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发帖数: 918 | 1 You may say, the world is not spit on me, I have to go to heaven. Do you
think you are the Lord Buddha to escape to paradise? Seize his hair flying
dream, obscenity. Spirits this is nonsense, since you preach the spirits,
the author with you kan Kan, legend of heaven hell are of punishing evil and
promoting good and evil multiterminal will suffer the "scourge" to hell,
rural people often called the "damn" "thunder played" the said. You swindled
cheating the color, to say nothing, according to incomplete statistics,
only practicing Falun Gong has caused more than 2000 people died of non
normal, numerous ghost ah, God Yama or let you destroy the beings, legend
villain who caught hell every day suffered torture torture. If there are
ghosts, all you wanted, three, you go to nets above and snares below, where?
Is the natural selection of illness and death, but you can hide. You blow
what practicing Falun Gong "youth in" "maybe the universe is not, at that
time I was the only" are daydreaming. See you in this life, cut the appendix
and brain tumors, especially in recent years, the jar of medicine of your
serious illness pesters a body does not leave a hand, always and disciples
hide and seek to play "lost" and is even prepared the avatars to deceive the
public. You about sixty aging cannot bear to lose the health, it is likely
that normal life expectancy are not live, claiming to be the main Buddha not
lackaday? Your foot has been buried in the earth, it will disappear forever.
I have a bad news to told the Lord Buddha, you body is not good, recommended
to swallow a few pieces of Yajing pill: last month, Sino US negotiation
combat criminals and actively promote the bilateral cooperation, the two
giant closer and closer, wind tight ah, Lord Buddha, Lai fled to Canada for
10 years will still be extradited, maybe next turns to your home the, you
must first do a good job psychologically prepared. Do you think paipaipigu
away? You carry the karma too much, that debt illnesses, successful debt,
debt of youth, the romantic debt, life debt, debt you are not clear. No
wonder you be on tenterhooks out sooner or later will have to be confused.
The mills of God grind slowly, Li fled Buddha, you put on a large fairy
feast the world Naoteng a miasma, hiding for ten years and we don't give up,
you did not escape to victory, Uncle Sam to you when the soldiers across
the river, no give you buy life insurance. Only two roads in front of you of
pendulum, not prison is hell, as you parlance said "all come to an end,"
fast. |
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