Apologies, have you heard? The arc of fallacy of equivocation, that thou be of censured, that hegemony of bailiwick is to fall in utter oblivion. Not quite, I'd perceive so, look around, have yourself be orientated in the spatial of the world. The reverberance, recalcitrant of people to be meretricious upon uxorious things, unneeded, need not fear you should be. As we reign once again, to forbid, to interdict the verboten by merely enhancing the defamatory, to rid the endemic, the egregious is to have it be faced right on. If you ignore those of crude desultory, they would arise overtime, and soon have you be dissipated in to utter imbroglio. As you witness all of certainty crumble, be the one, let not be dissembled by of earthly desires, and have you be heuristic and solve the problem, the fecund, the jejune of all certainty. It may seem recherche at of first stance, but it most certainly will not. Unravel my words, my depiction, it is of right in front of our crude eyes, yet you disregard them, due to us being insolent, contumacious upon all of certainty. Of course, as we are deceived by earthly desires, that emotions, that strive for notability is logically prioritized which is obscene in fact. That is beyond invidious, have we not stated that to acquire notability is to possess of achievements, achievements of unilateral sagacious-ness? That you are willing to be inveterate among the beings such as of us, that you be munificient and forgive, you coalesce to turn taciturn, to fix, to be judicious. That is of what makes us human, not poignant intellect, not vituperative appearance, not lambaste wealth, not to calumniate all of certainty, trust me, if you believe intellect is of what makes us intriguing, that is of immensely intrasigent, and I could go as long as I want to censure your beliefs that you egotistical grandiloquent shall of be. Just sustain faith, faith that one day, of lachrymose, of eccentric deceit, that one day, humanity shall rendezvous can rid the conflicts, the controversy, the anathema, and castigate deceit, so that we form our own supposed land of arcadian. Is that not what we wish for? Not what we demand for? If so, perhaps of platitudinous one shall be, let us make it happen instead of spoken, lets have a world exorbitant in of peace, in of quiescent thou be. Let thy earthly desires forbid, let thy glut and greed be verboten and follow what fills one to be human, to be supposed "men of peace" to not be dissembled by emotions that lead to parsimonious acts, one shall not be pendulous in doing so as well considering you yourself have stated you wanted a world of peace, let not dissensions falter us so, let be unanimity, tergiversation of cozening ambidexterity not vacillate us. Be strong, ruminate this certainty, we need not any more lachrymose due to rebarbative predicaments, conceit. Do we not want petrichor and all of what makes our world, our world? Then in solitude of all of our countenance, we shall prevail as one and conjecture this utter antithesis, hiraeth, the lacuna.
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Thesis- Histrionic
General FictionHas the world dissembled us? Segregated us from all of perpetuity? Such a nefarious yet tenacious world, not quite astounding isn't it? Have it be isolate us from certainty. Lets embark onto the intrasigent of the world, have it be endemic or fulsom...
