Seizure stricken upon the wall of dead end of another iron casted wall of chaining vessels of karma, but it's not the fate not at all the destiny, it's karma and you surrender into convulsive force of retardiating retrogression of anti nature against our time and our velocity of moving nature's inheritance, creative captivity of accumulating momentum.
The redo it, by making intact reservation of stretching mark of determination no matter what the cause to blow you away, YOUR IMPULSIVE NAIVE WILL TO BE, TO MEET CONSIGNED PROJECT BY DIVINE TRUST, ONLY BY ACHIEVING END meaning you build that relationship of worthiness.
Wantonness of habitual breaking out into sedation, easy going spree of limpering laissez faire and laziness of conceptual promoting, into that blaze orgy of indecency and the all the cause of effect of your damned misery of always hunger stricken.
Absence of spiritual imvivfying gaining force of momentum, searching for identity, implementation of bridging gap of definition. Stop it and as your karma and struggling result of aftermess.
Renunciation to all up to now and enunciation of enlarging passage toward our much dying to alive up to the point of ascension, to indentured originality. And ever promising greatest asset of karma.