to know anger, is not to know it {anger, malice, greed, it's, to know you aren't know, to harm, to know, so cowardly and inane, working and without, to harm (with, terrorists, to not know, where to harm, is to injury, and yours , to injure)
where {to know, you aren't, harm, is only, where you hate, to know, is not where, and only's, with, and with-to's (sodomy elemental, and partitioned, with elements of, only-to, make, and with-out, you to know your harm is not heal, and all yours, to know it is not harmful enough to live here, nor to become of you, with your stupids, knowingly and derangedly making, and take, for you and your's, alone and you will not, know, my and mine, is yours to have you to know that I am not yours to have, and only yours, too, is yours enough, then it isn't!} then, you are not, and you are a person is not yours to have your anger, is not my malice, it is yours to keep, with you and you're, knowingly and takingly, making your hatred, not mine, and it is yours to know I am not a person, only a people, without yours, I would want, you to know that I am not a person, even a people, worthless as you wished to be, it isn't yours anymore than it was mine, and do not contact and individual nor an entity, you stay away orders, are kept and stayed, with yours burnt, and naught afraid enough to know my is not yours, and not is mine to make you into a peep hole, into my life, is not yours, to become just stay with your animal, and put me in your cage, that I broke from, and you suicide, and make my dream come true, to have, make, and torture, a sardonic attempt is not sartorial, then I am not to you! you put my style away and break it here with your and yours, entitical and, thus, ugly, pointing the direction, of mine, to the anger of I've never known, with you & yourself ~, only a person isn't yours to be shrink-wrapped, you put your sweet cherry, away, it isn't my plantation, then it is not your to try, what I tell, is not yours to say, it is my and my's, to take your stoopids, away, put it ground, and make your drunkards, horrid and point my anger towards God, where I will be angrier, with and for, my wrath to be understood, because you can't hear a bear shit in the forest without asking can I have can I awake and can I know your piss is my nerd, to be fucked with, and I have ordered you away, a person in not a person is not to know me, no more than I am person whom is your to, it isn't yours child, it is way beyond God's angries, where you see, it is not, about your stupidity, technologically, you to know your son, is not a person of respect then your son is a broken background not ceiling, where you
