Patterns and Signals Trading as the Modus a Pro Priare (as such that I hear it could ought be construed).

 And then, (in fact), priare is a word, from the Latin, [ostensibly so]. Here's what some scrum and fuzz from such an obscure context being queried shows up as, in both Yahoo search and Google, when I asked them to translate or define "priare." 

Butt shuttle, though, the first piece of the mystery-resolved, already - is how I felt, in ascribing a priare, in the first place - which is okay, since I'm just writing stuff out, and publishing it on my own channel, and of that it's not simple flutz-bwopp-slade, of organic usage - it simply happened to be: [oh, well, you'll see. Just look at the search results, here.

Well, nevermind, about the first thing claim. I'm out and about, in Downtown Los Angeles, (California, USA), and it's late, and this is how the images uploaded (in order):

But, as you'd see, here, in this third image, an author on Scribd had priare covered, in it's ostensible Latin epistemology and original usage, with traditions bearing down upon Catholic religious culture and Classical Latin, as the usage and affect of the word implies. 

As such, I intend to fluff an article pertaining to signals trading, in forex, whereas it's sometimes a fluff-job, yet in some cases, rigidly wrought-out patterns and tough-guy stands-in-opposition to a new guy's fluff, whereas I'm the new guy, here, in the forex world, and I hope that I splotch a bwamm bwopp splotch-made, of on bwamm - the distasteful photograph of on bwamm splotch, which I'll refrain from referencing; yet only « perhaps, as for now [<_< ]... » - since there is some bwamm-aff bwopp mode in the local porta-potties - who would cast their eyes away, of on "this" node development, simply perusal, for reference, and or annotation to the subject at hand. I get around, and I get the images of having been there bwopp is, and it gets « coverage! » of on "just because." 

I'll update, soon. 

The rote, relentless driving force of the fundamental influences and rational basis for such iPigeon aficionado institute wherewithal.

iPigeon.institute, as if anything were so ostensibly suitably adjourned as such to be obtained, beyond speaking of such, a notable institute of dot something foray, not dick me around about trans-literary-international-discourse of phonetics, hopefully translations will have no to-do about breaking it even, Geiger squaring it away, and in process, learning, of all things, the latest couture of knowledge-base for the most tech-ostensible fletch of 2018, reasonable as it might be, somebody took a note of it, dot institute, iPigeon, of all things, preamble, dot blog, and at that, how bout you?

Smells like a dog.

Trace back to French school:

Look, you eat like a dog! 

How novel it is that you eat like a dog!

• of pigeons, notably. 
• Soundex genealogy breakout discourse on lexicography diction ostensible resource of language ought to considerably be a nomenclature of cardinal means about what iPigeon portends as to such, adjourned as alphanumerical ought bring: hard as squares cubed

I don’t like that, at all, how that ended. 

Then I smoked some cigar.

You are such a pregnant woman, Jay, of all things, you better not smoke. For acting like nobody could possibly tell that you smoke, it’s despicable. Stop smoking.

If you can’t act like a pregnant woman ought to, you don’t deserve a girlfriend. 

Okay. For what reasons had I started to smoke again?

For that I went out today, and that I found cigarettes and tobacco to smoke. I was hungry. I bought food. Chocolate milk, a gallon, not whole milk, not my typical buy. 

Whatever it is, stop purchasing stuff you don’t need. You don’t need to architect the whole internet.

(That’s Patricia Kirk)

I do need to, though, GTD:

Get out and feed pigeons

Do so by jogging

Yogurt is a daily thing

Go from there.

Remember to pray and be thankful

Everybody you know smokes, but they don’t tell you. Everybody you don’t know doesn’t smoke. Whenever you smoke, you make people you know smoke. When people find out that you smoke, they avoid you. People act like my son doesn’t know anything about women, and this is how women act. Women act like men do, that’s how some people think. That’s not the way the world works, women are different from men.

Take a look at pigeons, for example. If you notice the fluff pigeons who chase the subordinate ones, it’s ostensibly suitable rote that the dominant ones are the males. The care-taking ones are the mothers in the nest, although the claim-staking fluff pigeons have something to say, as well. They’re trying to get something across to the littler ones, and show them the way of the world. The females try to nurture a warm and caring environment from the nest. The males speak to the little ones of harm’s way of other creatures about them.

(That’s my mother)

This is the reasonable extent of all knowledge. The reasonable extent of all knowledge is what your parents provide for you, then society provides a baseline existence that you live up and into. You pay into an intelligence aesthetic of your choosing, then you have children with a partner.