An encounter with ...
Queen bishop pawn.
Guns N’ Roses - November Rain
The Beginnings turn into a mortal event. A voice war with globalist and idealist to lead the way into future conflicts of interest.. Nations against nations in unified pacts of ideology. Continental plates of ballistic missile contrails of destruction possibilities and probabilities…
Huddling in homes of ideology warfare as the species sentient rights are exploited by corporate alliance with religion and politicians spouting linear language out of sync with resonance beings desires and wants.
The 7th rank executives denied access and double down on security measures to protect capitalism’s “ferngi” tower of commerce lauding over the cement ponds of metropolis..
I am recruiting for a dandelion yellow optimism as Jesus is coming in all His glory.. Video evidence of all corporate lobbyist intrusions into the affairs of mankind.. Politicians stuttering and diverting topic of question as if the law of common sense is ignored in front of their micro phones on podium of societies news flash podium of ideology contrary to the belief that 0>1.
Commerce is a zero = everything as antimatter takes hold of our sentient birth in the ethereal world of creation…
Where gender instincts mattered.. I am a King side pawn diplomat of love for nurture of the queen side pawns of delight and gait of voice and smiles of pleasantries, sitting in the gazebo of conscious encounters…
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“Shh …be still,” Queen Bishop Pawn squires.
Focus; seen her before ...deep forest squares, young maiden’s third. Once, bathing in blue-white satin pond orb of awareness. Luminous passion fog girdles her bubble swirl personality. Expectation’s cliff flows silk trait pedals flutter, charm’s waterfall hypnotic noble nutrient grows molecular-curves. Species stature ethereal antimatter manipulation nurture, superpowers of her tribal gender identity.
I’m in her eyes. Express tends wounds… delicate, but firm. Efficient touch, devotion duties, pawn family. Aurora smile effervescence flows Nightingale’s triage delight. Discerns past darken shades, hues of my condition. Trauma slows, suave of her soothes seared conscious echoes… A look about, draws supple close, whispers sung....
“Rest..or’…ation’ of code Sen...ti’ents’
flows a’looon’g streams of Con’sciou’s..ness’.”
“Love Reign O’er Me” The Who
Her arboretum conscious decor radiates nebulae puff roams of …yellow neon silk strands optimism. Evidence of Queen’s council. Young green operatic-feminine mystic, pascal thorn-free root-vines resonance of her systemic emergence. Evolves a pulse bellow fertile rainbow-nutrient seed, from her ambitions soil of desire.
Virtuous warrior, bare low sword ready. Passion hot curves yield tan muscle flows. Primal equality functions’ purpose of Pawn duo. Hue’s emotion, true purpose, deep low dip, shoulder blade strong. Bloom, pascal cleavage, moon shadows elations allure. Embedded devotion, to heal that which is already known.
Motives bloom burgundy-rich nectar, fibrous-succulence flowers her garden bloom identity. Idealism’s precious soft plumes ambitions germinates queenside garden floor. Shrouds of white path laden with rose petals, 🥀 fresh of softness hope…
Pat Benatar - One Love
Passion nurture sword poised, ready to execute refractive expectations. Posture threatens absence of fair maiden possibilities. Gait arrested,escorted away. Slip shawl enlightenment from touch, covert desire, her well-being.
Queenside color’s her feminine arboretum glory, engulfed by plumes spectacular. Voice’s rose hue lips elegant concerns. Strong antimatter power, overcomes conscious scars of my kingside horny nature. Timbre, sooth utterings rush of silk hallowed glory.
Conscious: Polarizing neon strip glow show of arboretum intrigue, identic belly button tease, cougar hunt prowl. Elations maginations, abrupts heart’s courtyard gazebo training protocols, in-her-face data tongue transfer denied…
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