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( -      A Wise quote    -)
                ( From )
( Saint Ryan Alexander Ruiz )
                


 "Listen to me Clementine Grimes , Fuckery is not an option , You call it 'Torture" a "Curse" An "Abomination"...But let me show you the truth...Let me open your eyes ,My dear beloved Dayzie...It's a duty , it's a job, it's a business , it's a responsibility , it's a lifetime hardwork , it's a diploma , it's a chore , it's a means of life hood , it's a pursuit for prosperity and hope , it's a journey , it's a career , it's an occupation  , it's a profession , it's a walk of life , it's a opening to englighment , it's a afair , it's a undertaking , it's a goal  , it's a concern , it's a commision , it is my passion ,My dream ,obsession , a role for me to take as my own self , it's a divine love for , it's a obligation , it's a requirement , it's the key to happiness , it's a good deed indeed...I Inherit the great and the greatest charisma and the biggest ego from my ancestors , to the Aztecan and Mayan gods ,It is a heavenly and delightful gift ,not a curse rather...A blessing ,My creativity is comparable to none...Therfore you shall not have any other  friends before me It is an abomination for i am a jealous friend...And for fucking to break the silence once and for all for final It fuckity fuck fucking is worth for worth fuckity fuck'in WORTH!...AND!...It is called...FUCKERY!...Dayzie Dixon." 






Wise quote from Ryan Alexander Ruiz.





From  Ryan Alexander Ruiz to Dayzie Dixon , Made with Fuckery and Friendship . - ♡
/4:07 2024 /March 14 /Thursday/14/3/2024/MMXXIV/Thursday no Meat/Strict fast/
☦︎``ΤΟ ΑΛΦΑ ΚΑΙ ΤΟ ΩΜΕΓΑ ΠΡΩΤΟ ΚΑΙ ΤΟ ΤΕΛΕΥΤΑΙΟ``☦︎
• ☦︎ St Benedict of Nursia Abbot 543
• ☦︎ St Thegnostus polítan of Moscow and Kiev 1353
• ☦︎ St Rostislav Michael Prince of Kiev 1167
• ☦︎ St Euschemon bishop of Lampsacus 9th C
• ☦︎ icon of the most holy Theotokos of St Thedore Feodoroskyvka 1613
• ☦︎ Martyr Estasius and his company at Carrhae Mesopotâmia 741

Начало жизни, это — утро Мая,
Ее конец — отравленный родник.
Предсмертным бурям вечности внимая,
Дух человека в ужасе поник.
В устах, ко лжи привыкших, сдавлен крик.
Позор паденья ярко понимая,
Ум видит алчных духов адский лик.
Тоска — везде — навек — тоска немая.
Могильным блеском вспыхнул серный зной,
И души, как листы цветов лесные,
Горят, — кипит, свистит пожар лесной.
И свод небес, как купол вырезной,
Не звездами заискрился впервые,
А гнилостью, насмешкой над весной.

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