Aligned

Today is the day where I become the stray of my mysterious face this comes with grace and at a heavy pace my life's not a race but to save the child's space so he cannot escape the chain that holds him down we told him now you are a danger to yourself and we are here to protect your health the night five have arrived for the security of this boy and his purity.

His suicidal tendencies are becoming respected remedies as the boy is his own worst enemy but the personas are is frenemies to hold the circulation of the boys realism instead of falling into a spasm where he feel the plasmas attacking him like the pesticides inside deep downstairs where they dare to challenge the boy he's not a toy to be playing with you will feel the wrath of the aligned five to help the boy stay alive.

This isn't the reason for the suicidal tendencies this happend when he was at the lowest point with his enemies stringing him along like the syringe of the evil concoction falling into the poison of the boy blood stream it's like sepsis and this isn't skepticism this is the plague coming to destroy the cave that Gary's lock in lets watch them and analyse the facts of the analytical political sensation of Gary's angerism the head bouncing around like a ball of elastic he's stretched.

Elasticated confiscated suffocated boy they call Gary has the minds alternative reality reacting to the lasting effects of the boys mind texts he's upset and can't face the context of his brain , heart and soul so the personas come through on full flow to complete the show and open the waterfall of life instead of crucifixion in this life that isn't fiction he's stitching and twitching to break free but the boys needs are met by me GAZA and me REDKITE and me G ROCK and me HUNTSMAN and the leadership of the tribe inside MR ZEN.

We protect our vessel so don't testify or you will end up rectified and put by and shocked by the misery of the prison it's like a prism and people try to figure out the conclusion but they won't ever feel the fusion between the 5 entities that stop the boy from crying and keep on top non stop to make the boy rest and leave all the tests let's be blessed the personas have carved his path to enlightening the lighting that struck the forest we ain't looking for tourists we just wish people would believe me when we say the personas in my head keep me in bed and control my every last breath.

Concluding the solution instead of busting the prostatic automatic reactions received from the cracks that formed from the broke boy as young as five he's not alive he's resting for the foreseeable future and until the end of life as emotions are rife then personas conquers the light which includes the right amount of might to see us through the nights.

We shine bright as the stars above and push for the trophies this is spontaneous and the personas conclude the faith of the boy.