Wrap-up

Wrap-up
16. Rosa's Black Hole opium



True, the man said happiness for a moment. Pun, suffering. We don't always have fun. We don't cry forever. Sometimes we have fun, sometimes we have to cry.


So too with me ... A few days ago, I cried in Rosa's arms. I expected him to be my official girlfriend. He had to break up with Inspiration, then just be mine.


The beauty of love without having it I imagine will be "lasting", because the relationship*** we have been sanctified by spirituality. As it turned out, it was only for a moment and now it turned into my path of suffering.


So it is true, says the wise man.Everything must change, except the change itself.


Therefore, nothing is "ajeg" and eternal.


It's all about position. Generally when his position is in control, he becomes an oppressive regime. When his position was reversed, he turned into the oppressed victim. For instance? A bunch.


And ... Each side is in position to fight each other for various reasons.


And it's similar to a political game in bed ... !


Sometimes in the position above, sometimes posing below. Sometimes with a smile, some with a cry. Sometimes it is absurd to say the word ... no!. for something delicious, then sigh at each other for something unclear. Sometimes one side succumbs and is defeated, for the sake of a common victory.


On the bed, all are scrambling for satisfaction and enjoyment, though often obscured in the name of religious duty, in the name of procreation, in the name of bodily necessity, and so on.


Well ... This world is always changing, not eternal, not ceaseless and always changing positions, like the political game on the bed earlier.


Rosa used to cry for me, now I'm the one crying for her.


He bought me a pack of *****, but now I buy it myself.


My love did not want to have it, but now my love is very eager to have it.


I used to be very comfortable with a love triangle, a relationship without status, playing behind the scenes, without anyone knowing, but now.


Finally ... Back again, this is all because of a pack of ***** that paved the way for my destiny to become Rosa's black hole addict!


So ... since the beginning I bought ****** that, until now I was still the super stupid Gio bin bahlul in this world.


I should always remember, that, once*** and spirituality become my daily habit, then the beauty and happiness will disappear, it will be changed only to the needs of the body.


Whatever and whoever it is, once it becomes a habit, it will turn into an opium for me.


Moreover, what became my canduku is Rosa's black hole. The girl who had been modeling, super beautiful, soft, spoiled, her daughter was the leader of the board, and so on.


Of course anyone who would enter his black hole, then he would enter Albert Einstein's black hole theory, his soul would be sucked and would not be able to escape from it.


His pubic hole had such a strong gravitational pull. Not even the light of any consciousness can escape its entanglement.


If I was right near him, then my soul and mind always wanted to be swallowed into it.


Actually ...


If I was at a distance with Rosa, my mind would be raging every day.


I'd love to escape Rosa's shameful web of spiders.


I really want to be able to live a normal, cheerful life back and blazing his spirit in defending the villagers.


As a result of this entrapment, I felt that my pride as a man who had become ingrained with patriarchal values, had run out!


And my energy was drained just to pursue sexual pleasure. Finally, I, who was once an idealist, now become devastated and miserable life.


Which man, anyway, wants to be in polyandry, made a second man, or just made his dark lover?


But .. what is my day ...


Rosa's black hole gravity monster, too powerful to pull me to keep getting close to her. Even if I go out of town, it will attract my desire to always imagine it.


A day if I don't meet that .. I'm like a little boy who roars to Rosa to give me what I want.


"Control .. The rosa! Just sec. There's no one, right!" pintaki whines at Rosa while in her rented house there is no one.


"You are this ...! Always ask for that. It's me, bitch, what!' hardik he was like scolding a child.


If it was not given what I asked for, I urged him, then he turned very angry with me, then soon I went home to the boarding house with a disappointed and desperate heart.


Next ... My imagination became fixed and had no more passion for life.


It was only after Rosa presented what I asked for that my soul became free from the shackles, and my passion came to life.


Usually, if Rosa's heart is open, then she will come alone to deliver the black.hole treat to my boarding house.


" Thank you, Ros!" I said with a cheerful heart after getting the pleasure of black hole treats.


When I was at the top of his enjoyment, I was like I had slipped out of the wilderness, and had found my way out.


Then my life became independent, my left brain nerves ..to be open again to thinking smart!


I don't know, why Rosa's black hole opium is related to the jams or my thinking brain.


One time my brain thought I was stuck!. Suddenly I was at a loss for loud words in front of the village peasants in a peasant meeting forum.


" .. ee .. mr-father ..e... eee .. should have been this struggle .. ee ..ee ..." said I faltered in front of the farmer's forum on the land case.


I don't know, suddenly my brain thinks I'm stuck. Lips become frozen. Then I withdrew from the forum feeling very embarrassed.


After returning from the farmer's forum, I remembered .. apparently, the incident was because Rosa did not want to present her black hole to me before I left there. My wish has reached the sea.


But later when I was given the black hole, before going to the farmer's meeting forum, then in front of the farmers, I became a podium tiger, my speech became smooth, intelligent and thunderous.


"Fathers, mumpung plantation is doing the process of extension permit HGU, then none other than this reclaiming we must do immediately. So that the central government knows that the land is still in dispute. And that 300 acres of land belongs to our parents who were taken away by the new order regime!" I said with fiery zeal to motivate the marginal farmer.


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