38. I WANTED TO BE UNCONQUERABLY SURE
I really didn’t possess even the most infinitesimal of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of vivaciously
enthralling and stupendously proliferating life,
I really didn’t possess even the most ethereal of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of gloriously nubile
and ecstatically amazing life,
I really didn’t possess even the most oblivious of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of resplendently
triumphant and timelessly ameliorating life,
I really didn’t possess the even most parsimonious of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of unflinchingly
indomitable and fearlessly blessing life,
I really didn’t possess even the most fugitive of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of beautifully redolent
and symbiotically undefeated life,
I really didn’t possess even the most transient of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of tirelessly rejuvenating
and ebulliently winning life,
I really didn’t possess even the most evanescent of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of jubilantly enthralling
and stupendously eclectic life,
I really didn’t possess even the most mercurial of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of fragrantly unassailable and Omnisciently benign life,
I really didn’t possess even the most transient of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of beautifully unceasing
and eternally ameliorating life,
I really didn’t possess even the most obliterated of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of handsome ly unconquerable and celestially uplifting life,
I really didn’t possess even the most evaporating of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of effulgently rhapsodic
and interminably fathomless life,
I really didn’t possess even the most non-existent of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of unbelievably
mesmerizing and incredulously royal life,
I really didn’t possess even the most disappearing of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of benevolently
humanitarian and supremely spell-binding life,
I really didn’t possess even the most dilapidated of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of fantastically enamoring and vibrantly poignant life,
I really didn’t possess even the most cloistered of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of victoriously showering and insuperably unprejudiced life,
I really didn’t possess even the most ephemeral of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of indomitably
felicitating and eternally harmonious life,
I really didn’t possess even the most inane of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of majestically parading
and undyingly burgeoning life,
I really didn’t possess even the most vanishing of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of bountifully blossoming and holistically impregnable life,
Wholesomely contrary to the above; I wanted to be unconquerably sure every instant of my destined life; that whenever I died; whenever the Omniscient Creator
had written the signature of inevitable death in my existence; it happened and solely happened; on the feet of none else; but my timelessly insuperable and perpetual beloved .