The bear, I am the bear I send a photo of mini cucumbers sliced and apples in the hand slicing kitchenware, and I would say in complete sentences ‘It’s a nice snack’ it my my first day in a city to tell person what I have known about it from afar.

The terrorist which screams me to stop tells me to stop, I the bear put the gas break, stop pedal to stop and the sign is to stop and go, the factual thought of my lord about me is I never stop in my pulse and platelets and the brain process of my thoughts, it is the reasong they think my life can end the fact the stop sign tells me what to do by obeying the law to truly stop.

The woman terrorist they used a photo thought she was in the red carpet of Hollywood and called me, in my mind ‘The sun rises in the dessert that I am named the only seed of the world that brings joy to the world beauty’ she said it and ran away, the likeness of the suns fire touched the non-demons of the world she ran away from because she is not in my social grouping in her daring of breathing the true souls air, the metals of defense of ‘Our veils of you beauty for the gay I see I can be least next to his light but in your beauty I keep you my falsifying my truth that you can be with me

in the hearts of God’ I

won’t accent you are gay and swiftly she runs away thinking never to be caught by her other terrors, being snooped and thought I am interested to her canyons woven covered by the false virgin scarf by a hidden gay man in skull of using his gay lust to find the terrosit to dag so from afar her true terrorist sins went into my life to be true in true skill, and no it is no tabloid it occured it that Hollywood is a place to end terror not only a screen to view.

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