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| 95% | You don't need big brothers standing there, I will stop you from something. And we have the right to be good. Mankind is always progressing. We aren't progressing. We are progressing. Yes, but it's not the religious part of the progress. It's mankind who progresses. Tell me what, tell me why. Why can't we live together? I really don't see it like that. Tell me why, tell me why. Why can't we live together? We're told in the Baha'i writings that we should not fight over religion. We should not argue about religion. Why can't we live together? Why can't we live together? Which one of you is right? Neither of us. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. You're just a little piece in this world. | ▶️ |
| 98% | 1187, Hunter-Voss. That's the hotel, what? Where I live? Nice place, I sure guess. Is that part of the test? No, just warming up, that's all. It's not fancy or anything. You're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all this is the test now? Yes, you're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all of a sudden you look at it. What world? What desert? Doesn't make any difference what desert is completely hypothetical. But after my breathing, maybe you're fed up. Maybe you want to be by yourself, who knows? You look down and you see a tortoise, Leon. It's crawling towards you. Tortoise? What's that? You know what a turtle is? Of course. Same thing. Never seen a turtle. But I understand what you mean. You reach down and you flip the tortoise over on his back, Leon. You make up these questions, Mr. Holden, and they write them down for you. The tortoise lays on his back, his belly baking in a hot sun beating his legs trying to turn himself over, but it can't. Not without your help. Would you not help him? What do you mean I'm not helping? I mean you're not helping. Why is that Leon? They're just questions, Leon. In answer to your query, they're written down for me. It's a test designed to provoke an emotional response. Shall we continue? Describe in single words only the good things that come into your mind. About your mother? My mother? Yeah. Let me tell you about my mother. | ▶️ |
| 95% | Well then it is a dumpster size, it is he unique and angry, or it's like, I'm kind of not a mystic, not a Mr. Jones, I'm a good thing! | ▶️ |
| 92% | Why be honest? It's a good idea. For anyone who doesn't have a perception, and acts in a single perception, why not? It's a true opportunity. If an express any of us has a high level of heart rate, then you will all be a part of your heart like a good model. And we can say, that's probably what we want. | ▶️ |
| 98% | Backing together with rain for 40 days, Aye I like Slain's, but I can't show no pain. My headache, enormous proportions, The size of a bucket, painkillers can't touch it. Show what my little brother's gone. Now I'm torn apart as I stand with the knife. At my heart, we shared the good and the bad times. When walls broke out to the store, it was half time. Remember she came back, yo, And we got beatings with the Hot Wheel Track. I felt the hurt from your own predicament. Lost the scholarship, can't play pro board with torn ligaments. Career suddenly ended, your goal was offended. Suicide, death tips recommended to try black, But you were not versed as we blessed the earth. So let us pour the wine, preventing suicide. So | ▶️ |
| 95% | Why won't you do it, that's not good, you fool! | ▶️ |
