There’s no one way to degrade-ultimately-destroy capital. 
Try feeling polyphonic with an uncapped fortune, reflecting what you did when your adolescent backbone iced up, raising all boats, all social levels. 

Our greatest fear is going deeper— 

That would kill our real parents. 

They’re dead already. 

Hence the family corporation is casually undercover 

and lonely as an interdiscipline that threatens. 
Solitude, confidences, you’ll earn times in the day, 
the plays and jungle, many now in a series as —
You sit languidly, the other side of the room. You’re locked in circumstance. That’s fine. Your party last night was that great, dwelling publicly on crispnesses in whispers in the air. Not only that, you may already be a laureate.

You’re the single most meticulous complement for me. Chilling sorbet and warming surf.. insidious! Your sleep is like a language recognized by flowers of nearby orbs.

You see what I’m dealing with here?

Mercury is wow! Mars!