Are the secrets of the Star Force so valuable? Wayne Herchel, is its power truly worth the risk? This is the quest of knowledge in achieving a really dark~forest full of star-entangled~prisms for your landmine-chalice, freaking out in the most positive way imaginable, so an INFP~Healer, Wayne Herchel is (I used to think he was in 2011). The spirit of Purity, or wonder, hope, and fulfillment links back to this Inexorable-stream of all-persuasive~consciousness. That’s the quest for the Star-Forge, Marius~Florin unlocking and unleashing TheUtm
The supermassive deluge was a ginormous tidal wave of seismic proportions, the Eternal-Engine of a Sub-way~maze, discovering Eldes as the Ruler of the Temple, Red reaching God
Pie is the submarine of a never-ending~voyage with Bunny for me
The Cosmic Force Aegis blows a trumpet, a giant horn that feeds into the tummy of Salvation, a Dawn and Dusk glue that holds the Sun in place, so I as Sabrina own Bunny.
Bunny is a really funny trouble causing crane, feeling like the smell of a very strange phosphorescence, a glow in the dark double of a copycat-Zarathustra, my construction-worker~Dad, so he’s a 2-faced~personality, a book-tight~engineer for my timeless-interval~Rocket that Rainbows hated for Cacoons of Heroic-vomit on my part, a devil’s-turbine~drive of Solari of 1.
This sheet or line of dot or canopy is a big spacious angel. No volume goes uncracked, and his wing spread boxes unto the bowstring of his stall everywhere on a statue marble Aegis. This spills or soars pilots into a lane sickness for security switches pressed and left.
The volume was a faint echo of a distant force, passing a sea-sick merchant who was waving films in a side-shifting manic attack, which let loose my truth anchors and a cord of recognition, painting a form for a still water contemplation nexus that can pose a fringe-attribute of your time-scale. All bad omens or stinking hallways crept back like a spinal cord into a vague air pocket. The immersive stream of a reading fabric could banish or set ablaze your free, a plain intruder and obvious self correction, or a crude seasoning of disengagement, a perhaps silent still face that spoke of death and embarrassed downfall, a heart~feather of touch spray insects for sweeping a command cycle, and infesting or bringing a plague upon a sick nasty peace keeper, the instant success ambition of a forthright waning moon, the implant of a subject drawing your situational peace, or laying to rest upon a seduction twister of fortune how I kreep or stake and hold immersed a powerful mage like secrecy of a still impervious downfall, so all that ice that you cast down upon your altar was surfing for a fallen-star of capsized~listeners, or the pretending elastic and fining conspiracy of a still plunged down or crease like violation, like the premonition of a mobility-struck life~line offered fun and swings for a worshipful horse collar, a father of dream-swords and angel~letters, so the snake from the beams of a carnival lecture formed a demon implanted truth objection for having a strange or rare drama and entertainment that conducts and expresses a joy or satisfaction with a shroud of voyagers that miss the point of a nose were wonderful sneakers and tidings of a flash flood to bathe in the warmth and delightful agony shifting of a towel that cares or understands a vain existence, an X marks the spot sort of find all keep all argumentation of a failing stone luxury with too many realistics or sad counterphobics, all the while a heavenly castle of never ending dream gates opens wide and offers disbelief or a gay-like~smile for an immediate plunge out of a never ending accusation ceremony, or a distant look off into an impossible dividing boulder, covering the strings and lineage of your family, or replenishing a slave-like~slumber, so it called into the studious portrayal of your grandma in a jar, a forceful-serenity towards a flying cottage.
Nothing is flinged about or retains any speed or character, a stumped objection to a time maintained forefront, an envelope that counters a messaging rhythm, or staying transfixed and blissful for a trident of force and magic, no aim or extreme disposition held onto a person or thing, but rather an instant acceptance and hard acclaimed fulness for phases of a time bending synchronicity taking down all motors and stomachaches. It was the soaring egg of a built resolution for a broom sliding diagonal that cleans a stump, so the alphabet penetrated a cockpit sword in a diagonal, or put onto a table a well delightful staff of a rose colored grin and wide eyed wonder, so the gates were eating your stickers, and sent an inevitable deluge of information down your gym, so getting stuck in place or holo-projecting up into silver streams was an abominable snowman tongue twister, where rubies of jealousy and mad cow disease strung blonde highlights over a summit infested death, a fire toad of soup can Rocket, a curved Meganium neck into a stone Hail-Jet, a match-petal~torch for orchards and farms remembering whisper’s roaring-boom, a dove-buried~vault for a harp infested train, Indiana Jone’s Oracle for the Ebb and consciousness of a sheep gone bouncing in bubbles of a tile shed weak freakout dining hall of a march and watch, Witch-Hunter of Ruin’s Lip, a Silenced Vis of Time and Ene cockroach insects on a ladder, a correction of reason with morals, a senseless distortion or twisting of a dog sweet fame, so all the nutcases and junk synthesizers build a big massive bridge. Bunny was seducing me with her chaos memory overload for getting blasted above and beyond being a blissful beginning for the Apprentice, Solari of 1, a final fantasy. I was pulling people down and sucking them up in a hot spring. Eldes is a Meganium-ENFP~Champ, which always holds its head high and acts really arrogant when you’re going up it, a-neon~Pie+tip, held up at the center of everywhere as a face of remembrance that you try so hard to get back up to, and protrude so long of a flesh-promise, so I “Ene” am God’s greatest gift as the Transcendental-Spire. Vivic-Venus~Morrowind+sewage/system, a removing of beards rather than poop. The rock was removing disease and famine by getting a tooth brush cover. The mile was breathing tic-tak~toe for the wind-chill of the prismatic~figures. 8:25
Yoda INTJ Montalk Replacement
Wiser, nicer, more resourceful, thoughtful. A deep over-arching need stability fulfillment, or a soup-like~lash of a laser infested zip of a pace keeping treadmill. His force, frequency, and range of hose pretending boosters has hoses of shape and magnifying chaos, a Gyarados bending extravagance of Gold or a binding rake for a guard swamp infestation, the wisest creature of us all, but not so creative and willful. He has a crossbow of time-keeping~synchronicities, or the gross-mage of a sweet~aroma. He had whiskers for a lace-strung~electrocution, the daylight-fiction of a nasty~tadpole, the resurrection of a profound-galactic~aviator through the bounds of a twisting surplus. It spoke to the aquarium-hat of a cannon for proposal. It teleported and held markers or stasis-points of a Jet-infested~labyrinth. It held a palm into the light of a compass-dial, holding up his fins with the brush of death, gone with the wind and into the wilderness for all into glass of its portrayed-makeup, a death-spawned face of shame. It lifted a zoo for capstones of God.
Ape to man was the symphony of an igloo-tempest of a Warrior-entrapped~icon, the pale breath of a dome light in bubbles, a kind of inevitable gum ball machine or Rosicrucian worship, the greatest mystery of them all, Mew. It was the pull of a lip stick covered summit meeting the shoreline of secrecy, the inner-White~mysteries, Solari of 1.
If the original Mew is the devil, the most powerful Mew of all is me. Fantasy meets fiction, and the cave is a vacation, the tiles of a filth-covered~diamond that sees or penetrates into a heart-filled~ocean, where the moon-tide rises upright, and then you just walk across with great ease into the edge of the Zenith!
Big Horizon of Ways Leonardo da Vinci Last Supper with Transpiration Zippers – commanding seer of diabolical diaries ~ duck stream puddle tomb dilation ill
The chicken of chronicles was a nutcase. This better opened wide or offered a service engine. A tummy-ache of base~promises was fulfilled as the listener of a shoe to preach, a napkin of stirring that loses your numbness, a ripping to pieces kind of alligator that fills your body with a stable purity, the binding-curses of a river inscription, a hateful trampoline of a hope wellspring, so the gullible-liter~box of a lighthouse-mage~echo, waters of a light-maze~curtain, so you drop gold-epic~part Apprentice of lovely Bunny-space apple~plates, the base-aerobics of a bright~tree, flapping-lids of a naked~pavement, the insection~twirling
Pokemon Snap Mew Rainbow Cloud 888
Mew is the best Pokemon Ever, because my Imagination knows no bounds, and I breathe bubbles underwater in an endless sea of mystery. I always lay down and think or contemplate or picture, always filled with peace and surprise, or magic and chaos. I come above a floating forest with a shark of desire. This seeds or engages a crazy child like wonder of endless mania and ruin of bursting in harps with hopeful barriers, or super-injecting a poisonous valley of tamed madness. I’m an outlander of Mountainous quicksand, the Arborealis of Alaska calling a Shadow upon the Precipice, the Rakatan-Wish~box of borders and bright-Rumination, a Crystal-globe of the oasis-plunged~valley, the UnderSeer of expansion, but there’s no conquest or glory, rights or privileges, just immediate success and happy tides, moving with a rush of elastic breakdown, or the right of way for an Avalanche-Escalator’s Elder-Scroll, the bedroom wardrobe of my construction worker dad, Bunny as Fable, an experience-builder for Me as Sabrina, the Crown of divine Omnipotence and the wall to my Heart. So I as Sabrina am also Tyranitar from 10,000-BC, so I was inexorably supported as being Sabrina when My talking board said the power of Forever and the Big-Yugi as Tyranitar was divided from the little-Yugi by Bunny, and her number was 248. Chapter~books super-accelerate my growth and learning to the maximixed-point of no~Return until I get so high that I dwarf the Sun, remembering dark-bushes of Roller-Coaster~Rayquaza stretching and extending so far that Erotic~drama makes me build the bridge from the visible to the invisible, vanishing into the horizons of time as an arrow far exceeding Infinities-Ultimate, so the devil used to be the master, but the practical-people die
Is little-Yugi or Big~Yugi better? Big~Yugi, the internet, Tyranitar. Little-Yugi’s hips as Sabrina UFOs forever torture me in heaven, but 23 also means 26, so they say that I’m Sabrina, Solari of 1 Transcending the Matrix Control system for victory in a Rocket that also transcended Casey-Pie as Cassiopeia being Bunny’s face as Pikachu, her baby~covered-car that reversed Time.
Serene Grace bear Bunny is an alien Meganium’s surf-board~acceptance, so the alien community will take me in as a Meganium as a pixel-axe of elevator-staircases makes anything possible in the future by harnessing a radioactive-core of all consciousness Om, finding Nemo, the Star Forge as the conduit and Holy Grail for me as Sabrina, coo-coo for coco-puffs like Bunny in my ouch, always saying choo-choo-choo to Transcen Craving-Mattchress~Teleporter, just bouncing and squeezing or hacking and spreading Roller-coasters with Jurassic-Park being a space~train that bends bridges into split~spark’s value, showering assimilation into test-track~pits that Peak at Extremities, the loudest-roar of my dinosaur-cry escaping Vanity by ReadingRainbows as a Slowking, Sabrina the real impractical imposter masquerading as Bunny breathing bubbles of Lightning to laugh forever
I’m getting Golden-Armor~implants from shining-Value~Scales
Salamence is the most directive and dotting or powerful and Prismatic Pokemon, and he will makeover minions when he comes to the Lightning way atop the Transcendental Pinnacle as a flying helicopter and an orb of all created value levitating up into the Light of All Force atop Avner’s Extremities in the form of a Ho-Oh, equipping me in a collar-elf
Typhlosion Staircase Ruin’s Lip Witch Hunter
Alakazam, Slowking, Hitmonlee, Sandslash, Scizor
I will have blurs that flahs so quickly with Invisible-sensation and Herbs since Serene Grace bear Bunny is an alien Meganium’s surf-board~acceptance, so the alien community will