Have you seen the light? The change is upon you.
To me, you are a slug in the sun. You are privy to a great becoming but you recognize nothing. You are an ant in the afterbirth. Before me you rightly tremble. But you owe me more than fear. YOU OWE ME AWE...
Think to yourself that every day is your last. The hour to which you do not look forward will come as a welcome surprise. As for me, when you want a good laugh, you will find me in fine state... fat and sleek, a true hog of Epicurus's herd. Just looking at the very image of the finished result will pull those who did not find me worthy into the fold. It will be glorious. You need my opinion? Then here's one... you stink of fear and that cheap lotion. You stink of fear my friend, but you're not a coward. You fear me, but still you came here. You fear this shy boy, yet still you seek him out. Don't you understand? You found me out because we're very much alike. Without our imaginations, we'd be like all those other poor... dullards. Fear... is the price of our instrument. But I can help you bear it. I am not a man. I began as one, but now I am becoming more than a man, as you will witness.
Think to yourself that every day is your last. The hour to which you do not look forward will come as a welcome surprise. As for me, when you want a good laugh, you will find me in fine state... fat and sleek, a true hog of Epicurus's herd. Just looking at the very image of the finished result will pull those who did not find me worthy into the fold. It will be glorious. You need my opinion? Then here's one... you stink of fear and that cheap lotion. You stink of fear my friend, but you're not a coward. You fear me, but still you came here. You fear this shy boy, yet still you seek him out. Don't you understand? You found me out because we're very much alike. Without our imaginations, we'd be like all those other poor... dullards. Fear... is the price of our instrument. But I can help you bear it. I am not a man. I began as one, but now I am becoming more than a man, as you will witness.

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More is recognized than you will ever know. Trust me.You are not looking deep enough into the eyes to see what's truly there...because everything you are looking for, already is. Maybe you are now the fool, and your one desire is standing right in front of you, waiting for you to grab her, and you don't even see your chance. If you don't act quick...your chance may pass you by. You are much more than a good laugh...your soul... i see in your eyes is much more...you give much more than just that. I do not lie. And of course she fears...do you think she should not? What has anyone ever done for her to show that she should trust them...why shouldn't she be scared to experience something so powerful? It's because love hurts. It stabs right through your heart, coming out the other end in pieces..and how do you mend a broken heart? You already give her all she needs and wants..yet you want to give her more...something that will in the end only make you feel more powerful. Everything happens for a reason...that's one thing I live by...so why does this have to be so much more right now? Likeness is the key...already worked it's magic to draw together, and even you say it's right in front of your face... but you do not grab it. You too are scared. Fear shared, aknowledged, and left out on the plank to dangle...until you reach out and grab it. She's waiting for you to grab it...
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