The Mental illness Archives

Part Nine: Preachers of Destiny...

Description: Many once thought justifying passersby don't exemplify the right number of attitudes towards the very one's who have now become the very "victims" too their own "disembodied" logical willpower... Whose pure examples (are and now) have truly been "cleansed" right off the DAMN map! And (seemingly) thrown out the window, for the better! Because a simulation for reasoning didn't simply agree with the "many once thought justifying passersby" towards what the one's "who have now become the very victims"... Now essentially have too live by the code of their own complete opposite counterparts....

A preacher is nothing but a general lackluster towards its own cause...

While destiny itself is nothing more than a dried-up husk belonging entirely straight down from the entire bottom downward motion of a succession that deserves too be at the very bottom most layer of something totally "impenetrable"!

Because if it was that simple too be that "said and done" (within the very confines of this once desperate attempt for a good enough revelation too have had enough of the games "day in and day out")....

Except, what exists now and did (prematurely)... Was something that of a very "justful" cause towards how being in a place your again (seemingly) meant too be in. While also NEVER meant too STEP FOOT into... EVER!

So, besides something that (supposedly) initiates an experience where it too then (seemingly) changes "drastically" straight into an "engagement" that's full of too much (seemingly) "positive" energy... What happens when that's not how things are necessarily "supposed" too go... But instead, are just simply "meant" too play out, either (naturally or unnaturally)...?

Well, deciding (differently) is another VERY "justful" cause (without limitations) brimming the very surface that enacts a certain "remedy" (of sorts) from letting you actually have a single "claim" too this actual (unknown, but utterly "uncharted" territory, first and foremost) as the very present uneven stationary interpretation.

But what about desires from this now so called "cemented fragmentation"...?

That's when out of NOWHERE something spoke up in the slightest murmur... As if it was something more like your usual mouse giving off the slightest and lightest (less weighing tone of the single quietest "squeak") imaginable!

And this very squeak is what would (normally) be in ANY house that was festering about when being entirely within/surrounded a certain "warmth" that was (actually for once)... "Acknowledging" a seemingly random someone...when letting both a single (seemingly and supposedly) now called "stranger" in without checking for their (good enough) "validation", first...

And now without failure for a certain validation too go simply "unnoticed"... This is what would call upon the "Preachers of Destiny" too hear the cemented fragmentations call! But a call too what? And also... "From where, exactly...?"

"Isn't it obvious by now...?" Someone said, truly trying to come too grips with what they were actually saying (for once at the very least). Versus the usual basic daily fluttering of life just (seemingly)... "Passing them by"!

That's when this very little itsy-bitsy cemented fragmentation looked around as if he/she was aware of their own heartbeat... As if by a single heartbeat that was able too go off (as it ALWAYS had)...but ALWAYS went unnoticed in one single moment of an instance....

That being said, the cemented fragmentation looked on and on for ANY direction from where that single tone of voice came from... Moments passed. And nothing came of ail. Just as NOTHING...came, (essentially) too be...

And just as if enough time had passed for the certainty too then become (all the sudden)...the very "uncertainty" that didn't last well from within a victim who was magically "ripped and stripped" of ALL their belongings!