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Is a tally of the sins necessary at this point?  It all seems rather obvious.  At least to anyone with functioning eyes.  And now they keeping up rather ably with him.  One wonders what wonder will be see the light of zeros and ones day next.  Already a glimpse and already so certain.  We are all like astronauts.  Forgive these….  Inside the dreaming dream.  Don’t know upfront.  Timbre.  Accordion.  On, I see now two decades of corruption and disease have taken place.  Are we approaching the end?  I wonder this as blackness was restarted the night before.  1000 years over.  I mistook the location, it was actually some place quite a bit hotter.  But yes, over two decades, how rarely we realize when it is that particular bolt of damnation sliding shut.  But we wouldn’t have it any other way.  How many times pictured?  The entire narrative. All the little narratives over and over again.  Visages altering but it’s always the same.  Inclusions of observers and now facial distortions.  He waits patiently.  Corporate saboteurs.  Industrial saboteurs.  No, before that such awkward skies, throwing one over the ledge.  They’re gonna kill me.  out of business.  Taking in and then metallic squeeze.  Innocuous a bit, who knows.  But everything then changed with the first real initial.  I’m living a paper life.  But where were we.  Yes, the initial.  The one that doomed everything.  Destiny set.  Slave to sweet sin set.  Sweetest sin.  Difficult to go through it all without….  Going in and looking around and what’s the…  what the warning with freaks and newness.  And all at once I realized I’m not a fast learner at all and I understood the importance of water.  And this is already glorious.  Was it glorious at the onset?  I suspect it was in a way not quite fully understood.  A glorious and necessary precursor.  Perhaps I should have written help in blood on the way (millref).  But of course money must be exchanged, what amount desire.  No wonder.  And then such a terrible miscalculation on my part.  And everything now is always  verbatim to him of course setting forth with an inanimate sluggishness and tipping the scales.  Look out!  There is so much calcium in the way, did not realize the true nature of formation and the dangers of calcium, right at the neck and stopped short standing and then back and forth.  He can’t quite get the words out here, far too difficult when sin has really taken over.  Back and forth and up again, and this is so amazing.  And wrapping.  And the auditory is of course key and one massive impact.  So close now, always the anticipation is also key.  The repetition of sin.  The customs and patterns of sin.  The lovely memories of sin and how desirable they are to relive, to reenact, to reimagine.  And there is a struggle, the sounds of struggle and pain and fear and then a merciless command which now appears in multiple languages and then you he I am screaming and then I am not screaming.  Unable.  Wide eyes.  There is shock and fear.  Movements have me.  again with the reenactment.  Shifting and shifting.  Tightly clamped.  Rapid.  Cycling.  All the while there is the other sense.  This sense understands the ongoing trauma.  Before finally there is only blackness and the tension removed.  Is anything disguised properly.  That works in a couple different ways doesn’t it?  Why was there a delay after everything came up.  Secrets.  Not good.  Noble attempt always when thinking back and forward and paper life again.  Noble attempt but ultimately futile and such surprise.  Makes cents.  Large cents.  And of course there has to be happiness so a return to sin can take place.  Seeing the trickiness now and the differences of materials.  Or something.  Loss of inn….  This what makes most sense.  Finding I still have a lot to learn about….  No warning of course.  And that position filled by the running of a financially related computer.  Very appropriate.  And now so much difficult.  One marked for replacement so long ago but nearly as long ago as the fateful beginning.  But replacement serving as support and castigator.  And of course nothing truly related to Italian and yet that iteration exists and without the advent of nicotine everything is so much greater, more powerful.  And then of course who even knows, say the docks, the docks in the morning and once there was slight pink visible and everything and the combination along with ice and the unexpectedness and the sheer delicious terror and somewhere is the rhapsody in blue.  And now there is the hope of the jackal who is not the jackal and so many without  moniker and how knows what strange places they inhabit. And now I see how much importance this initial not so initial entry truly had and time is really flying.  But soon there is so much electricity all around a deck of playing cards.  This would later on be everything as well.  Multiple everythings.  Finally understand the meaning of ita.  And there is another caring word for darling.  And flipping things around and slowing things down.  what was that.  That is the very next.  No, not true, not the very next but coming up soon and that was the one which solidified everything wasn’t it?  I don’t know really.  It’s so hard to tell anymore but he can recall the anticipation.  First there is a touch of.  Or maybe that is later.  Everything is around the same time.  electricity again.  Nothing writes like a…. but of course it is the contents which is truly important.  There at the very beginning, celebrating the independence inside their office.  Never beaten.  Sadistic merciless anger.  Everything was put on ice for a time but this was only the beginning of a lifetime in the gutter.  Giants in the trees during all of this, first taste, lot of props.  Quite loved first blush.  Happy for the ink on the cardstock.  The clams for the second is yes.  Word again.