In The Unlikely Event

Intern at Present Plus / Kuvva, loving the art, loves food too. Makes delicious coffee during his free time.
~ Tuesday, July 13 ~
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Even if it takes a lifetime.

Walls come crashing down, crashing all around. Just a taste; it takes hold. Just a sip; craving for more. You’ve come around and taken everything, uncontrollably, your words have been guiding me. A maze of overwhelming emotions, evading every stop sign, evading every u-turn. Lost and forced to recognize defeat but never to be stopped. Your one resonating soul, one persuit, love is the conquest, bliss is the prize. 

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~ Friday, April 16 ~
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Fin

This is the end

It has happend, It is time
The bell is loud, The trumpet is blown
Judgement day has come
Prepare to face the truth

There is no turning back
There is no second chance
There is no escape
The ground is trembling
The sky is bleak
The day has come, for you
To face the truth

Brace yourself, they’re coming for us

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~ Tuesday, April 13 ~
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The 7th Trumpet

Here I am

Mountains will crumble
The sky will fall
The sun will fade

I have arrived

Cities will burn
Nations will dissolve
Mankind will succumb

I am the plague

Hope is no more
Dreams will perish
Love will corrupt
Your soul is mine

This is your demise

For I am here

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That one brief moment between two strangers

Intoxicatingly Beautiful. Deliciously Desirable. To instantaneously be shredded from the fabric and space, harkening to a singular existence which flows through the ages. Encountering your one resonating soul. Something purer than attraction, timeless, a mutually assured existence that manifests not only within your body, but also throughout your mind and soul. One whose awesome pull, so fearsome, all nature bends to its will and sets loose your imagination. This is that which pierces the stars in all the heavens and infused that spark of life into the folds of existence… creating beauty itself.

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