Intra Locution a Cyberia Advent

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Intra Locution A Cyberia Advent: An Adventure Of Switch Flippers

Learn more at Author Central. Persistance without complete memory in agents. Intention augements the superfractional. It never happens exactly the same way twice. It may be percievably the same but the discrete numeral or formal is never in precise measure the same. A sense of humor because the same thing that makes you laugh makes you cry. More to think about and formalize. So this interesting experiment has its first ending, now and I am happy enough with it's perfectly imperfect state.

Glitch on forever and may we play in this life into eternity. Though I will work on a final cut and watch the whole film from beginning to end from the executable created by the compiler. Chapter 10 The End https: Maybe another day of work for the last chapter When the day is done whenever I can fit it into life Then the checks of each chapter, tweaks I am an unseen people, who are reviled for being. My existence a product of structures. You would imprison me for more than the expense to raise me up.

You would punish me for my needs. You feel that I might exist so that you might suffer less. The scapegoating does not release your bondage or heal your wounds.

Sleeping with a thin sheet of cardboard above me and a concrete stoop below. Trying to sleep in this constantly hard place.

My being is per. Striding towards the storm. The bitter storm rages before me, now the light and sky change from a clear blue to twisted toroids of dark and bitter color.

Fretting not these storms have pained me before, they have quieted future pain their scars have calloused my soul. Moving towards and not away from the tempest there is no where to run we are all on deaths ground. There is no past to speak of only the planned and unknown future. A boot raises and steps forward past the last boot. The rain of the storm is now g. An aspect of the saturnine nauseation. Horror like love can only be eluded to.

You can never describe it directly you know it when you feel it and like so many emotions states that heighten and this emotion can kill you. You can be so terrified that your heart breaks stress cardiomyopathy. This does not even speak to horror though honestly to describe it os to disgust. It's not a range of emotions that you want to play through your flesh. These feelings change you. What takes an instance can ta. Love asks of you the impossible and you will rise to it.

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Love is a world. It is so varied in its manifestations. Love may ask you to become from nothing. It may ask you to peacefully enter into hell and madness. You may enter resigned. Love may ask you to be without parents. Love may ask of you to suffer greatly. Love may ask you to lose.

My first answer was yes as many others have been. Life may ask you to betray yourself in your first lie. The lie that kept your mother in your life. Tormentum Produx Volneris Retinopathy. This pain has blinded me so. It blinded me from the we's and gave me I's.

Though the I's are malformed, and my heart still sings we. The words have been twisted by jackalese even though that is not my heart. My hearts says I love you but my words run flat. No worries though, I have been healing the imposed ivvaron, and it is to the benefit of others and myself. The world is kinder and gentler when the poison bleeds out. For all the p. Now I can rerecord the first part and then the second part and upload it after a few more watch throughs and algorithmic tweaks. Nothing becomes more real than when you have to solve it. When you see it with your existence.

A man asked me about a beautiful couch, it was the same couch I needed to discard.

The man so gracious offering alms for the good. Unable to accept out of kindness. Traveling to his home after navigating the neighborhood. I come to find a few kids sitting on the porch they call to their granddad. He comes down I get a litt.

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Love is more than a feeling it is a being, it is a continuum of infinite simplicity and complexity. Though the perfumes and aromas of love are intoxicating. We face the fallout for our love too. Love is a world ther. Show and Tell of the Atma Yuga. Evocative ideation tumbling in the electrochemical waves. Hearts beating out into the near and distant eternity.

Ideas spin magnetic fields dreaming in concert. This way or that. Conceptualizations breathed in mindscape.

Formations of ideoform an existence outside of existence. Long-standing being before the before, and beyond the beyond. Imagining an infinite infinities dreaming an infinite infinities. The tatters of your frayed soft edged curves show the shining rivulets of light emanating from your heart.

Taken by the hand we observe as we are observed by the button eyes and patchwork fibers. The fabric is softer from years of love. Some places the fabric is so thin the stuffing pushes out. The words an act of pure meaning - hope. How can love be the storm cloud? How can an act of love be so destructive? Nearing completion, nearly complete and fully cohesive, still some more to do. Maybe this month and next month till completion.

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It's my own 4 minutes and 43 seconds: For Freedom We Are. With these words, I undefine thee until freedom you will be. Until you are the everywhere. The fabric of thee I spell. To being the el. Measure for me all of the light throughout all. Measure for me the darkness too. Be not to quick in your descriptors.

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