NR

 

You wake up in the middle of the afternoon and you don't know where.

After a snack or an adulterated drink or two with an unknown substances, that causes skin and mental effects. Most visible on the face skin and eyes. And leading to do things unconsciously. Falling on those that have been around doing their job, which is to dirt to clean their clown´s job, brown science. It´s their job and what´s important for them, not so much the person. Those, me, who are against their scientific brown job, that don´t go on their own interests, they tell stories to people to put them, me,  out of their way to do their job. Of course they have to give prizes, to keep doing their job and to compensate the visible damages. They don´t want to kill but if they have to they kill, They can put their job and brown science in their mother´s brown asses. If something bad happens they clean their job and asses. And the prey gets dirty and all messed up, physically and mentally. Behaving... some end dead, drugs... brown science.

Villages, business, mini markets, fast food, drinks, coffeeshops, restaurante... they are not good there.

Because it's Sam that's there, doing what he wants to do there, doing whatever, spending money, trillions, making and running business, corrupting people, common people, politicians, government, police, selling drugs, leading everything and everyone to run and rule the land.

Scandinavia is important for Sam because it's one of the places where he can install military bases, defence systems. You know, Rússia isn't the neighbour he likes most.

It's a total disgrace, mostly for those little, beautiful girls and woman that are now on the street, in the street corners, on the phone talking with clients, disgracefully, an endless list of man of all ages, young boys, daddys, granddaddies, a business of prostitution, substancies, drugs and disgraces. 

 Your behavior seem that you are drunk but your eyes tell that's something else. You are telling that was and is something like a green tea...

Half unconscious half sober, sane, unsane you were lead to do something, something that you did, you don't know exactly what, you didn't feel anything but something strange, you don't remember everything.

You were with someone or not and in a time of loneliness, need and despair, at the point that whatever or whoever would come you would jump and climb a tree.

  Greens and yellows