I’ve for so long, written and rewritten descriptions of who I am, and what I stand for. I love words, and expression and such. I don’t find the need to invent and start somewhere new since this truth is everlasting! Surely, I grow but I sometimes I’m asked, tell me about yourself? My words are sometimes too dense to understand, but if you don’t catch my drift, then maybe you will in the future. That is often the story, for those who listen to me.
I feel being subservient subjects the desire to crack out of a house of glass (Despite extreme conditions). Therefore, I question the reason to accept things as they are presented to me.
Let’s just say I like to take out the guts of things!
You would think after the great love I have For words, I can arrange them to describe Me.
I along with everything else in the universe am a bit more complex to define. Lost in translation, and articulation, especially since I am the one telling a story. It is through the focused the pivot of strangers, where the truest example of the relationship is made known.
In other words, by the central foot of random, intimacy is created! When we expand ourselves by the physical touch our company is joined. We become like twins in the womb, while silent our hunger pounds at the starving belly. When being fed the proper nutritious milk, our bones gain strength to fight! From mercury to the islands of metal utopia, it is found by grand design.
If you still don’t know what that means:
I’ve Arrived Within A Blossom Chamber
While The Wrestling Silhouettes Personify – Paused Mannerisms
What Was Uniformly Known Was Consumed In A Coma
Love’s Dictum Now Produces Paradise Clarity!
Eye See Graceful Auxiliaries.
writing until the pen runs N2 paradise clarity! (by uniformed and random means) 