Sinking deep into me thoughts deeper than the mystical pit, maneuvering through the sea of me consciousness, see me mental C is complicated as much as the chess pieces Compiled together (please spare me the compliments). Oh! What can we do to this beat? Lemme outpour me thoughts in it, what's your thought in it?. Thoughts flourishing me mind, too flooded to exercise me vocabulary to its highest state as I state this statement in the state I'm in, I swear it's like I'm drowning in me own dark thoughts. Now as I travel across me mental C I came across by the man named 'memory', pieces of clues started to unfold before me eyes. Here's a jigsaw puzzle ready to be solved by the mysterious guy known as 'logic'. Furthermore as we penetrate more deeper we met 'desire' to act as an immediate gratification to both memory & logic. All three of em travelled and interacted through the decoding of the message, (work hand in hand as in like the handymen). Now they sail on top of the sea of me thoughts, seems like the storm is fuming. All hope is lost, is it the last hope we had of deciphering the code?

Since I've seen the sins of the hypocrites that seem to stare at the sea of purification but never want to purify their sins. Fornication should be sanctified inside the well - well the satisfaction of the heat hit the surface ready to surf that ace? Out from the vacation of comfort zone as we zone in the vexation of undesirable thoughts that stumble our vision less in the minute size of a bacteria unseen with a naked eye. Furthermore the vision clear as the crystal night, hence a mission is now persuaded. Rephrasing these verses in a method of paraphrasing to bless the land with the verses of scriptures. Here's the scrolls with me prints in it, history has been made with his story