Nigrim Puer et Dark et Eius Mammouth - The Black [~] Dark Boy and His Mammoth by The Roman Memoir - HTML preview

Chapter 20 - The Neutral Prince

Matt walks into his lavish work site one very pale day. He knew a lot of people. The work environment he lived in was very fun and having lived for many years in the city, he knew the ins and outs of the community. The very moment he leaves his house in the morning, he kisses his beloved goodbye then jumps into his car then proceeds to drive for a little under a mile to reach his job. In the spring of 1989, however, things were a little different. He saw one of his co-workers, Jesse, in a different light. He no longer saw her as just that, but he wanted a little more but so did she. She was a daughter of a wealthy politician from the east, who grew up fed on homegrown honey and butter milk, which made Matt more reluctant to first make any push towards showing his feelings because he was a farm boy once so long ago when he was little. He thought all his days about embracing her in the morning, after leaving his home and entering work. His thoughts were filled with anguish because whenever he thought about the person, he loved the most, the sweet vail, and the blue eyes of Jesse, lingered in his thoughts.

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The morning of Monday, September 5th was something special. Matt woke up in a warm bed but was unable to express what he felt because he was so happy, yet so conflicted because the loved he bared for another was growing so rapidly that when he looked to his left, the woman he swore to spend the rest of his life with, he realized he felt the same. The capacity of his memories with her began to fade and then come back again, but yet, he couldn’t help but be perpetually in love with Jesse in his thoughts. She was the dearest doe he had ever seen in his life, but so was the woman in bed with him at that moment. He felt bad, but the thought of never trying anything with Jesse, made him feel worse. Jesse the other night had left him a note, a letter for the upcoming sales report of the company, and at the edge, along with her signature, a heart.

He contemplated and tried to understand the underlying message, but he failed time and time again to put his heart on his sleeves, call up Jesse and ask her what she meant. The bitter feud between the one he loved and the one he possibly could, made him a “pulled back” person, unable to iterate his love nor be very shy to express his feelings in a way that was clear to him or everybody else.

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Chapter 21 - My Experience with Pedophilia

I have been studying a lot lately of Eagles and Lions. They are majestic creatures.

They hunt and eat different kinds of animals. They sore in the sky and they look so majestic to the point you just can’t help but look at them. They feed their young one’s blood and they grow up to hunt. They grow to become symbols of nations. Funny thing however, the little ones have small development times. Lion cubs do not hunt by themselves until they reach maturity around one year of age. It takes about 6 months for eagles to fledge. The moral of the story here is, if you break off a wing while the eagle is still nesting, they won’t be able to fly. If they do not fly, they do not hunt, if they do not hunt, they do not eat, if they do not eat, they die. The young lions, who are not allowed to hunt, if they experience a bad kill, or encounter a gore from a beast, they won't be able to hunt, then they die. Since they are small, they do not have the strength to sustain a large kill. They do however have the ability to follow and learn from their parents.

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When you look at many cases, in the human world, the mind gets damaged, for the young boys, their ability to reason gets damaged. The young girls, their faith. Much like the eagle and the lion. It takes about 300,000 dollars to raise children until they turn 18. The average person engages in sexual contact for about 6 minutes. A prostitute costs about 200 dollars. For 6 minutes of pleasure, I do not understand why people would sacrifice and throw away 18 years of their life subjected to raising children. On a law scale, it makes no sense because it's a terrible judgment.

In the long run, the white pleasure itself is the hell, not the anguish after because heaven is dangerous. Anything that is divine is dangerous because heaven is a government. You thought it was heavenly, but it is actually the flames of hell, that little lust, the wondering which cripples the body and eats it from the inside. The body consumes itself, slowly and slowly, locomotion goes out the window. Death is better in the pure form of it than the blinding flashes of immorality.

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Chapter 22 - The last few years

I have been in deep thought over the past few months about the matters of state. This year I have managed to publish two books. I really enjoy the ability to put my date into a unit where I will be able to tell everyone that I think is normal to my taste. I prefer to be able to make my word come to reality. I think after my second book, the third one should be grand. I have prepared the outlines and made a lot of adjustments. I think this book, which I have labored for the past few years, should be a delight. I have become shrewd. Most of my time is spent having fun with my friends. I like to make sure my property is right. I maintain a system of government that is of my own interest. I like to have fun. There is nothing more fun than a good night under the moon with ones that you love. The nights shimmer with grace, the dancing lights in the rain make the Christians drowsy with the interest of the deer and the wolves. I like to think I am a passionate person. The moment I try to make my dreams a reality, I am bound by the laws of the heavens.

The emperor is of great importance to me. I have made my delight in his presence darker than the light that shines under his wings. I have been to the great extremes, yet no one can 61

prepare me for the darkness that lies ahead to recover the properties of the emperor. I have never known the emperor, but I would like to.