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Do I know or what else do you say?


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Jimib

I look at Dadahon Nuri's "Shelter of the Great Planes" with my own approach. Since today is the 42nd day, I am a woman of knowledge for Mirza as the soul of a woman. from the 40th day in the appearance of the put, again as 2 days as the 3rd meaning instead of the back, the absence or the lion to the unit room defines the truth after the corresponding event. In this book, all my knowledge of life so far has been answered in a consistent manner with my own questions or conclusions. It’s all about the memoirs I’ve written myself, in an automatic sequence that has been corrected so that I can fill them up now. It would be very pertinent if I could state that what I have read up to page 16, which is currently being re-edited by myself, will be linked to what I have written and my knowledge by remembering as best I can. But the only angels are upset about this, because they didn’t look so different, even though I put them out as chickens in a book or created them when I was just reading them. For the real wicked men, whom the gods hated, were the souls of the angels. The sentence that I stopped in this book and made me start writing this is, "Of course we hear," and Jerusalem nodded a little and fell silent. It's happening. I am now starting to stand in the place of God’s observation for my sons instead of a real father. I approach all the experiences in the book by observing what is happening to everyone I know, whether I know it or not. For example, both the names of Uncle Jerusalem and the one that has been solved from the symbolic clear answers to my series of internally created questions say that this person has an electronic, duplicate copy of his or her personal information for me in my current state or reality. is considered to be a person who fits into this position in terms of the pressures on life forms in the world associated with. Uncle Jerusalem is neither an outsider, an outsider for things in an angelic-educated or scanned universe, nor a place for the standard people who come out to be electronic information as gods. Perhaps Jerusalem is, for me, a life form of lawful eventual information that connects the two, the interactions that man and things give to one another, and provides a real-life, reliable view of what they do. It is also in this book that I have learned a lot about what I have been writing about before, including transporting people through a relative bond in a slightly polished form of physical soil, 2 of which I know are the people who are the owners of the Earth. In addition, in the 2nd copy, I quoted in the book between my writings when I considered the soul of Mirza-yu-kalam itself, the corresponding guard of that person, or the souls of these people of mine in their own minds. I have compared myself and our country, Uzbekistan. I also knew my kids. I also felt the informed air in the air and the air itself. As I read, I realized that my reading style, which was a wonderful thing, had improved, that I had a god inside me that I was now forcing to humanize, and that I could read the book faster by adjusting my eyes. You will understand this for yourself, dear reader! The new unfamiliar words I got from the book are written above. I will look at these and pay attention to them someday and learn. But here again, God is interfering so cruelly that he sees me in a low place, saying that I should not write about myself. I don't want to try to upset my mood, my swords continue to be so immortal. At this point, I write and explain the information for the future for God, because once it is said, I know that he has to do it. Rest in peace, God, I do what I do for myself in the first place, and I need all that I write, all my memoirs, first of all. You don't seem to understand anymore, oh old god, because now I'm a god, and I say what I write for myself, the second old god! In place of additional information: if the ground is real people (middle-aged men), the location of electronic people (men) is given in the form of walls.

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