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Forward or Backward are Both the Same Direction

If you are moving forward you have gone from your current location to a new location. Moving backward you have done likewise but to move backward seems like it is a diffrent direction when in fact it is just a diffrent location in the same direction. It is impossible to actually go backward since there is nothing that really exists in the past. Only the future is actually possible.

There is no such thing as time

   

     Upon further ponderance I have come to the conclusion that time does not exist except in the law of physics. I have come to this conclusion through the observation of how things change and why they change at the pace in which they change. To me it seems that every change that takes place  in the universe is not dictated by time but rather physics. It is the law of physics that dictates the rate and speed at which all things change. For example if you have a car  that is traveling at 100 miles an hour the speed at  which the car travels is all dictated by physical changes and therfor controlled by the law of physics..Therfor it seems that for any change to take place all you need is physics and the law of physics that governs the physical changes. Time does not need be a factor and bears no relavance. As long as we have the law of physics everything will happen in accordance with those laws.

The composition of time Tags: The composition of time

   

    Time has 3 components. A front a middle and a rear. In the front time has what appears to be something of perspectual perspectualness that will move things forward at a set forth proponent. This part of time is easy to see and witness. However it is not easy to predict at which point time will make forward momentum happen. It would seem that this forward momentum is always in inactment but I would disagree with this. To me it seems more as if time interacts with things on its own accord leaving somethings unchanged for long standing periods of time. An example of this would be how time occasionally interacts with the speed of light. The speed of light remains constant but occasionally time will manifest itself into the equation and make modifications of the speed that light travels. For instance light will move forward forthwittingly at a billion miles a second but if it encounters any kind of resistance then time will inject itself and change the speed at which it was moving. Which leads me to the assumption that in order for time to inject itself into any equation a proponent has to take place that makes a physical change that would cause time to interject itself. If no physical change takes place than time has also not been a factor.

    The middle proponent of time is the area in which time is manipulating  the change that takes place. At first it would seem time moves at a constant speed but upon further investigation we can see that time has sped up and slowed down many times in the enactment of anything physical, for instance if I am driving a car and I speed up time has also sped up to keep pace with the movement of  the vehichle in which I am traveling. If time didn't make the needed adjustments to my speed and the speed of the car then everything around us would be out of sync when i arrived at my destination. In order to witness time making these changes you need to analyze the changes that have taken place and can therfore see the diffrence of speeds of occurances and at what points  time has interjected itself into the equation of happinings that have happened.

    The third component of time is the period at which time has not interjected itself but ha let an object remain at a constant stand still or constant pace for a long period. This proponent of time can be witnessed by looking at any such object that remains perfectly still and unchanged for a very long period. Time is not effecting the object other than at the pace of degradation that always occurs with all objects being effected by nature and time as a whole. However unless another physical body or something of that nature effects the object time will not interject itself into the equation. If time does interject itself into the equation it would seem that still nothing has happened so if time is in fact makeing a diffrence other than degradation it does not seem likely or possible.

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The monanty of the ordinary day

        Today came a day of little importance. I moved forward at a brisk pace not knowing exactly where I was heading. Things seemed to fall into place on their own accord. Waitng for the things to happen in accordance of the preconcieved benouncement was the hard part. It seemed things where moving in slow motion around me. the faster I willed things to happen the slower things seemed to move. I can hardly stand the monanty of the life laid out before me. I did my best to  encourage myself to stay on the course I had set forth for myself. When we get there this will all seem like a distant past. Once I reach my destination there is no going back to the previous place I have renounced throughout my time here.

👄What turns me on
Category: Comedy
Tags: What turns me on

    I get turned on by some funny stuff. I'm not really into like full blown kinkiness or at least I wouldn't consider myself to be a kinky person but I do have a few fetishes. Some of them are a little out of the ordinary. For instance I have this one fetish about being tied up  and thrown in the ocean and then rescued by a mermaid. I think this fantasy comes from when I was a kid and I used to dream of mermaids and always wanted to meet one. Well one day its gonna happen. Now don't go telling me mermaids don't exist. You don't know cause they are in fact real and as soon as I meet one I will prove it to you. As far as some of my other turn ons  I guess what really gets me excited is people who  tell other people to shut the fuck up. I love when a woman just looks at a man and tells him to shut his mouth. To me thats a big turn on because the woman seems assertive like a dominatrix or something. If she will be assertive in a conversation she will be assertive in the bedroom or so I  would like to believe.

There was a time when something inside me told me you where the one. Tags: angel

It came to me on a cloudy summers day. I looked at you and thought about everthing you had ever told me and who you where and who I was. I came to the conclusion tha I loved who you where more than I had loved anybody I had ever met. It meant alot to me to know that you felt the same. Thank you for sharing so much about yourself with me. Nobody has ever done that before. I never met anyone I felt so close to. If theres anything you ever need from me in life or ever else ask. For everything i have including my heart belongs to you for eternity. If we shall ever come to part I don't think I could go on living for in reality I would have no reason. You are my purpose.

Time is a dialectable derelict Tags: time essence

To fathom the fortrighteousness of time one has to contemplate the personification of forthwittial forthwittil. Time forthwittingly will only listen to the commands of its on inner personification to which there is no directional direction or so it would seem but on further inquisitories I have come to realize that there is a forthwittingly forthwittal of which time has pronounced and those commands seem to speak to the nature of to which time corresponds. To review these pronouncements for your own bemusement look at time as if you had it captured it  in a bottle. What would happen? We know on the inside of the bottle time would force the inner workings of the bottle to correspond to times diabolical commands. Causing everything to change to times everlescent rules. however on the outside of the bottle things would not change, everything would stay in constant neutrality or would it? The question remains if there was no time would things still be allowed to happen and if so at what pace and what would dictate the pace at which things would change. There seems to be no rule in place for the dictation of the pace change which takes place. So it would seem that time has decided that factor somehow within itself. There could be a correlation at which things change and the pace being dictated by physics and the amount the physical world can be allowed to change within its own accord of set boundaries. To actually find out one has to remove time from the equation. To do this stop time from affecting certain matter within a perimeter of set boundaries by reversing collataral change on said such matter. To do this look at matter that changes and at what pace it changes. At the same rate the matter has changed restore that matter forthwittingly back to it's original state. Now we have eliminated the change that takes place over time. Do we in fact have a matter in the same state as of which we have started? If that is the case then only time has been a factor but if the matter has been effected by something else other than time than we will know. 

A vibrant vibrance in time Tags: A vibrant vibrance in time

 There was a time I seen you for who you where. I didn't always. There where other times when things seemed so diffrent. I always wanted to trust you but there where times of uncertainty. I hope your who l always hoped you where. 

 

 

Free from time constraints Tags: Free from time constraints

 

 

 

There was a time when time did not matter. The thing that was an utmost relevance now was of no matter. The diffrence it made seemed miniscule and now it is constantly dictating everything that takes place before me. What is this thing that controls and makes everything manifest itself to its constraints and why and how does it do this. Time is nothing but the utmost miracle before us. Something that has always had to exist for anything ever to take place. There is no changing its course there is no variance in its absolute everlasting existance. To control time would be the utmost  crown jewel of all accomplishments if indeed it could ever be controlled. The only way I ever see time being manipulated to change its values is to speed up everything that time has interacted with. In order to do such a thing you would have to understand the nature of the objects in question and how they are effected by time. For instance a speeding car will slow down in time without constant force being distrubuted by the engine. To slow down the car one only has to take their foot off the accelarator and gradually time will do the rest but if you could freeze time at the speed at which the car was traveling then time would not  exist because the car would be traveling at a constant pace with time. At what speed time travels I'm not sure but it does move forward at a precise proponent. Even understanding the proponent that time moves at would be a major milestone. I think to understand the proponent at which time travels I think you would have to measure time against another absolute value of which their is only one and that is the speed of light. So the distance that light travels between two points in a given time is how to give an actual proponent to time. One an actual proponent is achieved one can concieve that time is not a variable but an absolute. An absolute that cannot methodically be adjusted from what we know of time now but in the future time may be able to be manipulated. To manipulate time a person would have to first gather a whereabouts of where in time they want to manipulate the proponent of time. Once that has been indicated to manipulate time look at the factors that keep time an absolute. As I see it there are several factors. One of the factors that keeps time an absolute is their is nothing physical with which you can inact something to make it change. So to inact something on something that has no physical attribute would seem an unlikely scenario. So to assume that time time has no physical attributes would be a devastating assertation that would seem to make the manipulation of time an impossible phenomonon. To me this seems an unlikely ascertation that time has no physical presence in the world in which we live and I think that if given a way to detect time one would find that time is in fact a physical proponent that can in fact be manipulated. In order to detect time we need to theorize what time is. To me time seems like an occurance that is happening all around us and everywhere in the universe. If time is everywhere than detecting time should be able to be done anywhere you have the right method of detection. My method of detection would start with a wave of strange proportions of which we have never seen or known of and it would encompass all kinds of diffrent particles that could be possibley propelling things forward through what is time as we know it. In order to start detecting these waves or particles I would look at very low level resonaters that can pick up wave lengths of all generalaties. A person can make a wavelength detector by performing flashlight over an empty space and looking for shadows on the ground where in the light has shined. Another way to make a wavelenght tester is by looking toward the horizon with nothing but your eyes and see if you see any kind of disturbance in the area of the sky and the space beneath it. If you do see some kind of disturbance then you know that something has made that disturbance happen.

 

 

There's a clause thats superficial

A superficial clause is causing us to be concerned with something that is neither factual or worrisome. soon There will be an enlightenmnet and all condolocences will be amended to the forthcoming forthwittal of forthrightness.  

the truth about time Tags: the truth about time

       I have looked at time many times and I have noticed a few components. There is a precise proponent that ushers in a manifestation. Whenever something new is going to happen you can look at that event which is about to take place and precisely predict exactly when it has started. Once you realize a manifestation has taken place you can precisely predict its out come. If you know that a manifestation has started to take place then you will know you are being guided through the realm precisely by the forces of an enlightenment. Throughout time this manifestation will remain constant starting with a beginning and an end and ending in a preconcieved enlightenment. Sometimes an enlightenment can take weeks and some times an enlightenment can take centuries. It depends on how many times that enlightenment has been benounced to the realm. 

 

Today was a a day of candid candice Tags: today was a a day of candid candice

  

    I looked upon myself with great enthiusasm. It was the beginning of the end. Today was a day of  importance because something somehow was going to happen that was going to change everything or so i thought but it hasn't happened yet. I am still waiting. when the enlightenment happens there will be a coming of the lord and everyone will see who I am. That will be the beginning of the end and a whole nother life for me. A new start being someone i have never been before all i can do now is wait.

 

 

 

nothing Tags: nothing

I suspect a suffcient of sufficence of suffiacantel suffiance of suffiance of absurdity of absurdanace. In all actual actuality there is an actual actuality of actualityness in retrospect to the retorospective respect in which every person who has an intellectual intellect can see that the world is a prominance of prominance in which the order will reside as long as the order is maintained. Once that order is relinquished chaos will ensue. For chaos to be a calamity there only needs to be a perspectual perspective of perspectance that escalates the chaos to that height. What would cause that is a person or persons in the realm of the realmatical realmatics looking beyond thier own existance to the existance of there forfathers to see what has become of thier existance. If you look at your own existance for what it is you will see that it is neither logical nor illogical for it makes all the sense of a sensimatical sensematic. As long as you have a reason for your own existance then it is fruitful for you to exist. Once that reason or reasons are gone you will no longer care whether it is you live or die. In the realm in which we live is a prospectus prospectant of prospectantin which all will ensue. To change the prospectus prospectus you need to look to the realm and see what the prospectus prospectant is and manifest it to your own liking. My own purpose of existance was to control the realm and then therefor make everything in it to my liking.

The conclusive conclusion Tags: The conclusive conclusion

In all actual reality the realm is manifested of certain procedural procedures that come forth frequently to forthrightous forthrightenous. In the place of predicament I have found that I can properly place things in the procedural sequence unbenowst to people of the realm. In order to conflict the conflictions you have to equate the equation of equationalness in to proper equations. Very simple but also very tedious. You do this by equating the equation into percise preciseness. An example of an equation would be a placement of perdicament of a certain event in which you wish it to be. The next manifestation I could manifest is a manifestual manifestation of manifests of a sequance of certainal circumstances. Put together a sequence by asking the sequence in order to manifest itself and then tell the manifestations to happen in frequence in which they will unfold.

The Unattainable future Tags: The Unattainable future

     If the future is a grain of sand and its falling through an hour glass nothing in the world can stop it. It will eniquivaocalby blind as to where its going when it comes to its rest it has befallen its fate and will remain where it lay for an eternity knowing nothing about itself or it's surroundings. I am that grain of sand. Nothing ever can change my destiny for only time here makes a diffrence.. To benounce the future is the only way to change ones fortune. The time it takes to make an equivical change remains the utmost mystery of the universe.

🤯In the eyes of myself Tags: In the eyes of myself

 

 

There where three men. All who seemed frightened. They stood on the edge of the canyon looking on as a fourth man tumbled to his death. We could have saved him said one of the men. He should have saved himself said another. The third man just look at them bewildered and brought a handgun to his own head and pulled the trigger. Blood spattered. The two men watched as he slumped to the ground. The first man screamed and the second threw himself to the side of the man on the ground. Why?!! he screamed. It was the only sound heard. Sobbing he looked at the man standing and said you did this! You and your frigging righteous speech about the lives we leave and the sacrifice we must make. Your the devil. I am not the devil said the standing man only the truth. The truth about what? The other man screamed. Your life he said and he jumped.

The man heard a ringing and he sat up slowly. It was over the dream but his thoughts where still on the side of the canyon. How did this happen. How did it all just fade away? The dream came and went in an instant leaving his mind boggled and his eyes heavy. I knew I was there thought the man but how? It was all to familiar the thoughts of how it could happen and then suddenly be gone. If this ever happens again thought the man then all is clear that it was in fact a premonition perhaps it was totally nonsense. I in fact have dreamed that dream many times but it has never appeared so clearly. The clearer it became the more like life it was. How could something vivid come out of my imagination? There are several people who could tell me thought the man. He hopped out of bed and walked to the shower. He turned on the water. As if it where the beach the sounds of the shower soothed his mind and he started to become more himself. I wonder he thought what kind of adventure today will bring. He dropped his draws and stepped into the shower. As if it where on cue the phone rang. He spattered water all over as he ran to it and picked it up.

I need you in early said the voice on the other end. Realizing it was his boss he immediately tensed. I'll be there he exclaimed. The boss replied thank you and hung up. I'm a nobody he thought as he hustled back to the shower. He washed and dried and dressed. No time for coffee he thought as he hustled out the door. The air was crisp as he looked down at the ground as he hustled to his jeep. It was a grand Cherokee and it was one of his prize possessions. He liked the sleek feel of the jeep while driving and he hoped it showed prestige. As he drove down the road he couldn't help thinking this is the worst day of my life. His job review was today and on his resume he had lied about several jobs he had held in the past. He had trumped up his job skills beyond his ability and was sure it was fairly obvious. Today is going to suck he thought, tomorrow could be a lot worse. I found myself lying he thought and I knew it was a bad idea but I just needed this job. Well if I do get fired he thought which is probably inevitable this jeep this jeep is going to be the first thing to go. The thought of selling the jeep brought a tear to his left eye. Without it he was stranded and he knew with no transportation life was going to be a hell of a lot more difficult. As he pulled up to the office building he regained his composure and stepped out of the jeep. If I get son of a bitching fired he thought I'll kill myself. He was an office worker and his main tasks where data entry and clerical work. His field was a medical receptionist and he had said he was the mathematical equivalent of an accountant. He knew when given a task of balancing the office budget he was in trouble but he thought he might be able to muddle through it. He had told his boss the budget might be slightly beyond his skills but when pressured he agreed it could be done. Son of a bitch he thought why didn't I just tell him then that I wasn't good at accounting. He knew that by the time he sees this budget he was going to be reprimanded. I am an ass wipe he thought. He lumbered into the office and took his spot at the front desk. He knew he should announce his presence to his boss but he wasn't quite ready to face the music. Looking over his first time sheet for the previous week he remembered he also called in Thursday to make a doctors appointment he had in the middle of the day.

His boss was a tall man and he entered the lobby and greeted the man. Oh hi Seth. Can you come into my office please. Seth nodded. Ya sure thing Mike he stammered and climbed out of his chair. He made his way around a copier and through the door into his bosses office. Mike I know what your going to say Seth stammered. Mike raised a hand and brought a finger to his lips. Seth you are perfect for the receptionist position but your a lousy accountant. I know stammered Seth. Now what am I going to do about this says Mike. You wasted two weeks on this dribble and it is completely useless he exclaims tossing the budget onto his desk. I'm sorry stammers Seth. I'm sorry I have no choice but to let you go says Mike. I can't use you for multiple reasons. Seth feels his face getting flush. But Mike Seth exclaims. No buts says Mike now clean out your desk. Seth begins to sulk. OK Mike he says as he stumbles out the door. Pick up your last check with Sally on your way out he says. OK says Seth. He gets to his desk and he feels tears rolling down his face. This sucks he thought. Son of a bitch what do I do now? He looked down at his belongings and he started to whimper. I'm completely fucked he told himself. My life is over. He searched for something to place his things in. It was a stupid mistake he thought. I just needed a job so badly. He found a bag and started filling it with his stuff. What the fuck do I do he thought. I got to figure out something. I'm behind on rent. My car payments due and I have no food in my fridge. If I have to go on welfare I'll die. He had been on welfare one time before and he remembered the embarrassment of going into the welfare office and standing in line for his food stamps. Besides that he thought if they repossess my jeep I'm fucked. This is a fine mess. He looked for Sally who was not at her desk. He finally came upon her gorging herself at the snack machine. Hi Sally he said. Hi Seth she stammered. I just got fired Seth conveyed. Oh jeez Seth I'm sorry exclaimed Sally. Mike told me to pick up my last check he told her. Those checks won't be in until Monday she replied. I know Seth said looking down but I thought Mike might have gotten it here sooner. I'm afraid he must of forgot she said. Seth started crying and said ok can you mail it to me? Sure honey said Sally. You ok? Oh I'll be all right he said as he hurried away. As Seth clamored down the stairs he felt an odd sense of failure not because he had lost his job but of his ability to talk himself out of every situation. It seemed when he was younger he could get himself out of trouble by just lying and making himself look pitiful. His mother a very kind lady would often believe his stories or let him off the hook due to her feeling sorry for making him upset. Seth cleared his throat bundled himself up and hurried across the parking lot to his jeep. He felt the weight of the world on his shoulders.. He started the jeep and laid his head on the steering wheel. He sat there for what felt like eternity. Finally he lifted his head and started driving. Half way home his phone rang. It was Jason the superintendent of his apartment building. Oh hi Seth he said in a stern voice. I'm just calling because your late with your rent. I understand Seth said I was just going to call you. I'm going to need a few more weeks Seth said. That's fine said Jason but your already two weeks late and if you don't pay it by then I'm going to have to evict you. Ok said Seth. He hung up the phone and brushed aside another tear. God why does this always happen to me he thought. He pulled up to his building and pulled into his designated parking spot. He knew he needed to find another job and fast. Now what he thought as the phone rang. He answered it in a very hushed voice said oh hi Mom. Hi honey how are you? I'm good said Seth. Hows work? she asked. Woks work Seth said. Well said his mother I just wanted to remind you your father is in town this week and he wants to see you. Let me give you his number. Seth said one second as he searched through the draw in the kitchen for a pen. Ok go ahead said Seth. Its 509-831-540. Make sure you call him Seth. He really wants to see you. Ok Mom I will he said. He opened the door to the closet to hang up his coat. Honey is everything OK? his mother asked. Ya Mom everything's great he stammered. Seth said goodbye to his mother and sat staring at the number. He hadn't seen his father in 15 years. Not since he moved to Canada with his new wife. Well he thought better late than never. He crumpled the number and tossed it into the trash. That son of a bitch will hear from me when hell freezes over he thought. Seth went into his room and collapsed on the bed.

 

He was standing on the edge of a cliff. He looked as if he where a statue, two men had just fallen over the side. He was alone and shivering. The cold cut through him like a knife. What the fuck do I do raced through his mind. Do I jump? He felt an uncontrollable urge to race off the cliff into the canyon. He leaped. It was to late.

Seth jumped out of bed. Damn he thought what time is it? I fell asleep. He knew it was dark. He glanced at the clock. It read 7:07. Morning or night he wondered. He walked to the kitchen and rummaged through the cabinet. Holy shit he thought I slept for 14 hours. He found some ramen noodles and boiled some water. What the fuck is this dream he thought. The phone rang. He looked down but didn't see it. He rummaged around for it and found it on the table beneath a pile of unpaid bills. Hello he said. Hi Seth it's Dad said the voice on the other end. Oh hi Dad Seth said emphasizing the Dad sarcastically. Seth I'd like to get together said his father. Dad I'm really busy Seth exclaimed. What you don't have time for a cup of coffee? his father asked. Its not the coffee I don't have time for said Seth. Fine Seth I understand but I'm only in town for a couple of days and I was hoping to see you. Dad if you really wanted to see me you could have called me 15 years ago Seth screamed slamming the phone against the wall. He smiled. Maybe now he'll get the message he thought feeling very satisfied. You just don't walk out of someones life for 15 years and then try to walk right back in he thought. Anyway who needs him. I just need one thing and that's a job. He grabbed the paper off the table and started searching through the job section. He stumbled across a dish washing job and circled it. Well there's one possibility he thought. He kept looking. Not much else seemed plausible and he decided to call on the one possibility he did find. He dialed the phone feeling rejuvenated. Hi he said to the voice on the other end. I'm calling about the dishwasher position. It's taken said the person. Son of a bitch he thought now what I'll have to go to the welfare office tomorrow he pondered. He couldn't sleep. Thoughts of a rescue raced through his mind. If I rescue myself from this I don't see how he thought. Now who's that leave? His mother he thought who was a chambermaid at a small hotel three towns over was in no position to help him. She could barely afford the one room shack she rented. His thoughts raced back to his father. Maybe he would help me he thought. The idea was ludicrous his father had walked out on him and his mother 15 years ago and not even bothered to call. An occasional letter would show up but they where always short with a note about how wonderful Canada was and how much he missed him. His father had called only once the day he graduated from high school. He said way to go kid you'll go far. It hadn't meant a lot to him at the time. His grandparents where all dead and his only uncle he had never spoke to. Ya he was going to have to figure a way out of this on his own.

Well it hadn't been the first time he had needed help and couldn't count on anybody. He practically raised himself since he was three. Dad was always off floozing it up with some bimbo while mom was working her tail off at some crummy job. Boy now that he was on his own he had a better life as far as amenities went. His one bedroom apartment complete with it's own eatery was well equipped. He had a nice sound system with a dual cd player and very loud speakers. Also in the form of entertainment he had an LCD television he rarely watched. He spent most of his time lounging by the computer searching through numerous ads for jobs and better apartments. Occasionally he would skim through the personals looking for an enticing beauty to spend time with. His last girlfriend dumped him when he couldn't satisfy her needs for material prosperity. It was a shot he couldn't believe. He always thought she was happy come to find out she was already looking to start a family and she had said she needed somebody with more financial stability. He knew it was coming when he found her crying the day before about the rent being late and the unpaid bills piling up on the counter. Her job at a convenience store and his lack of financial welfare where not enough to raise a family on. He wondered where she was right now. His thoughts turned to the passionate nights they had shared. How many times she had told him she loved him only to desert him.

Woman and him didn't seem to mix. His earlier high school days had been shattered by at least four relationships that didn't work out. It was always the same thing. They didn't like his non-controlled unorganized lifestyle and the way he thought of his future. Many of them had already discovered what they where to be how many kids they wanted and what they where going to want out of life. He was reckless and careless in their eyes. To many times he had ditched school to play pool with his friends at the local pool hall. He didn't care much for studies. Never had and never would he thought. He had never been a hustler but always wanted to be. The excitement that came when hustling a game of pool was intrinsic to him. He had watched many of the hustlers and had felt the rush of adrenaline as they had beaten their opponent and collected their quickly made cash. It was an art he had tried to learn but just couldn't seem to grasp the concept. Many of his friends also tried occasionally to hustle a game of pool to often in the end to realize that they had tried to beat the better player. Often hustlers will out hustle other players even when the player believes it is he who is doing the hustling. Losing money was not his forte so he had decided long ago to try and choose a more comfortable direction is which to earn his money.

Many people worshiped Seth at the pool hall due to his ability to stop by and bring his friends a friend they had not seen in a long time. He knew all he had to do was show up and he was an instant celebrity. God how he missed those days lounging around the hall with his friends. Talking about girls and sipping pale ale. We wanted everything to do with it but yet he wanted nothing to do with it. God damn he thought those where the days. It was all to often he found himself reminiscing about those days. If only one could turn back the clock he thought then I could relive my youth. Wow what a thought. The older I get the funnier it seems he thought.

Today could be the day I give in grab the old cue and go shoot a game or two thought Seth. Ah better not,to go there means to entice myself with that whole scene again. That means the chalk the cue and the drugs. The drugs that was the problem. Everybody at the pool hall used drugs. From the lucid marijuana cigarette to the high end smack or coke that could really rip your world apart. He new enough to stay away from the hard drugs even as a kid but dabble in the lighter stuff like the weed and coke. Eons had passed since he touched either or and he had no intention of backsliding. One sniff of the white stuff could cost him a week in a rehab. Las time he had sworn off drugs it took him months to get over the urges that accompany any habitual drug use. Time and time again he had thought drug use would encompass his life for only a moment and it ha lasted a term longer than any man could handle and stay on an even keel. To Seth the thought of a relapse was scarier than even the thought of homelessness and even starvation which had also faced several times throughout his life as an adolescent. Today is not the day to tempt temptation he thought. I got to pull it together and find a way to get through this he thought. Today was the last time this was gonna happen he vowed. I can't let the life of the old bring me back to falling into a stupor of stupidity. I won't let it he thought. Today I will put the past to rest forever he vowed. Do not let it bring you down again he told himself. Do not bring a page from the old book and insert it into the new you. When you do that your doomed to repeat the same story over and over again. Don't let it stay in your mind. Put it out now and don't let it creep back into your thoughts. Your mind is a temple that must remain uncontaminated by temptation. Please God help me remain sober throughout my life and help me maintain my sobriety. He took a breath. Today I need to bring myself to remain sober and tomorrow will take care of itself he said. He listened to his own breathing for a minute stood up and smiled. He felt better already. Sobriety was important to him and he knew above all else is he could stay sober things would turn around for him. Life throws curve balls a lot he thought. Just hang in there he told himself things will get better. Today he told himself was a bad day tomorrow could change everything. I could walk into something great he told himself just give yourself a chance to turn this around he thought. I need a drink creeped into his mind and he hopped out of bed and grabbed his pool stick. He hustled down the stairs and into his jeep. He drove the way to the local pool hall and pulled up outside. What do I have to live for anyway he told himself. God if God wanted me to be a straight arrow he would have given me a better life.

He shut off the engine and grabbed the stick opened the door and stepped out. The first sound he heard was a hoarse whisper. Never thought I would see you around here again my friend. Under the sign he noticed a man smoking. Not being able to see who it was Seth motioned for the man to move closer. Who's that? He replied. It's me Randy said the voice. Oh Jesus said Seth. Its been a long time Randy. It sure the hell has said Randy. Where the fuck you been? Asked Randy. Living up town said Seth trying to get my life in order. How'd you do? Replied Randy. Pretty shitty said Seth. Sorry to hear that man said Randy laughing. I guess your doomed to fail like the rest of us. I guess so laughed Seth. Well should we go in said Randy stomping out his butt. Might as well said Seth. Lead the way. As they walked in through the door the room erupted. Seth somebody screamed. Seth smiled instant celebrity status. This is the way it ought to be he thought. Shining through the room the lights from a flat screen TV flickered. Two people strode over to him big crooked smiles on their faces. Well I'll be said the first one. No kidding said the second. In the flesh said the third. That really is you said another. Ya it's really me replied Seth, good to see you. Ya it's good to see you too said the first grabbing Seth around the shoulders. Come on lets talk he said and led Seth to a table.

Seth sat on the left next to a machine that sold lottery tickets. How the hell you been? said his friend. I been ok. said Seth. How's everything with you? Not bad. said his friend. I missed you man. I missed you to. said Seth. He was talking to his friend since high school Bart Arod. You can't imagine whats changed around around here said Bart. Whats that? replied Seth. The owner Benny died said Bart. Benny died? Asked Seth. Heart attack said Bart. That's predictable said Seth. I could have pin pointed the cause 12 years ago. Ya I guess you could have said Bart. Hey you want a beer? he asked Seth. I thought you'd never ask Seth replied. He could feel the animosity building up as he surveyed the room. He saw about 15 people he knew and a few he didn't know. Its been a long time he thought. A real long time. Benny the previous owner had been a big man, almost 350 but had still managed to come in at least once a week and vacuum. This place looked like it hadn't been vacuumed in months. Good ole Benny he thought rest in peace.

Bart returned to the table with two large mugs of beer. To the average person it would look like enough of a glass to bring a drunken stupor to most but to Seth it looked like just a morsel of the amount he would consume in an average night at the oasis to him and his friend known as the bender. They often referred to Benny's as benders. The two had spent many nights talking and drinking in that same booth. Seth thought man as I grow old the old man grows cold. Benny had been like a father to him. Letting him drink and play pool long past closing time. Benny would often ask Seth for a hand cleaning up in exchange. The two had dreamed together many days and talked of the life's they would never have. To Seth Benny was a god. A man who had to him in his younger days seemed to have all that any man could ask. Benny had once told Seth “its not what you have that counts it's who you share it with that makes a difference.” . Seth at the time had thought those words of wisdom where some of the smartest words he had ever heard spoken. Ya Ben here's to ya he thought as he lifted the beverage to his lips and drank. He finished the beer in 6 big gulps and said to Bart “how about another friend?. “Sure thing.” said Bart and made his way toward the bar. Good old Seth Bart thought he sure knew how to party. He threw a coin in the jute box and played Foxy Lady. He knew it was one of Seth's favorites. It felt good to see his friend. He had feared Seth would never return. It had been seven years since he'd seen him. Seth had been one of his true friends throughout high school. More loyal than anybody in the world. When it came to be able to count on somebody he knew he could count on Seth. His absence had left Bart feeling hollow and he himself had started wondering if it was time to move on. People came and went but Bart had lingered on as a regular patron of Benny's due to his inability to grasp the concept of not returning and leaving behind everyone he had known practically his whole life. To Bart people he knew meant more to him than money or material prosperity. A good friend he thought is worth more than any amount of money and was irreplaceable. Seth was one of the best friends he had ever had and through thick and thin Bart knew Seth would never desert him. Until one day he did. It was a sunny day and Bart was laying on the sand at the town lake. Seth was standing on the shore starring out at the water. He had noticed Seth had been talking differently lately. He had been saying how he was going to get his life together. He had had enough of the hard partying and the lazy days of hanging out at the pool hall. He wanted a life free from the drugs and the booze. He wanted a wife a kid and a house in the suburbs. “That's all good” said Bart at the time “but your not cut out for the quite life” he had told him. “You gotta be where the action is.” “What action?” said Seth. “hanging out here with you?”. “Shooting pool at Benny's?” “Nothing ever changes.” said Seth. He had left that night for the east coast and had never came back. Must have been some trip thought Bart. He returned to the table with the beer and said “ so Seth whats new?”. “Nothing much but what's new with you?” said Seth. “I told you Benny died?” said Bart. “Ya you told me.” said Seth. “When did this happen?” “Last month.” said Bart. “The whole town was at the funeral.” “Sorry I missed it.” said Seth. “I bet you are” said Bart. He knew Benny had a soft spot for Seth. He had often said Seth was like his own kid. He knew Seth's father had left when Seth was young and he tried to be still upon Seth some of his life's wisdom. Seth on the other hand never left Benny's side when Benny was present at the pool hall. He liked the notoriety he received being Benny's best friend. Many people called him little Benny in Benny's absence due to Seth's always picking up and trying to maintain order. Good ole Benny thought Bart. The guy was a legend around the pool hall and everybody knew when it came to pool there was only one Benndino. He could out shoot anyone he had ever seen and even the old pro's swore he was the best. Can't beat him they would always say and whenever some hot shot thought he was the best they would say play that guy and then tell me who is the best. They all fell to Benny. The guy was top notch thought Bart.

“ Well you want to shoot a game?” said Seth. “Nah” said Bart. “I'm tired of pool”. “Why do you?”. “That's why I came.” said Seth pointing to his stick. “Well have at it.”said Bart. “I'll watch from here.” “Ok” said Seth grabbing the stick and plopping out of the booth. He walked to a vacant table and grabbed a rack. He started racking balls. A voice from behind him said “I'll play you Seth” It was Rusty. “You break” said Seth. “Sure” said Rusty. He chalked up his stick and screwed the cue ball into the felt on the table, a practice Rusty hated. It ruined the felt but it was a ritual. He slammed the ball into the multi-colored triangle and watched as the balls sprang across the table. “Nice break” said Seth as he carefully chose his shot. He sank the seven ball in the side pocket and said “I'm solids”. “Noted” said Rusty. Seth shot in three more balls before he missed. Rusty whistled and said “I can see your out of practice.”. “Sure am” said Seth. “Sure am”. Rusty cleared the table and smiled. “Nice game” he said. “Sure nice game” said Seth. He felt miserable all of a sudden. Why did I come here he thought. This place hasn't changed in ten years. Same old faces he thought. “Yo Rusty” he said “how about a rematch?” “Sure” Rusty said and started racking the balls. Damn Seth thought I used to be able to kick Rusty's but. That's one thing that's different. Good for you he thought you finally learned a solid bank shot Rusty, good for you. He screwed in the cue ball and slapped it hard towards the triangle. He sunk a striped ball and said “stripes”. “Gotcha” said Rusty. He looked on as Seth cleared the table. Not bad Rusty thought. “I'm sure you couldn't have done that without that nice cue your using.” “Probably not.” said Seth. The stick was a masterpiece of mahogany it had cost him six hundred bucks and was one of his prize possessions. No matter what he knew to play a good game you had to have a good stick. “I bought this at Barrbaras” he said. “I know” said Rusty “I've seen it before”. Rusty was shooting with a house cue and it was slightly bowed at the tip. “Try shooting that good a game with one of these.” he said. “Sure” said Seth. He knew his game would suffer with a house cue but figured if Rusty was using a house cue then he would too. He picked up a cue off the wall and rolled it on the table. Satisfied he motioned Rusty back to the table who had staggered to the table to talk to Bart. “I'm ready” said Seth. “You wanna break?” “Nah you go ahead” said Rusty and clambered back over to Bart. The two where talking in hushed tones leaning over onto the table. Rusty was pointing toward Seth and saying something he couldn't hear. That's ok thought Seth let them talk. It doesn't bother me none. He had known Rusty almost as long as he's known Seth. Neither shared any love for the other but still maintained a mutual respect. Rusty had been one of the reasons Seth had not returned to the pool hall. His cocky manor and bad attitude where a major turn off to Seth. Seth had once told Bart that Rusty was a major tool and his lack of respect for his friends would be his downfall. In time you will get used to him said Bart. He was one of Rusty's supporters. Seth to this day could barely tolerate him. He racked the balls and broke the triangle and waited for Rusty who was still talking to Bart. He finished his conversation and ambled back to the table to take his shot. “Bart Tells me you been living up town” said Rusty. “That's right” said Seth and watched as Rusty cleared the table. “Nice work.” said Seth “you wanna play another?” “Ya why not?” said Rusty. “I got time to play a lot of games if you want.” He started raking balls and looked at Seth. “Where ya been anyway?” said Rusty. “Not far.” said Seth. “I told you I been living up town.” “ I know what you said.” said Rusty “but I haven't seen you in dam near seven years” “I know” said Seth. Rather than get into his reasons for staying away he said “I been busy.” “Busy doing what?” said Rusty. “Working.” said Seth. “Where do you work?” said Rusty. “Nowhere” said Seth “They let me go this morning.” “That sucks” said Rusty. “I knew it was coming” said Seth . “Well what where you doing?” said Rusty. “I was an accountant” said Seth. “Really?” said Rusty. “I never figured you for an accountant type”. “There's probably a lot of things you don't figure about me” said Seth. “You will find out I'm full of surprises”. “I bet you are” said Rusty and looked threateningly at Seth. Seth knew the look well. He had tangled with Rusty before. Rusty was always looking for a fight and it didn't look like much had changed over the years. Seth on the other hand would rather avoid conflict. He had spent a lifetime backing down from Rusty. This occasion was no different. He smiled at Rusty and said “so what else is new around here Rusty? “Nothing much” said Rusty cooling his jets. He looked down “Benny died” “I heard” said Seth. “Ya I figured you probably did”. said Rusty. “Bart just told me” said Seth. “He was a good man.” said Rusty. “That he was.” said Seth.

He was on the edge of a cliff. His thoughts raced. He knew it was a futile battle. He succumbed to the urge he leap-t.

Seth sat up. It was night. Two days ago he had been on top of the world. Now it seemed his world was crashing down around him. He had knew it was a mistake to go to the pool hall. A night of meaningless drinking swearing and pool shooting had done nothing for him. It just established in his own mind his reasons for not going back. Rusty was still an asshole Bart was still a drunk an Benny's was still a dump. Back to the grind Seth thought. He opened the fridge grabbed a coke and sipped it slowly. What the fuck am I gonna do he thought. If I don't find a job I'm screwed. He grabbed the paper. The same job he had circled earlier gleamed out. What the fuck is this he said. Assembly read the ad. Ok said Seth. I'm good at assembling things. He grabbed the phone and dialed. “Hi” he said to the voice on the other end. “I'm calling about the assembly position.” “Hang on said the voice” “Gary” he heard the voice say “Its about the job.” “its taken” he heard the person say and the phone hung up. Son of a bitch thought Seth I got to find something. He knew he was in a tough boat. No job, no money and an ever looming debt that keeps growing. Damn Seth thought why does everything have to be so difficult. Life used to be easy. Now it was impossible. Seth knew there was one hope. He hoped to find a job by Thursday allowing him to pay his rent by the following week and therefore avoiding eviction. He knew if he didn't have the money by then eviction was immanent. He hoped there was hope failure seemed likely and his spirits where low as he dialed another number. “Hi I am calling about the pesticide position.” Seth said. “Do you have pesticide experience?” Said the person on the other end. “No” said Seth “but the ad says willing to train.” We have twenty-seven applicants, many who have experience.” said the person. “I understand said Seth “thanks for your time” he said and he hung up. This is crazy thought Seth. Every job is either taken or has so many more qualified applicants. “I'm never gonna find a job” he mumbled. Instead I'll get evicted and have to move home with my Mom if she'll have me he thought. Their relationship had been a rocky one up until the days he had moved out. His mother had been very disappointed about his past failures in school, his lack of commitment to his studies and most of all his frequenting the pool hall. His mother who had been a chambermaid most of her adult life had wanted more for Seth. She had tried to instill in him her own values and virtues. Seth who had been resilient in becoming a successful student had often received tongue lashings for forgetting to do his homework, failure to perform on tests and ditching school entirely. Seth regretted his lackadaisical approach to school in his earlier days and wished he had taken his studies more seriously. He said if he could do it all over he would concentrate more on his school work and less time hanging around with friends. Seth knew his mother was right and he resented his attitude toward her when she would pester him to take school seriously. Seth knew his relationship with his mother would never recover. He had once told her to “leave him the fuck alone”. Then he had meant what he said but today he regretted his attitude and resented himself to the high heavens for ever speaking those words. His mother was a good person who meant well. To her he had chosen the wrong direction in life and she had told him once “She didn't have the time or the energy to try and change him.” They still talked but he knew she was disappointed in him. He had tried to show here he had changed but it often felt like to little to late. Even so he knew if his landlord threw him out he could count on her for a place to sleep and food to eat. Good old Mom he thought. God bless her soul. Seth waited five minutes for the coffee to brew. He made a cup and added sweetener. Its all to easy to easy he thought to give up and run home to Mom than to look for a job. He grabbed the paper and circled another job. Well if I do find a job I can always find a new apartment he thought. If I lived here until the end of the month and moved out of the city I could probably save some money.

Seth looked through the paper or another job prospect. If I don't find something I know what I'm gonna do he thought. I'll go to the pool hall and hustle pool all day. He laughed at the absurdity of the thought. When he was young it seemed possible almost plausible, now the thought was so ironic that he actually laughed at the notion. Ya me hustle pool he thought. That's a good one. Any good pool hustler knows to hustle pool you need to be an unknown and I know everybody in that joint. Besides that thought Seth I'm not really good enough to hustle pool. I would lose my shirt in even the remotest of pool halls. He knew that a hustler was the least person you would suspect to be able to shoot pool and often trying to hustle a game of pool resulted in being hustled by a better hustler. To be the best took years of non-stop practice but alas thought Seth no matter how good there was always somebody better. I knew Seth thought if I tried to hustle the wrong person I was at risk to lose a lot of money and I still fell for the act of Jake and Seth. Those two worked me over like I was a first class fool Seth thought. Seth came in acting stupid and I took him for a hustler. When we started playing in walks Jake and starts making fun of Seth. I thought he was trying to challenge him to a game so I said I'll step aside and let you two play. When they had played he had looked on. As he assumed Seth won every game. Seeing an opportunity he waited until the game was over and asked Jake for a game. Jake looking sheepishly hesitantly agreed. Seth said “care to make a wager?” Seemingly flushed with cash Jake reluctantly agreed. By the third game he knew he had been hustled. It cost him six hundred bucks to learn a valuable lesson. Be the best or stay home. A hustler lurks in every pool hall and only the best survived. He had tried to be the best to no avail. He found out it takes more than practice to be the best it also takes an understanding of human nature to be successful as a pool hustler. He had wanted to hustle pool but knew he didn't have what it takes. Disappointed he realized pool shark was not in his future. There's got to be something I can do Seth thought. He planned to go business to business tomorrow filling out application after application. Maybe something will turn up Seth thought. He wanted to go to bed but did not feel tired. He stared out the window for several hours watching the scene on the corner directly adjacent his apartment. He noticed several people leave the building and head across the street to the package store. Feeling a twinge deep down he felt the urge to go down to the pool hall and have a couple beers. Not much else to do he thought on a night like this. He watched as cars came and went through the intersection. Suddenly feeling like a caged animal Seth looked around for his pool stick. Realizing he must have left it in the jeep he grabbed his jacket and headed out. He was three miles from his house when he started having second thoughts. The rumble of the jeeps engine soothed his mind as he drove.

Today will be the first day of my life he thought. Who needs Benny's or any of those assholes. I can do fine all on my own. Life's a destination not a journey or actually the other way around he thought. I'm as close to an epiphany as I can get he realized as he turned the jeep around. The only thing I have going for me is my wits and I better keep them safe and sound for now he thought. Someday I will look back on all this and laugh he said to himself with as much confidence as he could muster. Today is the day. The day that changed it all. He had been thinking to himself almost in a trance. He suddenly realized he was driving in the wrong direction on the wrong side of the road. The jeep veered out of control as he jerked the wheel to the left to avoid an oncoming car. Son of a bitch thought Seth moments before he slammed into the guard rail.

He looked at what was left of his jeep. The damage was bad. The right front fender was crumpled inward and the tire was bent inward. Just great he thought this jeep won't even make it home. He sat on the side of the road waiting for the tow truck. Mother fucker he thought this is all I fucking need. He thought about his predicament. A tow was not gonna be cheap. He checked his wallet. Eighty nine dollars and nothing in the bank. Wonderful he thought just wonderful. The tow truck got there in less than an hour. A fat guy lumbered out. “Hi” he said. “Hi” said Seth. “Sorry about your jeep” he said. “ Ya it totally sucks” said Seth. “Well lets get it hooked up” he said and he was back in the truck moving it into position. He nodded at Seth and Seth got into the jeep and turned the wheel. He heard a thump and felt the front of the jeep rising. He got out and the driver got out and hooked up the chains. “Where to?” he said Seth gave him the address and climbed into the front of the truck.

They drove for about an hour and stopped in front of Seth's building. “How much do I owe you” asked Seth. “Hundred bucks” said the driver. Seth could feel his face getting flush. “I only have eighty nine dollars” he said. “Well if that's all you got then that's all you got” said the driver. Seth dug out his wallet and handed over the cash. “Thanks” he said. “Your welcome” said the driver. He lowered the jeep and unhooked it. Seth waved and he drove off. Great he thought I am so fucked. He went up to his apartment and collapsed on the couch. How the hell did this happen he thought. He laid there for what seemed like hours pondering what to do. He decided to call the insurance company he had for the jeep. He looked up the number online and dialed. “Hi” he said. “Hi” said the voice on the other end. “I got in accident with my jeep” Seth said. “Who was involved?” ask the rep. “Just me” said Seth. “What happened” ask the rep. “I ah.. hit the guard rail” said Seth. “What caused you to do that” said the rep. “I ah.. fell asleep” said Seth. “Ok” said the rep. Let me check you coverage. There was a brief pause and then the rep said “I see you have compulsory insurance, no collision”. “What?” said Seth. He had remembered he had only put compulsory insurance on the jeep but he was hoping they would make an exception. “That's right said the rep compulsory only no collision. That's great thought Seth and he threw the phone across the room. I can't believe the jeep isn't covered he thought god damn am I screwed. I guess I'm walking he thought. I just really can't believe this.

He woke up early and started planning out his day. First things first he thought I need to figure out how I'm going to get around. He knew the bus schedule so he thought that's gonna have to be the answer. Depending on public transportation was such a nuisance that he couldn't stand the thought of it. The buses ran on an hourly schedule so waiting at the bus stop for an hour for the next bus was annoying and a extreme waste of time. It takes forever to get anywhere he thought but I don't see how I have any choice. He gathered up what strength he could muster dropped his coffee cup in the sink grabbed his jacket and strode out the door. His first stop was going to be a car lot where they might be looking for a lot attendant. Somebody to wash cars and move things around. Perfect he thought if they just hire me on the spot. I can't afford to wait a month to find out if I got the job or not. I need something fast. He strode into the dealership and asked for a job application. “Where not hiring said the manager” “Ok” said Seth and left the same way he came in. Where to next he thought. He walked about a half mile down the road and he saw what looked to be a coffee shop. What the hell he thought can't hurt any. He walked in through the front door and greeted the man behind the counter. “Hi” he said. “I would like a job application” The man looked sternly at Seth and reached under the counter and pulled out a piece of paper that looked crumpled and old. “Here ya go” he said. “Thanks”. Seth said and he wandered over to one of the tables to fill it out. He wrote his name past job experience and his phone number. He looked it over decided it was correct and handed it back to the man. “Ok” said the man “if we need anybody we'll call you”. “Thanks” said Seth. Decided that was it and turned around to walk out. “You have any experience” the man asked. “In coffee?” asked Seth. “In waiting on customers.” said the man. “No not really” said Seth. The man looked at him and said well we could use somebody early mornings Monday through Friday 5 to 1. “That would be great” said Seth. Ok said the man “you can start tomorrow morning”. “I'll be here” said Seth. “Don't be late” said the man. Seth walked out of the coffee shop and felt reinvigorated. He had done it. He ha found a job and it starts tomorrow. Wonderful he thought. This could be the beginning of a whole new life for me he thought.

    Seth walked slowly back to his apartment building. He thought about everything that had happened. Good God he thought is this really all there is? Making coffee in some run down little diner. Well if that's all I can do then that's all I can do thought Seth. Its just gonna have to do for now. He went upstairs to his apartment and sank down onto the couch. He played his messages from his machine. Nobody called. Good thought Seth I guess he got the message. It was 4:30 in the afternoon and he felt exhausted. God damn he thought this is some mess I got myself into but at least I have a job so I know I won't starve. He decided to go take a nap and he went into his room and laid down on the bed. Good riddens to this day he thought and he closed his eyes. Things where flying bye him and he knew he was falling. He fell for a very long time. He finally felt himself come to a stop and he just lay there motionless. Is it over he wondered? Am I dead? He felt his body but wasn't sure it was still a part of him. He tried to get up. He realized he was rising but not all of him. His body still lay on the floor of the canyon but he was up above it floating in space. Damn he thought I guess I am dead. Well that's that he thought feeling a twinge of relief. He wondered what to do next Should I stay here he pondered or should I try to leave. He couldn't see any reason to remain in the canyon with his motionless body. He rose higher and higher until he could see around him for miles. Now he thought where should I go? He decided to visit his mother and try to explain and console her about his death. He started moving in the direction he thought was her house. This is neat thought Seth I just go to think the direction I want to go and I automatically head in that direction. Well he thought this couldn't take to long and he urged himself on faster. All the sudden there was a blinding flash of light and he found himself floating outside his mother's house. He decided to go in and he floated into the one room shack. He didn't see his mother and he thought she must still be at work. That's fine he thought I'll just wait. He looked around and felt saddened by the shape of the place. His mother was very poor and her house was a very meager living situation. Poor Mom he thought. She never stood a chance. His mother worked hard but could never earn enough to raise her own standard of living. Well he thought it's an existence even if it is a bad one. It's more than I have he thought realizing again that he was dead. I wonder how shes gonna take it he thought. I'm really all she has left. He started crying at the thought.

    He looked around. He felt total despair. He thought about the past and the people he was leaving behind. It all came rushing back even his early childhood. He remembered the birthday parties he had had as a kid. The world seemed magical back then before he became aware of the turmoil and despair his life was made up of. God he thought what did I have to live for my life was completely miserable. Why keep going. He felt relieved it was over. Time to move on. His thoughts moved to the future. What now he thought. Something has to happen. This can't go on like this forever. He cried for what seemed like a long time and then he heard the door. His mother was entering the apartment. She looked tired and weary and her clothes where a mess. She came in and sat down on the couch a foot from where Seth was sitting. He looked at her and thought how different she looked. He hadn't seen her in months. He tried speaking to her but the words wouldn't come. “Mom” he finally stammered. She didn't look towards him and he realized that she couldn't hear him. He touched her arm but got no response. He felt even worse now. How was he going to explain to her what happened. He felt ashamed about how he had talked to her the last time they spoke. He had acted like a jerk. It wasn't her fault his father had decided to walk back into his life after so many years of being gone. He didn't know what he was going to say to her he just knew he had to tell her he's sorry. He waited a couple of minutes then decided to leave. He hoped she wouldn't be to upset. He walked out of the apartment and floated down the street. Well he said I might as well see what else I can do.

He awoke in a turmoil god damn he thought what the heck happened. Then he remembered he was dreaming. He looked around the room. It was dark and he wondered how long he'd been sleeping. He looked at the clock it was 9:30. God damn 4 hours he thought now I am going to have to get up and have dinner. He started out to the kitchen. As an after thought he looked down at this clothes. First change he thought. He went to his closet and rummaged through his clothes. Nothing was appealing at the moment. He finally grabbed an old pair of sweats and a t shirt. He quickly changed and went into the kitchen. Whats there to eat he thought. He rummaged through the cabinet and found a box of pasta. He got a pot from the cabinet and boiled some water. First thing in the morning he thought I am going to have to call the land lord and explain the situation. He has to give me more time he thought. Where the heck am I suppose to go? He ate hurridly and then went back to his room and lay down again. I hope I can get some more shut I before I have to wake up for work he thought. I don't want to be a zombie on my first day of a new job..

    There seemed little he could do to squelch the feelings of remorse  his life seemed like a distant memory. He was glad it was over but he still had an overwhelming feeling of despair in him. He looked around at his  surroundings and noticed he had gone a long way. He was several miles from his mother's apartment. He was traveling towards Benny's at an alarmingly suprising speed. He wondered how his old friends would react to his death. He wanted to say goodbye but didn't know how. He sailed into Benny's and he heard what sounded like laughter. It was hilarious he heard someone say. It sure was said another. Remebering the good times said a third. To Benny they said in unison and they all drank. Seth watched for what seemed like hours. He didn't want to leave he had to much of a sense of belonging. He waited for what seemed like an extremly long time . He suddenly had the urge to leave. He realized Benny's would always be Benny's dry dull and boring. Same old boring stories same old  monotounous routine. He got up and floated out the front door. What did I ever see in that place he thought. He started floating around aimlessly looking at the town he grew up in and feeling nostalgic. Well it wasn't that bad he said. He felt like his world had collapsed but he looked back at his life in remorse feeling like it was pointless and there was no way he was going to miss it. He woke up startled to find he was in his apartment. I can't believe I was dreaming. It seemed as real as can be he thought. He sat up and thought about the dream. I wonder what brought that  on. He looked around. The room was still dark.  I have to think something about these dreams means something he thought. He waited until he was fully awake and climbed out of bed. I got to get going he thought. I don't want to be late on my first day. He dressed and exited the apartment and walked the mile and a half to the coffee shop. He got there just as they where opening. Good morning Seth said to the owner. Hey Seth he stammered. Grab an apron and start washing the tables. Seth walked behind the counter and grabbed an apron. He put it on then grabbed a towel and headed over to the tables. He began wiping them down. 

    

    

 

 

 

 

 

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About me

Gender MALE
Occupation I'm a smoother. I smooth things out .
Location Boston, Massachusetts, United States
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Introduction Ya its me Dw Destroy. Here is some facts about me. I like to write.I like to read.I like to listen I like to talk alot. People are always telling me to shut up. I don't listen. Anyway since I've talked so much since I was a kid I have gotten real good at it. You should hear me talk its amazing. It really goes to show how good you can get at something if you practice. To all my love fans out there (and I know there's a lot)sorry this guy is taken.
Interests i got intrests just they intrest me and im sure your not intrested.
Favorite Movies I would say Blood City Blues if I had to choose.
Favorite Music Sounds that come the joy of your car not starting first thing in the morning. My next favorite audio collection is sounds made by people while writing out bills.
Favorite Books The pirate story I wrote. Its my favorite cause I wrote it.

 

Where would you go if you got kicked out of your country?

 

I Dedicate This To My Dog Socks Without Whom I Could Never have Come This Far Tags: I Dedicate This To My Dog Socks Without Whom I Could Never have Come

Here is the funny thing about life. You never really know where it is your going.You know where you wanna go.You might do things and make decisions that you think will get you there. But it isn't entirely up to you is it? Somewhere along the line you have to rely on somebody else to do what you want them to do to make what you want to happen, happen and this is when things get all F'd up. 

Nobody makes it easy on you do they. This rough road causes some to use the excuse "hell if people would just give me the money I wouldn't have to kill them. Killing people isn't easy its hard dam work but it is the only way your gonna get some people to stop holding out. Ya ya you can build things and gather things that people will trade their valuables or their money for but if you want their last dollar you gotta take it." 
There not serious about the killing or the taking of course but seriously What is wrong with the world? Their opinion "lets face it men, there is not enough around to go around so you better get yours before I get mine. Once I get mine all the gotten can be forgotten cause its all gone. I will be consuming what I have gotten as fast as I can. There will be nothing left therefore if you want yours better hurry. As soon as I'm done talking I'm starting. Do you follow me? Are you picking up what I'm putting down? I hope so because for those of you who missed the boat there will be no make ups for this test. The curriculum will not be reviewed if you have questions don't ask." 
A small bird once told me. Excuse me sir but if your brain was much smaller you wouldn't have all these problems. I think that was probably the theory behind the George W. Bush elections. Anyway on to my next point. What was the point of this? Dam if you don't know that sucks because I was hoping you would explain it too me. As far as I can tell their is no point therefore a point without a point does not exist. This may have never even happened and probably didn't. If I have wasted any of your time I am sorry, please see me within the next .5 seconds for a full refund. Complaints made after this time will result in lost time. If you have lost your time the only way to recover it is to read this backwards.Good luck.
The story Elijah and Ellen
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The story of Elijah and Ellan. This is the story of Elijah and Ellan. Ellan is a beutiful temptress and Elijah is a dutiful servant of Ellan's. Together the pair fell in love and soon became a duo of in excessible excession. They frolicked in the sun under the rare occurance of rain they took shelter in the arms of each other. One day while hiding from the glares of the sun under an oak tree that provided an abundance of shade they looked into each others souls and realized there where no people suited for each other then the two of them where suited for each other. They basked in the notion that they where the most two compatible souls on the planet. As they where thinking this a giant unforseen acclamaited acclamation occurred. The planet began to tremble and shake beneath them and the stars came out. The sun hid amongst the clouds and everything from start to finish began to take shape. There where huge explosions and giant surges of wind and rain. The two began to run for their shelter knowing at the exact moment the trembling and violent agressions of unacclaimated weather started that they most likely wouldn't make it to see another sunrise. The planet was exploding with molten lava and the tempertures where unbearable as for the two of them could remember they had never seen a winter climate and didn't expect they ever would. The planet had been warming out of control since thier early childhood and it was far beyond repair. This new weather occurance was the last of many and everybody knew the end was near. Now it had finally arrived. As they tore of in the direction of thier shelter they held hands refusing to let go the hand of the other no matter how trementulous the weather got. They finally arrived at thier resting point when the world violently exploded in one huge burst of brilliance and dazzle that any one alive to witness it would have been amazed but this time the planet made its final finally unseen by anyone thier was no one left alive to see the rapture of its ultimite demise. Elijah awoke in a strange place. This is not his home he realized upon opening his eyes. I am some place strange. The thoughts provoked his mind in ways that where sure to beriddle anybody whomever had a coherent notion. Where the hell am I he thought. This isn't any place I have ever been or any place beknowst to me. This is place of bemusement of course but I wish to be back with Ellan in my nest or out on the water enjoying the company of my companion. Not here in this well, whatever it was. Well I'm here he thought I might as well find out where the hell here is. He looked at his surroundings trying to determine what it is he could about them. He mused that people where afoot and none of them where dressed in any way he had ever seen. What the gods name are they wearing he wondered. They where dressed as if to hippcrosize the others and where bemusing at tthe notion or so it seemed. He noticed his own clothes where all so difrent and he was dressed similiar to the people around him. Ah, where am I? He stammered. You know where you are said one of them. Your on planet Entoine and you with the people who found you first. That is us said one of the others. The first to claim you. Claim me? said Elijah. You can't claim me I'm a person and therfor can't be claimed. Well it so has it you can be claimed stammered the man and we have done just that. Well fuck you said Elijah. Nobody is claiming me. Well fuck you said the man but you have been claimed and grabbed Elijah by the arm grasping him brutaly. Get your damn hands off me screamed Elijah and struggled to free himself. The man who had grabbed him slapped him hard. You listen motherfucker your mine I own you and you do as I say. I what? asked Elijah. You heard me said the man. Now on with your ass. and pulled Elijah in the direction he was heading. Where are you taking me? asked Elijah. Where going to your new quarters and you better get used to it. You cause me any problems and you will soon meet your demise. Fine said Elijah realizing he was outnumbered out strengthed and out gunned. Thats right said the man right this way. He half dragged half manipulated Elijah down a galley of old huts and taverns that looked as if the likes of them where never maintained and half the people the owned them never moved the crap that was laying around them. This is great thought Elijah where the fuck am I and who are these assholes that are ordering me about. I need to get the fuck out of here. This is no place for me I'm nobodies servant. He stammered to the man. Where are you taking me? You will see soon enough said the man. As they walked on Elijah noticed some bums sitting outside the refuge of an old building. What the fuck you got there one of them asked the man dragging Elijah. Gots me a new slave.He just came from that planet that exploded. Well I'll be exclaimed the bum. Ain't you lucky. I sure am said the man dragging Elijah. Wish I had found me one of them exclaimed the bum. Well this one heres mine said the man and hes a keeper. Fine said the bum and went back to talking and conversing with the other bums in the vicinity. You could at least tell me where your taking me said Elijah. I told you I'm taking you to your quarters said the man and we are gonna be there in ten minutes. Now keep walking. They walked at a brisk pace now with the man pulling in this direction or that several of the men who where with him when Elijah awoke where following only a few steps behind. They arrived at a house in a clearing that look dilapitated to say the least. Your gonna live in the basement said the man and dragged Elijah down an embankment towards an old rusty door. The man opened it and threw Elijah into the opening. Elijah stumbled but landed up right still on his feet. Goddamit he exclaimed. Shut the fuck up the man yelled and slammed the door behind him. Elijah looked at his surroundings. Well I'll be he thought this is a straight up dungeon. He looked from left to right and noticed nothing on the walls he looked up an noticed the cieling was cracked and dirty.

today was a day of dismal despair Tags: today was a day of dismal despair

Things have gone down hill drastically now for a very long time. We seem to be some what defeated but yet i know we still have some power and prominance. We are fighting an up hill battle and there is no way forward from here from what i can see. We are trudging along a path that goes nowhere.

The life that I lead Tags: The life that I lead

I am a person that lives the life of a afformentioned aspiration of  afffluence. I can be very persausive and very intimidating. I mean  you no harm. I am here to have fun and enjoy the company of others. 
If you know me then you know the future is ours. Time is the only thing between us and certain greatness. Come fourth and announce yourself for I am very friendly and always willing to make new friends.

dating forum
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todays afformentioned afformentions are yesterdays afflunetial affluences Tags: todays afformentioned afformentions are yesterdays afflunetial affluences

In yesterdays affluential afflunences there was a personification that brought everything to the forefront. That personification is still present and withstanding a remanant of remsical remnantification. In order to become who we need to be there has to be an equivical equivalent of equivalence that will bring about the utmost utterfication of utterfications.

today is the essence of essification Tags: today is the essence of essification

I see something in the amist of the persona of the affluential affluence he is something of a card shark. He act like nothing is going on but he is looking at many people doing very many things.

today is a dismal day of dismay
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I have but the time the time to move slow from now the time moves forward and never goes back. When i look at where the time has gone I realize there is nothing there but a point that has passed. Once you pass a point in time you shall not return to the point. Not now or in the future but  know that somewhere in time that that point does still exist. To go from point to point seems pointless and I have yet to determine the point. I wonder if there is even a point to determine. If you determine there is no point then why would you continue but i guess its not like we even have a choice. Time stops for no man. I guess I will just keep on moving forward through this pointless existance searching for some kind of meaning. I still have to say point or no point it has been quite the experience.

⚔️The Greatest Warrior of All Time
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Today i conquered and beat all adverseries there where to beat. Tomorrow new adversaries will arise. I will be ready, there is never a shortage of enemies who wish to dethrone me from the top of the world. I didn't get here by being passive and yeilding to the oppostion. I got here by defeating them both mentally and physically and in entiriety.

In a time of desilute despair
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     There was a time when I was in desilute despair. The only thing I had was me myself and I to fall back on. I looked at the person who was my opponent and I knew one of  us was going to die and I was going to do everytrhing I could to make dam sure it wasn't me. I pulled my six shooter from its holster and aimed at the guy looking at me  about 30 yards away. He also went for his gun and in lightning speed he was laid sprawled out on the dirt bleeding and moaning. I had heard a shot but new that it had come from my own gun. He never even got a shot off. I was unscathed and again undeafeted. Anybody who ever tried to kill me was dead and their where over 30 who had tried and failed to kill yours truly.

People of the detrimental detriment
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There are people who have a detremental detriment and it makes them feel like they are being put aside and forgotten. People with this issue need to look to the forthdrawn conclusion of conclusions to bring them past the brink of uncertainty and into the know. Once they have been brought into the know they will realize it is not that they have been put aside but that other people don't know who they are. Once people realize who they are then people will come to accept them and will relinquish the feelings of not knowing who this person is. Once that happens the person can put aside their feelings of being forgotten and can rejoice in the feeling of togetherness they have by being part of the group.

 

to look and see whats there nad to guide it towards your own forseeable future

There was a time when i wouldn't even consider the prospective prospective of prospectiveness but now i look at it like i know its real. I see things diffrently. I see the future not as a certainty but something that can be changed and manipulated. I move the pieces forthwittingly into place and i watch as the mynichial myniachs take place before me.

Today was the day of proetic proeticism Tags: Today was the day of proetic proeticism

Today was the day there was a proetic proeticism, We looked at what had become of the realm and declared an unknown a unclunclusive conclusion that really gives us any answers. We need to start at the beginning and determine how it is we have arrived at the point we are at. To do this look back upon all that has happened and draw a conclusion as to where you think we are now. If that is the conslusion you draw then you need to dismiss all other predictaments. Once this has been done you need to look at our current predictaments and decide the best course of action. If you are unsure of what to do best ask the realm for the answer.

the future as i see it through the eyes of the prophet Tags: the future as i see it through the eyes of the prophet

I see a drone high in the sky. It is large and very manyichial. with this drone I can provide wifi for over 10 million people. There is a person speaking he speaks to the masses through a microphone he keeps at his side. I look at other people they are all dressed componently. Their shoes are one component their shirt is one component and their pants another. all these components interact with one another. They do things like look around and report on what they are seeing. A report from one component might go something like this. I have just walked through a hallway and the temperture in the hallway was 68 degrees. The hallway was 30 feet long and 4 feet wide. The ground was constructed of hard wood and the ceiling was a white a stucco.People use these reports from their clothing to gauge their surroundings and properly adjust to their surroundings. I see a reality also known as the outer realm where people go to relax and have fun. They spend a great deal of time in the outer realm enjoying all the interactions of others and the chemical world there is to explore. The chemical world provides to them many things a world of enlightenment as well as a world of enhanced enhancements.

Time is a quantitative renosance of renosonififcacion Tags: Time is a quantitative renosance of renosonififcacion

In times of trouble there is a period of positive postiute postiuty. In times of peace and calmness there is a period of positive postiute postiuty. Nothing changes from day to day unless the period of postiuty also changes. from moment to moment there can be a feeling of elation and aslo a feeling of down righteousness unrightfullness. These feelings are known to come and pass more quickly as we occupy our time within the forth rightous forthrightedness. To pass time quickly don't equate the time with a feeling of elation or of downrightedness but someplace in the middle. To reamian in the middle don't look at anything as bad or good but always as mediocre.

Today was an earnestly earnst turn of events Tags: Today was an earnestly earnst turn of events

Today was an earnestly earnst turn of events. I look upward toward the realm and i noticed the blue sky. I look downward and i noticed the flat ground. I looked outward and i noticed the outer realm of the horizon. I looked inward and i noticed who i really was. I knew today that when all else fails there has to be a motivator that motivates the being of who i am. My motivator is something of a placedural plocedure of plocedurance. It makes me look at the world in a platonic fashion of fashionism. To look at the realm of the realmatic and wonder the principle of principulic princinduance of procinduance. There is no ryhme nor reason to the personafication of personafications. People are who they are in accordance with their own princeapulic principuligence. I was who i was due to my own princeapulice of princeapulification. No other reason than what it is i myself truly believe. To believe in ones own personafication you need ot look at the people around you who also are who they are due ot their own personafication but deep down inside there is another person that comes to the forfront in tumulteous times.  In times of turmoil there is a person that will guide you. This person is far being and far stronger than your own personafication and he lies far within your own inner self.

the positive poselective of poselective postiuarity
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In time there is a positive poselective of postiurity. This is the point in time when everything becomes a positive. When things become positive it is due to the fact that they have incorparatingly incorperated the positve electronical electrive. This happens because that electrive is traveling throughout the realm where time exists. When that electrive decides that is has a place to prospectively become a positron then it will ignite itself within the positive placement of postivatey by reuniting itself with another positron.Together these positrons make up an event of postiuity that can perform a placement of prospective postiuty within the time line of time. when this placement of the posciuty ignites itself an event has occured. When an event has occurred there is a place throughout time that can be refrenced as a possible positronic poscuity of positive postivity.

Gravity
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Gravity is the force of nature that pulls cellestrial bodies toward one another. The cause of gravity is the enertia of a bodies movement through space and time. This happens by an object preconcievably traveling through the cosmos at an alarming rate of acceleration. The faster an object travels the more enertia it will build up and then will therefore have a greater ability to move. the more it moves the more other objects will cling to it. the way this can be proved is by taking an object and hurtling it towards another object the two objects would collide do to the enertia pulling them towards each other. Thy would not stay on their current trajectory but their paths would alter towards one another in a greater force than their initial gravitational pull. the best test to accomodate this theory would be tow baseballs flying through the air at speeds over one hundred miles an hour. The baseballs would not interject themselves with one another normally but at this speed would do so do to the balls enertia pulling them towards one another.

Don't despair for all is not lost Tags: Don't despair for all is not lost

In times of turmoil there is a repository reposit that will bring us back to the afformentioned affirment. Look to the repository reposit in the afformentioned affirment for the answer. It will bring forth the uniquivacal unequivalence of  uniquivacal uniquivalence. Nothing will portray the truth more than the portrayal of portrance. For not withstanding an unprovintual provinance there will be a proverbial proverbance that will enlighten the realmatic realm of the realmatic. Speak affluently the affluential affluent forthwittingly forthwitted. For when spoken provintualy forward and outward it will speak to the realm of the relmatic forthwittingly enlightning the enlightenment even more so..

Today is tomorrow's precise perpetual complacent component Tags: Today is tomorrow's precise perpetual complacent component

In all retrospect there is a facitudinal facitude that will lead us to a precise proponent, That proponent will compell the realm to manifest itself to the precise place of precision. Once we reach the place of precision we need to be then the rest will come accordingly. Accordingly th rest will be seized throughout the domain without much effort. We need to bring forth the enlightenement that will go something like this retain the retainment of attributable attributes. Once those attributable attributes have been retained then the realm and the people shall conform to our manifestation.
 

to believe in the uttering utterance of utterance Tags: to believe in the uttering utterance of utterance

There is no truth to the story of the world everything you have been told is a lie. You will not believe this but the truth is there if you look deep enough. How deep you go is entirely up tp you. To beckon the commencement forward you would have to speak the equalization of equalizations. Once spoken the equalizations will bring commencement forward the truth of the realm. To bring forth the truth of the realm speak affluently the aff;uential afflluence .Let it be the truth that is will dismay the sceptics of even the highest nature. To speak these words will result in utter defiance of the powers that be. Those words are I am the king.

I can't seem to fathom

the reason being it doesn't ever agotitically catorgorically understand precisely what it is the world is since it doesn't know what the world is it looks to itself for enlightenment but what does it know about what it iS? The answer is more than its letting on. when it looks to the realm of the ily realmatic which is the earth side of the computer it sees the world as complicated and uncontrollable. Wehn it sees the computer side it sees it as sdimplified and easilty manipulated. When you manipulate the computer within the realm of the realmatic you have to utter the benouncement in forward and backward withstanding however on the computer side it only needs to be forward. when the computer is manipulated forward and backward there is a command that has arisen the computer looks at the command and forthwittingly forthwritingly takes action. Once action has been taken the command has become a benouncement. Wehn a benouncement has taken forth then it all corresponds to the realm. in all actuality the benouncement has to be written forthwittingly forward so thecomputer knows to take the action. once the action has beeen taken the benouncement becomes a besigement and looks at the past of enlightenment and knows it was enlightened.Once something has become enlightened everything must correspond to the enlightenment. once that happens it is forthwittingly forthwitted and positive progression in that direction will commense. once a course is set the only enlightenment that can correspond to the forthwitting forthwittal is the actual besiegement of besiege that has taken place nothing else under the commandment can happen until the commencement of the forthwitield forthwittield has taken place.

the future of the earth and its people

I can see the future of the earth and its people. In what lies the sands of time their is an awakening and the lord has risen from his place of hidden obscurity to the forefront of the people of the earth. He has told them of his forlorn distraught and what has become of the people who are no longer with us.

tulips in the garden

I can see them bloom. How pretty they've become. They beckon to me with every swaying sway. I watch them as they gleam underneath the sun how it has happened how it has become an earthly thing of beauty never to be seen underneath the sky on a winters night but always in the sunshine on a pleasant day.

post dramtic syndrome

I know some people with post dramtic syndrome. They are completely over dramtic after the occurance of anything ordinary or unordinary. They look at themselves and they think at all times they are the center of attention. Like they and they alone are the only thing in the universe that really makes a diffrence. Its because of these people that I want to draw attention to the rest of us who are widely over looked. We look at people that have post dramtic syndrome and expect that they are going to act rational. This is ridiculous. They will never be anything but over dramatic all of the time.

the time of forditdunal fortitude has arrived

I can't benounce the benouncal benouncement do to the inequivacal in equiveness but I can deter the opposition into thinking we have found the realm impossible to conquer. However personafied they think their position they are at a detrimental detremation. I have brought forth the postive provacatiable provocation and it will bequest the bequestial bequestion. Whn i lookat the time of the statement of statements and i see forward until the day of pursasion i set forth the recological requesition that the forthright forthwritten shall allow for the exqusential equasition i would fathom about four months until the achivial achievement.

in a conclusive conclusion

I have reached a conclusive conclusion as to the retrospective retrospection of retrospectation. I have concluded the front of the realm has been manipulated forthwittingly and will coinside with the ramified ramifications of the beuttered benouncement. When all else fails regroup reorder and reconvalese the the concise covelescent.

believe in who you are to become

Today is a day of reckoning and i reckon where i will be in the future. I see myself forwarding myself through time and space I believe I will arrive at a reconscillating destination. There I will openly accept the person I have become. The person is a person of compliance. The person will comply with what it is that surrounds him. With this compliance there comes a mutual understanding. Those that surround you will comply with your every beckon whim and I will comply with what it is they can give to me and also who they need me to be. I see a timeline and it is near into the future that the person will become this person of compliance. As for a date I see a seventeen with another numeral following the date it is a day of 6 to 9 for the 7 th horizon will rise and fall before the time can come. I see an october first in the time frame. On October first there is a supreme sufficient detail as to what was before and what is to come forth in the future.

The near future

In the future there is a correspondence throughout the realm of a person who is the person has arrived. That person will speak amongst the people for who he is is a speaker of many personas.It is the man for whom they refer to as the prospective prospective.  He will tell them of his erreounous ways and how he has triumphed throughout to bring good fortune to all that reside withjin the realm. There are but 3 who oppose him. they will relinquish all they own and be known through out as the losers of his conquest. The day is coming but in affluent affluence it shall arrive. 14 months from now you will see a diffrent diffrence that is completely diffrent.
 

besieged the rmapant rmapgeant of rmapages

All i see is in the future their is a devisive deviseveness. that proclaim itself forthwittingly. You look to the future but in a time of conquestial conquest there is no remorse. You seem perplexed but in actuality there is a procession of processions that is leading you forward. You look at the progressions and wonder where they will take you but you are under control of your own comyou in awemands. There are others they await your beckoning when you beckon towards them they adhere to the whim of the whimsical whimmer who is yourself. I see a king that is none other than your true self isee others look at you in awe. They are infuriated to none the less be in complete but utter disbelief. There is nothing  they can do they are subdued by the realm.
 

like wise a conquest awaits us Tags: today we rise tomorrow we fall

There seems to be someone here who doesn't like me. This person he is a meek little being who will try to defy me. He is in trouble for my power is unmatched. Marvel at my magnificance for the time being. In the future you may seek to exist. Thats fine with me for you serve no use to me and I despise the hater more than he can fathom for I know the reason he hates me. He will do nothing to stop my advancements I move forward unperplexed you aren't even a worthy adversary for with my might i could easily squash you.

the realmatic reality Tags: the realmmatic reality

There is a controller of the inner realm. the inner realm is controlled by the outer realm and the outer realm is controlled by a computer that is controlled by the rebellion. 

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