A Woman On Trial

"Miss...you are continually crying we are Aryan...?"

"Yes, I am. Because he is the sweetest pie.""

"You say we are Aryan Fall...are you in any way fascist?"

She squealed.

"Also. You cry he hath the light...is this well? The Aryan talk, that will give you fell..."

"My sire is King, he is Aryan God..."

"Miss. We are going to fell...goodbye..."

I know when they fall because I encounter demons.

"You!! I told you to call me quick whenever something like this happens!!! YOU HAVE TO TELL ME WHEN YOU FALL!!!"

"YOU BASTARD JEWS!! LEAVE HER!! YES!! LET HER CALL ME ARYAN BOY!!! IF THIS IS CASTE SYSTEM, SHE MEANS KINGS!! NEVER FALL WOMEN!! WE ARE THE HOLY TRIBE!!"

...Our babies call;

"Mummy, we are on our way to school, say Grace!! So we have a good day..."

I just lay there on the bed..."I don't know Grace...God, say Grace....(we say Grace)...go...have a good day."...I turn round to cry in the pillow..."Mummy?!! They say grace! But I don't know grace?? I came up with that idea when I was seven??? Why do they make me think the demons will kill the babies??? I have to go..."

I say: "What men can I call when they kill us?? I don't think I have any brothers...Mohammed? Then I will call Mohammed...we are to take the sword?, I tell them that, but they say No...Please save this family...I don't want Mohammed to think I'm bed...I cry to you all the time..."

Demons climbed into the bed, she was still in fall, Mohammed killed them...

Even the woman on the staff has to die, I let her look at a jewish girl, by mistake, and heard her cry sick want...I will never see a problem if these infidels die, I think it will bring Peace to the World.

More weeping, the Matishi's called...they are being killed by human men that appeared on Emelbert, I think I forgave them too well...How is it possible they were sent to another planet and not to Hell? Also, the monsters, the 'Dabalien' I made those, they have no soul, but they have spaceships, there is an intergalactic war between them and the men of Planet Jesus, I drove ships into the sun, what if they were human ships?? I prayed quickly, which is a kind of roar, consisting of one sentence, of what I exactly need...Does making these things, planets, stars, animals make me a Demi-God?? I call God, by resting my head on a table, and asking one question at a time... "Were they Dabalien ships?"... "Yes they were..." Every Daablien died. We have won the War...somethings a bit odd about this...More Sorrow. How did these men appear on Emelbert?? In sleep? Wouldn't God see that was stupid???

I called the german girls, three of them are still alive, talk was a bit rudey, and then:

"You remember when we met I said you looked too furry?? because your eyes are like funny fur! But then, I said, but I want and you laughed, I'm glad you laughed because I saw you love..."

"And you!! The babies were sick!! They saw you in that murderer, so I cried and cried, and because you ran, we are well..."

"Do you vant to sigh? That naughty ---- was a vassy killer..."

"The babies see you in Him, and they sleep...Good vant, good sleep..."

"The babies were sooooo blonde, I vas God!!!"

Poleskaantine

I have joined a new religion;

The Poleskaatine, it means; Polly Loves Thee.

It is a funny religion, it is rock,

the rules are;

rock. be Jesus. Love. Have delirious.

She is histronic, she's weeping on the sofa, sleeping in the kitchen, shaking under the table.

My real name is;

Lucifer!

Men wrote the Neon Bible, it was a dialogue on the evil of war. She had a black night, the night meant to her, Death. She revelled in the night. It were left. We wanted everyone height. I rmbled in the death, was it the storm? To reply like a Pollykat;

"Yed!" I'm dead.

Yed, we have luck, we want gain. Our luck is blame, you Amorelian, Took!

Eberok is the language of the Gods. Took, means want...they reply in english. Bonk; Look!! Bonk, bonk...erkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!

Ya time, eman eradok, evrog;(love)Hashem,(Be shy!!)

Love and Be Shy!!

One guy hollered; ""I want God!"

"Hashem."

The Polly rules are;

"You sog!" Keep me in life. Want a bride.

The Rats!

I want to hope;

Dadoichzlig; TheDeathStar; They call it Emelbert, It is inhabited by men who evolved from rats, I know an english girl in the mental hospital who married an Emelbertian, she looked at him because he came to greet me, and she fell in love, "You are beautiful!" He has thick dark hair, he looks human, but he has black all over eyes, no pupils....

Look at the way we want, desire crystal shooting upwards through the death of a star, i want to see; we were happy, look where the flow, exempt!...look where theflow, i wanted her...god...we seek love...you looked too dot...special bed;

Is His;

chicooti baby...'caroot' is a cat, catrat,

I look at her weeping, smell, the sofa was youth i looked hopeful i touched the sides of my face and pulled my hair and giggled
"The ratmen came from my foot, like a thing! a disgusting thing! yet, this foot is light, it says, YOU are Special to this foot! A thing! that evolved! this thing that came from a broken foot, was a thing that evolved from a thing..."(she looks god)
sweet kitchen, don't think of him, he says; "i am not a thing!"

"And we Earthmen are monkeys!! we came from the caroot (cat) too! and even further back the mammals the rats, so we are thing because we are rats!!! You are like a thing, that evolved!!"

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Sleep, happy, lover,

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look at the sofa see her love, it was not youthful, but it wasnt the word you were looking for, and yes it was, she, my hair tickles her belly, because i am still speaking in 'Matushers' they call god men, wine, wine, they say;

"piddle trousers! look at your foot here! you love me! love me! we're here!!"

That's why I was, to evolve from a rat foot is yukk---- she whispers, I'm looking at God...

when i sat in that room i felt well, she did what my dream wanted, she almost touched my leg, here hand was smaller this time, and very white bone, it jumped like tickle piano, we played chess, she beat me, we played again, she won, i said beauty, genius...

"Nu, nu, nu!"...move that caroot out of the way, a tickle cat, white and black...she has long skirt, she is a youthful genius, everything has turned the colour purple..."Nu, nu,nu!"

I love the cat, now, I appreciate the cat, it's black and white...I read Elvin Lore, Appendix of Lord Of The Rings, MiddleEarth Elmethelbreth, can hear my love, I see a man, resting on marble overlooking the forest, a man from Rohan, dressed in black jerkin, a sword on the floor, (I am Elder); "She is on Earth with her fair lady, they have married, we fare well..." kissing, cuddling, and she reads a book of Chess, says; "Look! my son studies this and is soul..." we are opposite on leather chairs, I leaned away from and with my head on her belly, tickled her with my hair, and flicked through the giant book, nu....

I'm looking at you, and I'm right, I feel you, I know we're height, height meant;

We've admitted Love..."I want her love..." We are happy in love.

I looked through the bed and I see a little dead, like...we didn't bed, like...i'm better in her...I am a little crazy, i'm staring at the chessboard; "I am not a thing!" makes me giggle, i repeat;

"I'm not a thing! I'm not a thing!!"

er, dah, dah, giggle, dah, dah, juicy man we giggle, the sea is split! the rhyme! everywhere, we've split! look at the stars, crystal light is scars, give me curtains, tweed roses, heavy shaped curtains, all is dark in golden light, like oranges, roses like oranges, the seas are Jesus, the skies split! when you looked at her you were led, you said lead me...you look a little stunned, you feel she is laughing, she looks at you and begs;

"Look at me! Look at me!"

you love being cats.

She feels, and you look weak, you feel silly, your little sweat is meekel, treacle!!