(DISBANDED) Abyss Of The Horizon.

ㅤ (VIII/VIII) • Disagreeing with each other is normal, it will continue to happen around you. There's nothing to blame. People cheered for what they had achieved, to the point of not remembering the background to their achievements. I present it to you, The Written Tone ㅤㅤ REGARDING LIFE'S JOURNEY, READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED ㅤㅤ

ㅤ ㅤREWRITTEN BLACK ON WHITE, ㅤ(THROUGHOUT THE STUDIO)ㅤ𝜗:𝜚 1706 ㅤㅤㅤ •ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ────────── ㅤㅤSHEPHERD FLYING INTO THE BYPAST: ㅤㅤTHE ﹏ WRITTEN ﹏ TONE, ㅤㅤㅤㅤJOELLO CHIRAD ㅤ2000 "MELODY" : Give up. Surrendering to the past can no longer be avoided. Even though the eyes are looking forward, occasionally the neck looks back. Peeking at what cannot be achieved again even for once. Regret is clear. The cage that binds the soul does not seem to allow the self to be free. Everything is written down on paper. Spreading teachings in the field of singing, able to bless the sense of hearing that catches. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(🎻🎼) ㅤㅤWithout ego, slowly many young people ㅤㅤare following in his footsteps. Until an ㅤㅤunexpected event─────came occurs. It happened so fast, my mind can't process it. The content is just fighting, fussing over trivial things. They still don't know anything. This is not the best way out that they should take. Teenage egoism takes over common sense. Everything fell apart in seconds. Reviving past trauma, when a big fight occurred behind school. Stupidly, those bitter memories made him unable to do anything. His body was limp as if he had no bones.

ㅤWhat kind of situation is this? JOELLO limply ㅤon the floor as the steps went away.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ He really wanted to say sorry, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤthe feeling of guilt really took over.

ㅤㅤSERIES OF NOTES HE CREATESㅤ│ Vol. 18 Can truly fly through time, go through it ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ GO HEAL MYSELF FIRST. ㅤ ㅤ

•────── « 𝑨𝒎 𝑰 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝑹𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑨𝒘𝒂𝒚? » ──────• ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⏤‌‌‌‌🎙 ☾❖☽ ◦ ━━━━━━ Becoming both a vocal coach and a producer, he had to handle the inevitable clashes within the group. The old song they had crafted together echoed around him, stirring an agony of memories, especially since most people had lost interest in music, and it make him distressed. 𝑱𝒐𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐 loathed this job, he couldn’t abandon it midway though. The longing and curiosity about his old bestfriends left him unsettled; ㅤㅤㅤ 𝑱𝒐𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝒉𝑒𝑚 𝑎 𝑤𝒉𝑒𝑟𝑒-𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑠 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝒉𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑒𝑥𝒉𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. 𝐻𝑒 ㅤㅤ ㅤ𝑔𝑎𝑡𝒉𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑝, 𝒉𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝒉𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑠. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤ (VII/VIII) • Disagreeing with each other is normal, it will continue to happen around you. There's nothing to blame. People cheered for what they had achieved, to the point of not remembering the background to their achievements. I present it to you, The Passenger Ally ㅤㅤ REGARDING LIFE'S JOURNEY, READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED ㅤㅤ

ㅤ ㅤVOYAGE ABOVE THE CLOUDS UP ㅤ(TO HOPES AND DREAMS) ㅤ𝜗:𝜚ㅤ 1706 ㅤㅤㅤ •ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ────────── ㅤㅤAN UNFORESEEN JOURNEYING EVER: ㅤㅤTHE ﹏ PASSENGER ﹏ ALLY, ㅤㅤㅤㅤ BRANDON NYLES ㅤ1999 "PLANE" : Bird wannabe, flying freely in the atmosphere. Against macrocosm, blade is a cloggy metal. With hominal genius, steel is made in such a way that it can resemble a bird flying in the vast sky. The plane flies streamlinedly. Sailing through the most splendiferous mottles, passing the longest Aurora Borealis in history. Behind the tenacity of the machine running, there are great people in it. Fly the airplane with. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(🛫📟) ㅤㅤThe runway point explains how important ㅤㅤprofessionalism is. Always maintains his ㅤㅤattitude to convince──────passengers. Complaints take him to a higher point. As if provided a ladder to hope. Is that fair? Very. Very fair. Brandon always dreamed of becoming a performer. Where he can show the best of himself. Putting on an epic performance until the applause thundered after the curtain fell. Flowers poured down as the performance ended. But in reality it's not the same.

ㅤStill enjoy his days by remarkable executions ㅤin front of kinfolks, BRANDON.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤEven as a superhero figure for them, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ which you never dreamed of.

ㅤㅤGETS WIDER EVERY DAYㅤ ㅤ │ Vol. 18 Storm must be weathered tomorrow ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤAS FLIGHT ATTENDANT. ㅤ ㅤ

•───── « 𝑨𝒎 𝑰 𝑻𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒚 𝑨𝒕 𝑬𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕? » ─────• ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⏤‌‌‌‌🛩 ☾❖☽ ◦ ━━━━━━ He was so busy being flight attendant, he become cabin crew on 2 flights in one day. He buried deep his desire to become a performer, and became flight attendant. Memories from the past came flooding back and he thought of an old bestfriends he used to see around lately. 𝑩𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒏 felt somewhat relieved, realizing he wasn’t the only one who hadn’t achieved his old dreams. ㅤㅤㅤ 𝑩𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒏 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝒉𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑡𝒉𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑖𝑒𝑤. ㅤㅤ 𝐻𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑜 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑡 ㅤㅤㅤ 𝑖𝑓 𝑡𝒉𝑒𝑟𝑒’𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑐𝒉𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤ (VI/VIII) • Disagreeing with each other is normal, it will continue to happen around you. There's nothing to blame. People cheered for what they had achieved, to the point of not remembering the background to their achievements. I present it to you, The Haggard Stuntman ㅤㅤ REGARDING LIFE'S JOURNEY, READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED ㅤㅤ

ㅤ ㅤUSED TO BE IN THE MEDIA SPOTLIGHT ㅤ(AUDIENCE DEFINED SILENT)ㅤ𝜗:𝜚ㅤ 1706 ㅤㅤㅤ •ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ────────── ㅤㅤNEVER FELT THIS BEFORE THIS TIME: ㅤㅤTHE ﹏ HAGGARD ﹏ STUNTMAN, ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤMARION GROIZHORTEN ㅤ1999 "STILL" : The man stood alone. In a room that is only white, without any furniture or other materials. Stay still, no plans to move even an inch. The room, which was originally square, slowly became wider and longer. As far as the eye could see, there was only an infinite passage of time ahead. Even though he was numb, fear and anxiety still gnawed at his body. Until within seconds, the room around him seemed to be attracted by something big again. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(🖼🤍) ㅤㅤAll sides approached him until he was ㅤㅤsqueezed, so tight that he thought it was ㅤㅤthe end of his life story──────survive. Before finally opened his eyes. Passion, youth, fever. Dreams of people with fever are sometimes scary, abstract but specific. Without hesitation, the man with the sharp nose left there. Throw away all the bad luck that comes your way. The sound of birds singing from all directions seemed to call him to start a new day. It seemed like a boring day for him.

ㅤMARION, figures who must appear perfect in ㅤfront of the general public.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤNo expression, surfing in modernization, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤglobalization wanders.

ㅤAN UNTHOUGHT-OF DISCOVERYㅤ │ Vol. 18 Makes a sudden interchange in his life ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ WALK ALONG THAT PATH. ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ

•───── « 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝑺𝒖𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝑩𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑯𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔? » ─────• ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⏤‌‌‌‌ 📷 ☾❖☽ ◦ ━━━━━━ His body was totally exhausted. Marion leaned against the chair, sipping water while his mind drifted back to a time when he didn’t depend on relentless gruntwork to survive, a time when all he needed was the smiles and happiness of his bestfriends. His dreams had come true, yet his heart remained unfulfilled. 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒏 often dreamed about past memories, which left him waking up in an awful mood. ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒏’𝑠 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑢𝑖𝑛𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ㅤㅤㅤ 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝒉𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑤𝒉𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝒉𝑒𝑦 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑒𝑎𝑐𝒉 𝑜𝑡𝒉𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤ (V/VIII) • Disagreeing with each other is normal, it will continue to happen around you. There's nothing to blame. People cheered for what they had achieved, to the point of not remembering the background to their achievements. ㅤㅤ I present it to you, The Jazz Giver ㅤㅤ REGARDING LIFE'S JOURNEY, READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED ㅤㅤ

ㅤ ㅤCOME HERE EVERYONE'S HOPES ㅤ(WHEN THEY NEED YOU) ㅤ𝜗:𝜚ㅤ 1706 ㅤㅤㅤ •ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ────────── ㅤㅤA BESPEAK OF PEACEFUL HAS ARISED: ㅤㅤTHE ﹏ JAZZ ﹏ GIVER, ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤSIMON WYLES ㅤ1999 "ECHOED" : Do you know how much reward people will get when they do good deeds, help those in need, and get sweet smiles from other people? That's a matter for later. Prosperity in life follows you when thanks and prayers accompany you. Goodness is not established, but applied. Humans are born pure and holy. The percentage of goodness he has is still full, as time goes by. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(🍳🍱) ㅤㅤEnvironmental influences come in, black ㅤㅤand white surrounds you, that's where the ㅤㅤadrenaline rush─────social experiment. There are only two choices; keeping it positive or letting it drift into the negative. The man felt that when he did something despicable, there had to be other reproaches to cover it up. Stacked up, like looking for a needle in a haystack. There is almost no glimmer of hope at all. As if I had received guidance,

ㅤA day SIMON met an old man who said that ㅤdreams aren't important,

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤcause in life what's more important is ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤsharing happiness and love with others.

ㅤDAWN WELFARE DISTRIBUTIONㅤ │ Vol. 18 He needs to learn how to living reality ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ WASN'T HE DREAMED OF. ㅤ ㅤ

•──── « 𝑨𝒎 𝑰 𝑯𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝒐𝒓 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆? » ────• ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⏤‌🍽 ☾❖☽ ◦ ━━━━━━ The edge of the ship bound for his next adventure. He yearned for his youth, thinking about dreams he hadn’t accomplished and pressure from various directions bearing down on him. Simon recalled the words of an old man he had met; “Dreams are just expectations that aren’t indispensable to achieve. Whatever you accomplish is the destiny and fate that suits you.” Taking a deep breath, 𝑺𝒊𝒎𝒐𝒏 walked around. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝑺𝒊𝒎𝒐𝒏’𝑠 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒 𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑎 ㅤㅤㅤ 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑜𝑓 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑎𝑠 𝒉𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑦 𝒉𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤ (IV/VIII) • Disagreeing with each other is normal, it will continue to happen around you. There's nothing to blame. People cheered for what they had achieved, to the point of not remembering the background to their achievements. ㅤ I present it to you, The Guardian Garter ㅤㅤ REGARDING LIFE'S JOURNEY, READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED ㅤㅤ

ㅤ ㅤCOURAGE'S SINKING, ADMONISHER ㅤ(DELIVER EMPOWERS TOWARD) 𝜗:𝜚 1706 ㅤㅤㅤ •ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ────────── ㅤㅤFELT BETTER, THE GIFT HAS ARRIVED: ㅤㅤTHE ﹏ GUARDIAN ﹏ GARTER, ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤLOVE-LUNE CELESTÈ ㅤ1999 "SYSTEM" : The rays of the evening sun streamed in from the windows. Yellowish orange in color, so beautiful that it is pleasing to the eye. The series of matters that had to be resolved were released for a moment. Like pulling the anchor back onto the ship, the voyage can continue. The thin glass becomes a barrier between the subject and object. The largest in the solar system waved his hand, said goodbye and let himself rest after a day of illuminating the entire hemisphere. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(💌📇) ㅤㅤThere are times when creatures feel sucks ㅤㅤin the chest. Carrying out programs that ㅤㅤare not in line──────────with plans. Just so as not to disappoint anyone, he is disappointed in himself. It's nothing, things get better with time. Not all plans can continue. Likewise, the surprises that come are unmitigated. The gifts given by the universe never stop in any area of the brain or heart.

ㅤLOVEY, the success he has achieved now can ㅤlead him to stay in touch with someone.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThe feeling of guilt in his heart ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ can heal slowly.

ㅤKINDNESS CAN BE CHANNELEDㅤ │ Vol. 18 Remember Aaspirerly you can palpate ㅤㅤㅤㅤ MY LIVELIHOOD FROM HERE. ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ•────── « 𝑨𝒎 𝑰 𝑻𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒚 𝑰𝒏 𝑷𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒆? » ──────• ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⏤‌‌‌‌ ♣️ ☾❖☽ ◦ ━━━━━━ He sat in front of a painting depicting eight men at an art exhibition, resembling himself and his old bestfriend. his thoughts aimed at his old friend, an author of the novel he had sponsored. Because of that, the dreams he once thought would come true began to fill his mind. He thrived on his own path just like his old bestfriends told him. 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒚 pondered nostalgically about their shared teenage dreams and wondered, ㅤㅤ𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒚 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑑 “𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝒉𝑒𝑦 𝑎𝑐𝒉𝑖𝑒𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝒉𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔-𝑐𝒉𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑠𝒉𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑠𝒉 𝑡𝑜𝑜? 𝑎𝒉𝒉 𝑖 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝒉𝑒𝑚..” ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ