F R U S T R A T I O N

      D o n' t                  w o r r y

Life is a  brand of* Unique Violation
& Night to grant the Most *Brilliant, Fixation.

To fly beyond your mind into* Cosmic* Attractions
To* believe* there is *no stopping your Addiction

"What happens after we die?" She asked.

"Well, I'm not sure, really. But what I'm sure of is that when a moment dies, it gets resurrected in the mind as a memory."

"Will I be just a memory to you someday?"

"Maybe, but some memories are better than others. And when I become a memory too, I will find you, and together we will go to that one magical place where memories become moments once more."

Do you remember
I was and fresh and you were right above me.
Can I remind you
you lived so high and reaching you was a dream
If I can trace back
You cared less and lived like there's no tomorrow
May I tell
You had a chance to blow past the sky
I can't forget that;
You had alot but wasted it on beautiful
For if you had it
You wouldn't be hanging on a cliff of regrets
Don't cry about it
You have a life and choice to make a fortune
And if you believe me
Let the light of these words blossom and make a Victor

Edifice erections surreal mistic heights
Wayward excursions and catenary's bight
Communal collusions of harmonies site
Ethereal subsistence on exsertion's light
Lingam and yoni are indefatigably tight
Exponential overload was communities plight

Semantic regalia is myriad temptation
Finite being a mutual oblation
Vicarious recalcitrance an obeisant sensation
Conception's vastness like incalculable equation  
Ephemeral effulgence is indomitable pervasion
Treacherous traverse and eternal occasion

Succinct salience is symbiotic allegory
Fecundity's verve a transcendent promontory
Imperative ascension the conjunctive's divinatory
Audacity's exigence and fertility's invocatory
Erotica's erectile like mentality's trajectory
Futurity's fatidic and inherent delusory

**** it fell right over like categorical imperative's contradictory