Enter: A Fact! Merry Sundays do seem merry to me because I do feel secured and I cease to do any sort of work, whatever, God knows which sort of work, however the whole weekend for me is my personal holiday ‘a no work holiday’ hahahaa…!! I can see the light in the sky today, I feel it in my gentle soul gentlemen, but to my surprise (and your surprise), I am still unmoved, and, careless about eternal future, my eternal doom. (By my worthy self) All of my actions are deferred for the hopeful future (rather dark). I do speak but truth today after many a-lie. Decease will be healed, I hope so, but this belief (surety of atonement), might be the cause of my ruin. That’s the reason I am underground. I fear, I enjoy, I cry, I live, separately, from every ‘you’ being myself all alone yet I’m too eager to speak to ‘you’ and by instinct I want your personal sympathies, (dear gratitude’s) and sweet praises. Ye see gentlemen how ill I am (& how conscious of this fatal illness!). I am the latest product of EGO based technology, a fickle-headed chap. Facts do seem bitter always (but not in fear I suppose), how unfortunate! I NEED A MEDIC! Exuent!
Posted on: Sun, 22 Sep 2013 02:38:40 +0000
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