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However after sometime wouldn't these people choose to move further and explore and meet other people wouldn't their ideas be individually different and yet tribally alike? these things I do wonder about and yet I still haven't found one person that i can talk to unless somehow people can learn to listen and speak to one another and exchange ideas. Yet many people may go against this in a way that people individually should choose who they are near too and should show common respect to the other people who sometimes fall near to them as well. Wouldn't this mean that they already have a set of ideas that work near each other and cause the least problem between them and how would this affect other people around. If people chose to be on their own and not bother a person, would they ever feel the need to be around other people or would they spend a lifetime away and be set in their ways in the next. What would happen if lots of people felt this need and yet still couldn't communicate in a way that expressed not bothering the next person? Would this idea be a set of rules, a generalized way to treat the next person, or would it be some ancient way of thought where people expressed thought, emotion, and conveyed togetherness, how many problems do individuals have to face before they realize to survive they have to get along in a way that is meant for each individual person to understand as well as people that individual is around have understanding of their own. Perhaps i got away from the word government but the idea of government once meant this to the essence of myself in the sense it was forgotten but learnt on my own again.
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So in the essence of the soul and essence of the body haven't all things that we need almost always been right there in front of us, isn't there music on the streets as their was once music in the sea, isn't the fruit still growing on the tree, isnt the water still flowing from the ground, isn't our friends animals milk still sweet to drink, haven't they a say in the things that happens to their bodies as well as their souls, dont some have a sense of understanding almost of our own, what kind of things is it ok to just hand out and what other things is it no longer ok to have, how much understanding for once do I individually have around on my own individual ideas, could other people understand these in their own way that they might explain to me what it means as well, what kinds of things do people perceive as needing and wanting and what is all around that people have to see but still cant have even if it is just needing, what things were we once used to having that we no longer have even when everyone else had them as well, would this be the meaning of the word commercialism.
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If a person where to ask of riddles in the past. What ancient knowledge would he seek and if he found more things to know how long would he wait to go below. If the night were the day and friends were essays how many peoples would think past steeples and into the knowledge of under the road knowledge lost in deep beyond what people think. Problems abound in many towns perhaps earthshaking sounds speaks of peoples around, in a world lost and found how safe a mans town when everything shatters and things understood, truly what matters is where a man stood. For things that are good are often misunderstood and explanations may come in the light of the sun, in underground trust hidden in the hearts rust, a man almost lost wonders in holocaust, lost in a sea with few friends but me, my true self it seems almost lost in dreams, and almost lost it would seem between things hidden in seams, lost in the cracks towns safety's are racked, but in time it seems new understandings of things, bring back memories lost in a dream shown to me in sheen hidden in the dark a light that brightens as a spark, a lost friend ripped apart lost in some ancient form of art, in the light of truthfulness a long lost ruthlessness in fed by devastation, a long lost man diajin renamed as nathan, forever lost in the abyss too many things a man shouldn't miss a new found bliss of reconciliation a finding of a long lost civilization, a man now awakened, constantly looked upon and debated, 22 years together but away somehow in the wind things still continue to sway, tomorrow's light shines on a new day, a day of discovery a day of learning anew, a day the sky shines not so blue, but new things to learn open things not yet knew, many ears and many hearts look for long lost parts to ancient pasts lost beneath the grass, broken down in sounds new learning abounds what new knowledge is found, and what old knowledge is sound when new happenings come from the ground, a tree grows tall do it grow deep as the river runs, the grass grows and an animal runs does the grass hide the animal from the sun, in a world with no lungs are songs still sung, where do things to know go when seeds aren't sown so that understanding is grown, do polotics ring in most ancient dreams, do councils abound in the land beneath town, are learnings enough for a man lost in dust at the cost of a mind what new riddle in time can a man study when blind, can someone think when lost on the brink of a past lost in the grass. what new knowledge does oppression bring when voices ring like sirens lost in osiris or were those an oasis lost in the basis of time a new riddle in the words of a ryme long lost lines about communal minds and oppression of my family speaks a new white smell reeks of deception in the streets long lost study's left beaten and bloodied perhaps a new way to open categories of a study.
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If most peoples were to agree on a set of ideas to make make people generally more happy in all aspects of life, wouldn't the physical world be more like a place where everyone enjoys themselves even though day to day problems had to be solved, what if everyone had everything they needed because they participated in making these things then learning new things to do to keep a tribal based version of people going, what if all the food was grown by hydroponics, what if the next day you could go and make your own clothes any design you wanted what if no job was ever the same, what if houses weren't rented but meant to be lived in because thats what they are there for, what if there wasn't money and everyone basically helped out with general chores to take care of the tribe. What if you could spend time making your own music and not have to worry about electricity because it was meant for everyone's use anyway, why do we have to pay for something that everyone is meant to have. Why do we pay for the most abundant resource on earth, what would happen if everything you needed was free but you still had to go out and make it then the next day you went and took care of something else what happens when our generation gets to stand up and look out into the future at the way we want to live and our children to live, what happens when we realize that the cars are killing the trees sooner than we can convert them to cleaner cars, what happens when our oceans are fished out and the animals have all been poached what happens when in all seriousness we realize the whole world is in a state of control and chaos meant to hold most people down so that a few can rise and be happy, people know there is a better way to do things and yet we refuse to change the way we live why is this, Is it wrong to talk about a better process of things, is it wrong to dream of a happier world where less bad things happen, why is it a man feels threatened when speaking of such things. Is there a way to bring the people of the world together in a way that everyone is happier and what are other peoples ideas on this.
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ateewandawaataya ayna a bayda. Hello, how is everyone doing? eeseenayanda atneta ia dayaiajin. My name is the story of Diajin. Mayandawa atayetawa ta a dayeetan a paersian eytawan. My bloodline makes me a persian prince. Taeetaway daymarenda dyrian atmeyitasip a dindu. My family came on a ship marenda to the river mississippi. ayetawedeshaki etwe de sikdu pardishiki miinduwa. As captured slaves and warriors.
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Diajin, you lost my respect. You don't explain your ideas very well and then you type in complete cryptic. If you want a place to vent off your philosophies, get livejournal or ask the moderators to make a section for you (if you have good thoughts). I'm going to give Dreamtime my brutal analysis.
I studied linguistics, and I will tell you he is not speaking in any language. It's definitely not indo-european, nor is it semitic, or asian, or the other languages.
If you copied and pasted any of his longer words on google, you'll find that no foreign website or US websites match the word.
I tnhik he mdae tihs all up in the "Esotirec" Knolgedwe siceotn for atetntion. Mabye he wluod hvae siad tihs is an esotirec langguae from an alain civiloizaitn. Remeembr taht he was in-(the Astgloory sign for a red crab)-ated before, so he mgiht not be "merged", and qiute esaily trirgeegd to act out lkie rghit now. He needs to deprogram.
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