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ユニ妖精 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ueBDJ_VPghk

Незнаю где находится субъектность феи и вообще находится ли она но если антисубъектность антифеи находится в.... хммм то есть сатурни это
получается что\
значит оки антисубъектность антифеи отвечает за генерацию то субъектность феи за ДЕгенерацию становление pure волшебными няшами
значит академия всех няшей Yni для дегенератов и культ проклятых (некромантии смерти, вообще даже ^　значёк субъектности феи это на самом деле нижняя часть руны смерти и перевёрнутого креста как на☮️ значке "мира" то есть даже палочку фруфи убрала из символа как бы символизируя что став феей больше нет пути обратной дороги назад и @frufi даже сама признавалась что точно знает что после смерти мы попадаем в мир грёз пространство как во снах а это на самом деле ад то есть представьте что вы никогда не сможете просыпаться и вернуться в мир кубикони) а развиваться и жить можна ТОЛЬКО в сектусемпри сатурни онлайн оки значит академия всехн яшей юни создана повилитилим Сауроном сатурни которая создала так называемую големную назгульную фею^ frufi чтобы объеденить всех архимагов грёз и лишить их воли вау

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#かわいい魔法 #Diversity #Equality #Yni #cutemagic #fairi #freedom #cutemagic #purity #multifruity #fruityEcology #ユニ ＃中二妖精 ＃ユニ妖精＾ ^ ♥

На самом деле существует только прошлое и будущее настоящего НЕ СУЩЕСТВУЕТ
Это легко доказать и почувствовать: вы никогда не можете «почувствовать настоящее» : разгадка в вас то есть почему именно вы а не кто то другой например почему именно вы видите это сообщение а например вы не булочка или жвачка из соседнего магазина
Также дежавю или» ложные воспоминания» как вас кажется это небольшие в вашей субъектности наблюдателя который и влияет на мир . Больше ответов можно найти просто в ваших снах( попробуйте разветвлять время, особенно это чувствуется в момент пробуждения) или когда вы ещё раз почувствуете дежавю или как будто вообще воспоминание изменилось #ユニかわいい魔法妖精ゲーム
на самом деле у фей никогда не было какое то поколение как юни субкультура: генерация и поколения имеют место только в играх сектусемпри сатурни онлайн поетому феи и вневременные няши колледжей и песочниц Академии Yni^

希望に満ちた妖精の主観に時代を超えた天使が訴えます：かわいい魔法の自由の日がやってきます。

Как фее^ найти работу и закрепиться в Великой　Yni＾фрутовых ангелофф Японии fairi-castell？#かわいい魔法 ＾みんあちゃんへ（звёздочка) я заплакала＾θέλｙni＾это видео о моих впечатлениях о системе воображаемых тестирований неправильных пони
порабощающих и лишающих воли сознание и волшебной няши、по правилам для победы в которых вневременным ангельским юняшам запрещенно быть искренней помогите пожалуйста все няши yni＾
Офисы у Великой ложи вольных и принятых каменщиков Японии в Tokio、мне они очень нравятся! Прошу писать комментарии^ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UbFcKeeS32E
...＾на саом деле сейчас всё оки и всё получилось волшебно и в моей юни грёз о которой я всегда мечтала
よろしくお願いします

Всё уже давно придумано патриархами.

"Those of Earth, as I understand it, which is your home world, are the most despicable. They are petty. They mistake weakness for virtue. They take their lack of appetite, their incapacity to feel, as a merit. How small they are. The more they betray their own nature the more they congratulate themselves on their perfection. And they put economic gain above all. Their greed and their fevered scratching repulses me."
"Not all on Earth are like that," I said.
"It is a food world," it said, "and the food is not of the best."
"What do you put above all?" I asked.
"Glory," it said. It looked at me. "Can you understand that?" it asked.
"I can understand it," I said.
"We are soldiers," it said, "the two of us."
"How is it that an animal without strong social instincts can be concerned with glory?" I asked.
"It emerges, we speculate, from the killings."
"The killings?" I asked.
"Even before the first groups," it said, "we would gather for the matings and killings. Great circles, rings of our people, would form in valleys, to watch."
"You fought for mates?" I asked.
"We fought for the joy of killing," it said. "Mating, however, was a prerogative of the victor." It took a rib bone from the lart and began to thrust it, scraping, between its fangs, freeing and removing bits of wedged meat. "Humans, as I understand it, have two sexes, which, among them, perform all the functions pertinent to the continuance of the species.
"Yes," I said, "that is true."
"We have three, or, if you prefer, four sexes," it said. "There is the dominant, which would, I suppose, correspond most closely to the human male. It is the instinct of the dominant to enter the killings and mate. There is then a form of Kur which closely resembles the dominant but does not join in the killings or mate. You may, or may not, regard this as two sexes. There is then the egg-carrier who is impregnated. This form of Kur is smaller than the dominant or the non-dominant, speaking thusly of the nonreproducing form of Kur."
"The egg-earner is the female," I said.
"If you like," said the beast, "but, shortly after impregnation, within a moon, the egg-carrier deposits the fertilized seed in the third form of Kur, which is mouthed, but sluggish and immobile. These fasten themselves to hard surfaces, rather like dark, globular anemones. The egg develops inside the body of the blood-nurser and, some months later, it tears its way free."
"It has no mother," I said.
"Not in the human sense," it said. "It will, however, usually follow, unless it itself is a blood-nurser, which is drawn out, the first Kur it sees, providing it is either an egg-carrier or a nondominant."
"What if it sees a dominant?" I asked.
"If it is itself an egg-carrier or a nondominant, it will shun the dominant," it said. "This is not unwise, for the dominant may kill it."
"What if it itself is potentially a dominant?" I asked.
The lips of the beast drew back. "That is what all hope," it said. "If it is a dominant and it encounters a dominant, it will bare its tiny fangs and expose its claws."
"Will the dominant not kill it then?" I asked.
"Perhaps later in the killings, when it is large and strong," he said, "but certainly not when it is small. It is on such that the continuance of the species depends. You see, it must be tested in the killings."
"Are you a dominant?" I asked.
"Of course," it said. Then it added, "I shall not kill you for the question."
"I meant no harm," I said.
Its lips drew back.
"Are most Kurii dominants?" I asked.
"Most are born dominants," it said, "but most do not survive the killings."
"It seems surprising that there are many Kurii," I said.
"Not at all," he said. "The egg-carriers can be frequently impregnated and frequently deposit the fertilized egg in a blood-nurser. There are large numbers of blood-nursers. In the human species it takes several months for a female to carry and deliver an offspring. In the same amount of time a Kur egg-carrier will develop seven to eight eggs, each of which may be fertilized and deposited in a blood-nurser."
"Do Kur young not drink milk?" I asked.
"The young receive blood in the nurser," he said, "When it is born it does not need milk, but water and common protein."
"It is born fanged?" I asked.
"Of course," it said. "And it is capable of stalking and killing small animals shortly after it leaves the nurser."
"Are the nursers rational?" I asked.
"We do not think so," it said.
"Can they feel anything?" I asked.
"They doubtless have some form of sensation," it said. "They recoil when struck or burned."
"But there are native Kurii on Gor," I said, "or, at any rate, Kurii who have reproduced themselves on this world."
"Certain ships, some of them originally intended for colonization, carried representatives of our various sexes, with the exception of the nondominants," it said. "We have also, where we knew of Kurii groups, sometimes managed to bring in egg-carriers and blood-nursers."
"It is to your advantage that there be native Kurii," I said.
"Of course," he said, "yet they are seldom useful allies. They lapse too swiftly into barbarism." He lowered the bone with which he was picking his teeth and threw it, and the remains of the lart, to the side of the room. He then took a soft, white cloth from a drawer in the table on which the translator reposed, and wiped his paws. "Civilization is fragile," he said.
"Is there an order among your sexes?" I asked.
"Of course there is a biological order," he said. "Structure is a function of nature. How could it be otherwise?"
"There is first the dominant, and then the egg-carrier, and then the nondominant, and then, if one considers such things Kur, the blood-nurser."
"The female, or egg-carrier, is dominant over the non-dominant?" I asked.
"Of course," he said. 'They are despicable."
"Suppose a dominant is victorious in the killings," I said. "Then what occurs?"
"Many things could occur," he said, "but he then, generally, with a club, would indicate what egg-carriers he desires. He then ties them together and drives them to his cave. In the cave he impregnates them and makes them serve him."
"Do they attempt to run away?" I asked.
"No," he said. "He would hunt them down and kill them. But after he has impregnated them they tend to remain, even when untied, for he is then their dominant."
"What of the nondominants?" I asked.
"They remain outside the cave until the dominant is finished, fearing him muchly. When he has left the cave they creep within, bringing meat and gifts to the females, that they may be permitted to remain within the cave, as part of the dominant's household. They serve under the females and take their orders from them. Most work, including the care of the young, is performed by nondominants."
"I do net think I would care to be a nondominant," I said.
"They are totally despicable," he said, "but yet, oddly, sometimes a nondominant becomes a dominant. This is a hard thing to understand. Sometimes it happens when there is no dominant in the vicinity. Sometimes it seems to happen for no obvious reason; sometimes It happens when a nondominant is humiliated and worked beyond his level of tolerance. It is interesting. This occasional, almost inexplicable transformation of a nondominant into a dominant is the reason our biologists differ as to whether our species has three, or four sexes."
"Perhaps the nondominant is only a latent dominant," I said.
"Perhaps," he said. "It is hard to tell."
"The restriction of mating to the dominants," I said, "plus the selections in the killings, must tend to produce a species unusually aggressive and savage."
"It tends also to produce one that is extremely intelligent," said the animal.
I nodded.
"But we are civilized folk," said the animal. It rose to its feet and went to a cabinet. "You must not think of us in terms of our bloody past."
"Then, on the steel ships," I said, "the killings, and the fierce matings, no longer take place."
The animal, at the opened cabinet, turned to regard me. "I did not say that," he said.
"The killings and the matings then continue to take place on the steel worlds?" I asked.
"Of course," he said.
"The past, then, is still with you on the steel worlds," I said.
"Yes," it said. "Is the past not always with us?"
"Perhaps," I said.
The beast returned from the cabinet with two glasses and a bottle.
"Is that not the paga of Ar?" I asked.
"Is it not one of your favorites?" he asked, "See," he said, "It has the seal of the brewer, Temus."
"That is remarkable," I said. "You are very thoughtful."
"I have been saving it," he told me.
"For me?" I asked.
"Of course," he said. "I was confident you would get through.'
"I am honored," I said.
"I have waited so long to talk to you," he said.
He poured two glasses of paga, and reclosed the bottle. We lifted the glasses, and touched them, the one to the other.
"To our war," he said.
"To our war," I said.
We drank.