If they understood her mind then they do not even start to understand anything else which she insists upon persisting with – her emotional time has been taken away by this almighty sense of deafening injustice… there are actually… probably… no words(?!) Except for one… Mountain-of-Word, which she’s been trying to align
All the time. It has brought to her this sense of radicalised understanding, that suggested self-silence is:
Something which we will ACTUALLY have to let her implore- meanwhile, her avid eyes w-i-l-l purposely-both-utterly become… …
Momentarily paralysed; as a scribe sleeps with their mInD still meaning to aMOUNT,
his unaccountable AND uncontrollable
Exploration of brand new self-improvement refusing to cease existing
P IS FOR PREDOMINATELY PERSISTING: she has to mother fucking INSIST! Upon braking this TwIst in their beautiful brain
