Do I realize what I did or what I’m doing. What I’m not doing or what I’m pursuing. Who am I what was I what will I be. Another story in history that is so boring that the earth is snoring. Another tail that moves slower than A snail. But wait don’t hesitate to stop reading. Soon I will find out what I am needing. Like an appetite that needs feeding I devour time that I become so heavy the seconds weigh me down as I clown around with each ticking sound I waste existance with each moment digesting the persistence of my opponent in competion for the knowledge from an eternal college that teaches whatever reaches the purpose of all that was is and will be. Just rhyming nonsense to convince and show evidence of relevance to my feelings which are my dealings with reality and strategically freeing me from the jail of truth. So I believe that to deceive is nothing to achieve. To communicate with no hate and debate a trait that is my fate before it’s too late I hesitate to obey and follow feeding me opinions that I must swallow poisoning my reasoning I become sick until I build immunity. The opinions I’m fed till the day I’m dead no longer can overtake me. I excret the opinions as waste. I nourish my reasoning with diversity and become a healthy individual until the enebidal I think thoughts that are incredible and have feelings that are immune from getting sick from opinions from dogmatic dominions. So as there are always opinions I will always be exposed because my reasoning is everywhere and my feelings with all. Until opinions ruin me and my reasoning dies I will live my life as time flies.
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Very creative stuff, I really like the metaphors you’ve used.
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