Primarily speaking, the microscopic moments including non-autobiographical tools which may narrate a personal universe are imprisoned and produced and exposed and are made into productions, as physical nouns rather than in limbo if left alone, and then embark on an entirely different brewing which finishes with and is referred to as superficial acceptance and recognition. In a personal universe valuable of articulation, one abundant of unnatural rains of warmth and the independence of reason, the process would be a selfless gesture to the external with no cost of thought. Though, this is pessimism. Reality would rather preach the con of humanity cunningly embedded within the empty spaces, which - in one instance; since this scene is eternally fluid and dishonestly deletes the empty only to change its position, in actuality - are mercifully left alone by the Substance with the choice of its own.

(comfortable but unattractive nigh respectable but uncomfortable absorbed but unimaginative impassioned but congested never left alone but left in solitude controlled but manic inversely ambitious but outwardly retrogressive)


Prehistoric is the closure of 1059 days.