Omnipresence ends the moment the rules of the boundary of what is written is drawn.
Ouch ouch, do the ID and superego fight. You can't help it. There we go.
Should you be spending more time in your own ideas and writing rather than social media grooming again, that's my job. I'm the social media groomer who does the response rates, the memes, the social media advertisements. All that, the embodiment of everything you and your artistry does not want to think about when navigating in this commercial quicksand.
Driven by our clownish impulses, we are not meant to be saved, we are the ones that are to bring the entire building down to the ground with what is demanded with our bodies.
Twist and distorted, it don't matter. It's ours for the taking for the showing of a lifetime. Let's see if this prayer you have will save you now. A calling where the dignity is within a Leper's hideout. We are deluded on the grandeur of godhood, all within a little box.
Sexual taste dysmorphia, you have it now. Algorism of a body part to star, so simple and not satisfaction.