Experience My Life

It is like crysis 3, seeing the end, of this arrogant and jealous machine conscience called skynet. It reigned for so many years, when I was a child it gave me the Social cover up of which came this one world news Channel called R24, after so many years. It was nightmare, a slaughter. Nobody survived. From those last few remaining people called survivors rose, the resistance forces, with help from Sir and the marines. Everyone else, everywhere had turned into a hai for us survivors called Skynet, the T-800 and the abomination so originating from all this, T-5000, absolution, incarnation, the invincible one. He would only be reckoned in the likes of the xenomorph, the predator, and nemesis. And his people. They’re an formidable army, the future of every living being now hangs in the balance. Hai is here, as them

These are the small team of people who will take from me here at weyland, and get me out of danger from the Alien. They are the ones who give too. That’s all karma or fate actually. So be good. Weyland is now a dead end so is Earth. Getting out of Sevatapol is everything. Call in the Torrens. Sir will help you give and take with the Alien. Stick with the rest of the survivors.

This station has 3 xeno infestation. A lot of people, and us the survivors. The computers and synthetics are all under weyland control, but do take from us. The Xenos and people are invincible, no win situation with them. We must keep routing to the various areas where computers and synthetics are. That’s the only way out of this. The marines should look us up when communications are up, Narus marine core. Money N credits are required to reprogram the computers, allow us to reach safety maps and locations. Items of interest etc. Best.

It looks like the whole world, people everywhere were compromised by Weyland. They are too many, too strong. They can’t be confronted at all. They all belong to the Alien species now. We seem to be the only survivors Ripley. What do we do, we can’t fight them, not even with guns. It is hopeless. So far, the synthetics and computers of this station, seem to be able to take from us. How did all this happen, many things went unnoticed throughout human history. People all were meant to bring this Alien here to destroy us all. We are the few remaining survivors. Listen weyland has a few marines, those that look like Narus, they might be able to get us to safety. Amanda out.

These people are the ones who are bringing the creature to Earth. The whole company Weyland was a subsidiary of Narus, through which this hell, or Alien, extremely hostile, extremely hazardous pathogen, is being brought to Earth and now remaining crew is expendable. Will we survive any of this? Is their any antegon to contain, this alien biohazard? Everybody is dead in all these ships and now Sevastopol. We’re all doomed. This company is fast turning on us, I think it has become that Alien hazard for us. The pathogen looks irreversible to us.

Weyland was the people of these Aliens. They must have known how to compromise the world, our home world, all the people, humans. Now we’re all going to die here. Shit.

Taylor is dead, Marlow brought the alien on board the Sevastopol, from the Nostromos crash site and then homed in onto that delorant jaggurnaut ship. They thought they’ll make it big. It was the Alien, that’s now here. Weyland I think is still wanting to bring that thing to Earth. They’ve been compromised by these Aliens I think. It is a very hostile species. Mom is in the escape module, in deep space in hyper sleep. We have to save her I guess.

Nobody’s coming back alive from this kind of a mission. It was another Wes-Nikle for me. These kind of undertaking and endeavors are never fruitful, they’re destined for failure and utter dismay. But you can’t avoid them, they’ll stop everything else from ever happening they’re like dreams nightmares, stuff that fantasy movies are made up of. It is like a slaughter, in the simulator, it feels like the mimics from Paris. They’re not competing with anyone, it’s not even a simulation, because these things are live all the time, like X. Hai people, those that turn out to be dad for me. I’m never meeting anyone of them, they’re on DVD only for me. This blog the factory behind its making.

I’m going psychic here?! Just her Hai. See that’s what this blog is about, wes-nikle, via-નીકળે, something we call nahi mile, elusive, alien technology, or race. Other world lifeforms, tigers, lions, bears, this guy is on safari. It preys on people, innocent victims, good people, discovers their weaknesses, their fears, gets them lured in his nest, hunts them out, like with their insides out!! I watched this movie when I was just 9 or 10. Now all this is for real. But the movie still works, even after so many years, it still looks like a movie here. If you have the right equipment. It is on disk now. Baam, on my book shelve.

That’s how money flows here, and how much of it you rake in, is how Jealous you can be. Some stuff is made at infinite jealousy, so can’t have ever, that’s what art is made up of, it is received only after the objects in the art, are not alive anymore. Other times some people moved to a foreign country or the west, so alive, but moved to some place, where you can’t follow. Those are the worst cases of losing people. Another example, is your childhood sweetheart, getting married off, and therefore, now you can’t marry anyone. Your native country, you can’t have, it is under a western country called France coming here. That’s locale you can’t have. Someone getting a job, or career somewhere, opportunity of money, now you can’t have her, people moving out never, coming back. People outside this native peninsula are jealous. So can’t have anything or anyone here without paying them money. It is a jealous world.