someone shouted

We run like the oceans before us would teach us about ourselves. We’re alone but ready to learn. Is this why it has been the incentive to produce a child in front of the one queen herself? As we begin to lunge forward, the totality of reason sees us begging one question.

the corner of our eyes have been met with distrust in the individual things like possession and admonishment. The only substance in our cellar is a great rule.

custom silence

Manage to quarantine my stress level. Manage to overpower my belief in supernatural. You and only you surprise me. I think of no excuses to couple with your sense of self. Can the lying stop? Can the reasoning for tranquility be as stoic as an ice pick?

we forgot where we were when the atrophy of our nations began to feel ageless. There are no quandaries for the soil that has seen its thick blood. Here we tame the firmest sense of selfhood without understanding our attempt; which makes this good because so often its this feeling or that idea that comfortably resize. The pinnacle of his augmentation is to show that lasting righteousness is not on numbers. The first lesson of permeated eloquence is always subject to passive resistance on the visual field. And then when denounced, the crippling choice is of its own order.

atlantis overwhelmed

I have almost tried lines of defense. Once in my early 20s. The engine stable, hands at rest. People put minds to shame. Everyone was guilty but not sworn in. How could you render such a face of that magnitude?

and yet its okay to arm everyone. They’re tearing the populace in half. The bread, the size and the lies. Okay, have some simple takes. But thus isn’t a re affirmation contest. The boiling over is about a century old. From when there were captives soiling wire and picking up ground, this does not rock anything.

Take your life and leave the captives where they are.

 

be a blunt object for disgrace. The rolling of emptiness may make you queasy. After a sublimated effort, take the dogs out.

lord witness

The hardest thing to do is grip that there is no hard thing. When you’re sitting inside a therapy session wondering where the space inside unveils freedom, you must jettison to that welcome of…Eventually finding it. And what was it? I don’t know about all your head problems but that isn’t the relaxed persona of me that I know.

But what is this what I know stuff? It’s really hard to write a blog with one hand as a cellphone writer. Now say to yourself, jeepers there is a knowing. Well, the most cryptic projection is the uncle to the unknowing. Forfeiture. But guess…its kind of one of those say anything because it puts the heavy mentalism away.

then, what is…away? Well away isn’t ‘brag about rights’ or ‘let go or tomorrow will never come’. Away is like being medicated and inattentive. And as I sit here I can feel this knowingness in a collective vibrant blur. There never at times would be a willingness. Do…separate. Even from those you’ve begun to know.

Even then, like when pain and unease seem to bring in more thought you might not like, as they stray further from the idea, just a couple things one might consider.

Is sense making it difficult to move through the motions? Is the idea of habit causing a shift in circular thinking?

Yes, its finally happened. And no more fooling around with images.

come as you are or be afraid of cataclysm.