Wyrd is interesting regards to conundrum ... raises some questions that may be the nature of the entire thing questioning itself without knowledge of what is in the enigma ... life and love itself ... where intellect is "disposed of". At least 1/3 of the time ... if you've ever experienced such a time ... it was a party experience because of all those cells taking place that we were not aware of because of the anonymous factors. Mental fatigue? Therein collapse ... spatial layout?
It is a dark and mysterious production that is marked by appearances of smears and "wishes that people were dead" by those putting forth that they are right and the others are left behind as a shadow character in the Black Prince Theory (Gabriel?) about the mysterious factor entropy that counters the appearance of enthalpy ... a problem in thermodynamics and how the very concept spreads!
Where did Gabriel come from? It remains dark and mysterious until some greater power figures where to put the separate categories to suit some vast unknown imperative.
And it is interesting to question the former fortuitous 9 that often counter the notorious furies in a trinitarian effort to dispose of knowing ... like turning the psyche off when involved with intimate measures ...
This sends fear up the spine of the bonnie story of Charles ... said to be a flamer, but I have qualms which are just ... as further question about what we don't know and why? Was it laid out this way by the former twins as if 2 out of 3 ain't bad when you consider the future forthcomings ...
Was Charles a bit odd as Edward ... and thus edified to build a physical edifice in his pride to bring something down ... thought thus descended as economic move to come on down to the market and indulge ... thus when exhausted we stand down ... whilst our essence takes off from the surely portions ... winging slippage! Thus slipstreams and Con Trails leaving vaporous tracks ... fog! That's all there is so we dance about that unknown ... being there was nothing left but a hole, void, in rapturous state wondering what departed ... other that that shot being consumed!
Gued Night Girl ... sticky situation?
Emotional output is like that ... someone rejected and looking on with interest in how and if it ends, or why it even goes on ... continuance about the nature of what else: "nothing"! The qualm may find its circuit around to you in time as dizzying ... dazed projection when the sun comes over the hill about what happened in the dark ... rabid activity?
I once with in the woods on a fishing excursion, where we slept in the night, my partner on the trip has a rabbit bounce on him int the night. We wondered why, etc. Neither of us can respond as he is departed and I am stuck with the unknown ... that can be woven into one of a couplet: a lyres enmity, or a myth (that few are capable of responding to as we never see the other side from a mortal position that is stoned in place.
It may separate A' M'N from the other that remains dark and you know ... inexplicable ... any causes some of us to wonder, appreciatively about the forever question! The never ending item that comprises much of the anonymity that drives ... what else ... doing it again ... over and over without knowing! What's the chance of catching onto the thread that was eliminated? It doth begone ...
