So mercy is mercy. I listen to music and it is good, and the only way I get relief is by typing. Join in the hands of the lord and say a ditch, go to the stitch and close it. I no longer need you. I listen to my concensious and I do not believe my name is any good. I hear birds chirping outside and I have no way to make money from them. I hate this thought and any thought like it.
multi-dimensional-consistency
Where two things equal two thing and life is good with the hood. Unfortunattelly it isn't. There isn't any consistency anywhere
good is the golden which is good to me.
To walk the way of a millionaire is good. IF you walk the walk why can't you talk the talk. Give me mines and I will fly. The mulu is real to you and I so why can't I punish those that use or take from it. Because it isn't real, there is no reality in what is stolen. Stolen from me? Stealing is an investment when you believe in metaphysicality you stupid schizophrenia.
two times is
multi-national-currency
hexa-decimal-dene
hetro-densiaul-conversion
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