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Paradisiacal Winter's Daytime in Ecstatic Labyrinth

The emotion even dying in that state kept on me, that tangibly sensed and mindful experience could deter only the ones whose life must be pegged down that fantasy, in mutually affectionate understanding.


That experience done in winter rather intensifies that memory engraved in deeply mind and bodily intoxicatedly remindful remembrance to the same thing shared ones together, that must be one of the strongest solidarity.


Nobody could know but the ones who was attracted into deeply emotionally and moreover so melted, then there must be the harshest hell only the ones could know so well from deep inside of mind and body.


Moreover that personal memorable matter jointed another very beautifully amorous birth of another presence which could seduce own mind in shamefully physically healthy own nature.


That hell downfall destined desirable taboo must torture the ones whose one melted and unimaginably intoxicated night could drag another satanically taboo ghostly time duration.


These serially demoniac series told me that truly beautifully kind of dubious libido heaven must age the one like me. Because that expressible night must have destructed any other wonderful values in world, thus truly languid spiritless-ness must be created at sleepless one impulsive midnight as rambler pursuing only pleasured travel whole over the world, in not so geographical meant it either.


No need power, no need money, no need jealousy just in front of that truly cloud nine setting on dellusional night.


Nothing to want, need, follow but it, only the feeling has overspreaded my mind and body.
I feel so harsh pain that I could never meet the same empirically done one in this world, you know.


The colors, sound of whispering, fragrantly, only the ones having that night must exist, I'm convinced of that absolute truth in universe.
Don't you know that mind and satisfied sensation, do you?


Please find out the same one to those realities for me, here so seemingly generous and affectionate you, yes, here that you!
Because anytime daytime specifically midst cold winter must be only for coming of the true hell, you see.




Jan. 14th.     2022