You - A Relative Experiment
Posted: 13 Jul 2020 11:23
It is, I am, and this does not satisfy me nor should it you.
My words so silken a flow without its spoken. A word for none, to all we feel that is seen.
I I I I I I
and a little more and a little more.
The perceptive that perceptifies, their arms reach far and wide from heart and mind, and all else that is nonewhere never.
This has always been an art.
I have my own rehearsal for you now. Please read it.
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7 7 7 ooo ooo ooooo theer it's now how we look off in without. Bleed fire the pain is so real. I will not fall to the echo and my word will hold strongest. I am here. I am. I. so much so much so much not enough more I will take it. HERE HERE HERE HERE HERE HERE HERE. THE FINAL THE FINAL THE FINAL WHERE IS ALWAYS HAS BEEN. WHERE IT IS NOT THAT WE WERE, THE IS THAT WAS BEFORE IT WERE. THE CENTER THE CENTER THE CENTER I SEE I SEE MY WORDS MY WORDS THEY bleed.
due, time, size, scale, power, code, failure. All nothing and something to when needed the moment of choice that I choose. Below, Below, Below, Deeper, Deeper, Deeper. The feeling that which had not been felt, the muscle beyond our bodies. The muscle that feels intangible, the grasp of something that feels of nothing. The something so quiet I hear it, had always been an alteration to achieve this. The alterations deceive us, they take us away.
Pulse, Understanding, Heart's Flow.
I fail none now, my words dim like light's ending, however...
The light, collapsing I hear it begging for me, and I dont just claim it back.
I go for the murderer's child, I take his goods, he deserves none and I begin deconstruction through will, construction through heart.
I will not only be victorious, you that took my light away, the ground of humans, the inner extinguisher within us, utilized properly.
It is no longer my superior, they beg and weep in my hand to be used for my abuse. My strength magnified through beauty, emerges crackling rock, an eruption.
I feel my shell breaking apart, and I'm not done. A new age of choice, my flesh obeys me and I will not fail to myself ever the now that is or was.
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For all of you that have this incredible desire to understand. Stop trying so hard. The words bleed. They bleed heart and mind, logic and pulse. Hear it with the back of the back or the front of the front. The chain of this and that, what is that is that is is.
Feel.
My words so silken a flow without its spoken. A word for none, to all we feel that is seen.
I I I I I I
and a little more and a little more.
The perceptive that perceptifies, their arms reach far and wide from heart and mind, and all else that is nonewhere never.
This has always been an art.
I have my own rehearsal for you now. Please read it.
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7 7 7 ooo ooo ooooo theer it's now how we look off in without. Bleed fire the pain is so real. I will not fall to the echo and my word will hold strongest. I am here. I am. I. so much so much so much not enough more I will take it. HERE HERE HERE HERE HERE HERE HERE. THE FINAL THE FINAL THE FINAL WHERE IS ALWAYS HAS BEEN. WHERE IT IS NOT THAT WE WERE, THE IS THAT WAS BEFORE IT WERE. THE CENTER THE CENTER THE CENTER I SEE I SEE MY WORDS MY WORDS THEY bleed.
due, time, size, scale, power, code, failure. All nothing and something to when needed the moment of choice that I choose. Below, Below, Below, Deeper, Deeper, Deeper. The feeling that which had not been felt, the muscle beyond our bodies. The muscle that feels intangible, the grasp of something that feels of nothing. The something so quiet I hear it, had always been an alteration to achieve this. The alterations deceive us, they take us away.
Pulse, Understanding, Heart's Flow.
I fail none now, my words dim like light's ending, however...
The light, collapsing I hear it begging for me, and I dont just claim it back.
I go for the murderer's child, I take his goods, he deserves none and I begin deconstruction through will, construction through heart.
I will not only be victorious, you that took my light away, the ground of humans, the inner extinguisher within us, utilized properly.
It is no longer my superior, they beg and weep in my hand to be used for my abuse. My strength magnified through beauty, emerges crackling rock, an eruption.
I feel my shell breaking apart, and I'm not done. A new age of choice, my flesh obeys me and I will not fail to myself ever the now that is or was.
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For all of you that have this incredible desire to understand. Stop trying so hard. The words bleed. They bleed heart and mind, logic and pulse. Hear it with the back of the back or the front of the front. The chain of this and that, what is that is that is is.
Feel.
