Time’s mysteries await no one’s expectations, and or life; Moments left... in what once was paradise

Unearthly bright… as humans we can… this bright emitting its light thr… that the body human truly is… for beneath Bethlehem like everywh… is the ground, stupid!

Day’s hours pass to weeks, months,… converting sense, from truths to i… wickedness fains as evil yeas, widespread life spoils, death’s st… established thought succumbs to fe…

Roads of pain run sure and true throughout every nation built to last by vile fools whipping death’s ire elation routes designed to cause chaos

In law; not her, the subornation o… Is a “crime”… from the “swearing o… to tell the truth in a legal proce… be it spoken or written.” See where IAM going with this?

one will plays the role carried like a dead man tomorrow, will have accomplished madness and wisdom, and a trip to hell

webs above, on which the spider ro… woven threads which my mind’s eye… spaced as perfected natural geomet… to clasp tight to one’s unsuspecti… Yes, it is a great big web;

Poetic writes speak volumes too, this profound nature of humanity; expression’s glyph or determinatio… each soothing rhyme or base profan… provoke of consciousness that drif…

Decrement, or reduction of things, like values say, the lack of taste for wanton and destructive wars or conflict’s victory at any cost, when subject to morale’s revenues

Political speak, unnaturally born… it reeks of lies; foundations biased, with inhumane… of this, we seek apprise; morally, its tweak of forked tongu…

A question begs; as do we all, of what ever came first? mull the quack and deplume any bird,

If defined as finished, or an ending to one’s episode’ ode to ends or green’ to spinach yours is no worse than that of a Spaniard’ trip to [Mexico]

Knowing Who is Master the strap, switch, or cane or maybe Dad’ loud stern voice produces results Knowing Master

Casual is the wordy theory a query into theory really? Casual Paradox; or is this Casual… Do most physicists practice on thi… paradox; or is this practice reall…

Within the deep and dark of each, the screams of souls is heard; and crying out, in pain of searing… are human beings cast into the voi… created by an inhuman kind,