I was a man who benefited madly under the prophecy as the greatest power, from being a god of the weakest power I am ascending to six from the beginning of the true madmen

 57. The number 57 is related to the birth of my parents. That’s why I’m riding an angry horse this morning, forcing myself into the madmen’s relationship. Because I’m also experiencing parenting. First of all, I have to say that for the madness of Abraham, those inside me are doing all their madness. I'm not even allowed to say bad things about Abraham. They will not allow me to punish Ibrahim for his madness, let alone punish him. If a father is tortured by pretending that the father is protecting him for the sake of his own child, then there is no reason to torture him terribly. That's the decent thing to do, and it should end there. They come to work in the morning, scratching my heart and making fun of me. Now I get up in the morning and go to work. I am writing this statement this morning. I usually write before 9-11 in the morning. This is happening at the same time, and there is no way to describe the madness. If only God could show me a selfish interest in me, with his mouth hanging open, clinging to his ass. Such selfish, lucrative madness shows me the communication evil of a very strong inner body, let alone. And let me tell you - it was a scary place. That's what I really want. I'm terrible. But the madness of someone's interest in taking advantage of me seems to be pulling my ugliness closer to him. Now, approaching such an interest or madness, I can't go back and forth on my own, and I can't go on the path of evil and darkness. Because I'm not used to that kind of interest. Benefit, benefit or gain is madness, insanity or insanity, stupidity. It's just like that. It's as if small, flat pieces of paper are falling on top of each other and sticking to each other, or disappearing and becoming one again and again. Madness, insanity, penetrates into the body, into the body, and the body must maintain its unity. What good is a web site if it simply "blends in" with everything else out there? Spontaneous bodies are enough to bring pleasure to other areas, to life processes, to hit the main body, to squeeze or vibrate, to merge and absorb. Madness is considered to benefit from everywhere. Those in me do all the desires of Abraham, and they do the opposite of mine. Even though they know and do what they are doing, they still make mistakes and vice versa. As I said, the inside of me, as the world, comes from one side of me, from the right, and spreads to the world. Abraham, on the other hand, is the opposite of the world, nature, around me, standing on my left or on the other side. When I say that Abraham is against the circle of the world as a being that comes out of me, those inside me are trying to use this circle to replace or replace me with Abraham. That's not crazy, that's for sure. No one or nothing, no object can determine what the opposite is to itself. Anyway, in my circle, in my world, there are lunatics, demons or lunatics. They make mistakes or they seem to be struggling.

They do not say, "I am a Muslim," but, thank God, I am a Muslim. Alhamdulillah in Sanskrit, or in all languages, means "al" in English. In Uzbek, "both" means both. The letter "D" in 4th place means natural light or a very high speed forward. "Ul" is the Arabic suffix "ning". "God" means that religion is given to sexual pleasure. So the word alhamdulillah reaches everyone who is the speed of light to be theirs or theirs in reverse, and they all take the body of unity and say “oh”. This means that those inside me who hang my body, wear it, or cling to my body like a parasite from within, are taking over the normal pleasures of my body by bringing the evil long distance closer to their madness or the flesh of my inner body. And I'm being slandered. That's why I can't seem to get a clear idea of ​​what's going on between the two corners of what I'm seeing right now. Someone falls into that range, and while I think I watched it completely, it actually turns out that he spent so little time on that distance. Or it may be that the car passes by. Because I really feel like I'm slowly becoming a god, or rather a god. Because in a three-dimensional world, God considers man's actions to be the width. The fact that my eyes are staring does not mean that I am simply tired for some reason, but when I look, my eyes are forced to look to one side as if they are resting between their bones.