so
determined by behavior, a response for each action, while an engineer is vying
for paranoia. but soft delicacies or deeper inheritance to have once dealt with
monsters; this marginal preparation, into whetstones, or oceanic into brain-spheres;
to lose a clue, where a person did that, while strength is ever verified;
it becomes by design, it remains poignant, where circumstance effaces impetuous
claims: by example—a man claims his affections, selfsame man learns your
habits, and this person decides to recant his first assessment. It dwindles
into hells—while so focused—to believe in self as ultimate religion.
I
have nothing to say with so much to exhale while anything becomes its
destination.
I
have come to an island the birds are exotic the colors are existential. I have
thought too frankly while excusing grayness where something is lost; but a Swan
is watching a Star in blossoming and Sickness is pouring into serenity; to
imagine such vanity, into a system, where everything must change for you. but darts
are delivered or targets are refocused while one is so close to you, they must
harm stability; for it must be false, for it wasn’t vetted, especially, by
them.
it was cloud-shine, such
nebulosity, and God was watching; so much a need, indeed, for definition, but Nature
was observing. Satan appeared and teased Majesty while enticing Radiance
against a young man. it becomes this way—it becomes treacherous—where unsaid man
wanted to know origin; this Raging Voice those redherrings while one is left
feeling pathetic. this miracle to secede or this hope for pure understanding or
a riddle decoded but message unvetted; where Diamonds giggle, laughing
hysterically, for something remains amoral!
a
man fights for assistance where his pride attempts to unlock it while it was
determined he did not fit in. when
a
group has developed patterns, plus, the subjects fit those patterns,
one
showing independence must be confronted.
we
favor automatons, while preaching free-agency, even roaring concerning
injustice related to us; but hell to it, this dungy design, where only a few,
win; while one is set this way, or gunning that way, while acceptance should
die that way—where others
are
content with this!
some
make dying a habit, where one gets information for the purpose of exploitation;
but more to fact, where an addict is mistreated, and another addict reaps
revenge: We are not parasites nor piranhas
and others must treat us well: this
is absolutely true!
—but behavior determines treatment, where some behaviors
are adverse, or even horrifying—
