it would be normal to have translators.. it would also be normal for some of those translators to be comp'd
oh shit (oh shit oh shit, etc)
Yeah, not demons.. Genies. kek.
What's the context of the photo.. I'm a big "ron should stay in FL" kinda guy.. but also.. what a shitty crop out of context.. In my America, you're allowed to be a teacher at some event having a beverage and if a bunch of high school girls run up for a photo, you haven't ruined your future political career.. but they also blurred the shit out of this.. seems like a pathetic wish for a smear.
kek nipple dick, new one..
Nah the whole thing is pixelated.. I just saw the full picture, didn't realize it was the girl holding the beer when the text was over it, thought hit was his beer.. still.. can't tell if those are highschool girls or not.. looks like she's got a nice watch on and they're dressed like college girls or older if you ask me.. not sold, looks like hype
humans aren't silicate based constructs though.. if you're familiar with all the lore surrounding Jinn, whether its a home or a prison, the structure must be made from "sand".
wow, idk, conflating nephs with djinn is a bit of a stretch to me.. djinn are ubiquitous sentient energy.. smokeless fire. they can be good, evil or neutral, but tend to be self serving.
you lost me too
both of you lost me, i'm no expert.. my background is in middle eastern interpretation of djinn via islam, pseudo-islamic folk lore, and 1001 Arabian Nights.. but thanks for the input.. with you in spirit. God bless you and protect you from nasty energies out there.
Sounds like a bullshit premise to begin with.. Q could have used AI to mine data or build its comms, but white or black, it was too important to just let an AI run wild.. it just doesn't make sense.
Seemed pretty human.. had typos, confirmed they were typos, had other typos but were intentional etc..
kek, wow, imagine he pfizers himself all over the podium. I'm now picturing a fusion scene between Carrie (pig blood psychic chick from 70s movie) and The Thing (Carpenter 1982), where for some reason he's got like, clots all hopped up on POTATOUS grade amphetamines coming out his nose and whipping around at the audience.