Either All of The Person or Uneasiness

to adore as found in curtains the acceptance of the soul. you come through time and portal into an atmosphere unlocking its furies. loving you is easily accomplished. albeit, you adore—you hide in plain sight. wrapping into you, the form of existence, comes to complete mirage, ghosts, most unable to define you. if granted womb and execution—giving spirit to adjust, a soul loses pieces and parts of his nonexistence. so ensconced in pains the rivers over skies, as it was, in alteration, it now is. too much depending on auras. too much delirium. as a child thought in himself, he became a man, and started to adjust his thoughts. and some lady, as in unknown to us, in plain sight, with affliction, to swim the great seas, to return with melancholia, smiling at one’s birth. a man inside. a woman inside. either developed or developing.     we need think the best of others; not at the risk of unseeing traits.     either it’s adored, understood, or found repulsive.     the mystery is in the lady a man was set to worship; the esoteria is in the non-definition surrounding the aura of the man she adores.     in adoring, the actions might be tamed, in plurality, the ability to love as postmodern souls, the sharing element, the execution element, the indirect element—might be awakened; too much will destroy, in adjustment, or resistance—souls become aloof.     to cherish comes with requirements—as it ought not to; in search for guarantees, one hushes his or her development; in needing particulars, as a rule, wholeness of character, becomes illusive; in performing, one loves the performer, while the performer resents the observer.