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Divine Musings

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just different

In the most unusual manic-panic creep,
Wildly lurking behind every corner,
The Shadow was about to recover some ungraspable but always constantly desired idea..

A fantasy, a darker shade of fantasy: a fun fetish.
Or, perhaps, could it be foolish fanciful notions?
This fully torked delusion can be a haunting mirage.
A make believe vintage slogan ghost from generations past.
That worn out American Dream. That Life.

THE LIFE:
-Free from the routine confusion and disorder-
Dreamed by all but known only by creatures who dream of other more sophisticated things.

Silenced but still flailing at grasping the point or any and all major traffic signs,
the Shadow returned all the acquired mixed-matched pieces and useless information slowly..

I remember because it was a autumn night.
Leaves were falling and there were trees white with moonlight.

It was a cool night overflowing with mysterious excitement that unforgettably changed the mellow quite in all bright lights.
Suddenly there was a new bustle among the stars as the speed of light left a stirring in the darkness.

-A secret above trees carried on the wings of winds-

This covert paradox of milky way wonder experienced when he kissed this girl-was a vivid spectacle of unutterable visions never mentioned but still loudly exuding a slinky lust.

This was a soul cleansing need,
a physical miracle,
dirty deeds done dirt cheap overdosing religious experience with every swelling orgasm!

These are the divine musings of the Creator, my Creator.
These are the ideas of any other brave soul who decide to capture their essence in moments.

For a moment at one point in time, these sacred thoughts belonged to God.

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Chapter 27

Seated beneath the shade while engaged in a pleasant conversation, he gazed fixedly on the horizon.

“So strange. This distance, can it truly be real?”
He suddenly exclaimed in a bellow more so to himself.

The scenery seemed to be made from coils of a snake, forming a bridge made only for trolls.
But this description shied away from any spotlight retreating into the the depths of the dark.

But hide and seek has always been a favorite game of mine,
and I desire close up entrances wearing nothing but your firearm.

Divine Musings

Reversed Roles

Looking back,
In your previous attractions the role playing usually involved more than a pretty target.

Although it was unknown to you at the time, with each new growing experience, your perception as well as reality began to find you less subtle while betraying your most important values.
Making you cloudy as you forget that you are the one who decides if you will continue, a most clever rouse.

Notice her perfected strategy, Notice her ultimate prize-but take heed and do not get sucked into it.
Instead use her for yourself, reverse the roles made by society created in nature as you become the prize.

Soon the unspoken secret will become clear as you are educated in the most difficult yet elementary concept of all:

Attraction is not a choice.

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Divine Musings

Chapter 27

Divine Musings

Reversed Roles

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