Reconciliation Brings Purification

The premonition of a lilting spiraling spirit is luxuriating unfathomable impressions and approaches us with an inconceivable euphoria. The wandering salesman slithers aimlessly in search of his elusive alleviation. Kindling an enduring influx of sentimentality awakens hither all presuming prophets of gloom. Enfolding atmospheric inventions the salesman ripples gingerly in augmentation. Embracing an antique bouquet which blooms unceasingly as he enters his phantasmagoria. Lullabying the enfant terrible arouses a skeptic who resumes his bitter and acrimonious procession. Whipping tempests of cleansing power are proceeding with a torrential deluge. Honestly spoken our voices appeal through a Gloria to incite an atmosphere of reconciliation. The blindness of pride will be disposed assumed as superfluous and injurious to our purification. Subterranean murmuring flowers will surge forward and then wither into a cocoon to retreat and consume each opposing revelation. An impromptu of spontaneous tunes is fluttering gently at our waking hour, chaperoning our inauguration. We reverently implore our instinctive resource to accompany our ethereal journeys. Eventually accentuating our existential essence in kinship with our incipient course we will influence the habitat of the unworthy. Transcending through rapturous valleys empowered with trust reflecting in aftermath pensively, which resolution we shall endorse. Never swimming with the masses. Imploring urgently for our basic freedoms. We then invoke our ingenuity to perfect our existence and to endure the task of finding internal peace and eternal wisdom.