There Is... But One Sacrifice.

Matter is based on a subjective and a relative scale, never directly (or categorically) through a form or collective state of a mass. They say: “It’s impossible to change center mass, nor is it possible to predict it.”

-That understanding or “knowledge” includes the understanding of a singular consistency, that ALL mass (or weight) is solely existent from a triangular shape (one that composes light, photons and particles). This is also to say, light is just as symmetrical as it is 

Do not seek the comforts,

Of another person's,

Successes.

Don't stutter,

Don't stumble,

Don't mutter,

Don't mumble.

Source: TEMRM

The velocity tells where the position is. Due to a definitive fact, such as the traveling speed, one can calculate where it will be, thus... The location.

If the question of "what is a particle?" Is asked, it would be subjected to the environment in which it has been placed. Because each and every physical thing in our existence, we reflect or "perceive" is a projection.

This natural observation/understanding is how blind or deaf people still "see" color, or "hear" sound.

It is also why we as a species can continously learn, forget, or change information.

Because any context: past, present and future, are memories. We are constantly expelling energy, outward thus, we live out our thoughts, before we can act upon any of them, with our emotion(s) or "vibrations". We can (inevitably) travel faster than the light that built us, within very few exceptions.

For real physists only

It makes too much sense to 'bed' a person, before you actually sleep with them.

A person’s personality is the origin of mineral and vitamin-based sources.

One mind is simply the creation of their usage, nothing more.

"If you want to travel...

Then make the drive."

Four walls, 1 call, and too many multiple halls. I’ve been this charmed and blessed...

My mental state is of an incomparable truth.

Death-to-me, as I am besieged!

1 ceiling and 1 floor... how should this not...

just as more, Become asked of for sure?

Why does this light forgive, and of its time...

Who has set such a greater purpose?

The moment of life and death’s meet is quite....

An oddity. We kiss and hug, to showcase our love.

But with what body, thought or word should EVER,

--EVER begin to speak so... sweetly? 

As if the blossoms of every flower is to burn with blood

-- whilst dripping from the spines of thorns.

Grow boldly, tiny Goddess. Your forest here, is an old man’s

once forgotten finest. Please (dearest little) forsake no brother.

They fight and kill, all destroy over your affection, remember me.

The most strenuous test of a physical or quantum question begins,

and it ends with the contest of curvature (or degradation) in a linear, line.

The No.RAM Gene.

How’ve I?

-Worldly letters that deliberately pisses on a flat-floored pile of cycled shit for a repurposed fate.

Did the continuum of endless rowing lights... -did those GOD-DAMNED LIGHTS burnout my retinas through the excessive exposure of indoor ceilings?!

It’s a sickly emotion!

I feel as if I should still be eating the fleshly package of any remaining parcels, should any actually exist. I can’t say what the pain taught me then. Shit, I can’t even say what I have learned, today!