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Tales Of The Deep-The Awakening.
Chapter 1-Claire
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The thought of knowing many things most dare to dream can seem like a frightening experience, if true people of ordinary expectations would either expect you to teach them or never care about your train of thought. This story is about a being of deep intellect; a being who could reach out side of boundaries known or comprehensible even to itself. Now I know what you're thinking, why are you saying being? what's the gender? what if I kept it simple and told you I decided to be a boy this time but before I was not. Not possible right? well based upon rational standard of logic its not possible, I would never tell someone with their mind made up that this topic is open. Why sway anyone away from their safety valve? it's safe there for them, plus safety valve tech laws set within my heart that although stricken with grief, yet still beats with moral values and the thought of love some negate me from telling you the frightening things in d.e.e.p 4,5-,5-,30 when reached in full truth. I find it hard to consider myself special though yet some cherish and adore me, maybe I just dont value myself enough to not destroy my body, allowing harmful things I know I shouldn't do to manifest around me. I once was scared and didn't understand, I once was alone and this remains true even to this very second. I once left home and was vacant although surrounded by faces, desolate. A-lone wolf you could say but not one detrimental to his own health in the sense of death, well as you carbons say death we say release where I'm from but I've adapted. Side Note-(humans are peculiar little creatures but are sensible I love that and I never say that word often so I guess I'm being meaningful). I wont lie I'm gloomy most days I've seen people look at me and as if felt to them be sorry for me, I know they feel sorry for me because where I'm from there's a such thing called cosmic expression we all emote that link us together in all facets of life and it's dead give away for me once we link 36,2,_6',1; that's why I usually just say I was born different because it's easier that way. I know this story is turning into a long rant about how I emote and operate but in order to understand why I'm even wasting my time writing this I have to explain what makes me this way, so just hang in there audience the story has just begun to be written in this new formula so to speak in widespread regard. I've been working many years to perfect it and I believe I'm ready to open up more, all because of that special word you call love.
Chapter 2-To Be Known
I've chosen the name Claire for this perspective of me because as of now she exists here. I must say though I...
22/60/12¿ 22/4?¿
The thought of knowing many things most dare to dream can seem like a frightening experience, if true people of ordinary expectations would either expect you to teach them or never care about your train of thought. This story is about a being of deep intellect; a being who could reach out side of boundaries known or comprehensible even to itself. Now I know what you're thinking, why are you saying being? what's the gender? what if I kept it simple and told you I decided to be a boy this time but before I was not. Not possible right? well based upon rational standard of logic its not possible, I would never tell someone with their mind made up that this topic is open. Why sway anyone away from their safety valve? it's safe there for them, plus safety valve tech laws set within my heart that although stricken with grief, yet still beats with moral values and the thought of love some negate me from telling you the frightening things in d.e.e.p 4,5-,5-,30 when reached in full truth. I find it hard to consider myself special though yet some cherish and adore me, maybe I just dont value myself enough to not destroy my body, allowing harmful things I know I shouldn't do to manifest around me. I once was scared and didn't understand, I once was alone and this remains true even to this very second. I once left home and was vacant although surrounded by faces, desolate. A-lone wolf you could say but not one detrimental to his own health in the sense of death, well as you carbons say death we say release where I'm from but I've adapted. Side Note-(humans are peculiar little creatures but are sensible I love that and I never say that word often so I guess I'm being meaningful). I wont lie I'm gloomy most days I've seen people look at me and as if felt to them be sorry for me, I know they feel sorry for me because where I'm from there's a such thing called cosmic expression we all emote that link us together in all facets of life and it's dead give away for me once we link 36,2,_6',1; that's why I usually just say I was born different because it's easier that way. I know this story is turning into a long rant about how I emote and operate but in order to understand why I'm even wasting my time writing this I have to explain what makes me this way, so just hang in there audience the story has just begun to be written in this new formula so to speak in widespread regard. I've been working many years to perfect it and I believe I'm ready to open up more, all because of that special word you call love.
Chapter 2-To Be Known
I've chosen the name Claire for this perspective of me because as of now she exists here. I must say though I...
