Full on


Roar once more.

Its not about your confidence,

Its not the things to be one with self.

Cry as a wolf,

Loneliness is not an option,

Its there as your slave to the bone,

commiting itself as your throne.

πŸ˜†πŸ€—πŸ™‚πŸ˜€πŸ‘ŠπŸ‘ŠπŸ€˜πŸ’ͺπŸ˜„πŸ˜ƒπŸ˜‚πŸ˜πŸ‘ŠπŸ€˜πŸ’ͺπŸ’ͺπŸ’ͺ

Spitfire

c15 @rtsydhude, original.

c17 @rtsydhude, re-invizioned, updated.

πŸ˜†πŸ€—πŸ™‚πŸ˜„πŸ™‚πŸ˜€πŸ˜ƒπŸ˜‚πŸ˜€πŸ˜πŸ‘ΊπŸ‘ΉπŸ˜ˆπŸ‘ŠπŸ€˜πŸ’ͺπŸ’ͺ

The unneccessary thing.

“… with the evils of war can thouroughly understand. . . ”

II: 7. Waging war. p52

-Sun Tzu / The Art of War

🀘🀘🀘πŸ’ͺπŸ’ͺπŸ’ͺπŸ˜²πŸ˜²πŸ˜²πŸ˜€πŸ˜€πŸ˜ˆπŸ‘ΉπŸ‘Ί

In profit
or gain,

investments are ordained.

In love

nor war

emotional are refrained.

Trust are betrayals,

Betrayals are the thrust

are the sole purpose of

war,

and that is nothing to be

ashamed nor to blame coz,

here we go again and again.

And then

the rock turned to the moss,

gave it a name,

coz it wanted to gain momentum,


It called it,

Beat

and 

Rythm.

While the water was flowing.

πŸ˜ŽπŸ˜πŸ˜˜πŸ˜—πŸ˜™πŸ˜šβ˜ΊπŸ˜ŽπŸ˜πŸ˜˜πŸ˜—πŸ˜ŽπŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜„

@rtsydhude=:Cutiepie… c17m25

πŸ˜ŽπŸ˜πŸ˜˜πŸ˜—πŸ˜™πŸ˜šβ˜ΊπŸ™‚πŸ€—πŸ˜ŽπŸ˜πŸ˜€πŸ˜‚πŸ˜—πŸ˜™

Caracas

Art blocke v2. khol.1a.i

πŸ˜ŽπŸ˜ŽπŸ˜ŽπŸ€”πŸ€”πŸ€”πŸ˜€πŸ˜£πŸ˜₯😣πŸ˜₯😏😢

😴πŸ˜ͺ😫😴πŸ˜ͺ😫😴πŸ˜ͺ😫😝😝😝😨😧

@rtsydhude c17m23

πŸ˜ŽπŸ˜ŽπŸ˜ŽπŸ€”πŸ€”πŸ€”πŸ˜§πŸ˜¨πŸ˜§πŸ˜¨
“to see my folly, is to be my fault

blinded nothing but my undie”

-OAM M17TH25/5

excerpts in “The x phacthore”. pg 71
πŸ˜¨πŸ˜§πŸ˜¨πŸ˜§πŸ˜¨πŸ˜§πŸ˜†πŸ˜πŸ˜€πŸ˜₯πŸ˜£πŸ˜πŸ˜šπŸ˜™πŸ˜™πŸ˜—πŸ˜˜
All are blind;

until one has a mind,

that never ends,

that never sleeps,

until all left is to be kind;

enough to see,

without a libido,

and castrated in love

so to speak.

12 muses. 3rd qtr. Lachesis’ line

To you

For you

About you,

I know you can,

i see you can,

thing is Why of all things

That the line has to drawn,

That a line have to be torn down,

that this time a line had a limitation.

Once upon a birth,

when the twine is thick now it runs

with fumes upon years

of frown and frustration.

Dream a thick nor thin,

the line as the same since

until it was then but not now.

My dear cute and sweet Lachesis,

please tow the line

before mine own is never the same

and keep my line intact

for i know not of the fate you can deal,

only the last sister decides not you, not you.