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The stripes on my back; I wear them for the affliction thou cast upon me. Browsing storehouses of someone elses dreams contributed from humanity, and paid for in full, with currency made from our sin. Contributions from humanity, and humanity’s tendency of dramatizing everything it touches. Cached for someone else, somewhere else under standards falsely guaranteed. Do I play a prisoner for your amusement, or am I enticement of your fetish like accord? For your self-inflicted pleasure, be sanctioned for you. If I accept discipline from yon, otherwise delicate hand, and for you I’m bound in a place of sin and confined in your reign. Because of these sins confessed shall people assume your sins are equally great compared to mine own? Certainly I am a vain sinner believing you and I share the same dream. I only have glimpsed into your soul finding only your dream and your idea of wealth. Idea nurtured from the whip, I’m whipped. Vain glory is yours!Our sins are not the in the same heart, and the fantasy wither like gardens in end.  If we’re pleased by disposition of woe, each lash I receive define me as sacrifice for greater sin and for your glory. For nought, our delusion replenish not. From the hand of woe, let riches from digital age in-garlanded us. Let our multitudes search the cache of someone else and their interpretation of what we are.  A gem among jewels, despite the agony of affliction given. Perfection and the imperfection. The thorn on the crown of rose wreathed for glory of sinners.

My search lead me into a journey of someone elses creating. Foul defines the act of being lured by the image of fair maidens in roles paralleling things known as real. Finding false dreams on scores of pages in someone elses storehouse is another inspiration from the hand of euphoria. To all the bloggers I love; Perhaps availability of material for reading more is for justifying need of something from someone else, or, ones self.

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In the beginning , nearly no-one foreseen the infatuation and want manifesting for us. Not in the same instant, but during evolution of our sins, a culture developed. From the dexterous hand of a musician, we must believe the seed of our desires were sewn within us. Because without balance we are not symmetrical. Without accord, we ar not harmonized with the things we adore. We do not adore those things without inspiration. We want  nought without encouragement. Like Eve unto Adam, many believe in destined romance. Like each step of an octave our woes are pre-ordained. From e-string to e-string of a guitar todays musician has more influence for their own device than the lyrist of any renaissance. From the same diatonic time line, lovers posses many infatuations. Like any dire, enchanted garden, infatuation is more than a biased obsession. For the mediators of desire for nothing, seduction composed from the neck of a guitar, allows opportunity for activation of any lovers device. Inheriting both land and lovers. Women are an association to the land of mans’ inheritance, according to some Biblical  tales. Now, salvation unites lovers because they believe similar beliefs. Salvation was something rewarded for repentance of sin, and transgressions of sinners. Because of our domesticated society lovers might never live their emerald dream, or play those alluring masterpieces. Thus! Humanity shall stand smitten with a derision stronger than a thousand swords. We stand affronted by the court of cliché, severed from the fountain and the crystal chalice. Waiting, like sorcerers after casting a spell for manifestation of our want. Mistress, plunge in thy dagger! For our sins, our suffering is not greater than our want. Let us be as a pestilence to non-believers. If they suffer nought for our sins then let them suffer because of their own device. Let us believe they day of salvation has not come. Let us witness the eve of our deliverance unto one another. The Eve of Salvation will fall nigh unto the dawning of reconciliation for our sins. Because we can only see the thing bound to our hearts, and despair for the things we await. For reconciliation of our sins we’re accepted because we can accept everything and everyone.

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