Under the surface I felt  a trauma  like a scar, and suddenly appeared 300 million degrees celisius all over earth.. ‘we want saunta’ she said ‘we love your finlands Svenska genes.. (finnish swedish.. a special kind of brand, Finland (Fin-land) was long time a part of the Swedish empire.. they only talk Swedish and refuse to learn Suomi language and mostly marry among themselves.. they were the noble men of Fin-land..)

‘Stiff elle see’ I heard someone saying, trying to pull my beby into a honey trap, I though held her like a foxy lady in Jimmie Hendrix song.. ‘hey Joe..’ I screamed, ‘I am her husband,.. do not say Master, say Husband..’

‘den evigt fortgående konspirationen’ ‘en verklig tragedy pågår ad infinitum utan slut och utan lösning’ said Kjell Espmark..

”sen återstår bara det ändlösa förfallet’ the evil dreamt about, they did not believe in DD.. ’yamn mi din’

”you started acting differently when vampire fooled you  to keep your loved ones at a distance”,

“ died of heart attack suddenly.. Stefan did..”

There was only one answer in my eyes, tears , tears , tears , day and night, ”yaddi händer utplånar fjärran stränder” I thought as the tears wet the floor praying mat..

I thought about Jesus Christ not only Stefan.. “whom are you to cry for Stefan being stoned to death or Stefan for you” “first you stole his money – the persecution was the poverty ”yaddi händer utplånar fjärran stränder” I thought as the tears wet the floor praying mat..

The persecution WAS the poverty the party of the evil threatened with, – they wanted to steal your party – and the persecution WAS the poverty.. then when Stefan fell into zinah anyway, and did not receive the blessing of Yusuf Aleyhi Salam which Allah instructed – ‘when you are a slave at Zuleika – then throw yourself away at the very last moment… when you are a few millimeters from making it…’

And Yusuf asked to his Shaykh, ‘make it.. what does it mean..’

‘it means both do something and create at the same time.. – like When Ibrahim Aleyhi Salam heard God speak.. to him… ‘I am what I am’ And Ibrahim Aleyhi Salam, said: ‘Yaaa Allah! Show me how you create life…’

’take 4 birds ’ God said, unto Ibrahim Aleyhi Salam, ‘teach them to listen to the adhan of your name, then cut them  into pieces, place each one of them at a separate hill each one of them in the valley, the hills surrounding the valley on 4 sides, call them by their names, they will come flying to you in a haste..’

”ah..” Yusuf said relieved, ”I rather chose the prison life than that macheto threatening and a fruit.. I do not want to become a fucking fruit.. “ Yusuf said

”I rather poopa my party …” “Ah, then I have instructed you correctly” the Shaykh said, “you can not teach knowledge – since there has to be someone there to understand it, …” “now I know you are not a n  educated idiot, thank God” and with that he ended the conversation…

So Stephen did not receive the blessing – that mercy from God , whose proper noun is Allah, did not receive that blessing which the Hu says is the only way to reach Paradise.. and neither did the humans have mercy with him.. not strange – the only goal all this time  was to kill him.. the persecution was the poverty, and the poverty was the persecution.. He did not have the right Shaykh around – since he was in ISISrael, … Yusuf was in Egypt, it is always good to chose the better alternative.. but this was no chosing.. he had been dragged there after having  being thrown down into a deep dark well  (ddd it was like hell), “see some darkness honey” he had heard a voice suddenly, dark deep down there with the water to his ankles, … “I rather fuck you and have a cold night” Yusuf answered… “it has always been my attitude..” And he thought to himself, “I just voice it.. works everytime…”

“I like when you touch me!” he said, – suddenly a rope was heaved down  – which he grabbed with his hands – and he was heaved up towards the light.. and dragged to Egypt , instead another sex slave wanted him there namely.. her name was Zuleika, ..

When he saw a Shaykh named Naruhito living in the vicinity he said: ‘thank God ! I found a good Shaykh here..’ then he prayed 40 years in a valley, ‘better than a deep dark well anyway’  he told himself, “there are some good things in bad, I can point it out…”   

And serenely in the distance the sailing boat was seen – on the surface of the sea…

Now it shifted linguals – and the sail was no longer seen as dark, – the sun was shining down, – the sea laid calm, God was in His heaven, the snail was on the thorn – all was right with the world…

You do not see anything

Maybe you do everything

You do not see anything

Maybe you make everything

You see not anything

Maybe you create everything.. Allah is the creator of everything.

It is better to be Jack Black, than black black..

Do not hit both my eyes blackeyed..

Blåtand not you shall < – I have got an atombomb, do not try to make me like Hiroshima and Nagasaki, no thank you.. “what is in it for me.. I do not get it.. eeehhh.. literary..

I mean – what is the point, I guess to take away MY point, eeehhh.. in plural…

And the lying guy fell in love with the line – in aspects so to speak.. he dreamt about being wanted…

And the zinah guy said: ‘come and try to conquer the women’ ‘Kom då!!!!! Kom då!!!!! Bara kom då!!!! ‘

‘jag ska d-d-d- döda dig.. ’

He really meant ’dhar dhar dog dog..’ ‘muslims are not dogs I said..’

And me says: ‘duelling is forbidden in Islam.. AND bullfighting’ then he died.

It was not the man who died..

Just an imitator of women, a person imitator.. it was important to cut al qafirin throat, since that qafirin did not really exist.. unless we did that, it was like the whole of humanity died.. which it actually did.. An imitator, I said, clearifying, that is an epigon,  a monkey, in the trees chattering.. chattering my dreams that is.. but me I was not like William Butler Yeats, since I had no butler.. I had halal money.. so I did not look up at the skyscrapers in the literar metaphorical sense.. it could happen I saw them, but then I was like the zen master, which could see, but did not see, though equipped with faculty of seeing.. and did not hear, though equipped with the faculty of hearing.. ‘I love to hear the adhan..’ me says, ‘the qafirin have a coffee, that is their break.. black as the pit, from pole to pole.. but I love hearing the adhan..’

‘where is the money?’ I said, “I am not a power guy.. Allahu ak bahr..’