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OhMadamCaptainMyCaptain

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LETTER IN A BOTTLE
FOR MY DEAR MADAM CAPTAIN
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++CDROM included ( yes, 68 min of music )
of GNU/*NIX compatible software capable of generating INFINITE MUSIC with Fibonacci sequence. https://gu.pro.br/LyraZ.cpp – this source is intentionally bugged so ppl THINK and READ the fucking shit.
MUSIC TRACKED IN RENOISE AFTER MIDI GENERATED
all rights belong to the left side of none ©opyAllright License by Guzpido (Guz Tavo Conte) VALID ONLY FOR THIS PRODUCT ALL USES OF THIS LICENSE WILL BE PUNISHED WITH KARAOKE – if u’d like to burn this into a cdrom either crop last minutes or use ffmpeg. TKS

LISTEN TO MY LETTER NOW HERE

ATZ

Hello, world.
As I try to sync and commit the changes
&& (and) understand why my teacher is not here anymore
|| (or) just spit it out some double-sized things.

Was actually crying but someone told be to redirect OUTPUT to null device;
Since none will hear your UNTITLED crying on /dev/null
You can actually sing, make poems, write about truth you find of stuffs,
those stupid shitty people try but can’t do in school very well
but those thaat not give up their shit
and keep trying
pushing
flips the dice, Madam. Am I wrong?

Even the most prodigy need a kraftwerk.
And before the kraft there is lotsa werk.

Yes 2001 was a terrible year you morons. 2001 copy that?
The worst was not even 2001 it was 2000, dude.

It wasnt nothing between 2006-2016 neither will be shutdown immediately LAPSE
In 2000 they’ve decided the shot. Project FUCKOFF.
Khaos, Kairós, Kalinka, FUCKOFF – they’ve implemented as I can see it, Barry, since 2006 = 13 telecomms all *MAMMAMIA*

You know, interception of telecomm? Try doing it. See if it works for you. No it does not work for me and definetely not for madam Captain, madam.

I will share my amount of lack of scheduling capability
to your nazi misunderstanding of LIFE, bastards, yes, you, bigshots, misunderstood of course,
¿wannabe-aliens:
MONEY
and POWER
can’t became possessions – you stupid stupid stupid killers

yes YOU KILLED MY CAPTAIN
Your Cap., sir.
Madam tought she could teach things to lazy morons
So as a last cmd on her script
She departed thru the events of the horizon that
WE HAVE BECOME
=FBI leaked on 2006 to Security Lists,
=UrobUros campaign was already under heavy huh activity.
=Now the elections. Can you “CONNECT THE DOTS” – CAN YOU SEE? Sea, Madam. Sail to the sea allright.

I am too sailing.

yes I FORGIVE YOU MADAM
and I forgive myself
for constructing this incredible toymachina that became the mechatronicTOOL of a moron. Of a stupid monochromatic man,
fULL OF HIGH DEFINITION WINDOWS AND COLOURED DEVICES WITH SHINY LIGHTS THAT GLIMPSE, JUST A GLIMPSE OF POWER.

That think that the colour of our skin or eyes could possible matter for the impulses into every common people’s brain, including his artefacts that blink to fill his empty spaces.

To bzip2 everything into something more practical, I therefore say: THAT THE sAME POWER THAT TOOK EVI AWAY
Same money that could not keep her
watching
you
stay. I spoke my mind, Madam
As you told me to follow the path of the good practice
I’ve documented and extracted knowledge amplified by communication.
me and my buddies; out COMMUNITY

* Okey- CAP – – so, here is the lazy morons you tought you could teach one day
with your most lucid respect for crazyness
to all the plugs you missed when connected here on Earth
you always had the key because you we’re inventing the door
while rich bastards defenestrate our efforts
TRUTH HAPPENS ANYWAY

People like you are not made for the highway.

They must challenge the Ocean deeply.

SPEAK YOUR MIND. DON’T BACK DOWN.
BE POWERFULL BEYOND MEASURE
FREE
AND INDEPENDENT
AS HUMAN BEINGS ARE SUPPOSED TO BE

Equality raises ourselves before the Gods
but the material poison you construct with the weapons of the Masters, ipse venom bibas.

I could be crying. But I got a lot of work to do.
I’m a root sysadm
oldschool
almost free
almost out of the box
between truth and my own lies
Lies the spirit of MY CAPTAIN
BECAUSE POETRY
Is beyond words.
madam, my captain, madam.

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