”I banged her against the wall, screaming ‘I love you I love you’ and when I spurt sperming sex in her womb I screamed her name – all to the hilt of qabir death, which is the male orgasm..
Little death, I caressed afterwards, her buttocks which were wet with sperming sex.. ‘Wilhelm Reich minutes’ me says, and she falls asleep under my caress.. ‘little death my sex slave’ I uttered into the air – as we both give up in front of the sleep – that is like practicing lying in a coffin.. it was my mission as a husband to speak to protect us from those reptiles – little green men – trying to steal our UFO vehicles, ‘women love poetry’ , it was ‘beautiful words beby’ as one of my other wifes used to say, sounded in the air, so that she could easily merge with your being.. the Qabir death was the only thing really satisfying to her.. ‘the element of death you see beby’ I said, as she flashed open her eyes suddenly – after a pleasant 15 minutes sleep ‘has to always be present in a male personality, since it is the foundation of libido.. and in a woman – ingrained in the system – for example – you are born as a Princess honey, but you ARE not a princess – you have the title of Princess, the system in the regina vagina country of yours – is guaranteeing you that title of Princess for the rest of your life – and in posterity – as long as that system is alive.. though for a male – he needs to put his own life on the line – in a constant struggle in the Yihadd for Allah’s cause.. in that manner women flock around my dick – since my Yihadd is accepted by Allah, but a little in the style of Abel and Kain – the evil dark faces tries to kill me off unjustly – not succeeding – instead they throw a boa anaconda snake sort of gimmic at the purposed victim.. ‘fitna is worse than killing’ as Allah – God is love says in the Quran..
This the worst thing that can happen to a male – is his women using the wrong side of an obsolete system to receive power over him.. that is the whole history of so called madness.. the inquisition trying to nullify the words of the heavenly forces by calling them insane.. but Giordano Bruno never yielded in his words.. in the beginning was Allah, and Allah dwelt with the word, and WAS the word.. So rather return to Allah, than take back your words.. you see the logic.. If you have a mission to speak the truth in God’s name, whatever you do , do not wabble.. You keep your word, your oath, you finish your course, then Allah will keep that fortune in heaven for you.. The evil has through the ages tortured great people, for example the writer of the poem The burning babe Robert Southwell in the most excruciating manners.. All for this purpose.. To starwars evil empire take over the vehicles of love that Allah has created for you and your spouses.. You see God is love, and love creates, it do, it makes, it creates.. Like metaphysically sperm in a womb gives rise to an actual physical new being, a beby.. And it is a physical act you are making together, but metaphysical really in its character.. Therefore, the solution , and probably the only solution, for a beginning of a betterment in the character of believers, against the forces of evil, has to begin from the perspective of my Naqshbandi school ashahada confession; laa ilaha il allah wahduhu laa chariqqa laha virgin never looked at pornography, laa illaha il allah muhammadun rasul allah no nasira only basira..
So to repeat honey, the worst thing that can happen to a male, is his women using an obsolete system to gain power over him and his body.. It is like hell on earth, or rather – it is literally exactly that.. ‘ She spun like a cat at my side and I felt more happy..
’It is not like yesterday honey..’ I said as I saw her falling into helpless porn mode at my side, that is unconscious, ‘when you used an elephant like in Sura 105 to breach whatever wall there was between you and me to see if my bones in the grave mausoleum which you pictured before your eyes had been dissolved by sulphoric acid.. you came as a battering ram, not noticing I was lying in a mosque just sleeping a little in the grave, which is practically the only place usually for a great sufi master to get some rest, and of course it has to be inside a mosque where male and female are separated so that there is a valid pretext for your absence.. I know you want to glue yourself unto me so that not a millimeter is between.. ‘ and that is the right attitude, I thought as I watched her chest moving up and down in sleepiness..