Still- the likeliness of the sun is blinding. It is energizing, -forgetting, -staring like paranoia. Encompassing like your mother. Always there, for now. Then dies. Before, or after you. Unknown. Internally god is fooling us, combusting us, demising us. Beginning new prophets, -republicans. The democracy demise of a world which can be growing. ----------------------------------------------Then she says, " Oh, well," sit back, wait. Nothing doing.. Got other shit to do. Cus us all, Oh well.