The Origin of Control
No Saints were Artists….
Suckd down a portal incorrectly chosen by disbelief blah and a challenge that is ill advised plays out a lost and a soul was threatened to be taken but should counter offensive metal plight to destroy fear of all fears in itself took arms up against death and gears life by the balls claiming to be only a dream that vanished with the memory of dealt deviled hands. Only to coddle the baby elephant that a trunk double dutched children that Christopher was supposed to be heals on lazy waters river slide.... Insy Esher water slide. master math mate waterfalls of reversed illusions that senseless logic found dumbness in a smart hand holding onto his baby elephants trunk arms up against death and gears life by the balls claiming to be only a dream that vanished with the memory of dealt deviled hands. Only to coddle the baby elephant that a trunk double dutched children that
Christopher was supposed to be heals on lazy waters river slide.... Insy Esher water slide. master math mate waterfalls of reversed illusions that senseless logic found dumbness in a smart hand holding onto his baby elephants trunk.
Sanctified
The Origin of Control
Control is original. Original is control.
Control is ordered.
Order is controlled.
Trust is belief.
Belief is trust.
Control is originally created by undividual conceptual belief that has been developed through full fledge secular trust.
Trust is opinionated by popular belief of normalized ordered control.
Trust is a belief that is truthfully (and equally) directionally perceived.
Directional perception is over populating individualized trusted beliefs. (Thoughts)
The way I think is…
Driven towards (by) an immoralist higher archy of…
Intentionally deceived belief systems that of which were soully* created for mind control.
Mind control is sold by the man-(that)-we are truthfully happy* to pay top dollar for the ultrasonic receipts from electorically polling stamen autopsy of banished aborted fetus’s ultrasound mug shot—looked lesser upon from higher eyed limbs that branch out of single minded scope of periscopes battered wisps.
Colors kalide when pre-scoped eyes scream four fathers lied dreams…
Hidden from yourself
You become hidden from
LEFT EYE
That’s coming out of your trust fund…
Trust fun
Coming funds of trusted your “that’s”,
Out
Out of trust
Funds of trust runs outcome.
Trust Outcome…
(End)
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