So deep, yet somehow sublime, one imagines that with the passing of time, self reflecting will hold no mirror or time in mind. For to entertain the notion that deep down something is truly broken, won't sit well after a solipsism spell.
To unpack the idea, perhaps the mind was never truly clear. So it was through one's own deep seeded fear that plotting a death was never a personal distress, because when it's well thought out in time, the danger doesn't feel so near, but wonderfully clear.
To have been in the presence of such a mind, would make anyone's time feel less sublime, for at the decision of the instinctively driven conclusion will always stay, focused on death, by no means to impress.
But a mind so bold, calculated and cold, can only believe that the justification of dumping one deep in the ocean, will free one from self inflicted harm, because being cloaked under illusion, is a deliberate form of delusion.
For a child is clever enough to know, intrusive in-visioning rationalises insane thoughts and clearly plays out the directors precision, for it's all in a deluded decision, for how long has it crossed that mind, to clearly depict a soul taken from time?
For an entitled brain, it perceives the right, the decision that it's well justified to consume a life, merely by the knife, but for me at least, the beast will feast, I will cease to exist. The blood crazed mind will also expire in time, as to elude conviction will be the greatest imposition.
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