The true rudiment of poignant anxiety ~ 101

Life..
What is the essence of it? Take the photograph of yourself and capture the memory.
It's something unpredictable and I hope you have the time of your life... know what I mean?
It's Green day.. in the end it's right, I hope you have the time of your life.

But yet..
But maybe..
Could be or would be?

Life's at time is such a perilous distinction. Where we lay our bed someday maybe taken away. You said it didn't happen in your territorial inhabitant. You defy such habitat. yet, our life over and over again. ..do we commit such crime that the bed of our life had been riden away. Take a minute to ponder... where does you wanna lead yourself. Your answer gotta be constant and does not deprieve of the straight line to bear the confidence and coup de security that you are without a shadow of doubt.

I had make some proclaimation today and will not defile myself of and devourer of men. We make the rules and we cross the bridges by it. Where do we stand by the end of 31/12/08?
The clock is ticking. Your heatbeat is sheltering from all sorts of fear from what your brain could execute. Executing what your process in your head..

yES... it's in your head.. even the zombies could smell that miles away. What are we that we are so blind to see..

What proclaimation am I professing you may ask?

Did you really take the time to tear down the sedentary of our curiousity and queries deeper?

What is your delusion? How do you really spell the chain of life of average human life that could barely sometime, in generally, barely yea... live past 10000 days..

This mad existence concur not and bear no fruits of a solid conclusion. It's an on going process. It's the embrio, the enzyme, the basic tenacity, Your XXX trillion cells in motions to perplex the breath that you so deeply deprieve just because you want to rush that minutes to get up to the ass of your bosses or your spouse set your on fire.. No it's your house...no, it's the apartment that you swear you will jump down someday, but since than you were flying kites all over the windy afternoon.

ARR, what cock and bull nonsense is this fella saying?

I am crying out loud here !! Didn't you see?

The wall of Jericho was about to be torn down by my proclaimation..

Hey, such an heretic revelation yea.. Nope.

Heresy only cease itself if it happen otherwise.

You sons and daughters of Zion.. Take the gauntlet...

as I deliberately going to proclaim

Rush on the city and over the wall, humpty dumpty does know why he had a great fall..

An order that is running tall..
Will militia de coup happen this Sunday?
Rumours ring again..
You should know better..
Let watch and pray
..

As I digress a little...

I am about the blow the trumpet..

I am about to sound the alarm..

Battle cry..!!!

Listen to this ...

Carefullly...!!!

Here by I shall proclaim :

"i WANNA RIDE MY BICLYCLE"