Maleficent Condescension: Operator Disgrace

Beautiful approximate,

     Melancholy swelling apathy, Tide of a lethargic debt over life currency, Pride of our sand castling post empathetic universally disproportionate applauding hands raised towards greed, A torn joy memory world... Never a moment killing dreams idle.

     We're the inherent vibe of a mirrored translation lost in the deeply violent oblivion atlantis waters attempting to resound as one ocean's tragically disproportionate manifest false never predestined fate, Where children since genesis' reincarnate endlessly, Dying to prove Karma's right full existence.

In lieu of our participation in,
Drowning Agnosticism with Atheism's ease