Metaphysics
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Tell me what it is you need all your secret deepest fantasies tell me what it is that make you heavily breath tell me what you want from me tell me all of your dreams tell me every single thing open up your heart and soul to me so your body and mind I can…
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Death had spoke her name yet beautiful she remained her pale white pallor so serene here deep black eyes inviting me her breasts cupped so enticingly into a leather bodice lustfully she offered them so willingly as she showed my images and dreams of love that a should never be and as looked at her…
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In a lost daydream there often seems no end to fairy tales and fantasies, where beautiful souls trek fields of green in meadows of wild flowers bordered by trees of evergreen. Yet yonder in the distant sky there lays a cosmic anomaly, where just above the mountain peaks upon the horizon they can see, among…
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She traveled space space she straddled time, with grace and beauty so divine, she bore herself to the universe, no amour on but just a dress vulnerable yet somehow blessed, she was a light worker who addressed and face the void of endless darkness, without the fear of loneliness and shone her light for all…
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Acrid smells rotten fruit eviscerated bodies a lamp lit room, dark corners silhouettes dangling corpse nightmare horror show so crude. shadowy figures moving around the room spectral a full moon shines through crack with in this tomb eerie cries sudden screams ears ringing bells tolling insanity reigns supreme in the worst place that I have…
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Is it coincidence or is it synchronicity, if so then what is luck except and extension of this belief. Do we make our own luck through our conscious mind, through the decision we make at certain times. Is a black cat running across your path bad luck, like walking under ladders and smashing mirrors, or…
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Trepidation of what may be, anticipation of all we see, viewed not just in reality but also the illusory, for every thought and every sound, every taste, that seems profound, is all a product of the mind, created by consciousness in real time. Every hope and every fear, created by your mind and it’s quite…
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She was sat there with her blond hair the object of desire with her short tight skirt and her vest top temperatures rose higher she had long legs and beautiful body with curved in all the right places and as sat alone she typed her heart out describing and tracing the stories of her life…
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We were cast away in orbit floating in the universe making love with such passion trying to heal the hurt I played homage to her body, while captivated by her mind she let me in and gave so much her body arched and ached sublime we were cast away and drifting in a star field…
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Somewhere in the jungles of a far off distant world, adventurers searched for tribes, of who were previously unheard, they struggled through the subtropical temperatures dripped in sweat, wondering what they are likely to find next. Three moons up above them shone in various different colours and hovered above the canopy like orbs like no…
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