Opinion 108

All surviving thiefs got their specialities and traits.

Some did it via pure luck and chances.  Though those may not look that way.

The skunk got their unique biological defence system.

While some most rodundant uncreatures managed to remain their worthless existence by being worthless: absolute give zero experience whatsoever in tackling them: cost too heavy, and casts burden to the mind.

Ours many cheer messages are specifically for 

combatting dege and hateling vapors from coming

through, spreading or founded a landing spot, than

for the usual reason of to speak to the allies.

(wordswap here was made on purpose)

There ich le very good reason for that.

They wanna take lions' position, and

are psychotically wrapped in their twisted

de or un-visions.  The virus of planet don't

respect big cats.  Keeps using their shopping mall

and luckified goods as sign of their validity: traits of 

a complete doodentmic (invented word; for decorational purpose

only, newly invented on the spot) psycho.

They ought to one day read a newspaper informing

them that the psychopaths always have better

reasoning and perfect logic.  This may pull them

away from their delusions a lil bit probably.

Repeatedly the powers granted from the tomes (tombs)

of knowledges are senselessly somehow regarded by

these OCD stuck-up amino acid short maniacs as

proof of their worth to play grand world editor, or were

it thoughts that ran, or some spasm kneejerk reaction.

Everyone in the woods knows taking a hard

task such as managing the world is quite

closely similar to cooking a meal, or more so

doing chemistry: without responsible conduct,

more hazard than benefits.  Pandas know not to try,

which get regarded as they can't handle, or even:

they don't know chemistry.

If humbleness of others get regarded as weakness,

and strength of others get regarded as threat,

then there is no way of communication with these

virus beings other than: through methods of pain,

a remaining language which they seem to understand.

There seem to be now

this division, a clear contrast

between the mixed martial arts

fans and the "gaming" communities

in general (on average).  The later

had been often regarded as not the

weaker version of the martial arts fans

but a total different seperate humanoid

specie which newly arrived since 1990s.

Those nazified poor-healthed cretinlings

overfed thanks to roothenchild never-maintained

and highly dysfunctionized social policies will

stand there, be more legitimate and surely never

attacked anyone right there while more society problem

caused, appears, and surely would be none of their doings

or responsibilities, as mouthly daringly police-protection wieldingly

these hideous sub-entities would claim.

One problem is ties with the next one.

To heal this land, a total rejuvation would do, while

fixing individual components would have the same issue

re-appear the next day.  

The reappearance would be like as if neighboring chained

problems unheal the problem fixed (right afterwards) back.

Simutaneously, one social problem

is a symptom of its fellow others.

From Warcraft III, we've learned that there

are two kinds of humans: ones who understand

binary, ok not this one.

Mediocrists or the authentics.  The weaker performaner

tend to be rather equipped with slimey 'tactics' more often

than not.  And usually resort to cheap gimmiks via distant routings.

Yet in every step rather hate-filled-a-ly maintain the claim

that they are identical, super angelic, and are just 'weak":

makes one ask: what's their real attention/intention.

We also learned that the magnitude of aggression from

these seemingly 'small guys' are just as big: hate-filled 

aggression, echoing the line: small cretin hatelings,

and noble big elephantes.

Besides being viruses, their ill-un-behavior

had registered them to be psychopaths: as

which other normal creature would weaponize

the absolute charity they have obtained and really

some how, somehow could think it was earned by them,

thus providing them the reasonable grounds by thiefs' (sunken low) standard(s)

as well: to enbattle the people ferociously, as if had stolen in abundance ever

from these worthless broodling mistakes, and birth defect

urchins.

Currently, by year 15 plus 2 thousand, many large

software interactive entertainment companies operate

or survive by reducing their own freedoms and rights,

at same time gathering profits (incomes) solely or mainly

from the bottom tier cultured (evading the word, manuavered

around educated, intelligent or low here purposely) class.

This type of 'economy' only works with a shutdown and

inhumane to the extra-un-ordinary amount (un)treatment

of the entire upper (nobility) class.  The upper platform of 

the newer generations had been tied by digits and disorderly

abnormal codes with the 'everybody else'.  Entire networks 

were nerver formed (seeded) nor matured (nurchered).  The

flow of tradegoods routes around the lower tier cultured class

so to speak, though brings them no boosts in any amount.

In terms of grand design masteries of economics:

without leverages and bearings, the balance of

such a lever-less irrigation route would always land

in the snowball favortism of one of the 4 corners

of the indivisible square quartile (or box). 

Nothing can balance life with a simple base-ten

numberal system no matter distributed how "equally",

or "masterfully", wonderfully nor "imperically".  It is simply

impossible – and that 'system' would be not base-ten, rather:

baseless.

As often come to observerence, many

of the newer generation (90s generation)

simply come to v!deo games just to hack,

to do some type or untype of cheating.

They do this religiously, because as we discovered,

they sorta owe their current life which they preceive

as normal and satisfactory entirely to a loose thread

of cheating.

The use of hacks barely give them real-life ticket currency (evading the 

word monetary there) gains nor any status impressional boosts. So the inquiry

arises: how come they still do this, at the rate of preve-lence?

Turns out, they do this because in one of their broodling parent's memory,

so to speaka, the most fond red-eye experience was a cheating session.