@Tangled in March 2025

She looks to serve strongly. I wasn't looking forward the beauty— but into her behavior to see of the good therein.

You learn from watching. And you watch while learning. I don't know what a man's finding in man that makes them to lust after themselves.

Seeing myself with the woman. She's bright in the dream of the sleep. And I was darker than the darkness. I was down and she's down. Then I was up not having all of my completely on the ground, and she as well.

I take to heart what's written, said. And I studied them. But what I never knew nearly at the time was that whatever that one feeds the Spirit becomes of I and my claims.

There's a cup and there's one side broken. You takes it as the head, another takes it as the mouth. And if another takes it as the arm then the other goes into search in the world to know.

I'm not Accord who keeps reminding you'll what'll happen. It'll happen when all might've forgotten or ever come to know that it'll. And not even your preachers will come to tell you'll of all that I've said long time ago during the time when it'll all happen.

Something I can't type, something I can't remember. Something I don't know surely, something I don't recall. Is that fifth or filth?