I’ve had a lot to say, but I have been coughed up with sickness recently. I rarely get sick, but each and every time I do, it’s almost as if my sickness embodies details of every vexed grievance known. I had food poising for some time, then when I finally became better my voice when out. Now my words are barely a whisper, but no one is able to determine that from reading the words that bring understanding because you (Stand Under) what you perceive.
I’ve turned into a function to deliver all of those positions set before me. I have become inspired to continue to write those things which are written on the table of my heart. Constantly; I have pondered so many areas of existence. I still am quite unable to pronounce certain structures of love that continue to paint the walls of my desire. It’s almost as if I have walked into the abyss of common ground and have somewhat lost focus on design. WHAT I am saying is; since I have been rebuked by my own sickness and changes, I will heal myself by entering into a place where all of my pieces of inspiration can live and possess the birthing experience of my execution. I will come here more, and designate for my words the practice of ‘Alphabet Sex’. I’ve been celibate for some time now but my fire is accelerating and the words exist for this reason now. I have to bring the joint!
While I am not able to fully seek those places of the sky this very moment. I can tell you this; as those in the fight for trophies, and medals come to the extent of practice; so is my labor of activity. The Olympics are so inspiring, It’s helped me understand the measure of success and patience!
Summarized Notion For Thought:Sometimes the universe does not find a place; for two galaxies to co-exist, when the orbits move slower than the other.
It’s about time to find the meaning of explosives within distance!