The Loneliness of the Oceanic

 

Show me your unattainable creation. Is there any difference between art and death? I see trees and singing birds from this land and by the lingering sea, while the dumb objects devolve into absolutes. The depth of the mysteries of the great vast may be impenetrable from other parts to explore with a jealous heart. To be a mountain poet is to dare to die. 

Instead of remaining as a dynamic expansion, the storm will be alive. This is going to be a huge shamble! 

Finally, in disbelief, it was outlawed and dismissed as a significant cause. Such a chapter in every scene, where all that is convenient and favorable belongs to commerce. Perception free falls in many hierarchical deserts. 

However, in order to render the affinity directly, the mythical seems to have already been repeated as an opinion. Resemblances and differences among those speculating and concluding things have remained. 

 

“My children with a reckless father, if only you agree

to obey me. We would avenge the evil outrage of this father

of yours, for he first devised unseemly deeds.”

[Hesiod, Theogony] 

 

As a present, I believe the whole process hinges on tradition being sacrificed. The sacrificial distance is determined by the shadow of a particular figurative. Is this a hand that has been sculpted artistically? As we take on the roles of epochs, the absurdity will continue. 

How much of this is due to people looking for warning signs when they spotted them? It routinely makes numerous concessions. Relapse and collapse could be excellent terms for an arena concert right now.  

 

During the Creation Season

An innovative attempt at a celebration

Nonetheless, there are numerous liturgical justifications

Take notice of how ferociously sorrow is drivel

Our darkness has become all too entrenched

A successfully achieved through a creation 

 

Before all tales become justifications in style, some truths can be terrible.