The sun is alone yet it shines on its own. Even in our darkest hours the moon still shines the same. Profuse vocabulary, allow me to walk you through this bibliography with zilch appreciation. Every sentence is a death sentence titillating before the alluding apocrypha. First amorphous then slowly building up like an entablature holding up buildings. Trace its periphery to see what it maps out, unearth the connotation. 3 layers of the sun gets less hot the closer you approach. Corona as the hottest part followed by the chromosphere and decreasing reaching its photosphere. Self palpation sends an electromagnetic thought, presynaptic affecting postsynaptic potential. Encompassed by verbal sorcery adoring its ardor constantly visiting its extremity. More than 100 words in as I slip deeper into the reverie egender by the challenge I set for myself and for you to enjoy. Hours spent conducting this preamble sanctification. Judged by mechanical beings with worse mental judgement than an adeptus mechanicus to an imperial guard of the Imperium. Attractive more than cation to a cathode, inducing carnal words pontificated by an habituale urge that ceases to leave. I hope to extract this extremity ever since I located thy provenance by trapping my mental state inside an hourglass burying it in torrid sand. Allow me to turn up the heat. Climbing one step at a time with more corners than a snowflake, sharp as razor, hot as a Laser, deep like a crater, I am its creator. Create then erase, not creative enough. Up for the challenge, converging as much power that I can muster, it's almost palpable as I reach for it blindly. Mentally compelling, verbally propelling expelling the trembling sensation on my lips. I can't let this go and I refuse to let this linguistic eulogy escape the furnace of my heart. Profusely radiating ichor blood flowing and glowing through the skin metamorphosing to my aura crescendo from 1 cell at a time. Brighter and brighter until it's as bright as a star, the same star in the sky, the same star illuminating the sky, the same light in the sky that controls the water and the tide. From a bad day, to an abhorrent penitence experience throughout everyday life. You may feel like you've been pooped on from such a height, you would think God himself is taking shit on your life. Other days you're on top of the world beating your chest...