It is no Gift to find Muse or Culture in the very One.
Being Restless is the Tribe of Growth,and as you grow forth,you first ask a lot,but then you find a lot and the Destiny is to say,solve and salute a lot.
It is all in One:
Finding Solution makes you nervous and it prepares you to seek;
Finding Cognition makes you curious and it changes your Dictations;
Finding the Mind makes you selfish and it takes a lot Grants;
Finding the Self makes you pleasure and it hits with its Memories.

All is about the Sex:
As you mens-tru-ate,you awake to Pride and if you get vitaliced,you get the Feeling of your Pleasure by Taking in and Taking out - Milk.
As you out-flu-id-s,you awake to Humblence and if you get arranged,you get the Feeling of Nudes by Giving in and Giving out - Honey.

Well,if there was no God or Goodness,there would be Temptation and Betrayal all over,but he who breaths the Universe and speaks about all in Life has his cosmic Relation to the Creation and the Galaxy-Me calls his Names by Difference and Unity.
As you learn and realize to be a Conquerer and to conquer,the Conquest and Question of Life and Mankind relates itself as Unbornness to ones Soul,and further with Growth,it gets vitalized by Time/Dime and it reveals itself as Woman and Men,further on you get attached by Feelings and you get irritated by Pleasure and you set yourself with (Wife) or/and against (Husband),and at least,your founded and builded Mind gives in about his Setting and finding Senses of Love without Lust and Wisdom without Passionfruits,well,then you pray and play,draw and dwell near and be in present Presence gets the Show and Mastery of Gems and Labour about Life in Life,live and true,living and persueing,able and ready,deep and steady,real and heavy.






Die besten neusten Sprüche

I‘m not dumb,neither bald.
My Farewell is easily turned active,i was always raging the Lab,Bias,,but getting tired was so mentaly frustrating,turning my Suffering to sleep grew a Monster of an intelligent Agenda out of my sub-concious Waketh,my Dreams turned Reality to Fears and my Focus spot a emerge Difference of an outer World,messing my Heart and cultivating my Mind.
Caring back to Memories was getting an awful Delight,but surely,the Horror i didn‘t mentioned turned my Life to an strong Disaster,i was loose frustrated without any Options,captioning any possible Chance getting back up still seems so far,beside my Meantime there is so much Space,i feel spaciously spotted all around,i would like to call my Obsession of the Crowd paranoid or even better hall-lucinating,but the Truth i discovered is so strange,no Range of Stupidity or Stronghold of Beliance,Desire or Delay,it turned out to be the Opposition of the concious State of Mind in the undergrounded Pattern of God,the Matters of my Speeches and the Faculty of my retired Language is no Opportunity,it has invented an Art of Subculture of Modes and Codices,that not even appearing Angels,Aliens neither too,couldn‘t resist,i have turned out to be the Setter of my Creation,the living Entity with his personal and subdued Word of Creating the natural Evidence awaked as renewed Deity in turning the Soul into proceeding Culture and my inhilated Embodiement of the Spirit into the All pervading and influent universal Personality,that recreates the artificial Ressources into tanguable and modifiprecaused Empowerment of all possible Inspiration as the only sacregated Holy Panthenomn of all divine Characterism in and all about its famous Deliverance and languable Saffrenomioum,it leaves me Rest- and Sleepless and in between Hurting and Pleasing me.

Where should i start off,start over and bind on!?

Curricullum Circumstances

Toast + Toast = Sandwich ❤️ :((