My beloved is gonna perish.AThe body is being eaten by maggotsI root for the beating corpse.But they never shakes them off, what can I do, what can I do?Omens of death, I see them, when I thought awakening was to come, it only failed. And it emboldened the maggots and the maggots learn to eat the nerves that were lit.My beloved is perishing, I can't do nothing, what can I do, I see it, despair is consuming me, why was this allowed to happenWhy did their ego died, why is it being allowed.Everything I loved. I can see it crumble before my eyes.And I can't do nothing about itI know there is spirit of life within, and yet. It's so wounded.
>>41869853All things are afforded their time in the sun. To wish for more is simply vanity. Don't be sad they are going or gone. Be happy they were here at all. For a brief fleeting second in our already blip of an existence. They were. They are. With You.https://youtu.be/9XY2oPW-2QAhttps://youtu.be/9XY2oPW-2QA
>>41869853But before that. Let me show you a little trick that monkeys know. Though flies may fester in the wounds they toil. When their usefullness expires. They are eaten. And their fire, their power, becomes useful.https://youtu.be/yO3VWqbe8Lc
>>41869888But is not that so, I didn't cry when the maggots are me, when I lost my limbs and my legs, I didn't care when the time was to come for me.For in could always look and see my beloved in all it's might.But now I sit, and I can do nothing as my beloved is eaten by maggots.I cannot move.I cannot help.It's defiled, that's my disturbance, everything it was, its to be twisted into a mockery.It's dignity, it's might, it's glory, it's memory.Everything it had.And the shame to carry will be unbearable, for I know on its last moments of its death spiral, my beloved will want to live, and will want to come, and be lifted, and yet. It won't be able to, my beloved will be but a affront.And this will harrow me for the eternity.My beloved will cry for help and I won't be able to offer comfort, not on its last moments.The anguish will extinguish me.
>They tortured an elder soul>They hoped to turn it into a weapon
>>41869853Do not love so much that you cannot witness their death
>>41869963Then what's the point?
The mountain is the mountain And theWay is the same as of old.Verily what is changed Is mine own heart.
>>41869967Death too is a natural process: reliable, honorable, and endearing.
I feel something drawing me to someone now. Feeling is gone. Dead inside. Curiosity now draws me towards them. I post things not entirely knowing the context. I just sense some connection. Some magnetism.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=With0YDpuWQ
>>41869853It's hot hot
>>41869967Not that anon and speak on that please It seems like you're suggesting a love cranked all the way up, and if it ain't, then why bother.
