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It says thank you and here is the internal hyperlink in case your email client accepts them to work. Hopefully non of the videos and other materials will be set at deafening volume in your own computer, sometimes strange things happen and we all know why. That degree of scorn to, whose in the hosting service side of all cloud services and nine are the numbers to down to rock bottom gassy formation to minus zero degrees Celsius well measured.
This is a semi-automated message to notify I am not replying emails at full capacity until the 14th of December due to a life threat to myself and the live-hood of my own children. Please do not worry authorities, as proper European Union ones, are working on the ongoing situation. It could be one of the fakest of two options, or even corrupt crews: we trust the Swedish as safer hands and we are in their land as I have been recently confirmed my kids still are. Holding my own hands in typing prayer as not my own eyes to see them and only a hint clue was allowed for me to read in passing on an email. The situation global-stage should allow us this, halt to recapacitate.
Nothing to see below these lines if you do not wish to have the time, are a minor new to the World and honor to truth it all takes the growing and loving time of no harsher the words here [ none that I consider strong ] , or similar. My apology for even sending it. The text also contains mixed-languages as we all know idioms and the criollos, all derivatives we speak if able are a mixed evolutionary bag. It takes the time, not stealing your expertise "imperterrito decúbito supino at yous' territorio" as we once all in at the laboratories of high-tech cognitive sciences used to brag off to stop any bullying among the so-called experts around the premises entering with a dead-wish self wondered shame on their hands ash a flying Antiochié hand grenade with Greeker the fire: not now, please. Do not derail an investigation by sending us reinforcements, neither brang on the thought police and email nettiquete jail of this deserves a mental label. For this sake of goodness, stop. The threat and violence are and were real as night and day, despite knowing we transgreded the auto-reply length and modded to trans-aggreded the gards with dear regards.
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From here on entering the gard at own volition, welcome and apologies again. Not playing police, the kiddos of mine are in safer hands as I was told them are. Let me hope for it to be true while I type despite the degrees of expertise involved. They, as both my kids, have already been taken to their premises to be held by what them say are [ to me, to this moment unknown : do not ask me why, myself would have set a different protocol and tell myself as the father whose ] safer hands, and I half-pretext my own take to assume is correct. It could be wrong if the premises taken for granted in their cosmovision and mental scope were to punish despite of harboring safe. There were speakers during the event that triggered (if) this last straw that had suffered immensely in that sort of premises, barely made it alive to our shores as refugees. Them know better how to protect an ongoing situation of this caliber. Myself would had preferred a stay at home together with me, and let us work as usual: each country may have its own protocols. Myself wishing to continue contributing as usual, making the most right now on this same message... out of the not-asked and despised opportunity-chance, to promote a screening related to the motives involved in the physical violence and threatening accusations and direct asking how much for my own experience of dying. Probably that of my entire family.
I could end this email now, preferred not to share the situation and also say > nothing to worry about. Not sure which option is better, still ask time to beg you not to make a further mess. The authorities are also on it, and it is not one of those ¬official as kind of outpost People Republic of "Bananera la gracia" off China despite not having any jurisdiction or big Raison d'être other than creating further trouble and impose their tyrant own wish and one volition against us all. Here calling for snob obnoxious further trouble with a shameless plug to my blog also called the most of the high Bactrian hoses of long horses even stolen by "dim to them" those peoples we deeply love. This, take for granted, as the ones who managed the steal were almost taken by us as the most beautiful be to behold creatures we could encounter and hold as trophy wives. By that degree of we know history and hand hold for frown me dear, what happened them sent you that far away? May it be harsh and punishable if you stay with me and help all around. The bigger the R of history, we love how things moved to this strict halt and hand us down with this:
https://research.enricgarcia.md/ it is called "field and laboratory open science notebook", that degree of high-wheeling an won an own arse plug. Not even calling it a blog, and the lecturer here not even professing the whole mixed-faith credo with the doctorate and ¬stop is still happy to lecture us. Them yes, did send la purria y espurnia, the lowest casters of barrio bajeros to stole our tall high Bactrian horses back then, do yours remember the impunity... those horse powering beauties with out queendooms already falling apart. Thy what should had all done, tell me. The whole cry on me Sinkjian that will appear later on, call it Shin-chan if you dared.
Not sure what to answer when the person, as close as she was, asking how much for it. For my life, being she was that degree of loved by me as well. By my own kiddos. That degree of familiarity. Love, my life... what are you asking. Poesía, y tú me lo preguntas: poesía eres tú. Kill me for stealing an old Bécquer out of copyright lines here, why else. How this all could come to happen, and chase to no drama. Not that quick witted and my answer was more silence than anything. Not even said much, she ended handing herself to police, whose are handling the situation. My take as default is let me see how much it will take to die doing what I love and feel necessary. The wonder, in why even ask me after the repeated punches for that long. To my face and all the body around, the corpus of evidence. The wiser me to let them all reckon through my own experiences of being half-pushed already to not calling it a next day. To that end of harsh and enjoying the chance to continue playing with our lives: we did manage, many do not and we regret it all as if. Many died in worse situation, circumstances and that is not a circus as if gladiatorial. It is a heart-felt as if know we should, had done better to prevent it all already from that longer ancient. How, what to do?
Myself setting the link in case the message gets too long and old down there when I repeat barely the same with different words:
https://loftyskypictures.vhx.tv/products/eternal-spring
This is a screening set for people who contributes with scientific rigour and investigative ardour to burn down to the chase and welcome as well all dead-set informants. To all of us, and careful here I edited a line not, a coma to a full stop period of... it happened already: who can and do stop to recapacitate and feel the tragedy. Measure it if, once needed to display its magnitude [ hard pause ] make double sure if possible that will not repeat, again and again. Acknowledging with this edit it may be harsh to get the grammar. Researchers, them call us. To search and destroy all chances of "what sort of caustic the words?" to say all of it and may you allow yourself an hologram to casis belli [ an holocaust not to repeat itself ] ... make sure no excuse is left to let that pass with a low go... barely whispered and too distant to be grabbing grabbable babbling much else than noises to our ears. Never again. Them were, are human unless. The fine divisor line to: simpler to call them criminals as we all have the capacity if somehow lose the stop gag reflex and the perception of what is what we should be doing. Not an easy call if, not rocket science for the most part: we are not a girl with a safety pin on her hands and one last chance to pop an eye socket in a train wagon as last one resort of "the person is dead set approaching and already about to grab my hands" and yes, that ends as bad as you could imagine.
There is a framed picture of that in some wall or museum already, why repeat the old Western situation in any train of thought. There is and not asking any computer generation mechanism to recreate neither. Not even searching for it online by now, and it is not for the fear of all being an imaginary call to a non-existing Christies the Agatha to real or not betting to an art collectible item.
In any language, known or not: it should had not been patterned already as a hardest question mark. Question mark! Those same methods, goals and set of instructions. Do we need to recover the memories of barely how long ago... let us count with the fingers at once wiser the doom of wisedom wisdom still wisedoom in full motion of love-care parade of us all fools of certain order and degree. The sort of is, it hurts to be alive and not contribute... not being able to be alive to exit at our stop. Hold the... lock at look, it approached the girl the eye is off. Mother, is this? Yes it could be the ticket issuer falling in a faint, or else your lost grandpa recognizing you and losing its cool and manners. Is it truly not even eighty years ago we ended a World conflagration already one two many. Picture him in a flashback at 110 years ago you remind him, poor soul.
Here we are, despite. Not funny either way. Make sure if those were proper concentration camps, some call a shot! No, as today in "theirs" as a turf too far away to witness as if all first hand checked to yes, yes... that much else is needed to agree. May you call it Sinkjiang in some S. language... Again, softer a question mark! No, love it is expelled Xinjiang and torpedo your think sink flawtation point at the low key to J. bird a cage... them in Spanish call it Sinkiang. Think of Xi, them as us sink it. Thy as they could do, your tongue as well: thing or not to be reckoned about, you know [ yourself sign language it on top, if possible and allowed ] may remember both names with a low hand key j handed to us down the table... picture that j handing us a device to love the towns around. In many, this is a direct tunnel to get in trouble. Them cannot and will not because of self-protective sanity go on to debate online about Xi and Sinkiang own memex machine to nail the bee spelling contest.
Plug now to a scientific poster, them refer to Dong Yaoqiong as the ink girl... check the backstory yourself. My own life theathrener of mine would say it is all a play on a theater... it has said so many times when checking the situations. May it be true Dr. Dong Yaoqiong own father was killed due to local corruption, and myself is telling you her chances to doctorate are below water levels if them keep on sinking her down the mental wars and drugs on forced offer. The theater of war, we must assure: please do not allow this or anything of this sort happening. The person who handled herself to handed at police premises after what she did to me, as myself and my kids... this, the whole situation, she was knowing full blow she and them all could not speak and should be ready to do so openly. Them as us, do not exclude me from having been born in this China fragile World of us all and having loved there as much as herself and anyone else.
No, do not assume we want to further sink or think much else: this is a loving to care for real one. The simplest of a memex memory making machinery of hypertextual links of two ideas firing together as two neurons that reinforce each other, simpler the Damasio Alonso own textual one book explain. This is a please use this machine as one Mel Gibson once told us... no! What, wait... can we tell them apart now? It was Richard Gere and he did what he uses to. Not the one who played Orfeo in matrix, is not the same color skin. Here! With the memex twist, every time you think of Ms. Merkel think of Tibet, not a Mercedes Tibed as tier downable, nor a one lover class Mercedez Chinese factor... true to factor this to factories check. Myself went to fucktories check of mathematical seminal genius of whose sem... never. Please do stip it down.
He strictly said think of the whole enchilada and call it China, bring Tibet into the forefront of your mental imagery ipso facto and the landscape to the travesty of justice in the colder case of a snowy Nangpa La shooting pagoda in motion of 2006 at border patrol time. Her the love on the caring hands, why even say much else. Them called it a fair shot and them killed her and that many more. My colleague is writing his new book, same old same old subjects of and topics about. May he mention with our all ghost writers in the sky Outlaws version of a surest hit J. Cash and only his song to no end: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PbwD9h2eHJE
Not asking nor calling for a lynching on a community of a few billionth, nor a country as borders that easily set to certain extent. Neither a fact: we love them, as us all if we could not tell apart exactly who is perpetration mode on which horror acts of cruelty to the nth exponent of horror... to higher pitch terror and worse still. It is an ongoing work to halt safely to stop this madness. Feels horrible to even write, recheck and send it through. Massively state backed hybrid actors and actions sanctioned by a rogue P.R.C. that big of an apparatus. It could feel odd and odder to my own loaded dices... oddier. ODI as machine based recognition to the dizzy fuzzy logic degree of stop and halt there, target located. Despite it all, evidenced. Evidences, how many more: myself invited to talk David Matas on an event before the life threat. Him, as one of the most admired persons by myself. David, who has been fighting to end this sort of aberrations as if those were giants and he had a sling: he does.
May we all provide more shots and more stones, how. Like a thieve in the right mind, not that night and neither rolling? How exactly. Handheld and provided, being that easy to make life and law count to the dear basics. The simple search for David Matas own life story as it is part of our own collective existence. Not letting the life threat, as fresh as it is, get old and not usable. Not new to the game neither, that is please be very careful. Not a spy as what that even means: anyone passing by these lines, simply copy-past and forward if you want to commercial spy this as a "getting your own acompany "your own ~deat-set mother to never" money and/or the purse itself" to this screening device of theirs. The hand-held pocketeers, may it be your own kiddos next merchandise and pop-corns. The them they wished to send an auto-reply unashamed of telling "whish it does not materialize" message to anyone willing. Please do not do anything harshly crazier than this email. Copy past edit, if you feel compelled to even chain through.
Dear our own David Matas was asking for his death sentence imposed by the rule of men and women to not materialize during our short live interaction. The rule of the killer, hitter and the sicarios as if we all not follow a cluster of premises to the home of some... no, we do not. Despite those pop-corn poisoned can do and will the deed trick dead the hat and a wife could muster the strength as mine also half-attempted following the distant or not call of "her own" contrymen and women who are subject to that folly. Human rights, now? That is insanely criminal and subject to life to whose to know if threat to the whole state apparatus. Death sentence, went too far in the Hooliganism against us via David Matas promotion... no. The harshest simple one fact, one word against the supreme leader and out to premises: first the neighbor then the police, may be straight to the insane asylum or the execution premises of what are your logic through premises if we can math this out for you? May we science it, no arguments held in mad? Honor to us, we do not need to heat nor hate it.
David himself said during our even together his own ongoing threat was somehow halted "them told him so", as if someone warned and heated to warm the live for longer before achieving the end-game of you bleeding or not set to hopefully R.I.P. state of not even R.E.M. ... to be or not to be, to sleep, to die? Perhaps to dream, not betting hard either way: quite sure the honest answer is do not do it. Do not even stop yourself doing the dear basics to prevent it. To what end, and always careful. My take, why even wait. The why them even provided a reckoning alarm. Halt, or ask us to wonder... because people does care. Them do care and cannot take it all that degree of easy. Who cares is not a rhetorical Rhesus monky money to mon key whose the French questioneer now, mon dieu! Bon sang! Monkeys, we got it! Found after the call, located by their own folly: hold the line. From Hartlepool to know how to kow tow we are all enlisted now to the new craze in town: a reenactment of the battle of Towton. No wonders loving the place around! Many people does. If anyone reading these lines wished to attend a screening mentioned up above this block of heavy rock long text to some, email me. It will not be that savage as the other options, we all are to some degree human scientific love checking the premises and consequences kind of that kindle a flame to let us see first. That kind of kindness, why to deny.
The still alive question will be easily sorted at the meeting with the directors at the end: yes we are setting a screening with the directors at the end and the rest of us to chat, if anyone makes it alive. The once more again, why to deny this could be our own last day on Earth and this all one big advertisement to the one book of kick the Buck of our love for "The Last Night of the Earth Poems by Charles Bukowski" new compilation by Bucks Down theCan as kicked that recent hit of an author got to call his book that long of a catchy title. Is not that zippier than most? Down the road we may say not that much else of importance, do not worry. Thus here we only need a low contribution money-wise from each one of us attending or not. Not even that if your situation not allowing, even a transfer could set you at the risk road to whose checking my and your transactions. Have been there and worse, please stay that degree of, safe to mention. Not having had much anything left to lose than the shoelaces... that is the most important possession one has to walk and stay standing. Other than the boots themselves and the life proper: nothing is nothing, we take care of the rest. Do not spare anyone's own drug money for the screening, specially yours if that is the last shot at the medicine. That degree of idiotic? Yes, because them spike. They as who can get to free sample our morning brew. The screening will have a limit of seventy people, sex Svenska ko cows hit on spot if we trespass that eternal loftier sky limit. May them also blow a wish? Yes.
https://daily.jstor.org/madness-on-the-wind/
No, we are not punching Sweedish smoking hot thick auroch female sheeters as in a Swiss massive ko cow brawl. Despite that being an ongoing trend in the Alps very much cheecking two chiks and here you go, setting you on a quest with my traditional rodeo of a small pig and a hatted monkey to twist the premises. Both exist, and are funny sports. The stop me here is there is a night legend of one last cow surviving after a mass suicide, top of the hill with a codo smash. That is a nightly emanation of whose were there to check the fight worthy of no irrisory news: https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1209638/Scientists-baffled-suicidal-cows-throw-cliff-Switzerland.html . Myself will not tell, may it had been the paradigmatic monkey driving them to premises and that last one, the final one... we tell you since it is in the proper news feed. That one survived and was taken to the hospital, did you expect it to be the first faller or the last one? Likelihood of an abduction to may be the second in command with an Eerfurt maestry degree of now all is gone to slide me down. Not that easy, it had broken bones. May it had been the wind setting off herr calculations. Let us say you May read then this aloud and make even less sense, the breath of life dissipating. To no end, for no reason at all... of that how many for whose end... from here on, all folly as the teatro de la locura from Trieste own batiscafo of a psychiatry that plays to call it apart without making a butchery not... nor one taken down without making them báilate, express yourself. Take the time we need to rediscover, bring us back when we are old and wiser if time allowed:
The what an end against a wall, all people who suffers.
Not an end of what war, and end of inhumanity in motion.
Picture that and what a movie, set at mental stage...
https://loftyskypictures.vhx.tv/products/eternal-spring
An eternal Spring (長春) of not tears in infinite space-time, please do not sentence us to that final screen of credits. The max-head room of us all had way too much ongoing already. Despie it all, out and wonder what kind of eka is this eureka... the wonder we all wonder about? That search, the research... yes it was all about it. The us all Kant deny we dared to check. Canada’s Official Submission to the 2023 Oscars® for Best International Feature Film. Better than the E.U. not even sending anything of valour stolen the valor or not, out! Not us, cultural expropiation and gone: shot it down, not worthy. Please to make sense, not because asked ans specially not only on order command as if awaiting the menu while clerking a McAuto kitchen station: https://loftyskypictures.vhx.tv/packages/eternal-spring/videos/eternal-spring The us all is better than this, then why? Love to the ground of j. birds... we can and will achieve better. Let that sink, think and prosper. Why them shot, could, our girl down.
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