>>936833166
I go where the universe guides me, the multiplistic avenues of potential are not outside my vision.

>>936833040

Born, torn, spawned from the womb of the scared virgin.
Starting the growth of uncontained and uncushioned aching of bones.
Screaming head into the walls of brick for the imprisonment for freedom's outcome.
Deviance, thrust into a life, oh, devil, you do not still the unknowing to be pure.
Fast forward through endless running into the wind of the youth's free spirit in urban complexity.
Then freedom takes a new guise, the expanse of desert and beach.
Riding headlong into waters shark-infested.
The female consciousness angled to spite as the snake, though young, faces God's wrath.
Building immunity to concern with social structure.
Then drugs fill the time taken to be brothers, twisting, pacifying, opening consciousness to a new potential.
LSD brings psychic potential, fleeting, momentary.
Then the paranoia, the untrue hatred of brothers who only know themselves, for the deviance of youth twists the psyche towards fears untold.
Next, the depression as love slips free from the grasp of a struggling addict.
Anxious, lonely, panied towards self destruction.
Grasping at a clarity of society as a construct of concept.
Bending self-destruction towards complete immunity to pain.
Walk through the torment, the journey begins.
Psychotic, after a decade of pain, splitting reality into compartments that are true or untrue; clarity only slowly and miserably becoming truth.
The devil takes his deal to the suffering, and the boy dies as the man is born, to be a man after the youth has been eaten.
The man dies and is sent to a heaven he does not remember when he finally gives in and takes his leave of the reality which hates him.
Hates himself not, for all things are welcome to him, balance presents karmic ease.

Millions of delusions, cycling, looping, surprising.

What is this MK impossibility of death, permanent?

I drop this to establish my betterment about that which God has chosen for me.