Every Woman is a Mother...

Even if they are Barren... Each and all Females have many hidden Instinctive internal Protocols... the greatest is "to nurture"... it's a totally girl thing...

The Female Algorithm in the body of the being, is substantially different from Males.. They dont have the deep instinct of the Mother directive... written into their Genes... Mothers are the Gifts from God, without Whom Man cannot be born or exist...

always thank your Mother for giving you a point in time called "Life" it transits it falls waxes wanes then it fades, but what a gift to be Given that you did not even ask for or deserve...

Give thanks... immediately.... it is reciprocal and returns to you... before you go to sleep or happen to overdose, don't forget to thank Your Mummy.... for the wonderful sensual trip of a lifetime... the only one you will ever get... So Don't Forget...

The fury Of nature...

Has got our attention, all the viable World of civilised Peoples, have been pushed to despair in relation to this seemingly imminent destruction via "Atmosphere" can you believe it?... yeah me neither...

3I/Atlas has come to show us the vulnerability we are subject to.... all Our suffering will soon end, dont worry you wont feel a Thing... you did good mostly but, Ahem... it is tome to Die in the inferno of a collapsed chip dependant Savage cave life...

see on the other side... Dont despair, be fair with others... live a new Life with Windows "CHRIST UPDATE" be a better person from this moment on...

Just Click to join us....

Here I am Man...

Brooklyn Becomes... Boring...

there is a terrible reality for Children, if they are born into a privileged life style... they dont get no deep inner freedom, Like your average Nobody...

NO they feel like "Something very super special" like they were always told.... endlessly how Special they are... and they BELIEVE IT to the point of RELIGION they are their own Deity's... by Cost by exclusiveness and ultimate specials, unlike ordinary people, of which they were told to always think ABOVE...

OMG: I feel Nausea just thinking about such folk...

Brooklyn B is a useless appendage to a falling failing Career HE DON'T GOT ONE.. if you will pardon me for saying... He is a talentless Blob of insignificance, all he can do is kiss his Vapid Hollow wife and go shopping, kissing shopping and shagging is all this Vapid Empty Shallow shell can do, He is Universally USELESS without his Family...  GET A JOB YOU WASTER TAKER MASTURBATE'er...

Who is a DISGRACE TO HIS FATHER... 

Arguments: HE SHOULD HAVE BEEN AN ABORTION... way back in Brooklyn, who cares about a Little Blood stain in a Public toilet... that is all he has become, a MONSTER filled with venom for the folk who made him...

CHESS for World dominance....

Instead of RAW WAR, why dont we play Chess for freedom... who would play for us... who has the mind of a Loving God... and a Winner incarnate...

Who is our champion who will play for us at the risk of their own lives... a Hero never realises they are... they just carry on doing what they conceive as being right...

you cannot do it deliberately, as that is an act of self admiration in an empty meaningless act of Ego... self aggrandisement and conceit... every dictator Thinks He is a Saint, (No Female dictators in History... so far?) except maybe CO CO CHANEL...

He "Xi" thinks he is the liberator of all mankind and a great leader equal to MAO... what a crime to let such a limited intelligence run a vast empire of lies and deceit... the maximum criminality has been viciously achieved... by all that is untrue...

he will be taken away for slaughter, like the Pig He is... and China will be FREE again to be the greatest nation on all of the Earth....

The Good People left must make a stand... Birth is painful but 

LIFE IS WORTH IT !!

Love is a Time bomb...

Eventually it Detonates... and you are blown away... you finally realise how stupid and dim you were before in the past... how much you lost and how dum you have become...

You never have total control, getting used to that is a shock... Love is a toxic mixture of sentimentality and idle passing thoughts without superstructure... it is an opportunity you frequently misinterpret...

Thoughts alone will liberate or Hang you... if you initiate mercy you will verily receive mercy...

just trying to be good, is to become incrementally better... love is a time bomb, it repeats like a hot Curry, and burns your heart almost to extinction... but if you persist you will survive the bleakest of all, you become everyone who ever lived at Once...

If you give a little Love, you get 1000/1 back... it beats Any Casino for returns...

The Worst Death of All...

Is to be alive, knowing that your hours are limited... Death is the Lottery of Life... you win some you lose mostly... everybody is waiting for that "Knock at the door" (from the Undertaker) when Your Number is finally UP...

They come with Black Vans, and take you away... in the silence of the night another wasted life is removed from society...

One day it will be me... and one day it will be You... nobody has access to eternity unless your a soul that deserves persisting... only selfless Souls breach the bounds of all time-less-ness... all time is one time which is where we are all united as One...

Amen = Peace to broken hearts.... Xxx '~#

J T

J T I traced you back to your ISP... Dont worry I wont hassle you: but I would adore a little to and fro from you old pal of my Youth...

VITA EST LUDUS

(life is a Game)

MORS TE LIBERAT

(Death sets You Free)

thank you for all you gave me:

Not all Wounds Bleed...

Secret Pain is what a lot of people hide, I know so well, as it is obvious to a dedicated observer... pain is the currency of a continuing existence... hanging onto a thread

Vita est ludus, nemo umquam vincit, toto corde ludis, deinde nihilominus spoliaris, desistis, te procumbis et morieris... tempus appropinquat...

Vita est ludus quem solum stultus luderet... 

Mors te liberat...

Nothing says it like LATIN... the language of God's nearest and dearest... words carve scars in your heart, "like Goodbye" to equal the constant pain you endure... from losing the one thing you ever truly loved... to saying goodbye to all you ever earn't or achieved...

But let me tell you at the edge of all loss is the centre of the hurricane, which is calm and healing...