"I Believe, That The Kind Of Faith People Need Is Controlled By Coincidences Which May Be Too Miraculous

The Watch

Lifeless machine, mechanical dream.

Who may we be, inside of a colorless sea?

Does this reality, beckon safety to your sunken ships?

Give them a light for your shore... a long lost truth.

Forgive oceanic and ancient’s waves

--they are, as they once were... enslaved.

Count them, the sins.

I will stay, crashing on broken bays.

You’ll know death, personally. She’s the testimony of rituals, a choir hymn.“

"Shattering/disintegrating bullets. A thin/loose casing helps to contain the rounds before impact, that can dissipate at a given distance, which then allows the projectile to burst into tiny pieces on contact with the target."

"An inanimate capacity mechanical projectile that can (respectively) transform based on the target's barrier(s). 1. If organic/water-based the bullet will use anti-organic/water-based purposes. 2. If kevlar, AP mechanics would be immediately used, instead... so on and so forth. (This ammunition and others can be interchangeable.)"

Atomic numbers determine all fates of cellular structures and re-insure their physical embodiment.

"I think being in-love with someone is knowing you will (in any and every way) always be the focal point of their hatred. There is, then, to never be given the chance to be valued. Not for the person you are, or who you will ever become...

Perhaps that is "true love"? It changed everything for one person, who honestly... could only love themselves?"

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

"Oh yes! But. -You have forgotten its importance... and now you know less than what you have thought! Is this not the lesson you had wished to learn? It can only be what you choose, and I see... you believe in magic! Just how those wiseful old physicians use of words, which of whom are elder to both of you? Yes, I do remember! Yet why are your hands so smooth, among this ancient dust and rock? Sheath-not, with that well-tempered blade, and teach us what we simply do not understand! So is it that when you speak, you create our silence - and not a mortal static! Ah the power of words, they just cripple one's posterity (the body)... oh, those poor little and brittle bones!"

If you do not speak, you cannot be heard.