this hollow existence of shallow edges and blades to tare away the its dark ferrous blade into how soul, as it rotten away at the soil of our soul, changing morals and boundaries to our new level of understanding the social societies twisted form. to place life into a category we can properly categorize how everything is into understanding even if we do not completely understand it, we will perceive something to be as simple as it appears or to make it as complex as it appears. but when disputes pass away through each corner of the mirror of our life cycles, the blinds close and shade the experiences making the point of them temporarily existing before the next issue or dispute comes a float. echoing through each destination we encounter making and changing the fates of others and us and our surroundings, making it constintly changing the tides of the waves. no longer black and blue but it surpasses its natural dissent and involving completely, inch by inch the river continues to flow in many streams of water. but a never ending function of errors and road blocks interfere, to tumble upon your direction, your destination. the days it will hail problems in our path, some times its tampering our vision of what and how we see those things to be, one something good turned out to be bad, once something bad later turned out to be a good thing. becoming tampered by the taint of each crossing burst of situations pilled upon more situations, truama of existence of a corrupted ever changing sea.
Posted on: Tue, 16 Jul 2013 06:59:51 +0000
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