A 1-budha -prose by cauchy3

A 1-buddha

To dispose eagle with doctrines of Buddhists, Buddha sacrifice his fleshes to eagle for meal. They are unbidden laws of loves and justices. But all of it is fiction in pertinence to the holly might of Gods.

Religious top peoples:-our Buddha try to dispose our spirits with dignities and such control our behaviours. Some even wash our brain by giving us some emotions that are full of laws.

In this way we may suffer with no complains. Orders are firm as steels. One leaf on steel is lead to hearts but not heaven. But could we forget the happiness of the world. We have many girls and hooters who dance in charms.

The grace of loves is never demonetised. Elegant styles when ride on horses as weakness for horses. Affairs are between big spenders and romantic girls. The weakness to both sides is our clays as for base of loves and libidos.

The acts of ceremonial introductions are all with fruits and meats. We patch up our worlds with egalitarianism. But we are all eager eagles in our libidos. If the whole of all is metaphor to a pie then Buddha got no cakes to send to us.

All more words they just teach us to how to deliverance with his body of half dead. So eagle fly on sky and peoples ring on bells. By the ways what is wrong of sexologies. WE are just eggs and sperms WE are from some tints,

No soul would be sold. Ones who sold would be two shows. One would be justices and the other intimacy. Ok buy it. I promise it is good. You have get very good chances. Some of our chances are lots and promising. We have our chances in educations and jobs.

If we have keen minds and great brain weaves we may success very son. Our starts of lives are some white pictures. Whether it is paints with defacements or very graceful or splendid images will depend on external worlds in some ways. But most of all we have interior families like the supports to president by interior cabinets.

But the president may be our father. WE are some rise up candidates at the very first. If there are burial grounds on heaven then you will be rise to it by Buddhists. I am glad I still live on earth with some comforts and is trying to struggle to touch down on some grounds. Although I own only a very little I still one

Your jackets and lives are laced in strait. Or your skirts always lose in winds when are flattered. All lives are flawed arts. At les you would die one day. No evil to animals in lairs or you do not cheat peoples that are alive. How high is heaven and how low is the base of all substances. WE choose to live in elegance but that are non-ceased fears. Our fears are abstracted. So our crackers go into skies. This is science. And there are superstitions.

There might be no heaven in all many dimensions that exit. Or we call it spaces that shared by many creatures. The terrace may live some colonialism with clever organs. If we are not human race who need preys and if we are not offenders to each other under the reasons of our given natures we then are on one heart

If we are robotics with programs that are good rules that are absolute. If we are in one heart we may not go into extinction in short times. I mean all of us besides pinko.

Some dreams of a holder in sky that hold you up. This is the deliverance of a brave man. So mean creatures know how to wet in dens. So I agree that many Buddhists have wisdoms.

Some men use very fine microscopes in deans. Some are dancers in days but sleepers to many others in night. Do you get them right to dance for moneys or do you get them wrong to dance on stars.

As a matter of facts many duties are good to forsaken. But who give us foods and protections. This is the blood of soldiers with their made used arms. We are bounded to live under forces and by forces. Even a bird offends the great God in our tale. This is the reason for the origins of the tale. The contents are in our brains. Our tales are in arrives. How about you very great rebel-people? Just remember me cauchy3! .