The Fabric of Time part 2 (C) 2026 edits in progress

 When?

Our World was smaller than it is now. There once was a King/Queen. Well, actually

                                    THERE IS A STRUCTURE TO IT ALL 

                    Letting Go Of Our Old Selves

...and so the king had to have what seemed as constant entertainment in his own special way...Had Jesters ,story tellers, bards, A Priest, majician, and a musician. 

Had enough currency to last him and his residence for a while and even for after that while expired. You could call it "YEARS." But the pains caused by the king directly or indirectly, or caused by the residents. What once was nice brand new and clean take a new look and had a likeness to the King's castle now look like floors stacked on top each other with eyes represented by the windows/ many now broken. They seem lifeless:    

          I always hated being that Special Kid that would inevitably grow into that Special Adult. How 

          COULD I EVER ESCAPE A STATISTIC PERFORMANCE AND PITY?                                                 TRYING MY BEST and NOT TO be                                                                                                                               ENOUGH!                                                                                                                                                                                          -RED MARKS-                                                                                                                                                        on                                                                                                                                                                PRISTINE white                                                                                                                                                           PAPER                                                                                                                                                                         where we're 

                                                                       THE BLACK                                                                                                                                                                ink                                                                                             was supposed to be set correctly:

                                                            DON'T LET THEIR DEFINITION OF TIME                                                                                              -DEFINE YOURS-

for the king had to keep himself in power by having people depend on him                                                      Maybe                                                                                                                                                                           The                                                                                                                                                                            king                                                                                                                                                                           was                                                                                                                                                                             good                                                                                                                                                                           Once Upon "A Time."                                                                                                                                                                           Maybe The People?                                                                                                                                                                         DEPENDED                                                                                                                                                                          on him TOO MUCH                                                                    "For Their Happiness."

 

For THEIR king

Didn't have time listen to his subjects and his residents.

What was the,                                                                                                                                                        When did the Bards, Historians, Authors, Poets, Priest, Majicians, and Musicians become                                                                            THE REPRESENTATION                                                                                                                                                  OF                                                                                                                                                          THE RESIDENTS?

cracks                                                                                                                                                                             in the roof.                                                                                                                                                                          FOR NATURE WILL MAKE ITS WAY                                                                                                               IN                                                                                                                                                                    TRAP YOU IN ITS LIFE 

                                            if not stopped WITH THE RAIN "REIGN"                                                                                                              settling in between the roof and makes the ceiling swell before it makes itself known:

                                     "I'VE GIVEN YOU AN ALLOWANCE."

The lack of food                                                                                                                                                                           or the lack of shelter.

"Well LET THEM EAT brioche." Marie Antoinette...          some say she said,"Let them eat cake."

"Everybody knows that you have N0

                                                            REAL                                                                                                                                                                power," The Musician proclaimed after THE MAJICIAN

told him of His Idea to escape                                                                                                                                                                           TO OVERCOME

THE king's grasp,

after the majician sought help from THE PRIEST, he entered into a tower and underneath a BLOOD RED MOON'S thin veil that exist to join world's. They witnessed a BEHEMOTH WINGED FIGURE fly in front of THE NIGHT'S EYE that BECAME a spherical boundary. Suddenly, a colony of bats attacked the winged figure. 

soon in Your Thereafter

its innards fell at the majician's feet.

SEE                                                                                                                                                                            THE RATS THAT FED OFF OF the scraps on the king's floor. Scraps that were are and contain good and bad emotions that are thought to be energies left behind.

FOR EVERYTHING                                                                                                                                                                           radiates a vibration.

                                      For:                                                                                                                                                                           it is FATE                                                                                                                                                           that EVERYTHING                                                                                                                                                               ADAPTS

                                                                                    while the king was looking in THE MIRROR FOR that countless time telling himself how GREAT HE was is will be and discussing with his his confidant beautician. He didn't notice THE MUSICIAN taking a strand of his hair (heir).

"YOU KNOW THERE'S A BETTER WAY," The Priest said STANDING AT THE majician's and musician's door with The LohRd.

Rising The Sun (The Day's Eye) as His Personal Halo, "It is already being put The Reality's, The Realities woven together," The Musician said as he knocked seven times on The Majician's door.

The Majician stayed up late and performed THE RITUAL from 2 to 3 am is the best  time for majicians to do what those of The Craft do. Before giving.                                                                                                  "Well,"

TWO MELODIES, SOUNDS CONTRAST-that of the devil                                                                                                                                                  that of God                                                                                        She/He cried he/She was his comfort                                                                                                                  Cold collides with Heat                                                                                                                                                                                                  -Darkness a pact with Light-                                                                                                                                                                             Every Time 

                                                                           Some One Some Thing stands in the light to Casts Shadows and that condition of chaos THE ALLUSIONAL ALGORITHMS                                                                                                                              ALLEGORIES OF the devil on one shoulder. So before you do that imagine 

PONDER, "Does God wants You to do it?"-or "What would your child think?" 

          

                                                                                                                                 

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