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ROMA - Volume IB

Samuel Kebede

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For the hard working crew at Harvard University, and

The French Louvre, I give my thanks

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Index

Chapter 1 - The strength of the past year --------------------------------------------------------- 3

Chapter 2 - Babylon the great ---------------------------------------------------------------------- 5

Chapter 3 - Arguments against sports ------------------------------------------------------------- 7

Chapter 4 - Practices that ought to be outlawed ------------------------------------------------- 9

Chapter 5 - What it means to be an author to me ------------------------------------------------ 12

Chapter 6 - The plan to be a King ----------------------------------------------------------------- 14

Chapter 7 - The plan to be an Emperor ----------------------------------------------------------- 15

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Chapter 1 - The strength of the past year

We managed to go through a plague last year. Down to the point of the incoming superbowl, we would have gone through wild desserts, metaphorically, in my own household since leaving Maryland. Nothing I wanted was in my hands. It was all work, back breaking work from sunup to sun down. There were fractions, and mirages in the air, where it seemed like our sanctuary was near, but in reality, it was nowhere in sight. We gasped for air, while the drought took us over. Money left by the hundreds. The food spoiled, the rations were not there. It was an enormous challenge we went through for the pure neatness, the utmost desperate move to win the climate. Win we did, politically, and what ensued was the take over of continents. From South America, we hosted the Army and drove it north. From Australia, all the way, we dragged the numbers to Japan. In madness, we took the spoils of Antarctica, and lastly, we took over South America through Argentia.

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Vastly speaking, we are a continental Army strong. There are no countries left to go against. We are left with our allied comrades.We are left with Clive Staple Lewis from England, representing All of Europe, Tsar Alexander I, Leo Tostoy, and Rasputin from Russia, representing Asia, Japan representing itself, with Kishimoto San, and there is me, Samuel from North America. The Key to Rome are these nations, and eventually, a country we can be happy to live in. Surely, there is mysticism in the stories. Mythologically, fantasy lies ahead, deep towards the edge of the world. Dashing and prancing we may be, but when we first went against the heat of the desert, it was the red that bid us farewell to most of the desired things for the greater good.

Rightly, in the middle, we couldn't tell how our scouring nature disabled us from the tundra. It is misleading and blinding to believe, while you feel well, and good, some actions can be justified. What a hell to live that way, not knowing where to go. We elusively went through it all. Now we are faced with a final catastrophe in the blue. If Emperor Commodus was born in the purple, we have been born into the blue, about to face the same catastrophe in red and white, past the feigned birth of the mother. I think we need courage to go forward but most importantly, I find kindness to be the trait that makes a united front strong. It sounds like a simple subject, yet it’s what makes friendship delightful. Holistically, Yes, Kindness is a real living person.

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Chapter 2 - Babylon the great

Firly, I hate babylon. It is a city named after pleasure. It was named for the area beneath the rectum and the end of the small intestine, to represent where males and females humans can use to seek gratification. To this day, the country is trying to gain hold of its territories again. In the whole world, there exists a few cities that bear the name, and as a country, it no longer exists except in name. The city was overtaken by the Romans a few centuries ago, and I think it would be great if I can remove it from the face of the earth, completely. I hate the pathways, I despise the land, I hate the people, and I hate the feelings.

For a long time, the west has been trying to revive the country, in the name and honor of its one King, using money. Most countries around the globe have passed bills in their state to allow the rear end of humans to be used for gratification of all kinds. In this capacity, they have damned our governments, corrupted the minds of students, and made it a normal venture to go on. It is not. No kind of anal intercourse is normal. It should not exist and should be made illegal with charges on all counts across borders. I am not going to waste my money on lubrication. I am not going to spend my money on condoms. I hate lubrication and 6

I hate condoms.They are so expensive. Why would anyone steal from the original design that is sex? All condom use is theft from the divine where the purpose of sex is to procreate or make offspring of all sorts.

All kinds of anal play destroys the rectum. There will be no instance, where the person who practices the act, will ever go healthy or without disuse of the original function.

The original operation unit of the body, the rectum was made for excretion. Excretion is the process of removing fecal matter from the body, where a person who has consumed food, processes the consumed food in the digestive system and removes its property from the body.

At all times, the nerve endings of the human are hurt beyond repair. Whether it is a human male or whether it is a human female, the time will dictate if the person will ever use their organ ever again to its full function. There will be no instances where a country will benefit from the destruction of the male biological physique because when they grow old, they will be a burden to the system, where the healthcare system will have to mitigate the pay for their debauchery. The nerve endings, when constantly pushed beyond repair, will cause hemorrhages in the body, to the point where no kind of objective will be met that involves sitting down, let alone sexual activities that are normal in nature. The behavior of the being will be altered. Their speech will be altered, and they will cease to be the same citizens the city, state, or country intended. With the intention of utility, or having to do with pleasing everyone in nature, the political system will take down the civil course, which the country should embark on for generations.

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Chapter 3 - Arguments against sports

Sports should be outlawed past 15 years of age. Sex is not a sport. Reproduction is not a sport. The bed is not a soccer field where you throw your whole body against another for the sake of satisfaction. There is no kind of aerobics you can do in bed. Stretching is not for the bed, nor extracurricular activities. No adult should use the context of sports to get laid.

Sports are for kids. They are instruments for humans to increase muscle mass, and have the organism ready to live a normal life. No sports game should ever be used for earning income.

There are trillions spent on sports every year, where athletes are paid substantial sums to go into faux gladiatorial combat and play pretend for hours. Hundreds of hours of research in educational facilities is wasted every week, to find better means to increase performance, hence the end result always being the bed room, to feel great and celebrate the catastrophe.

Adults uneducated past high school, keep going into “elite” activities, and keep destroying the republic with their menace. What a hell hole, to be governed by a person who didn’t even finish his/her first year of college, and they get on TV to talk about sobriety, or find actions to sustain a “healthy” life. No human should be subject to their bile. Creatures of the sort 8

should be kept in fairy tales, not the media, lest they forget the slavery breeding practices that are absolutely used in horse races.

I am tired of being badgered by the health rhetoric. They are attacking beverages of all kinds, to “make them healthy”. I like to eat smoked meals, I love to have delicious meals with tender edges, along with my right to occupy the air with my own choice of consumption. To regulate, the person who wants to have a good time, based on his morsel choice, is not in line with any clause set by any official. A decent respect to human kind, has taken a jive, down to the pit of hades. Sentences once used to describe the American cause, to enable the freedom of man to exist, are no longer being respected. I sometimes want to go back to protests of the 50’s and 60’s for integration. Integration is useless. All the intention of integration is for sex. If the person who wanted to integrate did not want to be involved with the person they wanted to interact with, they would have safely used the back exit to get their meals and leave. There is nothing wrong with segregation. If they had used the bootlegging system, to their advantage, all they would have needed was to sit and drink to the maximum capacity. There is no black and white alcohol. I would have sat in the colored section, and drank to the maximum with the cheap prices available there.

Beer cost was in pennies and dimes. Instead of getting intoxicated, they chose to riot in the streets for their love rights to be respected. Instead of hauling the money in, grab whatever food and drinks they wanted to their brim, and take it back home, they focused on the city to be met with military actions for the purpose of bedding one another, on pain sheets, in which the voices of the labour party of Asia still ring out, touting the endinging 9

grim of the soul of man, to express the desire of his body. No thought was in place, when Martin Luthor King Jr. was in hostels bedding, the political opposition. They just wanted a piece of their pie, to eat with, carefully with mouths wide open. They wanted to sleep with the same kind of woman as him. He was no hero, he was another instrument of the republic, with the ears of democrats, bending the will of citizens who would listen to abide in sexual slavery. He was a bitter human being, who wanted to enslave others just like his ancestors were enslaved. If he had cared, he would have kept his mouth shut, sat in the free fare buses, bought his alcohol, took it home and drank it with his overpriced degrees, and the fancy women, who he had the polygamous right to marry in Utah.

Chapter 4 - Practices that ought to be outlawed

All oral sex should be outlawed. The only blowjobs that should be legal are the use of explosives in war. These cannibals should be reduced in number by the thousands. All consumption of human produce is cannibalism and, much like the old days, should be eliminated. I recommend being unemployed. No person out to get any kind of job in an environment that is distasteful, and lewd. I am not going to work with a nation that allows same-sex marriage. I will not work with the cashiers, nor the providers of service who sell 10

goods and items to them, if they live in close proximity to me. I will buy real estate next to them, or work in any capacity to pay taxes to their representatives, from my own table, food of any kind so they can survive. I refuse to feed them. I refuse to be employed by them or let their government flourish.

I am not going to earn a living by employing myself to any kind of job that employs them. I refuse to support with my own labour, any “straight”, personals who would give them money. I despise the “straight” people. They are the worst. They stand in courts and defend their friends and allies, with loud spoken words, that instigates. They cause defenses to weaken in protection of the rights of others, because they see opportunities they can profit from. The country should not be allowed to prosper. It should be beat down, ridiculed and assaulted to the point it no longer survives, the same way they individually attack their own freedom.

There should be no such thing as “salaries”. I get prevented from voicing my own opinion in University settings, to be subjected under presumptuous rule, that I do not submit my will to. I do not want to be taught how to “be gay”, I want to learn to be civil and exist in a society where I will not be condemned for making my own choices, but “oops”, that does not exist. You will get no good marks if you write impromptu, meaningful words that can potentially make a difference in society. Here I am facing “Presidential Education”, to have clipped my opinions, for the great good of Utilitarianism. I am faced with low blow payments, with the physical low blows, since I think their actions are vile, but not when they do. When they speak up, they get the military on their side. There are soldiers willing to bear 11

arms because they are the same as them, and infringing upon their right to bear arms is not accepted, because mine should be the one to go first. They go green, and vice their tales, with the police behind them, and we hear their vile agenda in the streets. They tell us to accept their green rights, where they have to mitigate the people, along with our right, by properly commanding and dictating how we live because we have a favorable claim. No, they do not want to see people throwing garbage on their streets, because God help us, they will have to go to work in the afternoon to clean it up, and it gets in their way of yoga, which they defend with their first amendment right to practice the freedom of religion. They do not refrain from expressing their opinion to others, because when they take over the air to insult you, they do it at gas corners, where at the same time, they are fending off natural energy practices from taking place. When you touch their rights, they get violent, when they touch yours, you have to take it like a champ, right in the face along with the kamasutra discipline, in the United States where the majority of the citizens are christians.

Steaks should not cost 50 dollars, and tasty delicious donuts should not cost two dollars. Steak should cost two dollars and the donuts should cost 50 dollars because that is the price people must pay to remove the waste. While the agriculture is too well off, I am not going to gamble on rolling the dice, to stuff food in my mouth, sweets in my organelle, for delight because it seems affordable. It’s the vice-versa. You eat donuts now, you exercise later. You eat steak now, you sleep well later.

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Chapter 5 - What it means to be an author to me

Authors come in many forms and shapes. There are authors like me who use volcanoes, and compasses to go one up, to be a prince. An author to me is a title. So far, I found out a lot of words hidden in their words, like “King Arthur”. When in truth, the words we are looking for are disguised in a question. “Who are [ King Authors?]”. I think and believe, all monarchy starts with authorship since it all has to do with reigning through supreme skill and large scale texts. In order to have an authorship, you must first be an author. In order to be published as an author, the odds stand around 1-2%. You have a better chance at attending Harvard, somewhere around 4 percent.

The statistics of authors is better than the Mensa institute, it is better than the secret service, and finally, it matches astronauts. The last one might be pushed, however, if you increase the odds of publishing to two to three books, the numbers go dim, somewhere below 1, deep in the 0.0001 section. I am in the realm of Greenland Sharks, which live somewhere around 250 years, and Bowhead whales. You would even imagine some of the animals I am researching at the moment. The whales are the second largest species on the planet, and just 13

under the blue, you would have an extremely hard time finding them weighing over 100,000

lbs, where their meat can be consumed for over 200 years.

I am in the world of the Jurassic Park, where I am studying Tyrannosaurus Rex’s and Archaeopteryx’s, a species of reptile bird that existed in the second era, in which, If you would search the books, you would encounter the first era, where all the knowledge is sealed in the country in Wales, UK. As an author, I am in no doubt my body is half devine. I have been pushing it to full with magnets. Magnets hold gravity, thereby allowing me to hold a law, and be as an acting prince, where I am fully divine. I used alcohol by itself, it only words well if you can keep it in your household for years at a time. I have tried money, but that also does not work fully. Money only goes, 97 percent of the way there since it buys you the things you want. The word Prince, means “first”, or “one”, where there can only be one eternal way to be it. I found it through hosting magnets. It is the crown I have right now.

Authors are at the edge of the scale. If you were to write poetry, like I have, you would add the gold sentences in there where you would perfectly embody the “authorship”. An author ship, much like “a prince”, has to do with addressing the author along with the object he/she owns. I can’t be divided from it in a sense since it is me, along with the ship. The whole body is an organism that moves with itself, where my cloth and I are one, along with the tools I own. If you hold the magnets, you push one up to a Prince - Count, along with the authorship because, the magnets themselves, unlike the money, are an endless supply of a material, in this case, repulsion [attraction]. Money will always end if you take it down, but not the magnets, they have been an endless source to me, where I use them to push me to the divine.

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Chapter 6 - The plan to be a King

I do not like to say “magnets”. I like to use the word “compass”. They are an unlimited supply of a source. When hosting them, I can alter a lot of technology, such as eye tracking softwares. My sight is nowhere where people want it to be when I use them. I have been altering unwanted governments for some time. I can alter them to the point they cease to function. I do not plan on being governed by another. The second plan to layer my objectives I found are virtual private networks. I have been working undetected and detected in the country of my choice. I like to read the Bible in Tor. I push the garbage out the other way. I watch content with nudity in public, in the first web browsing page, where they can be tracked. It has been a while now. All you have to do is find the country you like, that likes you, and host an unlimited supply of an object to be plus two. I still have yet to like America.

So far, it is not the country for me. Apparently, most sentences are outlawed in society, much as homophobic slurs. If I was to host mags, in public where they rely on tech that mimics your retina movements, they would be finished, since they accommodate only for the people they like. At any point around the globe, if you want to hurt Americans, burn 15

money. Whatever government works with them, they likely partake in building the Republic, Democracy and Federalism. They avoid the truth, and clip it to make a “just” government where they take home “the bacon”. The hurt is not in “burning the flag”, it's not in “killing citizens”, it's in the income they produce. Repel yourself, and free yourself from the care of the government by not taking the money, just burn it to ashes, they won’t rise again. It has nothing to do with “passport burings”, just the money.

Chapter 7 - The plan to be an Emperor

I desire to gaze out into the open and be one with nature. Sometimes, I want to leave the world that I created, in my language in my home, where it is safe and secure, and venture towards the open, where there are only mountains and hills, there I will look beyond to find myself one with the universe. I aspire to just leave, and go somewhere on a walk with water, and find a nice seat next to rivers and ponder.

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For - Moriarty [ The Jolly Roger]

What Am I? Can’t you tell?

I am a happy rebel, and I long to be a ruler

My own words are my heading,

And where I cast my sails, I am to be the only leader

I am anti-government, and I and not with the quid-pro-quo

I move, like the changing tides, and admirably, my cause is strong I have a strong crew as well, and they bring the my opponents low Please enjoy my show

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Justification of Rebellion in Simplicity

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The Mammoth

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Sobriety Identification

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Work Cited

References

Bibliography

Kebede, S. (2023). Roar Order Presents: The Conservative Prince Diaries. (n.p.): Writers Republic LLC.

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