Soloushuk

In ten years, 200 thousand people will be dead.
A human with perfect health can live 126.621 years, on average.
If everyone meditates for 30 minutes every day and writes a 300 word essay about ourselves, then The Good Life will be attainable for every human in 50 years.
Ice cream will be made of coconut, cream, ice, and sometimes avocado.

I will date Soloushuk 12 times for 3 months.
We will get jobs in big buildings, reading, writing, talking, listening, pushing buttons, and drawing plans.
We wil live together.
We will grow our own vegetables.
We will shop together.
We will travel, bathe, sleep, cook, and eat together.
Soloushuk will teach her niece to put on a shirt, take it off, and put it in drawer, one evening.
I will organize 10 bottles in a row on a shelf above my head.
Our 3 never-married uncles will build a 45 foot triangular wooden tower in the front yard.
4 birds will make nests and eggs.
3 people who we do not know will eat 6 slices of bread.

Music is difficult to make and to listen to.

John God published a book last Newmember about Locating a Final Possible Center without a Center.

The Crutches were 100 feet tall in the grey urban Chicago park on a cloudy day in February, with no snow on anything, and a 15-year-old male with dandruff in his dark hair was sitting on a bench outside a tall building.

I do not care if anything is the same as it was or comepleletey difrent.

Soloushuk had brown gold on her head. She had 4 parallel limbs and on a bed, 45 soft and wise and 1 cleaning solution that only takes 16 minutes and 4 seconds.

Yesa. 3 hundred words?