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Obsessive Constraints Part One

Thy birth on January 13th – cervical contractions would not abate the pesky master (papa), strove to synchronize seminal bait thence, forty-two weeks after ma parents did pro create imminent lviii plus years ago to date, this present baby boomer doth indubitably and inherently equate nineteen hundred and fifty nine bequeathed birthed mine kempf ill fate neurological manifestation, sans obsessive compulsive did grate behavioral motif and analogous to frontispiece per story I hate of my life and hard times, when all of a sudden out blue irate, the onset of emotional nadir, where ballistic ordnance bombed away fancy free, innocent, naïve boyhood decrying, detonating, and describing me own Pigs Bay Allied, linkedin, and synced Luftwaffe and Panzer division invasion that clay like materiel within southern cerebral hemi sphere inroads usurped no delay riding roughshod via synapse straits sporting scoring sorties using every axe n newer on dread did Swiss hide dill naught to decimate with spirited ghost of William Tecumseh Sherman determination tuff flay leaving not one iota (oft times) referenced as gray matter unaffected quite aware of rebellious confederated voices yelling “HOORAY” Sabotaging orbitofrontal communication incorporating connection between anterior cingulate gyrus cortex heightening activity bridging (via atom sized pontoon bridges) greater activity upon basal ganglia, which synoptic description does nothing to alter the predisposition to ingress of un control able imbecilic, inexplicable, and illogical fixation particularly during onset of puberty, when an emotional kamikaze nose dive at nadir of near lifelessness, the shadow of me former self nowhere tubby found on account of deadly symbiotic relationship.

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