Then, dig it deeper, again and much more, comrade Donald Trump...
The Kabyle who respect themselves stay outside the maneuvers executed by the instruments of that deadly regime. This is a worthy remembrance from Uncle Jeff to Lounes Matoub. The author, from Algiers, is a real distant relative but he is not entirely aware about the gigantic common tree since at least a millennium and a half. His family was living in the high mountains of Tizi-Ouzou which are famous for what is called the "Hand of the Jew" before moving to the capital of the bled. Once upon a time in real life, there was a formidable dream in that river but broken as all the other ones which started from Kabylia. It is quite widely known that he essentially is a painter, a journalist, a dramaturg, a writer, a corrector, and also a politician in the shadows. One of his texts in French is officially studied in the secondary level in Quebec. He is so talented in many fields that his brain prevents him to sleep very often but it is not the only reason. He is probably the most complete writer in French of all times, a very profound thinker, but the most unlucky politically in particular. He was one of the young disciples of Yacine Kateb from the true left. Like the latter, he used to work for some institutions in his homeland. He even reviewed the stupid constitution but he did not have enough courage to put it in rubbish and leave. However, one understands the difficult situation at that time which could have led him to the cage or the grave. After ten, twenty, thirty years, or more decades, it is so easy to see clearly and judge the predecessors who did not see a computer even the oldest version of it bigger than a Kabyle house. Nevertheless, it is contextually appropriate to quote once more Mouloud Mammeri who put it a nutshell in French: ❝Le Kabyle a toujours été bon, bon second.❞ He knows things about the assassination of Lounes Matoub and the Kabyle Black Spring among other events. Moreover, he has a superb daughter who is a lawyer in France and serene will live the man who will marry her. Anyway, the point is not his biography. ❝The whole thing related to that deadly regime is so clear. Be whoever you want even a jarya like some of your antecedents. It is not my business and I do not expect anything from you. Just stay out of my field.❞, signs Prof. Dick A. Bush. Does someone grasp what was meant by "وزارة التّعميل العالي و البحث العلفي"? Whatsoever, again iteratively too many times, a jarya in spirit and occasionally in the Turkish meaning, independently of gender, stays a jarya in the inside regardless of the display in the outside. It is a result of a classical conditioning experimented by Ivan Pavlov and others. Humans can be pushed to behave like animals even if they have a doctorate or two and their profile on asocial media is so obvious. They will be unmasked if they continue what they do because they indirectly contribute to cause harm and dare to play the victims at the same time. Amir Boukhors is so glad to discover more about those agentic people playing the intelligent, in vain, and is ready to release some interesting media. He was kidnapped to be assassinated like many others before including Ali Mecili who was shot in Paris similarity as Belkacem Krim hanged in Frankfurt. Today, it is proven that their execution was ordered by that deadly regime just like Mohamed Khider in Madrid and others elsewhere. Never trust someone having a link with that deadly regime! Fortunately, the French Security Network was alert and saved Amir Boukhors. For now, by respect to their families in Kabylia and/or elsewhere throughout the rest of the beautiful piece of land, it is avoided to mention their names and are put in a file entitled "ZLABIA+ Halal", in red. At a larger scale, it is a kind of indoctrination which fosters an agentic state. Very often, it goes from generation to generation. This is what it is objectively. Currently, there is a hypothesis that it becomes even genetical but it is not yet proven in a laboratory. This means that one should never have children with a human behaving like the dog of Ivan Pavlov. ❝Qui me cherche me trouve et le regrette à en pleurer des caillots de sang!❞, adds in French Prof. Dick A. Bush. To be continued...
This is a terrible certified information and not a diversion artificially generated by some software. The main things to verify about a fact is the name or more largely the identity, the place, and the time. Thus, what is proven for now is that a little girl of 13 years old named Marwa Boughachiche was kidnapped on Thurday, May 22, 2025, probably raped, literally decapitated and torn into pieces by some of her generous citizens of the same province, then thrown in the Mountain of the Monster (جبل الوحش in Arabic), in Constantine. It is infinitely sad to talk about a victim of a crime in this way and all the apologies to her family particularly her parents. But, it is dealt with facts. I know also this family as most of the other ones around my hometown. Perhaps, Benyamin Netanyahu ordered this abominable act to be executed by Tsahal or Mossad. Those zealers of ZLABIA+ Halal and company belonging to "جمعيّة العملاء الجزّارين" may have something to say as usual to support unconditionally the electoral agenda of the false left in France such as that of Jean-Luc Abu Bakr and also the deadly regime of their homeland which uses them as they are a convenient double instrument between two countries. They clearly support Hamas: terror. Now, here is a terminal lesson to memorize from Prof. Dick A. Bush: this is an impolitic behavior which will lead them to a full neutralization very shortly with a probability of 100%. There will be no more gentle warnings after the current one. In other words, this is the very last chance to realize what is to realize. Amir Boukhors should make a tragicomic video of all this and will be supported by accurate elements going until the least particles. Concerning myself, manipulation has zero influence on me especially that of the vicious circle of Duldul playing the clever, in vain, a liar by excellence, and broadcasting fake information. Once again, I am only a Canadian, originally a Native from Bugia in Kabylia, neither a Jew nor an Arab, coming from Cirta in Massylia a very long time ago when there were no Algeria, no France, no England, no Arabia, no Canada, no Krakozhia, and even no Russia, but there were Egypt, Rome, Carthage, Greece, Armenia, China, Israel, Phoenicia, and some other so old civilizations which were among the foundations of this planet. Apart from Quebec and Ontario, any federal institution in Canada has my complete file since my birth until now, if some foolish entities of that deadly regime or another are looking for me to get themselves into big international trouble...
يا ڨاشي! أنتس دزي مشاكل من دزاك ١٤ كرن: تسكتسل حتّسى ولدز بلادزك كي الجيا، بوكو حرام، ولاّ حماس. علاش تسبكي زعمى دزوكّى! على بالك شكون أنتس. أنتس جزّار دزي بن طسلحة. عمبالك نساو ڨاع؟ يا عنطسر زوابري! و تسحيا إسرائيل ألّي ڢوطساتس في اليوين لإستسكلال بلادزك دزي شكوپّي اليوم و تسركيا ڢوطساتس لا...
Who won, Mehdi or Messi? The latter scored four goals and the former zero but the match was stopped before its end. That "Five by five!" was not reached but it will be later politically from the inside. Even if the physical nuclear sites of the Iranian regime were destroyed at 91 or 92%, it can rebuild them within a year. Once more, this is the only durable solution: get rid of that abominable regime and support the people of Iran (neither shahical nor mollahical) to take power within a federal democraty which will look for rebuilding its country and not unbuilding those of others...
Comrade Amir Boukhors! Manipulative diversion of that deadly regime through its instruments, the traitors: make people talk on asocial media and elsewhere about everything (Gaza, Iran, Real Madrid, Mars, etc.) except what is happening in their country...
These sophisticated comrades from Iran, of the seeds of Cheikh Khayyam, are from the true left leading the counter-khotta in their country. They are in danger of death penalty but they are not afraid at all. They are currently so happy that Israel helps them to get rid of Khomeinism which killed Mahsa Amini and many others without any support from the false left in the West. Does someone understand what they say? It is not a translation of the Italian "Bella Ciao!" but an adaptation. Only the music is similar. Their reality is that they may be stoned to death just for taking the hijab away. Fortunately, they are from one of the most powerful dynasties in Iran able to fulfill victoriously a war if necessary, which prevents their execution for now, but things are never absolute. The country of David of Bethlehem will legitimately neutralize any threats for its security or existence anywhere on this planete and even outside. There was an official declaration of total war from the Iranian regime in these words in Arabic: "إسرائيل يجب أن تسقط وستسقط إن شاء اللّه!" This implies without any doubts that if it acquires nuclear weapons, it will use them against Israel and some other countries such as Arabia, Pakistan, Germany, and the United States of America. On the contrary, Israel has already advanced ones but it does not talk about the destruction of any country. It is just a means of dissuasion. Israel legitimately defends itself against the abominable hordes of cutthroats including the Iranian regime which supports Hezbollah, Hamas, Houthi, and so on, to destroy it. Anyway, sooner or later, Khomeinism will be sent to the graveyard and the people of Iran will take power in a federal democracy without any veils...
"Tura d tamegra, deffir-s d tameɣṛa!", is another set of words uttered from the deepest heart of the spirit of the native country. It originated directly from Cirta more than two millennia ago. In present days, it is a variety of Kabyle somewhere in Bugia. In the cultural heritage of North Africa and Middle East, there is, mainly but not only, a blend of Pagan, Judeo-Christian, and Shiite particularly Sufi as peacefully spiritual as sung by Nadia Ikni. All this is still practiced in Kabylia and elsewhere without being aware about it in most cases. Old generations do not even understand Arabic and follow it by tradition. It is one of the effects of the Fatimid era which was in reality completely installed, constructed, and ruled by the Kabyle, in the shadows, from Tunisia then from Egypt, along the first century of its existence in the tenth and eleventh centuries. It is useless to repeat that they were called the Ikutamen at that time, the Massyle before, the Libyan at another time, and so on among lot of other names. One of their credos looks as follows: "We will resist until victory or victory!" Then, they lost control and were defeated. They were hunted and slaughtered more cruelly than with the Christian and the Jew. They were obliged to hide, flee, or (feign to) convert. Nevertheless, their patrimony is still alive. Physically, they are not tens of millions. Culturally, their impact on the regions mentioned above is the most durable of all times. Nowadays, there is a dominance of Sunnism with its numerous tendencies, all deadly especially Salafism, supported with tens of billions of dollars from the "brothers" of the Mashreq bringing terrorism such as AQIM (former SGPC), Boko Haram, and Hamas. Globally, the dogma of Duldul is negative and destructive. This is history as it is. Most people deal with topics they do not grasp enough especially in the West. They behave within an electoral box and support dangerous matters. As an instance, they helped to establish Khomeinism in Iran in 1979. Is the people of this country fine today? Certainly, a fact is a fact just like salt is salty and pepper is peppery. The causes, the effects, the conceptions, the perceptions, the interpretations, the manipulations, or anything else are something else. Whatever was the past, one should presently try to be honest at least with oneself, this is how the spirit lost in the way will be regained, this is what may make meet the future. Unfortunately, the crowd still insists to be the fierce enemy of itself and it is a suicidal behavior...
Seggemem cittuḥ apuyikyinik-agi i Xayti Sirin. Avik rispi. Naɣ aya? This is a variety of Kabyle, a very profuse one, incredibly far from Arabic contrary to what many wrongly believe by ignorance and/or something else, in some places in Tizi-Ouzou where "L" is generally (not always) pronounced "Y": apuyikyinik is then apuliklinik which is a creolized word from the French polyclinique, and this cute woman pronounced it polycninique in her way in that "inremboursable" French...
Captain Ella, Arab, Moslem, Israeli, a senior officer within Tsahal, fights Hamas and the other abominable hordes of cutthroats even AQIM. To meditate: this is Hamas (and company) but war must be stopped everywhere and the best solution to terminate Hamas and the other abominable hordes of cutthroats is to annex Gaza with its inhabitants who will be happy within the great country of King David of Bethlehem just like Captain Ella and the other non-Hebrew citizens....
رسول الرّب (نقطة فوق الرّاء على كلّ حال) إستطاع أن يشقّ القمر بمساعدة صديقه العظيم و لكنّ لم يستطيع أن يحميّ إبنته ولا حتّى نفسه من أصحابه. آو بركاونا من التّسرنيك دزيالكم يا جماعة، سيريو، يرحم والدزيكم...
These are factual assertions on this planet which are not subjective judgements. Under the eyes of the whole world, there is the Lady, the "Five by five!", the Final, the Eternal, the Destiny, the One, the Whole, the Couscous. From the quarks to the photons passing through the chords, to better enjoy life, simply, the "Goat Theory" is on the way to reach a universal completeness. Her name will be discovered at the right time and place worldwide for her various works as it is already the case in music to a certain extent, for pleasure, at least on asocial media. Obviously, out of the vicious circle of Duldul which plays the clever, in vain, as it will be illustrated in the near future. It will be sent to the graveyard by itself. Any malignancy contains the seeds of its termination like the venom is the vaccine against itself. It is certified without any doubt under the microscope by "Zzi!" science. When the vicious circle of Duldul looks for the destruction of other structures, the process must be neutralized once for all even if it seems to be a little benign cancer but that may grow into a big malign one as it is the case now and there is no other choice. Furthermore, how is doing that successful physician in France? That empathetic woman who is the worthiest friend of the north-eastern Tell Atlas people. She pertinently knows that what is right is right. This is why she loves flora in line with a common multimillennial Kabyle background. That woman is a woman with all her fears subsequent to a bled of terror, in the heart of the spirit of the Kabyle. In France, among others, there is Nadia Ikni, a physician (dermatology and psychoanalysis), a writer, and a singer who officially recorded Kabyle (Sufi) chants mainly inspired by her life in Kabylia before the age of eighteen when she left her native land as I did later and we are from the same area sharing most of the roots of the original country where I spent more or less two decades in the neighborhood of the mountains of the parents of Zizou...
A home starts with a union of an entire man and an entire woman...
Emmanuel Macron, instrumentalized since the beginning of his adolescence, he still is today: he is a victim to be helped and not to be condemned...
Rawan Osman, Arab but originally Assyrian, Moslem, from Syria and Lebanon, opposes Hamas and the other abominable hordes of cutthroats including AQIM...
Right from Galilee, the King's Harpists perform Am Israel Chai. Wonderful is the heart of the spirit of the Israeli under the effects of that sun called the Magen David in the current case. It is simply the actual divineness which is only one wholehearted commandment: treat others as you wish they treat you and, obviously, if you are not perverse such as masochistic, sadistic, both combined, and/or something else of this type. In a way, as an allegorical image, God, of Baruch Spinoza naturally, is displaying some of the infinite cosmical signs. A "Five by five!" will be reached as it was announced. Mighty vibrations will come. Who does understand cum? "Juste pour rire!", as would joke some of those "Tabarnak!" people. Any promises made will be kept. It will take the necessary time to reach the fulfillment. It will be like in a plane crossing an extremely turbulent atmosphere multiplied by a huge number. It is recommended to fasten very tightly the belt. The entire planet will shake as it is on the brink of using nuclear weapons. It is not a joke. No panic: in all cases, there will be no apocalypse. Meanwhile, the moon is still reflecting the light like a mirror, a prizm, or water. By day, this paints a rainbow but far from the frankensteinian "Gender Theory" and its ZLABIA+ offspring. By night, very often, one can see the face of the sun in the eyes of the moon through its cyclical phases. The full moon is the most powerful "Tʰiziri" as it is called in all the native languages of North Africa and it is one of the manifestations of the sun. It happens when the sun and the moon are somehow face to face. Only the earth is in between but in fact the moon and the earth are one as they came from the same dust. One can even say that the former is the daughter of the latter. In other words, when the sun, the earth, and the moon form a special line, the face of the latter is fully illumined or entirely bright. More geometrically, when the moon moves 180° from its very beginning, the thing implacably takes place. The science of the moon is Pagan and existed millenia before Duldul which manipulates it along fourteen centuries, at least on four continents which are America, Asia, Africa, and Europe. The Native in some regions of the first continent are experts in that and they have no monotheistic religion as they are rather spiritual. This is also a question of perspective: when one side of the earth sees a full moon, by night, the opposite side sees nothing, by day. This is one of the incontestable proofs that the earth is not flat and does move contrary to what affirm Duldul and the other one before. "Eppur si muove!", said he to the godly zealers of the Vatican. Furthermore, if one is on the moon, the earth will be seen like a moon but just larger. Whatsoever, all this light will put an end to the darkness of Hamas and other abominable hordes of cutthroats. There is no Arab land outside Arabia and even all what is called Arab comes mainly from Hebrew and Assyrian. Then, it is neither a question of the (far) left versus the (far) right nor the (far) West versus the (far) East but that of a clear righteousness which is not absolute. None is always right and none is always wrong. Nonetheless, historically, Israel is legitimately right since at least the year 2500 before Jesus of Nazareth without counting the period before the foundation of Jerusalem by King David of Bethlehem. There is no apartheid in Israel as anyone can travel to this great country and observe the situation by oneself. The Arab, the Jew, the Armenian, the Turkish, and any other people are treated the same way whatever are their beliefs. Segregation is when someone is systematically on the side of someone else because they are of the same color, religion, ethny, party, zebda, and/or something else they have in common in the same gang. It has already been factually proven that Duldul is fatally invasive, imperialistically hegemonic, terribly segregational, and much worse since its very beginning until now. It is useless to recall the segregation that is happening against the Black in some places in North Africa which is their land too...
This one was called Zohra of Iratʰen who was born on Sunday 17 December 1961 in Kabylia and died on Monday 9 January 1995 in France. It was during her very last gala (!) at Marseille, literally breathing the three final hours of her life at thirty-three before her deadly coma caused by a car crash on the road back to Paris. May she have a peaceful cosmical journey along with the other ones! The Kabyle loved so much this salty, graceful, charismatic, and sharp woman to a high extent as they listened to her wholehearted and slightly melancholic words. She wrote the lyrics herself and was much more than a mere singer. She captivated spontaneously the heart of the spirit of people. She did not play a role but was constantly herself everywhere. Since at least two centuries, in Kabylia and probably in all Africa, a great deal of refined fruit comes often from the Izwawen who are only a part of the Kabyle and descending either from the Ikutamen, the Iznaten, or another old Libyan (Tamazight) ethny. As it was said many times, the Ikutamen were those of the counter-khotta, the founders of Cairo, and are nowadays scattered all over North Africa and Middle East even in Israel. The majority no more speaks Kabyle. They made successively Massylia, Numidia, Mauritania, then other structures until now and will carry on in this way by reason of being constructive. Now, if your life or that of someone you cherish were about to come to an end of a cancer soon, what would you do? Knowing that, in a bled of Duldul, that illness kills in most or all cases. Thus, some wounds can never be healed except by death especially when something could have been done on time abroad. One tries to prevent them from overwhelming oneself and perhaps other people one is linked to. Those wounds always stay part of oneself until the very end. Consequently, there may be a tendancy to stay aside. This is also a cause pushing to commit suicide when one finds them unbearable. Hence, the next hypothetical chance to see each other might occur in the afterlife. It was thought that the nuclear therapy against cancer was serious until the day a breast cancer had terminated the days of a woman called Louiza of Ifri. It was on Friday 30 June 2017 in Kabylia around the same age as Zohra of Iratʰen. One could have married and healed her elsewhere many years before the fatality in that bled of Duldul. "Oh! C'était encore une autre arnaque.", said he. Nevertheless, there was some absurd politics which prevented that. Back to life, the question of the questions on this planet is all about the meaning one decides to attribute to life. Except mathematical abstractions, there is no absolute one. If one thinks that life is to eat couscous with zebib, harissa, and mayonnaise, it is all right for them and their associates sharing the same frame of reference. Any other conception may also be acceptable in a limited spatiotemporal field. Of course, all of these perspectives are legitimate if no innocent is hurt. When near two billion people believe in Duldul, what else is not possible? Even the speed of light is in reality relative for it is different elsewhere from that of the sun enlightening this planet due to extragravitational entities. None is even certain that its speed towards Earth is exactly equivalent to that towards Pluto or another planet and this concerns only an infinitesimal system in the known Universe. Anyway, movement and gravitation are far from being enough to comprehend the cosmical mystery. However, at least one thing should be avoided in life: neither to be breastfed nor to get off at Akbou—"Ha! Ha! Ha!", would dramatically laugh some of those creatures. Only people raised in Kabylia, not all of them, can grasp some of the elements stated in the current point and much more deeply those who experienced a similar situation. It is not necessary to be a Kabyle natively. It is sufficient to be so culturally which is the heart of the spirit of a people. A Japanese, a Russian, a German, an Arab, a Quebecer, or even an Alien from outside the planet may be a Kabyle and a Kabyle may mutate into a jarya as such is the case of many who already denatured themselves under some dominant pressure and/or some other causes. It is wished to those people, ZLABIA+ or not, again iteratively lot of times, much succes with their numerous options, past, present, and future, so as to attain their desired goals except one, between them within the world of Duldul...
بسم اللّه الرّحمان الرّحيم مع العيّاذ من الحكم الرّجيم و عملائه أجمعين...
المهجوريّة الجزّاريّة الدّينصوريّة الشّعوذيّة
وزارة التّعميل العالي و البحث العلفي
----- بيان -----
رسميّا، فيما يخصّ طلاّب شعبة الڨرجومة بالفرنسيسة الدّرجة أو اللّرانكسفرانكس بالفرنسيسة العلميّة، الجمجمة، و الپراصيطامول، لن نترككم الخروج لتعملوا هناك و لن نترككم أن تعملوا هنا. دوتوتفاصو، ماكانش خدمة هنا أكثر من ٤%. حنايا نحبّوكم پيسكو كي تسوفريوا تربحوا الفردوس وإن شاء اللّه تموتوا ڨاع رپّيد باش تپروفيتيوا من الحياة في الجبّانة، عفوا، في الجنّة العليا تحت أقدام المواشي كي تجي تاكل الحشيش على قبوركم. زيّادة على ذلك، المحروقات و الموارد الطّبيعيّة الأخرى رايحة تكفيهم و تكفينا. سينو، نهبّطوكم وين ياكلو المقرون بلا صوص طوماط كلّ يوم. صي كومصى و نونيڨوصيابل. ما عندنا ما نديرو بكم: حنايا نصوانييو رواحنا في تركيا، جرمانيا، إيطاليا، إلخ. ٱلّي ماهوش راضي يشدّ باركة مرنّكة ولّا طاكسي مخفي و يفحّت في حالو...
عمّ صاحب خال نائب الوزير
سيدـأحمد بوشكوپّي
واد الزّمار الإثنين ٥ ماي ٢٠٢٥
Once upon a time but in an actual world, initially, there was a Hebrew folk song. One can hear it in Algiers and elsewhere even in Sevilla, in various languages and versions. Here is one of them in one of the so-called derja: "صبري" performed by the Jerusalem Orchestra—East and West conducted by Maestro Tom Cohen with many talented partakers from (North) Africa especially Morocco. Nevertheless, one should mention that confidence ends where deviousness starts and when the former is lost it never comes back. Moreover, a "Kahba... ةُُ!", in spirit and sometimes in the original Turkish meaning too, independently of gender, stays a "Kahba... ةُُ!" in the inside whatever is the display in the outside. Anyway, the music is fundamentally the same everywhere. It came from the Levant and, precisely, from the land of Israel, somewhere on a beach by the Mediterranean Sea. Towards that setting sun, lays the beautiful (Tell) Atlas. But, it is under the reign of injustice. One may notice that, directly or indirectly, everything on this planet, including Facebook or Meta more broadly, has something Hebrew. In passing, a Jew is an Israelite and an Israelite is a Hebrew. However, a Hebrew is not necessarily an Israelite and an Israelite is not necessarily a Jew. An An Israelite is not necessarily an Israeli which refers to the fact of being a citizen of Israel. If the Arab believe that they are descended from Abraham of Ur, then they are Hebrew too but, of course, not Israelite nor Jew. What is sure is that Arabic is mainly made of Hebrew and Assyrian. This is also true for culture and everything else even religion: anything called Arab is to a significant degree Hebrew, Assyrian, or both at the same time. Assyrian and Hebrew are so close like cousins. Jesus of Nazareth was Assyrian according to his native language, Aramean and not Hebrew, born in Israel. Aramean came mainly from Assyrian. Obviously, there are some other parts composing it such as Egyptian, Phoenician, Libyan (Tamazight), Persian, Turkish, etc., and "Eppur si muove!", said he. The Hebrew are monkeys and pigs according to the book of Duldul which considers all the "Kuffar" as such. Back to that beautiful piece of land, it is a relatively recent child of France and did not exist before the Napoleon Bonaparte who were not even French but Corsican. The old Hebrew part in (North) Africa might have come from Joseph of Aram, son of Jacob alias Israel, who would have been married, in line to the biblical accounts in the Old Testament, with a Libyan in Egypt about 3700 years ago. It is up to scientific researches to verify it or not following the fine principle "Trust but verify!" But, who gave birth to whom through the mechanics of Nicolaus Copernicus? "Ha! Ha! Ha!", would laugh some ot those people. Anyway, it is much more interesting to focus on citizenship which enables to avoid, theoretically until realization, all the problems particularly those related to Khinjer Abu Jihad, from the ethnical to the confessional passing through the cultural. That would transcend everything and achieve one ultimate goal: an equitable citizenship whatever are the differences and this is the very point of equilibrium which is the heart of the spirit of the "Goat Theory", and endless chatter especially when it is virtual not to say fictional is a waste of time, energy, and other things. Life comes like water and like wind it goes, would have recalled Cheikh Khayyam, and a final stop is a final stop. People rooted in their reality live what they have to live where they live. The perception and the interpretation of others particularly the perverse ones despite age, degree, religion, and whatever else, do not matter at all. "Amen!", would end it, in another way, Prof. Jean-Joseph Ruisseau...
Au feu! Parmi les vocations de la "Théorie de la Chèvre", il y a une application, réalisée, fort équilibrée, qui n'a pas encore intégré le chiffre trois à gauche dans le nombre de son âge, d'une luisante hybridation hébraïque d'Israël et slave de Russie, même la symbolique ne laisse aucune brèche à l'équivoque, il y a de quoi s'éprendre de son esprit et du reste incluant ses parfaites imperfections, sait aussi préparer du couscous à la prepečenica, maîtrise sept instruments musicaux, jongle comme elle veut avec sa voix, parle un tas de langues, résout parfois une équation du troisième degré mentalement, compte traverser le mur de Planck, court comme une gazelle, beaucoup plus encore fait-elle, n'a aucun trouble de la ZLABIA+ ni d'un autre type, n'a pas de conflictuelle grosse khalota dans son parcours, on n'auscultait pas son rectum à la zebda telle une adepte de Duldul pour rester vierge, n'a pas de pieux pervers dans son environnement, l'alignement avec elle va de soi sans efforts, rien que son regard inspire la paix et sa voix également, et il sera aimablement reposant si d'autres qui sont de toute façon incompatibles se désintéressent enfin pour de bon afin de mieux user de leur libre droit de continuer leur recherche dans le champ qui leur convient surtout au sein de leur sangsuel camp sectaire—ainsi, l'univers du cœur se sépare parallèlement en deux mondes qui ne se croisent jamais: il y a ceux qui palabrent à côté de la plaque en public de page à page, ce qui aboutit quasiment tout le temps à du vent, et ceux qui discutent effectivement en privé avec les nombreux moyens de communication y compris le face-à-face, ce qui aboutit très souvent à du réel comme dans la présente destination, fructueuse à tous les égards même musical en passionnant loisir, loin et hors de la frankensteinienne "Théorie du Genre" et dérivées, tout en notant que plus on s'éloigne du cercle vicieux de Duldul et consorts plus les choses fonctionnent, et encore une fois bon vent à toutes "Zzi!" à tous avec leur probable fixation quelque part sur une quelconque lettre ou deux dans cet alphabet à l'hameçon pour carassins un de ces quatre, peut-être l'un de leur passé ressurgira, évitant d'avoir recours à un brûlant langage direct pour véhiculer ce qui est déjà assez explicite et on ne souhaite être contraint à la rudesse...
This one was called Zohra of Iratʰen who was born on Sunday 17 December 1961 in Kabylia and died on Monday 9 January 1995 in France. It was during her very last gala (!) at Marseille, literally breathing the three final hours of her life at thirty-three before her deadly coma caused by a car crash on the road back to Paris. May she have a peaceful cosmical journey along with the other ones! The Kabyle loved so much this salty, wholehearted, graceful, charismatic, and sharp woman to a high extent as they listened to her entirely sincere and slightly melancholic words. She wrote the lyrics herself and was much more than a mere singer. She captivated spontaneously the heart of the spirit of people. She did not play a role but was constantly herself everywhere. Since at least two centuries, in Kabylia and probably in all Africa, a great deal of refined fruit comes often from the Izwawen who are only a part of the Kabyle and descending either from the Ikutamen, the Iznaten, or another old Libyan (Tamazight) ethny. As I said many times, I am one of this people but from those of the counter-khotta in north-eastern Tell Atlas, mostly, the founders of Cairo, who are nowadays scattered all over North Africa and Middle East even in Israel, but the majority no more speaks Kabyle which I still speak in all its varieties including "Akamyun!" of Wagnun. I am from the peasants of the goat and so proud of my background, among the seeds of King Massinissa of Cirta, who made successively Massylia, Numidia, Mauritania, then other structures until now and who will carry on in this way by reason of being constructive. Now, if your life or that of someone you cherish were about to come to an end of a cancer soon, what would you do? Knowing that, in a bled of Duldul, that illness kills in most or all cases. Thus, some wounds can never be healed except by death especially when something could have been done on time abroad. One tries to prevent them from overwhelming oneself and perhaps other people one is linked to. Those wounds always stay part of oneself until the very end. Consequently, there may be a tendancy to stay aside. This is also a cause pushing to commit suicide when one finds them unbearable. Hence, the next hypothetical chance to see each other might occur in the afterlife. It was thought that the nuclear therapy against cancer was serious until the day a breast cancer had terminated the days of a woman called Louiza of Ifri. It was on Friday 30 June 2017 in Kabylia around the same age as Zohra of Iratʰen. One could have married and healed her elsewhere many years before the fatality in that bled of Duldul. "Oh! C'était encore une autre arnaque.", said he. Nevertheless, there was some absurd politics which prevented that. Back to life, the question of the questions on this planet is all about the meaning one decides to attribute to life. Except mathematical abstractions, there is no absolute one. If one thinks that life is to eat couscous with zebib, harissa, and mayonnaise, it is all right for them and their associates sharing the same frame of reference. Any other conception may also be acceptable in a limited spatiotemporal field. Of course, all of these perspectives are legitimate if no innocent is hurt. When near two billion people believe in Duldul, what else is not possible? Even the speed of light is in reality relative for it is different elsewhere from that of the sun enlightening this planet due to extragravitational entities. None is even certain that its speed towards Earth is exactly equivalent to that towards Pluto or another planet and this concerns only an infinitesimal system in the known Universe. Anyway, movement and gravitation are far from being enough to comprehend the cosmical mystery. However, at least one thing should be avoided in life: neither to be breastfed nor to get off at Akbou—"Ha! Ha! Ha!", would dramatically laugh some of those creatures. Only people raised in Kabylia, not all of them, can grasp some of the elements stated in the current point and much more deeply those who experienced a similar situation. It is not necessary to be a Kabyle natively. It is sufficient to be so culturally which is the heart of the spirit of a people. A Japanese, a Russian, a German, an Arab, a Quebecer, or even an Alien from outside the planet may be a Kabyle and a Kabyle may mutate into a jarya as such is the case of many who already denatured themselves under some dominant pressure and/or some other causes. It is wished to those people, ZLABIA+ or not, again iteratively lot of times, much succes with their numerous options, past, present, and future, so as to attain their desired goals except one, between them within the world of Duldul. Finally, it is vitally relevant to mention that the only case one should trust a "Kahba... ةُُ!", in all the meanings of the word including the Turkish, regardless of gender and the other factors, is once put in a grave...
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"À bas l'apartheid israélien!", hurle souvent la prétendue gauche, trop gauche, en dérive. C'est Captain Ella à l'appareil. Elle délivre poétiquement un écrasant témoignage en arabe littéraire. Elle est officier de valeur au sein de la Tsahal. Elle dénude la propagande de la frankensteinerie mondiale qui est de mèche avec l'internationale islamiste dont le Hamas. C'est une Musulmane aussi qu'elle soit pratiquante ou pas d'autant plus qu'il y a mille et un courant dans ce lugubre dogme issu du judaïsme tout comme le christianisme. Elle connaît trop bien l'insidieuse histoire d'Omar Abou Djihad et ses successeurs depuis l'invasion de Jérusalem, capitale d'Israël depuis le roi David de Bethléem, en 637 ap. J.-C. à ce jour. Cela dit, Il faut mettre un terme à la guerre à Gaza. Il y a d'autres moyens de neutraliser les abominables hordes d'égorgeurs. Le plan de Washington est excellent. En attendant une résolution durable voire éternelle, il est vital d'y créer une zone tampon d'au moins 25 kilomètres de large...
Rawan Osman, Arab, Moslem, from Syria and Phoenicia ("Lebanon"), opposes Hamas and the other abominable hordes of cutthroats including AQIM...
libano-syrienne naturalisée allemande, qui avait vécu des bains de sang au Levant. C'est une Assyrienne, arabisée et islamisée, à la fois sunnite de père et chiite de mère. Nulle personne d'Afrique du Mort surtout s'elle vit chez les kouffars ne peut lui expliquer les réalités de son coin du monde natal dont elle traîte. Elle ne s'occupe ni d'Afrique du Mort ni d'Afrique du Sud ni de Zizi Zekri. Elle est spécialisée dans les brûlants dossiers levantins. Qui a au moins un grain de raison dans son crâne se préoccupe de sa demeure en priorité, particulièrement s'elle est en délabrement voire en feu, avant de s'ingérer ailleurs s'il y a lieu. Elle connaît aussi Israël en personne et Captain Ella lui est une proche amie...
Il convient encore contextuellement de refaire un peu de mécanique psychanalytique d'orientation ethnosociale dans le présent point. Basiquement Vulgairement. J'en glisse un point ou deux de temps en temps sans prétendre détenir la toute vérité ni tout comprendre. Voit-on? Alors, si j'ai besoin d'un mécanicien du crâne, j'appellerai soit moi-même soit Nadia Ikni, la femme médecin qui chante et pas celle qui promeut des culottes ni une autre, qui en est specialisée aux États-Unis (Harvard) en plus de la dermatologie en France (Paris) et on peut même confectionner ensemble une agréable chanson thérapeutique. Pourtant, je suis le dieu des dieux sur cet infinitésimal grain de poussière dans l'espace: "Ha! Ha! Ha!", en a-t-elle rigolé. Cependant, il y en a qui dérivent un petit chouia parfois eux aussi depuis quelques temps. Il parait qu'ils ont une dent bien acérée tel un croc contre leur ancien chef adulé et ont changé de cap pour des raisons qui les concernent et que je comprends. Cela est connu publiquement. Pour ma part, je n'en soufflerai strictement plus rien. À mes yeux, ce sont tous mes aînés, membres de mon peuple de surcroit, et je respecte chacun à sa juste valeur comme il le mérite. Je n'ai ni secte ni clan ni parti ni maître ni Tikkuk. Je ne rentre pas dans la vie privée des gens et je fuis quiconque le fait. Je suis littéralement revenu d'un mystérieux lieu duquel on ne revient pas cliniquement parlant. Mais, je ne m'en suis jamais plaint même quand j'écoutais du monde se plaindre d'un autre à cause d'un mot de travers. Si je suis revenu, ce n'est pas pour avaler de la bêtise telle que celle encensant le Hamas de Gaza, l'EI de Syrie, et consorts. Je ne juge ni ne condamne mais observe et narre. Le précédent mot a le sens de feu en arabe littéraire. Pour certaines raisons évidentes, je le fais en français cette fois-ci, cette langue scientifique qui m'est quasi-native, la plus spontanée, un peu plus que l'anglais. Juste pour s'amuser à dessiner un piteux profil qui englobe un tas de monde fort déboussolé. Le monde concerné, du moins qui a encore des étincelles cérébrales, admettra entre soi et soi que c'est juste et précis. Hop! "One, two, three...", on rentre dans la tanière. Tu es une personne maladivement arabophile et pro-Hamas. Certains appellent cela gauchiasserie, juste pour mieux rire. Tu es profondément atteinte du syndrome de Stockholm entre autres engendrant la vache folle quand il est combiné à la couscousserie au zébib. Tu es le pire ennemi de ton identité et donc de toi-même. Tes motivations sous-jacentes n'échappent à personne. Ce sont des choses mondaines. Tu es endoctrinée à un stade avancé depuis la petite enfance. Aujourd'hui, adulte, tu crois avec une certaine dose d'arrogance qui te caractérise pouvoir influencer, voire manipuler, mais jusqu'à présent c'est toi qui l'es et tu en es inconsciente. Ton instruction soi-disant élevée ne te sert pas à grand chose dans ta vie personnelle. Le petit fellah illettré de jadis, soit-il ton grand-père ou ta grand-mère, dans un patelin perché entre montagne et ciel est ou était clairvoyant, digne, authentique, et loyal. Quand du monde de ton sang t'abandonne durant des moments difficiles et que tu trouves du monde étranger à tes côtés, crois-tu que c'est une raison de généraliser et de renier en bloc le bon côté de ton peuple qui a fait tes beaux yeux? Tu te retournes contre toi-même et t'autodétruis croyant assouvir ton nouvel esprit revanchard, en sourdine avec un beau sourire en façade, pour t'apaiser mais tu restes foncièrement tourmentée. Il est probablement trop tard pour y remédier vu que tu n'as plus seize ans depuis longtemps. Il faudra t'inventer une nouvelle science, radicale, pour que tu réapprennes les choses primaires comme quand on perd la parole et un électrochoc la redémarre. Parce que tu fais mille et un détour tout-à-fait inutiles, encombrants, et usants pour une affaire toute claire qu'un petit enfant sait appréhender tout seul sans consulter tous ses camarades, tous ses enseignants, et tous les habitants de son douar en criant dans la rue. Par ailleurs, c'est bien positif que tu te valorises à juste titre mais pas que tu t'octroies l'importance que tu n'as pas réellement. Toutefois, il ne reste de ton identité native que ce que tu portes occasionnellement sur ta carcasse. Le fond en est vidé et substitué. En conséquence, le monde qui te convient est zélateur de Duldul, celui de Gaza entre autres qui, comme toi, est ridiculement plus arabe et plus musulman que le Roi d'Arabie. Au passage, sais-tu qu'il y a guerre, génocide, et famine au Soudan et ailleurs en Afrique ainsi qu'au Yémen parmi d'autres pays asiatiques, depuis avant ta naissance à ce jour? Ainsi, tu peux enfin devenir une jarya officielle à l'image de tes ancêtres durant les invasions de Duldul dites foutouhates sauf qu'elles étaient forcées à l'épée contrairement à toi. Tu le sais même si tu ne l'admets pas dans le fouillis de contradictions, dissonances, trissonances, et autres plurissonances, que ta personnalité troublée comporte. C'est flagrant rien qu'à un coup d'œil. Tu prétends guider autrui mais c'est toi qui es perdue comme une bouteille en plastique au gré des courants dont le plus fort du moment t'emmène puis te jette sur une quelconque plage. D'un Mohamed Abou Zebda à un autre. On t'y en ramasse parfois pour te recycler ou t'enfouir. Tu es dans un trou d'où tu dois te dégager toute seule car c'est toi qui détiens la clef de ton issue. Ne crois pas que personne ne comprend tes raisons, personnelles, qui t'ont transformée et qui sont valables conjoncturellement mais pas absolument. Tu ne sais même plus qui tu es ni ce que tu veux. Tu patauges dans la chose et sa négation à la fois. Ton chemin te mène à finir ta vie en esclave avec du monde qui a envahi ta terre et ton esprit: c'est lui que ton profil attire et tu le défends tout en t'effaçant. Le monde de ton identité originelle qui se respecte te répulse et tu sais exactement les raisons. Tu essaies de le regagner mais il est déjà trop tard pour toi à moins qu'un incroyable miracle ne survienne et recadre le cours de ton existence. Quoi qu'il en soit, un jour, tu te libéreras de la prison que tu as construite pour toi-même, à ton tout dernier souffle. Veux-tu un conseil tellement élémentaire? Vis paisiblement du mieux que tu puisses le faire et pars pareillement sans crier sur tous les toîts. Ton vain bruit fanfaronnant le "M'as-tu vu?" et tout le reste trépassera comme même des empires trépassent depuis des temps immémoriaux. Même si tu as une couronne sur le crâne, ce dernier sera réduit en poussière comme un bout de bois dans le feu. Il ne restera rien du tout sur terre ni ailleurs, ni une chanson, ni une idéologie, ni ta maison, ni la terre en soi, ni autre chose de tout l'Univers. L'éternité est ailleurs et n'a rien à voir avec ce que racontent les grosses supercheries telles que celles du mouton qui descend du ciel. La chose est toute simple à imaginer. Pose-toi cette question: qui se souviendra de moi après cent, mille, dix-mille, cent-mille, un million, un milliard d'années ou plus? La réponse, tu la connais: personne et personne ne restera à un certain temps. Alors, si tu as envie de marcher à l'orée de l'eau, fais-le et c'est tout. Il est vrai que le moment est plus agréable, peut-être divin, quand quelqu'un que tu aimes et qui t'aime aussi, vraiment, candidement, tellement, éternellement, celui qui capte ton esprit pur mais altéré malgré toi, te tient la main jusqu'à ton grand voyage ou le sien, te fait rire et si tu ne ris pas il te chatouille, t'embrasse quand il ressent que ton cœur galope, puis te conçoit un prophète dans les buissons, comme l'autre avec Marie de Nazareth, mais il faut faire attention aux épieurs modernes pour ne pas figurer sur un site de pornostics cinq minutes plus tard voire en direct. Comme dirait Mohamed Fellag, ils ont ce truc-là, l'horoscope, qui nous "Zzi!" étudie et ne rate rien du tout. Une partie de tout cela n'est qu'imagination. En tout cas, passe de bons moments même toute seule juste parce que l'on doit vivre avant de mourir surtout quand on a des enfants et doit en prendre soin aussi. N'écoute jamais ces grands penseurs à l'instar de Jean-Jacques Rousseau et autres Tartuffe qui ont écrit comment éduquer les enfants et ont abandonné les leurs sans les reconnaître alors que même les rats ne le font pas. Écoutes-tu encore Jean-Luc Abou Bakr qui s'attaquait au hijab hier et défend la burka aujourd'hui? En réalité, il ne défend que la khobza que tu lui payes avec tes semblables. Néanmoins, de toute évidence, tu sembles avoir une mémoire de brebis quand tu te joins au groupe. N'écoute que ton bon sens et il sent bon dans le fond. Tu as cédé ton libre-arbitre à des gourous qui décident à ta place jusqu'à comment te comporter dans ta vie personnelle y compris intime. À quoi te sert donc ton haut diplôme? Tu es soi-disant savant et ce sont des charlatans à la chéchia qui te commandent. Ils savent tout de l'au-delà et il a fallu que des scientifiques leur disent ce qu'il y a sous leurs pieds et comment l'extraire pour en fabriquer des choses facilitant la vie. Hé! Le soleil ne tourne pas mais la lune si...
Right from Galilee, the King's Harpists perform Am Israel Chai. Wonderful is the heart of the spirit of the Israeli under the effects of that sun called the Magen David in the current case. It is simply the actual divineness which is only one wholehearted commandment: treat others as you wish they treat you and, obviously, if you are not perverse such as masochistic, sadistic, both combined, and/or something else of this type. In a way, as an allegorical image, God, of Baruch Spinoza naturally, is displaying some of the infinite cosmical signs. A "Five by five!", as it was announced, is on its way and will come to you exceptionally a second and last time as the first one was multiplied by zero since it was taken for a play. Who does understand cum?—juste pour rire, as would joke some of those "Tabarnak!" people. Any promises made will be kept and destiny is destiny. It will take the necessary time to reach the fulfillment. It will bring unimaginably mighty vibrations as in a plane crossing an extremely turbulent atmosphere multiplied by a huge number. It is recommended to fasten very tightly the belt. One should open the ears very carefully. The entire planet, all the continents, will shake again and again all over the next decades. The planet is on the brink of using nuclear weapons. It is not a joke. The peoples should militate to take down the imbeciles, those clownish teenagers in power regardless of age, who are gambling with life. No panic: whatsoever, a peaceful stability will be reached by the year 2085. There will be no apocalypse. Meanwhile, the moon is still receiving also the light and reflects it like a mirror, a prizm, or water. By day, this is what paints a rainbow but far from the frankensteinian "Gender Theory" and its ZLABIA+ offspring. By night, very often, one can see the face of the sun in the eyes of the moon through its cyclical phases. The full moon is the most powerful "Tʰiziri" as it is called in all the native languages of North Africa and it is one of the manifestations of the sun. It happens when the sun and the moon are somehow face to face. Only the earth is in between but in fact the moon and the earth are one as they came from the same dust. One can even say that the former is the daughter of the latter. In other words, when the sun, the earth, and the moon form a special line, the face of the latter is fully illumined or entirely bright. More geometrically, when the moon moves 180° from its very beginning, the thing implacably takes place. The science of the moon is pagan and existed millenia before Duldul which manipulates it along fourteen centuries, at least on four continents which are America, Asia, Africa, and Europe. The Native of the first continent are experts in that and they have no monotheistic religion as they are rather spiritual. This is also a question of perspective: when one side of the earth sees a full moon, by night, the opposite side sees nothing, by day. This is one of the incontestable proofs that the earth is not flat and does move contrary to what affirm Duldul and the other one before. "Eppur si muove!", said he to the godly Catholic zealers of the Vatican. Furthermore, if one is on the moon, the earth will be seen like a moon but just larger. Whatsoever, all this light will put an end to the darkness of Hamas and other abominable hordes of cutthroats. There are no Arab lands outside Arabia and even all what is called Arab comes mainly from Hebrew and Assyrian. It is neither a question of the (far) left versus the (far) right nor the (far) West versus the (far) East but that of a clear righteousness which is not absolute. None is always right and none is always wrong. Nonetheless, historically, Israel is legitimately right since at least the year 2500 before Jesus of Nazareth without counting the period before the foundation of Jerusalem by King David of Bethlehem. There is no apartheid in Israel as anyone can travel to this great country and observe the situation by oneself. The Arab, the Jew, the Armenian, and any other people are treated the same way whatever are their beliefs. Segregation is when someone is systematically on the side of someone else because they are of the same color, religion, ethny, party, and/or something else they have in common in the same gang. Duldul is fatally invasive, imperialistically hegemonic, terribly segregational, and much worse since its very beginning until now. It is useless to recall the segregation that is happening against the Black in some places in North Africa which is their land too...
This is the splendid agrarian four-sisters band singing once again, in another way, that classical, Катюша, right from their farm in Russia. These reliable women foresee the end of the war in Ukraine and a special couscous counter-khotta coming from the capital of Israel, with the vegetables they grow, adding a Russian way of cooking, vodka included of course, crossed with the Kabyle, the Israeli, and the Canadian ones. In Israel, there are near a million and half Russians or, more accurately, Hebrews mixed with Russians during centuries in Russia. Russian is official at least on gov.il besides French, English, Arabic, Spanish, and Hebrew. This is an evidence that Israel is a terrible apartheid country—"Ha! Ha! Ha!", laughed she. Kabyle, as a language not recognized even at home in Kabylia, will be added if just some four or five thousand live in the land of King David of Bethlehem. The Kabyle, those of an appropriate spirit, are encouraged to settle down in Israel and there are many ways to get residency or citizenship without having any Hebrew genes. Then, they will be able to open their schools, markets, associations, or whatever they want within their identity and the Israeli laws. Many Asians from the bled of Duldul live in this great country among whom those killed or sequestered by Hamas and the other abominable hordes of cutthroats from Gaza. In here, there is a Kabyle having a little ancient Hebrew background, Israelite but not Jew, links, and much more, can officially help establishing a Kabyle community in Israel. When Kabylia will have been completely dissolved which is a certainty in no more than fifty years, there will be minimally another one that will survive thanks to Israel inside its legitimate territory. There is an interesting place near Phoenicia: Galilee. A comeback may stay possible like the Hebrew did after a long exile. This with the Israeli reliable support. The only people on Earth who was able to resurrect its identity including language from the graveyard is the Hebrew one. The other endangered peoples should learn from it. Any people may disappear from this planet except that of King David of Bethlehem for its spirit, made of lot of parts, is so powerfully federated leaving no breaches to rush in and destroy it. Cheers...
One the the great results of the ZLABIA+ movement... 🤣...