The Wait: The Level of Impact; Something Is Coming That Can Penetrate Our Ways or Weighs Weight!

By Castello Gilbert

I STARTED TO TAKE CONTROL OF THE THINGS THAT ARE PLACE IN THIS WORLD AND THE THINGS THAT ARE OF AN ACCEPTANCE TO ENHANCE MAN OR WOMEN TO WANT TO ACHIEVE A TRAIT FAR FROM DECEIVING I BE GONE TO OPEN MY EYES ON THE THINGS THAT ARE APPARENT TO LIFE A PHILANTHROPISTS THAT IT WAS MY VISION MY WORDS BECOMING SOMETHING OF RELIGION THAT EACH LATTER WAS BEING DOCUMENTED EACH TIME A WORD BECAME KNOWN A BLESSING A LESSON CAST UNDER A SPELL BOUNDED BY THE WORDS TO BE READ WHEN I STARTED MY FIRST BOOK LOOKING BACK AT DYING TO LIVE THE FEELING OF HOW THE BRAIN WORKS WHEN ITS BEING TRAINED TO BE WRITTEN ON EACH CONCEPT ANALYZE BY ANY CAUSE OF AN EFF3CT HAVING IT TO TAKE PLACE IT’S LIKE A PUZZLE A READER GETS HIGH OFF OF THE NEUROTOXIN THAT DELIVERS THE FIRST SPEECH I REALIZE MY DELIVERANCE BECAME A NEW FOUND PERSONA OF WORK FOR ME AS I BE GONE TO WORK TOWARDS MY GOLDS OF BECOMING A SUCCESSFUL WRITER THE WAIT BECAME NEXT OF THE SECOND KIND FOR ME TO FEEL MY MIND AS AN INTELLECTUAL BEING…..

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• Release date: Aug 31, 2017
• ISBN: 9781543437027

Castello Gilbert

Castello Gilbert I guys thanks for allowing me to share some of the adventures of the mind. It brings me great pleasure to tell some of the rhetoric nonfiction to fiction events taken place, with stories like. The wait or Dying to live; they were all just the beginning Mercury kind of put the icing on the cake. In this one particular book The Unknown I went by the name Thalamus; the name thalamus deals with a certain part of the brains that allows the conscious mind to be visual. I found great pleasure being an author; with each accomplishment I strive to do better capturing the essence of storytelling. By doing so, the use of figures of speech and a compositional writing gave me the opportunity to explore my mind. It would one day allow you to discover the person we hold so dearly, by demonstrate the uncertainties in the things we feel. My experiences were based off of a certain criteria, in each troubled relationship notated as a fable being conducted, as self awareness notated by being able to talk, for each portraits of my life. It was as if the adjustment was being tied to an umbilical cord, each love that did not seem to be enough. My books were mostly clothes that kept me up, giving you its documentation of my soul, like a triangle being a noble prize base off of the truth not being characterized; like a model off of his or her stature I decide to write. Compared to anyone else that decide they wanted some type of steps to follow I categorize by putting myself in this novel. In this book (the unknown) it became more of vision than a story being told; not just about me, but the life I chose to live. To see it as someone that did not know their own expectation to have or to set forth to hear the truth, it would have only allowed me to manage the things I wanted to do. I guess it was my most precious thoughts holding my heart dear to you; with that. It left the unknown as something heavily waited on. It made me look in at my life as being someone, or somewhat of working art. I was being looked at as the momentum and how driven I was, to accomplish a story, leaving each one of my book I decide just to give you a brief introduction on the things it took. It became more of a pessimistic idea. So many expectations of love, and death in the things you do I guess it was something I wanted you to choose. In this one particular book; in all I had to let someone in on all of my mysteries, the haunted feeling of sleeping all alone and hearing the conscious think on its own. It wasn’t something for me to fight; a feeling living on the inside not knowing your own mind; one day I said, you’re going to discover the truth in the things they use to get inside of you, fighting the divine portraying the ideas of who we are as humankind. I left the unknown to be defined; by your own thoughts and mines. Welcome to the unknown the mind of no one but someone I brought home.

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Contents

Chapter 1   First date

Chapter 2   The love as if it is the lust of a stranger

Chapter 3   Life style made for a wife

Chapter 4   Famous

Chapter 5   Lies and becoming a spy

Chapter 6   Cheating just for lust

Chapter 7   The poor are alike

Chapter 8   Music

Chapter 9   Having trust

Chapter 10   Comparison of relationships

Chapter 11   Just to show you i see you I taunt you

Chapter 12   Being a part of someone else’s gain

Chapter 13   A plan that is never visible

Chapter 14   The selfish act of color

Chapter 15   Food the practice of persuasion

Chapter 16   How dying became my rescue

Chapter 17   May be God is just a machine

Should a man cry should he hide his thoughts

Out weighing the time each love fell apart

The sense of living waiting to be forgiven that he himself

Searches for heaven as this story begins to be written

Intro

THEWAIT RATED R R

I override a machine thinking capability to be awakened i waited to witness a pessimistic behavior in a person to compare someone to something learning the acceptance of an idea. To see how time as its limits to be set for someone to expire in the intimacy of a desire needed as comfort becomes a way of closure in having each other how close is love to me. Should we go any further in the one we see as the world amends its ways, outlining its faith, outweighing its option until a child is saved? Awakened i answered to witness a connection of a companion being in a dilemma! Dream killers decision maker just so they can see each other. A population of people that waited to become the exact replica to be combined with their decision. The things that they have on their minds; what have you done. The ways of destruction who do we compare readjusting to someone that really doesn’t care. Computing, learning the idea of saving a life; what a computer can do if your determine to fight or are we all mechanical incline in search of the divine.

Waiting for answers to be told how to up hold can we combine to comprehend the deferent set of choices a person might have instead of being a friend? To be seen as a blessing out lasting each lessons the answers of the opposing life. Whether or not to listen to the scripture about life and the forgetfulness of sight. Calculating each possibility of life; the things that we can remember the becoming of life’s miracle. Spiritual without it being biblical far fetch from the reality that we know. And as earth’s gravity is wright beneath me. Humidity as a way of reaching the velocity of the people we see, and as the limitation with the weight of this world; i begin to wait. The early arrival becomes something of a particle; i sense them. A way of life; in the beginning of a relationship when we first had sight, to think of each person taking on a role of someone to flourish. The first time a man or woman might see their life experience in a communion. A courtship being made to take on our faith to see each fulfillment was an annulment. The nourishment of learning more about your mate. The achievement that has been placed to anyone that can accumulate to the existence of their faith. Achieve or have success as if they too were counting on the opposite sex, becoming something that it became something i saw in each girl that i was dating.

The setups just to come up, well let’s go to the year when the laws were taking place. The manipulation as if they too were making their face, porn! Without the love of a physical touch, the embodiment of the people to compare as our equal that this could be us, justifying a systematic way of thinking of wanting to be something different to see how a spouse can find space with the intention of a mission losing sight between space. To think of someone whispering as if it’s an affair that they hear. Being so close to the utmost as a soft whisper reaches my notes. Did she see or hear the things a lover can hear? Or what a rose bush show for this i wrote how gullible a person can be, if they put their faith in something or someone that they too are inclined to see, believe that they too can find a fulfillment that’s consistence with the mind. Having trust with a sensation the things that are on the mind that this could become us waiting to see how love can be achieved. That success is only the one that believes in the things that they too are waiting to see. Blinded without being open outdoors to get **** in a system that doesn’t want to show the opposing as tool to be used the only job manipulated by a fool. Destruction of a marriage a satisfaction to carry a preservation that limits you to the things that torments you with fear.

To believe in what you want to achieve, with a golden rule that you would use. Trustworthy enough to believe someone is fooling around waking up to a ritual that you can conceive. But to learn you’re being manipulated as if the direction of your faith was able to take on any encounter leading you into a dark corner of space just to find your place; a spouse looking out for what is out as if their becoming what they are feeling. A sense of believing for you to see that one day that they too will be redeem for what you have envision yourself to believe. That you’re becoming what you have dreamt to be, God! As his body begins to be seen. Developing a memory the feelings of gratitude on what to believe. The first sign of something coming from the mind that they’re willing to be open as the body begins to rectify the divine. Developing a memory to be seen the set ups the world begins to open up how dirty it can be, there’s a ghost inside of a machine. A human being developing its theory as a laptop begins to provides its means to survive for you to see the life it can achieve to be a lesson to someone that it could be a blessing she wonders does he cheats. Learning the composite of stranger you might meet convincing to a life lesson it can be. The miss conception of what you want to believe the adaptation to a lover the one that wants to feel.

I begin to ask what is it use for as it starts to make its self seen and how being focus on reaching the top that can gain the attention of a road block that someone else might want to believe. Topping the opposing how does love talk in a mores code justifying the things that it knows to see when love leaves to say the sign of distress without sex a need to be counted on as if it was he that holds still being used inside of a system being abused that can be the miss conception of believing in the things it sees. Something is coming would she ever destroy her home to be left alone. To question my wait was only the accumulation of my existence to the things of the unknown! Wait

‘’Enjoy the wait it could be anyone’s faith’’

THE WAIT

Some of us often mistake our existence to be the faith of an invisible system questioning the achievement that has been placed in our system. Are we the only one’s here to believe only in a creator that the world has no mother or father in the absent that one shall come. A companion left alone to grasp the concept on the things we have done on our own. Owning up to the attention of a love one just to learn more about someone. A feeling of believing justifying it as the cause that this world has no meaning that each love maybe the one to give the final blow without a shower of doubt the first sign of someone opening their mouth the consumption of a beverage that can carry On in the lost in an affair of a feeling of having the life. I left a breeze to hover around while a cloud is lost without its cause of being in control of having someone’s heart. But if you separate us from creation; WAIT! There is another one that cares enough to know about our existence wright before life became someone to manage or a wife becoming a weight to nourish let alone water to flourish letting it fall seeing how a planet can crawl. A tree standing tall as the people change; I ask who am i? Am i the one to blame?

Without the air i ask only for it to become abuse to the news of not loving you? To see for it to reach the darkest hours of sight. Do she believe to see my life to think back when i started the disperse of sight opening my eyes towards a world filed with lies. What are you doing where are you going between a man and a woman its beginning to become concerning. Would she ever learn would he ever teach as if the planet was telling them how to speak? The connection that i was the only one that it sees learning. I became awakened does love ever fail; to fall in love i came from a feeling how does God move without the body it become somebody you can inhabit out of the sky. Do you believe my eyes, with the only intention that its more to the sky’s. Than the illusion the solution of the eyes to fit if i met someone a prototype of the woman i like it would only be the beginning of my thoughts. The fables of demons, whether are not if we’re seeing things if they’re false or real or just a myth for you to exists. That i’m not the only man here and the feelings of love can be as if someone is having an affair something that you began to see, upon creation or Christmas Eve.

As we began to gather around trees, sharing gifts reminiscing on each age that made us remember these Day’s, until we are of age. Looking back on the life of child becoming its own copy of life, in the place of a father or a mother becoming a teacher finding out ways how to treat her. Lifting a hand, replacing a grand a life of a man woman parent to a child; then we die, what’s left. I gave the world a hand when water land, it ran just to find its roots to stand before trees. The embodiment of a thirst to be able to speak and to know its air that we have reached. Yes i gave the world a hand, to show you how cruel a person can be that know i’m not the only one man. Replacing a sole each time an animal folds; i can lead. I’m here to tell you just to fall in love without holding on to a grudge, dirt as it holds on to nothing but just this earth. Some of us call it first watch, just to see where a person is at, each time a baby is born life becomes an antelope someone elopes. Just for the sake of love of never letting go. The fear of being alone the plan of having someone close could it be that my calls were being answered waiting for it to fall together of having someone better. The way we compare each other to learn more about our mistake instead of searching for someone else’s mate that we cherish our faith to discover our soul.

That these seventeen chapters are the beginning of my first date of each encounter to see the reliance in every living creature sticking together learning. The only ones that needed each other are the ones that have the richness of his creation. The Garden of Eden, the place where we would notice someone cheating telling ourselves about the first time a merge happened. An introduction when the eyes speak strangers meets. I can remember how i played it off as if i didn’t see while the walk was the confrontation that we would never fall apart as if she was trying to keep her distance with the persona we meet as strangers speaks we comfort each other like strangers in the street. Seeing how a heart can beat without the flesh what kind of transparent world is this. When you’re being observe as soon as someone’s eyes meet the love that they deserve the confrontation becomes a observation. A third party is watching the sense of having a friend, true love doesn’t hides or pretend it lays. Waiting just to decide why lie just for sake of a lie later on down the line while life runs you back into the beginning of time. Finding your faith that you have made down the line; if i decide that someone caught my attention eyes bleeding clear just for the sake of having your attention over the years.

Looking over my shoulder fighting the dilemma of being accomplished why am i even here? Have you ever felt the sun while the clouds are appear looking back on creation searching for answers over the years? Without waiting for answers my thoughts became penetrated thinking without being something. I started a career to be able to make ends meet working on a machine just so it can speak before life gets old to achieve all of my gold’s. I saw my soul on owl looking down upon my soul watching me as i breathe the air that she needs on the top of a tree my own theology with the air she believes just for the sake would she ever leave or wait that i have seen his hand a body at work. A ark that turned into dirt away with water my hands are of this earth fulfilling the need so she can see speak. The answer that comforts as she sleep there is a stranger that thinks it; would she ever believe it Waiting to