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The Gods are beggars. They use archetypes and spirits to bring people to the places of interest and evaluate their choices.
† Roshan Gurmeet Singh
The Gods are beggars. They use archetypes and spirits to bring people to the places of interest and evaluate their choices.
It was your 10 Gurus and the temples, that created my late mom's business.
The inoculative apartheid is the de-platelet-lisation of the human race.
Caning is a widely used form of corporal punishment in Singapore.
It can be divided into several contexts: judicial, prison, reformatory, military, school, and domestic. The practices of caning as punishment were introduced during, the period of the inferior white washed invasion.
The constitution of Singapore is a stockholder's receipt, for the oppressive mindsets to arm themselves with racial subservience whilst detaching themselves from the responsibilities of their actions.
Statistically, most of the caners, are primarily of indigenous descent, executing the portfolio margins of their uniformed, judicial henchmen, for bonuses and NTUC points.
Flogging, programs a person to associate violence with care and concern. It affects, the areas of the brain that are affiliated with abuse, and must not be normalised. It is primitively, medieval, and traumatises the afflicted, with physical and mental sterilisation.
The prison and rehabilitation centres here, are worker's quarters as the housing estates are, for the financial franchises. Nobody is interested in unity here, besides the pharmaceutical, transactional exchanges.
Everything else is just, a means to an end for the conveyor belt that fines and signs, from cradle to grave.
I highly suspect, that there are fucking cunts, illegally ingressing my property when there is no one at home.
Isn't it strange that, when one is writing something targeted for a specific demographic, I get psychic attacks on my body, late at night.
半句话太多了。
把你制度化的种族主义带到其他没人关心的地方。
仅仅因为一个人理解你并不意味着你必须受到威胁。
你的移民心态是不健康的, 更糟糕的是, 你正在成倍增加。
太多的礼貌掩盖了欺骗。
去他妈的自己。
There is a bifocal aperture on the apex of my forehead, that edits thoughts, by weaponising an individual's curiosity.
Whomever, complained or made a report to the cops about my work, clearly, you have no sense of creative expression nor your own opinions.
If you are from the constituency, then, refer to the ministerial cabinet for the inspirational lack of cojones that arises from the your individual, upbringing to hinder one's work.
Miss, Mr, or Mrs , I would recommend some natural, non GMO, vegan, nutritional boosters for some your endocrine fatigue, or a good exercise regiment.
The thumbprints of your fingers are filtered with, nicotines patches of plasticity that breeds snitches.
With vehemence, go and fuck yourselves.
R
There are unhealthy energies, thought forms and whispers that attempt to slander my biological mom, for reasons unknown to me.
The three days, where the Sun does not rise, is the light of darkness.