I'm busy with myself, that's what's happening to you, of course

 36. From today, the day of the spirit, ghost, or natural phenomenon has begun to be a full day. This roppa-rossa will continue until the 43rd day, including the full day. The angels will continue from 12:00 on the morning of the 44th. From now on, after midnight, after being warned by God to eat his effect or take his cure, my living or electronic version 2 tells me not to do or do what the people inside me say or do. It's like, "Now I'm going to take your words out of your body through your mouth, through your mouth." Plus, you'll be getting rid of clutter you don't need. More precisely, he says that the work of identifying you is no longer done by finding your own words and plans, ways of living, but that my words will always explain to them what you want to do as the real thing. I can now do what I want and the defining concept will go hand in hand with me. In fact, the essence of being real or imaginative is to get rid of the pain or confusion of the body. The only thing he wants me to do in Copy 2 is that I don’t want to disturb my overall peace, kindness, or vitality by touching my body. Because millions of people are cells in my body, electronic or digital, copy 2 itself is telling me. I mean, I don't have time to tell or explain new vibrations or states of tranquility in bodies that vibrate, change very quickly, or move erratically and touch themselves. He says that the body should remain as calm and free as its nerves, in an imitation or norm. But what can I do, in my body, I can’t stand without touching. If I don't touch my body, I can't even find the direction of my illness. I don't feel at ease, as if I can't adapt to my illness or disease. It is as if my ailments, from their bases or locations, are disrupting my general state of health and freedom, in a linear direction, rising from within me in a linear manner, with the same kind of bulging, worm-like gait. But I'm used to thinking I'm multi-faceted. I don't want to be stuck in a one-way street and be like a statue. Even if my current environment is on such common internal and external topics. I raise it with all my might, saying that it is coming out of me in one mouth. For me, the process of living is all-encompassing, multidisciplinary, simple, or all aspects of life. So when I touch myself, of course, when my physical condition is rightly assessed, or when my metabolism needs it, then I can see my brain balls rising in one direction and the corresponding external environment. I force my Goths to finish being built. According to the names I get from the balls in my brain or the structure of my body, the growth of short-sighted information should be through people and people in the external or natural process, as if they are all-encompassing and do not attack me. zim touching my body every now and then, itching or squeezing my body with my fingers. So far no one was able to send in the perfect solution, which is not strange. Now that I'm speechless, I have to straighten my body with my hands. Of course, first of all, of course, I'm working in my own direction on women who are seen as life lessons in the natural world, so I'm also in my second copy on the exchange of these women or people, insu. For me, women are women as real physical human beings, who live their lives from nature to man, to myself, after women, who are for me, in the 3rd place, for the 2nd copy. The 2nd place women among us are the top or 3rd place women who come to these natural directions from latitude through different angles or rays and make the weather in this natural environment the center or plane of information for me , hold and hold as a tool. That’s why I’m passing on the middle ground through my work or labor to 2nd women as all the air cells in my natural environment or room conditions vibrate in their places. By trying to figure out what my job is, I’m trying to be in some kind of quality in all the air cells myself. As a cell of the atmosphere, I finally understood to what extent life is what it is, and that every moment of life, the natural 3D dimension, is occupied by the human race. The intermediate layer of the middle air is considered to be the data support, the scope of which belongs to men, or the women of the lower world, which is occupied by the real air itself, the layer in this place with invisible cellular mass pressure belongs to the women of the upper world. My live or 2nd copy, if Mirza works as my real weather, I work with his information written in latitude as his full weather. Because when all the aspects of my life or experiences, all the experiences that I have brought to life, suddenly come back to me from the air in a circle, it sounds like I know in advance what these aspects, or the process of experiencing, are doing. Mirza, in my second copy or instance, it seems that the thoughts from my past experiences come from the real air and make my life clear in advance. Anyway, Mirza or my second copy is actually gaining popularity with the writing profession, and I mean the ability to speak selectively for myself. Whether we do each other's work in our lives is a real exchange. What we do will continue to flow through life through our women. We have 4 clean, 2 worlds in four layers. My inner soul, or rather my soul itself, is the first layer, Mirza, and I, as the first member of the higher world, am the second layer through my body. On the 3rd floor, Mirza is the wife of my life, and on the 4th floor, I have other women. Thus the two worlds, through their representatives, are in succession. Of course, it's just the two of us, me and me, not sharing much. The more time I spend writing while I’m awake all day, the more vibrant I am, and my 2nd instance will do the speaking in my place. Maybe I actually said more than I wrote. But in either case, neither of us can fully express our body and soul. Because day and night, none of us spend time just writing and talking.