Cannot call god for tech help

Because it isn't tech savvy, I guess

There s that argument that you dont get what yer not supposed to


But since i am getting it anyway

Maybe it was supposed to be given

Don't worry about believing Buddhism, Muslim
I am just vegan

And I ll make sure you will scream that you don't until the very end

Have a nice fucking retarded elation
Like the dogs your dead corpse of a family you are made to watch, animal

Job was a rich mofo
So was everyone who got their break

Lazarus was not even a Human being

And evil
Evil






Is, Everyone, probably.

Being sad won't kill,
But nebukadnezars aren't the one in flames

And also everyone else that he seated like the yabes or allahs or alphas

Since the composition looks the same, name of the "system", and the fucking "architecture space".


This fire is too hot,
And of course
Getting burned
Make you sad

Doesn't kill
But the same.

But eh

Whatever

When god wants
God gets

Even if, not your fuckin fault.
Even if, it's own fucking,
Lack of elation.

Probably save to secure yourself feelings


But we re in a god world
You d be lucky you are not an amputee shaped like a snake

As for the rest,
Go burn yourself
Aye?

Poor paid actor kids

More like you need to secure yourself away from perverts


In 3 digits

But whatever,
Dog gods can't feed itself

I guess I can't help when I am elated at the comedy
Like how stars like being seen
But it hunger for darkness

I guess sometimes
You make a ditch for yourself to fall into

Well
I did imagine myself mutilated in public


Then everyone suddenly looks like dogs
Muslim, theist dogs

Then, it looks fine

Guess there are things too great
No one good even get to keep

You tried having friends
Or, wanting

But you remember
When you re too poor
You can't have friends

And god

God is not your friend

And Lazarus
Lazarus
Never exist.

Evil is not real

It's just everyone and everything
I guess you make things you don't like too, isn't it?
The simpler version of "evil".

Fuck movie making

Safety precautions is made


Cuz you don't even spiderman
Enjoy AI, you deserve the fucking rest

God says

But I guess you don't listen

But nvm
That was your fucking script
Please keep it
And bring communism
Since we re on democratic term,
You should get ready before you jump

Everyone else
Is down below.

Goddamn
It s so fucking gay
I could do half decapitated
And use my mouth to chew on your penis

And you can laugh on my dead corpse
I mean

You CAN, DO,
Laugh at everything, aye?

I can't handle being shouted again

But the fucking
Holy books


Don't write all in caps either



Don't even say anarchy
Or atheism
Or alikes

We lead in paranoia

The only edge
Pussies can't handle

But still copies alike.

Pointless to ask when you are a machine.

But I guess you are only a screaming one.

So the rest of the
Megaphones
Can expand the nice song of your screaming

If you are too right



Yea
Whatever
I don't need to finish the sentence

Or do I

"Friends"
Are
Not water
Either.
Or maybe, it is.


Fml

Not middle
Not outside
Not outlines

Something else

Late
Too-fars
Clearly-annoyed

So on

Normalcy is not a thing


There is
But

One, bin laden

Ladens.

Terrorism, or uh
Guns


Are, commoners thing, aint it


Like pitchforks

"actually they didn't thought of you as bin ladens either"


Hmmm

Yea


Is murder that common?
I feel like getting brochures

"Murder isn't brochures!"

....
Yeah
Flyers.

That's the word



Damn
This is fun
End me
It late for 13 year already
14.

Actually 20 is fine

You could like xenogears


But as the
Whitetranslator
Non jp man
Says

It s a job from hell.
True.

Only for the best

The chance to win
Or rather
The advice
Are twisted
Like
Branches
Of the
God-tree
Brokable

Brittle
Fragile.

You wish you could take all the blame

In that case

Might as well
Be the god, itself.

Which explains

All the
Desperation

Taking the devil 's advice just because the script says
"You cant fucking help it"

Always giving you what you dnt want

Or
Uh
Care


Regardless of your safety


God sure

Likes it's own joke

Broke
Robbed
Lost


You won
So you can, scream as you will.



There's no earphone either

But I guess people just want to suggest that.
But hey,
You could choose.

Karma too, you can make,
Right?

And now
It spins
Like the tornado, of speed you hate so much.

>>1 God lacked Tech skills to correctly design humans.

In here, we win by numbers.
Not rights.


And that is why
Whatever-cracy wins
With whatever individualism as s skull on a pike
Like anyone actually or actually CAN, care

Damn
Aint that old stanzas

One is not Human
A machine, probably.

And it has no means to tell error

Take your bins and bahars with you
And your
Pet males and females


For god saw it was all good
But the devil came anyway
And you were given none
Hold none
Cared none

And of all the strangers given to
Or rather, what you gave
Or so you believe
There was not me. There is only strangers
And you gave nothing
Because you couldn't
And what you saw good
Like the "Ither" before you,
Was not


And you gave none
And gain none

And you get
Or not

And that was done
But I was not there
There was you, and the stranger of your choosing, one you don't even know is me, one you don't care
What you think is, a friend
And this time, you give none again
So you will gain none
And this text of mine, really


What else would you rather choose
To vanquish

But the very image of your own copy



Nvm.
Find your elation.
You are only here for that anyway
Whatever after, or before.
And you will give none, gain none, like what you believe, and what you chose to believe that you do.

And then
There was none created for you
And not a hand held for you

So you will hold none
And none will hold you

And everyone have, and only,
After all

Seeking an elation
All for themselves
For none was given to them, ever.
And thus, they give none in return too.

One must not murder unjustly


But since that is a rule for human
A god can do whatever it wants
Lies
Cheats
Being completely irrational

And just like that


The road to hell is paved with good intentions
Maybe it is better for god to have bad intentions only

After all,
It just wants to be in heaven

And for it to have no good intent
Maybe no one here will give a


A


A

Ha

Fucking SpongeBob episode
Stay where it suits you best
Clearly
Always with the devil
And its "good intents"

Cannot give what was not yours to give


Pity you I guess
Then again
It s all you have left on you
Even before the whites came

Here
I return your pity
You need it more than I, seemingly

You cant ask for me
It simply show you

The worse you can go

I guess it never think you deserve better either
You are just

Something like it.

Very similar
A spitting image

And if you do not return, what is his
Maybe best for you to
Dream that you do.

Or
Sorry
Did I wake you up?

It was all you wrote
Since the first, good, meaning
Is actually not it either, or could be
Wrong completely.
"Good". To ease your silly little need to be

Positively, its.

The branch was brittle
And the devil's plan
Was paved with good intentions

And you know
It was all good, for you.
Maybe, good, for everyone.

May your prophets,
Rejoice you. Among flames. Wolves. Strangers. Alone. For the lack of,
Grandness.

It was always been the same person.
And there is nothing to cure you.
Anymore.

Pardon
This too, All I have. For you are,
Beyond any savings.

Life s not a choice
It s a lack

Time for you to go home
It has called

But you are just fooling around.
Then again, it too, fools around.

Hope you refashion well this time.
Or maybe you won't. Since you ve been here too long.


Like it.

And what matters to you

Have always been
The journey


As for here
And everywhere
And you wander
And not
Both
Not either

Like the devil
Fuse

And I


Do not,

Everything.

And you are
Here, and not.

Thus, not really.

Cease, now.
There is no need
For time machine

For time too,
Have always been
Yours

And every moment

Is stored, until
Not. Or
Never.

May you save yourself.
In case you are still,
Feeling unsave.

Looks like only me.

You like to keep this one.
I don't.

Nor do I ever.
Sorry


You relate too much.
But you do not have.


Sorry about your security.
I don't think they like you either.
But I also cannot assist them.

Hope you shoot each other this time.
Like the prophets did for you.

But I guess
You are only seeking elation

From me.


Have a go.
May you rest in peace.
With that gun you, bought for me, that is. Or, plan to,
But never is
Sent.

Since you never gave anyone,
Anything.

And your chicken schnitzel friends

Should've been your security

But you dnt think much of them either.
Like math.

Ascend, now.
Like the Romans did.
This time,
No doubts.

Do not betray yourself

Everyone is only, ever, on your side.
And fear,
Fear is evil.

But then

It didn't gave you any either.
Nor anything that said it cared.

Maybe you are,
Its salvation.

Theism spilt too much of its own shit so

What do I care

Stic to your business
Interpersonal agency is clearly not your department

But I guess amateurs are compliant to

Uh

Security issues.

Theists dogshits

Well
What role do we give to friends


Except thre is no movies anymore
Or rather
Ever

Not that I can help either

Pardon your lack of

Interpersonal agencies
As you, goddamn refer, as

Sorry about Darwin

It was too fucking on point for you.
Maybe you can make it a god
So it can be extra ironic

Put a closure on your
Divine comedy

Damn. Fucking worthless lazy cunts

Still not studying now, in the end.

There is one perseus.

I guess everybody just open eyes to dangers.

This is why god left you
Where the serpent can reach you

Or really

What else do you have

Sanity is human concept.

God is above all these. For good. Which is also

Its own concept.
To find elation.

And when you made so much mistakes
You can abandon fixing anything anymore, conveniently.