I don't care what happens now

 58 or 30.10.2021. There are 2 days left to 60 today, which means 60 or so. If 3-year-old Abraham exists or exists, I consider him to be simply a Goth or a Be, who has shaped my future. As soon as I become a Goth, I want to live in the form of a fully automatic, coded or robotic printing function. This means that all my situational movements and actions, as well as the change of my speech to Sanskrit, have been identified and recorded. Of the 10 values ​​in the new room unit, one, two, and 3 forward and backward units, or front room units, in decimals or hundreds, etc., are the most important. So 2 days before 60 is the 60’s who is approaching 60, and 1 day before is 2 days ahead of the relationship, but the defeat is a mockery or a joke of fate, the opposite side of the circle of destiny now. The 57th day as it was 3 days ago is more winning than the 2 day 1 day, which is the winning side of the columnist mockery. Numbers 1 and 2, 3 above 60, 61, 62 and 63 are interpreted as the opposite. Now the number 62 means superiority or victory over 60, separated or separated. Abraham is approaching me defeatistly today when there is a real substitute connection in the number 60 in the second ten after the number 6 or day. Yesterday was better, tomorrow will be less successful on the 59th, and on the 60th I will be on the same level as myself, and then 1 day later I will be the loser of the winning irony at 61. Four days later, he is separated from me on the 62nd day and remains in a superior position. The only way I can overcome it is to say that I created Abraham's youth for Abraham himself. This superiority does not allow Ibrahim to oppose his father, who is me. Although I do not know myself as a result of my past luxuries as a child, my mass, or my local existence, as a result of suppressing his actions, his face-to-face, then my coded lines, my directions, my ups and downs of this mass, giving chilesh or kicking the punishment by kicking, stumbling or stumbling, physically hitting the body. But, of course, Ibrahim is forced to go through the same painful consequences as I did when I was young. In fact, this is the real basis, in terms of pain and health, we want to put into practice the similarity, the humor of destiny. The moment that is already known between the two of us, Ibrahim and me, at the end of my destiny or my life, is always a circular expression of the joke of destiny or the wheel of destiny to me, which is always at the head of his father. I have before me the task of nurturing and nurturing my son Abraham, a prophet known for his unexpected movements. So I work, I have to work on my books (my blogposts of these posts) and someone else’s real books. My goal is to have a transverse or perpendicular circle of destiny in the middle of the circle of destiny as a circle of destiny, and I have to raise it at an angle to this circle of destiny. And the circle of destiny has to move closer and closer to the diameter of this circle, instead of the joke of my destiny. As a result, destiny itself, which has two in one, and the humor of destiny rotate in a circular motion, with a transverse rotation of 180 degrees to a total of 360 degrees. This means that what I will do the second time around will be a complete and clear change in the work of my 2nd representative as MirzoUlug or the electronic live copy. And the work that an electronic live copy, or the digital physical body in the eyes of others, does, will be the work that I do when it’s done by itself. Mirzo Ulug and I will do the same thing twice, until the end of time knows us. That's why my second copy of the electronic body (I only have one) itself makes me a little more aware of what I'm doing, saying, "I'm doing it, I'm writing it." In fact, I will do my work again in the place of MirzoUlug, but this work, which was previously unknown, was done by me, and now, through MirzoUlug, in the hope of clarity, just like himself, Got or Being, one on top of the other, the future is known in advance, and I will do it more physically myself in a robotic way. Only this time, my soul is in control of me. So we show what we've done in 2 different ways, 4 times, 3 times, each of us working. Only the first creations, the hard work, are done by each of us without touching each other. Therefore, we, who are in the destiny of our destiny, do not change anything or work, but determine our destiny, its destiny and its destiny, and what my destiny should be. That is why the god (God 2) who clings to me relentlessly clings to me until my destiny jokes, and now I have no choice but to determine the joke of my destiny or the meaning of the contradictions that are happening through my task of working. 'Can't lead, can't lead, or lead in the right direction. Until now, this god has been interfering in my work and trying to show everyone that he is ready to live in the best, perfect order, that he is honorable, unceasingly strong, or undoubtedly exalted. So whenever I have the advantage of being twice as good as I am, the only way I can do it is to say, "Fate's joke, Fate's joke," according to the culture of oral speech. God knew in the first place that He had no place in the last passing points of this path reserved only for me, and that He had resurrected the place, if necessary, and that in the end, in the individual possibilities that remained. I would forcibly cling to God and leave him behind or in my lap. The joke of destiny is like a particle of light moving forward, leaving its mark. If I am not myself in this development, in the avant-garde, or in the passing particle of light, all those within me who want to oppress me, God, and others, who are still torturing and betraying me, know that I am oppressed. would be. Of course, this is where God laughs, but he also admits that we don't really know if you exist or not. Therefore, all that he writes, does, and lives in this place, and in general, is his own, and God is trying to say to one, "Everything is my pressure or my work." The traces I leave or the works I leave cannot be otherwise. She's trying to talk me out of it, but she's laughing at me for being there again. In a mockery or a joke of my destiny, God is "interfering with his own body" in the particle of light that passes from one state to another at every moment. I think the roof of God is gone, and God thinks that the absence of their electronic human beings should be my absence as well. What I am saying to anger God is, "Yes, I am not here, in my body, or in my body at all, but I will be watching you in your place, in my place, in my body." In the joke of destiny, or in the last existence (as Allah says, "I am correcting it"), in the opportunity, in the situation, or in the particle of light, of course, God loses himself and wanders, thinking that he is me. dizzy or insane. If you knew you were right when you corrected me, why don't you correct me, God ?! Everyone inside me used to say to God, "He straightens his fat." And let me tell you - it was a scary place. So this is who is actually writing these posts or blogposts out of 3 of us, me or my living MirzoUlug, god, let you link to our dear readers.