LoveSexDirection

So here's life driven spawned and employed by fantasy. Imagine that we are in the comfort of something completely visceral. Dream of the best thing imaginable and bring it out of it's sweet slumber. Desire the marble of the reality and hewn the diamonds out till they are revealed. We are the ones of burning fire running toward the sun. We are the strength of thousands of armies of men fighting for reason. We are the foundation of a hundred skyscrapers holding up our stories to the heavens. We are the reason for the constructs of morality. We change the pragmatic ones into spontaneous direlects. We are the pain of the children who run to save their mothers and fathers. We are the binding tie that sex creates. The extreme that desire procreates. Inclusive to all, exclusive to few. Spaded inspiration is the spike driven into the hand of destiny. LoveSexDirection