In Angola they feel prisoners political accused of any crime. They say that it is a democratic regime that it is in the middle of the joy of their functions. The democratic potencies close the eyes and they point that it is like this that it is good, that it is like this that it is made the stability in Africa. Here is the income of the terrorism of which Europe is not gotten to loosen. Who supports the corruption and their dictatorships, in the bottom it is also terrorist without the knowledge.

quarta-feira, 17 de junho de 2009

The Epic poem of the Darkness (2)


In Luanda they resumed the works for the installation of the energy electrical experimental. The American Edison made available the patent of this extraordinary invention. Still to 160 and with a pick maximum of 170 volts, for the yes for the no the population continues refugee in the lamps to petroleum and in the candles.

The electric energy is, she sits down as the power. So schizophrenic, so weakened, so psychopathic, so pathogenic, so epidemic.
Without electric energy we do go where? For side none! No!.. For Zimbabwe!

There is no money to build houses but, it doesn't lack to build soccer stadiums and for more to waste million with trainers. The Fascist, colonialist Salazar ordered to build economics houses. It is are still of foot.

The Stalinism of MPLA continues to deport populations for the concentration camp of Luanda. They are mere ruling to amount and the on the ebb of the system that invented, they concentrated.

Rulers of the silliness that execute as if all went him.
Of nabob’s packs and dislocated if they install. And they already sing:
- Shortly everything will be ours and anything we will escape. The abased blackish is pushed for the sea, and in him they will drown.
That the blacks don't render, that they are stupid. But the whites and other colours just take advantage of that forced condition, it serves them of advantage for us to continue the secular pillage of the slavery.

These rulers that deport us anything have to do with the November 11, with the independence.

The spoliation of the island of Luanda proves once again that: to be a banker is easy, any idiot is it. After all, so rough to steal it doesn't demand intellect. And healthy always the same ones promise her, they tell her the same things. Governed by generals are going only for a side. We are not going the any.

Every day that passes everything gets complicated. Everything is and all debased, we are despised. This is not good, not. The fear is foreseen that suddenly the volcano will explode. This is unsustainable and police and army will be insufficient. We are foolishly, totally guideless, stagnated in a stormy sea.

But, the rulers didn't force, because they are also the champions of the adventure of the illiteracy.
Which is the brain that works with, how such, so much noise day and night? Only brains that no longer the healthy, deteriorated. He will finish like this, not even he will begin.

This fantastic uproar reveals that we are before one more country of playing, one more state-failed.

Then they don't repeat to the Bolshevik that Jonas Savimbi that destroyed Luanda was.

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