it’s mad how everything waits for ages and then instead of having their own separate time, it all happens at once
sometimes it comes it like a log flume. a jacquard loom. fuck all keeping you in and nothing to hold on to. went to alton towers with a brand new phone and by the time i got back i couldn’t switch it on anymore.
i’ve heard a few narratives going around, but my storyline has kicked out a few chapters. still here though, and got you coming back for mo’
i’ve not been the best religious man, but i believe that there are omens; there’s a core mechanic in our lives and it’s deliberately timed. not even the chaos of man evolving [if that’s what you believe] through the ages can segregate themselves from it
a commitment that i made so i can have the nice things you have no respect for, because you have no discipline and self control to get them yourself; is coming to an end.
get your creative juices flowing, dear readers. some of the people who come to give their attention to my thoughts here, they request all kinds of things and i write it for them, give yourselves to the prospects of delayed gratification and see if you can see something through to the end. worth a level of commitment
the only path to heaven, is via hell.
this is from the day it began and i got what i wanted before it was time to give something back for it
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