Experimental Writing 2.

My mind and my will believes life must be in a persons thinking, it has to be nothing to do with anything given outside. Live godhood to the god while the law is with some people. It is right being that brought out trying.

Many thought that people must exist, reading about the created ones preached through a book. We are the thoughts in order to live and hence the lounge recognises itself as many lives age.

Shall the life thank and explain life? Is God their situations? Do not point at destiny as one. The best people exist the laws! As now the individual is I!  No one can party more with the universe.

What but power thought of knowledge? Take their product away from the law and from the divine. The fault must and can only be of the devil that fully made nothing they taught and understood. He taught techniques on how thoughts are comforting. All this occurred and it brings  life.

One reference to themselves will be good- looking. We must search clearly for the main shows to create purpose and forsake conditions alot. Modern? It’s you that makes people magicians. It has people aware to a wonderful and releasing doubt that teaches everything.

Their people feel sound into thoughts. How better you release life that consciously takes responsibility, whatever its mind is unconsciously saying.

My circumstances? My mind? My will? My life? I am thinking about nothing given as  godhood.  To the outside he lived while the law that had me right was literally trying.

Many ‘thought beings’ brought people to read. It helps existence to prefer what is preached to us through a book that the created ones in us live and recognise thoughts in us. Hence they lounge themselves and in their old age many lives go in many ways. God came because we are responsible. It is he that has changed us, it may mean everybody. Reality pushes life already.

I ‘am’ because of the universe. That is my life.

Experimental Writing.

In past my every moment, my mouth spirit speaks the name of the silent one, the future god of night and the firmament.

You are mighty, seeing wisdom in your eyes. I give my terror in the One who owns my ether, my star. I appear inward upon my heart.

You proclaim light! May they see the Lords tongue who is of the earth, the I-of- is has resurrection under the roots whose sanctuary is of the banished earth. The shells bring forth truth on Earth and make it dry. The lands habitations are given to the dust god who sits upon the boundary.

You Tahuti, birth my water. Are the lips caring? Lord, from my whirling about in the worlds air, all wisdom is accomplished in my house. The source of death is in every rushing utterance. Oh woe to the day of fire and the end god.

You that divine desire, your spelling make the hawks come, bringing everything forth upon my scourge. The desire blooms from me.

Now the eternal gates, which are of the house, therefore are last of the revered string universe, which rests things gloriously.