Genius4Venus

Venus…

Just in finding a world one would consider so bitter, I intercept another over/under breaking suspenders. So to such I must conduct another journey to this tourney in yearning I see… be it for me or her, blur the degree. Temporarily tempered to touch, while ever anxious… confuses the bruises a mind can map if fact contagious. So seeming as salty few who grew with anointed hue, congrats for brats and narcissism… give me a cue.

After all above for love and loyal, centered while soil. Prior questions still arise yet the tides are now coil. Same embodied yet occupation differs… more for the birds, begs a question of bees I might conceive as curves. Gone no song along the love with such lust is left to breath, quest continues a muse… conversational fest.

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Mars… my manic depressant in virtue to finding one’s self and direction within this existence. A joyful confession of ideas and ideals I used to embody within my own mind. Those thoughts, while completely justified, have moved beyond one’s own armor to begin the search for another.

Resting with one’s demons can take a toll on the soul. Which is why the journey for enlightenment and sanity continues. The views remain… regarding history, standards, rights, etc. while also treading towards love/lust for those of the opposite sex. A salute of sorts to such enveloped within eleven chapters of poems, lyrics and summaries. While many may relate to each subject, others will more so exile such. The mind remains a machine and the exploration undoubtedly continues.