Eve’s Bad Faith. How to whom do you send the story to Guillermo del Toro?

Yahoos, hello Contributors, if you have Names of Agents, blablabla, let me know. Dunno how to phrase my letter exactly so that I can realise some Newsweek’s ideas of mine own.
All I need is to get to that Maestro of Mood (Newsweek, May 28 2007).
El Toro the Genius ! Methinks He can make it happen. OLA !

Yahoos in less of a Hurry, not playing for points, never did Play round round the Garden, like a Teddy Bear…, realise this is my Last Question. I have Played with Heart, give a little please:
Sing Janis Joplin: Try a little Harder… If Janis didn’t make it, it was not through lack of trying.

If you want to Play – because that’s my Game, after all too – we are at the Edge: it is Sharp, Hot, molten Rocks. I cannot catch you if you don’t hold the line. It is a Question of Form Content. We are going to Play Basket-Ball with Molten Rocks upon the World of Shadows, the Phantoms on the Earth.
On Y we must be True Spirits of Our Age reflected in the Shadows
‘Munich’ is best
You see I cannot do Hollywood. Why ? Frankly, not good on my knees – it’s not ideal for me.
I like somersaults. So how do you say in Hollywood:

Toreador !
I am a little Gitanos, traveled the Shadows of Greater Espana,
I am Picador, at the same time Torrero,
I have a Heart of Gold
I kill the Tauros.
OLA !

I want to somersault !
Ola !

Can you translate that in Hollywood speech say I have a Beautiful Story to tell him. It is Pan also and here it is not the Captains.
Thank you, El Toro for your Good Faith on that matter. Now, methinks it’s a matter of Conscience, something else must be exposed.
It’s Fair to Somersault !
En Garde ! El Toro !

Yahoos help, if you can.
Ola !
Who knows ?
Yawn: where is a Vampire Yahoo to answer, at least? Or a Fan ?
the Story – don’t dream I’m going to tell you about my Pan here. It’s not for you, yet. Tell me if you have an idea. That’s all
Yahoos with a sense of Conscience:
There are a number of Eves in Bad Faith, deforming our sense of Normality on Earth. One can see how their Bad Faith is perpetuating the false Illusions. Amongst us are Impostors, I invite Yahoos to tell how Women are leading Others to Sacrifice.

This is dangerous for our Communal Survival.
I believe in El Toro because he is a Man who has overcome His Male Bad Faith. The First, perhaps in a long time.
Ah, Gentle Daughter of Ozzie Australia.
The Land of Ochre, Picnic at Hanging Rock –
Do not fear, this is not the Film Gallipoli !
I am proud you answered; however, in this Yahoo World of Harry Potters and Pans, I am not Mary I do have a Joseph. Like the Old, He believes in neither Good Angels nor Phantoms. Good for him.
Here only Pots Pans other Joys, – the saving Wheel of the Myth de Sisyphe. So my Darling accomplished Yahoo, I fear I must be serious right now about Time, as my Hollandaise sauce for my Joseph has to be a pure experience of Conscience too, otherwise its Form and Content will curdle.
That would be Tragic for Joseph
But I will be back.
Ponder this while I play Witch over the Stove:
What is Form exactly ?
You see when one uses Language, one must understand there exists ORDERLY categories.
So look up in your Dictionary – not simply a ‘quickie’ look at the Web and EXAMINE the word: Form.
Give me an Edit, please. Short.
Better even if you got the Newsweek I quote
Let me give you an example of Form:
Not only are we doing Somersaults with the Toros, but also with the Eagles. Look at the Moon, Mormon Daughter, I’m closer here to the Eagles than you are in Oz. Tonight, I flew with the American Eagles on the Colbert Show, before and now with you. Eagle Colbert, doesn’t even know how Yahoo he is – I mean Yahoo, in its Category of Form of reasoning about Matter and Structure on Earth: Pure Theatre of Form. On High Yahoo, we have a Tone. Let me explain: do you think you can find on Wikipedia, the Yahoo tone of some Guy telling a Yahoo Shepherd’s Pet, asking tips on making the little monsters more friendly:

Get a Dog ! ?

Ola !
Got to give the Man his due.
Well, Eagle Colbert (who has the Eyes of Carmen), was told by Wikipedia, that he could not really ’somersault’ on Wk

We will wait forever for Eve to admit that she is not willing to ‘remember’ if we leave it to that Fellow, not on the Edge who says, on TV:
The Community will kill me.
See?
Let’s Somersault Ad-lib, Daughter!
OLA !
Spielberg’s Munich Film: do you know about Players who somersault ? It does last weeks News’ ideas in another Classical develope:
For ex:
It does Fairy tales or tale-telling of Sheherazade Cinderella, not quite as naive.
Spielberg knows my French Background rather well. The Second War was traumatising.
It left some French Papas, not quite a Rolling Stone, their Children ideally promiscuous, still that Papa says ( Mine never lived under Collaboration: with The Cousins Over the Blue Med. Still suffered Hunger):

We inhabit the World of Intersecting Secrecies…The Race is not for the Swift nor the Battle to the Strong – but Time Chance happen to them All.
Evil falls suddenly; who can say when It falls ?

MUSICA !
Toymakers in Munich are made to:
Dismantle Bombs, not build them.
So Enter Blake: discover the Play of
The Songs of Innocence Experience.
I dedicate to Giddy Yuka from Japan:
Tiger, tiger Burning Bright…

HOLA !
Another Book that beats the Ram into a Lamb of interest for Asian Women in this instance:
Sex Slaves, by Louise Brown – can’t put out the Fire with Droplets.
Well, this is Yahoo, so there is no Form in not understanding Foot-Binding: bandages bound the Feet of the Chinese Women of a certain Social Strata. If one says gratuitously it was once considered erotic – OLA ! Erotic is more than a subjective Category, just like Universal Principles of Liberte, Egalite, Fraternite. There is nothing erotic about the foul smell of bounded feet.
To find out the accepted S M Queen Form: Read Dan Savage Column in the Washington City Paper.

Recently I discovered another Sexual practice, it seems exist for some on this Earth:
Adult Breastfeeding Relationship.
Now that’s a stretch of a somersault, I had no knowledge i could have told in my FIRST Yahoo Answer.
Categories stretch, but Eve’s varied Forms are Sacro-Sanct.
The Womb is not a Toy.
Neither are our Children.
El Toro: He Respects F
Check out Savage Love about the Breasts’story: p118 Washington City Paper June 1-7 2007
Daughter: I am neither Red nor Caviar, only Fuschsia made-in-America, but:
If you have a copy of Young Russian Rises, you will know we are now:
Putting out Fire with Gasoline !
If I am not wrong the Japanese Women of Old invented… a secret Language ?
Daughter, did you know Japanese Women have Graves over which they can mourn their Unborn ?
OLA ! Did you know that existed in the World ?
It makes sense to me: why could Women not bury their Unborn, rather than It being disposed in the Gutter ?
Methinks we have sufficiently played with the Nebulous of our Women’s shared yet secret Deformation of Form.
What differentiates us from Animals, even though we are Animals ? What is it ?
Animal + Language/Speech = Beings with a Conscience ? Or without One?
Daughter, asleep now in Australia, dream:
Eve doesn’t have to suffer anymore if She doesn’t have anything to fix or cover up after the Defining Experience of Birth
OLA ! El Toro !

What is not perceived by Men, especially the Young Eagles who need to Fly, it is that Eve will not tell them why, in fact, they aren’t getting laid with Ardour after the Experience nor eager to repeat it too often.
We have Innocence in Young Girls then you want to believe you are suddenly Old, and only then can you Fly ? Why the Omissions of the CORE, in-between ?
Wikipedia it’s very 18th Century to believe we have a nose so that we can wear Glasses. But where the Hot Glows ? Ever heard of numbers from the thirty years old version of Animal Farm in Tennessee ? The ones who prove: 95% of Women: open close; open close… Intact on the Whole. No omission or Bad Faith here.
It’s even proven it’s the Wikipedias who, on the whole have a Problem with HOW to keep the Vagina engorged…
HOLA !
Corrida !
To the Witches always at the Edge: with you, the Illusion is Real. You are the Last of the Mohicans. Ever heard of Frederic Leboyer ?
( Frederic ‘the Gutter’ ?)
We are the Last Samurai.
The History of Britain series remind us of Old Graffitis: one that goes something like:
[HedgeWitch] is a Horny Bitch !
It’s been forever that your ‘Language’ stirs all make-believe. Where is your Rightful Place now ?
On Yahoo, we have a not absolutely normal Category: it forms by itself and we are all part of it: The Front Line. The Ones willing to Die Nobly with the Cherry Blossoms in view.
Momof4, Teagun and the Beautiful Rose, Tulip, Periwinkle…we won’t let them come to the Front.
What do these Yahoos like: Chocolate.
Under this Yahoo’s question of Solidarity, you have all the Ideals of Fairness united, except without a Body. It is all Conscience and it is explosive.
How ‘Hot’ do you think it is on this Question now ? It’s Hot, Yahoo.
It does Bardot Museums, it does Centauress, and Centaur
Adam Eve.
Why should we care who really came First, except that if Joseph is my ‘Little Eve’, then He is my Little Prince too –
St Exupery liked Flying – and The Little Prince loves his Rose – uniquely. He gets freaked out when He discovers there are other Roses in the Universe.
He loves only His Rose. In French, the Song:
C’est la Rose,
C’est la Rose, l’Important,
C’est la Rose… Crois moi.

Men are Selfish – Our only Saving Grace now -
what is Good for Eve, is Good for them of course. The Only one who wasn’t Selfish, but willing to die for The Original Sin of Bad Faith was Christ – but then, some say He was able to do that because He was not a Man.
Who Knows ?
He Died and His Body torn. Why then should Eve go on Suffering ? How much more Blood is needed before the Sounds of Trumpets ring out:
ENOUGH SACRIFICING !
Hola ! Dearest OX !