Faceless names drag along the surface of conversation without any physical notice. Checkmated by Times pawns results in the surrender of a conscience salvation. Silent photos inside the mind project all the seasons and their many qualities. Patterns and illusionary puzzles cross the daylight's threshold and strangers begin to react in different ways. To unravel a mystery that has been set free from an unrelenting force is to enter a cycle with no exit in sight. Deja vu becomes a whispering echo that lingers on the borderline between a simple question and a simple answer. Knowledge corrupts and cleanses the process of thinking and both acts occur only seconds apart from each other. Visual meditation fulfills its limited purpose by distracting these eyes long enough for a momentary separation from constant sorrow. Faithful and giving, the sky continues to emulate a discovering dream. Creation of ones thoughts and the restriction of ones beliefs cannot coexist on the same living chessboard. The altitude rises and breathing rips away the barrier blocking that higher potency of oxygen. Forgetting to review the quintessential outlook on a symmetry of minutes allows Time to continuously escape. Sampling various interpretations of confirmed thoughts is getting nowhere in its efforts. The sphere of madness and eternal understanding from youth to old age becomes splintered by numerous pieces of a complex reality.
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