man with nothing to die for has nothing to live for...for life takes and replaces molasses for barbed wire twisted roads leading nowhere fast.i think...
like a blind bird caught in a slip stream twisting bending retraction forces directionless...
meandering flattering wildly out of control the days and nights may be changing palettes but subject stay the same...
the objective is the directive that only with extreme prejudice can one fulfil their deepest desires from the heart...the physicality calls for its likeliness and equal in the opposite...
life is but a fragile balance of unknown elements...the unspoken variable that catalyses systematic change making everything as predictable as the calculated sunrises and moon phases for all condition and subsequent reactions...
re-animation against the creator the programmer...
is the question that answered itself is the equation that is solved in me and you...the resolve hence forth towards conscience states in our decision to live for love made us proofed...saturated theorems ground us through natural ground levels.
meter's rising pressure
let love be love
meter's rising temperature
let love have love
till all our tomorrows we shall bind to death doing us no part for the life we are to live out weighs by far much greater without equal even in death...
for you I would die the embodiment of all my all...
