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The Story by Kamal Nasser translation by Michael R. Burch I will tell you a story ... a story that lived in the dreams of my people, a story that comes from the world of tents. It is a story inspired by hunger and embellished by dark nights of terror. It is the story of my country, a handful of refugees. Every twenty of them have a pound of flour between them and a few promises of relief ... gifts and parcels. It is the story of the suffering ones who stood waiting in line ten years, in hunger, in tears and agony, in hardship and yearning. It is a story of a people who were misled, who were thrown into the mazes of the years. And yet they stood defiant, disrobed yet united as they trudged from the light to their tents: the revolution of return into the world of darkness. Kamal Nasser was a much-admired Palestinian poet and Palestinian Christian, who due to his renowned integrity was known as "The Conscience." He was a member of Jordan's parliament in 1956. He was murdered in 1973 by an Israeli death squad whose most notorious member was future Israeli Prime Minister Ehud Barak. Barak (born Ehud Brog) later ruled as Israel’s tenth Prime Minister from 1999 to 2001. His adopted Hebrew name Barak means "lightning." As a younger man, Brog/Barak was a member of a secret assassination unit that liquidated Palestinians in Lebanon and the occupied territories. In the 1973 covert mission Operation Spring of Youth in Beirut, which was part of the larger Operation Wrath of God, he disguised himself as a woman in order to assassinate Palestinians. The raid resulted in the deaths of two women, one of them an elderly Italian. Two Lebanese policemen were also killed, along with the poet Kamal Nasser. Nasser was the PLO's most prominent Christian and he enjoyed "great appeal" in Lebanon, Syria, and Iraq "both as a distinguished poet and likeable personality." He was the “conscience of the Palestinian revolution,” according to Nazih Abul-Nidal, who worked with him on the magazine Filastin al-Thawra. Nasser “had the most democratic outlook of all Palestinian leaders at the time,” he recalls. He respected opposing views, admired the commitment of young people, and was a major recruitment asset for the Palestinian revolution. “That is why he was put high on the hit-list.” The previous year, the Israelis had murdered another renowned Palestinian writer and activist in Beirut, Ghassan Kanafani, by booby-trapping his car. Nasser’s successor, Majed Abu Sharar, was also assassinated by Israelis, in Rome in 1981 while attending a conference in solidarity with the Palestinian people. Keywords/Tags: Kamal Nasser, Palestinian, Palestine, PLO, Conscience, Ramallah, Christian, religion, poet, Arab, Arabic, Arab Spring, betrayal, conflict, courage, devotion
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Dec 9, 2021
Dec 9, 2021 at 7:55 AM UTC
Translation of "The Story" by the Palestinian poet Kamal Nasser
The Story by Kamal Nasser translation by Michael R. Burch I will tell you a story ... a story that lived in the dreams of my people, a story that comes from the world of tents. It is a story inspired by hunger and embellished by dark nights of terror. It is the story of my country, a handful of refugees. Every twenty of them have a pound of flour between them and a few promises of relief ... gifts and parcels. It is the story of the suffering ones who stood waiting in line ten years, in hunger, in tears and agony, in hardship and yearning. It is a story of a people who were misled, who were thrown into the mazes of the years. And yet they stood defiant, disrobed yet united as they trudged from the light to their tents: the revolution of return into the world of darkness. Kamal Nasser was a much-admired Palestinian poet and Palestinian Christian, who due to his renowned integrity was known as "The Conscience." He was a member of Jordan's parliament in 1956. He was murdered in 1973 by an Israeli death squad whose most notorious member was future Israeli Prime Minister Ehud Barak. Barak (born Ehud Brog) later ruled as Israel’s tenth Prime Minister from 1999 to 2001. His adopted Hebrew name Barak means "lightning." As a younger man, Brog/Barak was a member of a secret assassination unit that liquidated Palestinians in Lebanon and the occupied territories. In the 1973 covert mission Operation Spring of Youth in Beirut, which was part of the larger Operation Wrath of God, he disguised himself as a woman in order to assassinate Palestinians. The raid resulted in the deaths of two women, one of them an elderly Italian. Two Lebanese policemen were also killed, along with the poet Kamal Nasser. Nasser was the PLO's most prominent Christian and he enjoyed "great appeal" in Lebanon, Syria, and Iraq "both as a distinguished poet and likeable personality." He was the “conscience of the Palestinian revolution,” according to Nazih Abul-Nidal, who worked with him on the magazine Filastin al-Thawra. Nasser “had the most democratic outlook of all Palestinian leaders at the time,” he recalls. He respected opposing views, admired the commitment of young people, and was a major recruitment asset for the Palestinian revolution. “That is why he was put high on the hit-list.” The previous year, the Israelis had murdered another renowned Palestinian writer and activist in Beirut, Ghassan Kanafani, by booby-trapping his car. Nasser’s successor, Majed Abu Sharar, was also assassinated by Israelis, in Rome in 1981 while attending a conference in solidarity with the Palestinian people. Keywords/Tags: Kamal Nasser, Palestinian, Palestine, PLO, Conscience, Ramallah, Christian, religion, poet, Arab, Arabic, Arab Spring, betrayal, conflict, courage, devotion
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To say that BARAK OBAMA exists Is a JOKE! • (He is not even a Figment Of The imagination) ••••••• OBAMAcare? • It should really be called INSURANCE-COMPANYfuck you! **** you! **** you!! Till your dead! •••••• Homeland Security "Secures" the Homeland In the same manner As a LOCKDOWN "Secures" a prison •••••• •••••• •••••• The AMERICAN DUMMY sat on the wall The AMERICAN DUMMY had a great fall All the BANKERS and all CORPORATE HEADS Gathered around to enslave all his kids
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Feb 19, 2014
Feb 19, 2014 at 6:36 PM UTC
OBAMA PAJAMA
APA KAU TAK DENGAR ?? Sebuah nyanyian gerakan melingking lurus tajam ke arah penguasa yang menusuk hati rakyat. Para pemuda dan mahasiswa yang berada dalam pusaran arus kerusakan Maka tiada lagi, kita harus melawan ! Disaat buku hanya berada dikantong saku berdebu Disaat pena tak lagi mengeluarkan goresan tajamnya Disaat megaphonemu tak lagi bersuara karena usang Disaat tongsismu membunuh sikap kritis ! Mana raunganmu wahai Pemuda ? Keluarlah dari barak kos dan sekretariatanmu Mahasiswa ! Apa kau tak dengar ?? Mana raunganmu wahai Pemuda ? Keluarlah dari barak kos dan sekretariatanmu Mahasiswa ! Apa kau tak dengar ?? Sungguh ibumu tak kan rela melihat dapur rumahnya yang tak lagi mengepul Apa kau tak dengar ?? Sungguh bapakmu tak kan rela melihat kau menderita karena miskin tenaga Apa kau tak dengar ?? Sungguh jalan raya merindukan berbagai aksi aksimu disetiap hentakan langkah kakimu Apa kau tak dengar ?? Sungguh engkau adalah Generasi yang diharapkan ummat Muhammad ! Wahai Mahasiswa.. Kau pembebas dunia Wahai Mahasiswa.. Kau penerus negeri Wahai Mahasiswa.. Dikepalmu Khilafah ! Wahai Mahasiswa.. Dikepalmu Khilafah ! Wahai Mahasiswa.. Dikepalmu Khilafah ! ‪#‎RinduPergolakan‬
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Mar 18, 2015
Mar 18, 2015 at 12:15 AM UTC
ICMS 2014
Love unfeigned, how can it be Truly known: by deed or by word? Take old Sisera for example, my lady, Who fled with his glittering sword To the tent of Jael, the beloved wife Of Kenite, from the face of Barak. And of her requested he for his life Water, and she in action was not slack To offer him milk instead, and did cover Him again with a blanket. Sleeping in peace, She crept softly to him with a hammer And nailed down his temple with ease. Yet to her did he entrust his safety, Seeking from the smasher vain security. Consider Joab, too, how he by his fine Speech killled Amasa his worthy cousin; Taking his beard with his right hand As though he would give him a kiss grand, Whilst his left hand had a thirsty dagger Waiting; and he pierced the good feller Through with his wicked blade. How the tongue Of men do flatter oft in order to do wrong!
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Feb 23, 2012
Feb 23, 2012 at 5:42 AM UTC
Love Unfeigned . . . ?
The GAME is about to begin! (THEY say the stadium will be blown up In the 3D QUARTER in a government FALSE FLAG operation In order to paralyze us with TERROR -- (We are already paralyzed with terror!) •• I'm lucky (or wise!) I don't have a tee vee set •• See the children moping around Looking for role models! •• MR DEATH! •• Read the story of King Arthur Tell me your myth of SACRED POWER •• Come and let us CLIMB THE MOUNTAIN •• I'll be THE ONE if you're afraid •• THEY say that THEY have already terrorized you And that the world is theirs •• BARAK Obama is a zero Are you a zero or just un-caring? •• If THEY blow up the stadium will THE GAME continue? (Probably) •• WHAT GAME ?
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Feb 2, 2014
Feb 2, 2014 at 6:35 PM UTC
sane in an insane world (or visa versa)
from sea to sea and between one rest to another all my heart desired was the waves of your love towards me ~Noa Barak~
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Mar 24, 2016
Mar 24, 2016 at 12:33 PM UTC
Waves
barak obama! sarah palin! --------- ? --------- why did we ever go to school?
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Sep 10, 2010
Sep 10, 2010 at 10:04 AM UTC
hi cuckoo!
and in my most attractive form all these manifestions! ...........................................over yonder! even "here" ------------------ purest aura ...................................bursts thru naked, holy......................"i am" naked, holy......................"you, too" --------------------------- dressed in the Royal Rags of Total Redemption we attain Mythological form ------------- after the oil spill???????? ????????? well, (actually) NO SUCH THING ---------------- barak obama by being the president of the united states may get a merit badge on his Boy Scout uniform someday
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Jul 19, 2010
Jul 19, 2010 at 2:42 PM UTC
going haikuckoo #1
from some of you i get chastised for not thinking barak obama is the savior from some ....for not realizing he is a socialist fraud personally........i think he and you,too...you, too! have become ludicrously irrelevant
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Aug 26, 2010
Aug 26, 2010 at 12:34 PM UTC
barak obama and me
and what's left? after all this death? magical talking toys ................channeling spiritual images of tom hanks while so queerly on the news thinking blarmy frank politicians are saving the world **tra la tra la .......la la** ------------- an if'n in a little while new images of free men come into view will i be able to see you thru the mass injustice called ....................the world? clinging to our clanging chains and our fake and indolent sense of security mommy and daddy and apple pie-in-the-sky and oil now pure water and arabs as devils and you as a pile oh **** on the street watching barak obama being lynched as a ***** all over again simply distracting you and you, so entertained and so again becoming enslaved ----------- soft loveer... ....be still the **tra la la la la's ** ......................................fade (eventually) ...........................IF YOU SO WILL come....i am come!! and you can come and come and come! ....can come HOME! and can LOVE! and *** breeding NEW CHILDREN who can live (if here ....................they come)
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Jul 28, 2010
Jul 28, 2010 at 11:25 AM UTC
the poetess .....#11
and what's left? after all this death? magical talking toys ................channeling spiritual images of tom hanks while so queerly on the news blarmy frank politicians are saving the world tra la tra la .......la la ------------- an if'n in a little while new images of free men come into view will i be able to see you thru the mass injustice called ....................the world? clinging to our clanging chains and our fake and indolent sense of security mommy and daddy and apple pie-in-the-sky and oil now pure water and arabs as devils and you as a "pile" on the street watching barak obama being lynched as a ***** all over again simply distracting you and you, so entertained and so again becoming enslaved ----------- soft lover... ....be still the *tra la la la la's * ......................................fade (eventually) ...........................IF YOU SO WILL come....i am come!! and you can come and come and come! ....can come HOME! and can LOVE! and *** breeding NEW CHILDREN who can live (if here ....................they come
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Jul 28, 2010
Jul 28, 2010 at 11:30 AM UTC
the poetess #13
and what's left? after all this death? magical talking toys ................channeling spiritual images of tom hanks while so strangely on the news bought  politicians are saving the world! tra la tra la .......la la ------------- an if'n in a little while new images of free men come into view will i be able to see you thru the mass injustice called ....................the world? clinging to our clanging chains and our fake and indolent sense of security mommy and daddy and apple pie-in-the-sky and oil now pure water and arabs as devils and you as a "pile" on the street watching barak obama being "lynched " all over again simply  distracting you and you, so entertained and so again becoming enslaved ----------- soft lover... ....be still the *tra la la la la's * ......................................fade (eventually) ...........................IF YOU SO WILL come....i am come!! and you can come and come and come! ....can come HOME! and can LOVE! and *** breeding NEW CHILDREN who can live (if here ....................they come Read more: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/the-poetess-13/#ixzz0v0Xumh3y
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Jul 28, 2010
Jul 28, 2010 at 11:43 AM UTC
new children come
The Black male image, homo-phile/feminist/, **** like the Tumblr 'blog, the other guy, or that doctor that said that I was "bi-polar"? Who am I - in an environment and heredity, with a self, that makes me autistic like Satre and Rollo May! Television on for social programming, Eminem in my "mind"? White man cant jump to the one place 'they once used for composure. Trump and Space force, Barak Obama and reparations: Introverted or extroverted seems passé in this dead century. Vote.
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Jan 30, 2022
Jan 30, 2022 at 1:53 PM UTC
The Many Faces of Kevin Boschert
and what's left? after all this death? magical talking toys ................channeling spiritual images of tom hanks while so strangely on the news bought politicians are saving the world! tra la tra la .......la la ------------- an if'n in a little while new images of free men come into view will i be able to see you thru the mass injustice called ....................the world? clinging to our clanging chains and our fake and indolent sense of security mommy and daddy and apple pie-in-the-sky and oil now pure water and arabs as devils and you as a "pile" on the street watching barak obama being "lynched " all over again simply distracting you and you, so entertained and so again becoming enslaved ----------- soft lover... ....be still the *tra la la la la's * ......................................fade (eventually) ...........................IF YOU SO WILL come....i am come!! and you can come and come and come! ....can come HOME! and can LOVE! and *** breeding NEW CHILDREN who can live (if here ....................they come Read more: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/the-poetess-13/#ixzz0v0Xumh3y
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Jul 28, 2010
Jul 28, 2010 at 11:43 AM UTC
Untitled
and what's left? after all this death? magical talking toys ................channeling spiritual images of tom hanks while so strangely on the news bought politicians are saving the world! tra la tra la .......la la ------------- an if'n in a little while new images of free men come into view will i be able to see you thru the mass injustice called ....................the world? clinging to our clanging chains and our fake and indolent sense of security mommy and daddy and apple pie-in-the-sky and oil now pure water and arabs as devils and you as a "pile" on the street watching barak obama being "lynched " all over again simply distracting you and you, so entertained and so again becoming enslaved ----------- soft lover... ....be still the *tra la la la la's * ......................................fade (eventually) ...........................IF YOU SO WILL come....i am come!! and you can come and come and come! ....can come HOME! and can LOVE! and *** breeding NEW CHILDREN who can live (if here ....................they come Read more: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/the-poetess-13/#ixzz0v0Xumh3y
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Jul 28, 2010
Jul 28, 2010 at 11:44 AM UTC
Untitled
I WANNA BE LIKE WILL AND JADA LIKE RUSSLE AND CIARA I WANNA BE LIKE BEY AND JAY HAHAHA OR MAYBE LIKE THE GREAT MICHELLE AND BARAK OBAMA THE ONLY THING THATS DIFFERENT IS I WANNA BE HAPPY WITHOUT YOU! SEE, WE WERE A TEAM THAT COULDNT BE BEAT MORESO A FORCE NONE COULD COMPETE TRY TO FACE JUDGMENT OF LOSING SOEMTHING DEAR TRY TO FACE REALITY OF STANDING FACE TO FACE WITH YOUR BIGGEST FEAR HOW DO I GET RID OF MEMORIES BUT STILL BE ABLE TO HOLD ONTO THE MEMORIES WITHOUT HURTING OR HAVING PAIN? HOW DO I SMILE AT WHAT WAS BUT NOT ENDURE THE PAIN OF WHAT IS? I JUST WANNA BE HAPPY WITHOUT YOU! I WANTED TO LIVE OUT OUR DREAMS WE WANTED TO MAKE OUR FANTASIES OUR REALITIES NOW I HAVE TO MOPE IN THE AGONY OF NOT HAVING YOU BUT CAN I STILL HOLD YOU LIKE YOU WANT? HOLD YOU LIKE A FRIEND HOLD YOU LIKE THE DAY WILL NEVER END HOLD YOU UNTIL DAY TURNS TO NIGHT AND UNTIL NIGHT TURNS INTO ANOTHER MORNING WHERE WE SMILE AT EACH OTHER? I JUST WANNA BE HAPPY WITHOUT YOU! DAYS TURN INTO WEEKS WEEKS INTO MONTHS MONTHS INTO YEARS DAM, AND ALL THIS WAS OVER STANDING FACE TO FACE WITH ONE OF MY BIGGEST FEARS? LOSING YOU THE ONE I LOVED AND ADORED THE ONE I ADMIRED AND SO MUCH MORE THE ONE THAT INSPIRED ME TO KEEP PUSHING EVEN IF ITS A CLEAR DISTANCE THE ONE THAT PUSHED ME WHEN I COULDNT PUSH MYSELF I JUST WANNA BE HAPPY WITHOUT YOU! UNTIL THEN- UNTIL MY NIGHT TURNS TO MORNING UNTIL MY DAY BECOMES CLEAR UNTIL MY DREAMS BECOME MY REALITY UNTIL MY FEARS WITHER AWAY ILL BE LOOKING HOW TO FIND MY HAPPINESS NOT WITHIN MYSELF BUT JUST HAPPY WITHOUT YOU!
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Jun 15, 2019
Jun 15, 2019 at 7:40 PM UTC
HAPPY WITHOUT YOU !!
I WANNA BE LIKE WILL AND JADA LIKE RUSSLE AND CIARA I WANNA BE LIKE BEY AND JAY HAHAHA OR MAYBE LIKE THE GREAT MICHELLE AND BARAK OBAMA THE ONLY THING THATS DIFFERENT IS I WANNA BE HAPPY WITHOUT YOU! SEE, WE WERE A TEAM THAT COULDNT BE BEAT MORESO A FORCE NONE COULD COMPETE TRY TO FACE JUDGMENT OF LOSING SOEMTHING DEAR TRY TO FACE REALITY OF STANDING FACE TO FACE WITH YOUR BIGGEST FEAR HOW DO I GET RID OF MEMORIES BUT STILL BE ABLE TO HOLD ONTO THE MEMORIES WITHOUT HURTING OR HAVING PAIN? HOW DO I SMILE AT WHAT WAS BUT NOT ENDURE THE PAIN OF WHAT IS? I JUST WANNA BE HAPPY WITHOUT YOU! I WANTED TO LIVE OUT OUR DREAMS WE WANTED TO MAKE OUR FANTASIES OUR REALITIES NOW I HAVE TO MOPE IN THE AGONY OF NOT HAVING YOU BUT CAN I STILL HOLD YOU LIKE YOU WANT? HOLD YOU LIKE A FRIEND HOLD YOU LIKE THE DAY WILL NEVER END HOLD YOU UNTIL DAY TURNS TO NIGHT AND UNTIL NIGHT TURNS INTO ANOTHER MORNING WHERE WE SMILE AT EACH OTHER? I JUST WANNA BE HAPPY WITHOUT YOU! DAYS TURN INTO WEEKS WEEKS INTO MONTHS MONTHS INTO YEARS DAM, AND ALL THIS WAS OVER STANDING FACE TO FACE WITH ONE OF MY BIGGEST FEARS? LOSING YOU THE ONE I LOVED AND ADORED THE ONE I ADMIRED AND SO MUCH MORE THE ONE THAT INSPIRED ME TO KEEP PUSHING EVEN IF ITS A CLEAR DISTANCE THE ONE THAT PUSHED ME WHEN I COULDNT PUSH MYSELF I JUST WANNA BE HAPPY WITHOUT YOU! UNTIL THEN- UNTIL MY NIGHT TURNS TO MORNING UNTIL MY DAY BECOMES CLEAR UNTIL MY DREAMS BECOME MY REALITY UNTIL MY FEARS WITHER AWAY ILL BE LOOKING HOW TO FIND MY HAPPINESS NOT WITHIN MYSELF BUT JUST HAPPY WITHOUT YOU!
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& I AM •• Lord of the WAY IT IS Master poet OF TOMORROW • Your life is not trivial •• She cuts her wrists and arms and calls it BODY ART! • The winds howl The rivers rage •• BARAK Obama is a total *** • AMERICA is a total desease •• I AM YOU WERE But Could be again It's up to You
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Feb 2, 2014
Feb 2, 2014 at 6:04 PM UTC
Rollin on
It rumbles and roars The rage I harbor in my bones Unsung song of contention Bitter and bilious in my mouth Because when I tried to speak, nobody was listening Boundries of consent are drawn at home And maintained before being extended To a world where Xanthippe is a slur Between giving up a career and giving in to a creep There isn't much of an option Shame is the best weapon after fear In the arsenal of patriarchy Ammo of choice for its sari draped agents To keep young women in line lest they Sprout a tongue or mind of their own Decades of silence has fed the fire of rage Licking and moulding my contours Till I turn into Jael yielding pen Refusing to be a collateral any longer, ready To nail Sisera, with or without a Barak to celebrate
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Oct 31, 2018
Oct 31, 2018 at 10:50 AM UTC
Rage #Metoo
Let's give thanks for the new presidential team: Jobiden and Carmela Harrison! They are the GREATEST and most populer rulers since George Lincoln and Abraham Jefferson and Barak OBAMO and Jobiden also got way more votes than Ronald Raegan. Yay AMERICA !!!!!!!!
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Jan 21, 2021
Jan 21, 2021 at 3:12 PM UTC
Coronationz
The shooter seems willing to speak… - I was lied to. I was good for nothin' sure, as a young rapscallion's apprentice, why who would not be mad, upon learning of the ways bank's means support the boys being used as mercenaries, - and yeah, what a wonderful thing compounded confounding interests seem, gee, America was great, for some people, all the time, sorted ones, picked for preparation, smart kid, we can use such, prepared, liberally educated and earnestly able, to make a plan, write a thesis, daily table, to change a plan into a scheme, ability imbued with a curious charisma, they say, so full of his personality, like Donald, Goofy and Minnie both nod, **** did you vote for Al Smith, back then, when America was great, and fortunes was made selling Bridges in Brooklyn, ? time and again, its like we was there, East end, West end, all around the town, but, at the movies, in little dark structures serving ancient needs, hands could be held, and, dare we, yes, yes, all the way, America wins the America's Cup, a true, real deal feel we are in that Spirit, riding wind under the Oracle banner, winning America's cup, for spreadsheet people. - everyday folks who watch old movies on TV. - And the folks who make those movies for you. Those are the teams, eh, the people versus the people. Spy vs. Spy, yes … Mad, Al Smith, and Alfred E. Neuman, Barak, atar adonai ai ai ai, did I not warn you, allusions to Jeopardy questions evoke immediate inssi-der we won. Not ironically, sublimely subtleeeeeeeeeee Something t's me off, I swing. Killer instinct. Gut reacts. Spirituality is gaseous, mystical, like swamp gas, but in your belly, burning, below the bosum.
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Apr 10, 2024
Apr 10, 2024 at 3:45 PM UTC
I was mad, at the time, sure
The shooter seems willing to speak… - I was lied to. I was good for nothin' sure, as a young rapscallion's apprentice, why who would not be mad, upon learning of the ways bank's means support the boys being used as mercenaries, - and yeah, what a wonderful thing compounded confounding interests seem, gee, America was great, for some people, all the time, sorted ones, picked for preparation, smart kid, we can use such, prepared, liberally educated and earnestly able, to make a plan, write a thesis, daily table, to change a plan into a scheme, ability imbued with a curious charisma, they say, so full of his personality, like Donald, Goofy and Minnie both nod, **** did you vote for Al Smith, back then, when America was great, and fortunes was made selling Bridges in Brooklyn, ? time and again, its like we was there, East end, West end, all around the town, but, at the movies, in little dark structures serving ancient needs, hands could be held, and, dare we, yes, yes, all the way, America wins the America's Cup, a true, real deal feel we are in that Spirit, riding wind under the Oracle banner, winning America's cup, for spreadsheet people. - everyday folks who watch old movies on TV. - And the folks who make those movies for you. Those are the teams, eh, the people versus the people. Spy vs. Spy, yes … Mad, Al Smith, and Alfred E. Neuman, Barak, atar adonai ai ai ai, did I not warn you, allusions to Jeopardy questions evoke immediate inssi-der we won. Not ironically, sublimely subtleeeeeeeeeee Something t's me off, I swing. Killer instinct. Gut reacts. Spirituality is gaseous, mystical, like swamp gas, but in your belly, burning, below the bosum.
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