There are different theories of Justice? O, a the goddess Athene persuaded the Furies to abandon their pursuit. The true civilization began... suites. Pierre NARCISSE Guerin has a painting "Clytemnestra and Aeghistus Hesitating Before Killing Agamemnon,: (1817) I still like books with pictures in them. It's more interesting. The ideas are out there to assimilate/shun.

W/me make the decision what we choose for us.

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Fear and terror accompany the justice system,

and in order to make citizens respect the law?

Hmm.

The justice system turns on their own citizens.

State sponsored Terror v. Strike Out At Critics.

Bad weird,

IMHO. Sad.

same same.

Agamemmon was slain, but Not as a hero. In bed.

What heinous criminals would murder, lie, bomb?

The old foul spirits feed humans vengeance. BRIBE.

YUP. The scribes are promised a job in LIE politics.

GED? It's fun thinking, yearning, with others at UT.

The weird days are sick.

I was 'touches' by an Hasidic.

The saying is Not unwise. Ya.

*If a human being does Not

Judge him/herself, Oy Whoa.

But all things Judge 'Him' and

Become messengers of Gods.

*

*Che Pasa. What is Happening?

It's Justice. A relation to Virtue.

A question that's hard to explicate, and if Ya born under a Libra sign, so it's wise to be No too "out there" into astrology. However, it's NOT a bad idea to continually chastise my own silly. And a sense of potential imbalance, and tend 'it' like a wound. It's to react to Life. Right action. And risk blindness? A lone version, a autonomy, a walk along Lie's allegory. Everyone has a version of `What is happening. It's not to rely on planetary influences and 'our' bosses pressures, and mentality.Toads who squat? Oh, "Oh"... Who wants to rectify Self? My silly Self gets into a lot of Trouble. Maybe 'it' a psychic specificity? A relative lopsidedness? A search for balance, and a wish to believe in Justice.. The question for me is..."Who to obey?" It really is important to Listen to a inner 'soul'?

A mysterious something within... huh?

A GI P- 38 weights what? A war poncho 2.4 lbs.

A sould in the middle of a Justice scale? a feather?

C.P. ( K.P. ) You wash the pie down with prune juice.

No wash the blueberry pie plate in the indoor Spring.

Joseph Conrad wrote:`The writer appeals to the part of our being which is not dependent on wisdom....

He/She will speak to our capacity for delight and wonder,

to the senses of mystery surrounding our [mundane] lives.

To our pity,

Beauty, Pain.

The consensus is that in a short time the pro-war mongers become dumb.

They lose the capacity to speak with one iota of intelligible jibber jabber.

They become known throughout history as bona fide delusionally deaf.

Then, they sign-language for intervening help from the blind therapist.

On Christmas and Easter they congregate at DC's KFC and cluck as ducks.

The costume they wear each day to work and play can Not conceal insanity.

~

You can tell something about a person by the reading materials.

Notice what books are stacked next to the favorite reading chair.

Lawyers have a pile of Mad, Home Journals, and porn magazines.

The pile of reading literature is stacked 6' high next to the toilets.

~

People who premeditate violence are dead within.

They become as pathological as any ill skin heads.

Listen to a military creep who justifies the "surge".

To try to relive true moral guilt they smoke a Kool.

In a wretched lifetime they calculate 100,000 cigs.

The claim to fame was when tiny juggling toddlers.

'Um boast into adulthood they juggle 2- meatballs.

~

Jebbie was staring at his own winking reflection in the indoor flush Spring.

Then he was entranced how beautiful he thought readers may think he was?

Then he remember what his last partner said:`There are dangers in daily life.

Sometimes males may witness a image that transform one? Hard stone statue!

Jebbie decided he wanted to remain softer. Jebbie went outside to snore in snow.

It made no sense at all in my head. You are being nice, RMP.

RPM, Maybe for fun, go visit DC and plug up street potholes.

Invite the Capital Hill cronies. Crook can join you and splash.

What crooked augurs. They drool slobber and fill up potholes.

O After Christmas they pour hot Tobasco sauce on their head.

O the tiny dupe is silly red as a skinny chilly pepper. huh. Tsk.

~

Dirigo is watching an enchanting Lady bathing her feet in a garden golf fish pond. It's the idle and frigid cold December. All extreme lust for women isn't in season when the weather is snowy.

Dirigo gazes and begins to scratch as if bit by a tsetse fly. Dirigo snoozes off . He has a fantasy of Springtime.

Dirigo wonders? Hard?

The paralytic is a stiff?

Dirigo isn't dissatisfied.

RMP no like a tiny porpoise.

Pills give permanent boners?

Neocon's date RMP & Dirigo?

I hear they shake the elbow.

Up and down all day in bed.

Dirigo remembers madness.

RMP isa suffering blindness?

RMP had a 20' plastic boner?

Dirigo takes serious actions.

He runs to plunge in a pool.

Swelling that big transports?

Dirigo knows passion is ruin.

RMP doom is no 20' rubber?

Dirigo No want any fun? No!

Dirigo do a belly flop to cool.

RMP?`No wise to take Viagra?

Viagra makes Dirigo goofiest.

RMP dives feet first in a pool.

He gets a Christmas present.

Better than flop in a pothole.

DC's politico take pot Viagra.

May silly comments be a sin?

Dirigo? Let's sure hope it's so?

That this is vile and off topic.

Sins like this hurt UT's image.

Jesus say O My Mother Mercy.

Say Hail Mary mei culpa cool.

Soak toe in warm Commode.

Use a indoor flushing Spring.

Try to go to bed alone. okay.