Utter Crap

Theories of elevation are all right but their relation is what subjugates an entire consciousness of spawned ideas. This belief in superfluous circumstances is what makes us scorch the unending factors of zero tolerance, believing the squandering process of mystification and origination. I only allow blades of thin grass to pierce me and not barks of trees which can make me cut in two, that is fun too, but m not ready to enter into an spasm of gargantuan proportions because it is obviously over powering, have you ever thought about the time you spent inside the womb, no ... right because we don’t know what happened in there...its this feeling of nothingness that overpowers oneself and allow conscious thoughts to pass by without logical explanations…