We are Fostered new strengths, and then begin again! We are Fostered into material and then again! We are Descendent into Matter and then again. We are to be Something Else, and then again and again... We are Blood and Virtue, Survival and Instincts. We are Thresholds to our future, and the wisdom to our guests. We are Bliss and Future, and a resource of Evening Tides. We are love and Roses, and that which takes from us! We are the Destiny of death, and a Willingness to live. The rains that fall in a shower, and a God of virtue. That which is Good — and Good Deeds find us Where we’re meant to be. We’re meant to be One within the folds, and then Become Her — a Toil, a Freedom, and then Of Allure.

Most Measurements are relative! We are kind to kin and watch those wings grow to flames. What a World! We are that Which fosters Growth, and New Comings! We are that which is associated with Fortune, and good things that lurk in the dark! We are designed from the safety inside, and then become of the outlandish! We are kind that flows into peoples’ Open Hearts, and then into the Future again!

We are Part of a Sea that knows no bounds. We are Part of a sea that knows All Things! We are a Turmoil, and a Vice, and a Righteousness of Sin... We are Light, and love. And, then know end, again! The salvation of our choosing, and a Wall of corpses. We are a Thing with wings that find ourself here! We are to know bargaining, and the King of sorrows. That which is love, and from Sky above! We are to learn along the way, and then ourself within! We are the Way, and the way of our stone! We are sin, and Reprieval, and the Sky above! We are that which is Haven, and courses of time! A Raven calls to us, to revel in her stories — and be alone, as we witness defeat. We twist down roads, and rivervalley, and want to be alone. We witness what it is like to be all. A tomb, a feast, and a ritual of forgiveness. We are A Way that goes onward! A stairway that goes on. A Tome that goes on. And stories, a purpose, and way of knowing what warnings are from. We are love, and Ways of a riot! We come here to be along on the road, and the fork to our yearning. We are a ceremony, and a welcomed commiseration, between Heaven and Hell. Sole. We are part of a thing that knows no bounds, and finds itself here. We are here to be, again. Alive!

We are a World, and rest in her folds.

We are Masters of craft, and Hearsay that lingers. Wandering, wondering, and Wondering! Witnesses to be heard! Lives to be told, and undone! Futures to live, and Purpose to love. Monsters to call our own! While we grow onward, we see new times! Fierce Spirits, and Daffodils. Can you see it? Divisions of Hope, and love to carry us forward! Worthy of execution, and second chances! Such is the expanse of times, to be given! That is the dalmatian of fate, where lies do not eschew themselves from right and wrong. We know not of end, but of chapters. The flowers of Hope, and the Garden of our Choosing, both grow in tangled weeds. Can you think of a Creator that has only one Song?

We are Realms of new Beginnings. We are that which is code and comes to our Side , idle . We are that which is a New Horizon, and jump in! We are that which is a Death and fruition, and a Reconciliation of new Hopes. We are that which matters most to matters that become because of what matters most. We are slow to act, and destined to see! A sorrow to be set-free! Times become because of it, in the end. Good luck! We are Winter’s lome, and God’s choosing. A Winter to be set free! We are God’s storm. And meant to be heard! We are meant to be, and destined to be set-free! In mother’s arms, and truths desired, we can be alive. We are Allowed to live! A Creation, a Cauldron . A storm of lightning! We are love! To become unknown. We are born, to be unknown. Borne because of it. To be unknown, once again. When the transpired transposes its fate and becomes into another realm! When One sword clashes into another, and sings in reverberation. We are set in a sea of reverberation ! Singing in storms, and loves of terrors, the things that we become! A breath of new Awakening. And a decree of new wonders, we are seeing it all now! Witness in her folds , a sweet unification! A seeking that has been sought. A sight to seek, and a being to become . We are of it, and become! We are it. Believe in it, and All Things, for in candles and All things there is a chance to survive!