con fes sings ıı

the most important thing to confess is that confessings a calendar   it is in fact the truest calendar   the calendar of calendars   why is this?   its easy my fiends   because theres nothing more bound to time than confessing   as you confess more you live more and as you live more you confess more as bàbá phenethÿlia writes in their seminal karma kollection woh ne reeb   but this is just kindergarten analysis for spiritual foeti   the juicy juice is yet to come   ah youve heard that before you seekers after seeking   weve all heard this before   i confess to desiring above all else to share the calendar of confessing with you  this calendar that will reconstitute time and recreate soul  but as a secret worthy of only the noblest hearts it must be released in dribbles and hints   like grizeldas indiscretions   patience my loves the only path to knowledge

i confess to reading the news not for news   not for information or opinions or knowledge or entertainment  but for horror   medias  whether social journalistic sensational awardwinning  far more traumatizing than anything technically falling into the horror genre   less because of the parade of atrocities and more because 

whonyms are thieves and if our socalled education system actually did what it claims to it would teach this from the earliest age   thinking like a thief  thiefology  practical thievery  biothievery  thievery and time  thievery and nothingness  thievery for seniors  cryptothievery  & so on   stealing goods and money thoughs the least of our disaster   even stealing our digits limbs eyes livers and gonads isnt nearly as serious as our most common and legal theft      for if were adept at anything its stealing time soul spirit mind  and those of us who cannot forget the ardor of the house of creation watch amuck the sanctioned spoilings of our embattled zeal

i confess to finding depression more fertile than happiness  more communicative  warmer friendlier  with more depth nobility wit loyalty intelligence curiosity inventiveness   these attributes all the more true as depression doesnt try to be anything but itself   as it doesnt attempt to escape itself and become  horror!  happiness  but instead seeks its own and explores the labyrinthine metallurgy it holds within its ostensibly more dolorous surfaces 

in one place i lived i marked the spots on the wall i hit with my cum  a penciled line with the date and a code referring to the journal entry describing in lewd detail the fantasy i had conjured to achieve such heights   id only add a new line if i shot higher and so the wall took on that feel that some childrens bedrooms doors do when a parent marks their increasing height as they age with a pencil line and date   the few miscreants who happened to find themselves in my bedroom would rarely ask about the lines  whonyms are shockingly unobservant and uncurious  but its easy to waltz around such questions  once in the bedroom always in the fog as granny ı says and so my secret remains   of course if i happen to cum outside an alien hole i tend to follow the instructions of the other party and aim the jizz at whatever body part they instruct in their disarray  tits! face! ass! the usual though a serbian dancer preferred it on her feet followed by a sticky massage   none of this highlights my velocity capacities but thats not it seems what anybodys after