No futures present new phenomena — 
I have a tiny soft view of holding to their path, a core harmony purring yet put aside.  
3-D models are mindless taking chances, everyone that engages in transparent secrecy charged by mental concision.  
 
Rationed compliments ensue and float  
newly consistent maths.   
 
Math is fascinating, I think, to squelch tautologies of wealth and actionable conditions for surplus misuse as power we might have had. Had the self taken itself less nostalgically?  
 
— an idea to play w/ just one note in the future perfect.. where disrespect will have felt like eavesdropping.