In memory of EVH I would like to take this moment for the CSA to contemplation of the afterlife now more plausible and tangible adapting to the Covid world. The celebration of corporal existence is a blessing while dying and spectral existence is a
curse. I went to law school to learn sbout poetic justice having excelled at guitar without understanding the lyrics. Criminals seem to abide by poetic justice and the golden rule to marry and a prospective spouse may forego marriage with a rich person.
Cubans, Dominicans, and Haitians need to be retuributed mafia-style like Russia against their family in their home country like thugs because of the apologetic stance of anglos toward Cuba as a Cold War lost cause against Russia tempered by anchor
bigamist law enforcement. The capacity to surrender to death is a maximum of the hunger and corporal suffering that there is in the world. With the discovery of the universe to the ship, the spirits of the clouds in the sky are being disturbed and it
seems to me that life in the COVID world is related to this principle. For life I have been denied from fulfillment to bodily tastes but now I understand in respect of the dead, spectral life escapes. What is the tastes of the dead more than assembles of
witness. While we monk and hermit deny ourselves biological tastes, it is a training to perpetual life in the heaven of angels. This topic is about the COVID existence to deny partying as a dead outcast and it seems to me that he suffers from this life
of loneliness to testify to the advantages of the dead. I do not fear death more than prolonged pain but this is what exorcises the knowledge of God. At this late hour it must be learned that to live in the COVID world without approaching it is by the
exploration of the terrain of the spectra witnessed by astronauts that does not seem to the camera. Even necromancy invites and necrophilia to pornography dead machines of metal and electricity. This is the expense of the new world. I have a dark
marimbero neighbor from Santo Domingo who keeps twisting my knees and wrist so that I can't walk or play guitar. We understand that he is refusing to be a celebrity and that I want to celebrate his outcast Dominican children with a cobra bug. I won this
case in Cuba as the best witness, but I am finding out what the cause is to celebrate the love of Hispanics. It seems to me a religious theme for blacks, including white society and for their dead relatives who are destitute of the guerilla cerbita, the
whole mother.

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