Sunday, January 20, 2008
Shaz?
Sounds. The expulsion of air molecules, those never seem to exist in vacuum. After much suggestions, I still devour to the sonority I've longed for in my own realm of rarefaction. It's inevitably gloomy that what I audit will be a piece of my gargantuan jigsaw puzzle. But don't you think the power of sight will be nonfunctional. I'll abort the principles I clench to with utmost strength.
Home, I spend my time microscopically. The noun seclusion I tend to dwell in. Bah. The four upright peach-painted walls. The vicinity I lavish seconds with the ones that dissipate in broad daylight and reappear whenever I'm snoozing. The district filled with countless memories those of a cup of pungent tea to the extend of concentrating it with sugar. Def Leppard - Pour some sugar on me?? Reckoned so. The berth I bunk in daily as though as it was my last day on human ground.
Astonishingly, bearing a whole new essence to the tablespoon of life is never uneasy. I tend to breathe up to it's complex state. A little but crucial insight will do. A pinch of faith, a cup of discreetness, a shake of dignity and some personal paramount touches will create a meal I would dine for, even if it takes several judgment days. Well, an optional topping of cynicism always been my prime pick. That should explain the inscrutable frequent breakdowns those similar to Walls of Jericho.
Zip the bag. I won't let any belongings exposed to you. I'm pretty sure people will interrogate themselves. Residue-ing to a main point whether they perceive me well. Haha. The fact that versing me and discerning me well are eminently miles apart. Well, this post parades my walk of esprit. As much as the volume of freshwater as compared to the entire water body on the face of the galaxy.
If you didn't acknowledge how this post is paragraphed till the very brink of moment, each para birthed a letter, those to form my name.
Well, if you still have no attainment in it. I'm really regretful to spit that, your IQ knowledge is of no distinctness than that of a perishing puny prawn.
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