Inheritance Knits Behavior

We chance in us, this world made fire, our voices speckled glee: at moodiness similar, at driven ambitions, or pardoned for trespass: our pits by love terms; our valleys our horizons; that manageable toilet seat: if but our course, our cagey struggle, our researchable habits: to find our insecurities, to locate our serenity, or to sit in silence casting gazes: those business tendencies, or this adult-girl, while men ponder those networks: such fair and dusky lights, such rich and fluid screams, where souls collapse gripping forearms.     …there comes that glitch, this penchant for reality, or such unyielding trust: as some are gifted, those peaceful parents, those remarkable grand-seniors: those days to gardens, those rose-petal eyes, and over a century of dedication: as cakes with icing, or sugar with ice, while two figures fawn over you: at no more than teas, or maybe a cup of coffee, where major issues reside behind closed doors: our seniors as forerunners, our holidays much ado, and miracles appear naturally…     but other dominions, as void of training, while relationships last for a short period: those multiple pillows, those multiple eyes, those multiple feelings: to sense a weaker resilience; to imagine all as one dimension; where roots are structured in Silly String: this space of issues, and delicate cries, while secrets have built a home: (our studies for reading humans; our beliefs formed by insecurities; to endure where such endurance has wrecked our sensibilities): as whispers ignite, our skies flood with color, and nights seem bearable: to reason concerning pain, to give and receive pain, as to justify something that feels like shame….     …as not for gloomy, but a major inquiry, as nature nurtures its environment: that is to say, if our eyes witness harmony, and our thoughts feel normality, it becomes easy to become a good spouse: whereas, if days are darkness, and love is chaotic, we tend to live out dysfunction: (it appears as simplicity, it cries of simplicity, but what for mending our engrained branches?): at such rubber-bands, this reaching gravity, this uneasy heaviness: at rare cases, despite adversity, so resilient it radiates pride…     whereat, becomes torture, this hypersensitive nature, or this subtle insistence that love is askew….

…we haven’t touched it, this miraculous ability to feel, or this deep attraction for certain traits: to wrestle with this light, to subdue habits, at performances unbeknownst to conscienceness: our bad realities, or humble charms, or that feeling that one is held captive: whereas, we need loyalty, we plead for loyalty, and to satisfying distressors we give loyalty: (But some are balanced, and some are careful, and some are perfected!): yes, indeed, but what rules are proven, and which eyes are singing, and what reality is more prominent?: to ask naïve questions, those answers depend upon Pessimists verses Optimists, those realities depend upon individual inheritance: while some are elated, some are somber, where others are suffering an adverse challenge: (such by rubies, or high selection, where women are imagining genetics: this place in feelings, this splice of sunshine, or natural tendencies stemming from adolescent orientation): as we swim at beaches, as we fiddle seaweed, where whales are sighted afar: while memories build, appearing to souls as diamonds,—this sentient light by commonality: that fair sprint, those higher sensitivities, or this opened space breeding positivity: indeed, to life, where many are living their dreams, while others are negotiating through nightmares: to ask concerning reality, to make journey through catacombs, to imagine those first impressions: our souls pushed into thoughts, our inner voice dictating certain sermons, our bibles seeming to miss something: as fair lads, or mechanical responders, where both are dependent upon alienations: either for or against, where exposure to light proffers growth, whereas, lack of exposure causes a rift: that deep simplicity, so simple its left unexamined, while books are being written about human behavior....