The mighty sheeple amass are waging a senseless yet active war against us, in every corners.
If we were to rate the quality of a city, one key criteria would be the number of zigzag of streets, and number of corridors with unknown (unfully known or clear) interests.
This sheeple disease, is against nature, against us, and againt itself, nothing but an brew of hate, jealousy & incoherency.
It is effectively the KCF energy and other privileges (their wellnourishments) we fighting, than the vile zerg themselves.
Their moves and drama decisions in particular are piloted not by logic induction or strategic thoughts, doesn't come from observations but rather directly by a child-level module: the vile organs so to speak.
The zerg members like to offer our guys ineffective strategies.
The zergs could launch at odd timings which otherwise we romantic virtue fellows would be considerable as treason and self-damaging to do: usually in the middle or during framework of an activity or a session.
Troublesome this becames to generally directly handle as the english lesson Roothenchild opened for this vile cancer persisted to be a tremendous freebie.
Zergs often describe something to us directed by none other than its autopilot vile command modules (organs) that is a slight dissapointment as something of monumental disaster and miserable. This vile pecking deals more infliction than regular genius logic induction yields to. This violence falls under the category of passive-aggression, are death threats well knitted under natural commentations. Slightly distant across, the zergs abuse their police protection as a weapon in these cases.
The mighty sheeple pazi gang members (7-billion member across the world) also attempt at delaying our folks, putting them behind, letting them idle, put in stasis and such. Through a combination of delay, misinfo, short-squeeze, vile peckings here and there, things can get rather difficult upon a certain stack.
Truly is life amazing that there does comes a Chosen One whom has decoded the entire zerg desmologies, so to speak.
We should continue to work on this vicious war lunged by the mighty slime zergs. Unlike the prominent figures such as Churchill whom took life the realism road, we shall match that with the zergs: whom are sur-real-realism-ers so to speak. As afterall, today we see little ghost of Churchill, while zergs somehow still here, in fair large presence as well without counting Roothenchild's magnifications and boosts (additions).
The commoner peasants who show no signs of a pazi-aggro zerg we should also not spare, as in short: their general politeness are seemingly, and come from their self-feeding ego activity, in the least corners.
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