Friday, November 25, 2022

Battlefield visa Battleground

Weakening your might, here on earth is battleground. From early temporary builders of conduit circuitry, to towns, with light, heat and electricity are the nerves and graves of tombs and testuaried people of guard and might. Our battlegrounds have been created by the might of likes of men such became Yassir Arafat, who threatened modern government with population explosions from rape of strong women and oligarchical masculinity. When I was born 92,000 people were raped each hour in each state, for three weeks straight, one on one, is perhaps a rate of capture and threat. The threat of consumer overload, meaning return-rate of captures from overseas in millions create bombardment. In battle ground infrastructure destruction becomes the perpetuation of the indistinct history of couding: the rite and prospered tone of labor enforcement to tonal values. 
Of fright and values, orphaned life of Normandic ideaology become enraged in gouting: the rite to need something, once provided by ones mastery and labor skill learned. They are kept, these high, Yella traits askein, to remember. Here I warn you, they are raped by anatizasic. Lunatic women, enraged by Normandic enlightenment of Swede sufferage, in one instance of heightened suffering. Suffering, indeed, these people are entering governmental stands, motioned of policies, to encourage upward mobility, and gentrified accuity of transfer. They are wayward, acute in symposition, cute at times and uglier most often. It's like life at no inward mobility. They are strange and often motionless. These caphunics, long lost nomadic treaty keepers seem indifferent. It is the beginning of Anthropology on battle field, we see why they are forced to have sex, some men, as ancient as the women in ideal transpiration. Older than us, is what is perceived. 
With battleground, money and energy exempt, only guns, policies and guard keep you safe. For battle field only expertise remains as you begin to see your work continues from hope and servant leadership, into saving ones life.

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