The deadliest jokes of fate The deadliest jokes of fate bring unceasing laughter of madness, the aria of laughter, the great opera about a fallen world, in a gift of naivete, and the gift is ticking like a bomb. I was holding back my laughter at the realization. You will be laughed to death, all the humor of fate. Fate is thinking where to shoot a pistol now, what you most value. Are you not funny? You just don't have a sense of humor. There will be so much shock awareness that you will choke with laughter while sitting in the electric chair of awareness. You will be cunning, you will stumble upon dirty jokes of black humor. Life is a deadly fun, fasten it up, fear is the adrenaline of hellish fun. Around you are clown hypocrisy, take popcorn and enjoy acting, clown show of selfishness, circus propaganda music. Billions laugh to tears and their souls scream. This is all a test, whether you go crazy or not, become like everyone else a hypocritical egoist and go to hell, or not. People are clowns from horror films, there are few people among them. And reincarnation is a repeating joke, an anecdote that you don't understand, and the comedy will continue until you understand the joke - it's a life lesson that you can't be a naughty, they burn in hell. If you feel conscience and guilt, then you are still human. A tense solo is played on you like a stringed instrument, and the string of the psyche breaks, and all other threads with reality will break. The only weapon is absolute fearlessness and unbridled laughter, you mock at those who want your suffering. You're in the world of selfish fools' day lasts a lifetime. You're alive because you haven't finished trolling yet. Sado maso karma, you continue to sin, is it not enough for you? More karma. You get pleasure from the pain of fate. You are full of deadly surprises of self-defense, like endless scarves and sleeves, you don’t believe in the tricks of creative lies, this is defocusing. Inflation is rising, and life will be even funnier and deadlier. The comical paradoxes of selfishness create a new reality. This false reality will become even funnier, a very funny mental hospital for people is ready. Cartoon optimism of self-deception, in Russian roulette of luck and success. Repeating the same jokes (mistakes in life) you hear your echo of karma. Everything is meaningless in chaos, fate gives suffering for the sake of fun, to look at your true face. Karma is self-irony because you make it worse for yourself. Become a scar, on the system of evil. The unbridled laughter of skepticism turns into an atheist who no longer believes in egoists who want to survive at the expense of others, their vile jokes (people's lies) defame faith in people. Sects of selfishness are everywhere. Naivete paralyzes your will, taking advantage of despair. Radiation of mass influence creates a mutation in the genome of consciousness. If you find out how ridiculous (cruel) this world is, you will perish. Autism lies and optimism. All the toxins, the toxic thinking of the selfishness of the whole world, all the irony of the world will kill you, and the uncontrollably laughing madman will be resurrected. How acid will corrode your brain. 1. Immersion in reality The smile of reality opens. Entering the deep tunnel of reality, you see the most eerie forms of smiles, like the deep throat of a hypocritical snake, a corridor entirely made up of the most eerie, frightening smiles of clowns. The deeper you go, the more you laugh from awareness and understanding. And you die after going through most of the tunnel choking with laughter. And your corpse seems to be dragging something unknown, invisible by itself. There are faces from the eternally smiling dead in the gates of eternity. And the new corpse merges with her and only a dead smile is visible. And only seeing the light with an indelible smile of irony and sarcasm. Reached the end. And the gate is open. To get into the space elevator. And so we are in the space elevator of morality, with a round floor, and round walls, which are decorated with light lamps of various delicate colors, this structure leads us to a higher dimension of thinking. You see it moving up at a very fast speed. You see the light above, this is a paradise where only the sincerity of all bright feelings and emotions, true love, forgiveness, true friendship, and disinterested nobility reign. 36 Mulatochka Captivating honey caramel is like a shining dawn, life with you is like a sweet erotic dream. Juicy sweet fabulously fantastically beautiful. From your sexuality, the glasses are sweating, captured by the sexual power in your eyes, this is the amazing magic of charm lurking in them. You are my depraved temptation, dirty temptation. A sweet temptation of gently growling passion, a juicy caramel berry breathtaking in its beauty, sometimes shimmering with a picturesque overflow, delicate sensual shades of a red sunset, incinerated by the red-hot heat of passion. From your hottest, sultry beauty, the brain seems to turn off and lose consciousness from your sweetest kisses. 2. A person between anger and despondency, illuminates both sides with selfless nobility. A thought comes out of the depths, or goes into the depths, into dreams, into unconsciousness, where there are only fears, desires, and memories. The head is connected with the other world, the pillar of the beam around which thoughts move, your mind opens thousands dimensions into alternate dimensions of the imagination. A smile will reveal the true self, a smile will open the bridge to it. A crazy smile stretches to the floor, it is like a cell of the soul, the edges of the lips are connected with portals to the other world, they are also smiles twisted into spirals, a gas of laughter comes out through the teeth, in a smile a whole universe of awareness, a smile clinging to other smiles, connecting them together and pulling them outside. Other smiling personalities burst out of the face while in a special state of mind. There is a squinting third eye in the head that suspects all traitors, electrical wires are tied to the head, connecting with reality, with its whisper. In the giant smile that opens up to the world, there is a smiling powerful force, the smiling eyes of the bright side of the personality. The body and soul are torn and there are crazy smiles too, the body opens, and there is a portal to an amazing world. A smile sometimes turns into a spiral of thoughts, a person withdrawing into himself, torn away from external values, plunging into spirituality, and then circles around himself, immersing himself in his own self. Part of the body is a cloak in which other forms of mood are hidden. The body has ten smiling tails of sycophants sent by the dark side of the personality. There is a sewn-in smile in the body that wants to say a lot, it is located in the back of the head in the back there is a bag that accumulates laughter and absorbs someone else's. 3. The smile of the seer The smile of awareness, its edges pierce into the fabric of reality and reveal what is hidden from the eyes, the black humor of reality devoid of all hypocrisy. 4. The smile of a hypocrite is a mask on the floor of the face from a broken mirror, which reflects tens of hundreds of false smiles of him and those who stand and stood in front of him. 5. From the awareness of everything and everything, the smile on the face becomes wider and wider. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

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About ego and selfishness The infinite heights of the ego, far from reality, in the narcotic illusions of the ego, we see how microcosmic life is from the height of a skyscraper, people do not see the problems of ordinary people. The divine eye of the ego. Dreams and temptations make it difficult to see reality. The bottom of reality on the first floor, where it takes years to reach all dreams, like stars, and the stars are burning below and in the sky, they forgot everything where up and down, lies are a metamorphosis that has endless guise of benefits, we create gigantic problems to see life from above, the micro chip circuits (that is, the cities in which we live) are siphoning off benefits, one ego uses billions of egos of minds. The flow of profit, like the movement of qi, is manipulated and moves in a certain direction, as the movement of electricity of labor is directed by money. People do not have will and personal perception. The impulse (man) moves along a certain trajectory of fate. Obsession with oneself, a limited world of egoism, everyone has their own micro window into the world in a hundred square meters, and life is in search of fictitious meanings of life, wandering into oblivion, micro space in the minds of people, being far away, moving away into hypocrisy, free swimming in a world of distorted reality , deformations and transformations of values ​​that become abstractions that they themselves do not understand, they try to feel what they themselves do not understand, deforming their mind to infinity, seeing improvisations of lies and self-deception in it, creative mood design every day the world changes and seems different in the infinity of confusion, immersion in misunderstanding of each other, selfishness makes us all lonely and turns away from society, we go into the depths of nonsense. Loneliness is something that is part of us, like a child we hug ourselves or our child who is the personification of us, the development of personality in our children, we only wander in the same places in reality and in dreams. A vicious circle of selfishness, which is increasingly recorded in our subconscious. The world is limited in a certain circle of the aviary of life, as if we are in the zoo of the gods. They observe behavior and the development of evolution in behavior. Rooms are like a corner where we live and go crazy. A cell in our body, we try to forget ourselves in the unknown. We are moving more and more in an unconscious state. We react less and less through ourselves, as a lie teaches us to be insensitive. Closer to death, we become dead in our head, and the heart sounds mechanically quieter and quieter, and the sound of eternity is louder and louder. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

Aphorism Pride and vanity - the masturbation of the ego, the equalizer of emotions and feelings, the shell of higher wisdom leads to a higher dimension. spiritual love prolongs life, love of nature and life, selfishness creates friction between lovers. Poetry ultra hot, how juicy your image sounds, porn magic, you are my porn mania, like a shooting machine of orgasm from delight, your kiss is able to cum from love, the highest buzz, a deep trance of love, my heart is a museum of your photos, videos, the highest notes of moans orgasm with delight, as in an opera singing about your beauty, libido and potency create notes and melodies of love, testosterone an endless poem of love, the heart vibrates from your beauty, the queen of my inner world, the divine radiance of sexual skin, all shades of lust and passion, deep excitement love, the highest degree of dependence on your beauty, the exquisite dream of a perfectionist, like a gourmet I taste every kiss, like an art critic for your beauty, you are my sexy juicy paradise, the excitation is so sharp and prolonged as if they were being shocked. You're like a sexy rap, you're so beautiful I got hit (epiphany), I'm high on your beauty, your beauty teases all erogenous zones, you are made up of billions of lustful desires of temptations and lust of men, you are the goal of all eternity, I will go crazy with a gigantic amount of arousal . Lust and excitement into a higher cosmos, higher falsetto notes from excitement. hot kitty, jokes a screaming child is like a Coke that has been dropped on the floor and it spins around itself, foaming, and splashing everything around. How a child abruptly stops crying when he gets what he wants, professional. The girl pays five thousand tenge to the ATM, he has been doing this without stopping for three minutes, God, how painful it is to watch. What a sad face she has. Self-discipline, add ketchup. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

Aphorisms An equalizer of emotions and feelings, a shell of higher wisdom leads to a higher dimension. Poetry Rivers of pleasure flow through the nerve endings, poetry of the pleasures of the nervous system, hot sensual tender poetry of idyllic eroticism, tactile seduction, juicy temptation of passion, explosions of passion, dominant beauty subjugating the will, bottomless passion in love, epic romance in the heart, the highest jewel, the pricelessness of eternity, degrees passions build up like a hot summer of lust, sex with you is like a wave of passion covering your head, deep love, incredible sensations from your beauty, you are endless sex of love, continuous and eternal sex of sincere passion of soul and body and mind and heart, break away from you all harder and harder, powerful sex vibration through the body, your beauty is an aggressive stimulation of love and lust, endless streams of passion, jokes Supermarket security guard, I'm like a spider or something to follow all the cash registers at the same time. Stop explaining what a great ass you have, sorry it's my client, I'm a psychologist. Married sticks, you have vacancies in the harem, I won’t squint at other people’s peaches. Special Forces tarant, as if trying to break through the uterus. And the cucumber has grown, and is ready to eat (blowjob). Stop drinking alcohol, eat my hot sausage (blowjob) Security guard girl, you haven't seen my gun, but it sticks out in a cosmetic bag. Wash you trans, why, I see your gun sticking out. A girl raped me in an alley, my first sex, there will be something to tell our grandchildren, we exchanged whatsapps. A social network is when your fake rolls up to you, with your photo, and offers sex. Do you want to make burgers? Do you have work experience? No, I don't have a degree in burger making yet, I'm in my last year there. He graduated from his doctorate, hey spongebob science pants, two bik poppy one bigteysti, and three cola, shnel, shnel, shnel. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

Aphorisms Design adjustment of values ​​in memory in a hierarchical order of values. This order changes egoism, but not you. All the secrets of life will reveal loneliness in self-knowledge. Some people are stuck in their quantum projection (the human body). Porn with matter itself corrupts in materialism. Poetry You are like a hot water source of passion, there are solid giant tsunamis of sperm between your legs, there could be a great worldwide sperm sweat from your beauty in the world. You're all tidbits, spicy aesthetics of beauty, you're my only erotic hobby, waterfalls of compliments, eternal call of lust, the unity of our universes makes us complete, you turn me on so much that I have a groin injury, you give me endless testosterone gas station with endless oil, a geyser of tenderness, you are the last thing I want to see in this life when I die of love for you, you are the eternal thought of love, all the molecules of my body and soul are drawn to you, it is so beautiful knockout, eloquent eroticism in your luxurious figure, the paradise of my lust, how I love your nya-nyams (charms), your juiciness, I want to immerse myself in your juiciness, mythical beauty as a beautiful legend of love for you, your beauty is the result of the lust of the Gods. You represent sweetness. The skin of the threads of sex, the color of a juicy fruit of paradise, a juicy garden, a waterfall of lust. Like a lunatic I go to you. jokes Mud bath news. The crisis is growing, the wrinkles of patience are getting bigger. A banter competition between days, weekdays compete whose jokes will be funnier, whose trolling will be funnier. Rating and rates when a person cries. The past is a hangover, you see a person from the past trying to sober up to remember. The present is an autopilot binge. You are ready for the future. Love skinny girls, necrophile, I can see her bowels pulsing. In old age, wrinkles grow as if they want to hide the face from the incessant trash of life. Wife! Where is my feed! Tall girls are a class, roll around your neck. You are below her vagina and ask like a child to handle. Muscular girls are a class, choking with biceps and saying: who is the slave of my clitoris, who? Her boyfriend replies: me. You are rich? The clitoris sticks out. How are you? While alive. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich