To Every Deceiver

Thorn thick atmosphere, and protocol..' What is that? Here.. Is it a result of empathy? The extract of experience? Washing over me You, they..Whoever here, refreshing; re-juvenating! Blessings distilled from the experience of your Journeys.? Whether they were gainful or indeed Pointless epochs you; only occasionally dip back Into.' What do you represent? Even I.' What are we Striving for? Easy adulatiion? Communing with the Greater conciousness? Community..Now theres a Word.! But it never came ( from me, I just record it ) Here as a witness to the realiy.' Oh its here too-right' It is! Its in the silence, of the many' the aquiescence Of the rest in the maligining in the hearts i can't put Souls..And thats sad ' yet it (is what it is) and I can't Change it ' its just too; tracked into your entitys and Values..? Values; what a laugh.' Such a tradgedy, yet go on' Pile on the material of your destruction.' You will be More frenetic now, after reading these lines for the Pit is opening its maw..Width beyond measure it is! And you push it wider.' It can take all the vitreol you Can muster; all the bile that gnaws your gall as your Being fails in spalling flowers of decay, the drawdown Comes.' And you also' know who you truly are.' Or do you?