Kingdom mad...? But, if you are a King how would you let your mind be fixated on the little happiness that people get into trying to please a King they believe they have somewhere in their ancestry; maybe the King of Sweden or...Holland or Iceland? But, maybe you are one of those kings and lost your way in a suburb of North Alberanitoba so do not be offended or take it as competition when you see a little work that seems to honor someone; maybe the ancient Emperor of Japan in the writer's intention ; not you and not to offend you but to honor the one destination that all religions and ten commandments lead us to...that is the honor of mutual human dignity and Respect for human life. Also, could any cave dweller or Amerindian aboriginal that you shocked with muskets and steal swords design anything called "White" ? It was designed by those intent on killing the displaced and those who are busy seeking acceptance instead of just being accepted with sufficient language skill and Respect for that mutual and final destination that religious faith and life practice should lead us to which is human dignity. Now the aboriginal has no idea what the musket is or what you are trying to push on them. Just give them the vehicles that you want them to drive and let them contribute to design somehow and future contributiona as to interior quality and feel. Give them the basic income and some free tuition. They understand now that there is no competition for manufacturing quality or wisdom...with Europe, Japan or ASIA. Your girlfriend is manipulating your self definition...saying that you will do anything or give anything for her willingness to be around an a-s hole obstinate law breaker like you....which is how she must see you but she needed a fool; a toy to make her feel like an idol once; a fool who would be willing to give his job, Children and future for her less than genuine acceptance of him that you would hope to own Angel Rock; eh? You are not what you say you are. Do you understand; outsider...you gaijin...?
Kingdom mad...? But, if you are a King how would you let your mind be fixated on the little happiness that people get into trying to please a King they believe they have somewhere in their ancestry; maybe the King of Sweden or...Holland or Iceland? But, maybe you are one of those kings and lost your way in a suburb of North Alberanitoba so do not be offended or take it as competition when you see a little work that seems to honor someone; maybe the ancient Emperor of Japan in the writer's intention ; not you and not to offend you but to honor the one destination that all religions and ten commandments lead us to...that is the honor of mutual human dignity and Respect for human life. Also, could any cave dweller or Amerindian aboriginal that you shocked with muskets and steal swords design anything called "White" ? It was designed by those intent on killing the displaced and those who are busy seeking acceptance instead of just being accepted with sufficient language skill and Respect for that mutual and final destination that religious faith and life practice should lead us to which is human dignity. Now the aboriginal has no idea what the musket is or what you are trying to push on them. Just give them the vehicles that you want them to drive and let them contribute to design somehow and future contributiona as to interior quality and feel. Give them the basic income and some free tuition. They understand now that there is no competition for manufacturing quality or wisdom...with Europe, Japan or ASIA. Your girlfriend is manipulating your self definition...saying that you will do anything or give anything for her willingness to be around an a-s hole obstinate law breaker like you....which is how she must see you but she needed a fool; a toy to make her feel like an idol once; a fool who would be willing to give his job, Children and future for her less than genuine acceptance of him that you would hope to own Angel Rock; eh? You are not what you say you are. Do you understand; outsider...you gaijin...?
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