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Bob Barker R.I.P.
The long time Price Is Right host Bob Barker has died at he age of 99. His TV game-show career spans more than 50 years!
Born on December 12, 1923, Bob was a few months away from celebrating his 100th birthday.
You were great Bob.
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Born on December 12, 1923, Bob was a few months away from celebrating his 100th birthday.
You were great Bob.
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EDELWEISS - Vol. I: The ALGORHYTHM - Beginning [IV]
EDELWEISS
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- Chapter I:
The ALGORHYTHM
( - )
Beginning
“I still remember this man. I knew him long ago, from time to time my life intersecting with his. The passing of time, merely if changed something; he looks the same, for the many who knew him, - still carries the same eyes full of life, despite underneath the amber traces, there is much suffering hidden; his body, athletic as in his 20’s, kept in shape well for his efforts of taking up various jobs to maintain his living, serious and hard working man; I remember his smile, even to the toughest jobs, keeping on and on saying he’s on training, - such an amusement, even to myself, to hear him when about to dig with the shovel, to say about himself that he is resting and made a deal with an ogre who came right on time, to help him digging, while when a harder effort, to laugh saying: I left the ogre go away for all were too heavy for it, so, by now, here’s King Kong, to deal with the new issue, he could take it!.. What a funny man, indeed! Was such a companion, in everything, as those who came closer to him, to remember a true friend! For the rest of the world, who never knew him enough, he was just a fool lost into the crowd, or just a madman inspiring haughtiness or disdain; while for some, a tyrant to be feared, if not a lost cause indicating one never dealing with. But I still remember him saying, loudly, without any fear of repercussions: “In a world run by idiots in the spirit of lawlessness, smart people must die little by little, so that their stupidity may thrive!” As a matter of fact, despite his incisive manner of telling the truth, I respect him, for daring to oppose, in its own particular way, to the flow of the world; that’s for because the crowds always treasured their tyrants, and the world, of course, was always bent by the will of the few to rule them in what seemed to be a never-ending slavery. I could support him, if was up to me, - but not. Therefore, I am much inclined, with a respectful shake of hand, so like a comrade on the battlefield, for I know parts of its life – his struggles – like no one could. While most were only satisfied to judge him for blessing their tyrants, or to just despise, if not even hate the ways he is, or acts, - I only knew his heart. The heart that shows Humanity. Others like him, might have been lost already across time, into the darkness and evil, with their hearts turned into stone and become just ruthless advocates of lawlessness. Yet, he struggled to not fall into such side, even with the price of being left alone. Indeed, as one who knew a little more than others, about him, I could distinguish his fight. Not for survival. When you are like a dead, into the world, only then, you start truly to have a glimpse on what’s Reality. In rest, illusions. Illusions. Theatre for the crowds…”
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- Shall be continued…
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EDELWEISS - Vol. I/Chapter I: The ALGORHYTHM
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- Chapter I:
The ALGORHYTHM
( - )
Beginning
“I still remember this man. I knew him long ago, from time to time my life intersecting with his. The passing of time, merely if changed something; he looks the same, for the many who knew him, - still carries the same eyes full of life, despite underneath the amber traces, there is much suffering hidden; his body, athletic as in his 20’s, kept in shape well for his efforts of taking up various jobs to maintain his living, serious and hard working man; I remember his smile, even to the toughest jobs, keeping on and on saying he’s on training, - such an amusement, even to myself, to hear him when about to dig with the shovel, to say about himself that he is resting and made a deal with an ogre who came right on time, to help him digging, while when a harder effort, to laugh saying: I left the ogre go away for all were too heavy for it, so, by now, here’s King Kong, to deal with the new issue, he could take it!.. What a funny man, indeed! Was such a companion, in everything, as those who came closer to him, to remember a true friend! For the rest of the world, who never knew him enough, he was just a fool lost into the crowd, or just a madman inspiring haughtiness or disdain; while for some, a tyrant to be feared, if not a lost cause indicating one never dealing with. But I still remember him saying, loudly, without any fear of repercussions: “In a world run by idiots in the spirit of lawlessness, smart people must die little by little, so that their stupidity may thrive!” As a matter of fact, despite his incisive manner of telling the truth, I respect him, for daring to oppose, in its own particular way, to the flow of the world; that’s for because the crowds always treasured their tyrants, and the world, of course, was always bent by the will of the few to rule them in what seemed to be a never-ending slavery. I could support him, if was up to me, - but not. Therefore, I am much inclined, with a respectful shake of hand, so like a comrade on the battlefield, for I know parts of its life – his struggles – like no one could. While most were only satisfied to judge him for blessing their tyrants, or to just despise, if not even hate the ways he is, or acts, - I only knew his heart. The heart that shows Humanity. Others like him, might have been lost already across time, into the darkness and evil, with their hearts turned into stone and become just ruthless advocates of lawlessness. Yet, he struggled to not fall into such side, even with the price of being left alone. Indeed, as one who knew a little more than others, about him, I could distinguish his fight. Not for survival. When you are like a dead, into the world, only then, you start truly to have a glimpse on what’s Reality. In rest, illusions. Illusions. Theatre for the crowds…”
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- Shall be continued…
2022 © Th3Mirr0r
EDELWEISS - Vol. I/Chapter I: The ALGORHYTHM
A Russian talking about Prigozhin, the Russian economy the new conscriptionsand the war with Ukraine
EDELWEISS - Vol. I: The ALGORHYTHM - Beginning [III]
EDELWEISS
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- Chapter I:
The ALGORHYTHM
( - )
Beginning
“It took me two good years of my life to realize that all I’ve done was to go on in circles, returning finally to the same place I’ve left. Two years lost chasing ideals of the world. Ideals of a common man who wants to live its life as sees fit, but in accordance with the ways of a world in which gradually, since childhood times, saw no place into, not fitting anywhere, despite its efforts or tries to align to the crowd. Two years of sinking, - voluntarily – into the well-known illusions which he could recognize always since its 20’s, the same illusions which suck the life out of one’s eyes, same illusions which drain the soul, leaving an empty heart of love replacing it with misery, grief and despair. What was the reason, for all these?! – he seems to ask, in vain, and the wind carry its grieving whispers, wherever it goes. Was it worth it?! – Silence. Nothing but silence. There is nobody, to give him an answer. Not a pleasant answer to the ears. But a straight, correct answer, to a vital question. Not like regular questions which indulge the minds of the crowds. But the question which could cut a heart in tiny, tiny pieces and turn it into sand. That is a trial of Vanity. For everything into the world, is nothing else but Vainglouriousness…
I see this man resting under his majestic tree. A walnut tree, which seems fit for him. Seems fit, for the iodine and juglone, tannins and other compound, which indicates poisoning. Such a majestic tree! In all its might, alleopatic for the scientists banging their heads against a wall searching for an answer, but such a delight for the common peasant asking the tree what would like to grow underneath. Large leaves, to behold the sunlight, preserving such an amount of energy filling its marvelous crown, giving back the needy shadow in return, to a restless soul, finding a shelter!.. And what a resemblance, indeed! This tree, from all this bitterness encompassing its structure, gives back the sweet fruit of lore! I saw this man asking the tree: when it’s the right time to harvest? The tree, bent its branches to the ground, with the same answer: when I allow you…”
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- Shall be continued…
2022 © Th3Mirr0r
EDELWEISS - Vol. I/Chapter I: The ALGORHYTHM
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- Chapter I:
The ALGORHYTHM
( - )
Beginning
“It took me two good years of my life to realize that all I’ve done was to go on in circles, returning finally to the same place I’ve left. Two years lost chasing ideals of the world. Ideals of a common man who wants to live its life as sees fit, but in accordance with the ways of a world in which gradually, since childhood times, saw no place into, not fitting anywhere, despite its efforts or tries to align to the crowd. Two years of sinking, - voluntarily – into the well-known illusions which he could recognize always since its 20’s, the same illusions which suck the life out of one’s eyes, same illusions which drain the soul, leaving an empty heart of love replacing it with misery, grief and despair. What was the reason, for all these?! – he seems to ask, in vain, and the wind carry its grieving whispers, wherever it goes. Was it worth it?! – Silence. Nothing but silence. There is nobody, to give him an answer. Not a pleasant answer to the ears. But a straight, correct answer, to a vital question. Not like regular questions which indulge the minds of the crowds. But the question which could cut a heart in tiny, tiny pieces and turn it into sand. That is a trial of Vanity. For everything into the world, is nothing else but Vainglouriousness…
I see this man resting under his majestic tree. A walnut tree, which seems fit for him. Seems fit, for the iodine and juglone, tannins and other compound, which indicates poisoning. Such a majestic tree! In all its might, alleopatic for the scientists banging their heads against a wall searching for an answer, but such a delight for the common peasant asking the tree what would like to grow underneath. Large leaves, to behold the sunlight, preserving such an amount of energy filling its marvelous crown, giving back the needy shadow in return, to a restless soul, finding a shelter!.. And what a resemblance, indeed! This tree, from all this bitterness encompassing its structure, gives back the sweet fruit of lore! I saw this man asking the tree: when it’s the right time to harvest? The tree, bent its branches to the ground, with the same answer: when I allow you…”
[ … ]
- Shall be continued…
2022 © Th3Mirr0r
EDELWEISS - Vol. I/Chapter I: The ALGORHYTHM
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Donald Doe Citizen...
On Thursday evening, the former president of the United States, flew to the Atlanta airport in his private jet, gets escorted in a motorcade with top security to the county jail to be processed for his recent felony charges. The entire event took less than an hour and he was escorted back to the airport to return to his residence at his golf club in Bedminster, New Jersey.
Depending on who you listen to, he's got 4 indictments pending, maintains the highest lead in the poll for the Republican nomination for president in the 2024 election, teetering on the possibility of a conviction, yet has the ability to wrangle himself a self-pardon in the event he actually gets elected president.
Blogs aren't supposed to solicit responses from readers... but it would appear to the group of Trump supporters, they are comfortable with this man in the position of power as the leader of America... again.
That means that the Republican party cannot get anyone in the running they can support.
By a raise of hands, the majority of the would-be losers at the debate would support Trump should he win the nomination. He will represent the 'best of the best' of what their party has to present to America.
Reader comments to news stories (I've read) are often laser accurate and describe his pampering by the system allows him privileges that no one else in this country (having 4 indictments) is allowed to do. No restrictions of any kind... and should any be invoked, he and his supporters would squeal like stuck pigs.
How skewed are the polls... ?
If they lean in your political direction, they must be accurate. right?
But, if they lean in the opposite direction, they must be wrong... right?
Some polls reflect undying support for Trump, even if he's convicted on any of the charges, while others are showing that maybe less people are willing to vote for someone because they are tired of the daily back and forth 6 articles a day.
Come to your senses people... envision what 4 years of 'Vendetta in Chief' would be like and after the laws are changed for 'President for life' it will be too late.
Are you afraid to think about that?
Depending on who you listen to, he's got 4 indictments pending, maintains the highest lead in the poll for the Republican nomination for president in the 2024 election, teetering on the possibility of a conviction, yet has the ability to wrangle himself a self-pardon in the event he actually gets elected president.
Blogs aren't supposed to solicit responses from readers... but it would appear to the group of Trump supporters, they are comfortable with this man in the position of power as the leader of America... again.
That means that the Republican party cannot get anyone in the running they can support.
By a raise of hands, the majority of the would-be losers at the debate would support Trump should he win the nomination. He will represent the 'best of the best' of what their party has to present to America.
Reader comments to news stories (I've read) are often laser accurate and describe his pampering by the system allows him privileges that no one else in this country (having 4 indictments) is allowed to do. No restrictions of any kind... and should any be invoked, he and his supporters would squeal like stuck pigs.
How skewed are the polls... ?
If they lean in your political direction, they must be accurate. right?
But, if they lean in the opposite direction, they must be wrong... right?
Some polls reflect undying support for Trump, even if he's convicted on any of the charges, while others are showing that maybe less people are willing to vote for someone because they are tired of the daily back and forth 6 articles a day.
Come to your senses people... envision what 4 years of 'Vendetta in Chief' would be like and after the laws are changed for 'President for life' it will be too late.
Are you afraid to think about that?
Trump Mug Shot
Well here it is. A moment in history. How will all this turn out? Very badly for the Democrats in my opinion. But we shall see. Be careful what you wish for. Be careful for the precedents you set. For be careful they may come back to hit you in the áss.
"I am your retribution" - Donald Trump
"I am your retribution" - Donald Trump
EDELWEISS - Vol. I: The ALGORHYTHM - Beginning [II]
EDELWEISS
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- Chapter I:
The ALGORHYTHM
( - )
Beginning
“I know the feeling of being alive. Divisions of glimpses within what is Reality. I have known what means to be dead whilst alive, or to have the impression of living whilst actually dying. I have been acquainted with the feeling of illness in a world in which there is no cure, except Reality. But to embrace such a Reality which surpasses human knowledge, - what price, must be paid, really?! With what price, comes such an insight, so deep that you could not even find whom to share it with, or… if there would be someone, to make an equation like one in a billion?! To what range and to what extent, the radius of circle, could expand, in further developing a spherical ensemble?! So alike, when you reach to a point in which understanding must be acquired in order to survive, but so cruel, so harsh, to realize, finally, that a dot – a simple dot, in time and space, becomes pointless if no meaning, if no reason, for its origin. For either the world is too big enough, either, it becomes smaller and smaller. Like the common saying with “nobody knows the truth because the truth is that nobody knows what truth really is” – but that is merely, an illusion of knowing, for this is particularity of how one perceives the notions. Within all these, Reality was, is and will be the same. One can not deny what’s obvious, without to live with the consequences of its own denial, and so forth, one can see, hear or feel whatever finds suitable, to its own benefit, without being concerned with what’s really going on far of its comfort zone, although will come the time to face everything when less expected, or just dealing with the facts at the right moment of time, in comprehension of Reality and its own role…
The world looks different, in times of being alive. I’m asking myself: does really the parameters of life change the way one feels?! That’s because… there are, at some point, special circumstances, in which one, aware or not, finds it way back. Or, were my personal impressions?!.. No, that can’t be right. I can distinguish, within illusions, from time to time. The little I may know, but that’s enough. I ask, finally: what difference is found in one eye looking to the world, in one ear hearing in what consists the world, in one’s heart in order to perceive within the world?..”
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- Shall be continued…
2022 © Th3Mirr0r
EDELWEISS - Vol. I/Chapter I: The ALGORHYTHM
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- Chapter I:
The ALGORHYTHM
( - )
Beginning
“I know the feeling of being alive. Divisions of glimpses within what is Reality. I have known what means to be dead whilst alive, or to have the impression of living whilst actually dying. I have been acquainted with the feeling of illness in a world in which there is no cure, except Reality. But to embrace such a Reality which surpasses human knowledge, - what price, must be paid, really?! With what price, comes such an insight, so deep that you could not even find whom to share it with, or… if there would be someone, to make an equation like one in a billion?! To what range and to what extent, the radius of circle, could expand, in further developing a spherical ensemble?! So alike, when you reach to a point in which understanding must be acquired in order to survive, but so cruel, so harsh, to realize, finally, that a dot – a simple dot, in time and space, becomes pointless if no meaning, if no reason, for its origin. For either the world is too big enough, either, it becomes smaller and smaller. Like the common saying with “nobody knows the truth because the truth is that nobody knows what truth really is” – but that is merely, an illusion of knowing, for this is particularity of how one perceives the notions. Within all these, Reality was, is and will be the same. One can not deny what’s obvious, without to live with the consequences of its own denial, and so forth, one can see, hear or feel whatever finds suitable, to its own benefit, without being concerned with what’s really going on far of its comfort zone, although will come the time to face everything when less expected, or just dealing with the facts at the right moment of time, in comprehension of Reality and its own role…
The world looks different, in times of being alive. I’m asking myself: does really the parameters of life change the way one feels?! That’s because… there are, at some point, special circumstances, in which one, aware or not, finds it way back. Or, were my personal impressions?!.. No, that can’t be right. I can distinguish, within illusions, from time to time. The little I may know, but that’s enough. I ask, finally: what difference is found in one eye looking to the world, in one ear hearing in what consists the world, in one’s heart in order to perceive within the world?..”
[ … ]
- Shall be continued…
2022 © Th3Mirr0r
EDELWEISS - Vol. I/Chapter I: The ALGORHYTHM
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Fixing a hole where the FEDS got in...
My (older) brother was an avid reader. Me... not so much. I watched TV and listened to music. Actually, my dad started it with records of his era and we where allowed to listen to any music we wanted. Back to my brother... he had a weird sense of humor and often bought MAD Magazine. If you grew up in America, MAD Magazine had a little of everything they thought would be entertaining. Cartoons and sick jokes especially.
I remember they did "Sung to the tune of" parody submissions where they changed the lyrics to something funny. This was a generation before Weird Al Yankovic got started.
I've done a few musical blogs about 'getting the lyrics wrong' to a few songs.
The example was Jimi Hendrix "Excuse me, while I kiss the sky" and some think he sang "Excuse me while I kiss this guy" Another example was Creedence Clearwater Revival's song Bad Mood Rising "There's a bad moon on the right" my brother's college friends would (intentionally) sing "There's a bathroom on the right"
So, essentially we understood the difference in not knowing the lyrics and changing the lyrics a parody.
The past few months have been busy for the judicial system with 4 indictments for 'Trump and friends' and I see Mark Meadows is resisting a surrender, trying to take his case to Federal Court. Rudy Giuliani surrendered and is out on $150,000 bail. It's reported Trump is going to do a telethon or 'Go-Fund-Me' to raise money for Rudy's legal expense.
Yuscil Taveras was Trump's IT computer guy, a key witness in the Mar-a-Lago documents case was requested to delete the part of the incriminating security footage... basically 'fixing a hole' where the feds got in.
That's my idea for a new parody song, sung to the Beatles FIXING A HOLE off the Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band album.
He's fixing a hole where the FEDS got in.
'Catchy' melody... I like it!
I remember they did "Sung to the tune of" parody submissions where they changed the lyrics to something funny. This was a generation before Weird Al Yankovic got started.
I've done a few musical blogs about 'getting the lyrics wrong' to a few songs.
The example was Jimi Hendrix "Excuse me, while I kiss the sky" and some think he sang "Excuse me while I kiss this guy" Another example was Creedence Clearwater Revival's song Bad Mood Rising "There's a bad moon on the right" my brother's college friends would (intentionally) sing "There's a bathroom on the right"
So, essentially we understood the difference in not knowing the lyrics and changing the lyrics a parody.
The past few months have been busy for the judicial system with 4 indictments for 'Trump and friends' and I see Mark Meadows is resisting a surrender, trying to take his case to Federal Court. Rudy Giuliani surrendered and is out on $150,000 bail. It's reported Trump is going to do a telethon or 'Go-Fund-Me' to raise money for Rudy's legal expense.
Yuscil Taveras was Trump's IT computer guy, a key witness in the Mar-a-Lago documents case was requested to delete the part of the incriminating security footage... basically 'fixing a hole' where the feds got in.
That's my idea for a new parody song, sung to the Beatles FIXING A HOLE off the Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band album.
He's fixing a hole where the FEDS got in.
'Catchy' melody... I like it!
EDELWEISS - Vol. I: The ALGORHYTHM - Beginning [I]
EDELWEISS
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- Chapter I:
The ALGORHYTHM
( - )
Beginning
“I have my own sins, for which I pay a heavy price. However, with the little of humanity that’s left inside me, I still walk forward on this path of life. My trials, awaits me, with each step moving further. From everything, I’m learning. I am.. indeed, a student of life…
It came the day when I decided to write again, after a long break of about two years. There were times when to ask myself what was the purpose of all I’ve done, along time, through art, oscillating between this ruthless world in which I was born, and the beauteousness of the clouds above, always reminding me of something beyond. Were times in which to see the nothingness of this world, all what is Vanity, truly, a glimpse of it, to have seen it. It is beyond my comprehension, what is really happening, and even my faith, oscillates, being inclined to just go with the flow, to a neverending road to nowhere.. or, better said, to loose myself into a world in which everything what is holy be forgotten, everything what adheres to a belief, to be just a fairytale or a reason of mockery, or.. to just take the same paths on which the entire world seen as a whole walks on – even if that means to go straight to the same cliff, blind folded, deaf and with no humanity left, and just make the step over the cliff; but that would not be easy, as inside me there is always a fight, as watching beyond all these, to have distinguished just my weaknesses, or inability to deal with the fact that truth is Truth – relevant to a cause, while an imagined truth or altered perception is just something particular, upon the orientation of a person in what this world has to offer, or upon what he or she had acquired, along its path, through experiences, or any other factors which intervene, modifying the parameters of its life.
I should leave all these behind. It is time to wake up again, and live, anchored in Reality. It is indeed, something beyond all these. I do not wish to deny what’s obvious: I am alive. There is still, a little of humanity left inside me, and that is something which this world, or these interactions with the world, could not destroy…”
[ … ]
- Shall be continued…
2022 © Th3Mirr0r
EDELWEISS - Vol. I/Chapter I: The ALGORHYTHM
***
- Chapter I:
The ALGORHYTHM
( - )
Beginning
“I have my own sins, for which I pay a heavy price. However, with the little of humanity that’s left inside me, I still walk forward on this path of life. My trials, awaits me, with each step moving further. From everything, I’m learning. I am.. indeed, a student of life…
It came the day when I decided to write again, after a long break of about two years. There were times when to ask myself what was the purpose of all I’ve done, along time, through art, oscillating between this ruthless world in which I was born, and the beauteousness of the clouds above, always reminding me of something beyond. Were times in which to see the nothingness of this world, all what is Vanity, truly, a glimpse of it, to have seen it. It is beyond my comprehension, what is really happening, and even my faith, oscillates, being inclined to just go with the flow, to a neverending road to nowhere.. or, better said, to loose myself into a world in which everything what is holy be forgotten, everything what adheres to a belief, to be just a fairytale or a reason of mockery, or.. to just take the same paths on which the entire world seen as a whole walks on – even if that means to go straight to the same cliff, blind folded, deaf and with no humanity left, and just make the step over the cliff; but that would not be easy, as inside me there is always a fight, as watching beyond all these, to have distinguished just my weaknesses, or inability to deal with the fact that truth is Truth – relevant to a cause, while an imagined truth or altered perception is just something particular, upon the orientation of a person in what this world has to offer, or upon what he or she had acquired, along its path, through experiences, or any other factors which intervene, modifying the parameters of its life.
I should leave all these behind. It is time to wake up again, and live, anchored in Reality. It is indeed, something beyond all these. I do not wish to deny what’s obvious: I am alive. There is still, a little of humanity left inside me, and that is something which this world, or these interactions with the world, could not destroy…”
[ … ]
- Shall be continued…
2022 © Th3Mirr0r
EDELWEISS - Vol. I/Chapter I: The ALGORHYTHM
God know before you know
Many unbelievers think they know better than God the things in life, so they think God is wrong or find reasons to not believe in God.so they are misleaded and deceived from evil.
God know all things before anyone know something.
So don,t be misleaded from evil, but believe and obey God and you will be saved.
So repent of your sins and improve and you will be saved one day.
Repent and improve daily .
God is Good and is Love ,so you need love God with all heart..,and love your neighbours as yourself.
Read bible and pray daily.
God bless.
God know all things before anyone know something.
So don,t be misleaded from evil, but believe and obey God and you will be saved.
So repent of your sins and improve and you will be saved one day.
Repent and improve daily .
God is Good and is Love ,so you need love God with all heart..,and love your neighbours as yourself.
Read bible and pray daily.
God bless.
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