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diamonds aren't 4ever

often are they valued less than the acts they influence. for the accomplishment embodies greatness as attempts are useless monuments of failed moments on un-well thought processes.

as we mistake diamonds for beauty should our hearts give less grace to their looks and more perception to those thoughts.

new borns



the annual cleaning process approaches quickly, and soon enough the anthems of the new years and subjective new "me's" shall ring along with the passing days of the new decade. for science sake cut the crap.

the reinvention of the self requires a realignment with new ideologies,  a reafication of all that was pleasant and noble while relinquishing all that was unpleasant and ignoble. such a manifestations exists only if the minds of those willing to truly deny the self bodily pleasure in effort to feed the soul.
as it may be evident, babies feel pain as the blind can look into the souls of others in order to judge one's fulfillment.

as the many have the understanding of an unfulfilled soul, only the few have knowledge of a fulfilled soul.

cleaning old skeletons in time for new years are purely new additions to old dilemmas left to die and become old.

οἶδα ὅτι οὐδὲν οἶδα

on the value of knowledge there is an understanding of the significance of value. appreciation for intrinsic values determined by societies that lack true knowledge of application. applying values based on misunderstandings of understandings of misunderstandings of the understandings of others is valued at levels resembling destructed towers: tall and gone.

to give value to items deemed worthless is worth noting as to give value to items deemed priceless is worth nothing.

as for me, I give worth to nothing and value to all. just as all I lack the necessary knowledge to place value on much, with the exception of life.

in the end she dies.



she had a little girl once. through both love and minor motions of dedication are children born. with great respect are the seeds of trees, for continuation and origination are, for most, ones in the same.

in life choices are made until their consequences are made legal to upkeep a certain cool factor, for the taboo is envied in comparison to their more politically correct counterparts. smoking earthy plants in legal fashions does not suffice the taboo urge in each soul, and urges of souls require the utmost respect.

for the legalities which aid in naming of doctors assist also in that of non-doctors, pharmacist and non-pharmacist, medicines and non-medicines alike. the amount of respectability among the former and latters exist within legalities, not withing politics.

doctors are deemed gods based on equal measures as non-doctors as demons. as legalities go, the gods are placed on pedestals for the demons to observe wearing green shades of evil.

as seeds are planted trees awaken dead. the measure at which respect is given are equal in measurement to those that lack such givens.

she had a little girl. and there went her respect for her little girl. through both love and minor motions of dedication are children dead.