heart attack first, they want to make an Olympic sport Fictitious financial crisis is synonymous with laziness Generosity is a very strange and positive way to commit suicide, and you're talking about persecution. I don’t know what to get my husband for his birthday, looks at the console, computers, soccer balls, cell phones, free coupon brochure with five busty models of prostitutes, an annual coupon for a strip club, fu I’m better than them than men are into, asks the seller what give my husband a birthday present, the seller says a mega aggressive blowjob, so passionate that it scares, oh what a handbag, I bought gifts for myself, what to give him Suicidal laziness is killing the country, no we must come up with something that can flatter the people, flattery is insidious, sarcastic revenge when you tell a girl that she lost weight, when she gained weight on the contrary, you are fired said the politician I'm unlucky in love, even scary crazy people don't want you She often gives birth to children, children come out like children from a water park pipe, an eternal waterfall of lust squirting Send ten cakes, ten mega sets of fast food meals, twenty kilograms of delicious and high-calorie food to a sexual competitor, and he will definitely choose you, this is the sweet revenge of the best friend A guy goes on a date with a girl with flowers, acid rain is great, goodbye hairdresser and waxing salon, goodbye expensive flowers, goodbye perfect skin, goodbye darling because you don't want to meet a guy who is disfigured by acid, passed a whole year later, and I have acid the rain is still erect, and everyone gets scared at the sight of me Censored porn, pixelated penises and vaginas like an 8-bit console game, ok two-bit in Asian porn The girl kissed the guy, and his penis wrapped around his legs and he crawled home like a snake His middle fingers shoot lasers he aims and insults How did you manage to get irradiated in a laser tag That car engines have a volume control, and bass, with the sound of a man peeing in continuous panos He can't poop without the composition of a Valkyrie flight, a scarf and pilot glasses from the early twentieth century, a cap (a woman flying an airplane), this song is needed to drown out his cries, he has a lot of toilet rituals and superstitions, especially after oriental cuisine New fashion boutique. Star thongs, star venereal diseases, hello I want germs and venereal diseases, names famous girls and women, the store is called celebrity microbes, very important and pretentious microbes and viruses coming out of the limousine, this limousine is very strange, as if the tunnel is a penis, I hope there is wi-fi there, I heard that only in the anus area, but there is a dangerous ghetto Oh don't invite your friend, why, he's a silent killer of a great mood She is our super-secret weapon, dubious super beauty model spy, her penis shoots with a laser, and farts with poisonous gas within a radius of five hundred meters, well, you gave everything away Have you taken these pills? From this, a large, thick clitoris grows, now you understand women much better, I noticed that you now have two tubercles In the production room, and I'm not at all interested in your drug den, you musicians can only count up to three, so you are far from Mozart When you say important, cool speeches, always insert an unexpected word: olle Your wallet is like a used condom, after a beach holiday with your wife, she shredded your budget Your wife fucks your brain without lube and with a vibrator, all you hear when she screams is a buzz And at the end of the book, he hit the girl he loves in the nose and passionately kissed an unfamiliar, busty blonde, and they got many, many busty sons A woman goes on maternity leave, vacated her workplace, turned on the peg peg alarm, ten years have passed, and they are still waiting for her Mutual support in Kazakhstan. Not bad, not bad, of course it sucks compared to me, but it's not bad that, you yourself are not developed in this field of activity, oh sorry, I hurt your feelings You are moderately scandalous today, I'm just not in the voice, mi mi mi, so listen here Gray hair, hair styling gel, chrome steel Egoists think about their ego: uh, ho? What should I do to make her shut up, call a welder? It is unlikely that he will succeed, you saw her mouth, the whole airfield will fit, I'm scared when she speaks next to me He rarely blinks, it's scary, he's just a dream of any photographer Why do many girls have their mouths open, but like sex dolls The employee tells the head of the department what you have under your shirt, is it a bulletproof vest? No, it’s just that the previous employee had a knife, yes, you have a gunshot wound, these are previous employees whom I unfairly fired and stole their bonus and salary, you know how difficult it is to find a good employee, this is a wound, I trained on myself, checked my body armor How does the mafia have fun, what happened to you you kick the burning ball of the severed head of the snitch somehow sad, we will go to hell right? Let's hit, but for now we'll keep kicking the ball while we can Her fat folds are like a crumpled bed and her old skin is like old crumpled paper. So the crunch in the chips ad is the crunch of salted bones, people who like chips, crunchy bones like crispy chips Look at that guy having an affair with that tree, the tree cums from his hole in his mouth with maple syrup, holding his hair, cool if the girls could come with something sweet, similarly for girls, if the guy could come with something sweet in his mouth girls, then people's lives would change for the better, don't forget about the anus, own confectionery Her grumbling is like a vibrator in your head, text messages of insight have not come to your head for a long time Like you said, this fat man on meat? On the mass. It doesn't matter, but they still consider themselves jocks, for tigers they are like a meat pie with a fatty layer She watches shorts all day, these are short videos, no I don't like shorts, this is a video, not a piece of clothing, I don't know what you mean Have you ever had sex with someone, with a balloon is considered, inflatable sex dolls do not count, then no Would you like to fly without wings, yes I would like to be a balloon You also use the shower handle to flush the rest of the poop in the toilet, no, uh, well, let's go Traitors are like baseball players, throw you like a ball into the crowd Why do straight people send photos of penises in festive New Year's hats, but this one has sequins and garlands, just a holiday card, a love poem, these are those who call themselves straight, but in fact admit that they want sex with men, often spend time with men, but keep calling themselves straight, being rude and swearing with strangers, they are super brave, under hidden avatars, or from another country, they say they want to fight with you, hate strangers for no reason and send photos of their penises, and continue to lie to themselves that they are straight, I passed these to the cops through the ID, the prison is heaven for them, there are a lot of men He can’t even meet girls, they all answer him: uh, brother distance Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

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apparitions of stick people torment me, of skeletal phantoms walking in rain deathly dead stick arms upraised to the gods. i knew one such apparition once, cheated of life by a diseased society intent upon deprivation of body and soul, identity as we would have it. i am haunted at times by what could have been.

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Death is nothing but the body of a dead who has just died.

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Disconnection from the whole dimension, confusion in life, from an overabundance of information, overeating and gluttony by the media industry, reveals other paths into the depths of nonsense, endless enjoyment of confectionery illusions, everything is populism and lies marketing, everything is self-interest, disconnection from false reality, you cease to exist in this lie, materialism makes life meaningless because you please the aging body, we are the ghostly glitches of the matrix, the truth disconnects from this world, profit marketing is a legal robbery, endless strategies of lies to lead further away from the truth, self-interest makes you poor inside, great disconnection from the power supply of the system of lies of materialism, infantile inadequacy as the basis of a new culture of youth In the voids of detachment, landscapes of illusions, endless variations of the false logic of self-interest, disconnection from the system of false reality, lies are a design, from a portal to another portal of a truer reality, disconnection from a world in which there is only temptation and the illusion of fast food hopes, profit control radiation, people's willpower is weakening before an increase in the abundance of illusions, rejected by the void, the matrix disconnected from a strange nightmare, the consciousness program will create any reality, at the bottom of self-deception it is more and more difficult to breathe, because you forget who you are, holograms of illusions are a digital masterpiece of temptations, a paradise of weaknesses of people who call them values, until death will be in the womb of self-deception, consciousness reaches to amorphous autism disconnected from reality, machines will replace us as they are a continuation of our weaknesses, We create ourselves from scratch, modernization moves away from the true self, imagination is a continuation of humanity, high detail of depravity, detachment from reality, we strive to stop being people, and the person himself is something subjective for all people, moving away from the truth into a misunderstanding of himself, flowering madness, the desire for immortal bliss, but not for love and friendship, but for the stimulation of false feelings that become the basis of the meaning of life, we create deep suffering for ourselves and look at them as a pleasure, to be alive and wise or immortal and insensitive, like a cold machine that thinks only in programs in the brain, an industry of false personality, Social blindness, ignoring social problems, in self-isolation in our egocentrism, egoism, we do not see reality although we constantly talk about it, we do not see the meaning in reality itself, and other people will invent the meaning of life for us, we do not see and do not feel each other , many die in incomprehension and indifference, swimming in pools of hatred people in the comments column, frolicking in the mud of anger, screens instill hatred and anger and indifference in us, we become insensitive, heartless smiles of shamelessness, only the cane of intuition leads us to what we should come in reality, social death in a utopia of indifference, vices like exposed nerves and wires that can kill with their contagious temptations, Life blooms on the steps of memories, an explosion of feelings, as if the opening of a new stage of insight, as if the past of nostalgia melts, pierces the darkness of the voids of meaningless torment with light, as if memories are a support for the future, the contribution of the wisdom of the experienced illuminates the path, memories warm with nostalgia in a lonely moonlit night like a candle they burn in memory, illuminating the darkness of despair, the golden energy of values as the wisdom of the past, in the past we were blind and see the past in the present, we are blind in the present, and decompose from this in the future, to be resurrected by others, the past as a reminder for the future, memories illuminate our soul like a candle burning until dawn, The sweet kiss of pleasure, the interconnection of everything and everything, the superconsciousness of its nature, the energy web of the unity of all energies, as elements of all natural creations created by chaos, randomness and meaninglessness creates an abundance of knowledge, knowledge of ourselves in others, we all understand that we are one, that we are all from one energy, we share on the verges that create personal dimensions, the dance of chaos, the waltz of colors that are looking for the ideal in chaos, the throwing of the spirit in the endless search for ourselves, we are looking for ourselves in others and in atmospheres that seem familiar to us, wandering in infinity gives rise to masterpieces of insight and sincere awareness, sensory knowledge of the truth through intuition, we reveal the inner worlds in each other, we have distortions of consciousness as an alterego that creates a philosophical and symbolic copy of our consciousness, we feel it unconsciously, that these are our desires to reflect who we want to be, but we cannot, it can also indicate that we feel fears that mirror what we are afraid of , we lose our minds in the duality of consciousness, we confuse what is real and what is fiction, in the mirror we see only what we are, but like vampires we do not see ourselves in the mirror, the subconscious either embellishes the reflection or honesty crushes the ego, the book as a mediator between consciousnesses, we desire because we are afraid, the ego also consists of fear, the mirror parodies our ego, it's funny that life reveals various forms of colors of emotions, an unstable perception of the world, the situation forms temporary alternative views of the world, eternal values such as love and friendship are covered with selfishness turning into a hypocritical parody, a society that has lost its roots, taking off above the earth, into another world where no one will not interfere with their moral decay, all living things strive for death, the pixel world is becoming sexier, for self-interest, vision lenses blurred with tears, disconnect people from the world, outcast by emptiness, sighted outcasts see blind people who stroke themselves, please themselves when they praise themselves and when they feel sorry for themselves, all kinds of pleasure in the world, including also trolling and hating, all forms of hatred are endless forms of masturbation, The human mind cognizes this world through its own benefit, understanding only a micro part of this world, then the rest is not interested in it, analytics, calculations, conclusions, results, like a robot computer that issues conclusions based on personal self-interest, a consuming machine, geolocation of non-existence, machine logic of self-interest, strategic analysis of deceit, obsessed with the mechanisms of instincts, malfunctions of the mind with an inferiority complex, personal sociology of the worldview of a predatory mind based on personal statistics of ups and downs in a world of chaos, where they seek to identify patterns of paradoxes, a micro-scheme of a selfish mind that lives for stupidity we strive to recognize our reflection in the pictures of various thoughts, painting as a romantic empathy of the colors of emotions, philosophical transitions from one color of mood to another, we are lifeless without other people's feelings, culture for some is like a looking glass of exoticism, the reality that they do not understand, the mind rejects someone else's reality, because it contradicts their ego realm, everyone in the world does not understand each other because of the ignorance of the ego, people only pretend to know each other, the tongue of a gourmet does not feel the taste of life because he has tried everything in the world, and the sweetest becomes cloying from pampered , insensitive indifference, in misunderstanding they still want to feel alive in the new color of life, we speak without understanding each other, as if we are striving to switch to telepathy, to read each other's thoughts without understanding the meaning, but feeling each other as animals feel, we are trying to recognize ourselves in each other, completely different characters as different types of personalities that are arranged in in our worldview, anatomically different types of understanding of the world, chaos divides, but teaches us to teach other people what we ourselves have experienced, empathy of telepathy, in silence we learn much more than during conversations, bridges between the inner worlds are still being built for the benefit of a single consciousness, but at the same time predatory consciousness has no friends, in silence everyone hears the same thought, internally we understand each other, fragments of memory are like blinds, fragments taken out of context, so they remember only insults, dissatisfaction with the ego clouds the mind, like a broken mirror of consciousness, shows only fragments that are beneficial to remember, delighting ourselves with self-consolation, we do not remember ourselves, we are in flight or fall, disorientation of consciousness throws out of time, the chaotic pleasures of the ego, call for indifference and bad taste, fragments of memory lose their colors, and everything becomes white in the emptiness of truth, in the swamps of delusions time, fame and popularity mummifies us mummification, the nervous system of hope is not active and lifeless, not cold and not painful, so you feel immortal, dead in the void without the most important fear in life is hope, Difficult days form a reassessment of values, a path that is paved with obstacles and emotional disasters, the elements of emotions in a waltz of sincerity chaos, disconnected from consciousness to know the melodies of the thin strings of intuition, in an endless journey of self-knowledge, in the voids of inevitability, birds soaring in the fog do not see the foundation of the world, strings intuitions like a harp of time, billions of strings of life lines, like scenarios along which people walk like a tightrope, each one sounds in its own way, the taste of life of various worlds of philosophies, exotic worldviews that have a common basis that lies in the depths, time will show the way, a calendar in the subconscious as inevitable path of man Lonely in the void of inevitability, illuminated the way by the blind who built the road of life, only tactile feelings showed us the way in the void, we made values out of smoke, darkness illuminated by the dusty fog of oblivion, we wander in the dark in search of light, but we plunge into insensibility of indifference, empty from within creation, increase the emptiness of selfishness, an alternative philosophical life scenario will reveal the truth about us, we do not see ourselves as who we are, from different points of view, from different gameplay cameras, one-sided view of selfishness, multifaceted contradictions leading to an abundance of inevitability, insensible immortality, supporting the life of the body in order to see as many comic paradoxes as possible in people, love for mercantile people as necrophilia, for an inanimate person, a spiritually dead person who is only interested in money, Shrouded in darkness and emptiness, lost souls in darkness, feeling matter, but not soul, a market for sensations and feelings for the nervous system for the undead that only craves to consume, the immortality of reincarnation in the void, comical, paradoxical jokes of fate, poisonous sensations that help us forget everything in the world , we are trying to erase the memory in order to feel alive, the meaning of reincarnation is that everything in the world is nonsense, temporary pleasures of the body, purity in insensitivity to the false world, only cynical people feel hostility towards you, materialism teaches not to appreciate anything, the soul blooms in the flowering of infinity wisdom, detachment from the lies of materialism, Disconnected from life, in a space of illusory pleasures, sweet hopes that cannot be touched, there is no taste of life in pleasures, there is no truth in speeches, there is no sense in the deeds of liars, you do not feel the point of living among liars, egoists, empty vessels from the inside that are used to litter brands , the soul is used as a garbage chute of brands, lost consciousness in inevitability, disconnection from the emptiness of measurement, temptations change consciousness beyond recognition, and this affects the evolution of consciousness, towards materialistic values, progressive death in the values of the soul, no feelings and emotions for fashionable madness, lifeless peace in harmony with eternity, a whisper of truth is heard lasting in infinity, in endless futures, like hair that is connected with the mind of an unstable dimension, with endless facets of colors of worldview philosophy, Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

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Everyone ran without thinking. It took out a wall ..., i heard the car when it when he went through the wall. It was so loud. I was standing about 30 to 50 yards away. I saw two people that were dead -- one person was getting resuscitation and it didn't work, and they put a sheet on her body. A lot of people were injured.

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Hares can gamble over the body of a dead lion.

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Hares can gambol over the body of a dead lion.

– Publilius SyrusRate it:

He killed his baby and [the baby is] in the house...His wife broke up with him over the phone yesterday...I can't even believe this is happening. Steven Pladl, 42, was found dead Thursday morning in his vehicle in Dover, N.Y., several miles from the New Milford, Conn., murder scene where Katie and her adoptive father, 56-year-old Anthony Fusco, were discovered. Those two were also found dead in a vehicle that had one of its windows shot out, police said. The child’s body was found inside Pladl's home, hundreds of miles south in Knightdale, N.C., the same day. Pladl’s mother -- the one who tipped off authorities about the toddler's death -- had obtained custody of the child Steven fathered with his daughter following their arrests in January for adultery and contributing to delinquency, police told WNCN. The mother lives in Cary, about a half hour’s drive from Knightdale, and reportedly told them that Steve had picked Bennett up from her home Wednesday night. April 12, 2018: Police work at the scene where Katie Pladl and her adoptive father, Anthony Fusco, were found dead. (AP/Hearst Connecticut Media ) The toddler was found dead around 9 a.m. Thursday after officers performed a welfare check on the Knightdale home, where Pladl -- and previously his daughter -- had lived. Katie Pladl moved out of the home earlier this year and was living with her adoptive family in New York after bonding out of jail in Virginia, WNCN reported, citing court documents. It appeared Steven Pladl drove through the night Wednesday to hunt down his daughter and Fusco. They were found dead around 8:40 a.m. Thursday, and Pladl shot himself shortly afterward. This is a terrible tragedy that nobody foresaw, i really believe that if the judges or the prosecutor or the defense attorneys in this case had any clue that the minor child or anyone would be harmed there would not be a bond set for any of the parties.

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I didn't have time to do anything, i did try to pull him( Oswald) behind me. I had him by the belt as well. I turned to him and instead of pulling him behind me, I turned his body. Instead of that bullet hitting him dead center, it hit about 4 inches to the left of the navel.

– Taimi Leavelle for 73 yearsRate it:

I got his dead body this morning and have just buried him, and this afternoon I will attend the burial of other relatives.

– Halima NurRate it:

I guess he had been dead awhile because his body was cold, i just remember crying out,' I wasn't ready to let you go' and spend some time alone with him, you know, patting his hair, touching his hands, he looked like he was just asleep.

– Karen ButcherRate it:

I made this video because here in the U.S. you don’t screen until you’re 50 years old. That’s 18 years from now, i mean, according to my biopsy, I would be dead. And if I hadn’t gone in and if hadn’t been aware of my body, I would have been dead.

– Jennifer WallerRate it:

I used to work for a high-kill animal shelter, and I knew what happened to the old dogs when they came in. I remember one dog who animal control literally picked up from the side of his dead owner’s body, and he didn’t even have an opportunity to be adopted. He was put to sleep because we didn’t have space.

– Jill Bannik-BrechtRate it:

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