Swivelling like a prick in a two dollar shop.
Stuck to the walls it's all heavy and we're all hung up to see what should come down. We're all planted by our knowledge so at this point our ankles implies any savvy leverage. This feeling is customary to impulse. This is the syndication of choice and intimidations, grand complication as the incomplete.
I say this as if we're not working to make a trust to the idiosyncratic groove before we dance ourselves.
How we dance we already know how this will turn out, before knowing
I write of a place not so essentially still but reknown to an even capacity we understand as the level of basic enrichment, and fetch abolishment within the moment, one emotive we do not have time for.
So we think back to what we were doing in this experience, as it drops to a classification and a realty that has been a filial publish by people individual wholesome. We so then trust our instinct and flavour, our taste especially kids forevermore as the band manager we trust won't spend our life savings.
So the choice we consider during an interim momentarily, the eradication we acknowledge and so does the band manager just in case, and the intimidation we pinch before it all.
As the consideration and intimidation fades, the monumental throbbing premonition plays as money that is paid by us, as the moment, as the throb, as we scale, weight what's in front of us up, what we put in front of us whilst we have our feet planted, how much we can take we think of our strength.. All the time: in the 'moment', in the choices made in this moment, what emotions shift and merge, as the demeanour to decision.
I write of this as a captured stillness but we spend a natural swelling, that we look after ourselves lawfully. A procedure we know and have then obeyed after the alongside has and is the place we believe in and parent from yearn and
This could be focused as an illusive appreciation to selflessness or naturalism which as when we do look at the overall and simply compare it to ourselves, which is easy.. What do we spend more time on.
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