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23. IF RAPE IS INEVITABLE; ENJOY IT.

 

If drowning in the fathomlessly treacherous ocean seems inevitable; why not

start to stupendously relish the unbelievably tangy spray of the sea on

every pore of your nakedly impoverished skin, 

 

If falling from the absolute epitome of Everest seems inevitable; why not start to passionately embrace every draught of exuberant air; as you unstoppably plummeted like thunderbolts of lightening towards heartless ground, 

 

If being bitten by the diabolically ominous serpent seems inevitable; why not start to unfathomably admire its majestically unconquerable hood; as it uncontrollably quivered under the pristinely impeccable light of the midnight moon, 

 

If being victimized by acrimoniously slandering isolation seems inevitable;

why not start to unceasingly kiss the tranquil silence with the periphery of your rubicund lips; even as there wasn’t a trace of civilization till countless centuries apart, 

 

If being excoriated into nothingness whilst trapped in a lion’s cage seems inevitable; why not start to tirelessly feast your eyes upon the unflinching patriotism; that wafted from every ingredient of your blood that now almost overwhelmed the fabric of the Universe, 

 

If being slit open by a demonically gleaming knife seems inevitable; why not

start to mesmerize every cranny of the whites of your eye; with its magical

gleam even at the cruelest hour of the ribald night, 

 

If satanically crucifying starvation seems inevitable; why not start to fondle and massage each of your pathetically tyrannized bone; to the most ultimate epitomes of ecstasy and satisfaction, 

 

If cadaverously penalizing blindness seems inevitable; why not start to envisage the entire world as a paradise of uninhibited nakedness; eternally dancing in the winds of sensuously untamed blackness, 

 

If horrendously subjugating deafness seems inevitable; why not start to treat your ears only to the most opulently luxurious and vivaciously tinkling earrings, 

 

If heinously traumatizing poverty seems inevitable; why not start to fantasize about perpetually floating in the clouds; away from every earthly pleasure; and without a cloth to engulf your ebullient form, 

 

If the despairingly deteriorated gallows of jail seem inevitable; why not

start to wholesomely blindfold your effulgent eyes; and cognize a life after

this currently destitute lifetime of yours, 

 

If being buried under the gorily invidious avalanche seems inevitable; why

not start to ardently play and blend with the royally untainted iceflakes; being insurmountably tantalized by their velvety caress; just like a newly born child, 

 

If being salaciously torn apart from your beloved seems inevitable; why not

start to fervently appreciate the inexhaustible tenacity with which your heart still throbbed; for the destined remainder of your life, 

 

If being lost in the inexplicably gigantic labyrinth of tunnels seems inevitable; why not start to be enchanted and till the very last breath of your life; by the

astoundingly pitch-dark stillness,

 

If being pugnaciously aborted right in the womb of your mother seems inevitable; why not start to think that this was the greatest blessing that your mother could ever dream of bestowing upon you; even before you were born, 

 

If walking through an endless field of acridly abstruse thorns seems inevitable; why not start to feel perennially blessed; as the blood profusely oozing from your feet; unassailably enriched every ounce of spell-bindingly naked soil, 

 

If being crushed under the unstoppably speeding car seems inevitable; why

not start to feel that you’re soon going to undergo; an unchallengeable world record for bearing maximum pain, 

 

If the unforgivable hands of death seem inevitable; why not start to unbelievably relish your expedition to either Heaven/Hell; feel like a quintessential ingredient of the boundaries of the uncannily unknown, 

 

And if treacherously besmirching rape seems inevitable; why not start to

unprecedenteldy enjoy every conceivable contact of  skin with ignited skin;

why not undyingly enjoy the ultimate dewdrops of virility; now sinfully but

eventually amalgamating two bodies as one.