Keep yourselves peaceful, humans.


For KristinaLook, it's all a game One in which patience is a virtue and the key to the success of the endevour Paranoia and self loathing are traps set out by your subconscious and the universe to snare the spirit of your happinessFor Kristina
and drag it into the dirt of reflected flaw
So do not despair while you wait or worry excessive and sickening as the work left for you is still pending just so long as the right moments align Oh, there is still some light left in the bottle of this place and time it may just be hidden waiting at the very bottom of it all


Things are OkayThings are okay The title is more than census of a measure Calm oceans reside with me and in the lake The children swim all clothed in yellow sun Unburned, unburdened by the playing namesThings are Okay
I am going to the east I'm en route to farthest west The happenings that happened here We've counted ourselves damned with Courtesy and a wild desire to go
they're alright when commotion shows in giddy droves To sit and warm the lights outside That cities have burned colder than the arctic, deep and white
I shall never live again In seconds th


Childthis world is not, returning now to iced lakes of my parasitic times; unclothed and monotonic, both, each: mirrored. This celebration of times occasion distracted by smallChild
numbers: loud to noxious
clouds, i, eulogistic; buried both of sound stripped and all things harmless. That the nature of life is to be so Of the fact: Through these moments, these. Known as history death; only. Lonely in dissonant chorus crowd. Juxtaposed by lives, our own. All growth in aging, all
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