The Mountain of Lust

Beyond the spires and mist lay the great mountain past the forest canopy in its silence of life dreams where a path led upward and visions of the emerald world ran the course Somewhere with beingness and corporeal actualization a body of motion set to conquer a foot ahead of another always drawing onward else the lust for summiting be spent with sweat and mosquito bytes Repeated a thousand million times the words of the d'in corporation demised those conditions asterisked that were externalities to the monad at the top where the largest was the smallest pinpointed with a flagging poignancy of fulfillment The mountain of lust set in majestic repose drew the charged particles unto it seeking to join their motivations onto its great parts where yawning chasms barely able to remain awake brought rope-swinging adventurers to life-risking oscillations as metronymic pantomime