My dooo experience

 

This to me from them

 An apple a day keeps the doctor away.

How is me doing

 Society that workers in the evil furnaces against me.

Ft

 

Close Range Proximity War

The war devastation kit originates from this house, and everything local through here DM. Others who assist log/Wes terror coming here is the red queen tactic adapted by maids white and black. Get the husband of the wesrn assailant here, and close the invasion, end of life, red queen terror. 

Situation Zero

Red queen dominates this world. No one is in denial of such problems in life, just one after another. Where do we go now, that this map has no space left in it, everyone is covered up. I'm the App called cks/utx-gm0. Now the game is ubiquitous, and I'm the show that isn't great it is a gm, called Rt in the real world. Other times when I start coming here, I turn out to be BBC. I have broadcast this local life or game, then the eventuality, that watching the movie made of the same broadcast, that I was trying to make. 

Syria Is Real, Where The World Began

It is the [Sir12KnmHre-->Log] , the destructor, for everything that was ever created, by the orchestrators called Sir. That is the Haye, the hate, which causes the eventuality, leading to our down fall, and we slowly die never recover from it, it is also the red queen syndrome. What we call reality nature and we getting lost here.

For me ઉત્તર પ્રદેશ, is that reality, called Dioom, Activision, id software, YouTube. Facebook is the game I have to play, to survive my mother land, that has become log for me, even a high race. Everything is offline here. Until that mishap occurs, only then these people will get money. So that is how it has happened, and it will happen again. 

After All Have Arrived

The mishaps, the end of life incidents, that Rt was keeping in internet or TV, is now real for me here, nothing works now, everything is now Haye for. This is the start of a long journey, inside the real world, Syria, because I and my jealous keeper both have to die here. This single incident, of end of life, after people have come, is now being Rt, and I broadcast it into the world, reporting daily accounts, of survival, as everyone has turned into some death by the Wes, through Syria. The Wes are no longer elusive, they were the bad people, wanting come, or get me here, both way I die. I must broadcast now, to people outside Syria, outside other arrogant keepers, who would give me refuge, until their people come, and keep looking for another arrogant, who is new, his lair is not destroying itself yet. 

Members Of This House

Outside, the world is huge infinite, all high race people who are arrogant and want to kill with हाय. So, we bring them here daily, as the dad, who opens the gate, then housekeeping maid or log, then nato/mom maid chef1, later india maid chef 2.
That's the daily arrival and departure of people, other than that newspaper, gardener, engineer, water, gas. On an yearly basis uncle is diwali, winter is two and mik.
My blog brings them here daily, and makes them leave. The mishap thus the money through that stays on TV, watching Rt. When mishap gets very close to like life in Syria, coming here can be hazardous, as everyone is here. Not everyone is friendly, thus I come out of here as BBC

The Well

There is this mythical place, deep underground, from earth, where unholy spirits live, they are all evil hatred for everything living. How they come to us, through the mortal lure, of a TV show, fake news, called R24. When they cover up, the geographic distribution becomes The Wes, France, how it comes to us through, Russia, the high race, white people. They distribute this hatred into the world through Russia-Today. Broadcasting this hatred all over the world, via Syria, Levant. Iran, the end of world scenario, which emits the red queen syndrome for all of us humans, mortals. They cause the mishap, end of life, for each of us, then people come, bloody red, black, from that underworld, looking like social cities, from a time forgone, long ago, our ancestors 60-80 years old. Gothic sacred, strangers, public of some nation.