I can write whatever ~ want

In the midst of a cosmic allureness and misty mountains
floating through vastness of space and time oceans waves were licking your fragrant feet tickling you in a charming mind-boggling sensation starting from your travelling lines across acupressure spots massaging your head and navel through meridians running up along your
tree veins not forgetting to suck too grounded wide cute toes
climbing vigorously up to knuckles 
affirming your upper musculature as a living statue
of wit and limitlessness of a great spirit, i love you!
We waver in wonder why there’s such exuberance:
There is pure oxygen! Let us inhale. Breeze deep. Emerald lake is a gem tear falling from my left eye and at the bottom of your right one I inquire with curiosity ~ oh, wow ~ deep blue aquamarines drowning in wisdom…writing!

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The pen can be mightier than the sword

but it still comes at a price.


The divine scriptures are God’s beacons to the world. Surely God offered His trust to the heavens and the earth, and the hills, but they shrank from bearing it and were afraid of it. And man undertook it.
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