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Kalaish is a pyrameridional space craft.
† Roshan Gurmeet Singh
Kalaish is a pyrameridional space craft.
The sound of mahjong and anklets are similar to the navigating consumerism, whereby the temples deploy genies to bring people for supposed healing.
Natural electro magnetic pulse seems to deter them.
There are etheric octopi beings that camouflage themselves, and manipulate the memories and out breath of human beings to keep them subjugated in a state of unhealthiness.
They disguise themselves with human exoskeleton skin suits to talk via screeches and squeals.
These are hive mind creatures and have been feeding on the thoughts of human beings for eons. Any major form of despair is their design.
Technological advanced along with their intelligence, and the capacity to influence religcrime, these fucks have subtlety fucked with human beings.
Though, no more.
They are afraid of bells, bees, and kyrlstals.
A mongoose on the five serpentine lingam will be delightful.
Science and secularism are contradictory, when the agents of perjury are jurisprudentially printed on the numbered paper.
“How do you know young man,” he says, “What is more pleasing to The Almighty?
The temple after destroying a mosque and vice versa, or conjunctionally, the suffering of those, whose place of worship you archeologically scalped?
Saat rang daiyan churiaan pankhey, aur gunghroo sejaakey aapne kimmti chaandey ko chedauh.
ਬਿਖੁ ਸੰਚੈ ਹਟਵਾਣੀਆ ਬਹਿ ਹਾਟਿ ਕਮਾਇ ॥
The caste system is a paradigmatic ethnographic, anthropological, endogamy on exogamy, for the basis of labour, and expendability.