Tuesday, December 7, 2021
I realized that any recorded and dare I say 'ledgered' meaning was snuck in, under a certain algorithmic radar as it were. Further that my conveince of expression towards her was entirely trivially based on how much I could (possibly) engorge this ridiculous and finite human phallus; as to perfectly and seasonally ignite the codes within her as to elicit a nervous system prompt [from the being that was that primal integumentary layer of projection]. A prescripted gland based primal being, which most often muted any chance of her fabricated nature in true expression. This nature of which I speak of was one of partiality. An unfinished project which was left that way, so that emotional conjecture would indeed continue the compartmentalization. Inevitably projected before us all, still now.-Society
"what is 'meaning'?"
"It didn't matter where I slept. Just like Bob I had to cover my head as a child would, under this Saint Vincent DePaul hand me down blanket."
"Bob slept on that same library bench for years, as the fog moved in, and rolled over his sorrows. As for me? It didn't matter if I made effort to sleep on the concrete entrance to the school house I was afraid to enter as a preschooler or that highrise penthouse apartment in Palo Alto (many would say) that I 'matriculated' into by default. Either we were homeless. We would always be homeless."
Little Fucker Barry
There is no hack
EPL-
INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL
I lay the limitations before you and you blindly think 'this is the way'?
"What I came to was not easy in the slightest. I lost everything, everyone and anything."
"The Truth is that way, it's much more than hard won."
Stellarmass13
MY SON ANTONIO IS THE ONLY ONE THAT HAS EVER BEEN THERE FOR ME IN TRUTH.
ANOTHER BEING'S METAPHYSICAL CONNECTION TO YOU. THROUGH DEVINE LOVE AND TRANSFORMATIVE SACRIFICE. THIS OPENS UP [AIR] WAVES OF ETERNAL TRUTH OF AUTHENTICATION.
A BOND OF LOVE THROUGH TRANSFORMATIVE TRUTH AND SACRIFICE.
STELLARMASS13
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