What if we did it, we tolerated the intolerable cruelty of having been tied to the weight of the sun AND the MOON, and still managed to make mere-eager sense of
+++ a better version of ten thousand persons. They aren’t making huge signs of pre approval, aren’t even — initiating their own state of endless self esteem. We want for ++ the brain which delays everything else necessary, the same sane brain, plEASE, which
Ends UP utterly unafraid and made of: stainless steel… “REALLY??” When we feel ++ so fucking faraway from ferocious and we cannot “GO!!” into the darkness of their smash and “GRAB!!” day with her
Mind in maladjusted dElAy anymore… .
