- - - there are the days when i savor my isolation, i savor my freedom. in this state is when Urania came forth to lift my chin, to lift my gaze from finite walking-path unto Eternity of existence. She placated me, brought me to surrender of my Self. and i lay staring at the ceiling, longing for a little rest knowing i did this to myself, and i don’t complain to you. - - - there came a conclusion of self-destruction as the only thing to depend on. and i destroy myself through entertainment while fighting tooth and nail to survive. - - - Sunday 5.30ante. began Friday 9.30post, Saturday 9.30post is twenty-four. i am four short of thirty-six. and my turbulent stomach awaits the imbibement of a hard benzo – (shorten’d word to be hip. [also the reason i used an infinitive]) by this point i am deranged and trace mildly. not just a fancied flight alongside a reality my mind deceives me of. not just an insaned delirium i perpetrate. maintain. sustain.
disdain.
space to insure emphasis, - - - have i been outward too long. i sweat naked in the snow thanking, no Deity, but instead handful of multi-color’d, shaped, strength downers. and i smell’d on death perfume of flowers as its figure look’d me over – naked freezing wretch – and extend’d claw with rotting flesh no where in pace with this vessel’s. i began to blue, and the shadow of my end falter’d in my mind. lungs, in impulse, heaved air within themselves. stretching frozen sternum. - - - let’s take some math, how about: zn+1 = zn2 + c i am patient, please explain in detail.