"Such sweetness, with that bitter love.
With Jesus and God...
-those Heavens above.
Who should I be, to speak in tongue of good?
I hear that voice, in the echo of words.
- Even I die, knowing my own death."
Four walls, 1 call, and too many multiple halls. I’ve been this charmed and blessed...
My mental state is of an incomparable truth.
Death-to-me, as I am besieged!
1 ceiling and 1 floor... how should this not...
just as more, Become asked of for sure?
Why does this light forgive, and of its time...
Who has set such a greater purpose?
The moment of life and death’s meet is quite....
An oddity. We kiss and hug, to showcase our love.
But with what body, thought or word should EVER,
--EVER begin to speak so... sweetly?
As if the blossoms of every flower is to burn with blood
-- whilst dripping from the spines of thorns.
Grow boldly, tiny Goddess. Your forest here, is an old man’s
once forgotten finest. Please (dearest little) forsake no brother.
They fight and kill, all destroy over your affection, remember me.
The velocity tells where the position is. Due to a definitive fact, such as the traveling speed, one can calculate where it will be, thus... The location.
If the question of "what is a particle?" Is asked, it would be subjected to the environment in which it has been placed. Because each and every physical thing in our existence, we reflect or "perceive" is a projection.
This natural observation/understanding is how blind or deaf people still "see" color, or "hear" sound.
It is also why we as a species can continously learn, forget, or change information.
Because any context: past, present and future, are memories. We are constantly expelling energy, outward thus, we live out our thoughts, before we can act upon any of them, with our emotion(s) or "vibrations". We can (inevitably) travel faster than the light that built us, within very few exceptions.
For real physists only
I veer, a frail piece.
When did this place...
Treat me with sugar?
My mind snaps,
Eyes burn like embers.
We forget the truth...
At least once I have.
Bled blood like drops
--tears, not once afraid.
Hanging trees, my perfect shade.
Greenery, bruised and blue...
Two for one, preacher’s church.
"An inanimate capacity mechanical projectile that can (respectively) transform based on the target's barrier(s). 1. If organic/water-based the bullet will use anti-organic/water-based purposes. 2. If kevlar, AP mechanics would be immediately used, instead... so on and so forth. (This ammunition and others can be interchangeable.)"
"Isn't it odd that the governing state needs PRECISELY $6,000,000,000,000 (Six trillion dollars) to resolve the COVID-19 crisis? With only the minority of this money going to people who collect under $175k... Why would this number NOT be used to the Dollar?"
I’ve a world, larger than any intergalatic measurement! Who speaks of one planet, that has returned to itself...
The one and ONLY reality each being of Godliness has ever known?
-These are the EXACT people that have either lost or sacrificed everything!
THEY DO NOT KNOW! Universes are beyond a shape or color...
That’s what makes the knowledgeable idea so ideal and perfection
“just mediocre”.
Punishment is like a handful of fiery-granules, test-tubes.
I’ve smelt this, like the raw inside of a fiery forge.
The heavens pounded upon the highest roof,
It became an effigy, one plotted lot of sand...
Burning beyond the sound chosen by its flame.
Here thee hands, of tips, and gears sing in the scrapyard.
“What shall I be? Who is this person? Does it... Do we, change?”
Tiny moments are these... that only a value will compare to them.
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