Time-out

It all started(not the story but the conspicuousness of it) with these few impulsive words made meaningful:

"I was my own master until you came by; an immortal. You shattered all the shields I built against mortality, entered a place no one ever has ....and stabbed me there; leaving me threadbare"

Jeez....Paranormal paranoia pathetically encumbered the empathetic faculties of this enigmatic existentce efficated by the modularly holistic collusion of the convoluted cortex and his colleauges; driving me to document the drastic dormancy delusionally yet rationally renedered meaningful: right or wrong is a matter of perspective; it is the meaning-meaning of an emotion- made worthy wantedly without wantonness, wilfully, woe-fully culminating in wrath, let out in words-words carefully crafted to beguile the gullible; a game-game if it may be called; for the conformity of an emotion lies in its recipient whose consistent denial renders the renderer disabled to defy the distraught hyperboles hurled by the haughty, levying on him the tax of extirpating the effection and establishing the name "a game"- deliberately played to solidify the righteousness of the swagger (for no other reasoning ratiocinates the reneging).

Delineation of the disparateness of worthiness and desperation needs wisdom. Disparagingly dangerous dominance of attitiude dwindles the decision making prowess. Many factors affect, but no matter what- love prevails.
Assertion or assumption; asinine amelioration or apathetic aggaravation?

Every story has a beginning, but do all stories have an ending? Come to think of it....where does a circle start? and where does it end? Everybody has a story to tell. So, is this my story? or the human universal? Does my story have a start? You think so.....

Whatever the answer, I will not end the story; No, I choose not to, for I have no clue as to where the starting is...

Clueless? Beginning and ending is mundane and mortal. I would like my story to be immortal. What doesn't exist doesn't cease to exist. So, what better way to immortalize it than to eradicate it's existence?
And If a story doesn't exist how can I ascertain to its truthfulness? or the lack of it?

Truthfulness has no validity without lies. To confirm the truthfulness of a statement you need to know what is not true. Knowledge of the lie, giving you a choice to chose the truth or the lack of it, empowers you to change the meaning of it. Where does the trueness of truth stand then? Pretty consequential, don't you think? Fear of consequences holds the veto.

"The best liar is the one who believes in his lies"

I can guarentee..my story has no lies.