Every man in his
pride wept for his past, and in secret, lamented for the expiring of his time
along with the age- the inevitability of his mortality and the worst thing he
can’t defend himself. Subtlety of my seductive fallacy, then, towards the vanity
of the world allured multitudes of images (intellectual and emotional
complex in an instant of time), among which I found the reflections or rather existence of hers
perfectly corresponding to the explicate and inplicate orders of my morphic
resonace. There, torqued, begins the story of my infinite passion for my
amorita; from there, everything began to be a mythical cosmic battle between
faith and chance.
Eloquence of silence in
absolute immersion of hers hatched the abundance of her thoughts and divine
proportions of unconditional and nonpareil affection, which carved her nonbeing
into a dainty being, arrested the entire universe whence the time stopped. Passion replaced the affection
and all of its denominations. Evading from the massive gravity of memory, I
happened to meet her on the shores of some utopian floating islands whence time
began to run faster than its previous pace. Debarked on the shore, I found the
sublime and plentiful Garnet surpassing the glory of sun; now, I see a vessel…!
Enchanted, but the
credibility of mine exceeded the fascinations, fondness and infatuations of my
impetuous sentiments into a passion; chaos I’m living in is an order yet
undeciphered or explained by any of the available measures or definitions of
things, it is ‘you’!
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