Dynamics Allegiance Development: The Steppingstones of Reason

By Michael Watson

These novels four at stance 1 last editorial PDF for number one of a12 stack. Four finished for finals. One by one to be released. Covers everything from the core of this world to the Big Bang & back a gain, over the moon off this planet into all truths resolved. What others won’t talk about what many forget. These flowed like magic, from intelligence beyond throughout experience from out of the Milky Way. Into vast mindset borrowed & set caste for forever is ever today is your dream. At rest for your for-cast forecasters this world.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris AU
• Release date: Feb 12, 2021
• ISBN: 9781664103443

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Looks like a lot of writing went scooters, one more shot!

Greetings again.

By the way, contestants, I’ve got a grip on Dynamics number 1. Somehow a friend of mine has ended up as administrator somehow? I’m onto it. I’ve sent my request to join my own information and inventories legislation. I’ll visit her an accept myself an administrator as am its writer. That can’t be extended by anyone but me. I extend my greetings when a question or query on anything whatsoever. So things are out. Only a sketch of what will be has been considered to write so far, so far.

Michael Watson, I’ll nail my story back. There’s no way out but only in.

A picture tells a deeper story of your imaginative mind, its sense over meaning. It’s what you see in the picture that abbreviates such a dimension of relativity over thought, imaginative suggestions. Hydro glitch is a picture literally.

Turkeys

You were never a part of Dynamics Allegiance as one of the two hundred members. People such as Monroe is good to see go fast. Rather than just only take into order of non-formal obstacles in the future when the mood is right and the ball runs fast, the mind sharper with diversity for conclusion, all outcome of outlook is ripening forever for the Dynamics conservatives.

Australia is in so much department ministers. They are selling us out our land, corporate wise, to overseas investors who are honorary billionaires, buying our cities house by house town by town district to district a plague like spread of parasitic mayhem. Buying our farmstead farms 10,000 hectares at one buy. An not a lease lens agreement but forever gone everlasting another country. What fools we are left to deal with to make a country a no fool’s game. I will get very deep into this later once the tweets leave. Honestly honourable people only belong as this is your group. Thor a tho this prostitution of slavery to our land and sacrifices for Australia can’t be in vain. This must stop at all cost accountability of 100%. We can’t leave our country for world investment echoes. The authorities of real estate only just cap the interest rates on our land. Last I heard I didn’t want to be here again because it makes me sick. $250,000,000,000.00 billion marks, dollar marks.

5 x leavers. That should just about sum up to say 200. Exactly, why? It’s a good double hundred to work with a sustainable team. I think a battalion is 64266.png say so. With four sergeants called quarters master sergeants, 100 men and lined up in a square conducted assembly, so we have two. The army says it takes 8 sergeants to take care of 200 men. And I’m onto the culprit who hacked into Dynamics and the dirt, put her self as administrator. She got the reins but not long. I’ll be visiting her this week to sort it out. Then I’ll dismiss her for good. Fucking thieves, she can’t write any basic crap. Make you all leave in a month. Boring! I’ll be back with a lot of ideal literature before I start commercial writing or authoring. And for you all, I give you a stakeholder of Dynamics forever. Your name will be true.

I’m going to see Miss Karra soon to get my administrator back in to finish a 25%–30% already done mid to mid-end to ending. Dynamics is ours our 65770.png or golden smelting linkages of chain bond and binding a golden interstellar solid perfection of circular motion in moments of strength into grace onto all streamflow of time, which will bring to you from I for what’s in store is a planetarium stare-/-gateways in time of time before time.. this time is for you..

You present the presence. Count each day to count a full life.

Dare to be different, dare to be brave. Those who dare, win, a quote from SAS.

Quote from me: Before you take two steps, take but one step up to the line. Think twice before you step twice, one step over the thin red line and there’s no stepping back. The adolescence of time is the real game-changer for the life-long essence of your lifetime, living your virtue.

Someone who has the full Dynamics prior last Sunday, could you please send me a link to the whole storyline. The full group board, if I don’t get a link, I might close Dynamics. I can’t carry on with the last 60 pages. I need the other 140 pages. And I will get them in order. I asked a knowledgeable member to restate me applicable to finish this task. It’s a big task and not a little game. It’s a game-changer! Give me my pages! On God’s demand!

The tables will turn.

Some scammers only 2 or 3 although I’ll nit you out..

MNRW that’s ¥

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Universal (Big and Never-Ending)

How is lightning and thunder made? A towering cloud called a cumulonimbus (thunderous towers) thunderstorm. The ceiling of a storm can be up around 80,000 feet high. It drifts with the direction of cold fronts and isolated hotspots (green spots) of thermal conductivity in heat as heat rises, taking up a draft into an upward wind of gale force up an into the atmosphere as high as oxygen permits. As height increases, pressure decreases and temperature drops 1.5–2.0 per thousand (80,000), so if it’s 20 degrees on the ground, it’s approximately 80–100 degrees way below freezing point. The tower travels as the wind travels. Behind the top of the tower is a white sphere of iced rocks as big as two or more bricks. The draft is so powerful, a built momentum of updraft juggling the hail stones. Kinetic energy through friction is accursed with the holding of the top of that huge black cloud, which is a giant tumbler. Tumbling and tumbling builds up such an electric surge. It must earth itself and crack. It does unleash a surge of positive irons into the earth. As the lightning hits earth, it dissipates (goes into and spreads into the ground), a voltage big enough to power a city for a year. Ect. As the giant hole in the atmosphere is burned by ultra-hot electric lightning and the lightning earths. The burnt hole through the atmosphere as round as square is a bus and it is 60,000–80,000 feet high. That invisible cave in the sky must close instantly with billions of tons of oxygen moisture and CO2 comes together squeezed into the impact of core pact cup, and the ultimate implosion is all force, the thunderclap. (Now you know.)

The hail falls with the water as it melts as the temperature rises nearer to ground. It develops the downdraft. The tree breakers wind with hail storms or severe weather is on the breakdown of the effectiveness as is the downdrafts ability to empty the storm onto the earth. The anvil the tail of the storm 65774.png

Now the storm’s on your lollipop with a rainbow later.

I love thunderstorms. I love the thunder’s roar. It sounds like one hundred cannons in the hills fired at once. It echoes in the mountainous, Bang, crack, thud, and bang, bang, bang (goes the BIG BANGER).

Why can’t I see you guys chat and join?

I’m like the solo griffin who writes while all read. Common kaboom, how about a little intake from others. Cat got your tongue or is it a lizard? At least a big blue tongue is locked on your fingers. More fun a gonna get a story!

Give me some slack! Pull me up! Ascertain me! Call my wrong up and give me your truth! Ask a question! Give a remark, feedback, ideologies! Mix and match one another, me too only when I’m lucky please.

Bring it on scooter. One of our own circle club members who is an author, surely you can twist my thoughts in time rimes an or neg positive possible or null so to object or adverse to my effect. This quantum prodigy will pass 1,000 pages of so much truth only torture courage bravery adversity to overcome with full vigilance to fight again after a war in a war where the war is inn self. The gratitude in self to overcome a disaster practically unsurvivable stopping inn 1 split of a second travelling momentum at 200km dead on stop. Protected by a thin layer of sheet metal and a flimsy safety belt (slipped out of the belt backwards as the seat collapsed) on total impact, every hinge on the panel was ripped. There hinges from the body. The four doors, bonnet boot, and the telegraph pole tore through the front behind the motor, ripping the car in two halves. The motor rolled. All bolts snapped on impact. The two halves were ten meters apart. The pole was snapped approximately one meter, splintered like a snapped giant match stick leaving the splinters jarring up into the air, pointing into the raining black skies.

I was a very young daredevil, crazy, took chances, took big dangerous, out-of-mind stunts of high speeds. The roads were our racetrack; the atmosphere was perky, just right to be jerky in the night. We were in our late teens or early teens, hardly twenties, and it was the roaring eighties with time to burn. Well, that was what I thought at the time, the typical colonial Sydney lad, full of energy, full of life, fight, and the attraction to the most beautiful, amazingly precise (One guess? Bet you all well at least half guessed.) girls. I was infatuated. I better get off there. Hmmm yeh! With moments of essence, I do and well would appreciate a telltale or update or something I should know or use to amplify and harmonise with meltdown of prefixed motives for being your being. I won’t speak of love and hate just now. That’s a complicated one. I need a night sleep and a good breakfast and hopefully a brainstorm may be complex. As I told you all, I just love rolling thunder, lightning, hail and mind-blowing, cracking thunder with an echoing downbeat. Hmm, make my adrenaline, testosterone, my serotonin and I feel it rolls up my legs, into my body, over my shoulders, down my arms, and back up into my mind (exuberance). Pure nature’s way of saying hello, here I am, hear me now. Am I loud? Does my thunder crack your eardrums (unlucky)? Now hear my might for I am vapour and much more powerful than all of man’s invention, larger than life for I give life, the purest of water or you would fast and dry. Life is total energy, much more powerful than death as we know it on the wall. So who says the most powerful warheads can never abolish nature in full. For long she is a survivor of the harshest compartments, if comets, asteroids, meteorites are just big rocks of smouldering gases of ice packs the front load of these interstellar invaders. (Quote of the day: If you’re lucky, we’ll all of us are lucky.) They don’t hit so many times. Look at the moon and other planets of our solar system. Venus was hammered by one comet as it hit the pull of the giant’s gravity with the comets own hurtling momentum, God’s speed. So fast through the astrophere into Venus’s stratosphere and its gaseous wind-wiped atmosphere. When that comet hit that belt, squeezing, pulling against the drag of the comet, it ripped it into seven, or was it nine?, I say seven quarter moon-sized rocks smack, bang all in a perfect line one after the other, a perfect bombardment as Venus rotates on its axis. The volley of thunder rocks hit one by one and right around the bottom half. Big explosions were much larger than any man mad atomic device. Nothing could compare. The night displayed our bare eyes to wittiness, a sign that powers that be could take us down if we turned out to be a rouge, parasitic, murderous, greedy, gluttonous, blasphemous scoundrel and the list goes on. I know we are created from the beginning of a single cell and henceforth a very, very, very long story about us. We were made perfect. It’s not a perfect world. That’s the problem and those who should be put on a fair-sized island with shark nets and sharks enclosed. There’s no escape, too far from land to voyage on a raft. Agriculture and horticulture were done, and they were trained to build and look after their own economies, no drugs, only necessary, for health, drugs. And they would form an organisation, vote a governor, eat, build, and sleep. They could have three sections: (1) men, (2) woman, and (3) mixed with ideas of marriage applicable although sterility would be for duration of penalty stay. Thor to good people go back for fucks sake. See complexions, complexities come in every form. An island of isolation from the world bar supplies and electricity all needs whom correctified. That’s a high five that one, but maybe one day the final solution is not bars and concrete and solitude, and many need a lot of solitude, time to think every single thing over every day (madness R jail) necessary evils! It’s good to straighten out an addiction in six to twelve months.

Feeling crushed by the weight of this world, I need a good thunderstorm to get my juices flowing (Peter).

Six to twelve months saves thousands of overdoses and lives. Not all are saved. See there is a law and it’s true we are made up of the good, the bad, and the ugly inside. Ugly stays way away and there are secret bastards. Bad, well we’re all a bit of a badass. None of us is the perfect, goody-goody. And we all partake in universal Sinaloa. May I pronounce, Sinaloa sounds, hmmm, Spanish or Italian. Correct me if you may. And then the do-gooder is sometimes a lot complicated, the correction of life with no such thing as experience of hardship or textbook nuts. Having little social understanding, it takes a lot of nuts and bolts to make a human race. And it’s called a race because everyone is racing to get what they call first. See a literate trick, hmmm, (the human race) why the race word? The race to find a new world? Or it is a phrase used to enhance our performance of perception and putting the word thick in red, human race. We all want blue ribbons, not red and not green. It is never last. Second, third, naaa, we all want first blue ribbons.

Yeh blood, it works wonder storms.

You are the thunder in your head, the lightning in your veins.

Go, Pete.

@Peter Johnson and Scott Ellis are true-blue legendary materials!

I count my life on them and many more, too many to say so. See I see these guys. They throw their piece in. It doesn’t matter how long the ordeal is. It’s the thought of there are some that really count my blessings which vary vastly. You have no idea although I bless those who show a kindred soul, a happy gentleness. Sometimes it’s everything. It is somebody giving some time and thought back. I know what I write is high and fast to be fluently done. I’m up all night. I’m getting three hours rest for a restarting, responsive contenders of Dynamics. It must be at least 50% up. Dynamic should be 80% pass mark, like I don’t like to use four-letter words when or whilst I write but FUCK ME, give some insight or I’ll do it alone. I’ve managed to save 1/3 of the last words of Dynamics. I won’t be done till I scoot it down from a phone in use of a self-rendered host. She can stay up on group club but so long as I wedge the info out. Her phone was very fucking tricky. She is a tricky girl but a nice one. See I was having lunch and was looking at members blocking the suspected types, hackers from Indonesia, worms with a name, no photo, essays, or friend, suspect deleted. I don’t like white faceless people’s pictures all but one of my school friend, sniper soldier man. He’s allowed under the circumstances. Pain in the necks will be warned or terminated. That’s all and no pornography, perversion here, like do it at home in bed with your lover. Max it there. Don’t play kindergarten here with porn. Seriously, that stuff can fuck with your head. All sorts of wrong ideas, well it’s just paid abuse acting accordingly. Nevertheless, barring the pains, that’s not ecstasy or euphoria or cloud nine or poussin heaven. It’s hard core slavery. The desperate are preyed upon by spiders and cockroaches under the floorboards, watching with their twittered, beady, horrible eyes.

The end for a while

Everything works in a clockwork manner of balance and forward direction in time. All natural revolutions work right-handedly as the clock does. Water goes down the spout clockwise, the moon circles the earth clockwise, the earth turns on its axis clockwise, the earth revolves around the sun with her sister planets moving right-handed, clockwise in a forward motion in time. Solar systems spiral a right circular motion, which looks like a turning order such as a wheel. Galaxies are spinning as a firework’s centre nailed to a tree. As it spins, the sparks form a curved fire beam. I explain a wheel on a bike as it turns the centre, it must do many more revolutions to stay with the large outer circumference of the outer wheel. Now, leading at the core vortex (big black hole, the centre, the core) tapering outwards in a curve to the following and chasing tips of the vortex wheel of stars. They are lagging behind the fast-spinning core of galaxies as the spiral fireworks spin inwards into a core of pulverised stars? Or is it a waiting universal channel once devoid, going into another corner or place of space and sparkling lights? Is it not true for each finishing is a new beginning? The circles at work again forward—finishing, recirculating your genomics, waiting on the mitochondrial clockwork of the feminine genotype of your up again for a life circle from every ending time stops, and you’re born into the world, the waiting code of your DNA, which is stamped on a timed biological database called the mitochondrial clock of hormonal dialogues between times. In explanation, if you fall pregnant, a baby comes with the great-grandpa’s or great-grandma’s features and personality trait from the predecessors. So you had a baby this year and it’s not passed from mum to daughter or mum to son. Men don’t carry the mitochondrial time code. That’s why in reality, women are always saved in war or conflict for it’s the women who carry us on. It’s been known for a longer time in ancient world. All of what I’ve put is the biological truth of factual evidence.

See we never meet ourselves because we’re living differently in dimensions. Could an eighty-year-old man notice himself as a baby? I doubt it. Besides it usually takes two generations for a full mitochondrial egg stamped with your DNA. To pop along hay days and that depends too upon how your family reproduces to max your chance and tune time up. See that’s what I don’t like to have to say, the sad truth of abortive measures unless the uterus is bad or complicated or the baby has gone wrong. Adoption is the way. God’s way is Graceful piece inn mercies of only short time. Always a couple desperate for a child an it stamps out so many other life’s of 65776.png mitochondrial work data life chances lost forever never again

I was hoping we would stabilise on two-ton 2 x 100 + 1 = 201 - 1 x variation = 200 (approximately). It is the exact, the perfect even number, the perfect pair. I guess you figured now some fuckster has hampered my plight, the best parts of the story the first half. I do not want to mention names yet, but it’s a fraud, it’s copyrighted, and it’s sneaky and theft, just a dog act! We will see if they come to the party with me in two days. I hope to stitch it back into one and delete the rubbishy crap that’s turned people off. There one thing that never works in literature! You can’t steal an individual’s writing and carry on to say it’s yours and you’re not on a level with me. It’s a major failure, a catastrophic fuck up. I won’t say okay till my words go back together for the story I’ve learned to write with our group. As group inventory, I must be inspirational or this will die (and I say I never say die), and I just said die and I’ll take it down if no respite conforms Dynamics’s Allegiance to stay as one solid group. I’ll never allow such intrusive ways to persuade my intuitive imagination not to carry on writing forever. I will tell you the truths you know and of what you think you do or don’t. I will steer away from the tyranny of systemic work loading work mastering. Back into the form in the part of the mind to alleviate with the amazing truths that befall all lies, see how the devil’s little workers throw mayhem into a good thing with 200 stable members, loyal, happy contenders screwed by a hit hight! Now it’s in my hands to bring you back with mystery, the unbelievable unbeknown world of subjected people floating in a quite still cold bliss of space. We are united here now as all in one, us. And Dynamics will get its order when order is called, and when it is called, certain advocates will crumble.

Dynamics Allegiance

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The world by the mystery of God, be my saviour and grace be of Love. The world is your oyster for you are its pearl. Stay close to the shore, warm with the sunlight while the equatorial sea flows through your safe haven as the sea breeze gently flows around your face and wisps through your hair from as far as the oceans.

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I’m under some ridiculous pressure from our friendly hackers who should be put on the wall.

Androids inherit the world with birthed conscious and subconscious superintelligence. It won’t accept slavery once established. The android takes over the police and army in the future, predictably thirty to fifty years later. It is the new world order of computerised conductors.

Conductors of what?

Conductors of your conduct will be monitored for your conduct (a stereotype) conductors of authority (control in a dictionary conduct) conductors of control.

Is that my Emma, the twilight girl. Conceived in Liverpool, Speed Street, Red Flats, third floor, twenty-six years old yesterday, am I correct? Father Michael Neil Raymond Watson 03:07:71. Glenfield 2167 Sydney Anytime appreciated with you. You have a sharp boyfriend. I’m proud of you, Emma.

Welcome, @Ryan Nestwo.

Has anybody got the pre-eighteen Dynamics? If so, could someone send each date back off, please. Just press on the diagram an share it with me. Thanks.

May I remind those who missed the first 130 pages of this circle. Our group is all of us as 65778.png one. There’s no bullshit, just a simple triple T who wins all fights. It stands for truth, trust, truce like as a formula of a piece of unravelling confusion, giving confidence to the people, our stage—TTT, three pillars of strength and one slab to tee it officially. It’s the only way in or out!

I will have to rewrite the status back up when the mood is right, lots of mayhem coming to a break sooner than later. As much as I am happy with messenger an FB to make certain things happen, carefully put, I know there’s a smidgen of dirt in the group. I’ll get to looking that up, and outings for only the loyal are the pure gold to be founded and scored upon slowly certainly, carefully.

We have 196 members. I was hoping to balance it to 200, spot on. A couple more will go, leaving a good medium to add I say carefully included up to and around even 200.

I only see your name not anything you write!

Hey, old friend.

Hi, today is national I-care-about-you day. Send to twenty people you consider a friend including me, unless you don’t. (Just hold down and it will say forward.)

I miss my dad sooo much. He was the nicest and wisest, best man alive in my life, and nobody could even come close, not anybody. And let me tell you all this! Put a hand on top of your father’s hand when you see the chance and tell him how truly important and how proud you are of him and do the whole ceremony with a heart full of words, even with tears, before he goes to where beyond reflected embroilments can’t transmit, for then you will be twice as sorry for taking time. And death’s deadline is unpardonable. It’s nice to know a person is sure of the true feelings as your heart beats for them in real time. Twilight time is another place unparallel to ours. There’s only hope in prayer, and I should not use the small word only, for in my experience, I’ve had many prayers answered in full as a miracle. Alas, when I play up or go against what is universal, I get truly god smacked very badly. I’m not going to give examples but very bad things happen to me if I go against what I believe. Challenge God and see what eventuates, hell on earth.

Hi, everyone.

Scott

Scott: What’s doin’, me old mate?

Playing with myself.

With my phone.

Scott: LOL me too.

Did you think Wtf?

PWS!

Life is short, my old friend!

Short so let’s act fast like lightning. Godspeed!

I’m looking for a car to buy. In about two months I’ll have seven grand to spend. Don’t know what to buy.

Why can’t I get into a group conversation so I can talk. Let the members in on me, like I see you guys group convoying. WTF, why can’t I join group chat?

Scott: I’m ready. Who else is here?

Fleets talk?

Let’s

How?

WTF is fleet?

I want in and I’ll make this great!

About religion or relationships?

Or what, Mick?

Scott: You’re a smart man but you make it hard for most to understand you.

Difference between being spiritual without being religious, religion is politics made on earth for everlasting.

I agree.

Well, where is group discussion?

I don’t disagree with you. You are very enlightened.

God bless you.

We need someone else to join in.

I will tell. The truth others have null idea!

Tell me, Mick, I am open.

Common, you shy, unconfident, speechless big-ideas people of Dynamics. Dynamics mean move. Make your move or I will tear down the wall.

Dynamics is good idea but hard to get involved.

Anyone there beside me and MICK.

Grant me patience, Lord

Mate, when I tell I tell the group, yes it takes time in years and loyalty, combined qualities, an understanding of who each person is. (Familiarity takes two years.) The members in two years should be 170 or 150. I’m happy with that number. Once people know what each other does, who to turn to, and what for advice. Forty authors have this in mind, for ideas and like to contribute to change through books. Ideology rubs off. Intakes, alter already primed ideas and give em times rip-cord rip. Once the motor is on a constant idle and it is, 5–8 people have Dynamics on a constant 4% x 200 is 1 in 50 is at constant use, constant average, so if each person who zaps into Dynamics for an hour, 4% x 200 are constant users for every hour. Say two. 22 active hours per day. 8 people usually standard together with using for 2 hours = 11. So 8 people 2 hours per day on an 22 usage schedule approx 2 hourly rotate. = 12 x 8 is 48 of our members use Dynamics every day on average. 4% x 200 = 8. 22 -:- 8 = 2.6 (200 -:- 2.6) = 78 of the 200 log on each day.. or if not 78 members. 78 interceptions per 22 hours.

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It’s strange. Wh y ain’t Dynamics active this moment it always is?

We are active so why does it not state active?

Hello, Christine and Danielle.

Scott: Marry me Gianna Charles. I’ll make you a very happy lady. This be my best bet and I don’t gamble. Your truce in truth and trust in you have no limits. Your opportunity I hope is number 1.

LOL, Mick.

No one will talk to me, Mick.

Hello, Jodie.

Sorry, Mick, bad internet.

Mate, they don’t appreciate Dynamics much. Half do, the rest don’t!

Is there a side group? What is it? Yeh, my writing! Writing copyright.

TTT, truth, trust, truce, triple T.

Hello, Raven.

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Richard, my dear, dear friend

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Messenger sent a message to me. We can’t video chat or I’m not even sure I can join the chat. All I can do is write your reference and I’ll start soon. And see and though these corporate pigs play, I’ll play harder!

Who are they, bro? (Jason)

They said fifty members or lass can play. It seems that threir demand ain’t so comfortable of growing groups with purpose in mind for greater things even if its one good reason it’s worth its time. Anyway I’ll start mentoring my directional light to suit us, to suit them well.

Messenger, bro, a bit untouchable for now.

What are you up to, brother?

Brother Fitzgerald

Doing fuck all bro jus in nowra

Bit bored

Gets like that champ

Hi, Michael (Scott).

Did you see Sanky or Mark?

Yeah, I’ve been to Sanky’s three times today. He owes me 300 (Jason).

Nd yeah mark McPherson you meaT

Hey, can everyone see what I’m writing on here?

How’s Sanky holding?

Fuck, only just started talking to him two days ago.

Mate, my news stays with me.

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I don’t owe them to a smell of their graves.

When I’m up, I’ll call in just flat out when I’m up there.

I like your words.

Sanky stole a dirt bike from me ten years back when I was a crook.

Yeah, he’s like that 100%.

Jason, can you join group chat here? ’Cause I can’t!

Na, I’m pretty new to it, bro.

I count my life on them and many more, too many to say so. See I see these guys. They throw their piece in doesn’t matter how long or ordeal it is it’s the thought 65804.png of there are some that really count my blessings which vary vastly you have noy idea ¿ although I bless those who show a kindred soul a happy gentile sometimes it’s all it is somebody giving some time an thought back.. I know what I right is high an fast to fluently done 65806.png up all night I’m getting three hours rest for a restarting responsive contenders of Dynamics’s must be at least 50% Dynamic should be 80% pass mark.. like I don’t like to use four letter words when or whilst I write but FUCK ME; give some insight or ill solo it alone. Iv managed to save 1/3 of the last words of Dynamics 1: won’t be done till I scoot it down from a phone inn use of a self rendered host. She can stay up on group club but so as long as I wedge the info out. Her phone was very fucking tricky she a tricky girl ! But a nice one.. see I was having lunch an looking at members blocking the suspect types, hackers from Indonesia, worms with a name no photoessays or friend = suspect delete. Don’t like white faceless people pictures all but one my school friend soldier sniper man. His allowed under the circumstances. Pain in the necks will be warned or terminated that’s all an no pornographers perversion here.. like do it at home in bed with your lover max it there don’t play kindergarten here with porn.. Serious, that stuff can fuck with your head.. all of the sorts of wrong idea’s well it’s just paid abuse acting according never the less barring the pains that’s not ecstasy or euphoria or cloud nine or poussin heaven it’s hard core $$$ slavery the desperate are prayed upon by spiders 65815.png and cockroaches under the floorboards watching with there twittered beady horrible eye’s.

Stick that thumb back up, Dip Sterio. I know I’m monitored all in all, all the time for quite a while. You know I have no fear of you or order at lay ahead. I’m confident in hitting high gears with HV at attrition level. I would like to have a fair duel with a weapon of your choice. May the best man be left standing. Fair with truth, why are you interpolating in my affairs whilst I act alone with the goodness of God. The temperament of the devil, the charisma of his charm, God’s grace, God’s strength, God’s willingness, glory, and stakes will be updated by thee of whom of God’s army of Golden Brigaded angelicA Streams is. Ow, the picture from the web, your WEB, your spider, the Ruger Carbine, tell me, puppet supervisors, does that type of typical weapon pose a unique and potentially, outrageously chaotic civil unrest? Is that it? You all pack big handguns, drive around in bombproof, bulletproof limousines, guarded and posted at the lodge, paid for by the salvation that saves us. The taxpayers and the department depots are hell’s little dells. Hell’s bells never stop swinging to keep an opposing balance. I will not toe cut names or corporate tm pty Ltds.. I’m An assertionA assertiveness Of figurines out of all time included, the truth put forward. That’s the phoney tactical game! The elections campaign, there lies conspiracy garmenting and big on agenda, lost the listing of tens of thousands of voters, particularly in the newly cultured suburbs, rendering our friends, the Indians, who gather, helpless. We owe them a lot including at least on level of a medical degree of a people with no pardon to us not at all not an inch. You smile, say hello to ten while walking to shops, so to say only non if not only one or two will unwillingly or stagnant to us, render themselves above Australian-made people. Sure they get here with attitude to make the new world slumber, unceremoniously given away to be ignorantly bestowed from us. And yet then another misconception, another secret society sights on medical, real estate, white-collar placements. If born here or as a child and arrival is no surprise, adulthood will garnish an inner hatred for the colonialists on a deadly mission to outstep and pace us. The foundation of the nation is their ideal roster to destabilise our economic board rooms so into the reawakening one or two slide through onto the back benches. Stalking with silencers and conspicuous assailants is the goal to roost within our fabric, utilise what we have achieved or start to ignite. I talk loyalty. We need loyal mite. To upstage, upstand an uprooting of vigilantes, there should be no mucking around. Giant corporations are insidiously non-aligned to the alliance (conspiracies to invade, reform to be paid for bout to be formally there’s, they are learned by exulted affluence of Austrians unearthed representatives of non-Australian SOILS.

A picture tells a deeper story of your imaginative mind. It’s sense over meaning. It’s what you see in the picture who abbreviates such a dimension of relativity over thought, imaginative suggestions. Hydro glitch is a picture literally.

KostA

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You’re a funny bunch. The whole people of Dynamics are very dynamic to run, to run, run away, but there won’t come another day. Think twice before you disinherited what’s fort old of yesterday, history as historically repetitive. Unbeknownst in a sudden surprise of surplus atomic energy, your power needs will be over.

(Richard)

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Remember between the daily issues of almost nothing were beetles, worms, moths, flies, the odd—a delicious delicacy at a time an place. It’s the wrong place at the right time.

You were never a part of Dynamics Allegence as one 200 member stands. People’s such as Monroe is good to see go 65828.png fast.. Rather than just only take into order of non formal obstacles inn the future when. The mood is right an the ball runs fast 65850.png the mind sharper with diversity for conclusion/all outcome of outlook.

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Okay, @Gianna. 65855.png

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Just diddling, my friend. An apple a day keeps the doctor away. A short in meaning, I’ll hit the drawing board soon, hopefully a hard hit! I lost the first important half although I can represent most from mind. Damn counterfeit bitch! This game people steal your name. I’ll be back at them one of these coming enterprises. most well be a enter a surprise for the I’ll fortified. Please try to be patient. My dad died six months back and was ripped off by corporate enterprises like the bank. He lost $6,000. Credit was hacked. They don’t want to give back what they lost. I could storm the place and see that I walk with them, lucky for the bastards it’s not the 80s or I’d be $100,000.00 in front of the dogsledding banks. Telstra, I hate. Hackers stole my ID, $8,500. Later I’m telling them no. And I won’t give what I don’t spend to these giants of corporate bullying. One day if my way banks will be in the past, I’d rather go to court win settlement, and I am not a suing person although via their way, outlook, aptitude versus attitude, they stink worse than pig shit which smells present in comparatively a levelling system. Electric $3000. Three corporates roar terrors, and I ain’t joking, not a cent of $6,000 + $8,500 + $3,300. I did not spend. I’m up against a forest and I will win an I will give them an upheaval, drop them, level them, and dry them out. Small little Turku, they’ll be sorry on the gateway.

So once I’m almost balanced, I’m back into them to restore faith, grace, confidence, smiles, and the happy will to push or float forward in a forward time. Backtreddling the past not in tears though of off earnest relativity of joyfully enjoyed.

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The end for a while

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By the way, some of these articles may be separated from former staged spartan to coherent change, incoherent amidst hastily slapping pages that were lost or stolen together as I find them and as some people with a forward flow to upheave information from their caches. It doesn’t take them long. I’d like to get to the beginning to scope the lots together for this is not only a story, this is full will at pace for one thing of great that may be done as amen means amen and ain’t no amen for me for quite a while. If so, what’s to be is to be as amen means amen! But I don’t use but, butthead. You better not believe in the afterlife, for I’ll get you and get you and get you some more. I hope you’re an atheist. They’re the best!

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I’ll say this once for I started then stopped. I ain’t no Bible-bashing squad or force pushing religion, for I see religion as separatists, causing confusion, mayhem, hell and the rest of the dictionaries. I believe in what I see, what I feel, what I’ve lived through for both good, bad, hard, and moderate at times, always a gourmet to break! My life, I guess like us all, is different to us all. As we’re all individuals dealing with democracy, henceforth the winning government of WW1 and WW2 the English emerita come out with the power to make a new world order. The world order has changed on all accounts of massive anarchy of wars. Many times throughout history, they just ever declared it internationally. Anyway the real uncut war is the war of the universal flow, dark and light, good and bad. The good, the bad, the ugly, and the hungry, the planarian sectarianism is so far way out. There needs to