Pious Girl

 Cry me a river as clear as my words

The way you held her hand in the darkest moments and pushed her up the steepest mountain to hoard in a kingdom that never belonged in her future is beginning to crumble beneath his feet and as she explains the morning debut of how we are going to never cease to exist, we take a second look at who _Mischief is and her story.

Sunset on October 7, 2026 after a Neville Museum day - thinking of the Cat in the Hat, reading to my child, and his father needing to develop a hobby with capturing these moments to create realism in parenthood into grand-parenting momentos of today.

On the dashboard is one flower of Indian Tobacco I picked up the other night, out of pure coincidence, to me, anyways - I was overfilling with food again and the appetite was not lusted but just something to do. The quietness in eating, the less of a nagging to disbelieve, is not there. I wanted to put something down and all I had was a sticker my part-time employer's son had let me pick out of his parade candy with a stem of Indian Tobacco I picked from the American birthday (250 Years). I put it down and let it know why - because I need, I want. 

The Supreme Man is something I have not wanted to begin because I still need that to be personal. The actions that make you provide for yourself are now entangled with other men that are surfacing to light, escaping their waiting periods to relieve the death bed of pure pleasure in waiting. They hear about the Supreme Man curriculum I invested in during a time of unplanned opportunity - it was provided by the Universe. I did not not know at the time, what it meant, it was an existence to not exist for what we all think rules the world of its deliberate intentions to survive another umbrella not hierarchy. The hierarchy system is foreign to women who have been under guise as so many fondled moments are missed looking for the perfect matching partner. The older cultures and traditions believed they were born in their people only, well, for the beginning reasons we know history cannot repeat itself. As blended children begin to encourage this soul mate, a spiritual connection, anything comforting in a love is distanced with metaphors of how he was guided away from her to take that role. 

The Supreme Man changed that, with "Its in the Middle" as an American based religion - I needed this mentality to clear the way for an actual suitor of its kind to explain how accountable people are that all men created equal can apply to a legitimate agreement that does not change. 

That was when I came across the incarceration history that opened up the knowledge of the planet formations in genres of mythicism. The story reveals that they are created from men who wanted to be equals of her and as they attempted to be what people would claim as their first God - failed, they were tossed out of this world. Survive!

The poisons that spilled out of them, the coldest touches to women, the despair in having all of the wealth rain down on them, the fact that they were attempting to inhabit every marriage, the more close they reached the sun... They all held a reason and purpose in man kinds history to show the imprisonment of a never ending story that twirls within each of us, at separate degrees, in a perfect harmonious loop. 

They were mostly present, I believe six of them were evident during the actual event that aligned planets sometime last year or so. It was the last time it would be visible, that I was dead beat exhausted - religiously - and wanting to just end it all, knowing that this push out of bed was by me alone. I was able to wear a skirt I made for formal arrangements and rode my bike to a spot that opened up to the morning sky. I had a quahog shell in a champion gift I had got for the Northern and Southern Travelers Marathon for a separate eclipse (no champion was named). I saw the alignment and recognized the symbol for man - an upside down shell. 

I said very few words, not much thought into it, but I was amazed at the morning view of the planetary alignment. I felt distanced and glad that things were the way they were today. 

As this develops into what the Supreme Man comes from, it is the absolute most outright qualities that survive man. During my time in cultural barriers of many kinds, the bombardment of humiliation of men in pleasure and manipulation of spirit become entangled with purpose of man as to survive as many as possible. But in all gender quarrels, against a woman? 

It was and still is serious to this day, why women cannot be in control, power, or outright personal pleasure without some type of reprimand of enacting the forced decisions towards including sexual orientation arguments. Is it Natural? Is it effect of cultural barriers and diversifying? These conversations require a stratification system that enables many decisions and happiness to be short lived, engorging jealousy, and surviving daughters that are perfect. The pious daughter is born. 

The Pious Girl

She is pure sight, pure clarity, pure brood, pure collection, pure in movement. 

Sight 

Her vision of the world is educated and taught with intentions of succeeding a parents love into the community. She is sought for in effort, helpful, and blind to deceit, unfaithfulness, and torture. 

Clarity

The haphazard leaps of faith are withstanding to have a footing, glide, and landing altogether in her ideas, inspiration, and performance in expressing to each type of person a specific message. Sometimes many in one sitting.

Brood

Kin complain she is of absence and uncommitted to perform a clansman's duties, she picks up the burden in more places than her back and comforts the weak souls until she cannot mother any further. Her best foot forward begins to gnaw into its cavity of deceit, to take a separate glance at how the world views her when stuck in this position of defining "home" not hers yet.

Collection

The destroyer within her, as a natural force, seems to be unorganized at first glance, but it is the wickedness in piety that we restrain until it can no longer withstand a weak home structure built to fall anyways. The brood helped her realize she was only making what she knew could fall. 

Movement

Having options, in a wiser age, a clean time of purified sinless touches, and reprimands of allocated allowances are calling her to move. It is the pious girl that resembles a god in movement, and she listens carefully to them. What she needs, what she wants...

Neville Art Exhibition - The New World (Fictitious Location)

The Never captures how we enable its thought to be (partial Descartes) as a grip on reality when all we have is Nothing (partial _Mischief). [Consider types of Nothing as not existence but as true of Nature versus God in what is ours.]

The New World exhibition is provided by multiple artists as a hobby to create an escape. Something that does not exist yet relieves the tension of surviving the world's people. The reminder of people like us, grouping by certain graces, or by preference alone often put us in the mentality of how we would begin again. These exercises help with what to do with developing the Supreme Man curriculum with Tsha Tewahsana, Inc. 

The Pious Girl and Her Twin

When existence and non-existence fight over brood before they can endure any step forward. The ongoing retreat is hard to settle as we find solace within the companionship of the broods lengthy shopping list of deceit, thievery, failures overall. Their collection builds a debt of pain, sorrow, and thin prayers to save themselves with hard work that is paid for by all the educated success stories that funnel into a destroyed woman's womb as a Nation can provide. 

This is the true story of a Never Existence as it can be suggested through heart. 

The one and only favorite of all time, in a cultural shift, is to never be born, to be forgotten in the midst of all efforts in collecting favoritism, friends, pulling people to their family, and to burn the maps after. Long gone are the days when this could be done, modern technology and the agreements to be a surprise are something the pious girl moved on from. She wanted her own home and in her absence, the brood filled a cup worth the truth of words that spill from tears that already drank the deepest rivers of the world. They thirst for more. Or for Nothing.

She is filled with duty and leaves to build a religious identity for her child. For her child's future in the world as renewed. The child doesn't go through these pious connections without being represented by a victorious story already picked apart, collected, and moved on about. As she moved, she reveals that many things did not exist in this lifetime for the pious girl, as her brood filled the cavity with things that conquered family in the modern transition with education, good behavior, and the potential to succeed - things they did not want or need in their original identity. Easy does it.

The Supreme Man

May he be of character that is not without understanding the first man in "Its in the Middle" as a default setting of absence. We recommend that this is due to the expansion of the initial ability in animals to conquer the world, where natural destruction can apply its wrath of balance. The man in this scenario was seated second in a shift of direction to understand the logic and concepts formed with its tools of why the Universe reveals such a character requirement to acknowledge. One woman sits amongst them, full of life and balanced opportunity - it is too much to bear as she is what is good. 

Man cannot provide life as she can. 

Man does not provide life as she can. 

Technology of Man is destined to change it.

Technology tests destiny of man to reveal a sequence of events in movement, collection, brood, clarity, sight - in this order. 

Man needed woman to know his role, his position, his potential. 

The jumping movements man makes to reach what is supreme of man is unnecessary and time as space unavailable. The shell of an upside down kind, is an acknowledgement to this value of time and space. That small shell, that fit in the pious girls hand, is showing just the handful it takes to know what it takes to be a man. All of that cultural burden, sin, and opportunity is fit for any kingdom unknown to the pious girl. They are among us now, people of stone, people of mountain, people of craft. 

In the hand of the pious girl, is a lifetime of duty unfulfilled in the roles of a father, brother, husband, and son. But more importantly, the shell of its knowing absence. 

The examples we have with zero curriculum are revealing to us that we have not learned of how to be fulfilling in this role. We die people and not man. We survive women and not their grief. We are only ourselves in any light and as we blend our lineages, this is becoming a rolling wave of regret to be uninviting to answer this calling. 

Tsha Tewahsana - Its in the Middle

The Supreme Man Curriculum is provided as a reconciliation to grieve despair into the breath of another as a separate process that pushes their brood as a recognition of the first floor of individual. They are the first and last in a place prepared for their collection as it grows everyday. The Jupiter Conjunction was recognized as the first whole unifying recognition of a person (regardless of blood, family, affiliations) in their expanse. This invisible or contactless push is to enforce stillness in positions of power. It is recommended that such extreme forces are still, before time, to guarantee proof of its existence. When we prove an existence of such magnitude and perfection, we still the moment it is heightened, just as the revealing of Jupiter's closest contact with Earth. It is the largest planet in the system, capable of providing life, but in revealing its own domain, are separate laws to govern without its movement or presence. 

Jupiter is moving away from us, revealing more distance in those breaths being collected in this space as a people to guide. Enforce this domain with a Supreme Man by allowing its presence to be how we recognize love not lust in needing and wanting as a woman can exemplify. A man, a Supreme Man, is a default of position and power that enables more than life itself. It should catapult life into the next phase of existence. 

What moves is the interface of distance - they are stilled, in a pose, that is lawful in system. 

We learn together what man has defeated and when it was possible. Women, can no longer be defeated, as the pious girl can only hold barely a palm up to contain what is absent in her life to build upon - the investment in elders has failed her in respect for people that support destruction from the first step. The heartbeat is fought for in the beginning is now glad to not exist in the end. 

The pious girl without heart and an empty hand to collect her love needs a man and wants a man. 

I am no girl.

__Mischief