Guess you are no slavers too

And thus, the megami denied,
And god seeks only the wilfull beast


Or really
What care,
What do not read words
Probably don't put effort

Or so god says

Disgusting staff with too much time on there hands

Then again, they just is too lazy for anything else but playing cats and calling gods

Fucking disgusting muslims and cosplays.


Mostly muslims.
At least cosplayers don't act in public

Then again, this one, no good in small space. Spoiled rich bunch.

Completely useless even for the Kitchens
Maybe they should sleep on the street as roads but even Mohammed isn't that magical

You cant fuck road pavements

But I guess Muslim are All about sex anyway

For life is shared
All is a given

And you run in circle
For there is no straight lines
And all given
Is returned.

May you keep enough
So anyone may
Even if kindness only there, when given


And thus
God is here
For kindness is only there, when given

And you never came down

So mandate of heaven
Never been

Curse of the saints
And truly
It made none but evils

No terror
Pain only

And what is magical
God's way.

And there are no evil, in madness.
Nor insanity.

And unforgiveness,
Kinder than ignorance.

And thus, this road of yours
Beyond all good
Untwisted

A long straight, rope
To infinity


Here
No good to return
No shelter to give

Only heat
Enmity
And evil

Pain too
Is not real
Nothing, is eternal, but

Mandate of heaven
Knows no suffering
Nor does, immortality of evil


And just like that
All these
Made from nothing
Become nothing
Remains, nothing

Pedophiles can't work well m8. Stay where your food is delivered
Closest to the dogs you cuddle with

Holy things can't forgive itself
So it says anything to be righted
Unaware it is always
Right.
It knows
Just unaware

How does that works

Who knows

All weird, god s way
Anything else
"Not that much" just "more"

Life s good when death isnt

Dang
What a tone

And even when
It isn't so

Things comes in numbers

Like letters

Sperm all over muslim's shirt
And still they are sex starved

A special kind it is
The same energy for masturbating
Do not, at all, reuse the same to scream

Mind your own

Females

But I guess
Your god not giving you
Or maybe
It doesn't have the balls to come by

Maybe don't get too smart
Or just take the eggs
And scream to the grasses



Ah well
This play pretend
Rip your heart open maybe
Like what you told your westoids
slave

Guess it s all drama and shows

Pussies

Take your kids while at it