Never is never, this goes to a holy hand grenade of whatever and forever, what will be will be and with all honesty much rather be, then expecting words I can see of a fictious morality. Wat will be will be..were all floating or falling in the same drifting reality...a masqurading honesty, feeling are temporary some always bubbling, so I jump, and I fall, losing words, dreaming, living, I guess feeling, even being, its all to much paper work, so .catorgize it as real and absurd. Cause in the end I expect nothing so nothing never phases me. Cause in the end I expect nothing so nothing never phases me.