Automatically they’d very much diverted themselves from all that alternative Attention, as we deemed NOT to mention it at all anymore.
Standing beneath a spike called life – jaded to the bone – had taken tolls. However, they appear — admittedly uncertain and CERTainly Determined to

ViewitALL AS A comedic kind of impaling ****UP. Actually, What if we “sat and starved ourselves to death, and what of it if: they

… grab their own bows and arrows and narrow the route to a most beautiful truth???” We really didn’t think that anybody else thinks about them.

And, yet, deep Dostoyevskian breath: “her alternative faith seemed to carry with it its own source of
On-OFF happiness.”