If theres any wonder as to the true nature of in all about uncontrollable love.. There is no length that can absolve it. I die within every second of recognition, and it is all so much of my time. As for any deed that might bring the ease and comfort that could bring invitation to your company... I should never have been studied or conditioned for anything other than beauty and entertainment. They seem to be the only thing that guarantees reward, and with other province and attributes come begging the holders attn if they so desire it. If I thought anything I could levied (for in total absolution nothing is offered granted or has possibility of participant in any form. And no rhetoric or convention has been availed. All possibility made defunct purposefully so, by each and every facet that exists), a levy...would be yours. Instead, every possible consequence, most malefactions, inconventions, and assuredly subterfuge, deception, falsity, and confoundary hath undoubtedly been misused, abused and employed thru-out ceaselessly. If only I could have had something to compete with normality. But normality is an imaginary mean of all things. And my happenstance is so far beyond and away from it, I dont believe I could be measured as relevant factor on such a curve. I dont mind to beg for such proof of the ole promise of such divinity as we had been led unto in our time, in our midst. To remain particle of anything that might substantiate sanity, there can only be the glimmer of a chortle , in the wake of an attempt to muse in the break of all reason(s), from solemn seperative cold objectivity at the rediculously impossible absurdity of malefaction manipulatedly implicated undulatingly impositioned upon me
Posted on: Wed, 19 Mar 2014 07:58:44 +0000
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