In this new age, the jungle everyone in it, is a new modern race of people called निकले. These people are the ones who turn out to be something other than what they seem to be, every time, all the time, with no exception to this rule.

That’s how the banana the peanut and the apple are connected. They have to be intermixed losing, adding to their inherent properties.

Save yourself here, that’s the only message any survivor would ever send to the other. The jungle is full of bosses and the master or the gate keeper are both floaters across the bosses in it. So what joe does is he takes only a minimum amount of the jungle from the master, converts it into something he calls his constructive behaviour here. These self created products he consumes as well and finds it okay. Not too bitter not too sweet either. So such items become real for him. Therefore of all the things one sees in the jungle only a few minimum of those are ever real for joe, or what he experiences and calls real.

The jungle normally is full of life filled with predators aliens even all sorts of people bosses and criminals hi tech low tech witches wizards and what not. But joe sees or experiences them as fiction only. His world is limited to what ever he is able to covert properly into a real something for him, those he calls social evil. That’s where this story ends too. Live life happy. It is indeed a small world.

So the jungle didn’t last long, and even while I was getting hurt down there all these bosses were just working relentlessly meticulously, like robots bringing जो 1.7 to hell. See once you’re in hell nothing works and not an inch is breathable. We have to do lots of me and then use जो 1.7 tiny version as navigation tool through hell so that you get back to the jungle in one piece.

It is very much like doom where they take you to another dimension using teleportation, then you get back on your own, using some special tool.

How does one reset the system? Start with something simple, then add complexity as you go along the curve. This jungle isn’t for natural evolution, it’s a hunting arena. But जो is a simple man, gets confused and gets lost here, then gets caught, mostly in traps laid out by numerous bosses of his masters kingdom. But these bosses don’t know who जो is or that’s how this story goes, so they don’t hit on him directly. The bosses are a warring tribe they kill hunt and score. All sorts of blood sport and they are self destructive too. They are not meant for anything other than jungle news or bulletin boards. जो does not get hit as he is an outsider they see him as the masters man. But he gets hurt through this news teams and gets blacked all the time, then he has to rest and heal.

This one is a genius. There are somethings that are stories or cover ups, even layers and several levels of them. Not everything works everywhere. Each story has parallels, that’s really complex. But there can be stuff that are a unified key to whatever you need at any place or interval. That’s the keycard called जो 1.7

Becoming one is being a key to everything you want. Desiring stuff is something else, what जो needs is all described by this one keycard.

So जो keeps his path cleared of nonsense through this keycard. But after getting captured the bosses of this place they hide the keycard in their safe s. Getting it back requires maneuvering through perils by his dad निकले knights, while he gets trapped and captured by bosses.

This movie is important for जो. I know talking about movies makes me look like trash here. But one must keep them topped up by watching them or mentioning them again. How do I get old stuff to work? Rusty. Can cause an accident here.

The movie is about जो and Marla. And जो s MeJ Tyler Durden. Tyler इस an unreal for जो. He gives him a mental disorder called schizophrenia. But he is unreal not someone he can touch or meet ever. That’s what mejs do they kill through વહેમ. So you must have a real person here to avoid getting zapped by him. And keep meeting him throughout life.

After the realisation that bop s were not real जो quickly reassimilates the last known cover up or story that he was living which was in good condition called 1.7

In this story जो is a son of a Sir bringer here. The then Sir only brought havok in this story for जो. But his dad निकले was able to turn Sir into a more managed believable system of misfortunes including getting abused by some bad people in society.

Failure to comply with any of these stories or going outside scope causes a haye. So I keep them covered up all the time, suffering mishaps and deficiency s.

New story’s are authored but not brought into action. They only bring the 1.7 story here.

I’ve tried having this fruit by many ways, types but it never satiates me, instead I get upset or ill.

Only after I discovered banana chips was I able to digest them to taste. The benefit of localizing and indirection. Takes years to fathom.

Mmm boop… No that’s just me. I’m जो the central character of this blog. People in my vicinity here are bop s. So they are the indigenous lifeforms that I refer to as bop s. So जो one day recognises them as bop s, people those whom he cannot have in life and must keep arrogant, way above anything that he could ever aspire to be. But he is the only real human rest of them are just unreal bop s.

जो is therefore lonely, but stays busy or is forced to stay on the move because things or mishaps caused by bop s to him are rife here. That’s their only goal or end game.

When bop s are covered up they look real to him and he can make conversation even interaction. But they only cause mishaps to him rest of the time, that’s what they call all I’ve given them.

Hmm.. What a day?! Really summer hot arid. So I’ve been eating good and staying indoors strictly. Spent a lot of time watching cartoons. These are good for you in summer since I’m all out of juice even sick. Can’t do anything new or constructive at all, in this era can’t score. Only previewing stuff, selecting some of it, then rejecting the whole lot, as I move back upstairs. Night is like sleeping in a subway with full ac and fan. I stay aware like sleeping in dormatory. Goodnight.