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just one song... nothing more...    soulfly's... tribe...                 nothing more... honestly nothing more...   there's nothing to counter with... really...    i'm guiding Aztec pyramids... to counter the European fascination with the Egyptian exposes...   don't mind me... i feel, slightly bored... like... i feel bored, having to wesr sunglasses, because, i'd prefer to see the moon, and no star apparent... why am i wearing sunglasses in the night?    i don't like seeing stars... i prefer seeing only the moon at night... like i might watch the pristine sky of azure during thje day and only one star... i'm sure i won't see as many moons during the day, as i see as many stars during the night! you, have, a, "problem" with me wearing sunglasses during the night? well... i have a problem to boot to counter yours... how about you keep your culture to your people and let them entertain / enjoy it...   unless of course... your people are tired of entertaining / enjoying it? maybe it's the latter...    given? sure as **** i'm tired of entertaining what this culture entertains as a byproduct,          mediocre; but nonetheless requiring to be, "respected"... so the elite of other cultures is to be deemed... wait... wait... our cultural mediocre is to be deemed superior of foreign culture's elitism? really?!           no... sign me up for dying the death of a pauper, than agreeing to that sort of ******** i'd be a son god with my hair coloring among the Aztecs... but among my whittle privy assorts, i'd be an esteeming social climber... death the pauper among the dreams of man, as man: the hoping depth of dream, in the reality of death... but he, the Englishman man, can first, dictate, his, "rights"... in Rochdale... start there... then work your way down... otherwise? sh.... ut... the... **** up! savvy?! you dictate where i tell you to dictate... you don't tell me what i am, and am not to do... when you made it, so apparent... your women agree to first, notably girls... and you... "defiantly" nod and approve to... no... i've been told what i am and what i am not supposed to do or what i am supposed to not do... you didn't have this discussion with a **** last time i heard... have the discussion you had with me, next time you... pretend to have it with one of your former colonial bull-whips... o.k.?! good... well! apparently a former colonialists requires to know what a colonial power-grip feels like... apparently the whip has become dry... it's almost like... the ******* are fetish frenzied culminating in a starving experience! even if they asked: i wouldn't enjoy the ********** role of a colonialist... i'd "enjoy" the whole affair... as i'd weep... striking an animal... i mean... smacking a dog... i couldn't imagine myself hitting a dog, disciplining it... but with regards to hitting a human? i just might entertain sifting through counters, equivalent to qualms.
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Oct 2, 2018
Oct 2, 2018 at 11:16 PM UTC
just one song
just one song... nothing more...    soulfly's... tribe...                 nothing more... honestly nothing more...   there's nothing to counter with... really...    i'm guiding Aztec pyramids... to counter the European fascination with the Egyptian exposes...   don't mind me... i feel, slightly bored... like... i feel bored, having to wesr sunglasses, because, i'd prefer to see the moon, and no star apparent... why am i wearing sunglasses in the night?    i don't like seeing stars... i prefer seeing only the moon at night... like i might watch the pristine sky of azure during thje day and only one star... i'm sure i won't see as many moons during the day, as i see as many stars during the night! you, have, a, "problem" with me wearing sunglasses during the night? well... i have a problem to boot to counter yours... how about you keep your culture to your people and let them entertain / enjoy it...   unless of course... your people are tired of entertaining / enjoying it? maybe it's the latter...    given? sure as **** i'm tired of entertaining what this culture entertains as a byproduct,          mediocre; but nonetheless requiring to be, "respected"... so the elite of other cultures is to be deemed... wait... wait... our cultural mediocre is to be deemed superior of foreign culture's elitism? really?!           no... sign me up for dying the death of a pauper, than agreeing to that sort of ******** i'd be a son god with my hair coloring among the Aztecs... but among my whittle privy assorts, i'd be an esteeming social climber... death the pauper among the dreams of man, as man: the hoping depth of dream, in the reality of death... but he, the Englishman man, can first, dictate, his, "rights"... in Rochdale... start there... then work your way down... otherwise? sh.... ut... the... **** up! savvy?! you dictate where i tell you to dictate... you don't tell me what i am, and am not to do... when you made it, so apparent... your women agree to first, notably girls... and you... "defiantly" nod and approve to... no... i've been told what i am and what i am not supposed to do or what i am supposed to not do... you didn't have this discussion with a **** last time i heard... have the discussion you had with me, next time you... pretend to have it with one of your former colonial bull-whips... o.k.?! good... well! apparently a former colonialists requires to know what a colonial power-grip feels like... apparently the whip has become dry... it's almost like... the ******* are fetish frenzied culminating in a starving experience! even if they asked: i wouldn't enjoy the ********** role of a colonialist... i'd "enjoy" the whole affair... as i'd weep... striking an animal... i mean... smacking a dog... i couldn't imagine myself hitting a dog, disciplining it... but with regards to hitting a human? i just might entertain sifting through counters, equivalent to qualms.
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Oct 2, 2018
Oct 2, 2018 at 11:16 PM UTC
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