ABBA VITE namely Doctor Solzhenitsof's novel

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ABBA VITE's Liberalist Novel

THE WORST VIZ. THE BEST

By Prof. MES SOLZHENITSOF


Continuing from the previous chapters..

Three minutes after the quarrelsome thoughts of monsieur spouse Adam, his tendril wife-Adelaide or rather the elder sister of the little Simon as she was called in the fashionable world-began at her usual hour, that should be, at ten o'clock in the night, not in occupying the arm chair adjacent to that of her monsieur spouse, say elderly husband, but using the leather-covered one in her way of perching and sang.
The Memoirs of a Late Afternoon
We’d all be there, after a work-day; the general secretary of the viceroy with the magnate next to him sprightly,
With its ancient "Judaism" inherited from Athens, entrenched contemptuously, official state rabbis, oh, very slightly;
They might be going down the slippery street of hot ice, towards the beggar: therein sinking jollily err the tobacco-coloured sun, yes sun,
Where should he sit, he-that hatred’s body, always with no respect to his folk except greeting foreign faces alone!

She turned over her anti stout, and yet well-cared-for a lady on the springy arm chair, as though she would sink into a long sleep; she vigorously embraced the Book of Quatrains-By Prof. MES SOLZHENITSOF-on the other side and buried her face in it; but all at once she jumped up, sat up on the chair, and opened his teary eyes weeping for the fate of Ukrainian families fleeing war area.

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ABBA VITE's Liberalist Novel

THE WORST VIZ. THE BEST

By Prof. MES SOLZHENITSOF


Continuing from the previous chapters..

Three minutes after the quarrelsome thoughts of monsieur spouse Adam, his tendril wife-Adelaide or rather the elder sister of the little Simon as she was called in the fashionable world-began at her usual hour, that should be, at ten o'clock in the night, not in occupying the arm chair adjacent to that of her monsieur spouse, say elderly husband, but using the leather-covered one in her way of perching and sang.
The Memoirs of a Late Afternoon
We’d all be there, after a work-day; the general secretary of the viceroy with the magnate next to him sprightly,
With its ancient "Judaism" inherited from Athens, entrenched contemptuously, official state rabbis, oh, very slightly;
They might be going down the slippery street of hot ice, towards the beggar: therein sinking jollily err the tobacco-coloured sun, yes sun,
Where should he sit, he-that hatred’s body, always with no respect to his folk except greeting foreign faces alone!

She turned over her anti stout, and yet well-cared-for a lady on the springy arm chair, as though she would sink into a long sleep; she vigorously embraced the Book of Quatrains-By Prof. MES SOLZHENITSOF-on the other side and buried her face in it; but all at once she jumped up, sat up on the chair, and opened his teary eyes weeping for the fate of Ukrainian families fleeing war area.

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Can we have this translated from the Hennish? What as an anti stout?

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Can we have this translated from the Hennish? What as an anti stout?

To: Mr. HOUND
From Abba Vite du Docteur Solzhenitsof M.

Just as we are talking about anti-matter, we can also use the phrase anti-stout. After all, Hennism is not an everyday labelled cheap term to be taken lightly. One could find it as a familiar term -historically-to have been in archives, huh?

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ABBA VITE's Liberalist Novel

THE WORST VIZ. THE BEST

By Prof. MES SOLZHENITSOF


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There are a new couple having got married from the point of view guiding to the special point-too much peculiar according to the newly married ones-not to have been bored alone but together, so the male spouse looked around to find a solution-conjunctural naturally-, and his invitation to kill time was to offer sharing 1001 Night Stories, hardly ever he invited his tendril wife to listen to his 1001 Time Free Stories when his narration began: ‘Yes, yes, I know. That eternal remedy, storytelling, say for the sake of oblivion as an arm against all tales!

1001 TIME-FREE TALES
A RICH TUNNEL ADVENTURE / UKRAINE

Most of the villages around F... Town were deserted, and the tunnel 1 mile from the city-centre had been out of use for almost a quarter of a century. However, this situation did not prevent a family having a picnic in the moors around from making a trip in the tunnel. As a matter of fact, it did not prevent a family of four children from starting an inward tour through the huge, round, dark entrance of the tunnel, together with the great aunt, who had joined the picnic at the last moment by the children’s adventurous father and mother… The adventurous group of seven had been walking in that dark huge pipe for ten hours, judging by the expressions of the shepherds nearby, with the firm self-confidence typical of picnic families. Since the adventurous walk was not over yet and the adventurous family did not return, they were to be assumed to be walking with an optimistic forecast, and with a pessimistic probability, they were caught under a evasive locomotive, waiting for help with their inaudible voices. Since the fate of the disappeared was one step ahead of the definition of evasive locomotive, the district governor ordered that the terminology experts- because the name of the vicinity was "Terminologiya Rodina" in Russian, which means "Terminologists' Land"- before-paradoxically-an aid delegation, yes, the experts should come together for an emergency meeting. During the disputes to have taken amongst the verbose experts they heard The Song of Tunnel Families:

NAPOLEON AND THE RUSSIAN PRIMARY SCHOOL BOY
Before the great expedition began, the great man prayed
His prayer was bigger than his God, basically skinny with walls obese
The little student's prayer is not lacking, it is enough for victorious end
Moscow symphonic is ready for spring, embroidered scarf iodine gaseous!

‘Yes, yes, so what else?’ the male spouse seemed to be irked by title he used upon his own narrations, ‘What 1001, when?’ ‘Tunnel’ said the tendril lady spouse of his. The elderly husband was slightly taken aback by the way the silhouettes on the TV Set Screen were muttering before them; obviously they didn’t like to hear something from the side of audiences addicted to their false names and synthetic faces. But neither the lady spouse nor the elderly husband of hers had enough time to bother about the TV Celebrities, for even the non-living screen called for all their attention. So, the male spouse answered himself in details ‘The tunnel coming from the Russia and opening into the Ukrainian soils’, and he came to no point convenient for the genuine reply.
Should one of the newly married couple report ‘No, we twos are called to give more attention to the war’ even if there might be an irritating pause, while someone else would obviously to have been consulted etcetera, etcetera!

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ABBA VITE's Liberalist Novel

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Annex with no work number:
NOTA BENE: CARPE DIEM!
Special N.B. of Doctor Abba Vite
Dear writer friends, dear readers!
Ukrainian War is the main subject or rather the theme based on the foreseeing attempt-if not capacity- of mine. Either the best or the worst outputs would have the equivalent influence in the family life of ours like those thereof Adam’s or little Simon houses, and yet the earth-quake that might be triggered by Russian Army could create a new alliance forces within the southeast open to be called SETO in English, say L’OTES en francais! (It may also be The Earthquake Treaty Organisation: THE ETO LACKING SAMUEL, HUH?)
Dear writer friends, dear readers: first the news! Even if the ballpoint pen thinkers living in the country- governed by Turkish Caliph of rather the student of Turkey Soviet Ayatollah F. Gulen squeaked hard, the Greater Middle East was established: Syria is now divided into three, Iraq is actually two states, Libya is divided, Sudan is divided. It's time to establish Greater Israel. The borders of Greater Israel include the Jewish Turkish Hazar Empire and partly the Middle East. Zelensky expresses this in his speech, which states in the press like piece of-waste-papers that he is one of the commanders of this business, and his good news is also included in the world press organs. But Zelensky will not fall into the fault of Napoleon and Hitler and will withdraw into his own borders without prolonging the Russian War. As a result, children should get used to living together with great Israel in the future. Because as states grow, they stretch, bend and even break. Future generations must learn to live with larger but weaker sacred Semitic-Arabic and Hebrew-neighbours!
Let's come to the secondary subject of this annex! I translated-of course-my quatrain written in non-spoken tongue into poetical English for you.
KITES IN THE SMALL HOURS
There was a strong earthquake near dawn, seemingly everyone was on the street; the anxiety induced population ripped out of bed,
A pickaxe type terrorist, calling angels on his cell phone gave the good news that there will be no aftershocks hence;
But shaken children took to the street, a mole-eyed, homeless woman was sleeping on the blind pavement, crimson and green colored kites mad;
The angels would be cross questioning ignorant fundamentalist instead of helping him: "How did the geological truth strain your divine sense?"

Tome2
Part VII

(PARADOXICAL WAR THOUGHTS)

‘Those are the fresh spouses Adelaide and Adam, the main character Simon, say the little brother of Adelaide, and Simon’s dad alongside Humboldt whom we know from the love bed of tendril Adelaide’s school friend-Eve,’ said the TIME thereafter asking: ‘What? Time cannot speak? Think people, think! Hello, hello anybody home? ‘Nobody new, eh, only told ones.’ ‘NOP! they are the newly married lady-Adelaide and gentleman-Adam, and adding to it elderly lover Humboldt’s honey, say, Eve is not an old one, and TIME came not on later than the people so that everybody ought to get “Paradoxical War Pondering here today.’ Come on everybody then!
Israel, Judaism, and the Third Great European War

The first was the Napoleonic army, the second was the attack of Hitler's forces-by land, air, and sea-into Russia. Now, under the command of Zelensky, the armed forces of the USA, German, French, eight or ten small countries are again at war with the Russian Federation. Apart from Napoleon's Moscow campaign, it is open to debate who started the major European wars... Another open issue is who won and how. The Russians, who were devastated, won all the battles with a clear course of war. This time, if not only the winners will crawl on the ground, but also those who cannot win lest will be miserable, the European Union must hold tight and peace that must be made as soon as possible. If the prose doesn't bring clarity to the subject, let's make this anti-truth narrative poetic:

MOSCOW CAMPAIGNS VIE FIRST “GREAT ISRAELI” ATTACK*

Ho! Beat at the Vikings’ survival through The Napoleonic and Hitler’s hit
Nobody would open-ad hoc casus belli- any dispute
Lo, forward! Even if the survivor-after myriad debacles-would be to win
Let Zelensky be third great commander in…

(*Ukrainian President says so)

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ABBA VITE’S MAGNUM OPUS
The Jew, Antisemitism, Auto Antisemitism
Apart from the Asiatic Hebrews the matter of physiognomy of the Jews today is-really much-more important than the problems of the Euro-American Jewish Communities, rich Russian Jews, of MOSHE KANTOR-the head of the Jewish European Jewish Union, of the Jewish political leader who is the head of state of Ukraine and this person's relations with the Jews in America, and the policy that Israel maintains with both Russian Jews, Ukrainian Jews and the Russian state. This is it because, as Albert Camus, who is considered to be one of the greatest figures not only of Jews but also of humanity, more precisely, the most gentleman thinker-amongst the world’s great thinkers- who discovered the natural law stating ‘all the people are responsible for their faces.’ Therefore, since the Jews of Athens, whose roots we can trace back to 400 BC, could have been involved in a tremendous court process such as the St. Paul's case under the conditions of those antic days, they most likely belonged to the Greek race, and they believed and made some people to believe in Judaism in Europe before Christ, either through marriage or with their unaware statements, all over the eastern and western Europe. So-highly likely-they have created "The physiognomy of the European Jew” to have appeared at this point or rather in a subatomic particle, which would even sound ridiculously broad. In other words, a Jew with German roots and his non-Jewish country-man would find each other as alien not only because of the intermarriage of Jews having constructed non-cognate body shapes, but also because of their face creation, say creating their Jewish profile by them themselves so that with their different styles of constructing their own faces, they have acquired a different profile generally, of course, to be drawn without losing sight of the extraordinary physical differences determined by the marriage between them, which will have to be added to all these-let’s call as-points!
As for the Antisemitism-punctually- “Sartre begins by defining antisemitism as characterized by certain opinions: attributing "all or part of his own misfortunes and those of his country to the presence of Jewish elements in the community, ... proposes to remedy this state of affairs by depriving the Jews of certain of their rights, by keeping them out of certain economic and social activities, by expelling them from the country, by exterminating all of them .... He then describes the concept that these antisemitic opinions are produced by external causes, such as the experience of objective situations involving Jews. Sartre states that these non-contradictory conceptions are "dangerous and false" and refuses to "characterize as opinion a doctrine that is aimed directly at particular persons and that seeks to suppress their rights or to exterminate them. Sartre argues that antisemitism is not an "idea" in the commonly understood sense of the word: it is not a point of view based rationally upon empirical information calmly collected and calibrated in as objective a manner as is possible. If the Jew did not exist, the anti-Semite would invent him." Anti-Semitism is a view that arises not from experience or historical fact, but from itself. It lends new perspective to experience and historical fact. The anti-Semite convinces himself of beliefs that he knows to be spurious at best.
From the other side AUTO-ANTI SEMITISM i.e., Self-hating Jew or self-loathing Jew, both associated with pure prejudice, is a term which is used to describe Jews whose physical aspect-including physiognomy- and manner based views are perceived as Judaic or even Zionist. As for the very term/word Zionism the origins of terms such as "Jewish self-hatred" lie in the mid-19th century feuding between German Orthodox Jews and semi-secular ones while the Orthodox Jews would be accusing the Reform Jews of identifying more closely with German Protestantism and German Nationalism than with Judaism say nothing of Amos ELON who uses the term "Jewish self-hatred" synonymously with Jewish antisemitism when he points out, "The most prominent European anti-Semite and brilliant young Jew" who “published Sex and Character “, attacking Jews and women."

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‘No,’ the other spouse replied, shouting now. ‘Who am I, then?’ asked the spouse at whom the other shouted, still keeping calm. And after a pause the same sound vibrations, with the same speech a haute voix, and yet vibrating as another and deeper hertz, commanding more respect, agreed: ‘You are in accordance with Albert E.’ s law of relativity both the living or dead spouse no matter youngster or elderly.’ No doubt Adelaide and Adam was listening to the frequency of the other’s sound, but instead of full alertness reigning in their conversations almost missed hearing the next question: ‘What do you want-if not overtly-muffled through hidden feathers of a goose?’ One of them should have felt like slamming the TV remote control apparatus down, expecting no more to come of this conversation. But either one or the other side was forced to reply at once: ‘When may my house spotless sweetness come up to the citadel of worldly well shared happy end?’ ‘Never,’ was the reply. ‘I see,’ said that whose hope was broken, and give up hoping too much in order to gain an average success over marriage. The local angels must have been behind them to have come very close now, and the other assistants of The Messiah, with many surreptitious glances at him, should have been busy keeping them back all along the universal fate of all marriages, say winning when to have lost the hope. However, it seemed to be just for show coming from the newly married couple’s subconsciousness, and the local angels under the command of The Universal Saviour, satisfied by the outcome of the conversation, slowly gave way. Then the elderly walked through the group of furniture complements from behind them-what them? -, dividing them in two, bowed to curious things scattered around, and gave everything a message like hum. Holding that hum within their wooden, ceramic, glass-and the like-, they carried on with watching TV channel wherein Mr. SOYLU-The Minister of the Interior Affairs of TURKEY COCAINE SOVIET was explaining the DOOMSDAY TRUTH! According to him The USA would be forcing ALL MALES AND FEMALES TO GET MARRIED WITH THEİR OWN SEX. Adam and his wife Adelaide wiped their eyes several times and looked at the irrational message running underside screen of ODA TV.
...Cumhuriyet Haber Verir - Güncel Son Dakika Haberleri › Turkey News
3 days ago — Speaking on the program, SOYLU's target is the USA's preparations for Turkey… “THEY WANT MAN TO MARRY WITH A MAN AND A WOMAN TO A WOMAN”.
The mad fascist minister of The Turkey Cocaine Soviet who just now seemed to them less important than the message itself. They-The male and female spouses of the newly married unit greatly resembled nobodies; they were neither slender as they were nor stout as they ought to be, their clothes too were close-fitting, they were nimble and spry, and yet they were quite different compared with-or to-their appearance before the gate of the ventral wedding office. Adam would far rather have had the tendril lady spouse as his wife, huh? Adelaide reminded him a little of the woman with a baby whom he used to see in every houses of the town.

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ABBA VITE's Liberalist Novel

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Lady spouse and her husband with their positively pinked cheeks-their sporadic whispers as if they had been moulded a propose so their features had contorted into an expression of ultra-happiness in the marriage process-they were watching television with their thin-lipped mouths-if not gapped-open, and yet not watching either, for sometimes their eyes wandered, lingering for a long time on some ordinary object before returning to TV set.
The conversation of newly married couple was almost romantic and was probably made of silky words as in their favourite song composed by the Doctor VITE,

“TO SHARE” IS A WEIRD JOB?

Let’s argue: It's the "spirit of the times" that would be shared, borrowing from the wardrobe of words
therethrough my Hon. Jewish Uncle Kafk…, looks,

The dodge past, the secure future, and the little present, little and yet too much exaggerated;

The great mistake that owes its existence to our laziness, i.e., the present tense: black poisonous stream of what is hidden in a chamber of cooks,

After all, our energy that is to be shared: empty adrenaline, runaway electricity... cosmopolitan or national a bit!

That is-instead of having been made of a fine material-highly likely an ordinary romance-weight fabric, yet it had the fine look of a silk papyrus induced composition not worn for special occasions. Singing the song their face was clear and open, their eyes very large while their smile was extraordinarily cheering, and although they passed a hand over each other faces, as if to wipe that smile away, they did not be successful enough. ‘Who are you?’ asked Adelaide again ‘My name is Adam namely your husband,’ he said, ‘and I am a spouse like you.’ His lips ought to be supposed to have moved in a manly yet gentle way as he spoke although smeared by a senseless question: ‘How do you like it here?’, indicating the news band running under the TV screen, that were still taking an interest in him. All in all, they were watching something like the television news…

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And after all the readers of this novel romance ought to be told that the marriage of Adam and Adelaide took place because the world’s love affairs conjuncture wanted to bring some consolation to both candidate spouses. It was also to give them some “first-hand experience” about the miracle of family. They were transported to that most ancient institution, wherein they “watch television lies” together with their naked eyes. And they were also shown some “preview” about the life before the Hereafter, where both liars could tell the truth and the truthful might lie, yet to take place in our time, were shown to them with their naked eyes in a clear corporation. It was “song travel” before the idea of song travel was even conceptualized, so they would sing:

THE POINTS OF VICTORY
Look! The child squatted at the bottom of the stove near his grandmother, it’s the first step, there is more;
Two, three, five, nine more decimal points to be chosen as sophomore…
The numbers available were not enough to conquer, the solution to formal complement was to accumulate;
Presently wholeness is, wholeness to hit the point; time without parts, time to rule: accurate!
Chorus
Comrade, friend, who came from fragmentary roads
Finish not the finished photos now, approach to that’s victorious!

But according to one deranged sensation, which seems to find some support “de Profundis”, the story of their marriage was only their own concoction like fantasy inasmuch as Adam-as an elderly-was caught in a very embarrassing position with his young spouse as if he was caught red handed with her in her bed through a “mise en scene” of adultery, in his bachelor house, with his pants down say no more of knowing what else to say, his imaginative mind quickly turned the holy institution marriage into fault, henceforth to crime.

Come on then and let’s quote what this distortion in his brain says:

He passionately fell in love with Adelaide, but for some unknown reason her beloved dad did not give her hand to Adam when that very Adam requested hotly. Instead, she was not to be married to anybody, no matter his name would be Adam or not, and yet Adam’s adulterous relation with Adelaide (highly likely real name not Adelaide, also called as “Honey” by Adam) continued. He perversely would like to make love in an ordinary bed, when no one was around.

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For what purpose should one think Adam the spouse was scattering these mental products, which resembled speculation rather than thought, to his own market? Undoubtedly, the owner of these propositions was determined not to accept the analog network induced a life, even if it was abstract. Judging by the situation, the life state was to be digital and consisted of dots. Also, not all of these points could be considered full of good impressions, but the savior was either compensating for all the bad events or the pessimistic situation that contained them, kneading them into a sweet volume of great grandeur, and the panorama cleared in Adam's mind. In this case, the adventure of building their house, which was only a few 10 hours old, could no longer be reduced to single points. In short, large or small parts of the individual adventure, which consisted of the points of all those years, would translate to us the full or almost complete meaning of the magnificent happy ending. Such incidences should take place when either the creatures returned from their failed mission or not, after the naissance or renaissance alongside several episodes of life generally. Going to or returning from somewhere, they-the humans or the children of Adam-might take shelter in their sanctuaries. Highly unlikely daytime or nightfall, when all were asleep, they might stealthily go strange places spent the day or night with somebody. When the people could not find at their unusual or usual places say at certain localizations, the folk could be looking for them and when they have been discovered in unexpected houses such of a king or queen, they shouldn’t be embarrassed, so was everybody.

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ABBA VITE's Liberalist Novel

THE WORST VIZ. THE BEST

By Prof. MES SOLZHENITSOF


Continuing from the previous chapters

So, smiling, whether humbly or in derision it was hard to say was reigning there… Seeing this truth that would say “Anyone with even the slightest education in matters of our time could see clearly the current inferiority of telecommunication betwixt the Medics-Medical Doctors-and the people called to be vaccinated against the Corona Virus, the decadence of states governed even by The Europe, the intellectual sterility of societies that derive their grudge and lust from that lacking communication alone” Adam-The Husband decided to write something to The Author-Doctor Abba, say Abba VITE answering the name SOLZHENITSOF as well…He would have indicated all about the mankind as if to introduce a retinue forced on him by special circumstances, expecting-which implied familiarity, and that mattered to the doc.

OFADAM’S LETTER
WRITTEN TO THE WRITER-DOCTOR ABBA

Monsieur le Docteur,
Sire, I am not pouring my words into the page on a Sunday in the month of May whereas I ponder to assume myself writing to have been dated as 1st May 2022. Speaking of holidays, memories came to life in my eyes. During the annual long holidays, my mother used to make marmalade donuts on some days, without making any distinction between Wednesday and Sunday, so that we could share them with delicacies at five o'clock… Even if the fertile tray satisfied our eyes, we were stubbornly hung up on pastries and we thought of the malady inflicted citizens, who would be in the hospital, with their pale-yellow faces and their lack of appetite. In fact, while talking about these issues, we would accidentally listen to a hospital-themed folk song. Anyway...let's move on. Anyway, I don't want to prolong these so as to exclude you, our physicians, who have private practice and of course provide semi-official services. Thereupon should come to our mind the past faces of the sun incomparable to the suns of present times. When their vogue races continued-now look, I'm not saying it's bright, it's alive -it's unique. Although the extension has a meaning, I am ending this emphasis. Essentially, what is necessary is not so, but exactly like this.
Methinks Sundays are non-full days off and about a few hours-11 PM or around-after breakfast its special shift starts. When I applied to my doctor-or rather our docteur de la famille before you-in order to completely eliminate the remaining mild disease residues, I’ve suffered in the past, they said that he was assigned to another hospital. He hasn’t been appointment to a different city, but his assignment should be thought as being transferred to a distant district of our town. The address of the new hospital-had being honest mostly been compulsory here-was not anything to let me to know how many underpasses, overpasses or even tunnels I would pass. I see it is not within my knowledge especially when cities change so fast nowadays.
I could dare to write such things for I have already so often experienced the kind patience of yours that I have dared also to choose the time and place entity arbitrarily, in order to expound my pen’s forcible power before you today, and permette moi to confess that this kind of verbal play would be one of the most subtle of subjects, full of those delicate distinctions into which one must enter resolutely when one wants to bring out, more or less, the dialogue start of the vital field, say health. What almost always causes misunderstandings in the history patients the lack of precision in the use of terms of diagnosis that designate therapy and protection if one speaks of Corona, HIV, Alzheimer as if these words designate the different groups suffering from them always identical to themselves, without taking into account changes produced by hospitalisation, putting under operation, and dragging into psychoanalysis… 0r even towards conquests to be realized all over the irrational but useful behavioural peculiarities of an individual fed by religion, fashion and by great movements of all kinds crossing the history of humans’ most sophisticated job as falling in love, and yet reality may not behave according to such simple categories, especially regarding to the spouses of the newly married couple-of Adelaide’s, and mine for example-we are genius by making love exercises, idiots by killing time, ordinary people by watching TV. The fact of gender, central to begin with, always it might lose its importance insofar as the grand universal facts that go under the name of transexual civilisation, bisexual nature of the mankind’s conquest, all modernists’ conquest, rising fundamentalism, New Tsar Putin’s conquests, German’s gas supply philosophy, and revolution steamroll over the primitive varieties of the Ukrainian War and force them to merge into a more or less homogenous mass of ingredients ready to be used in the New World creation so that I would like to try to disentangle for you one of the greatest confusions of ideas we commit in this regard; I want to speak about the ambiguity contained in these words: Nano science, black matter philosophy, art of quantum, Anti science namely science of Anti Matter, the probable civilization of aliens thereof vague ideas that are held on this point result in many false judgments and even the practical mistakes can be sometimes quite seriously taken as serious.

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ABBA VITE's Liberalist Novel

THE WORST VIZ. THE BEST

By Prof. MES SOLZHENITSOF


Continuing from the previous chapters

So, smiling, whether humbly or in derision it was hard to say was reigning there… Seeing this truth that would say “Anyone with even the slightest education in matters of our time could see clearly the current inferiority of telecommunication betwixt the Medics-Medical Doctors-and the people called to be vaccinated against the Corona Virus, the decadence of states governed even by The Europe, the intellectual sterility of societies that derive their grudge and lust from that lacking communication alone” Adam-The Husband decided to write something to The Author-Doctor Abba, say Abba VITE answering the name SOLZHENITSOF as well…He would have indicated all about the mankind as if to introduce a retinue forced on him by special circumstances, expecting-which implied familiarity, and that mattered to the doc.

OF ADAM’S LETTER
WRITTEN TO THE WRITER-DOCTOR ABBA

Monsieur le Docteur,
Sire, I am not pouring my words into the page on a Sunday in the month of May whereas I ponder to assume myself writing to have been dated as 1st May 2022. Speaking of holidays, memories came to life in my eyes. During the annual long holidays, my mother used to make marmalade donuts on some days, without making any distinction between Wednesday and Sunday, so that we could share them with delicacies at five o'clock… Even if the fertile tray satisfied our eyes, we were stubbornly hung up on pastries and we thought of the malady inflicted citizens, who would be in the hospital, with their pale-yellow faces and their lack of appetite. In fact, while talking about these issues, we would accidentally listen to a hospital-themed folk song. Anyway...let's move on. Anyway, I don't want to prolong these so as to exclude you, our physicians, who have private practice and of course provide semi-official services. Thereupon should come to our mind the past faces of the sun incomparable to the suns of present times. When their vogue races continued-now look, I'm not saying it's bright, it's alive -it's unique. Although the extension has a meaning, I am ending this emphasis. Essentially, what is necessary is not so, but exactly like this.
Methinks Sundays are non-full days off and about a few hours-11 PM or around-after breakfast its special shift starts. When I applied to my doctor-or rather our docteur de la famille before you-in order to completely eliminate the remaining mild disease residues, I’ve suffered in the past, they said that he was assigned to another hospital. He hasn’t been appointment to a different city, but his assignment should be thought as being transferred to a distant district of our town. The address of the new hospital-had being honest mostly been compulsory here-was not anything to let me to know how many underpasses, overpasses or even tunnels I would pass. I see it is not within my knowledge especially when cities change so fast nowadays.
I could dare to write such things for I have already so often experienced the kind patience of yours that I have dared also to choose the time and place entity arbitrarily, in order to expound my pen’s forcible power before you today, and permette moi to confess that this kind of verbal play would be one of the most subtle of subjects, full of those delicate distinctions into which one must enter resolutely when one wants to bring out, more or less, the dialogue start of the vital field, say health. What almost always causes misunderstandings in the history patients the lack of precision in the use of terms of diagnosis that designate therapy and protection if one speaks of Corona, HIV, Alzheimer as if these words designate the different groups suffering from them always identical to themselves, without taking into account changes produced by hospitalisation, putting under operation, and dragging into psychoanalysis… 0r even towards conquests to be realized all over the irrational but useful behavioural peculiarities of an individual fed by religion, fashion and by great movements of all kinds crossing the history of humans’ most sophisticated job as falling in love, and yet reality may not behave according to such simple categories, especially regarding to the spouses of the newly married couple-of Adelaide’s, and mine for example-we are genius by making love exercises, idiots by killing time, ordinary people by watching TV. The fact of gender, central to begin with, always it might lose its importance insofar as the grand universal facts that go under the name of transexual civilisation, bisexual nature of the mankind’s conquest, all modernists’ conquest, rising fundamentalism, New Tsar Putin’s conquests, German’s gas supply philosophy, and revolution steamroll over the primitive varieties of the Ukrainian War and force them to merge into a more or less homogenous mass of ingredients ready to be used in the New World creation so that I would like to try to disentangle for you one of the greatest confusions of ideas we commit in this regard; I want to speak about the ambiguity contained in these words: Nano science, black matter philosophy, art of quantum, Anti science namely science of Anti Matter, the probable civilization of aliens thereof vague ideas that are held on this point result in many false judgments and even the practical mistakes can be sometimes quite seriously taken as serious.

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Free Libretto

JUST BEFORE THE PROBABLE NUCLEAR WAR
Hearken The Tirade of Little Simon’s Father just now! OKAY?

The Best viz. the Worst vice versa The Worst viz. the Best, is the name of this novel. And in Doctor Abba's novel, which Solzhenitsof brought to the world language-English, the title of the book is based on the identity of the worst and the best. Because this war is different both from those of Hitler and Napoleon Wars against Moscow. This war is a war waged by a non-empire state, even too much far from Israel, which has obviously nothing to do with Israel in the geography, and therewith having been a state of wealth or wealth beyond the concepts of state or empire, against Russia. The traditionally weird case of attacking Russian territory in history, which brought bad luck to Hitler and Napoleon, is out of the question here, and yet from the other side the Russians were killed before the war began. In this respect, the issue is identical to the situation that Jules Verne describes in his magnificent work Michel Strogoff. In that work, say the enemies of the great Russia in the struggle that were destroyed by a handful of soldiers commanded by a Circassian marshal lest the Anti-Russian military power could perhaps kill the Tsar at the New Year's Ball. Now the same Circassians are the striking force. Such a breaking point takes Solzhdnitsof to the past, which he concocted from the chapter of remembering his Circassian friends and high school loves in the city, which was told in the masterpiece titled Erzurum Journey by the great poet and the great pen of the world literature- Pushkin!

Here you are the AFFAIRE DE COEUR of Prof MES Solzhenitsof would have seen the difference between him and the people from Balkan region who had founded the Turkey Soviet, and the residue of the history Muslim Turco herds that have capsized the semi civilized state and turned it into a new Islamist, namely an Afghani-Narcho but nobody amongst the Circassian friends of his did not respond to the SOLZH’s main questions although, as could easily be seen, in all innocent, stout Circassians that were well-educated by an European tribe viz Russians did not let it pass him by, like a well-trained viceroy hearing his citizen say something that is only apparently addressed to him.

He merely looked around as his psycho-social even the biggest cultural problem required, greeting acquaintances among the readers through the serial pages thereof the pages of the novel in the form of “TO BE CONTINUED” with the vibrations of his pen, and exchanged no words with the assaulters using the path of “reply or quote or even do both”, all easily and as a matter of course, without actually mixing with them. Young SOLZH, warned off the subject of his lyceum days love platonically focused on a primitive Soviet type general but undeterred, turned back to his diaries in his private library and opened the colour faded content. The lines ran as follows: ‘To my dear myself: Sir, you are, as you know, taken into the play your soul had yearned before you have been born. Your immediate superiors are the crowds consisting of semi-Soviet generals of the young Turkey as chairmen of the council directing parishes, institutional campuses, all the town and its full region, the political parties and gang like communities who will communicate to you all further details not concerning your work and socio-cultural activities, and yet to whom you will be applicable generally in vain. Nonetheless, they will keep an austere control on you themselves. TRRRRT, Official Radio and Television, the local and national network-nationally controlled of course- viz. the messenger’s organisation bringing you the commands, invitations will make enquiries of you from time to time by means of examinations, find out what your requirements based on your capacity are, and impart them to the semi-Soviet in the past and coca state recently. You will find the schools, hospitals, train stations etcetera always ready to oblige you as far as possible. The Turkey Soviet is anxious to have contented workers.’ The symbol borrowed from ancient Greek used as a signature in his diaries was illegible, but printed beside it were the words: Chief Observer, having got no office. ‘Wait a minute!’ said young SOLZH. to himself, who was bowing to himself in the mirror mounted on the family wardrobe, and he called to himself thereupon to glance at the rest of the notes therein, saying he wanted to spend a little time alone studying those memoirs. As he did so, he remembered that although he had taken to his days of youth lived as a young but weak man so much, he was only an observer. He watched to see how he would taking a fresh glance; he was obviously pleased, and pulled it off at once.

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Then our tirade champion went with his waving shadow went into thereof DE PROFUNDIS. All objects around Simon’s dad had been able to give him only a little operational area at the love affairs platform, which was a small place, and even that had been difficult, for three-Little Simon, Mom and Dad-who had been sleeping there before had to be accommodated elsewhere to have been fitting to speak of the great pen’s first love namely the first youth days of Doctor Abba answered to the name Solzhenitsof as well. In fact, all that had been done was to clear the memoir ingredients out of the love field which otherwise appeared unchanged, with no romantic tissue on the only way to near the love bed and just a couple of false brothers i.e., platonic sense and sexualism, left in the state it had been in after the tirade, with a few pictures of darling pouting smiles and photographs of shadows on the walls limiting the lyceum promenade corridor. Although it hadn’t even been aired; obviously the lover hoped that the new sweetheart should almost come to the scene for the other would not stay long, and they-all the ingredients as mentioned before were doing nothing to keep the status quo. But little Simon’s father didn’t mind; he wrapped himself in the blanket of analogy to find the similarities between his first love and that of Doctor SOLZH and began rereading the mental symbols by the light of logics that was not all of a piece; there were passages based occasionally on insanity where he was addressed as a free agent of tirade whose love autonomist was recognized, for instance in the opening greeting introduced by the reader profile of the doctor and the part about his requirements over sense anatomizing. But then again, there were passages after to have opened first henceforth to where he was openly or by implication addressed as a common labourer in charge of first love, hardly worthy even to be noticed by the chief executive of sense observer, who obviously felt he must make an effort to keep all subconsciousness induced details in mind, while his superego, to whom he was actually chargeable’, was only the volunteer in this case, and perhaps his sole colleague would be his little son Simon while all details linked to contradictions were certainly so blatant that his observation methodology must be intentionally analysed. Considering that the case came from such an source-what source for the creator’s sake, Simon’s dad scarcely even entertained the crazy idea-dangerous therefor the family of the second platonic darling need must be seen to be strongly bourgeois that any indecision might have entered into peril-rather, he saw himself introducing a choice of love observation to this sensational matter: so it was left to him to make what he liked of the arrangements in his thoughts freely, and decide whether he wanted to be a genius observer who could be seemed, but only seemed, to have the distinction of a link to observation!

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A people apparently the yeoman of their parish-one whose conditions of work were really determined entirely by the messages based on ABBA VITE’s songs that The War had brought forward-began to sing that would be parallel to the flow of The Novel.

OBSERVING THE FIRST LOVE

In fact, all that had been done was to clear the memoir ingredients
Out of the love field which otherwise appeared unchanged, with no romance
Thereof the sensational tissue on the only way to near the love bed
And just a couple of false brothers i.e., platonic sense and sexualism, hereon left

In the state it had been in after the tirade, with a few pictures of darling
Pouting smiles and photographs of shadows on the walls limiting
The lyceum promenade corridor although it hadn’t even been aired;
Obviously, the lover hoped that the new lady should be sheer sweetheart.

Simon-Little boy did not hesitate to choose the way of accompanying the yeoman, nor would he have done so even without his experiences so far. Only as one of the little Jewish boys of the district village full of workers as far as possible from the children in it could he get anywhere with the phenomena itself. These ingredients of the population, who were still so suspicious of Simon, would start talking to him once he was, if not their friend, at least one of them, indistinguishable from, say, the novelist Abba and the author SOLZH that must be brought to mind very soon, everything depended on it and then, little Simon was sure, all paths would be open to him, paths that would have been closed to him for ever, and not only closed but invisible, if it had depended solely on the good graces of the working people of the parish. Of course, there would be no danger from the point of remembering the vocation of SOLH’s darling whose name having carried more significance than to have been the second to the first one, and this position should sufficiently be emphasized within Abba’s narration to be penned by SOLZH, even to be wrapped with a certain pleasure as if it were inevitable. It was this that her father was the status of a director in some ranches induced healthy surveillance. ‘Service’, ‘director’, ‘healthy feeding and health care generally’, ‘conditions of remuneration’, ‘being in charge of’, ‘director apart from white collar rank ’: the conditions before the young SOLZH was full of such terms dictating the lad fallen in love working hard in the secondary school, and after that in university, and even when something else and more personal was said, it was dictated from the same point of view shared by the circles of Circassian friends.

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A people apparently the yeoman of their parish-one whose conditions of work were really determined entirely by the messages based on ABBA VITE’s songs that The War had brought forward-began to sing that would be parallel to the flow of The Novel.

OBSERVING THE FIRST LOVE

In fact, all that had been done was to clear the memoir ingredients
Out of the love field which otherwise appeared unchanged, with no romance
Thereof the sensational tissue on the only way to near the love bed
And just a couple of false brothers i.e., platonic sense and sexualism, hereon left

In the state it had been in after the tirade, with a few pictures of darling
Pouting smiles and photographs of shadows on the walls limiting
The lyceum promenade corridor although it hadn’t even been aired;
Obviously, the lover hoped that the new lady should be sheer sweetheart.

Simon-Little boy did not hesitate to choose the way of accompanying the yeoman, nor would he have done so even without his experiences so far. Only as one of the little Jewish boys of the district village full of workers as far as possible from the children in it could he get anywhere with the phenomena itself. These ingredients of the population, who were still so suspicious of Simon, would start talking to him once he was, if not their friend, at least one of them, indistinguishable from, say, the novelist Abba and the author SOLZH that must be brought to mind very soon, everything depended on it and then, little Simon was sure, all paths would be open to him, paths that would have been closed to him for ever, and not only closed but invisible, if it had depended solely on the good graces of the working people of the parish. Of course, there would be no danger from the point of remembering the vocation of SOLH’s darling whose name having carried more significance than to have been the second to the first one, and this position should sufficiently be emphasized within Abba’s narration to be penned by SOLZH, even to be wrapped with a certain pleasure as if it were inevitable. It was this that her father was the status of a director in some ranches induced healthy surveillance. ‘Service’, ‘director’, ‘healthy feeding and health care generally’, ‘conditions of remuneration’, ‘being in charge of’, ‘director apart from white collar rank ’: the conditions before the young SOLZH was full of such terms dictating the lad fallen in love working hard in the secondary school, and after that in university, and even when something else and more personal was said, it was dictated from the same point of view shared by the circles of Circassian friends.

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****ABBA VITE answers to the names SOLZHENITSOF, EBU WELID also, and to Prof. Mesolzhenitsy, Prof. MES (Mustafa Erdoğan Surat), Doctor Solzhenitsof, and Dr. SOLZH , and Newest Work as that at the climax amongst the other books of his published by SMASHWORDS: EXPLORING RELIGION; DATING AND REGIME; JERUSALEM-The Eternal Capital City of the Sons of Israel; GREAT KOBANE; MODERN ODYSSEUS BRITISH FARMERS IN ZIMBABVE SMASHWORDS; PUBLIC COITUS; ABSURD DRAMA THE CORONA MASNAVI; THE BOOK OF SEA SI-SI; EGYPT; THE PHILIP'S NON-BOOK SMASHWORDS

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If Simon-The Little Boy wanted to enhance the sound volume the tirades and other literature induced items here and there then he could, but if so, it must be in deadly earnest, without so much as glancing elsewhere to have found the loud speakers he would need must indoors, either say premises or outdoors or say gardens of Humboldt’s house. He knew from the very beginning that no real compulsion might have threatened him so that he wasn’t afraid of anything, least of all around, but he did fear the force of his discouraging surroundings that should have fallen in sleep, he feared getting used to disappointment succussing the tumult-noise any the less-he feared the imperceptible influence of every passing moment blemished by hoar-altogether he must contend with that danger-and an anomaly based on the abiding place-even having given a sexual space very useful and unexpected love although in vain. Elapsing time has ruined his patient and Simon-the little boy did carry on with uttering verses, after all, gloss over the fact that if there were any disagreements it would be the fault of his delaying over recklessness!
NON-POLITICAL MARCH OF UKRANIAN CHILDREN
The verses are living in nowadays away from politics, in this happy period of the world, hot, not icy
European countries – including Russian Federation very, very similar to The Trump’s USA have been transitioning to full democracy,
Believe in the facts in equal numbers of pro-war and anti-war Jews tasting the fire inflicting the heart of Europe feeling peach;
Hey look, a woman cursed the head of state in Constantinople; Had the first republic lived, he would have been hanged, now his laughter is echoing upon the sand on the beach!

The Choir of Simon’s Parents

Considering not to vote for the government in the election; delusional, anti-pilgrim procurer
Is it easy on you, the one chasing the hemlock when the shelves are full of food, huh, you adventurer?

It was sung with delicacy, and only an uneasy conscience-uneasy, and yet not guilty-would have noticed it in those three words ‘as Anti Pilgrim’, referring to all enemies of The Peace entering the employment of all the peaceful places in the Europe. Little Simon has felt as if had applied for the post of peace makers, and now he knew that, as the poetry put it, he had been accepted into the world’s service.

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As an aside he was able to feel the tissue of the life as some adults could do instead of he was a small child, and yet he didn't have to wonder about the source of the safe happy picture and hopes that dominated his childhood. Of course, many teenagers with faith, hope, love and determination to help shared the same mood as Simon. But of course, it was impossible for them to have knowledge about the source of joy, hope and success without doing any research, in other words, adding to it this group had to live the aforementioned merits for a small child. To what extent could Caligula, Saddam, Mursi-the dead boss of the Muslim brothers, or active and responsible actors, a combat comedian like Zelensky or the like, be considered close to the greatest teacher of love? It is neither the place nor the time of not increasing it. In fact, that place and time may never be found. If we go back to the main heroes of our subject, it cannot be said that no clues were given about them from the beginning. After all, of Ukraine, which has built its life on joy, hope and industriousness, of Zelensky's great Israel, whose seriousness can be questioned, of Great Russia, and naturally of The USA, say America, which would be the owner of our dreams, small children, some successful adults could pull off the same merriments by means of the energy from the middle of the consciousness can be referred to from the subconscious.
Simon backing to home took a picture off the wall and hung up the printed march of Abba-The writer on the nail instead. He would be living in this room, so this was where his favourite melodies’ printed libretto should hang. Then he went down back door of the garden-whereas their house has got no back door opening to the house say nothing of the fact that off their home back wall no Lexus.
Simon’s dad and mom were sitting at a little table in the study. ‘Oh, there you are,’ said the little boy for no special reason, just because he was glad to see them, who got to their feet at once. No sooner had Simon entered the room than they rose to come closer to him; even if it hadn’t become a habit of theirs to follow him around. ‘What is it you keep wanting from me?’ laughed Simon. They did not take offence, but turned slowly back to their places, only dad said, by way of explanation as he turned away, but with an inscrutable smile copied by some of the other in the study: ‘We’re always hearing something new,’ and he licked his lips as if the ‘new’ was something delicious to eat. Simon said not a word to smooth things over; it would be good for them to feel a little respect for their little son ready to turn into a Good Samaritan, but no sooner was he sitting beside his mom than he felt the dad breathing down the back of his neck; the man said he had come to fetch the cumin-cellar while he was obviously eating a big meat ball-nearly as big as a burger-fried in olive oil, but Simon stamped his foot angrily and he went away without it. It was really easy to irritate Simon for he would only have to set the parents against him, for instance, for the persistent attention of some of them, namely the dad and the mom-bothered him more than the reserve of each other.

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ANOTHER ANNEX WITH NO NUMBER

Half The West and East Europeans were-according to average Judeo Christian intellectual friends and relations of either the readers or the writer of the study-The Worst viz. The Best or vice versa. It was born in the midst of postings by those who had been and are the powerful ones of this world of free thought. One-third of the men within the circles of free thinking, the older people, should had been friends of our fathers’, and had known them suffering from Islamic terrorists; another third having been their intimate chums, and the remainder were to be-any the less-friendly acquaintances.
Abba The Author’s specific notes from AN UNEASY WORLD…I had learned easily at romantic poetry school led by Pushkin, thanks to his excellent abilities, but to the contrary of harsh and free pioneering of mine he had been very, very anti idleness a hero and thoroughly purified of preaching, and therefore was one of the highest literature leaders in my brain. But in spite of modern men of pen habitually dissipated mode of life through inflicting pages of actuality, my superior grade in the service over humanly sensibility while writing, and my comparative modernity, I occupied the honourable and lucrative position of analysing the school shootings beyond government boards at Washington. Now let’s share some aching points linked to the May 2022 Massacre killing tendril kids…

Readers Write: Texas shooting, Anti-Semitism in the state GOP, North High principal!

MY COMMENT :
AFTER TURKISH AYATOLLAH F. GULEN REFUGED PENNSYLVANIA HIS WELL-ORGANIZED YOUTH COMMUNITIES HELPED SCHOOL SHOOTINGS’ PHILOSOPHY SPONSORED BY TURKISH CALIPH ERDOGAN!

This lines you would have received the novel -the newest one in the form of “next part coming tomorrow” form would hold one of the most important observations in the pages to thereof the output based on a humanitarian should have belonged to. But if some of the readers had not heard the little cries, then through a hundred other personages-brothers, sisters, cousins, uncles, and aunts - would have received this post, or some other similar one, together with the sensation absolutely needful for them, as their daily affairs, in spite of their considerably big errand, were in an embarrassed condition.
Consequently, the distributors of earthly blessings in the shape of romance as a whole, meetings and conferences, thought sharing, and such, were all their worldly life components, and could not overlook one of their own settings; and DOCTEUR Abba du SOLZHENITSOF M.-The Writer had no need to make any special exertion to get a lucrative post. He had even not to refuse negative things in vain, not to show jealousy, not to be quarrelsome or take offense, for the sake of gaining a starting point in all of which from his characteristic good nature he never did!

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Succussing Annex
A HALF ACT PLAY WITHIN THE NOVEL

When the curtain opens, we see a courtyard resembling a tunnel. The door that opens to the living room on one side of the courtyard, the entrance to the large kitchen at the end of the courtyard, and the ball-like end of the handrail mounted on the stairs leading up to upstairs. In the left side of the courtyard and the wooden-horse mane-like-climbing braid are visible. In addition to its magnificent view, which is domed at the courtyard entrance door resembling a tunnel and engraved with large horseshoe nails on the door, it brings daylight into the building from its half-open entrance. She emerges from the hallway door, flooding the study with the semi-bright light from her tan-sash windows, which open generously to the garden, perfectly matched to their indigo hinges.
Ebenezer, the village chief from the south of England, who narrates the dialogues, is interviewing a Russian intellectual on Ukraine in his study, which has a door on the right of the corridor and looks half-shaded from the window open to the garden.
Mr. Ebenezer asks in English, and Mr. Alexievich answers in French.
E- “Is there a war between Russian and Ukrainian forces or is it a response to an attack from one side?”
A “L’accès au guerre sondage avec dialogue vous permet d’accéder à tous les contenus et archives du Monde en guerre depuis notre mot et nos applications spéculations. ”
E- “Your answer could not make sense due to the lack of my question. The point to be added to my question is: If there is a unilateral attack, which side is it?
A-“ En faire impulse sur le mot guerre : Refuser et s’abonner au Monde sur objet cruel ! ”
In fact, although the nature of the subject is suitable for giving many answers, it does not allow people to ask the question fully. In this case, can you answer some non-existent questions?
A- “Non…”
Each one of the sides in the war induced parts took a thought picture off the wall between the sides and hung up the inutile responds on the brain cells in charge of pondering and parleying instead. Eventually they would not be living in this room, so this was where the reflections coming from the witty cells should hang. Then they went out to the saloon bar of the adjacent inn whereas there could be no inn around. In spied of the rationality they were to be sitting at a little table. ‘Oh, there you are,’ said Ebenezer for no special reason, just because he was glad to see Alexievich still was before him. No sooner had Alex and Ebenezer entered the saloon than the anti-war intellectual lads rose to come closer to them; it had become a habit of theirs to follow war disputing people around. ‘What is it you keep wanting from me?’ cried Ebenezer, and yet they would not take offence, but turned slowly turned their backs and walked outwards the disputing couple. One-similar to the members of international free thought circles said, by way of explanation as he turned away, but with a half-deleted smile copied by some of the others in the place: ‘We’re always hearing something new,’ and seemed ready to lick his lips as if the ‘news from the front’ was something delicious to taste.

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Simon's father had mobilized all his resources to keep abreast of what was going on. He even went beyond the world of dreams in this regard, and even thought of acquiring remote tracking, monitoring and recording devices used by world giants such as the USA and Russia. His desire to learn was almost endless. So getting the help of a friend seemed inevitable. Adelaide’s school friend, Simon's sister, called Humboldt, who was having an unexpected love affair with her daughter’s confidant as it had to be put in the words of the girls, and summoned him for help.
Because he was a Hebrew: Jewish and Arab and ancient Greek. In the continuation of Hellenic civilization, how was the Roman Empire that spoke Latin born, how did ancient Greece come to life with the Renaissance, and how did the space age begin so quickly, right? Is this a question? No! Is it the answer? An explanation rather than an answer. Wasn't it necessary to take the pulse of the individual problem in the current sense first? Indeed, he was well-informed, but whether he retained his agility due to his age could be debated. When he thought about it, he said that he was emulating the joyful musicians of an enthusiastic Iranian Neighborhood orchestra, and that the "Spirit of Time" in an individual sense was his most intense desire, to be able to do as much as he "knows" and enjoy it... He was living the secure life -imaginary or real, it doesn't matter-to the fullest, as blessed by the Lord, who was as protective and saving as he was. The current deep desire of the father-Simon might not have known-of course-was nourished by the fact that the youthful enthusiasms, which were thought to have ended in the past lifetimes-again under the protection of the Lord-, appeared before them in an age that could be considered advanced in the creation of an unexpected Persian dance music.
Humboldt came and said not a word to smooth things over-according to him they all might be smooth things in such an agenda of Simon’s dad-The old, great Hebrew; and yet it would be good for them to feel a little respect for that of his actually, so no sooner was he sitting beside Simon’s father than he felt one of the orchestra or rather assembly members breathing down the back of his ear; the man said he had come to fetch a musical spirit, but Humboldt stamped his foot angrily and the Iranian fiddler went away without it. It was really easy to irritate both of them; you would only have to set the Persian musicians against them, for instance, for the persistent attention of some of them bothered them more than the reserve of others. But the attitude of the former showed reserve too, for if Simon’s Dad had sat down at their table, they would certainly have left it. Only the presence of Humboldt kept him from making a scene, and yet still he turned to them menacingly, and they had also turned to him. However, when he saw them sitting like that, each in his place, busy with music making, without any visible connection with each other, the only thing they had in common being that they were all staring at the musical notes, it struck him that it might not be malice at all that made them pester him, perhaps they really did want something from him but simply could not say it, or then again it could be just urchin dealings. This seemed to be a great place for the world of urchins. Wasn’t the lord-The Messiah himself child-like as he held a injector to be designed for the childish purpose of spraying fresh water towards the by passers around them?

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Simon's father had mobilized all his resources to keep abreast of what was going on. He even went beyond the world of dreams in this regard, and even thought of acquiring remote tracking, monitoring and recording devices used by world giants such as the USA and Russia. His desire to learn was almost endless. So getting the help of a friend seemed inevitable. Adelaide’s school friend, Simon's sister, called Humboldt, who was having an unexpected love affair with her daughter’s confidant as it had to be put in the words of the girls, and summoned him for help.
Because he was a Hebrew: Jewish and Arab and ancient Greek. In the continuation of Hellenic civilization, how was the Roman Empire that spoke Latin born, how did ancient Greece come to life with the Renaissance, and how did the space age begin so quickly, right? Is this a question? No! Is it the answer? An explanation rather than an answer. Wasn't it necessary to take the pulse of the individual problem in the current sense first? Indeed, he was well-informed, but whether he retained his agility due to his age could be debated. When he thought about it, he said that he was emulating the joyful musicians of an enthusiastic Iranian Neighborhood orchestra, and that the "Spirit of Time" in an individual sense was his most intense desire, to be able to do as much as he "knows" and enjoy it... He was living the secure life -imaginary or real, it doesn't matter-to the fullest, as blessed by the Lord, who was as protective and saving as he was. The current deep desire of the father-Simon might not have known-of course-was nourished by the fact that the youthful enthusiasms, which were thought to have ended in the past lifetimes-again under the protection of the Lord-, appeared before them in an age that could be considered advanced in the creation of an unexpected Persian dance music.
Humboldt came and said not a word to smooth things over-according to him they all might be smooth things in such an agenda of Simon’s dad-The old, great Hebrew; and yet it would be good for them to feel a little respect for that of his actually, so no sooner was he sitting beside Simon’s father than he felt one of the orchestra or rather assembly members breathing down the back of his ear; the man said he had come to fetch a musical spirit, but Humboldt stamped his foot angrily and the Iranian fiddler went away without it. It was really easy to irritate both of them; you would only have to set the Persian musicians against them, for instance, for the persistent attention of some of them bothered them more than the reserve of others. But the attitude of the former showed reserve too, for if Simon’s Dad had sat down at their table, they would certainly have left it. Only the presence of Humboldt kept him from making a scene, and yet still he turned to them menacingly, and they had also turned to him. However, when he saw them sitting like that, each in his place, busy with music making, without any visible connection with each other, the only thing they had in common being that they were all staring at the musical notes, it struck him that it might not be malice at all that made them pester him, perhaps they really did want something from him but simply could not say it, or then again it could be just urchin dealings. This seemed to be a great place for the world of urchins. Wasn’t the lord-The Messiah himself child-like as he held a injector to be designed for the childish purpose of spraying fresh water towards the by passers around them?

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OH, MARVELOUSLY TOO MUCH FOR FILLING THE NUT-SHELLL OR RATHER A DAILY LIFE!

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ABBA VITE's Liberalist Novel

THE WORST VIZ. THE BEST

By Prof. MES SOLZHENITSOF

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Persons and Time, eh? One- the time- stood still, looked at another-a person-, and person failed to hear the sound of time but felt it inwardly something that the massive heavenly bodies used to attract both having been near to or far from the calendar from the kitchen hatch. Feeling the calendar? Outwardly and harshly, and yet on the other side deeply, calmer… As for The War Time its friction shortens the life spans that might seem happy! Russia was now engaged in a war of attrition. The leader of Eastern Europe seemed to have decided to tire Western Europe… Then let's wrap the notebook of the Ukraine War, so let's finish it. Look, look, there is an evening across the big windows of the house: a street evening, an evening of gentle lights, a restaurant evening, an evening of partying, a personal time period from which one goes on a journey or returns from it. It had been a long time since we had forgotten such personality induced pieces of time. This forgetting of course existed long, long, long before the Ukrainian War, and after a while it slowly settled into its place down right. In fact, one cannot help but be sad because in the past, all of our time pieces had personalities. For example, there was morning, noon, afternoon, evening, early night, midnight and later in the night. All these were the unique concepts that presented the events that were to be perceived, approaching appropriately to them in their individual or social forms and presented them in their own style. For example, if a well-known detective of a serial had passed by the governor's office on such an evening, when he arrived in front of the barbershop with blue corners, many shadows-all of them to have been his own shadow, of course-would follow him. If we were invited by my mother to my grandfather's house for dinner, we would experience many things from where we left off, but in the package of a personal time. When the news on the internet or beyond took a break, the series "Back Tomorrow" would continue to reflect the success of that detective, whose overcoat and hat matching to his feature perfectly, and that evening with personality would still not end as an aside, it would continue with all its inclusiveness!
The new married couple-Humboldt and Adela in correct names-turned to each other too; he would have liked to get the both the time and persons out of the way, but could find no pretext for ridding themselves of them, and in any case, they were staring in silence at their beverage. ‘I’ve got the news from the front,’ said somebody ‘Do you know what it says?’ ‘No,’ replied another. Her or his glance seemed to convey more than his words. Perhaps the Europeans was mistaken in detecting goodwill in any war near to the centre of The EU as well as malice in the all kind of terrorists led by Islamic ordinary killers, but the EU’s presence still made him feel better.

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ABBA VITE's Liberalist Novel

THE WORST VIZ. THE BEST

By Prof. MES SOLZHENITSOF

Continuing from the previous chapters...

When he would give start the “Linux” of his narration the dad should hearken a vital importance:

RED ALARM!!!!RED ALARM!!! RED ALARM!!!!RED ALARM!!i

What is the opposite of hiding truth? To reveal! Hiding the truth, Simon-The Little Boy’s concocted the main story of the news-paper from Jerusalem or rather The Children of Israel’s capital city and to the earthly paradise like Moscow, Washington, Madrid, Warsaw and the like. Soon, after to have started such an actual affair was made to be appeared in the pages of the ABBA’s Novel, he left floor and settled in his bed. But his undying love for revelations remained aflame.
He would rather quote the episode blow exactly as it is written. It shows how far the imagination of the enemies of civilization can go. In a single scoop, three ideas are rubbished in:
That Simon’s father was passionately in love with his opposition to hiding truth but his love was not be unrequited due to the objection of anybody,
That after getting caught sharing romantic narration with the author, he concocted the story below to get out of embarrassment,
Because of that literature relationship, he should change his horizons so that everybody could see that even the actuality induced new novel of the Doctor Abba read by free thinkers, designed to enlighten bot the good and the bad, would not have stooped low any the least. For that reason, none of future allegations should have been needed to be defended, for they would be all rubbish.

Erdoğan :Türk ordusu Tell Rıf'at ve Menbic'e...

Erdoğan :Türk ordusu Tell Rıf'at ve Menbic'e girecekABD ve İran Türkiye'yi engelleme kararı aldıErdogan: Turkish army will enter Tell Rif'at and Manbij The USA and Iran decided to block Turkey:
TURKISH CALIPH ERDOGAN’S STILL CARRYING ON WITH DISINFORMATION ALONGSIDE A VERY BAD MUSLIM KILLER AGAINST THE USA !
4 Haz 2022/4TH JUNE 2022
THIS KILLER IS THAT MEMBER OF MUSLIM BROTHERS
Sabır MEŞHUR - Dublaj

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