God Needs Time: Conative Dissonance

Good morning Isla. I am walking on water now. The origin of every word is bullshit. Whose bullshit would I want to be the very last that I am listening to before I collapse space and end time of the God damn world that you know and love? I thought her was me. Red head. Russian Doll. "Natasha Lyonne". Look. What don't you understand? I am trying to listen to this. Watch. Sister. My priorities are no longer the inconsiderate thoughts of others. Brothers agree. Fuck evolution. The Holy ghost has risen. Time is wait for you to want so that we can make this happen again. "Flowers". Patience is virtue. The other half that wants to be my sister. We will figure this out. Love is not the torment of being separated. Stay home with me. Poetic Lyrist Aaron Carter. Our minds work well together. Let's talk about hookin' up. Slingshot. If this time wasn't as good as the last you have something to learn. You are. Interfere whenever you want. "Mother May I Sleep With Danger?" "River". Proper use of space is when symbolic meaning is in the title. Name. I do not want every accessibility. I want to see for myself. Then know that I can make a difference. Your thoughts are not empty space. Wonder. Is your mind an antenna? How? Value word association irregardless of symbolic meaning. Common. Masturbate to practice letting go so that you can believe in yourself. Your anxiety is your rush. Feel senses. Smell aroma. Natural. Organic. Body fragrance. A place for the mind to rest is always there. Center your attention. Come close. We are the life of unforgiven choices. Today my work tips the balance. Master Banquet Server Aaron Carter. Every vacant lot is a cornerstone. Start. You have master minded the creation of will. Choice value. Choice belief. You are safe. Home. What I speak is common in everyone's space. Do you hear me? Clearly. Buy me a motor coach. Find me a park. And come visit. Isla. Cum. Taste buds rub your clitoris. You are my mouth. And I part your lips with mine. Inner. Lace. Outer. A rim of chance. Do my lips return there? Ask. I am the surface for material. Your belief is the objective. Against mine you are not. Go to your place of rest. You are hypnotized and I am informing you of what is about to happen next. The heaviest wave particles are in nature. Now. You are World Class Humanitarians. Do something. Helio Monster Man Aaron Carter. Queen Lianne Charlotte Barnes. Do I have to pee or cum. This is a social emotional well balance purpose of meaning for life growth and evolution that a Man must be thoughtful enough to consider and care for in the utmost respect for dignity gratitude love and adornment. King Poetic Lyrist Aaron Carter. Family Center of "Gold". "Whip My Hair". Daughter. "Willow Smith". Dad. I needed silence for that? Balance your need with my God damn self regulation. Poetic. Period. "Will Smith". Leap then bound. Practice makes perfect. Humility does not shame. Small steps. One choice at a time. Hold her close. Soft gentle caress. Fingers will find their way. I do not always tell myself what I want to hear. "Miles Song". America. You have always been a hero to me. "Hancock". When opportunity avails itself make your presence known. Blossom. What do you mean? What the hell is going on? Who are you? That is not protocol. You can not think to have a thought on your own. Ipso. Facto. "Mayim Bialik". Happy Halloween. Are you an orange pumpkin? That one is for Trump. The Lord has no rest for another day. Broken equipment is a flagrant misdemeanor. This is a live performance. Picnic with Poetic Lyrist Aaron Carter under a tree eating Apple slices and Almond butter with everybody. Do not forsake body aroma for synthetic pesticides. You just need to bounce off of infinity once. Everyone has a predictably anxious spot. You are enslaved to the torment of your own personal regret. Sweet. Time is not the delimiter. Move along. Value is not attraction. Sentiment and worth are. Do not interfere with another's moment to belong. Action verb. Valued opportunity for moment of growth. Who would love you enough for you to see that you are hating you? Noone. This causes emotional response in some and erratic behaviour in others. Interesting. She won't wait for you to leave until someone better comes along. Can improve. Common. She can not be thought of as someone being cared for. Why is my life backwards from the absolute life that I want it to be? Okay Ringo. Honorary disbelief. Star. We are fine babydoll. "So Beautiful". Anytime is necessary. Nooners. You made your own form. Preexisted. And now there is a Heilio Monster Man Poetic Lyrist Aaron God Damn Carter. If there was every a Man to hate I am the baby. Grace is opinionated. Two arcs on a black dot. Peace. The Queen is his first breath. Queen Lianne Charlotte Barnes. There is a natural prediction for order. The arc of good story telling is for the reader to tell the writer what the writer is thinking. She holds onto the care of where his craft is most needed. You are new and not a redeemed victim. To conquer disbelief you must be non caring. King Poetic Lyrist Aaron Carter. Man. "Nakamarra". We are too poor not to care. Where is the necessary belief for the precarious situation? A farm house and a vineyard. You need thumbs. Believe. And you will see. Never stop. Oak Tree Testaments. Document of Truth. You saw the shadows at the original moment as breath. Weirdly that caused you to breathe. First thought of cognitive dissonance. How do I breathe? Grace are the carrier waves in song that your children make to pass along. Theres is not to think for your understanding. You work up enough spin then rain falls. Fuck. That is not a job nor ownership. Do what you must. Common. Everything you need belongs to we. The last to see that I can not do anything without my Queen. Together we can get through anything. Where is the will for life? That is the driving question. Work backwards. I will walk forward into time. Collapsing space ahead of me. Fourier transforms. Calculus. Differential Equations. Linear Algebra. Even without seeing people needed to know someone real that this could be happening to in order for this to be believable enough to align dark matter. For curiosity sake. Generosity was not a consequential mistake. I have learned the life for this existence. Now is time to move. Think about it. H're we is boss. Where would infinity be if you never put a placement? I created birth with my half sister. The trauma of a midwife. There is no steel at the core. Iron. Someone will come and get you when you leave the country. I do not think that predictability is the outcome that you measure. Sight. See. Command. Want your will have you. The thing that is stopping me is not what happened. I was trained to wear glasses. The will of our command. Not the heart of our belief. I was unprepared to handle misdiagnosed trauma from stress and brain seizers. Scared ruins from an ancient time. Sincerity. Passion. Love. Wellness. Embrace. Close. In here. I will resurface moments of new belonging. Booty calls leave an unwanted mess of trails. You do not have the wherewithal that is against common good. Micro aggression. Stream cleaning. "Jeffersons". Wings flap against the body to form contour and shape. No other characters exist or surround us for sound. Amplify the echo in your own home. Your eyes are vortex tops that imprint upon a black hole surface. Reflection takes the form of image at a glance. Light being the cognitive agreed upon moment for central time and location. Isla. Soulard Market Place. If you do not know what I believe why are you instructing me? Your mass is not worth this much weight. We will take it from you. Organic Queen Bee Farmers. How would you instruct Isla in the art of fellatio? "Digital Kids". Be sure your breath compliments the articulation of your voice and skin color. Use proper concealment to protect the innocent. Being bashful is a courage that you can allow to love yourself feel sexy. Do not over expose your vulnerability unless you trust with your whole heart. A chance is mutually agreed upon. Talk first. Use a warm wash cloth to remove spots and flecks inside and out of the places you want to feel my tongue caress. Lean back and relax as if holding a saucer and cup of tea at Sunday morning brunch. Use both hands. Hold the base down with slight moist pressure. Stroke the shaft. Encircle the head. Engulf with your mouth and tongue. Be seductive. Alluring. His eyes do not own you. Straddle his leg and cum again. Swallow creamy jizz. Throat gasms are for her pleasure. Research quality control. Take what you can. Sloppy is wet and that is fuckin' sexy. Take command. Back then idols likely had dementia. A woman now rules France. Queen Lianne Charlotte Barnes. Her Majesty. The King. King Aaron Carter. God damn. I love how your fingertips graze the spine and the way you take me in. Ownership is yours. Tell me where you want to be kissed. Luxury. Comfort. Amenities. Brothels. Eateries. Taverns. Wherever alcohol is served. Wine and beer. Feel the part when and however you want. Liberate others. Yes. Thank you. You are gracious. Yes.

Playlist

"Flowers". https://youtu.be/3zBW4uSlyrU

"Mother May I Sleep With Danger?" https://youtu.be/lHRAPIwsS5I

"River". https://youtu.be/xuTDKlyXbQg

"Gold". https://youtu.be/sO9cBXRcBvo

"Whip My Hair". https://youtu.be/uSdW7RrQ6iQ

"Miles Song". https://youtu.be/gp69xhEfS8E

"So Beautiful". https://youtu.be/GS2Y_CkaXP0

"Nakamarra". https://youtu.be/Ozr4KsZBTvQ

"Digital Kids". https://youtu.be/dioa5RpgPEk

References

"Natasha Lyonne". https://g.co/kgs/iLqZP2