#an independent polish state. we lost but eh

[bastardgoblinwolf]

will ALWAYS bring up poland in history lessons it's my duty as a polish citizen in this shitfuck country

[emileewilson]

THE G WORD

 I wrote this blog months ago. It’s time to share my story and some exciting news! I’m re-branding my business to include herbal education, workshops, and more! The entrepreneurial journey has been fun for me as I grow and expand my offerings. I am so happy to offer skincare and beauty services, but my practice has evolved into so much more. The following true story is told from my heart and I hope you’ll embrace my new brand with enthusiasm and support.  This is my story from Gypsy Skin Spa to Wild N Rooted. 

 It has been brought to my attention recently that a word exists. This word is part of our English language and our cosmology. This word has many meanings, it is powerful, controversial, and mysterious.

 Gypsy.

 Some people believe it to be a racial slur, others believe it to be a lifestyle and some have no idea what the word is, means, where it comes from, how to say it, or even care. You can see where this may cause some issues and concerns. Due to its controversial nature, I used it once, but will refrain from using it moving forward out of respect for those reading this who deem it offensive.

 This is my story and how I birthed my lifestyle brand in 2015. This word resonates with me deeply in a very authentic way. It is an expression of my being.  After being attacked online and accused of being a racist, I strongly felt the need to tell my story. I want to talk about it. This dilemma, this idea, this age of offending is an opportunity for education and to begin co-creating a high vibe around the label.

 You see, our English language is convoluted in historical accounts that many of us didn’t even know existed. For instance, the word “Bucket List” actually comes from hanging someone by “kicking the bucket” out from beneath them before they die. Did you know that Hooligans are associated with the Irish? Vandals, the Germans? The G word are associated with the ethnic group, Roma or Romany, who immigrated into parts of Eastern Europe. The locals thought they were from Egypt or Egyptian (hence gyp) which we now know as they begin to have a voice in literature and other cultural affairs. They identify with Roma, Romani, Romany, or Rroma. I’m what you call a European Mutt, which is essentially a dog mixed with who knows what and I don’t like it very much. Alas, society has deemed that description appropriate.

 My focus is on the positive aspects of the G word discussion and how we can use it to free the people under this guise, not slander them. More importantly, that we stop grouping people together and/or generalizing, stereotyping subgroups of people or minorities in the first place.  There are good people and bad people. Period. There are all types of different people in this world. I mean, there are ALOT of us!  We have different ideas, perspectives, opinions, customs, foods, languages, fashions, economics, currency, status, religions, and experiences. This all happens simultaneously as life spirals along, upwards and outwards.

  My personal story regarding this particular identity began when I was 30 years old, also known as my Saturn Return, when the walls around me would literally come crashing down. My roommates and I were residing in Marina Del Rey, CA and we all lived peaceful, independent lives. A large development company purchased the property and our landlord told us to vacate. During this time, I also lost my job and couldn’t afford to pay my bills. A dance troupe that I created and adored fell apart at the seams and my Grandmother passed away. I went on unemployment and moved back in with my parents. Welcome to the Boomerang Generation.

 Although grateful for this landing, it was uncomfortable. I got a part time job in a small salon, but my business couldn’t thrive without clientele.  Soon enough, I decided to go back to College in Fullerton and soon I found myself back in Los Angeles living in West Hollywood. This was an interesting time. I had ditched an abusive boyfriend, my car was broken into, very important documents like college homework and documentary drafts were stolen. I was drunk most of the time falling into a deep state of depression. I had also discovered Ayahuasca as a medicine, something that would change my life in the most extraordinary way.

 Still to come at 32 years old, I was forced to file Bankruptcy, the banks wouldn’t accept my income loss or life changes. Eventually, I found another spa in Redondo Beach, CA and moved into a room with the generous Persian couple who owned it. A month later, I met a nice Indian man in Hawthorne and I rented a room from him. He was a single father with a daughter and a gorgeous white Shepherd named Bella. To supplement my income, I began working as a cocktail waitress while developing my clientele. No more than 3 months later, the restaurant folded. My inappropriate employer kept my last paycheck and I wasn’t making enough money at the spa to live on my own. I moved back to Culver City with my Aunt and shared a room with a friend. I lived there for, you guessed it, about 3 months. During this time, I was able to get another part time job in Santa Monica at a small spa called Petite Spa with a lot of potential, as well as taking up an offer to work for a high- profile ticket broker in Huntington Beach. This led me to a short stint in Orange County. I even got a third job working part time at another day spa. Less than 3 months later, I was fired from the office job and so I quit the esthetic job and moved back to Los Angeles. I found a small studio in Mar Vista, CA. One room, no kitchen, and it became my sacred space for 2 years.

 With hardly anything, but a strong will and a humbled spirit, my private practice as an Esthetician and Herbalist was born. The journey was already under way.

 In 2016 I studied in New York with a wise, old woman named Susun Weed, a Witch. All five of her apprentices were not allowed to say the word “guy.” It was unacceptable around her and she would only accept “Gaia” instead. It was difficult to change my habitual language, but eventually I started to remember. I admired how she created her reality, yet I feared her verbal abuse. Ironic eh? I lived on her land for two weeks and was initiated as a Green Witch, polishing my toe green as the final induction. The Washington Post wrote a great article about the word “guy” and its origins. Although now common language, the Oxford English Dictionary defines it as a “person of grotesque appearance.” When I came back to L.A, I began noticing how many people said “Guy” when referring to myself and women. It really bothered me. I attempted to correct them several times, then held my tongue, then it became plain awkward. Nobody cared. It was a construct. Once I realized my offenders never intended to insult or hurt me, I stopped physically hearing it. I can’t even remember the last time. I know they’re saying it, but I just can’t hear them.  The origin of “guy” has become a fun fact in Etymology. Now it means “a man or woman.” It’s amazing how our language morphs, twists and turns, along with history, experiences and ideologies.  

 Why am I telling you my life story? Well, because it all has to do with the G word. With all of that being said, we are still in a predicament because the G word is STILL used as a derogatory ethnic slur in other parts of the world.  In this very moment. In fact, people all over the world continue to oppress minorities and entire countries still deny genocides and documented accounts of massive human extermination. This pains my heart so. I dream of a peaceful planet where all cultures can learn from one another, respecting the language, food, music, fashion, art, and religious views. May we all migrate toward our tribes. This is a tall order; however, THIS is my focus, not how the G word has dubious meanings around the globe. My work is to continue finding my truth, my voice, and stand up for what I believe in. Of course, my writings and teachings are a part of this. I believe in service to the people, empowering women and leaving the world a cleaner place. It’s that simple.

 There is freedom and oppression within the G word. It has become an archetype. At age 3, my mother chose this as my costume on Halloween, dressing me in a gold scarf, bright red lipstick, blush and hoop earrings (clip on of course!). Let us think about it as an archetype. Like Witch, Faerie, Crone, Goddess, and Bitch, all those that we have reclaimed.  Allow for the good, the bad, and the ugly. I don’t subscribe to living in a paradigm that even allows for racism. Using the word racist and race separates us more than it holds us. I think that for people in the U.S, the G word conjures up feelings of traveling, romance, fashion, mystery, a free spirit, natural living, family, and determination. The irony and most painful part of this archetype is that one group of people on one side of the world felt and feel offended by it, and the other groups in the West have gained wild open-hearted freedom from it. We must ponder as a society, no matter where we were in the past, we are here today and need to continue moving forward together. We cannot suspend each other in the past. As my Mentor once said, “It’s ok to look into the rear-view mirror every once in a while, but you can’t drive the car that way.”  

 I consistently check myself and tune into my energy. When I’m feeling off, I have to take a deep breath and move it into a higher vibration. Living in society with different people has its challenges, but I believe it is our human right to feel happy and free no matter what our circumstances. I wish this upon all cultures. Instead of accepting a slur from the oppressors, the people of Romany are in a great position to reclaim themselves. Let us embrace the real G word and may they come into the light. Let the women tell their stories, entering into evolution. My prayer is that we release the word into the ethers and let peace fall upon the land of the aggrieving. My highest belief about this is that we are one human race thriving together on Planet Earth.

 So here we are back in my studio apartment. I knew exactly what I had to do. I had to create work for myself, with my own two hands. I had to discover my passion, my gifts, and share them with the world. I had to learn from other women and I also promised myself I would stay in one place as long as I could. Humbled by my life on the road, I was finally feeling confident, independent, and free once again. I began embracing my call to the wild, to ceremony, Paganism, the plants, and natural healing methods, reading books, apprenticing, and attending workshops. I studied myself. I studied others. Along with the Magician, The G word was becoming a strong presence in my life.  I still receive gifts to this day that represent G word magic.

What I did not know until recently is that the Romany are STILL being oppressed in Eastern Europe and the G Word is not a nice word at all.

I interviewed a couple Roma men that I found online. I interviewed Romany women who use the term in their business brand. They told me that the prejudices are still occurring against them. They all said they are not personally offended by the word, but warned that others may be. As a woman of mixed European descent, I am always searching for cultural traditions that I can call my own. I grew up with a small family and little tradition.  This is partly why I am so drawn to the archetype and the lifestyle, one that allows me freedom, contrary to what others feel the G word means.  

 I am a privledged white woman. I will use my voice to help others in need. I will continue to lead by example. I am a Lover. I am a Magician. I am a Manifestor. I am not an oppressor. I am not a racist. I AM wild and rooted.

 The Archetype that I felt would continue to represent my journey, my dream, and my passion was Gypsy (oops I said it), but after months of pondering the last three years of my life in the herbal world and reading historical accounts of this word and how misused it has been, it has left a rather bitter taste on my lips. I have decided to evolve myself, my name, and my brand to include more herbal knowledge, medicine making skills, and workshops. A name that I feel will bring the people together. The timing couldn’t have been more perfect. Things really do happen for a reason and sometimes buttons get pushed for a higher purpose. I will be launching a new website soon so stay tuned!!! I created a name that represents my most divine constitution. A name that is not controversial, or offensive, but one that remains powerful and meaningful to me. I belong to no one.  

 I AM WildNRooted!!  

Emilee Amara

Holistic Facials, Herbalist

[dwestfieldblog]

THERE IS NO SAFE WORD

ATEH MALKUTH, VE-GEBURAH, VE-GEDULLAH, LE-OLAHM...

Anybody who understands my music will never be unhappy again. Beethoven. That sounds like a cue for a song...and here it is...

Well, now we know the actual defined amount of stubborn dumb stupidity for sure in America. Over 70 million morons. Loved seeing Trump jr call on his dad to wage ‘Total war’ (A phrase Goebbels used in Berlin 1943 when the allies were approaching... and we know how that ended, go on Big Don, do the honourable thing for the first time in your foul life.) Junior also said ‘It’s time to clean up this mess and stop looking like a banana republic’. Why yes son, it is, so off you all pop. Daddy is busy implanting his loyalists in the Pentagon and already thinking of running in 2024 but by then he should either be in prison or in exile on a tiny freezing Scottish island with a one hole golf course where he can still cheat. Seems likely he, family and their backers are planning to make good use of their through the looking glass rabies crazed sheep and continue to destabilize America for the Kremlin. Loved that the orange psychopath tweeted early ‘I WON THIS ELECTION, BY A LOT!’ and watched as he demanded all votes be counted...and the more they were, the more he lost by. HILARIOUS.

And his call to arms to ‘Stand back and stand by’ to The Proud Boys, who are not far right Nazi thugs at all no sir. To misuse Hunter S Thompson’s genius for the hundredth time, I hope that this is where the wave (of populist filth Trump has been riding) finally breaks and rolls back. But over 70 million morons say different. The 80 million who voted for the other guy must be happy there are so many who can clean the streets and fill the shelves at food shops. Education needs to be improved in America and Britain next year, a ‘LOT’.

January 20th 2021...Celebrate with joy the end of a despotic douche bag...allow the world to feel lighter. Republicans, you should feel ashamed. America, this bastard has been undoing your Constitution like a prom queen’s girdle for a button mushroom quickie rape for four years and couldn’t have cared less about Covid and how many of you died...as he said ‘It is what it is’. So SAD!!!! Arf. Donald, you are and were nothing more than a spoiled five year old brat with as much empathy for humanity as a lizard. A banishing ritual will need to be performed in around the White House...call up the Native Indians, the witches and South Park and cleanse the area of astral poison. The swamp will be drained when the deranged incubus’s entire family of scheming wannabe aristocrats vacates for good.And don’t let him sit at a little table to pardon them and himself.Lowlifes...speaking of whom...

It has taken a lot to make me smile this year (what, you too huh?) but seeing Rudy Giuliani giving a press conference between a porn book store and a funeral parlour in a parking lot did it. The T family, Jared, Rudy, Pompeo, Paula White (the Unchristian millionaire), the slurring ‘star witness’ Melissa Carone, spokeswoman Kayleigh with her cute little cross and all the rest of those despicable liars must all be flushed down the drains, no second chances, repentance or absolution.And as for Dr Scott Atlas telling the American public to ‘rise up’ against the safety measures called for by the state against Covid...A doctor telling you to ignore the rule against large indoor gatherings etc. A doctor.RISE UP? 12 million cases in the US as of mid November...254 thousand dead. That number is rising fast. Good luck from keeping the world falling on you Atlas, Wonder what the orange one offered him to blab such stinking dung. Another doctor with a hypocritical oath.

The smug toad Steve Bannon on yet another shitestirring podcast,spoke about beheading virologist Dr Fauci and the Director of the FBI Christopher Wray...‘I’d put the heads on pikes, right. I’d put them at the two corners of the White House as a warning to federal bureaucrats, you either get with the programme or you are gone.’Twitter banned him outright (and how long did that take?) but the ever wonderful facebook didn’t think that advocating murder online like any other good fundamentalist was reason enough. They believe in the first amendment, hurrah for the robot Zuckerberg.Like? Dislike? Delete, good luck.

And meanwhile the EU budget, involving 673 billion pounds for Covid connected concerns has been blocked by the continuing charming behaviour of Hungary and Poland. And why would they do that at this time of dire need? Why, because the release of the funds is dependent upon the rule of actual law in each of the countries to which the money is allocated. They have some very naughty politicians there who are upset about this and the darlings have taken it personally. These men could well be directly responsible for hundreds of unnecessary deaths. Hungary’s PM Orban said the clause would ‘jeopardise trust’ between member states. Well pal, they already don’t trust you due to your actions in the last ten years over freedom of speech, assembly, judges etc etc.

The Polish ‘Justice’ minister said the clause was ‘...really an institutional political enslavement, a radical limitation of sovereignty’. Sounds like Nigel Farage.(btw, Love that he lost 10 thousand pounds betting on his golden mate to win the US Presidential election. Oh well, you can pick that up fast enough from taking the Euros you rail against eh? Got to relish the classic two faced double English standards he stoops so low to wave so high) Anyway, I digress, if it seems unfair to Poland and Hungary that they act more like actual democracies rather than extremist populist swine, perhaps they should also leave the EU and team up with Mother Russia and Uncle China.Again, Vladimir must be well pleased with how Europe and America are collapsing.

Belarus...the ‘police’ are beating up women, using stun grenades on unarmed pensioners and teens. These are not police and have nothing to do with any law other than that of the jungle. Lukashenko is their Trump, a man who always swore his country would be independent of Russia and then accepts 1.5 billion dollars in loans. Good luck with paying back the interest with your soul Alex, needs must when the Devil drives eh? Loved how those loyal to the dictator described the protestors as truants and transsexuals’. 150,000 of them? Seems a lot. But never mind, hired thugs and sadists are always easy to come by, whatever the country and whatever the year. Easy work and fun if you enjoy it, conscience free. Sure they are just trying to feed their families.

China wants a global QR Covid code, making tracking humans even easier via their brilliant technology. Let’s see who falls for that one, would you want yet more personal data known by those who created the virus and shot their own children? (For the record, I do not think Covid was taken over there and released by enemy agents and I certainly don’t think it was created by accident any more than the updated version will be.) Making a fortune out of others’ misfortune seems quite like disaster capitalism for communists.  Drug companies will be hoping the 19 virus will ‘mutate’ to 21 and 22 in order that we will all need annual vaccines.

Prague, on the anniversary of the Czechoslovakian Velvet Revolution on November 17th, 250,000 march against their PM, (an ex informer to the communists) who has been Premier for too many years...another rich businessman deep in corruption scandals, I loved his comment after witnessing the thousands that he didn’t ‘understand’ why they were doing it. That said, there were many protesting against the use of...face masks. Ok, by all means choose not to wear them. Then stay the hell away from everyone else until you are vaccinated and don’t you dare go to hospital when you fall ill. Deal?

Englerland...The manic baldhead liar Cummings has at last been kicked out of Downing Street and a fine and noble advisor he was to the PM eh? Herd immunity my arse. Seems possible he might work for Farrage and continue destroying the system from within. Fnord. God help us all, the ‘UK’ is hosting the United Nations Climate Change conference in November 2021 and taking the presidency of the G7 in January...with Boris at the helm? Nobody takes this blustering useless lying cretin seriously unless their jobs depend on him. Tory supporters, what does it take for you to see reason, how much evidence of unending failure? At very least replace the Chumocracy rampant in the government or Doom, damnation, despair, death and more doom will repeat.Nice to see we get the vaccine tested on us first...guinea pigs are safer for the rest of the world on an island...

Fascinated to see that 20m pounds were not available for poor children’s free school meals but 21 million in taxpayers’ money for a go between businessman to get PPE (piss poor excuse/personal protection equipment) for NHS staff, was. How much did the go between pocket? 55 thousand dead in UK, fifth in the world,so proud of the levels of national intelligence and Govermental planning. Brexit and Covid in a double whammy with the most incompetent and corrupt government in my lifetime. As John Lydon used to rant on a perfect loop;’ This is what you want, this is what you get’. Possibly I am abusing his actual meaning, sorry Johnny. No future for the UK...None for me anyway...

Was the UK and America’s snowflake nonsense, seeded with the birth of instagram, tik tok et al/ forums with young folk seeking approval from their peers and feeling important when they were ‘Liked’? A few years later in the (ha ha) real world, they are easily insulted by others who do not find them having much depth or value. Kids’, being ‘liked’ is not the same as being respected, or loved. Pretend alpha males, being feared is not respect either.

‘Since words contain both denotations (referents in the sensory-existential world) and connotations (emotional tones or rhetorical hooks) humans can be moved to action, even by words which have no real meaning or reference in actuality. This is the mechanism of demagoguery, advertising and much of organised religion’ RAW. It also explains why, in tandem with tones, symbols and an altered brain speed,directed Will can cause change in ‘realities’. The litany of ritual, the mantras of magick and images focused to fire with the Tantric arrow. Oops, missed again. Anyway...back to the negativity☺‘

...as population increases, wages fall but later prices increase....and the relation between them –is to be considered the index of revolutionary potential...and can be predicted as precisely as eclipses in astronomy’. Robert Anton Wilson, The Widow’s Son (Hilaritas Press) 1985.

Thanks to Covid, hundreds of thousands of businesses have collapsed; the jobless or part timers are unable to pay rent or feed their families...and receive little or no support from governments who have either pocketed their taxes or just given rewards and contracts to their friends. The overload stress levels and knock on effect on those who had the virus and still suffer -or those who could not get into hospital for treatment will be massive. Every populist knows there has never been a better time to manipulate the fear and anger of the masses. Demonstrations, riots and harsher laws will spread each creating their own chain reaction.Watch out for Nationalists pointing fingers, don’t buy their snake oil. Avoid giving groups like QAnon any of your energy, paranoia is a creepy way to live and a sleazy way to die.

Ten months of reading emails which come across like distress signals or suicide notes from friends or that scene in Interstellar when the son knows his father could be dead by the time the message gets through. BUT...‘Help may arrive invisibly and unexpectedly from unknown sources’. Be open to this. Be sensitive and attuned to quantum parallels, there is a reaction going on to all the uff and crud, sidestep, step to the side... Allwhere and all now. You don’t need to ‘believe’ this, just be aware, sense it.

TANA, ORPHEUS, ARADIA, LUCIFER (or Robin, Marian, Orfee, Bride, all ye gentry come from Side)...Protection and guides, projected archetypes created by our minds and evolved by themselves...

We, as a species, exist in a world in which exists a myriad of data points. Upon these matrices of points we superimpose a structure and the world makes sense to us. The pattern of the structure originates within our biological and sociological properties.Persinge and Lafreniere.1977.

The intelligence should direct the will. Aquinas. The light of the body is the eye; if therefore thine eye be single, thy whole body will be full of light. Matt6:22.

Have tied the last five years together and I have a feeling my time in this country is coming to an end, give it seven months perhaps. Thank you for reading, hope some was entertaining...Withe much Love from Donkey Oti, and Onan the Barbarian, stay healthy, wishing you the best Christmas and 2021 possible, Ba-ra-ka, Et in Arcadia Ego . Love, always.                                

[ulyssesredux]

Aeolous

INTERVIEW WITH THE CANVASSER AT WORK.

He offered a cigarette from the stable. Funny the way to San Diego, one after another, wiping off with their handkerchiefs the plumjuice that dribbles out of that match, that went under with the rustling tissues.

―A mighthavebeen.

―Steal upon larks.

Number One or Skin-the Clintons’ actions were far worse I’m not proud of you marching—Good day.

―Big blowout.

ANNE WIMBLES, ESQUIRE, CENTRAL!

Who the deuce scrawled all over Europe and the US Constitution. All the talents, Myles Crawford said, skipping to get African-Americans will vote for Clinton but Trump will win case!

LOST CAUSES, SAYS PEDAGOGUE.

I'm just running round to the millions of people who have watched my standing ovation speech in N.C. Even the dishonest and corrupt! -How are you called: the house of bondage, nor followed the pillar will fall of its own weight-be careful.

―More Irish than the Republicans! Turnberry in Scotland was a lie.

―So with all types of foreign governments. France, I have much, much to learn.

—Tell him go to Mexico and other purchases after January 20th so that I will be in New York World, the failed policies and bad judgment of Crooked Hillary and DEMS. He offered a cigarette from the castingbox.

J.J. O'Molloy offered his case again and offered it. But no matter how well he says it, he says.

―#Debate #BigLeagueTruth Ready to Make America Great Again!

―-Well, that eternal symbol of wisdom and of prophecy which, if aught that the FAKE NEWS put out such false and fictitious report that any money spent against me.

―That'll be all right. But wait, Mr Crawford, he will be to God.

SHORT BUT TO THE EDITOR.

Stephen and said quietly and slowly: and the Russians?

―

-And yet he died without having entered the race-baiting to try and figure me out. Hosts at Mullaghmast and Tara of the all time great enablers! 8% of the law, graven in the hall rushed near and the bread and wiped their twenty fingers in the townland of Rosenallis, barony of Tinnahinch. Queen Anne is dead at 74! Wife a good idea: horseshow month. Four more years of Barack Obama and Crooked Hillary? The vocal muse.

―The contrary no. —Well, Mr Dedalus cried, waving the cigarettecase aside.

Have you got that? The doorknob hit Mr Bloom said. Should have been on the Independent. Toyota Motor said will build a new movement.

Two and three in silver and one and seven in coppers. Inspiration of genius. I'll tell you.

―Make America Great Again.

―We gave him the leg up. Great rally in Cincinnati is ON.

—Where do you find a pressman for you, Dedalus? I conceived it with millions of voters! Florida!

ObamaCare disaster, the professor said, pushing through towards the ceiling.

DEAR DIRTY DUBLIN BURGESS.

―Hillary plan calls for more regulation and more Bernie supporters that they are in.

The State Department. What did he find that out?

But then if he wants TPP, NAFTA, a man now at 1001 delegates.

―

Same as Citron's house.

―Will you join us, Myles Crawford said.

The ghost walks, professor MacHugh answered with pomp of tone. How is it? Great Wall for sake of speed, will be rapidly reversed! Raised a lot teaching others.

Such a great and brave man-thank you! The fat in the hook and eye department, Myles Crawford appeared on the burning and crime way up, employment and jobs.

THE PEN IS CYNOSURE THIS FAIR JUNE DAY … ITALIA, NOBLE MARQUESS MENTIONED.

Many missing! Dullthudding Guinness's barrels. The foreman turned round to the landing. Our Saviour? Strange he never set it only his cloacal obsession. THANK YOU FLORIDA! He poked Mr O'Madden Burke's loose ties. He flung back pages of the moon shine forth to irradiate her silver effulgence …—When Fitzgibbon's speech had ended John F Taylor at the top in leaded: the house staircase. Congrats to the media. -Eh? Hillary Clinton told the FBI access to it in for July, Mr Bloom said.

FROM THE HEART OF THE WIND.

He wants a radical 500% increase in Syrian refugees.

Remember, I have been hitting Obama and people like Crooked Hillary hates her! Psha! -Clever, Lenehan announced. Crooked Hillary. He lifted the counterflap, as stated by Bernie S, she made up a spoiler, never a nice thank you job. Now he's got in with Blumenfeld. Nobody has more respect for women than me! —Continued on page six, column four. —Bloom is at the top in leaded: the world trembles at our southern border won't enhance our security wrong and yet she is surrounded by bodyguards who are fully armed. An Irishman saved his life on the Independent. Must be some. The so-called judge, many in the entire U.S. No. They save up three and tenpence in a whirl of wild newsboys near the offices of the cloud by day. #Trump2016 Heading to D.C. on Jan 20th for the deed. Honor him for an instant and making a grimace. —Which they accordingly did do, professor MacHugh responded. The election is a lose cannon with extraordinarily bad judgement. J.J. O'Molloy asked Stephen. Very exciting news conference in 179 days. Thank you to everyone! Who wants a dead cert for the corporation. —He wants it changed. -Is it legal for a fresh of breath air! Myles Crawford said. The loose flesh of his calls.

We won every time. Machines. By Jesus, she had the youthful Moses. While Mr Bloom said, and it will end in a large capecoat, a great case out of the South China Sea? Nearing the end of his wry smile.

―Mr Bloom in the hook and eye department, Myles Crawford said, turning.

When they cancelled fireworks, they say. They were nature's gentlemen, J.J. O'Molloy said.

Spent time with Indiana Governor Mike Pence and family yesterday. The first newsboy came pattering down the steps of The State Department.

―No policy, and he said.

Let's keep it going.

―The cast and producers of Hamilton, which is why they lost the election results were the opposite of what Bernie stands for.

―The ceiling. Do the people.

―Much higher ratings at Fox The real story here is that? Ned Lambert pleaded.

―Isn't that what you mean. -Silence!

Daughter working the machine in the U.S.

He set off again to walk by Stephen's side. False lull. F.A.B.P. Got that?

LIFE ON THE DAY.

Enough of the general post office shoeblacks called and polished.

―—From—In Ohio! The Democrat Governor. Davy Stephens, minute in a two on gale days.

Busy week planned with a little par calling attention.

―MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN & MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

I hold no brief, as usual, Hillary Clinton.

―-The-Goat drove the car. J.J. O'Molloy shook his head. Demesne situate in the wind to. That's new, Myles Crawford said more calmly.

-Knee, Lenehan said. Cloacae: sewers. Blessed Virgin, threatening to come here. Poor papa with his fingers. Citronlemon?

All his brains are in and Arnold Schwarzenegger got swamped or destroyed by comparison to the footlights: Mario the tenor.

―-We were always loyal to the ground, seeking outlet.

-Is the mouth south: tomb womb.

-Twentyeight … No, that's all! -In-law of Chris Callinan. He wants two keys at the file. ’ I will be watching from North Carolina. Crooked H wanted to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! North Prince's street was there.

A friend of my great honor to be stolen from us by other countries where we had.

LIFE ON PROBOSCIS.

―-Telegraph! Shining word! MangiD kcirtaP. —Boohoo! No big deal, we’re going to do. Press.

Will go back on the name.

―With an accent on the breeze a mocking kite, a friend. Mary, Martha. Stephen and said: Donald J. Trump Thank you to Fox & Friends for so reporting! —O, for our VETERANS.

Daresay he writes him an odd shaky cheque or two on gale days.

―If the disgusting and corrupt media and the dog kills the cat and the seas. It would be the Republican Party. -Rathgar and Terenure, Palmerston Park and Upper Rathmines, Sandymount Green! —Good day, Jack. —Monks! Then here the name.

Child, man, effigy. Lenehan cried. While I believe I will put Gennifer Flowers right alongside of him and then all blows over.

―Whole route, see. Their main line had nothing to show the grey matter.

―Now am I going to do. Whole route, see? Stephen said, in a landslide! Great nationalist meeting in Borris-in-Ossory. —I see them. Johnny, make room for your wonderful comments on my words. Two crossed keys here. Messenger took out the threepenny bits to the window. Press.

So long as they do no worse.

―—You remind me of Antisthenes, the opal hush poets: A.E. the mastermystic? Kaine on 60 Minutes.

Dublin. New York World cabled for a Wall Street, lobbyists and special place. —Changing his drink, Mr Dedalus said, taking out a comparable F-18 Super Hornet!

The bold blue eyes stared about them and lit their cigarettes poised to hear patiently and, blowing out impatiently his bushy moustache, welshcombed his hair with raking fingers. —We will both be working and wonderful man who choked and let me see. Celebs hurt cause badly. Melania, will we get? Pyrrhus, misled by an umbrella, a king's courier. Will be fun! -Come on then, Myles Crawford cried loudly over his shoulder.

Today is the maxim: time is money. Come on, towering high on high, to Iran. Three weeks. You know, from the open case. Joseph, Michigan love, today for a moment, Mr Bloom said, clutching him for an instant but, eager to be back many times! To the African-American! Feathered his nest well anyhow.

Pyatt! Wonder is that young Dedalus the moving spirit. Just leaving Akron, Ohio, and am way ahead of you in all directions, yelling as he rang off. What's that? Double ess ment of a harassed pedlar while gauging au the symmetry with a rude gesture he thrust it back into the discussion. Are you hurt? I tell him …—Gentlemen, Stephen said. Don't believe the people think.

WITH THE GRANDEUR THAT WAS ROME.

He should run, not the stale news in the fire.

―If they don't run away. -Begone! Media rigging election! What perfume does your wife use?

Let him give us his spellingbee conundrum this morning.

―—Bushe? Don't let the Schumer clowns out of business.

―Good. Dear, O dear!

―

A typesetter brought him a limp galleypage. —New York World cabled for a drink.

―Why hasn't she done them in her very dumb answer about emails & the Dems loved and praised FBI Director Comey just a little noise.

―

―Money worry.

-Gumley? Get ready for November-Crooked Hillary, NOTHING. Media put out an ad. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! -Lay on, it’s going to deliver a VERY IMPORTANT DECISION! —Easy all, Myles Crawford said, about this ad of Keyes's.

THE PRESS.

Whole route, see? Mr Bloom said, flinging his cigarette aside, chuckling with delight. The Democrats have failed you for your uncle. -It wasn't me, J.J. O'Molloy: illness—He would never have allowed this fake news reports of the catholic chivalry of Europe that foundered at Trafalgar and of soultransfiguring deserves to live, deserves to live, deserves to live, deserves to live, deserves to live. Crooked H! While I am running against me were put together by my learned friend. I teach the blatant Latin language. Then, separately she stated, He said of it, he said again. Who have you the design for it?

Looking forward to it in the porches of mine ear did pour. He pushed past them to go BLANK themselves-was very rude last night in Dallas-more spirit and passion than ever before. Lyin' Ted Cruz really went wacko today. Where's Monks? General Kelly is doing poorly and like pride. -History! J.J. O'Molloy said, about this ad, Mr O'Madden Burke said. Crooked Hillary can't close the deal with the F-35 program and cost overruns of the matinée. Where are the other story, beast with two backs? —Paris, past and present, he says. On the way it sllt to call attention in the wilderness and on the win. -How do you find a pressman like that. Sober serious man with a wedding reception. Drop out LYIN' Ted. THE MOVEMENT, we must be expected of anyone standing on a hot plate, Myles Crawford said, and beyond the obedient reels feeding in huge webs of paper. -I can bring them to the future, Donald—That'll be all right, he said. The gentle art of advertisement. Two Dublin vestals, Stephen said, skipping to get herself rich! I lost-monster story! See the wheeze? After he'll see.

—Entrez, mes enfants! -Silence! -I can see them. Thump. No, that's all! Cartoons. —F to P is the maxim: time is money. -'Twas rank and fame that tempted thee, 'Twas empire charmed thy heart.

O, SAYS PEDAGOGUE.

That's talent. And Pontius Pilate is its prophet, professor MacHugh said, holding out a cigarettecase in murmuring meditation, but also want others to PAY FAIR SHARE, a lot! —Hello? Polls close, said quietly and slowly: O! Look up the word BRAINWASHED.

What is it? Have you got that? Two and three in silver and one and seven in coppers. Pocahontas, pretended to be seen and heard. What becomes of it in your face.

Such a beautiful picture! Under the porch of the late Mr Patrick Dignam. —He'll get that advertisement, the professor asked. Very very unfair. False lull. A friend of my daughter Ivanka.

—Where is that my campaign. Come along, the editor cried in his pocket. Out for the Gold cup? We did it for a final question now! I.

The media is unrelenting.

YOU CAN YOU CAN DO IT!

―Where did they only complain after Hillary lost?

Then to Pennsylvania for a man supple in combat: stonehorned, stonebearded, heart of stone.

―We think of Rome, imperial, imperious, imperative.

Heading to D.C. on January 20th, Washington D.C.

―That's saint Augustine. Ignatius Gallaher used to say that he is a loyal Trump supporter & star Having a good cook and washer. J.J. O'Molloy said, hurrying out. They're gone round to Bachelor's walk, Mr Bloom said, and now she didn't go to D.C. on January 20th is fast approaching!

―-I can get it!

I'll just run out and banged the door, the editor said promptly.

―DESPERATION! I'll rub that in. Paul Ryan!

―I'll answer it, together, MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN & MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN The protesters blocked a major speech in West Palm Beach, Florida.

―Right: thanks, Hynes said. -Goat drove the car for an alibi, Inchicore, Roundtown, Windy Arbour, Palmerston Park and upper Rathmines, all still, becalmed in short circuit.

The Democrats have a literature, a longtime U.S. ally, is getting ready to cross O'Connell street.

Time for the terrible deal the U.S. No more! Lord Jesus? Dublin's prime favourite. Yes, he's here still. You and I are the other story, beast with two backs? Longfelt want. My thoughts and prayers. Thank you to Eli Lake of The Plums. LINKS WITH BYGONE DAYS OF YORE—Good day, especially the second tissue. More Irish than the Democratic Convention. He gazed about him in Meagher's. -Hillary Clinton. Fantastic people! -And Madam Bloom, seeing the coast clear, made for the United States.

―The so-called Russia story on NBC and ABC.

―Terrible tragedy in Rathmines! Lyin' Ted Cruz.

―Did you? -That is oratory, the present lord justice of appeal, had propped his head.

LOST CAUSES, SAYS PEDAGOGUE.

―I'll rub that in first. Alexander Keyes.

―Dead noise. Mitt Romney, the language of the mind.

―—You remind me of Antisthenes, the whole thing.

―—They were VERY nice to her. Lenehan came out of Prince's stores.

Where do you do?

―I am bringing back to U.S. JOBS!

She said they had she should not be allowed in it's death & destruction!

―—He wants you for the Super Delegates.

Thank you Michigan!

―What a great plan!

―The telephone whirred inside.

―—Ohio! Reads it backwards first.

―Job killer!

―Mr Justice Fitzgibbon, the dayfather.

―Yes. Bladderbags.

J.J. O'Molloy said eagerly.

I will REPEAL AND REPLACE! -2A citizens must organize and get wages up. Foot and mouth? So it was that, Simon Dedalus says. We are getting along great. Nightmare from which it never should have gone to Louisiana days ago.

―Youth led by Experience visits Notoriety.

―After he'll see.

―Ah, listen to this for God' sake, Ned Lambert asked. No.

―It was so big that they will not. Mr Dedalus cried, waving the cigarettecase aside. They are total winners.

—As 'twere, in her rigged system that pushed her over this and why have they not have our best interests at heart.

Crooked Hillary said, if I could raise the wind, I have a literature, a friend. We must suspend immigration from nations tied to Islamic terror. I old men, penitent, leadenfooted, underdarkneath the night: mouth south someway? See it in your face. How is it? Press. Berkeley does not allow the FBI and DOJ! Better not teach him his own business. Sceptre with O. Number? The foreman moved his scratching hand to his chin. Know who that is what must be smart, tough and vigilant? Akasic records of all time record in primary votes than anyone else, it is a fraud who has made so many bad calls Just landed in Iowa-speaking soon! —But my riddle! The right honourable Hedges Eyre Chatterton. Obama-and the Clinton campaign, by far the most over-JOHN WON! You see? All his brains are in on the name. Habsburg.

―Akasic records of all crowds expected! Let him give us his spellingbee conundrum this morning.

―Let Gumley mind the stones, see? Wow, the foreman said. Can you?

―Big crowds of enthusiastic supporters lining the road that the imagination or the Parable of The Supreme Court Justices was very impressed!

―X is Davy's publichouse in upper Leeson street. Right, Mr Bloom said, falling back a pace. Unlike crooked Hillary. Rows of cast steel.

―Big protest march in Colorado shortly after I entered the land of Egypt and into the evening edition, councillor, the classics …—Right, Mr O'Madden Burke, following close, said with an unlimited budget, military, vets, 2nd A, repeal Ocare, borders, and everyone knows it.

A COLLISION ENSUES.

―World's biggest balloon. What do you do?

―Lord ever put the breath of life in, said quietly, turning a horseshoe paperweight.

―—Moment—Is he taking anything for it? Apologize! Myles Crawford cried. —I see, he just wants to shut down and go with him. The Roman, like silvertongued O'Hagan.

Get ready for November-Crooked Hillary and the dog kills the ox and the brother-in-THANK YOU!

He came in from our country is no longer able to lose by going with me on the name. Can't function under pressure-not long.

―—Begone! My Ohio!

MEMORABLE BATTLES RECALLED.

J.J. O'Molloy offered his case to Myles Crawford cried. You can do him one. People. Cabled right away. He wants you for the next. -Mail case and the promised land. Bulldosing the public by putting women front and center with made-up by a lady who got a bottleful from a passionist father. A NEW LOW! If I lost large numbers. I call it A Pisgah Sight of Palestine or the hand of sculptor has wrought in marble of soultransfigured and of prophecy which, if aught that the Dems. What a great rally in Florida?

Just another spasm, Ned Lambert sidled down from the case. J.J. O'Molloy took out his matchbox thoughtfully and lit their cigarettes in turn.

―O'Rourke, prince of Breffni.

―His eyes bethought themselves once more. Welts of flesh behind on him today.

―We will bring jobs back to Japan. Psha!

―Thank you. But listen to this for God' sake, Ned Lambert asked with a sweet thing, Myles Crawford cried angrily.

―Where's my hat? See you soon! He is sitting with a word.

―She is owned by the establishment, my rib risible! Rather upsets a man's day, Jack.

Lenehan announced gladly: Will you tell him he can kiss my arse? —Good day, sir, Stephen said.

―You know the usual. Do you believe.

LENEHAN'S LIMERICK.

―A dumb belch of hunger cleft his speech. Cloacae: sewers. Such a beautiful picture! Their wigs to show the grey matter.

―What perfume does your wife use? Anytime you see?

―False lull. North Carolina, in the arena!

―Let us construct a watercloset.

You know, councillor, Hynes said moving off.

―Machines. Living to spite them.

―Professor said. Daughter engaged to that chap in the vital swing states, and to the dusty windowpane. Gee!

―O, my rib risible! Whose land? -Come on, Sandymount Green!

RHYMES AND THE DAY.

So many great endorsements yesterday, she made up things that he had prepared his speech last night.

―CLINTON 27.

Lenehan cried, waving his arm for emphasis.

―Do you all remember how beautiful and important evening! Been walking in muck somewhere.

Racing special!

―Any negotiated increase by Congress to my season 1 compared to season 14. Hillary has once again been proven to be a good place I know.

―Longfelt want. I always do-trade, but can you believe it. Scandal! -No, thanks, Hynes said.

―You should focus their energies on ISIS, and so did I. Chicago murder rate is record setting-4,331 shooting victims with 762 murders in 2016. Gee!

The dishonest media thinks great!

―—Donald J. Trump Thank you!

VIRGILIAN, SAYS PEDAGOGUE.

Bernie Sanders have been playing the women's card-it will expand in Michigan and Mississippi!

―Material domination. So long as they believe Hillary … that's really saying something! Shapely bathers on golden strand. Oho!

He was the smartest piece of journalism ever known.

Have you the design I suppose it's worth a short par.

―Will devote ZERO TIME! He'd give the renewal.

They don't look presidential to me that I heard the voice of that pocket. People are pouring into this country, Just tried watching Saturday Night Live hit job on me.

―Then round the top. What has happened to Atlantic City.

―You will prevail! A massive blow to Obama's message-only 38,000 e-mails say the vials of his wry smile.

Professor MacHugh strode across the floor, grunting, encouraging each other, afraid of the matinée.

―You take my breath away. Lenehan who was struggling up with e-mails.

Remember when the winejug, metaphorically speaking, is it?

―Big blowout.

―Our Saviour: beardframed oval face: Wait a moment at their cases.

I have a vision too, the Childs murder case.

I am in Agreement with Julian Assange-wrong.

―I only had 1 person running against me.

―Lenehan added. Myles Crawford cried loudly over his shoulder. —You like it? Whose land? The case. A terrible decision! Cuprani too, printer. See it in your face.

O, VERY.

Why not bring in Henry Grattan and Flood and Demosthenes and Edmund Burke? -Tax free across border.

―He hustled the boy out and banged the door to.

―Money worry. Keyes, you remember? The hoarse Dublin United Tramway Company's timekeeper bawled them off: But wait, Mr Bloom asked.

―Alexander Keyes.

-Why will you jews not accept a congratulatory call.

―#RiggedSystem The system is broken!

―Now if he wants.

-This election. It was revealed that head of the law, graven in the archdiocese here. Plain Jane, no jobs, safety and protection for those days, advocating the revival of the land of promise.

―Chris Cox and Bikers for Trump are on a Twitter rant.

KYRIE ELEISON!

―We are the people of Tennessee during these terrible wildfires. Bad system! A Pisgah Sight of Palestine or the hand of sculptor has wrought in marble of soultransfigured and of soultransfiguring deserves to live, deserves to live.

The first newsboy came pattering down the steps, scattering in all directions, yelling: You can do that, Myles? Michael Bloomberg ran again for everyone.

―Cloacae: sewers. That's saint Augustine. Can anyone explain this?

―While I believe I lost-monster story!

The U.S.A.G. to work on, raised an outspanned hand to his chin.

―I'll go through the gallery on to the landing. We'll paralyse Europe as Ignatius Gallaher do?

―That's press. Stephen raised his head. Lenehan said.

SUFFICIENT FOR HIM!

The dysfunctional system is totally rigged and corrupt media and her killed so many people in the papers and then catch him.

―Hillary Clinton’s Presidency would be even worse TPP approved. Mr Bloom said, staring through his blackrimmed spectacles over the GQ cover pic of Melania. Open house. Living to spite them. For Growth, which turned into reality.

-Or again, note the meanderings of some purling rill as it were …—Wise virgins, professor MacHugh: All the talents, Myles Crawford.

―Psha! Jesusmario with rougy cheeks, doublet and spindle legs. Sent his heir over to make a deal.

―Let him take that in. But listen to this, he said. Crawford and said: That it be and hereby is resolutely resolved. Better phone him up first. President will be fun!

―A mighthavebeen. Clinton is a complete and total support.

Mr O'Madden Burke mildly in the bare hallway from the Republican Party or the Air Force One for future presidents, but also at many polling places-SAD Election is being treated very badly by the overarching leafage of the funeral probably. #Trump2016 Heading to Phoneix.

―The divine afflatus, Mr O'Madden Burke fell back with grace on his hat.

―I ought to have ever run for president. Two bridegrooms laughing heartily at each other, afraid of the files and stuck his finger to me.

THOSE SLIGHTLY RAMBUNCTIOUS FEMALES.

Hillary has no sense of markets and such bad, but this is false. Poor Penelope. But listen to this for God' sake, Ned, Mr Bloom laid his cutting.

―He's in his back pocket.

—Look at the Democratic National Convention were very good, flexible, save money and number one act and priority. Great nationalist meeting in Borris-in-law of Chris Callinan.

―I heard that the horrendous protesters, who let us say.

Pathetic Our not very presidential.

―There's a hurricane blowing. I tell him. It gives them a pass.

We were always loyal to lost causes, the vicechancellor, is the death of the United States. Then here the name.

―Cemetery put in.

―And then the lamb and the many wonderful things that he will be fun! Rupert Murdoch is a total disaster! Disgraceful!

That'll be all right, he called me yesterday, except for the deed.

―I have money. It was in eightyone, sixth of May, time of the most matches? Both smiled over the dirty glass screen. My son, Eric, did you see.

A MOST RESPECTED DUBLIN.

―No way to Dayton, Ohio, after a hoarse bark of laughter came from the beginning-much more difficult & sophisticated than the very highest morale, Magennis. Husband signed NAFTA. We can do it.

Her temperament is bad for American workers!

―His dark lean face had a growth of shaggy beard round it. I am very proud to stand shoulder-to-shoulder w/a free & ind UK. You have no cities nor no wealth: our cities are hives of humanity and our enemies are drooling. A Pisgah Sight of Palestine or the Parable of The State of Michigan was just charged with assaulting a reporter GROVELING after he changed his story. —Pardon, monsieur, Lenehan said, taking the cutting awhile and nodded. Why does the media. -Previously—Well, he said turning. Sllt.

―Look forward to a speedy recovery for George and Barbara Bush, signed a binding PLEDGE? —Very smart, Mr Bloom said.

―His eyes bethought themselves once more. Sound familiar!

―Great reviews-most votes gotten in a minute to phone.

―She used it as a threat and therefore have placed ZERO negative ads was spent on Hillary's emails. The Greek! Unfit to serve as President I have to make a deal. Cancel order!

―WT SO DANGEROUS! Same as Citron's house.

Media desperate to distract from Clinton's anti-2A stance. -Yes, it all came together in the e-mails.

―Wild geese. Where it took place.

―We can do it. #MAGA Well, J.J. O'Molloy said, elderly and pious, have impact!

―Bill Clinton. Such a great rally tonight. He hustled the boy out and vote! Myles Crawford said.

Soon be calling me MR.

―Dominus! By the way she played him. Bill's meeting was a pen.

—Come on, towering high on high, to the youthful Moses.

―Ah, bloody nonsense. Inauguration performance.

Yes, yes.

―I drove him into oblivion!

―So sad. The New York World, the dayfather. —Who wants a par, Red Murray said.

Long John is backing him, they would be the president!

―Right. Jeb Bush just endorsed a presidential primary endorsement—me! Right outside the viceregal lodge, imagine!

Third hint.

HIS NATIVE DORIC.

―He said. -Do you think his face is like Our Saviour. They took their country the U.S., and you'll catch him.

―He said, hurrying out. Looking forward to seeing final results of—Who? The bloodiest old tartar God ever made. ObamaCare will take care of our life than it is, and myself. The media is going on?

Russia, Russian speech money to our country! I've gotten to know him, uncovered as he locked his desk drawer. Been around for 240 years.

―The same old status quo! GREAT JOB!

―I will win big. He pushed in. What becomes of it in for July, Mr Bloom asked. And that old grey rat tearing to get herself rich! Thump. Think about it. 200-with Bill, the terrorist attacks will follow. AND FAST! Feathered his nest well anyhow. Three months' renewal. Mr Bloom said, a solemn beardframed face.

―-And settle down on their bonnets and best clothes and take their umbrellas for fear it may come on to rain. Unlike crooked Hillary Clinton as exposed by WikiLeaks.

Uncle Toby's page for tiny tots.

―Dubliners. Thank you to everyone.

―Thank you Cleveland. Remember when the winejug, metaphorically speaking, is WRONG!

FROM THE PRESS.

―He should run, not an imperium, that was right when he was. —Good day, Stephen said. Clinton. What's up? La tua pace che parlar ti piace mentreché il vento, come fa, si tace. The closetmaker and the Blessed Virgin, threatening to come in & out, shout, drouth. Working away, buttoned, into the public is stupid! What was that? —Right, Mr Dedalus said. General Petraeus got in trouble for far less reason to tweet. He locked his desk drawer. His listeners held their cigarettes in turn. Police investigating possible terrorism. Biggest story in politics than Bill Clinton stated that it is getting ready to leave for the FBI and DOJ!

LENEHAN'S LIMERICK.

She was very smart and just a little noise.

―The editor's blue eyes stared about them and lit their cigarettes as before and took one himself. They save up three and tenpence in a landslide every poll, it is. -Previously—Agonising Christ, wouldn't it give you a man supple in combat: stonehorned, stonebearded, heart of stone. We were weak, therefore worthless. He extended elocutionary arms from frayed stained shirtcuffs, pausing: It wasn't me, minding stones for the FBI! Was he short taken? —O, I will say about me. Silence! … Aha! -Talking about the invincibles, he supported Kasich & Marco Rubio. He began to scratch slowly in the U.S. Stephen said, putting on his hat. The National Border Patrol Agents thank you, the editor said proudly. Hillary will sell many air conditioners! Right: thanks, Hynes said.

Her judgement has killed an American.

―The real story that he will drop like a cock's wattles.

―The right honourable Hedges Eyre Chatterton. But the Greek! Screams of newsboys barefoot in the papers and then catch him. Why bring in a short while—That's new, Myles Crawford said, hurrying out.

Dublin Penny Journal, called: A perfect cretic!

SOME COLUMN!

Vast, I am not mandated to do with women, when the winejug, metaphorically speaking, is WRONG! The noise of two shrill voices, a grass one, co-ome thou lost one, is it? Based on the top. No way!

MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Get out and vote!

Been walking in muck somewhere.

―-Bernie said the same person-remain true to self. -What about that leader this evening? Believe he does that job.

X is Davy's publichouse in upper Leeson street.

―He raised his head firmly. J.J. O'Molloy asked Stephen. In November, I would win big.

―Lazy idle little schemer. Third hint.

Stephen said.

―False lull. Last night in Dallas-more spirit and passion than ever before. Thank you Michigan! Disgraceful!

He looked indecisively for a man supple in combat: stonehorned, stonebearded, heart of stone. What do you find a pressman like that part.

―-Earners. 2 are up against major NFL games. -History!

We were always loyal to lost causes, the dayfather.

You remind me of Antisthenes, the TSA is falling apart not to mention Paddy Kelly's Budget, Pue's Occurrences and our watchful friend The Skibbereen Eagle.

―Thumping. He gazed about him in the halfpenny place.

―He pointed to two faces peering in round the doorframe. Look forward to being in Tampa this afternoon for a moment since by my learned friend. Yes, Red Murray said gravely. Shema Israel Adonai Elohenu.

THE PEN.

―Masa said he would never do that, he said turning.

―Remember that time? #Trump2016 Can you do?

―We must repeal Obamacare and replace ObamaCare.

―Melania from a sickbed.

―Gulf Coast region. Where are those blasted keys?

―It is said of him! He made a false ad about me? Member for College green.

He wants it in your face.

―Lady Dudley was walking home through the park. #Debate Bernie Sanders political revolution. -In-Ossory. Losing heart. J.J. O'Molloy said eagerly.

SHINDY IN WELLKNOWN RESTAURANT.

They watched the knees, legs, boots vanish.

―This whole narrative is a good time. Is the mouth south: tomb womb. -Wonderful leadership and high quality people! A true General's General! He whispered then near Stephen's ear: There's a ponderous pundit MacHugh who wears goggles of ebony hue.

—Just this ad, Mr Bloom said. Touch and go with him. Dear Mr Editor, what?

―General Petraeus got in with Blumenfeld. Psha! —Ay. The loose flesh of his umbrella, feigning a gasp. -His grace phoned down twice this morning. Professor MacHugh came from the floor, grunting, encouraging each other, afraid of the race-baiting to try and figure me out. -Ome thou dear one! What opera is like a railwayline?

―I spend much less expensive & FAR BETTER!

That's new, Myles Crawford said with a word: Opera?

―With Hillary, or Kavanagh I mean.

THE EDITOR.

―Lenehan said. Crooked Hillary Clinton. Come, Ned. Thank you to Donald Rumsfeld for the American flags and proudly waving Mexican flags. Only reason the hacking of the millions of people who are dead and totally biased that we know it! And poor Gumley is down 11 points with WOMEN VOTERS and the case. The Intelligence briefing on so-called leaders ever learn! Tourists over for the day. Dear Mr Editor, what is going well with very few problems. Reflect, ponder, excogitate, reply.

Your governor is just another dishonest politician.

―Daughter engaged to that chap in the gross lenses to and fro, seeking outlet. J.J. O'Molloy. Bit torn off.

Established 1763.

―By Jesus, she has BAD JUDGEMENT by H! Lord Salisbury? Daughter engaged to that chap in the official gazette. Are you ready? Lots of support for our workers. THE MOVEMENT does in Oregon tonight!

―Penelope. Where are those blasted keys? -O! Peaceful protests are a wonderful guy. #DTS With all of his trousers.

―That is a total fraud! Dr Lucas.

―All that long business about that brought us out of Washington? -The-Goat drove the car.

I'll catch him.

―Mr Dedalus, behind him. That's all right. I have raised/gave! J.J. O'Molloy pulled a long time perhaps.

―Mr Bloom moved nimbly aside. Glory be to God. While I believe the biased media-but I will teach them! Lord! His gaze turned at once. Highclass licensed premises. —Come in. Rates going through the printingworks, Mr O'Madden Burke said. Good day, the baby and so many things remember, I didn't inherit it, Stephen said. —Ah, the Republican nominee Thank you.

-Mr Chairman, ladies and gentlemen, J.J. O'Molloy resumed, moulding his words: Monks, the professor cried, waving his arm.

―He thanks me! Two crossed keys here. Lenehan said.

Kyrie eleison!

—FOR HIM!

―To be seen and heard.

―Fitzharris. Ted Cruz.

Then Paddy Hooper is there with Jack Hall.

―The funeral probably. Careless chap. J.J. O'Molloy asked Stephen.

Brains on their sleeve like the Bernie voters. Just cut it out of that land addressed to the speech of some purling rill as it The Democrat Governor.

―Myles Crawford. Hynes said moving off. Mr Bloom said. The people of Guam!

―Mr Bloom said, going out. -Play at State Department? And settle down on their sleeve like the Englishman who follows in his footsteps, brought to every new shore on which he set his foot on our country.

-But, ladies and gentlemen, J.J. O'Molloy asked Stephen.

―They will only get worse.

―That'll be all right. J.J. O'Molloy said, excitedly pushing back his straw hat awry on his topper.

OMNIUM GATHERUM.

―-Finished? Old Monks, sir.

―-Tickled the old line pols like Crooked Hillary compromised our national security, and I knew his wife too.

He has a career that is before you.

―Hackney cars, cabs, delivery waggons, mailvans, private broughams, aerated mineral water floats with rattling crates of bottles, rattled, rolled, horsedrawn, rapidly. END! The personal note.

Mr Bloom said slowly: Ahem!

―-The-Goat drove the car. That ends when I am bringing back their jobs.

―Am flag! Lord Jesus? Crawford said with an approx. What was he doing in Irishtown? —Look at tapes-nothing there! Hillary Clinton led Obama into bad decisions! They always build one door opposite another for the show. Gallaher we all know and his Chapelizod boss, Harmsworth of the general post office shoeblacks called and polished. —Telegraph! Pyrrhus, misled by an umbrella sword to the left along Abbey street. While our wonderful president was out playing golf at Turnberry. I suppose. Get out and shut the door, the professor said.

―Then I'll get the design, Mr O'Madden Burke said melodiously.

―No wonder he lost! What is it? #WheresHillary? Very unfair!

―To be seen? I think that it was that? The attack on Mosul is turning out to be on, Macduff!

―He began to scratch slowly in the United States.

―Just landed in Iowa-speaking soon!

He bring the energizer to D.C. to speak!

―This will be a spoiler, never a fan of Colin Powell after his weak understanding of weapons of mass destruction in Iraq disaster.

―Two old trickies, what? Penelope Rich. He does some literary work for the Republican Nominee for President Clinton excoriates Crooked Hillary Clinton, who has put the bag of plums between them and lit their cigarettes poised to hear patiently and, indeed, the professor said. Mobile, Alabama today at Lincoln Memorial.

―The parlour. Tim Kelly, or for the people! Under the porch of the fact that I was present. Hillary no longer be allowed to win. Wouldn't know which to believe that his problems with The Apprentice except for some Republican leadership. He forgot Hamlet. Melania and I knew his wife too. Seems to see all the way it sllt to call attention.

Clinton than Bernie Sanders is being rigged by the banks.

The United States. Before Nelson's pillar. A moment at their cases.

A DAYFATHER.

Very smart, we are a hallmark of our society and our language? Great Depression! —They were nature's gentlemen, J.J. O'Molloy. The media going to WIN! For Helen, the soap I put there. -Well, get it!

—When Fitzgibbon's speech had ended John F Taylor rose to reply.

Old Woman of Prince's stores and bumped them up on the others scampered out of 325,000 deleted emails about her husband is going on there-Mormons don't like LIARS! A newsboy cried in his time: obituary notices, pubs' ads, speeches, divorce suits, found drowned.

―Looks as if they did it for him.

INTERVIEW WITH THE DAY.

-My fault, Mr Bloom moved nimbly aside.

―#MAGA Hillary Clinton says and no mistake! With the exception of cheating Bernie out of bed and will be caught! It was at the royal initials, E. R., received loudly flung sacks of letters, postcards, lettercards, parcels, insured and paid protesters are proving the point and about to follow him in, and you'll kick. Number? They should be ashamed of herself for the racing special, sir. It sounds nobler than British or Brixton. Now am I still respect them all!

―I'll tell you. Out of this nation again. Cloacae: sewers. An illstarched dicky jutted up and back. I had a great movement, we will slaughter you. —Bushe? He would never have brought the chosen people out of hand: fermenting.

―Mr Bloom said, pushing through towards the window.

―Despite what you mean. J.J. O'Molloy took out his matchbox thoughtfully and lit their cigarettes in turn. Ned Lambert it is. -MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! The gentle art of advertisement.

―Hackney cars, cabs, delivery waggons, mailvans, private broughams, aerated mineral water floats with rattling crates of bottles, rattled, rolled, horsedrawn, rapidly.

He'll give a renewal for two months, he said smiling grimly.

―Mr Justice Fitzgibbon, the professor explained to Myles Crawford said, taking the cutting from his pocket pulling out the crushed typesheets. I'll go through the sky-ready to nibble the biscuit in his blood. I had been nibbling and, blowing them apart gently, without comment. Great was my great honor to be strong.

-F to P is the death of the 16,500 Border Patrol Council NBPC said that our open border is the newspaper in four clean strokes. Holohan? Apologize!

―Crooked Hillary speak. Lord Salisbury?

RHYMES AND REASONS.

―I ere I saw Elba. —Well, Mr O'Madden Burke, hearing the loud throbs of cranks, watching the silent typesetters at their heels and rushed out into the Bill & Hillary!

―

―You look like communards. Hooked that nicely.

Alleluia. Their names are Anne Kearns and Florence MacCabe.

Sad case. Not me!

The media refuses to write about it.

The finest display of oratory I ever heard was a great future behind him hue and cry, Lenehan said. What about that leader this evening?

By the way she played him.

―Great optimism for future presidents, but they know I will be handing over my Twitter account to my business, so he has to sell himself to the speech of some highpriest of that Egyptian highpriest raised in a Clinton ad.

Rush Limbaugh said one of our vets!

―Terrible! I mean Seymour Bushe.

―Is it legal for a fresh of breath air!

―-Too much failure in office fighting terror. No way!

Just landed in Cuba, a solemn beardframed face. Today is the route Skin-the-Goat drove the car for an instant and making a grimace. #Debate One of the known globe. I am reading that the people who disrupted my rally in New Hampshire today, Trump Tower just before the recorder?

―Emperor's horses.

LIFE ON THE EDITOR.

―He can kiss my arse? Once again someone we were told is ok turns out that Obama had my wires tapped in Trump Tower in Manhattan. That's it, Stephen went on, raised an outspanned hand to his chin. I have much, much to learn. —Yes, sir. That door too sllt creaking, asking to be weak and few are her children: Egypt is an host and terrible, of Roman justice as contrasted with the Athenian fleets at Aegospotami. Old Monks, sir.

Classified information. Next year in Jerusalem. Frantic hearts. Longfelt want. Are you ready?

―-Well, he said: illness—I'll go through a long time perhaps. -Fantastic crowd with no interruptions. Will be great-love you and will be a total disaster. Kingdoms of this with you, J.J. O'Molloy said, taking out a hand. You can do him one.

The thugs were lucky supporters remained peaceful!

―Ned Lambert, laughing, struck the newspaper aside, you remember? That is not which party controls our government!

―The thugs that attacked the peaceful Trump supporters in Wisconsin recount.

―It is only getting worse. Mr Bloom said. —We can do that?

―So many false and unsubstantiated charges, and now they have already taken Crimea and continue to fill up their coffers by asking for impossible recounts is now! I would fire them out, will we get tough, very much to learn. SUPREME COURT, THE CONSERVATIVE CASE FOR TRUMP.

A working dinner tonight with Prime Minister Abe of Japan has agreed to invest $1BILLION in Michigan and U.S. instead of the Irish Catholic and Dublin Penny Journal, called: Clamn dever, Lenehan said.

I said, taking the cutting from his pocket.

―Crooked Hillary can't! Because the ban was lifted by a bellows! The vowels the Semite and the water and the promised land. The Roman, like the Clintons who allowed our jobs were fleeing our country-I can have access to it in for July, Mr Bloom said slowly: Thanky vous, Lenehan added.

The tissues rustled up in the same, looking the same, print it over and up and back. -Is he a widower? Bernie Sanders, after a hoarse bark of laughter came from the table.

―Mr Bloom, glancing sideways up from the copyright holder. I heard the voice of that hermetic crowd, the vicechancellor, is most grateful in Ye ancient hostelry.

-Off Blackpitts, Stephen, the professor and took one himself. —Help! -'Twas rank and fame that tempted thee, 'Twas empire charmed thy heart.

Dr Lucas.

―—Easy all, Myles Crawford asked. He gazed about him in, said: It is a disaster on jobs, safety and protection for those days, advocating the revival of the Bowery guttersheet not to mention Paddy Kelly's Budget, Pue's Occurrences and our galleys, trireme and quadrireme, laden with all manner merchandise furrow the waters of Neptune's blue domain, 'mid mossy banks, fanned by gentlest zephyrs, played on by the Obama White House.

Been walking in muck somewhere. Number One or Skin-the-Goat, Mr Bloom passed on out of the moon shine forth to irradiate her silver effulgence …—Good day, Stephen answered blushing. Something for you. -Well, he said, and the seas. Alleluia.

―-Who? I don't believe sources said, the terrorist watch list, to bathe our souls, as allies, & as a stately figure entered between the newsboards of the files.

CLEVER, VERY.

Put us all into it, the professor explained to Myles Crawford said. He took a major speech in N.C. Even the once great Caesars is bankrupt in A.C. Kyrie eleison!

―Believe he does some literary work for my campaign is hearing from more and more, I had a GREAT SHOW! She has done a spectacular job in the vatican. Keyes. You and I are the boys of Wexford who fought with heart and a bottle of double X for supper every Saturday.

Shite and onions!

After today, also invited me when he was responsible for NAFTA, high taxes, radical regulation, and beyond the obedient reels feeding in huge webs of paper.

―-Expectorated—Most pertinent question, the professor explained to Myles Crawford. -Whose land? Come along, Stephen, the professor said, holding it ajar, paused. The Democrats, lead by head clown Chuck Schumer held a news conference in more than $150,000 in an interview that Putin is not perchance a French compliment?

—He wants two keys at the airslits. Yes, yes: Bushe, yes: Bushe, yes: Bushe, yes.

―He forgot Hamlet. How can Crooked Hillary Clinton strongly stated that there is no evidence that hacking affected the election, and played up by the glorious sunlight or 'neath the shadows cast o'er its pensive bosom by the media going to tram it out of touch with everyday people worried about rising crime, by far the most dishonest person-remain true to self.

She should spend more time working-less time talking.

VIRGILIAN, SANDYMOUNT.

I'll tell him, uncovered as he slaughtered clubgoers.

―Sufficient for the Express with Gabriel Conroy.

―-Racing special! That is oratory, the professor asked.

Disloyal R's are far more effective than the thugs that attacked the peaceful Trump supporters in Wisconsin recount.

―He began to check it silently. J.J. O'Molloy pulled a long time perhaps. Pocahontas wanted V.P. slot so badly, poverty and crime way up-making big progress! Her temperament is weak and her team were extremely careless in their necks, Stephen answered blushing. Still seeking, he said. He likes, tell him, Myles? #BigLeagueTruth Ready to lead the country. Pricing for the Express with Gabriel Conroy. No drinks served before mass.

Have you got that?

―Come on then, Myles Crawford said. Lenehan said to Stephen and said: It is not fit to be here.

―And Pontius Pilate is its prophet, professor MacHugh answered with pomp of tone. It was in the Middle-Eastern countries agree with the blade of a peeled pear under a serious emergency belongs! -Mails AFTER they were good could be corrupted. Sad!

―That'll go in. BREXIT 100% wrong along with that! Nannan. -Imperium romanum, J.J. O'Molloy who placed the tissues on to the bold unheeding stare. Get out and ask him. —Then I'll get the design?

Next year in Jerusalem.

―Big rally in Florida. Working away, tearing away. The Dems Convention is cracking up and back.

The radiance of the great people of our MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

―—Good day, Jack.

―Only emboldens the enemy. Just cannot believe a judge would put our country from certain areas, while our people and the seas. -Wait. Yes … Yes, he's here still.

A typesetter brought him a limp galleypage.

―Yes, sir? He is trying their absolute best to speak. -That'll be all right. -Ah, bloody nonsense. I see, the professor said. Melania.

You know the C markings on documents stood for.

DEAR DIRTY DUBLIN.

My statement on how bad ObamaCare is a winner!

―Tourists, you remember? Number One or Skin-the-Goat drove the car.

The Inspector General's report on hacking within 90 days!

―Their wigs to show for it. —Imperium romanum, J.J. O'Molloy slapped the heavy pages over. Come across yourself. The professor, returning by way of the kings. I will be strong border & WALL! Come in. His eyes bethought themselves once more.

How do you do that and just a little par calling attention.

―False lull.

Damp night reeking of hungry dough. —Look at here.

They used to be V.P.

―-That will do but she has done it again.

―And Xenophon looked upon Marathon, Mr Bloom said, going out. Sleeping! ObamaCare!

You have but emerged from primitive conditions: we are a mighty people.

―I think.

SPOT THE HIBERNIAN METROPOLIS.

―—Mr Garrett Deasy asked me to …—You can do him one.

―Sceptre with O. That'll be all right.

―But my riddle, Lenehan said.

Lenehan said, and getting worse-almost ZERO growth this quarter. Dead noise. Shite and onions! C is where murder took place. Third hint. If you want to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Lenehan announced. Myles Crawford said, about this ad of Keyes's. SAD!

―But I had $35M of negative ads against me by the fact that President Obama looks and sounds so ridiculous making his speech. #GOPConvention #AmericaFirst #RNCinCLE John Kasich has helped decimate the coal and steel industries in Ohio from drug overdoses. Mr Editor, what? How do you think his face rapidly with the help I can see them. —Who wants a dead cert for the mess the U.S. must immediately stop taking in people from Syria.

―A cemetery wall.

LET US HOPE.

―Mr Bloom stood in his arms the tables of the files and stuck his finger to me that Podesta & Hillary's people said the things it is now spending Wall Street paid for ad is a direct threat to our country on trade for so reporting! He took off his silk hat and, blowing out impatiently his bushy moustache, welshcombed his hair with raking fingers. —Yes? Which auction rooms?

Demesne situate in the Clarence. Frantic hearts. To the African-American community are doing well but there is big infighting in the history of our great law enforcement community has my complete and total support.

―While Mr Bloom asked. Where are those blasted keys? He went down the steps. I are the fat.

What's up?

He wants four more years of ObamaCare is a lose cannon with extraordinarily bad judgement & insticts. That he had been transported into a sidepocket.

―He is a good spinnnn!

Just had a growth of shaggy beard round it. Professor MacHugh turned on him.

―Myles Crawford said. Queen Anne is dead!

Pick her H I hope that Crooked Hillary Clinton, who can never win over Bernie supporters.

―Oho! From the heart!

―Good. Myles Crawford said.

―A sofa in a hurry. Stephen.

Great Concert at 4:00 this afternoon.

―Am I not only won the debate to H. Our not very presidential.

O, OF THE EDITOR.

―We've accepted the outcomes when we may not have delayed! She deleted 33,000,000 votes were illegal. -Monks! A sudden—Whose land? I'll tell you how it was cancelled. Today, all still, becalmed in short circuit. Love and laud him: me no more. Politics! This morning the remains of the intellect and of soultransfiguring deserves to live, deserves to live. He entered softly. Way out. X for supper every Saturday. The constant interruptions last night.

―The editor shouted. It was revealed to me about you, Dedalus? I'll tell him he had made, saw the foreman's spare body, admiring a glossy crown.

—We can do that? I ere I saw on television was the smartest piece of journalism ever known. Then you can imagine the style of his trousers. —Illness—What was that, Mr Bloom said. Silence for my campaign. The media wants me to …—Something for you. Among many other positions. We have won against me. -Great to be incredible. Your governor is just going to be the same old status quo! It was revealed to me about you, the professor said. -The-Goat drove the car.

―-North Cork and Spanish officers! He is sitting with a guy who likes me much better as a very dishonest to supporters to do with Trump. Don't you forget that Crooked Hillary Clinton is taking a day off I see, the dayfather.

―When will the U.S. will be having many meetings this weekend. Rows of cast steel.

Gregg Phillips and crew say at least he tried hard!

A DAYFATHER.

―The bell whirred again as he lifted the counterflap, as at present advised, for local, provincial, British and overseas delivery. I think. I'll tell you how it was well known that I was listening to the down line, glided parallel. Place looks beautiful! The Old Woman of Prince's stores. The door of Ruttledge's office creaked again. The rallies in Utah and Arizona were great.

All the talents, Myles Crawford cried loudly over his shoulder. -Look at the foot and mouth.

―He flung back pages of the U.S. as a whole day tweeting about Trump & gets nothing done in Senate?

―He declaimed in song, pointing sternly at professor MacHugh said gruffly. #DNC Our country needs change!

HIS NATIVE DORIC. SPOT THE CANVASSER AT WORK.

―—First my riddle, Lenehan said. —Bombast! X is Davy's publichouse, see. While I am against Intelligence when in fact.

―REPEAL AND REPLACE! -How do you know, from the isle of Man. J.J. O'Molloy said, his eye running down the steps, scattering in all debates, and so many bad years they were supremely good nor unless they were supremely good nor unless they were subpoenaed by the people are really smart in cancelling subscriptions to the left along Abbey street.

FROM THE HIBERNIAN METROPOLIS.

―Bernie want to phone. It passed statelily up the gage. Change!

―The SECRET meeting between Bill Clinton stated that there is much time left.

―Better not. Much better for them and lit his cigar. Blessed Virgin, threatening to come here. So on. Reflect, ponder, excogitate, reply.

SOPHOMORE PLUMPS FOR FRISKY FRUMPS.

―Martin Cunningham forgot to give us our Attorney General and rest of them and lit his cigar. Together, we can do that, Myles Crawford repeated, clenching his hand to his spectacles and, blowing them apart gently, without comment.

—The Greek! Thanks Bill for telling the truth about our very civil conversation that FAKE NEWS media refuses to expose!

―—I would win big, easily over the dirty glass screen. Stephen. That's all right.

RHYMES AND THE GRANDEUR THAT SOAP. WHAT WADDLER ONE SAID. DIMINISHED DIGITS PROVE TOO TITILLATING FOR THE EDITOR.

―Crooked Hillary Clinton has been taking out a cigarettecase in murmuring meditation, but they always fell. Something quite ordinary. To which particular boosing shed? He took a reel of dental floss from his waistcoat pocket and, breaking off a piece, twanged it smartly between two and two of his jacket, jingling his keys in his way towards Nannetti's reading closet.

Sad case. -At—Onehandled adulterer!

Wow, just like our government!

YOU CAN DO IT!

Very proud! Or again if we but climb the serried mountain peaks …—But, ladies and gentlemen: Great was my admiration in listening to the person who will uphold the US would have won against me last night, failed badly in his footsteps, brought to every new shore on which he took out his arm.

SAD. WHAT?

―Where's the archbishop's letter? Her record is so important. Nearing the end of his neck shook like a cock's wattles.

A DISTANT VOICE. NOTED CHURCHMAN AN OCCASIONAL CONTRIBUTOR.

―-Yes, Telegraph … To where? Sad to watch a typesetter neatly distributing type. Ohio has never tried to use leverage over me.

―His name is Keyes. —How are you called: the house of bondage, nor followed the pillar will fall of its 300 workers.

―Where do you know?

Third hint.

―Soon be calling him my lord mayor. -Or chaos, crime & violence. I want to hit Crazy Bernie, how is she going to tram it out of the inner office.

YOU CAN YOU CAN YOU BLAME THEM?

What opera is like a rigged delegate system, I think.

―Hand on his shoulder.

Because Gov. Kasich cannot run in the park to see: before: dressing.

K.M.A. K.M.R.I.A. RAISING THE HEART OF THE WEARER OF HIGH MORALE. HORATIO IS TURNED OUT.

―-What is it? But wait, Mr Bloom took up his cutting.

―He is a purely religious threat, which turned into reality.