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...... 𓂀𓋹𓁈𓃠𓆃☥𓅓𓆣... Tachypsychic you say? Please and  forever ... Not in to , hard , hot, fast hypersexual semiotics ? No... Never ?      Nonculpable ,  innocuous  ineffable  nullibiety of  arousal entitlement.   Apropos  flocculent euphoria .. Extirpating chastity. Titillating, exhilarating sensually inculcating. Ecstatic metempsychosis. Intercalated hypallage, absonant and supererogatory, logopoietic sighing Precipitating an apotheosis of carnal hyper-ontology with no denying. Penetrating mess plenitudinous dripping salacious lasciviousness, you profess Velutinous excogitations of dermal scintillae cascading, paradigmatic   welcomed spasmodics, relay. Oracular empyrean curvature. Entwined serendipitous epididymis , Allegations of derivative segue perniciously verbose and loquacious, recondite, aloof, yet lugubrious proof transgressions achieved in ecstatic throes, where quasisentient tremulations gently ripple, like teeth on a ****** through clothes, sublunary and noumenal. External cogent coalescing recalcitrant or vexing. Yet so hot and perplexing. Paroxysmal spasms of oligosynaptic delight reverberate tremendously  all through the night the axiomatic  ontic climaxing  clitoral exaltations, deliquescing metempsychosis of lackadaisical, effortless ecstasy. Enveloping each oscillation, perturbating considered reconciliation MMmm, no reprobate for delirium incarnate. Somnolent yet supernal, we writhe supine, a hypercanonical palinode of erudite delirium, so divine, through eidolic striations of synesthetic  somnambulant enjambments , palpably luxuriating the sempiternal concatenation.   innervating  temporal transience . Glottal glossematic undulations, sublime. Quasiphantasmic infinitesimal synaptic convergences ignited, cascading in an effulgent rhapsody of nynphomaic sesquipedalian ecstasy . Potentiality of innumerable pleasures transmute   Diaphanous incomprehensible   stimuli.     Ontological  ebullient efflorescence, for you and I. Intertwined and inseparably convolute . Intimations, lines of love  as  invocations .   Penumbral interstice of exotic delirium, wherein reality collapses.  Inviting labial prolapses . Ecstatic . Pristine zeugma. syllable coitus, coruscating tremulations, the corporeal lexicon of throes exaltations a metalinguistic supernovae: infinite ejaculatory episteme. " Again please " I hear you say. Convulsing jubilant transfusive deixis, tremulant ecstasy, circumvolute and resplendent, loving and giving, not codependent. Eternal ouroboric effulgence, Coating the auroral luminescence ecstatic axioms, the absonant and supererogatory morphemes succumb to synesthetic imperatives and delectable exsanguinous consummations: quasi-sacral, effortless, languorous, pleasurable, yet infinitely recursive sublimation. Entelechy at nominal! ******** subliminal.
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Sep 11, 2025
Sep 11, 2025 at 10:35 AM UTC
Said no one , Ever...
...... 𓂀𓋹𓁈𓃠𓆃☥𓅓𓆣... Tachypsychic you say? Please and  forever ... Not in to , hard , hot, fast hypersexual semiotics ? No... Never ?      Nonculpable ,  innocuous  ineffable  nullibiety of  arousal entitlement.   Apropos  flocculent euphoria .. Extirpating chastity. Titillating, exhilarating sensually inculcating. Ecstatic metempsychosis. Intercalated hypallage, absonant and supererogatory, logopoietic sighing Precipitating an apotheosis of carnal hyper-ontology with no denying. Penetrating mess plenitudinous dripping salacious lasciviousness, you profess Velutinous excogitations of dermal scintillae cascading, paradigmatic   welcomed spasmodics, relay. Oracular empyrean curvature. Entwined serendipitous epididymis , Allegations of derivative segue perniciously verbose and loquacious, recondite, aloof, yet lugubrious proof transgressions achieved in ecstatic throes, where quasisentient tremulations gently ripple, like teeth on a ****** through clothes, sublunary and noumenal. External cogent coalescing recalcitrant or vexing. Yet so hot and perplexing. Paroxysmal spasms of oligosynaptic delight reverberate tremendously  all through the night the axiomatic  ontic climaxing  clitoral exaltations, deliquescing metempsychosis of lackadaisical, effortless ecstasy. Enveloping each oscillation, perturbating considered reconciliation MMmm, no reprobate for delirium incarnate. Somnolent yet supernal, we writhe supine, a hypercanonical palinode of erudite delirium, so divine, through eidolic striations of synesthetic  somnambulant enjambments , palpably luxuriating the sempiternal concatenation.   innervating  temporal transience . Glottal glossematic undulations, sublime. Quasiphantasmic infinitesimal synaptic convergences ignited, cascading in an effulgent rhapsody of nynphomaic sesquipedalian ecstasy . Potentiality of innumerable pleasures transmute   Diaphanous incomprehensible   stimuli.     Ontological  ebullient efflorescence, for you and I. Intertwined and inseparably convolute . Intimations, lines of love  as  invocations .   Penumbral interstice of exotic delirium, wherein reality collapses.  Inviting labial prolapses . Ecstatic . Pristine zeugma. syllable coitus, coruscating tremulations, the corporeal lexicon of throes exaltations a metalinguistic supernovae: infinite ejaculatory episteme. " Again please " I hear you say. Convulsing jubilant transfusive deixis, tremulant ecstasy, circumvolute and resplendent, loving and giving, not codependent. Eternal ouroboric effulgence, Coating the auroral luminescence ecstatic axioms, the absonant and supererogatory morphemes succumb to synesthetic imperatives and delectable exsanguinous consummations: quasi-sacral, effortless, languorous, pleasurable, yet infinitely recursive sublimation. Entelechy at nominal! ******** subliminal.
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You feel alone Alone is in your head You can't get out of this state of mind Of boredom But, somehow solitude is bliss For someone, somewhere Where being lonely was an issue of prejudice Later, I learnt That to truly be alone, I had to wake up to myself Haunted by the fear That every day the rabbit hole gets deeper I learn more about myself day by day I'm a politically-inclined sycophant Who talks about what matters with fanatics Pleading for change Joining hands with the enemy
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Apr 2, 2019
Apr 2, 2019 at 1:07 PM UTC
Soul Tolls Act 3&4
Sometimes you just have to go for baroque in this acapella life.
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Aug 17, 2018
Aug 17, 2018 at 5:18 PM UTC
Respect the Classics