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    THE LOVE OF ONE IN TWOS
    PART VI
    CHAPTER I

    In my literature voyage based on both Queen English and Russian Romantic School I've been-WILLY NILLY-witnessed to the unique miracle of my life therein I saw that The Part V Chapter III/The Love of One in Twos had been evaporated. So let's jump to THE LOVE OF TWOS By SOLZHENITSOF /PART VI, CHAPTER I... In my work PUBLIC COITUS-Public Sexual Intercourse- I wrote a mixed style for the first time: Collage Narration and Original Expression, the second-alone-yes the second would be used in this section. In addition, unlike the other works I wrote in COLLAGE style, I placed the philosophy of this work on the page with my suggestions to expand Human Rights and my own unique and lonely style. Thus, after my religious work E-BOOK serialized by The EU Net Work pages and published by Smashwords, my main works were published. As a result, my names prevailing in the world of literature namely in The Literature Network, MESOLZHENITSY, SOLZHENITSOF, Prof.. MES (Mustafa Erdoğan Sürat), and Prof MESOLZHENITSY took place in the world-wide e-libraries under the titles: DATING and REGIME, THE SECOND ODYSSEUS and THE CAPITAL CITY OF THE SONS OF ISRAEL-JERUSSALEM. That list of nick names of mine and the titles of mine similar to the positions maintained in the romantic masterpieces by the great Russian Authors each of them argued points which were essentially the same I-Prof MES SOLZHENITSOF as a Doctor of Medicine and Scholar in the very field of The Medical Sciences and Sociology induced discipline, say The Social Medicine, appealing to Freud’s treatment of relative clauses all over his studies, “If the governing substantive based on sexology would be the subject of a relative subject and should be, in the main clause, equated with, or defined as, a personal choice regarding to the sexual life then mating of the humans shouldn't agree with that personal styles in making love." Everything described there, as well as other worthy things-that would be worth of to have been being described-, had both abstract and concrete qualities, of course, and to think of gimmick induced sexual relations as unqualified was undoubtedly incompatible with a writer's level of knowledge. Public Coitus, sampled and defended there in terms of concrete features, coincided with a late spring season so that summarizing the effects of such weather on human beings, there was no limit to endless forgiveness, endless future assurance, and even a doping richness that inspired everybody no matter what should be their jobs. In such atmospheric conditions The Twos in One-He and the Love Hunter and the Girl Student + 18-season to have had the gillie were already dressed in over woolen shirts so that they could easily undress while entering the bed, and put forward the energy of peculiar to a vigorous couple who suddenly might have decided to dress up and play hide-and-seek wouldn't be braked!Accordingly, one should translate something therein similar to the statement, “I am the One in Twos-The Love Hunter, in that case who is,” adding to it one should be reminded of the problem of the situation that could be felt but not to be translated over words. It-The Translation Special might not be decisive in discerning the genital semantic dependent neither on emotion, nor an adaption of The Latin Statement: IDEM PER IDEM on behalf of translation. Nonetheless it might demonstrate that the arguments of semi official peepers looking at the naked bodies of the people making love... While carrying on with speculations-here you are-a slightly exaggerated knob-was it the word indeed?-coming as the outcome of some sort of public coitus, say a mating open to be peeped semiofficially might not have been considered too much free if the people close to midnight, even in the bed clothes of theirs that could be qualified to have matched within the run the people were to be familiar with on the land to have descended to the street below under the neon like beams falling from the sky thereof the hidden and weak sun of the season further down the road. Even though some of the rights in the bazaar in the market on the street what could one see, eh? Nothing belonging only the mankind not to be compared with animals in the plot regarding to The Public Coitus that have been reduced till the moment one could see what one could see in the status of nudes on the pavement ready to be mating, and yet not mating. Would they reflect the exhibit colourful behaviours of those engaged in The Public Coitus told in the form of science: BLA BLA...No, never BLA, BLA at all...All that and all other things were equally relevant. They had left the house with that principle in mind at night. In the old good, say past years there had been artillery units in the city. They marched towards the historic garrison from the wide tree-lined street on both sides to the military lodgings. The street was wide in one's childhood, but no one should have thought of making it a boulevard in the remote past or at near present. Think for a moment that the path were narrow and the trees more often in nature. Could you see the flaw? They ran and saw the middle sized and yet formidable forest's salutation, bending the trunk and exposing the prostration of the branches! This connotation has had nothing to do with the top of the sexual intercourse leaning to the bottom to kiss, or to the more lustful writhing. Because the state of the land, the settlements and the nightly visitor could leave romantic traces, while making love might be general pornography depictions that the scientific narratives would not want to get involved in. The novel affiliated readers therein relied completely on questionable pure romantic and The Public Coitus or rather their non-parallel tracks, all of which should have contained an expressed subject in the main theme namely Mating Free To Be Peeped, and sere therefore deeply persuasive. Yet another issue would concern how to translate the relative marker one might observe over all the parts of love making narration. Should one go on to claim that, since didn't seem to function as a name for humanly relationship at the Public Coitus induced main point open to a proper translation would be “Lustful! Because One in Twos is.” In other words, The Public Coitus was claiming that its other title was fitting to myriad personal expression in the mouth of everybody, and then could gave the reason: “Because One is!” It should be noted, however, that mating to be peeped freely without a preposition based on the onlookers only very rarely carried the strong causal force that interpretation required. Inasmuch as all the examples for this causal sense needed must be cited thereupon to have been questionable not in the sense that there was no causal connection between the Public Coitus and the mating free to be peeped that can be conceptually perceived!BREAKING NEWS!!!!!!Then came The Public Course induced BREAKING NEWS FROM RUSSIA!!!!!!!! A new scandal has been added to alcoholic passengers in aircraft in Russia. Moscow-Vladivostok flights on a plane engaged in sexual intercourse with a couple detained. According to Lenta.ru, ROSSIA Airlines flight to Moscow-Vladivostok flight of a couple, alcohol in the seat of sexual intercourse in front of the other passengers entered into sexual intercourse. Following the landing of the plane, 43-year-old woman and 41-year-old man, who was complained about, were detained by the police. The airline said that two passengers who were improperly treated could be sentenced to 15 days' imprisonment and could be banned from taking the planes after being included in the “black list" BECAUSE OF THAT INCIDENT BASED ON MATING OPEN TO BE SEEN BY THE VOYAGERS. 10th October 2019. What a coincidence was the scandal broke up in a Russian Airplane while the Romantic Russian Author SOLZHENITSOF has been trying the human rights regarding to making love freely. From the other side the author should have relied completely on questionable sexuality parallels between the incident and his novel to have been continuing, and all of which would contain an expressed subject both in his abstract study and the scandal at the board!As for the heroes described within the boundaries of their deeds before by SOLZHENISOF there appeared a research subject not romantic but colorful: How did the deeds based on public coitus training of The Student Girl+18 and The Twos in One-He The love Hunter advance when the girl showed up, the hunter took his pocketbook to note what he liked about her out of the bed, albeit remotely. In a world that has been renewed and globalized, that was to say, H-The Love Hunter had started already to carry some toolboxes with him, happy with the air of the new transformation discipline aiming at The public Coitus, or rather of the brand-new way of making love as all the animals used to do, which they have moved to. He began to write his notes that a familiar voice from the back, began to read in a gentle, slightly familiar tone: "Light-colored eyes, very white, face to a safe horizon-own solemn horizon-facing ..." He turned his head in front of The Wife of The Pushkin's beloved city Erzurum's Mayor seeming as a middle school music teacher never aged face. "Do you want to get to know the girl, son," she said, banging him on the shoulder. He replied: "Oh, my peeping teacher, I have no one to introduce ...""Do you want to get to know the girl, son," she asked, banging him on the shoulder. He replied in the language of lying: "Oh, those days, my teacher, I have no one to introduce ..." She laughed, "This girl is the only daughter of an immigrant family, her aunt Selma LATİFOVA lives in Bulgaria. To his surprise, his mouth remained wide open. He carry on with lying: "Occasionally on the way to school, she passed my chest as I passed by my old teacher for a moment in my eyes "poison sleuth" began to be perceived as .... It looked like a dream machine that was placed in the street matching to The Public Coitus so that those waiting were not bored. The exaggerated archive information he provided could only be found in police stations. However, the attitude of his open mating onlooker within a new personality- former teacher, was not unusual at all, He-The Love Hunter was even angry with his surprise: "My son, we are the people of the same neighborhood as it was revealed symbolically in the past.Actually it is this and et another issue concerned how to narrate something about the relatives of the onlookers. Adding to the very sophisticated statement one should prefer rendering it causally, huh? All in all immediately, he should have apologized indeed, confused, but there was not a glimmer of hope in his soul. To sum up, a source of hope had emerged for him-for Mr. Achill's-his father name was Achill-son. He would nearly was leaving all his existence to new dreams that would begin with explanations made by his old teacher. He, then, woke up from one of those dreams, on his own will-to be in a public place like a bus stop- and he wouldn't encounter anything strange. The usual flirt themes did not change: the teacher began to give clear answers to what he asked about her address and family in a faint tone. Without further ado, it was said that her aunt would come from Bulgaria to attend a seminar, and that her name was written on the list of seminar participants-voluntarily or involuntarily-as a student representative. Eventually it was said that they would allow him to attend the seminar with an institutional title, provided that he might had had a part-time job, and when he would have said that he had introduced his presence with the phrase "Kent City Centre Correctional Volunteers" so that KCCCV at the beginning of the institution. The acronym, instead of the full name, was naturally: KCCC Volunteers. The Pushkin's beloved city where he-The Love Hunter wold engaged in The Public Coitus or rather The Mating Live, just, that city Erzurum was the historic Islam induced cultural capital that would not too be taxing on the small Asian Jokes as, say the tentative mating to be peeped freely and international aspect was also strong. In this respect, he could have gone to Sofia, where her aunt was performing an important task, within the scope of the mentioned institutional service. As a matter of fact, The Twos in One did so, or rather The Love Hunter did: He was sent to The Pushkin's Beloved City-Erzurum during the semester break. After the collapse of the Soviet Union, all citizens-like him-from Russian New Empire, who acted as a remote-controlled brain, had opened The Public Coitus to Western European countries in every sense. For the sake of debut of citing an etymology in he should goes on to claim that, since mating under the ceiling of an semi-official bed room thereon the door has got a peep-hole didn't seem to function as anything named as a scientific term, say proper and significant!But could all these historical facts explain the sign or rather the symbol of the Public Coitus City at the bus stop that will take you to the city center? Was such an episode not similar to that told in his famous THE THIRTEENTH TRIBE, Arthur Koestler compulsively proves that the heroes of the wild west-that is, the western- are actually descendants of immigrants to the United States, who are supposed to be timid Hebrews and who are supposed to pull fast weapons for the right. Some of the famous Hebrew heroes of the Caspian Empire were TURANIANS thereon FERDOWSI, and some were Kurdish valiant tribe's people secular and anti Islamic terror; that's all true. But who could put one on the public transport of a neighborhood or center you doesn't know because of the quirk of recent history? Nevertheless, all of these passengers who had come to their daily stops with the intention of the city center had already settled in the colorful, dirty seats of the municipality where of The Bed Room assigned to mating free to be peeped. The truth was that almost all of Ariel's-The Love Hunter's name is Ariel-father's deceased friends tied a postman and a miniature piano neatly on his back. Vladivostok pianist, they were all on the bus now. Ariel also noticed that during the ride, through the trouser belt, the black cat had been attached to its tail. The reason for this was that by passing the universe thread between Ariel and the kitten, who had two different livers, the vehicle was able to remove and contour a thousand light VERSTs (remembering that The Light VERST were equivalent to a few trillion light years). As a matter of fact, they took off from the bus stop and started to cool down and talked to a liquefied star. With the help of numerous devices resembling the pool fountains of poor neighborhood parks from the star surface, the atmosphere was constantly spreading around the world. Each side was full of respiration. The PTT officer carrying the cat stood up during the talk to the star and made a stern statement to his fate mates in the vehicle, “Welcome from the Public Coitus school you graduated from to your main workplace and bedroom designed to engage in the sexual intercourse open to be peeped, you knew, its translation would be “The Love hunter! Because I am.” In other words, The Onlookers claiming that his name shouldn't be Ariel (which would be a fitting first person expression in the mouth of coitus peeping people), and then might live the reason: “Because I am!” adding to it, It should be noted, however, that without a preposition only very rarely carried the strong causal force all the interpretation required the scientific approach to the free mating. All the explanation for this causal sense should have been cited in a romantic novel!Were then everything questionable in the sense that there was no causal connection between the mating ones and the onlookers peeping through the peephole to observe every details of The Public Coitus that could be conceptually perceived, but because romantically there should be no compelling reason to believe that they-both the mating and peeping persons could carry that nuance. The indigenous, colorful, and large media outlets of the young Ariel survived during the Iraq War had exaggeratedly written that all the villagers of Iran oozed around the Beloved City of Pushkin, say Erzurum's basins and Russian satellite urban areas were familiar with organizing groups to peep coituses no matter public or not. Now, one would think: Wouldn't the onlookers at the other side of the bedroom shared by that innocent mating ones namely The twos in One and The Girl Student+18 would drive the world's people to the far corners of space, huh? Nonsense indeed if they'd accept it, absolutely nonsense. However, the same press organs, the Foundation of the Hair Removal and Gill Space Foxes, UTTUs on the occasion of mandatory art trips, "the Middle East and Mesopotamia in the world's oldest Greeks, Hebrews, Arabs, and Persian people living in that situation would not show that they were disconnected from the Caspian Empire because of the determination" They described Ariel-the Love hunter as "overly imaginative and unrealistic." What was the most weird would be the assumption that: in our age, the truth was still unexplained in less than a decade, and the truth-telling and was still being mistreated and tortured for at least ten years; one had not needed must speak a little English to say ”oh my God, before me.... As for the trips that The father Ariel participated in, as a philosophy of the Foundation, they were going on at the same pace: It was impossible to say: Israeli Gentlemen Farm near to the original water source of The Euphrates!” The town where the extinct star came from the opposite pole of the third outer space was even more interesting than its name: This is the sub-arctic or rather sub-arctic paradise of Eastern Anatolia near to Iran, with its air almost identical to that of Damascus's districts were in a pocket. Then let excuse everybody, you know mating at peeping all together, to have been accepted as an artist to the state's official radio, the region's bigger than love, Israel Lords with love CIRAGAN palace of The Ottomans...And a certain Mr. David pursued the link of that subject while he, and four hundred men and one hundred men remained behind, who were too faint to cross the brook between the municipality building. So the mating open to be peeped the onlookers' other examples should be a very unique explanation has been given in the well-known work by SOLZHENITSOF-The Author! Ah! All in a while one of The Twos in One talked: "Yes, in the the future apprentices of The Public Coitus should say: We are the pupils of them who mated in a semi-official bed room supported by the Municipality of The city, say Erzurum loved by The Great Russian Poet Pushkin. My acquaintance with the Caspian culture was on the occasion of the inauguration of Columbia Sound Record Company, which we had to knock on its door in Istanbul in order to make a record. The owner and founder of the institution, A. Moshe was a person we know. Following my contact with the Hebrew culture, the truth of a place that I frequently visited in my native land, where I was born, but I never wondered, raised questions about me. Before mentioning this place, which may be of interest to everyone, it is important to remind us of the important geographical areas covered by our topic: Although Erzurum is a polar winter country, the climate of some points in the northern districts is almost as warm and even warm as Mersin. The Balkans-PENEK line is the best example of this. Local people agree that this name is older than the Ottoman and even the Seljuk civilizations. The place in question cannot be considered as a farm size. Because this is a basin large enough to cover a sub-district..." and added as an intermediate note: "Doesn't the meaning of the Shabbat-household fountain in the city Centre of Erzurum and the six-pointed star on it make any sense after such small geographical discoveries, huh?" Succeeding that speaking one both The Girl Student+18 mating with The Twos in One and the other One of The Twos would talk: "According to the information added by Mr. N. C. K. who wasn't known by anybody there, "The valley in the wide area that includes the basin, in other words the OLTU Stream valley is the main route and the said stream is derived from the historical Allah-Akbar Mountains. As it will be recalled, in the mountains in question, eighty thousand Ottoman soldiers were chopped by The Russian cavalry instead of the queer fact that they menaced successfully to imitate the horde lying on the earth as if they were frozen in the operation initiated by the order of the Unionist E. Pasha. OLTU Stream is poured into the CORUH River. In some settlements connected to the valley, rice and olives can be grown, including cotton. (Intermediate note: Especially towards YUSUFELI, the shah of the grape is also here...eh... PENEK, one of the old district names, is still used. The economic characteristics of this basin are noteworthy for BALKAYA Coal Enterprises in the region.According to the information added by The mating Girl Student+18 and The Twos in One-He lover, the mulberry pest of the region would be an energy source for individual nutrition in the cold winter days of The Pushkin's beloved city-Erzurum's people and apart from the ordinary people of the onlookers peeping the preliminary public coitus. There would be no reason why Muslim or Jewish tourists who will represent the people of the Middle East should not taste the grapes of this region, especially in the summer, and not reach out to TORTUM and listen to the orchestra of a magnificent waterfall. If one of the space agency's special note were as follows: the residue of that waterfall's sound, the image would not only in Turkey, and yet should be accepted the unique one in the Middle East.Then come on again....Let's reiterate the same slogan like statements linked to that subject and open our campaign, the Muslim and non Muslim Arabs, and Jewish people should be called as the Greatest Hebrew's, say Abrahams grandchildren. The Pushkin's beloved City Center bus passengers boarding the waters of the waterfall, where the extinguished star stands adjacent to the opposite pole, slid off the magnificent composition surface of hydrogen and oxygen and landed in neighborhood called YONCALIK ULYA on a rainy August day. a little girl sitting on the waiting stone of a two-storey mansion with a cage door on the street, with hair on top of the ribbon, was probably writing his tiny but mature memories. She didn't care about the rain, and whenever she stopped getting wet and typing, the clouds split, the sky opened up and an almost horny desert sun dried up everywhere.Actually the time of reminding some ones of something had come already so that everybody should remember the web of facts: Four airborne dust screens, mounted on four corners of the street, provided something you would like to learn from any person, with sound, instant video and background sound. Before you browse the little girl's writings because of these arrangements, summarize the three main, Ramadan stories of the street respectively. obligation. Here are these stories: CERTIFIED BY THE FACTS 1. The Story of Ramadan: KURDISH GIRL JANET More than half of the Kurdish girls the author had met in Kurdistan had blonde hair and light eyes. Those whose name was Janet also pronounced the word CENNET-The Paradise. Where did he know? He went on a business trip in the historic Basra region during the Gulf War. He didn't know what it was for, and I had some contract papers signed by the notables of the region, and he was getting orders for various goods from their hands, which would probably never be paid. That was his job back then. He was not interested in the efficiency of his work, as his salary was paid by my own state, who had entrusted me with my temporary duty. The only thing he cared about was getting up early in the morning, taking care of his clothes, and not chin-chewing at the guesthouse where he stayed overnight-with no one else. The essence of his business trip made Queen English, one of his native languages, formally necessary. That's why he often preferred French when he was asking for directions or addresses to beautiful and curious Kurdish girls. He had to admit, he had not often received meaningful answers in the Anglo-Saxon language, today's world language. On one occasion, the middle-aged but beautiful, agile and single Kurdish girl whom he had proposed to marry he was informed that during the wedding anniversary the imam was bound to be reading the bride and the bride-groom the classic Scottish poem titled Idle Fiddler or so. Please let him admit that he still could not forgive the imam for being surprised. and the people of the region have migrated because the poor girl was BERITAN like Britain as the south-east, Indo-European origin as a little lady Breton and Britain's race was a sheer Anglo-Saxon language and relatives. When he told Imam that he would consider his offer, he did not undertake much, and I took the road to the Mosul Apprentice Institute, which is an interesting Kurdish boarding school. Imaginary fires of the autumn evenings were burning in the schoolyard and veranda which smelt of dampness, were singing entertaining songs accompanied by a violin. Here is the joyful song of the Mosul Kurds and jinn: "WHO IS US WITH US? We have to meet, but and alas/Winter has come, the sea is frozen, frosty reeds, who will meet us?/Because we know what happens here/ We're not just here right now/But how do we know who's elsewhere? We're obviously in many places However, there is a trail left from other places we are./ We're in distant places, invisible sea What's in the sea?/Unknown, because the horizon is over/The Babylonian metropolis Babylon/O proud and crowded Babylon/How many we are, the number is unclear/Moreover, we have a lot of things, the sea behind the table invisible If the water is visible, is it prohibited?/Dad, what steam and spring anyway/Glass and water invisible It disappears again when it turns into water./So snow melted, melted snow; we just walked out from under the snow In spite of everything, we couldn't see us./If we came a season ago, we would meet ourselves; So far we've been searching for nothing... Essentially, he remembered all of the songs that the benign jinn and Iraqi Kurds sang together that evening. But in that country, where there is no freedom of thought and belief in Turkey-Where He namely The love Hunter or rather The Twos in One and The Student Girl+18-From The Pushkin's Beloved City, say Erzurum would be engaged in The Revolutionary thing viz. The Public Coitus-as in the past times of Saddam, it does not come from his heart to write them all.Seemingly every intellectuals of the old earth turned to be mighty persons capable to remember the humanly contributions that had helped and punctually has been helping to construct the humanist idea regarding to The Public coitus....For instance the Indian author AVARA's mental structure seemed to have thoroughly elaborated. Although he lived in The Pushkin's Beloved City-Erzurum where The-mating before the very eyes of the onlookers- Student Girl+18, and The Twos in One namely He The Love Hunter thought he had been a famous Serbian writer before to have lived his great metamorphosis and turned into AVARA-MOO. He became very fond of independence in every ways of live including mating freely open to be peeped. What he essentially understood from independence was to live in an internal prison free from external interference. The US and Europe should confiscate everything until they reach the honorable family of the Turkish Caliph's-remember please that that bloody Caliph has been one of the Turkish Ayatollah F. GULEN's-treasury, but they should not interfere with the persecution of the Turkey's Soviet State against the false enemies but real accomplices namely the pillars of Turkey! To kill the Kurdish babies: That is the independence of Turkey Soviet.. So AVARA The Indian even wrote a quatrain with this dishonorable, brainless, heartless, obnoxious passion for INDEPENDENCE. It's hard to believe, but he wrote: Blue sky, beautiful clouds, smart/ Aurora mane/Take me to halfway./I could not get rid of the "division of the dormitory"/I don't have time for love, I can't hold that rose hand. "Come on then" yelled somebody! "There is a new story of The Turkish problem her..."HUMAN GARDEN The people of the Indo-European race, the Aryan race, have made many firsts today. The most important of these innovations is undoubtedly the zoo established near Kandahar. Just like other places for animals, there are luxurious shelters called "House". Like the bear house or the elephant house, interesting human types were designed to live in the lairs of the zoo. Of course, this situation did not escape the eyes of the West. The second lawyer from Imaginary Gothenburg-The place famous because of the reputation working in The EU Countries was undoubtedly the most angry person among the first to come to this zoo for post-war observations. Because he had heard that a Turkish intellectual had been exposed in the garden, his blood had spread to his brain from rage and shame. Turkish Ex-Judge called The Second Goethe knew the Turks as a fair, intelligent and forgiving lineage. Wasn't necessarily moral values necessary for justice? According to this, the Turkish intellectuals, who were forced to be closed to the zoo, were intelligent and hardworking and had an unemployed, faithful family. Already in the garden, people were exposed with their families. Attorney II asked first how many people were exposed in the zoo. The answer was interesting indeed: In the zoo there was a Canadian Indian, a former minister of the Algerian junta, an Italian retired gangster and a Turkish intellectual who said he was a Socialist-Democrat, all of whom were voluntary exhibitionists. They also had members of their nuclear families; wives and children so Al-Adam, the Afghan director of the garden, fervently told the lawyer that he could take all the exposed people if he wanted to. The Ex-Judge new Attorney found this word very ambitious and asked the director to prove that the people who were exposed in this sinister place-yes, the Second Goethe or rather Turk The Judge-had broken his mouth in this part of the speech-in other words, they were volunteers in this place. Al-Adam took that, say attorney with all his honesty and took him to the American colonel who was in charge of the area. Unfortunately, what manager El-man said was true. The Colonel, the commander of the region, made it clear that those exposed in the zoo voluntarily lay in their den and had no intention of going. The Turk namely Attorney Goethe said goodbye to the colonel and rushed to visit the exhibitionist he was most curious about with Al-Adam. At the entrance of the house there was the following inscription: The Turkish Intellectual's House!The Essential Statement made whereof could be summarized as..."The inhabitants were four. Senior Revolutionist- that was the name of the exhibitionist man-his wife and two children. We will be a twelve-year-old girl and a thirteen-year-old boy. The following descriptions were on the walls of the Turkish Intellectual House in the zoo: Socialist democratic intellectuals: Daughter pulls out tongue to villagers...Son pulls hand gesture... His wife's swimsuit is very racy and resembles a German woman; but their views on the creation of the universe are the same as those of intestinal worms. This woman can be considered parasite. As for the gentleman, he made social salvation identical with décolleté toilet. He does not believe in God, but asserts that he is moral. However, he does not even have the morality to obey the traffic rules. Attorney Turkish Goethe II learned the following thanks to El-Adam's translation: The Revolutionary Principle admitted that he had sworn at the Turkey Soviet's principals induced religion and found it exaggerated. MIDDLE-INTRMEDIARY PART: SCREEN ATTACKS It is natural that not everyone would be interested in The Public Coitus, which are presented to them with subtitles, video and audio, and most of them remain bygone. Against this situation, there was no mechanical or virtual reaction from the air-dust-clear screens. But at the time of the advertising service, the devices were harsh and discharged in the form of a neutron kitty, meaning that the ablution was virtually unstable: When it comes to getting a feeling out of the stories told, it was all about the accounting of sin-deeds in the Hereafter. What is the result of the stories of Public Coitus having been engaged in there? The postman, still carrying the black cat in his arms, offered symbolic solutions to help people in the Hereafter, and helped Young Ariel namely The Twos in One and his bus comrades return to the neighbourhood stops, where they were longing, and the flat space poles were infinitely long, huh?Those symbolic explanations, if expressed in a table format, should be stated as following remarks: Janet Icon: With our daily language, it can add ten pounds of additional bearing strength to our muscle strength every time you pronounce it. The side effect of multiple repetition can result in muscle breakage or involuntary homicide (manslaughter). Wandering Icon: Intense detection of this icon opens up a huge library that can go up to 30 centimetres above your head in your space. Your friend returns from the Two Year School Holiday, and your mother's neighbour gets you the chickpeas on your return to the cinema. Repeating the “Wanderer Mu” chant by looking at any chickpea with cosmic attention gives you the possibility to go into the represented space immediately to the end of the universes. Human Symbol: The perfume that is not produced from the stench in our universe of universes is more or less not available. But the opposite is not true; that is, we cannot create a dirty product directly from all fragrances. The clean human silhouette, smell and style of behaviour bend the lines that make up time, bring you closer to the past or the future, and move you from different coordinates that determine the moment to the different time components. Meanwhile, with the human symbol, you can have a memory that never forgets anything. The Israel Symbol: It can make your success intense and your life meaningless. It is a very fragile structure that has suicidal tendencies. An abstraction power with a spiritual starting point and continuity. In this symbol, the extreme spiritual-abstract dead-end streets that the only teacher who created our universes, in other words you will never reach the concrete and material bliss of the Lord, come to this symbol. In the terminology of the Holy Qur'an, ra Israel ”is a night journey. With the symbol of Israel, you are lost in all of the spaces and universes. Your actual disappearance will begin when they find you.… Autumn Icon: It is a symbol of being able to come close in real terms and never return home from where it disappeared in a virtual-abstract sense. Let's say that if Young Ariel had come from the Caucasus city to a land of The Pushkin's Beloved City induced symbol by virtual means, he would not be able to return home by land or air. When he came with known concrete vehicles, he would disappear in countless spaces if he fell into a small dream during the journey. Fiction-Science, Part II What is the symbol? The Pushkin's Beloved City-Erzurum, which is often mentioned improperly from the main text of this section, is, like any settlement, an infinite mass of height. Living there means you only live on a cross-section. If you live in the ciy cross-section far from the solar system in which your earth is located, and the galaxy where it is located, you can go as far as Erzurum, but you can never reach any part of Anatolia or the Caucasus or Thrace. In this sense, the only way to return to the world we know is a subtle dimensionless way of returning from the inverse pole of the sphere of spaces, neighbouring both the city and our own universe!Then came a story told by The Wife-to have peeped the mating of through the peephole-The Pushkin's Beloved City-Erzurum's Mayor who would carry on with The Semi Official Public Coitus thence The Student Girl+18 and The Twos in One Engaged in... Viz. The mating between them open to be peeped: "There are two birds. There's a bird. Let's move on to morals, the story's over. Wait a minute, a… a… a! Nothing is over, little patience. So tell me! There's a bird. There are two birds. Two of them are the same animal, one of which you observe and pass on to your story; the other is not the writing, but the real bird, living in real life. Expression should never be complete, and the passion for completeness makes the narratives realistic. You're right! Then the lecture ends, the moral class begins immediately! Start: Observations are our owners, our observations are guided by our decisions, pleasures and sorrows so that General Pinochet was perhaps a good commander, but we perceived him as a villain with grave actions, we hated him. Hate is not ours, but love; he is the owner of all of us; oh these observations! That's all, what's left to say? What could be left? Back to top: A bird… Late bird, walk a little. There's an acacia tree on your right, you see? What a tree ... Gosh, I'm probably losing my mind. Where we were? Literature requires seriousness, I say, little seriousness and observation! All animals living in shrubbery areas have intention and observation. The intention is the creature itself. While the bird is looking at you from the heights, maybe it has stopped looking at you. Shrubby animals have always wondered how their ancestors looked from afar. We took a picture of it from the windows of our high-speed train; and those that give the impression that they are hard to stand on balance, like foxes, on two legs and feathered long tail, are in fact the large, even meaty APUS-APUS birds photographed vertically. Ş ... A very respected midwife, K., when his great-grandfather started to wonder what he ate and how fast he drank, where he drank water in ancient times, he was a jester at fifteen! Let's add a nostalgic song Hey fifteen-fifteen, Of TOKAT paths stony, you know!"The map engineer turns to the woman who guides the team, - "Look it was dark, you want to go back to the village," he meant. But wasn't that engineer's intention ultimately one of the many midwives who made historical reconnaissance flights in the air? Don't even ask people to speak openly or even to exceed their limits: Doesn't everyone know that K is Brief K. So, what's left of it? What does a bird do when it gets tired? A giant sketch of the land inhabited by his ancestors thoroughly digs into his mind and returns home; lying on top of the grass mattress lies and lies… Maybe intends to sleep from the bed not early! When the train passed the photo of the bird that had sprinkled on the spot, the angle of the lens turned, you thought it was a standing fox. A tired eye, who saw the danger of moral lessons, could have closed the page at this point without reading the full impression, but closing the page is an observant ABUS Bird, and contrary to the situation in the map engineer case, the person has the process, not the processing. The bird, the engineer's intention, belonged to our map engineer; here the situation is different: the person is at the disposal of observation. So observation is an entity, a person-reader- an organ of it. When the money is left over, isn't the big part left to the wallet holder? EBABİLOĞLU Ş.K.-which means that SEVKET KADRI is that-stay on top of the money, he quickly descended from the phaeton. He came to the brothel. I think it is useful to remember that as SEVKET KADRI went back to his house, remembering that it was immoral to go to a brothel, we also took a picture of the observant midwife. Esquire SEVKET's notes, in fact, have already concretized the issue with the thought that it will help the story to be perceived easily. Now, taking a look at those notes is a breakdown of many things: Scene: A child dressed as a bird calls his mother. The child is so convinced that he is a bird, a bird that can never be called to dinner by his mother to have been right or with his righteous and righteous thought huh? He never gets there.


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    THE LOVE OF ONE IN TWOS
    PART VI
    CHAPTER II

    Then let's give way to the questions neither based on The PUBLIC COITUS plans planned by The Worlds' Intellectuals, and the explanations neither braved of THE PUBLIC COITUS REVOLUTION briefly everything either regarding to THE MATING FREE TO BE PEEPED or The STUDENT GIRL 18+- defined in the words matching to the grammar induced qualification-YES THE MAING STUDENT GIRL and THE TWOS IN ONE who engaged in coitus free to be peeped through the semi official peephole on the door of the semi-official bedroom. Actually one should let one tell one's master master, let souvenir-based questions come: “Which one is your mother, brat, the village houses that look at us without the porch of the lady in the step-dress?” ... “No, sir; my mother is the guide of the map engineer, she doesn't wear dresses, she has long sleeves on top of the wide fabric pants, the tops of the tracksuits coming up to the knees, she releases the headscarf! ”So the answer is that we are talking about the mothers of morally sound children and even family. information about the elders is always available. Then again, the researcher bird of the ancestral lifestyle vehement induced research, ABUS MALE BIRD SH..E… K. of the sketch recorded in the mind, and daily Notes-3 OCTOBER 2009 TURKEY SOVIET EMPIRE OF FEAR! The length of several VERST-Russian distance units-, longer than the length-Question: Isn't it the longer one? ”Answer: Don't mingle; Don't confuse it!” - and a highland blossomed by the autumn rains-stagnant- Stay the spring animals, HEHHEH! Who laughed? Everybody put their hands on the bench and look at the board. At the expense of re-writing grammar, we will speak Turkish and we will find that giggling desperate all together. All together I was degenerated - our CAK pot tired of CA SINA! This is all, everyone is guilty, runny between us, we are a whole, this whole is guilty, runny. In the face of sluggish and offensive people, we probably won't be silent: our hands don't collect pears. Let's say together amen; let them curse. Let us return to our descriptions of nature: The terrain is adorned with light slopes and the top of the slopes are sometimes afforested. The movement here is a bit complicated: the sheep freeze in the frost of the night and I think they're reforesting. The dyed feathers of these animals shine in the twilight of the twilight: yellow-green, purple, red and even dark-blue hue with lead-coloured combs. Colourful animal-tree life will end when the ice melts, because standing on the frozen legs, rams, sharp-flies, long-legged animals such as storks and giraffes cannot see how the warming of the weather when the frost is thrown out, the sight is based on the heart...The melting flock slides down the slope and you are incapable of making a sketch of the land where your grandfather's bird's eye view - who knows how many thousand times - has been watched. Part of the terrain is the firing range of soldiers. Their drill shot burns scrubs, wet animal dead and dusty skins of life rats! The area of an ash-covered area cannot be measured, teacher, we cannot calculate. “The air was warm, the triangles widened, old the students took enough of them to say. The state can destroy this school at any time, as the train says,… What happened before the train entered a tunnel into a medium-sized mountain? What happened? I invite you to the wagon restaurant, young lady. What's my name? SHEVKET KADRY, of course. I am Mr. ABUS BIRDSON who has come down from one carriage to another carriage for moral reasons and broke the beam without infecting the adultery through the brothel door. I said break the beam, oh, that slang. Please forgive me. But believe me with the letter apart from K or F leave them on the string that I left to the coachmen, I could have closed that bunk wagon very well, even though I couldn't buy the train! You're welcome. We're both single, ma'am, meeting is a moral thing. After this introduction, the young girl accepted your invitation to Esquire SHEVKET KADRY's Restaurant; you are very sensitive about sin and morality Mr. ABUS BIRDSON SH.E. … K. tried to commit suicide by throwing himself off the train, but you weren't dead, you weren't even hurt… Just a few small abrasions… You have no idea how unlucky your country is to have a citizen like you. But why the state prostitution, why the brothel? “Believe me, I didn't” ha. You did. Storage; at least be! Here's the ambulance. You're enjoying yourself where you lay, you keep observing. The ambulance slides down the dusty road like a white dowry chest. As the silhouette grows, the vehicle is approaching. I'm moving her healthy body on a stretcher, yeah. I confess increasingly. SHEVKET KADRY I am… LUNAMAR's renowned night watchman company, Dave, or professional passion or one in the morning due to a simple misunderstanding Turkey like awful place every job because of ours never thought about countries with average fortieth or fiftieth of the world organization's located where boulevard judges have turned to service all the entries of a giant block-building ; had initiated a lightly unlawful action! The name of the country does not follow the rules of courtesy here, or one cannot think without thinking: why did Mr. DAV or rather DAVE break the logic of the police announcements and why did the American public look down on the security forces, which implicitly deviated? On that day there was a murder, and perhaps you will not believe it, but the crowd gathered in the field of action, with an unwritten decision, forgot the face of the murderer. For example, wouldn't any of the primitive Mountain Commando Battalions or the Istanbul intellectuals who were making coffee talks about such battalions be taken from this? When you turn back to a little past and want to see what the action is, if the hours passed, Los Angeles security unit chiefs lost their internal consistency, “surrender” calls or flood landscapes from The Nasty Empire of Turkey Soviet and the collective heart of humanity would be responsible for it. Even more frightening, if no one in the crowd knew where THE TURKEY SOVIET was - and this did not become official with a surveyor, would some of us indigenous, wild, stinky, sour, stubborn, sticky - count my wounds? Imagine...That morning, people gathered in front of a giant five-storey block with five large doors, preparing to watch a real detective incident. According to what was said, the night watchman DAV closed all the entrances of the building for an unknown reason, activated the so-called emergency interlock system and sealed the liaison spaces with steel covers. Because the night watchman did not give any reason about the action, the marines were deployed around the giant structure as well as the police. Then an official with a big megaphone: - DAV Hey DAV or rather Dave, what's your problem, son? Had he begun to announce the classic and “open doors, don't be afraid; You will not be judged or even rewarded for being a bit too cautious, and as a result of the slightest torture, for not bringing the owners of the company into their own premises. Maybe they even put medals on you. Come on, extension, open the entries! ” The calls had to be repeated because there was no sign of life and no response from the inside. The process started at nine and a half and started to show signs of deviation due to lack of solution towards noon. It was the voice of the police station chief who called the culprit to end the action - this person was Dav - and as if the chief had increased his persuasion, he had started to lose internal consistency. The deviant official made his first spin in law speculation and entered the announcement with the same sentence-DA/YEAH! Hey DAV, the illegitimate child of your love of duty, you are nothing in the eyes of the law. ”Dave must have perceived this as“ bastard that, using the amphitheatre of an amphitheatre, as determined by the amphitheatre of the late MAYKIL CEKS. the sky was in the sky and "you're the bastard," he howled. The weather was stretched from good to good. In the meantime, a young man committed his own murder - the murder mentioned in the introduction sentences; blind head cut his wife's head and threw it into the pure steel steps of one of the numerous fire escapes of the block steel structure. Then the cattle merchant, an old and rich cowboy clothes that reveal a brunette, determined man, probably the young woman who was killed before the escape and also had a completely illegitimate love, dived into the square, began to beat the killer husband. What the hell was going on in this square? Who could explain this and how and why? Police announce why did show signs of tiredness, the guard had shouted a face that no existing layout ... Posted example to the people of Turkey, emerged just at this point why pour cheap politics, cheap political discourse does not like Los-Angeles inhabitants of, events and together committed crimes interest faded, whose responsibility was left on top? It wasn't a fiction, but the worst thing was that it was really happening this month; proof of reality could be made at any time with local findings similar to the disappearance of the pale heads of a cat and a few children from the small light of the adjacent florist's warehouse. it could be done at any time with local findings similar to its appearance and disappearance… The second and more important proof is: At thirteen o'clock at noon, the front-west corner of the bloc is fixed by the witnesses saying that the first beams of the molasses of the sun reached October 20, 2009! Before the event: The headquarters of the LUNAAR Company, where night watchman Dav works, was located in the north-east corner of the four major roadways on the boulevard. The building was equipped with an incredible number of fire ladders, as the architect was so gracious. On each corner of each floor there were kitchens with spacious windows designed to serve staff coffee and donuts. One day, the cut head of a young woman fell on the steps of a steel staircase in front of the window of one of the kitchens decorated with double-glazed magenta and light red swan paintings. As you know, the severed head was always searched outside the building due to the body and traces of blood on the boulevard, until the night watchman Dav found him on the steps. Night Watchman Dav became alienated from the boredom as he connected to life in the big company he worked, and as God, the universe, science, love and politics were not interested in him at all. So much so that when he watched the footage of the cameras focused on the doors from the guard cabin where he sat and drinking his coffee, he just thought why he didn't think at all and merely humming: - ım I have to think about everything but there is no such thing as everything viz. the thing! Dave was convinced that he would be questioned about the severed head incident, but even weeks and months had passed since the incident, the police did not feel the need to resort to his information. Nevertheless, the caretaker was doing his duty every night, as well as sitting and waiting to be questioned with his mother's daily suit, white shirt and lead blue tie. But he was just waiting, never wondering what kind of questions he could be asked if questioned. Watchman Dav was never questioned because of the murder, and this did not go unnoticed by his chief prosecutor. The more comfortable the night watchman was, the more the chief prosecutor was. As a matter of fact, the chief prosecutor interrogated the guard, despite all the police in the central station resisting. Dave recalled in detail all the evidence and clues he had seen on the day of the murder; therefore, in spite of all the cross-questions, he never lost his clarity specific to those who did not think, and he repeated the narrative of the facts he knew. Towards the end of events Olay Three cars stood off, in front of the courthouse. In the car in front, there was the head of the inspectorate who came to supervise the chief prosecutor with the fastidious or very fidget, and the others had ordinary inspectors and bodyguards. Although no one had any prior knowledge of the respected members of this committee, the people in the vicinity must have sensed something that the courthouse suddenly filled with curious people. Everyone seemed to be surrounded by fear. The environment needed a hero: An old man walked toward a young couple with heavy, majestic steps. He was dressed in cowboy dresses, which were worn by wealthy cattle merchants. The young husband was angry and weak, his young wife confused and excited. Because the promising lives of the fresh couple were old, determined and determined, the handsome cowboy had been turned upside down under his evil eye. As the old, muscular, confident cattle merchant proceeded decisively towards the blind woman, the people in the neighbourhood realized that an unpleasant love had been born. The inspection team, which descended from three closed cars, headed to the Courthouse to question the chief prosecutor with the keen one. The prosecutor's investigation was opened because of a criminal offense by Dave, a night watchman at a company, and when Dave went out, it was time for him to retire, forcing him to be questioned...Should all events be told as in the style the football broadcasters used to use! YEP! "Dear guests to have taken their place before the radio-television set, we are just peeping and reporting from the site thereon THE PUBLIC COITUS has been committed in: A long shot! This is one of the best moments your team has experienced and experienced in this match: goals are hard and accurate, and they go to the net… On a winter night in A. Radio, you listen to the colours you've been holding since the third grade of primary school with the arch rival. M. On your television, optimistic crass, old-business-high bureaucrat Mr. TANDO PATIENCE TANDO who tells the virtues that will bring mankind to happiness: mastery, respect, benevolence, optimism and patience! Optimistic crass Mr TANDO PATIENCE does not understand how our bliss will explode into a fuel tank that has seen a lighter when these qualities come together. You noticed that you grew up! You rebelled against fate, you almost realized that if the team was defeated, what would give you confidence in your trust would lose them all. However, in the third grade, every Sunday afternoon, the match would be followed again at home. Outside, a golden-haired sun shines softly in the winter, green leaves turned colour in autumn red, yellow-coloured, thin, tuberculosis clouds, rumour linked everything, increases their own sorrow with their own hands, trembling at the moment they would stop shaking the God would stop. The first corner of the match was used by the opposing team, centred towards the back pole of the ball brought your heart to your mouth. On the screen, heartbeat chat of optimistic thwarting, melting, down the cheeks, flowing like a dirty white syrup "Come to the advice of the nerves that disturbed the crass of the twat, have the taste of football on the radio," he said. It's one-one, damn it; The arrival of words, for example, we used to say!"Matches fate pieces of your network. Your fate sometimes makes you happy and cries with cultural point shots; sometimes with the national lottery, sometimes with your business life. Matches, parts of your destiny network: you freeze your happy moments in live broadcasts; you have always been the same age. The optimistic crest of the heartfelt conversations called TANDO continues to grow old; a loose, peaceful, dishonourable life hurts his. He and his wife are the killers of all your children who died in the front line… They: the peaceful crass and his beloved wife. Both of them write books when they do not go foot-path, and their books are the written texts of wrinkled interviews as if they were stained on paper. Peaceful crass, a retired senior person… Meanwhile, the goal was again. They went two-one. Alas! Is it your destiny, your team or your opponent? A young head of the family who attempted to commit suicide with his two-month-old baby said at one time. My responsibility is in every home-getting younger-the former coup d'état, who wants ten children, not THREE MÇ, f the fascist leader in civilized civil and disguised undercover spying. The peaceful crass has maybe a hundred volumes of books, all on one-sided conversations of a peaceful heart, that is, inferior monologues in the later life for the elementary school. His wife also wrote the book: The Journal. What diary? The name is daily only. He probably wrote thirty-two days in a few hours… By the way, your team is using a free throw: from a very inconvenient point (in military terms) a very dangerous place. (with the language of civilians) In the diary of civilians, the woman says inconvenient words that can be drawn everywhere. Im I looked up at the sky, how blue and wide; oh I'm empty, “he says. In that case, the civilian asks: would you go for a pilgrimage outdoors? In the books of the peaceful twat, hymnal tilt, idea cat tabby-tabby, MUNKER-NAKIR salt-free crazy Abu-Bakr , taxi driver Shaker, dishonourable and cautious advice is full of peace. Hooray: you found the free throw goal… Situation, two-two now; Everything starts again, from Sixty-eight generations, in their slang, were called Ottoman Brothel, say the most disgusting term inherited from Ottoman to mankind; but the meaning in our title, the school… The school is harmless, but it is also harmlessly useless. Historically, murderous Hitler, in other words, is the leader of evils that cannot be argued for evil, did he learn evil from the schools he went to: no. He is certainly the worst person who has had enough political deception to appear to be a good person to his fellow students and teachers. Everyone who reads the mystical interview that follows the story already understands that this is the case. Turkey, Syria and North Korea's supposedly socialist workers nemesis, crude nationalists They are the folks murderers and even schools are dry-vaccination virtues leave them-, unrequited, even rude-awkward, innumerable by not teach you is love. This is the case in honourable examples: because a poor dervish does not have a planted tree in the world, he thinks that the meteorological reports do not appeal to him, he is crushed, yet he does not attempt to rogue rebellion; one day the weather reports will take him to the addressee with the thought of winds of hope and mercy of happiness. Dervish winds, artifacts from the north-east, stubborn Ottoman monarchs, who came to the front of the Russian soldiers and prayed to the Russian soldiers who carry a large cross from the stubborn stubbornness, they carry stubborn rain clouds. Mercy is the other name of the rain ... Those priests understand these subtle feelings, but now alliance leftist nationalists and illiterate nationalists do not understand, unfortunately! Pass them with a pen… Schools must be destroyed, immediately; Okay? One spoke: - “The demolition team has arrived, chief, we are ready to demolish the school; Our national education director also arrived at the scene. - “No, neither do friends, on the contrary, blow up the first floor. " - "Saying" a murderer, sir. " - ın You are right, the history books will write that the racists in Anatolia and Thrace have sent the nation to prison because of the abı dear ’address that may lead to other descendants, and perhaps no one will believe the ones written on the pages of history. Besides, all this, the nation, what murderers, thieves, drug barons, "count," he says, oh you know. Ah-ah-ah ... The following record has the power to distort readers' minds, but remains true: “My little name, Adolf ... On the day I learned the meaning of my name, we were returning from the candy factory we visited with the school. There was a haze between the suburbs and the city center, the curtain, where the misty atmosphere stretched between our eyes and the facts, gave the masses of moisture in the air a comfortable manoeuvre. Huge moisture rugs - long-width runners made of water vapour - landed on the ground and rose again. I watch all this with the mental skills that the school would never gain for me, and now again, I sentence myself with my literary power, which I do not feel indebted to school in their gains! Very dull, coffee colored; death, destiny, victory, spring; in short, the trees of the student service were passing through the trees waiting for every vital pleasure. An intermediate vehicle slowed down; with a friend named Mehmet, as we had previously designed, with the girls we loved and couldn't explain our love, we jumped down from that veteran but alive shuttle bus whose souls were full of dust, green dusted and turned blue. ” - “Never, dear professor, dear MES, never… Besides, my friend's name was going between KUPRIN and Mehmet; When he disgusted the Turks, he was ALEXANDER KUPRIN; When you embrace all humanity, Mehmet! ”Question: Why would The One in Twos and The Girl Student18+ like to give start to the Public Coitus in The Pushkin's Beloved City-Erzurum? Come on then, would you please...Let dialogues go away and interview come, huh? Huh again! Ha-ha... The interview hadn't started yet. I do not know to what extent the obtained and transposed expressions are now compatible with decency. No, I can't; Please don't come at me! Okay, everything I said was taken back. The next part of the interview will be in conformity with ordinary, everyday, low-level, superficial and generally accepted facts; aha-I'm kissing the bread and taking it to my head-swear! Is that Alzheimer's? In the rooms, the gas lamp, gas cans with breakfast cheese in salty water, the Republican booklet printed on glossy paper, the 'red and black fascist principles of our republic', wooden chairs suitable for laying shirts and trousers and nails stuck behind the doors for hanging your jackets. the first immovable multiplier. In a picture in the room, there is a photograph of a great nephew of a middle-aged family. In her house, will the windows be wiped first, or how many weeks will the curtains be washed? Tell-and-talk doesn't stop, schools can't teach you how to get a job to the top; but it gives people a whole new half-finished feeling and information. We must destroy the schools that turn the finished ones back to school, because finishing with the school is in fact incompatible. Uneducated dictators are undoubtedly more merciless than diplomats, for they have never forgiven the kind of injustice that has been done to them-in fact, it can be done to everyone, which has caused them to feel incredibly pity. While we were playing the interview chess, the German wolf dogs around us were moving and howling from the cat climbing high branches of the poplar to the big field mice. At this point luck helped, the dictator threw himself into my lap with a moment of panic, dead in the air - and of course alive - for the second time. I remember his last words:- “Teachers can influence a person positively or negatively; but schools cannot do that. Yes, as you said, to put it mildly, schools are only harmless and harmfully useless! ” In that case why would The One in Twos and The Girl Student18+ like to give start to the Public Coitus in The Pushkin's Beloved City-Erzurum? Could The Public Coitus be given as a SURREALIST PROJECT? NOP!What is surreal? The answer varies from nation to nation. The answer for us: The surrealist movement is that Tara… The lady with the headscarf on the 27 October 2009 asked the anti-democracy, armed despots pot Age or dry? So sorry; because the continuation of this phrase focuses on a point in the word “mother”. This is a bad dream for the armed gang. (As a matter of fact, they called me in the morning and asked me to interpret-interpret their dreams. Art I dreamed, NOP! Let's be in your dreams, let's be in no time, for the intention of the day A viz.art. WHITE SCREEN displays, speeches, background music. One surreal writer realized that one day, when no one was at home, he could walk to the huge antique-sized mirror of the house and walk behind it without breaking the glazed crystal! In the back of the mirror, there was always an order in which everything worked: water escaped from open taps, wandering around the ceiling, old saliva returning to its mouth, the age of itself and the world getting younger, and the sun did not light up before sunset. In this reverse world, however, he could escape from the antique yellow gilded mirror, approach him, go back inside and go back to his room. When the surreal writer decided to be the subject of a surreal story, he reached the following lines in order to grasp the truth of this adventure, which was of no use to anyone. From that point on, that writer will be writing, not writing mid Will it be good for freedom? Of course yes much more! Isn't the moment when one feels himself most free, when his responsibility is reduced to zero? Freest ... Think and tremble: BEN HUR comes from here ... Ha, ha, ha! What is the story to be told in the story that the author is the subject of? My issue, our issue, everyone's issue: If the world behind the mirror is reversed, the opposite ends when it escapes in front of the mirror; You're happy now or everything's going on with be okay. Naturally, this inference is completely wrong… May every business improve and conquerors commit suicide? “Things get better to break down!” Signature: King Arthur…

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