If you stretched the already magnanimously inflated

balloon beyond a point; it would vindictively burst;

perpetuating the incredibly celestial atmosphere with

unrelentingly thunderous gasps and treacherously

cacophonic moans, If you stretched the already fathomlessly roaring ocean

beyond a point; it would ominously drown

quintessentially breathing trajectories of civilization in mortuaries of salt and

extravagant

froth,

If you stretched the already boundlessly sweltering

desert beyond a point; they would acrimoniously scorch

the fabric of compassionately moistened existence;

into inanely threadbare ash,

If you stretched the already mercilessly overworked

body beyond a point; it would traumatically

disintegrate into graveyards of treacherously

evaporating nothingness,

If you stretched the already fantastically discovering

artist beyond a point; he would lamely surrender the

unsurpassably endless creative energies of his brain

to the doldrums of disparagingly lecherous

commercialism,

If you stretched the already vividly iridescent

rainbow beyond a point; it would ludicrously distort

into a pit of amorphously decrepit meaninglessness,

If you stretched the already patriotically blazing soldier beyond a point; he would

lugubriously collapse

to blend with lackluster worthlessness; instead of peerlessly marching for his

insurmountably sacrosanct

mother soil,

If you stretched the already magnanimously milking cow

beyond a point; it would start to ooze torturously

flagrant blood and worthless water; instead of

diffusing into a cistern of inimitably unparalleled

milk,

If you stretched the already tirelessly ticking clock

beyond a point; it would abruptly cease to function;

miserably staggering in the hell of inexplicably

maniacal insecurity,

If you stretched the already ferociously roaring lion

beyond a point; it would vituperatively vomit out the

most scrumptiously tantalizing of its prey; in utterly

unbearable frustration,

If you stretched the already spellbindingly blossoming

tree beyond a point; it would abhorrently diffuse the

stench of bizarre rottenness; nonchalantly shedding

its fruit by the dozen; instead of evolving into a

heaven of glorious freshness,

If you stretched the already wholesomely blackened

night beyond a point; it would waft nothing else but a

maelstrom of despairingly penalizing misery; in every

symbiotically living organism alike,

If you stretched the already rhapsodically mellifluous

nightingale beyond a point; it would culminate into

nothing else but dolorously beleaguered cacophony for

an infinite more moments yet to unveil,

If you stretched the already earnestly perspiring body

beyond a point; it would resort to a plethora of

shortcuts to thrive ensure its survival as the

fittest; amongst the devilishly cannibalistic pack of

wolves,

If you stretched the already intransigently flaming

candle beyond a point; it would insipidly melt into a

pool of capriciously wanton wax; repulsively shirking

away from even the most mercurial trace of light,

If you stretched the already unfathomably embellished

castle beyond a point; it would belligerently

transform into a corpse of satanically monotonous

boredom and inexorable hopelessness,

If you stretched the already beautifully ripened mango

beyond a point; it would raucously excoriate apart

into a countless bits of meaningless pulp; tirelessly

cursing the stupidly bizarre environment around,

If you stretched the already smiling face beyond a

point; it would luridly dissolve into livid prejudice;

spreading nothing but preposterously castigating

enmity around,

It you stretched the already irrefutably righteous

conscience beyond a point; it would inadvertently make

way for a hurricane of hideously derogatory lies, But if you stretched the already

handsomely breathing

spirit of love beyond a point; it would altruistically

envelop countless more in its compassionately godly

swirl; it would become a cascade of perennial

enlightenment for every organism symbiotically

existing; it would unconquerably metamorphose even the

most evanescent iota of pain into a fountain of

resplendently blessed happiness; it would forever and

ever and ever become BLESSEDLY IMMORTAL…