I have some extrodinary goals.
None of which I consider,
would be considered extrodinary?
That former inhibited self;
that I blamed on my complacency.
Now I trot, gallop in leaps and bounds!
But: fear the whale.
Fear it.
That almighty, whale.
How I whaled uncontrollably at the thought.
The thought terminated.
I exterminated the thought.
Such power.
A propelled intensified emotion.
That I caused such deliberated it of.
I feel not friendly reminded of.
I not feel it is reminded of myself.
But decided as I have.
As wisely.
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