So here goes a story there once was a man named arcis he was a sweet adorable yet at times lucid man who believed in no one but himself other than peeps poppin snazz and kicking rocks on the snizz of the ranks of his prudeness. Yo so here goes the story of the Arcis that combines himself with an arch nemesis named yalop. Yalop was peeps of snorts that would snatch the grime dirt of his endless homies back that would rack up the pods and dweel in the sprinkles! Enjoy that!So they on a route that routers them through roots that rinquid them. They were bewildered and awestruck by the means of the light they saw "avast" they said. They could not believe what they saw long behold (here is the dunn dunn dunn parte) the brightest fire star galaxy that ever existed and it was illuminated in green and white in a pocket of theirs that they just washed the other night in a downtown laundry mat. So long behold came god and snatched it away and said tommorrow you shall see. And they were like what the fuck? Dude we just saw God? The next day there was an archangel there present that missioned himself to speak to Arcis. Arcis recieved three requests from the archangel to accomplish a wonderful deed. "Indeed I sry in the sigh of the lingering and forgotten of what I feel that may perciviere." Here are the three requests...First you must head under the fire escape near the garden of the long hall way that you have in your mind. Second hold yourself then and now till the vastness of the perplexed innately constitute what you have done then and know.Third Walk through three hollow stoves filled with the bitterness of the uncooked and dweel into the mind of what that would feel like.Then Together you shall see the beloved of your own keen combined. From that moment on they knew that that their percivierence would take them to another realm and beyond. So they followed and allowed the perlexed of this all to gratify their means to reach an end. And so they did. So they entered the mind of themselves and reality was awestruck by the vagueness of what was to come. They discovered mobiles with intricate displays of memory that recollected another world in which past meets present and futures unwind to explore the unknown in your mind. These mobiles contained secrets of a hidden world that relayed the display of colored hues of blue and fires promoting purples and gray. As their minds percieved this, tingles that ran down their bodies promoted illustrious displays of peppered vines which stood out from their very own limbs. THE DISMAY THAT THE EARTH HAD SHOWN AS THEY BEGAN TRAVELLING WAS UNKNOWN TO THEM.Then one day they totally needed a thing called ixnay on the frampled ady that was to be to thee the story of the history of the other world called Numbaious. Numbaious was a place that allowed them to travel throughout time , space, and matter and to realms of the distant beyond. Through the several realms I watched perplexed in amazement at the mesmerizing calls of the recalled future and past that met up in a distant Hue and arrangement of colors Perplexed I smeared away all the rath felt and lingered upon the dismay of another. That dismay took me to the link that Arcis felt would he have to embrace till the link of breathe as in Numbaious was not set as a place nor a land. But yet that consisted of a world far beyond the recollections of time and air and space. Then this funny little creature that was sucked in through a portal was to be named kovabol. kovabol was thouroughly and awesomely the sweetest cutest little thing ever. He looked as if fresh water was constantly dripping from an everlasting melting forest. His face was scued with yearn of a little thing wanting to abide by rules or laws but had no attainment of what could be. Loneliness dwelled and the fragile part of him was that he had a heart of that moved from location to location that easily was identifiable as to what Kovabol was feeling. Arcis on the other hand was different. An Archangel strong and bold the miraculousness of the clear vivid wings that stood and held up beside his back had brought a reminiscent essence of what could be inhis own words he said to KOVABOL, "Why? Are you there?" Kovabols heart began to slither its way around the bod of something so peculiar and precious that it was eternally a friendship whaen the heart journeyed to the back of the neck!-Jenniffer Najarro
