June 13, 2015

My ExCess


I am obLiterate in this onslaught against the very fibre if this that linked us to the mutual success of my inevitable success upon which you have conjoined your excess estimates of the risk do not meet your short minded self centre their will fore a reckoning which will further erode me to your planned failure of my ruination for I know what schema attack you are forming fearful of your age embarrassed by the formula you had created but we're unwilling to invest in. Life requiems earned investment or fail lures us to a precipice demised in your own misguided disguise.  We can mire in the far flung mud of the cesspools we created or we can fertilise a firmament upon that long lost.  

In other words.