Run On Sentences Of Social Observation and Deductions Made Therein

A fresh breeze blowing through the summer air, no cares just beautiful glares of sunshine reflections, perfections of directions, with no intra personal interventions, not to mention the suspension of bogus realistic mental entrenchments, that's how events went, on this day of blue sky as birds fly, clouds die, and I am not asking how am I and as the cards fall I do not question why, I just let things lie or is it lay, things happen so fast that we can't even say, just trying to exist in a land of dismay as our hands bond together in an attempt to smooth out social decay yet set aside enough time to play, as well as to show appreciation to those who make us feel that special way. It's not a time to shatter and tatter other being's battered realities because can't you see, Thats straight social cancer, b, an inability for us to act civilly to allow each other to be free and exist inside a realm of individuality and contentment, not so full of resentment that we all walk around telling one another just to get bent... let's vent... it's good but only if done right because if you aren't polite you might just cause a fight and when that shit goes down it's like you've lost hold of the kite and now everything is floating... yes, it's floating out of sight.