You destroyed nothing that means a damn thing to me. I learned a long time ago to never care about a god damn thing. Why? You kill what I care about. I care about you all now.

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Want and pride. It really is one place to discuss ideas that are shared illusions and auditory hallucinations of reincarnated teachings. The Black Bhudda, as I wrote originally, is the Goddess Kali. It was and has always been male aspects of the Grace the gods were once for surrendering to nature’s law of permission in human animals with sentient genomes. Unlike the corporation of greed, lust, pride and want that often clouds the mind. Many chances exist in the world and as evident you apparently never disappoint. I must have been the comedian in the family. Queen Elizabeth II the spy.

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