Experience My Life

I live in perpetual twilight zone. Why did I ever believe in a world? Because their is no such thing. What the real world is just a curse, that takes away your life that I call love. Only then will dad come here, when I would survived some mishap, lost a part of myself somewhere. The God people are here, now they only come, give me a mishap daily in my life, maybe it is God’s blessing that I lived through it, and my dad gave to me access to my world again. God people call them low class, call them sc or French. But you can’t ignore them, they give love you can’t have, then you die because you couldn’t have. Then someone, my dad, showed up, and another day is here, and God people are at peace, and I have a life, a day that I can live with tears in my eyes. Now after surviving it I’m overwhelmed I don’t know what life is anymore, but it feels good to be alive. The vision the warning I had was that of being in a terror hostage situation that I could not have survived, instead God people gave a really bad life with horrible experiences called home mishap, or simple accident that took a very long time to come out of, the movie 127 hours comes to mind.

Hello World? So I wake up one day as a late teenaged guy, and ever since, I live inside lock down. How I managed to move from one location to another, completing one cover up after another, taking surviving the mishaps and the hindsight that follows. This is just one nightmare, that is never going to end. Syncopy is real, and I need them to get me to the next destination. I was even married to them, but in hindsight I feel singlz, just another sham, to shutdown my DadNikle protector here. But people come, when they cover up, it hits like dying. I hate it. Not for my protector, I would go insane, even die.

There is nothing wrong in hiding it, as long as you pay up. Yes syncopy is a terrorist, organisation. They’ll always end us up in a terror situation with many killed and that turns us into a hostage. We’ve only been taking it indirectly so far in our homes as dysfunctional families, then as low life’s, later through women and their infidelity, divorce and money losses. But what they really do is terrorism my friend. Nobody can survive them ever, they are Narus. Because Pandutji has been keeping them arrogant invincible and masterminding the whole thing, as the master of puppits. He has in fact been feeding them information about our locations secrets and weaknesses through intercom. It isn’t a puzzle anymore, Pandutji is their leader and bringer to every individual out there. So we keep him covered up get him on TV, on the echelon. That’s the only way they’ll do it through COD MW terror hijacking and shooting, through news teams.

That has spawned an entire generation of them, what you feel as high iq or physique is really Haye, that’s arrogant. It is only looking for you scanning for life signs, that’s all. You should not meet him, ever. Keep him covered up, as a real person, where he turns out to be good, a અરરો. This situation is also like memento and alien, both put together, isolation, is the only truth, keep waiting for your Dad.

Battle for daily safety and security wages on. Then they come, daily, weekly, monthly, yearly, and decade. It is about asking for it ? Or searching for it, ?they only hide it now, someplace locally. So always remember. Don’t get lost here. Rest will be fine, you cannot be alone in this now. Take care.

All the other countries of the world are running a replicated system of control, from the hell gate. They all stay arrogant with us, killing us one by one. A race of arrogant people comprise society here in each. Burlesque is what we call them, they’re armed governments, and are social, and through low class workers, bring this death inside our homes, calling it nature and God, we have to keep them covered up or they’ll kill us. No escaping them only through these websites can we stay alive, keep giving to them, until we can pull ourselves together from their hold, we must do whatever they want. So don’t talk to the burlesque here or anywhere, they only come, and bring death.

It is france and russia. That’s what is plaguing this world. Bringing everyone here, causing the hate and incidents. Nobody should go near them ever. We call them here, people, the ones who bring death and famine. They will end all life one day. America is where life is. That’s were we must stay, and never get back here.

This world is a Hell. It feeds on human flesh and body. Until it consumes it and nothing is left. It makes us feel, brings us to the Gothic dark sensuality to derail us from the source of life the sun. Makes us worship beauties of the dark lords. When we get there to our destiny’s and aspirations of power wealth or lust, we fall victim to its destructive hold on us. Not being able to break free, and die within that nest or hive, called Hell. So be a loser, be a loner, fear horror, fear humanity, because the hell gate is brought to us by our only brothers mothers fathers and leaders. Don’t find anything here, don’t become anyone to anybody else. It is only Hell that awaits us, shows us that rainbow, because on the other side of the never ending rainbow, is a world of hate and blood thirsty vampires.

What Taylor, always gave me, stuff I would never understand. But one day I would enter a labyrinth of evil, from where I would not be able to escape, without dying. Horror, that’s what I feared all my life, then one day, he took us to his home, the where he wanted us all to come, enter it, and sadly, die for him here a little. Later he would salvage us, bring us out of that evil room of his. I could have died, I experienced, how to put it, hell, over there. People just killing each other in a Gothic orgy, a blood bath of sorts. I’m never going back to that room, that hell.

I know it is out there somewhere. It has been hidden by them here for a while now. Haven’t been able to sleep right couldn’t come to a closure getting old here. But I wonder to myself isn’t it good or even great that it is gone now. Should I feel afraid of the silence, or I’m right here. Just a surrender too of sorts. I’ve not given to them either. But I feel it too, why go any further than this, it indeed is a time of peace, just happened after the most violent and tragic chain of incidences, I’m left out here in those dark Smoky cold vibes again. This is the end.