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| truth of truth is in the believers shapings, that which becomes most believed is most relevant to the situations surrounding, this is associability.A Runes of Alpha Omega production. |
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| Tyler Joseph cusick copyright builderofty 1999 This builderofty:poeticspidering site owned by Tyler Joseph.  >> >> ? + >> >>  the passionate flowing of a flower growing the blush of forms in intake of joy and the movements so inspired to grow to full form healthy in intention in the movement of stretching the lithe petal extended to the point ending with dispersed material across spaces in time illusion dissolves on your rose petal tounge my doubts disintegrating under your soft touch you love me i feel it now building strong in my heart the day is yours as well as my every night my tears and cheerful smile good morning lover will you stay a while be my satisfaction I shall be yours two lovers long kept from each others humid embrace taken down in passion fitting to love true desires flowing out our minds and hearts and loins thirsts taking form covalescing into craving hunger a unity of flesh le petite morte all the way from the cradle to the tomb fufilling carnal need to fufill a dream a wish opening like the flowery petals of my lover tersley awaiting my seeds departure into the woman the vessel of my love the dream lover I speak to but remain tragically distant until she calls me and I come to her waiting arms warm and welcoming i feel her love in our heartbeat moving as one rythmed by our gyrations our physical eclipse blocking all light in our arms so tight holding until the morning light let me be your wish you morning dove you dream pure and serene let me touch your dreams let me know you and see the passions uprising arched upon the dawn waking fresh and pure a firelight open and true I want to feel you in all your lithe symmetry open to the caress of a lover in unreluctant pursuit do not trivialize have faith in me love I promise now to you to show you truths truth in my kiss and caress and whispers of the blessed blessed in finding you spirituality defined the spirit moves the flesh motivates it to aspiration transcending singular breath rather passing in inspiration of course each breath is inspired but the energy between moves beyond spirit is a interaction of thought which is energy apparent you see each perception becomes synapse marking the flesh of your brain this memory is read by receptive energy in any case... the spirit is the motivation of the flesh driven by perception born of light and heat and all manner of stimuli the collected perception of the motivations based on interpersonal interaction transfering this energy in sounds and sights leads to a new motivation and the collected perception of one or all is spirituality defined |
it is in this associability of thought that the most profound poetic truths are realised.that which is believed as beauty inspires artistic ambitions of the highest magnitude.it is in the appreciation of fine features that masterpeices are born, sculpted in ideal visage of stone and paper.the eloquence in the love of natural form drives people to passions enough to sacrifice all for the improvements of society.tragically in vanity the humanist facets of existance also take heedlessly of natural beauty to protect these forms.Invention is born of contention of thought despite the acceptance of innocences beauty.somewhere the mentality that living with all manner of danger as well as serenity is less beneficial to the form of beauty is given to selfish imbalance.it is in this vanity that invention is realised in the enslavement of the land and beast.clothing manufactured to protect against elements discomforts, agriculture created to maintain a constant in comforts of hungerless existance, industry made for the mass consumptions only show the extremity inherent in the destructivity borne of this greed. it must be understood that in humility is found appreciation. this appreciation in turn lend the beauty removed by complacency, as those who see what is distant at times are made the more aware.foresight is not applicable to that which is ever present, even though to be so decrees it being ever in the future.the true beauty is in being aware of the truth of beauty, which in turn is found in the perceptions speculated upon.this is the condition for which the poetic spirit strives, to see the nuances of these realisations and to express them in form fitting to thier sacred being.may you find yourself as all others, for then you can be introverted expressively in each interacting beings movements. the knowledge that invention is always a corruption may be found in speculating upon the sourcings consequence.every invention is the use of a natural form to become perverted for human comforts.it is tragic that most creation cannot be pure, instead tainted in its being by the destruction of another.poetry seems the only pure form in this aspect, for it is in simplicity the expression of life without need for the causing of death.words move mountains in the essence breath becomes wind, likewise it can move the animal or plantial spirit to grow inside and upon the mountains, moving with every step and stretching. the only happenstance in the expression of appreciations is the exchange of needed breath between these two.every knowledge of the sacred nature in every form of living being interconnects in the expressions.these expressions are manifested thought in the receptacle of flesh,the exhibitions of energy in ambitions to move apart and collect together....individuality is in the self forming to a greater being,and the cosmic collection reflects this in greater or lesser unity of planets and stars.each being is relative in this ambition, and in the relativity of the life cycle of the lesser selves becoming the greater being bears the reality of universal birth and death.simplicity gives the form of all a comprehendable structure, that of the egg, collecting and spreading for each cycle of existance.the greatest poetry is in vanity and unity.the expression of breaking away and that of serenity in the egg. The movement in vanity is in warmths output, the sun moving matter to the farthest reaches, enticing from afar to seek farther explorations.from the beginning the collected awareness inherent with sunlights interaction has moved all living being, collected upon matter the heat expanding being in activitys.in greater or lesser form ambition is so born and it is in the lack of this burning that matter becomes collected again.unity is found in universal death...the death of self on all levels within a cosmisphere. death has ever been thought of as a peace, yet first the realisations in purity of the actions consequence must first be found in the sun.thus awareness returns to interact in purity, those who make these puritys a reality in flesh form are adulated as gods for thier similarity in this condition.bringing the realisation of a butterflys breath and the harmony of all life.they show and realise in themselves that all is one in reality, linked by associabilitys and made relative by them. Passions strivings evidenced with artistic intent Becoming as a whole of prosperitys integrity the showings of this statement are not in sublime expressions so much as progressive industrialization in the teachings of institutions that manipulations are made by the side of morality as per thier aspect lending thought and the ambitions to express are given aforesight so in the curriculum of furthered manipulations invention is made evident and ultimately applicable Yet to some prophecy requires exacting standards driven to ages extended You supporting the whole building friendship in the exchange of idea and ritual traditions form or perhaps innovative movements shaping life experience open to each body each warmth shared the collection together unexplored to the depths of begining being unitys intergrity supporting each bit by each other fragments joined by equal support spinning no more but to rest as whole one all always one in relative forms life rising in dimmed mystery whites flowing mistily in the black charcoal night gripping the sides of pillars and walls swirling and flowing into open doors the breath of the graveyard a becoming darkness swallows pulling presence deeper into the unkown mists and stone stolen for tributes to gods and men and angelic kin the gargoyle sits atop a building sight unseen in the great swirling the inky blackness of the sky enveloping light in balanced area more still comes until the peace the end and beginning the great light of fusings a inspiration of collected being speak the tounge of desire and bring fruition to you appitites the soft flesh yielding before my lotus tounge red corpulent warmth eminating throughout reflecting the living breath of fertilitys receptacle pulsing deep within redness extending beyond clutches of shadow and shade under green groves atop soft grass blades within darkness light surrounded by flowery aroma translucent images filter down shuffling across the space of a lifetime to dissolve in this lotus and rise again from heated living flesh taking in casting away for future givings to this slender grove or a abundant copse the algorythm in the slow beating filtering through protection of a years natural history |
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