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     I'm going back to the beginning of the ending in everything. Like the past kaliedascoping  inside a mind wired with colorful glimpses hiding behind reflective times. I must reconcile the spinning and twitching of memories flying by, by balancing out my time in this present life,  latching on to the fact that I attract the most unrelatable circumstances to my table of unfed; crying icicle tears of lonliness...Asking, why do I even try to make sense of all this mess? Hmmm...What a situation I have looking back into....Its a maze-filled haze of unregrettable, tending to those psychopathic energy draining endeavors....from misguided tenderly trying to fix the situation into a happily ever after ending that never materializes because.......
     In the beginning, there was the original sin; whereby evil seduced a new creation into the delusional thinking that there was more happiness in the taking of what didn't belong to her, than by being obedient before her maker....Beguiling her wiles was a slithering satanic smile with the plight of her newborn, slain inside murderous intentions rendering her immobilized with desperation riddled, there was no forgiveness, depression; the first instance of mourning through the imperfection in her choosing her type of seperation anxiety bereft of a Father leaving her cold naked and exposed because of how she chose to reject what was perfectly shameless and holy,.
     If she had a chance, would she go back to the beginning making the ending amended, choosing wisely, instead of putting faith in a fork- tounged liar that promised.....her eyes would be opened and she would be just like God knowing evil and good, that she would never die....because of the evilness. in his lie.......spinning the kaleidoscope into mind bending oh my,....

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