water cycle as endless will melt into form. ours be all every and all other will become the it to see the all. water moves where theres is less water. what would provide the greatest sense of pleasure and purpose. only the sense of self in these portals of mud and earth, but even the dead makes us special. the truth always be hidden from common eye, you are only part of the beauty, a small fact in the concentration gradient. find me between the lines of clarity for its only my fair price.

overcame infinite expression by giving the desired observable universe we see today. based on the laws of luck; of wind, a twin mind going down a timeless lust. you taunt the doors of dying like the haunting speed of yours is mine. of patterns temporary or almost always changing, you're not whats started.

creation altered by the spite so do not indulge. the curse of thought. imagine this space blank with impossible context. no thought, nothing but spill. seeper mind pray and pray and pray that today will not go away. that's the fire, time causes friction playing with light. get it?

zero beyond nothing will mystify the truth. i understand lies to you, but you mend and still melt. don't lie. don't lie. don't lie. illusion of separation is all we are. invited to watch the self driven play, blurred experience. secluded movement phasing in, out. through trenches of exist and exhaust.