Foot to the pedal. The smooth-moving train. The feeling. The dashing object. Whizzing past for a feeling of excitement and bliss. But will I be going anywhere? Will I improve anything? Chasing the blissful horses. My ones doing OK. The world is full of objects of desire. These objects can move you away from the true purpose. But so does idle time?!
Make me worship you better? I am stuck. Fizzled. Brain fogged. Wasting time. Give me a purpose and a wife and a life and make it all correct for me so I can worship you better and more. That is my intention.
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