Distraction, distractions. Everywhere distractions to tempt you and waste your time, so you spend less time sitting in the truth. These distractions like bright unnatural lights from storefront windows, beautiful perfect manniquens tempt fantasies of greed and lust and being loved, a fleeting collection of moments of love that don’t connect in retrospect at all. Until one day you become bitter because there are less or no fleeting moments ahead left and you are closer to dying. And for this you have understood nothing, gained nothing, for the price of suffering you paid for with your life.
Just a monster of corruption and power with a thousand tentacles and no head, no brain, no eyes I can aim at and shoot.
The head of corruption being the father and his Holy Spirit
So he used her and distracted her with nothing, because those fleeting moments were leaving him, he could feel it’s absence tearing off pieces of flesh of his body like flesh eating fish. and he was desperate to not be the one to disappear. he would not lose. it was his reason for being.
SUBLIME COURAGE 
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