Bringing In A New Buttercup

My journey to a new abode is going well.  I have connected with a savage soldier in this city who will wield a weighty verbal sword, when necessary, for all community.  I gain insight into her mental ecology more as I step one foot in front of the other in this city of doubt.  We are like an imaginal castle on the hill waiting for the surge of troops our way.  Our mote has been dug to a point over the years to a depth that cannot be measured anymore.  We can move from health to wealth and see reality as it comes at us daily.  She is the disrupted one who survived it all, and she can just keep her draw bridge up if she chooses.  I will not pry, and she has an eagle eye, thus an attorney will be present at our coronation.  Who is queen?  She or me?  We will not fight.  We will be sisters in a land that is grand inside, and create an economy that supports the soldiers out their still fighting in the wilderness.  The story just patters onto the page today as her royal gowns are prepared for all society to see.  She is the chosen PRINCESS BRIDE, and this Buttercup will be stern with even The Lieutenant from the Marion County system if she needs to be.  Dude, do you know how LOUD your voice, I mean yelling, is when you are around me?  Satanistic tea much, or are YOU just retarded?  Oh, so funny, right?  Well you will be on your knees today as the sleeze around me falls away and an Arab soldier in the night brings a rapture based on his love of a beauty he sees in me that I do not see.  He thinks that I smell like peaches and cherries (i.e. perfectly ripened fruit).  It is the strawberry hair product I use every day, is what I say, and he says, "No it is an auric reality."  Things do better as we move to the beat of the drum and prepare for the move up the way to where the river runs through the glen and dale.  I seek a true LIBRARIAN, Noah Wylie.  We will fight the monsters and dragons of Hollywood TOGETHER.  No more rumors and lies.  We will clean it up, Buttercup.  Our kingdom will be talked about overseas as they see the reality of the stars forming for the first time as royal keys are placed at my feet.  I can create imaginal realities in my vicinities, but then know to go home to do the dishes or the laundry.  My feet are firmly placed in the mystical and the material, but this new lass will provide fodder for all divinity and make my creation more holy and divine every day the sun rises in The East.  I set sail for the journeys of slumber at night and bring dreams of prophecy that bring me a giant leap closer to true understanding of it all.  I fight like a knight there and listen like a PRIEST.