A human reaction to thought is love. I think of it when I respond to my knowledge. Love is attention. To love the forces that attract my breast.
The possibilities are two barometric measurements. highs and lows. The sheer height of a mountain. The high is an increase of affection, a sight that challenges my escape. While the lows are a slightly lower form of attention, the deeper part of affliction. To overcome the enigma of surviving my turbulence, psyche and my compulsive behaviour of grasping thoughtful imprints. "I don't understand," my tendency to reason the way I speak.
My destructive thoughts, a supernova that collapsed the truth. I am familiar with the matters of light and it's Georgian calendar. Time is the affair of commitment. Mind the alteration of the recipient system, a galaxy of wonders.
"I am starstruck." The system of love. This is my reaction to subversive thoughts: I want more.
The love story is albeit romantic, it is subtle.
The light, scientifically, is a high. It is the enhancement of body's susceptibility to cyclic fatty alkyl monomers. An interaction of first bases. Methyl- groups. The tab.
With a hard to breach immune system, innate function is to reject foreign objects. I would not let a strange man enter my house. Similarly, body will not account discrepancies.
Foreign objects are usually attached to an ester- an intelligent bag of some sort. Esters are fatty acids that break down. The breaking down of compounds is the understanding of shapes. The opening up of a suitcase and revealing its insides- a bag of valuable things. Thus it breaks down slowly with mindful intrusion. What is in the bag? Light energy. That is the symmetrical connection between mind and source. The function of mind is to understand these symmetrical lines as shapes. It is the ability of structures to be broken-down to elementary substances that initiate the high. The straight lines adjacent to corners in methyl groups are the points of breaking. The corners mark the end of understanding.
This must mean one thing, a sequence of absorbed true conviction that occur in transit which targets perception and broadens the perceived denotation.
The definition of being high: to be outside the range of function. To be under the mercy of being.
Sense is the emotion of knowing ones' temperament. To null this emotional condition, the reaction to state must be broken down to fathomable comprehension. Temperaments are sets of reactions to a particular situation or event that has been observed in the context of specific circumstance and is a reflection of what happens when the person experiences a certain moment of truth or reality. This may include a sense of belonging and understanding of what happened.
This will produce a connection between mind and error. Error being a side effect of being, where mistakes are the result of a process that is often overlooked or not understood as a consequence of conceptualised reality. Human.
The reality is the living process of being where energy is reluctant to become. The reaction to self is the awareness of behaviour and memory.
Memory of action is a series of experiences that translate into convention and reason. The sense of knowing oneself.
Understanding of self will produce a studied consequence of action and mistakes.
Failure is the construct of love. My common sense has dropped its factual insight. It falls onto me to declare love a subject of contempt, to discuss the antagonist of commitment. To continue in caring manner to not hate the process of burden. To produce a studied consequence of action to not make a mistake.
To err, is to love.
The realisation of act are answers to how to be and become. Sensibility is the knowing virtue of mistakes and error.
A human reaction to a positive thought is considered a high. It is the meaning that is extracted from light energy that translates to a heightened sense of being. To be happy, is to translate effectively the understanding of what it means to be. That is that all thoughts are happy thoughts, considering the purpose "I want to be happy."
Wanting is a forced animation of doing. This means that the result occurs upon impulse.
Ever since I realised my existence is a form of mind conceptualisation, I desired the feeling of being happy. Being content with myself was fair covet. My mistake is that I want it too often.
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