Synopsizing: Oh goddess, I’m SO Sorry Honey! I didn’t mean it! Please don’t hurt me?

If I wrote it, why can’t I explain it? I don’t control the spirit.

These stories are created by spirit writing. I’m not the culprit!

Out of control, my cramped one finger is constantly busy typing.

Unless I submit, allow, permit, and accord access to the spirit writing?

She is sincerely amused, to plan a great evil, she means to visit on me!

“An emasculated creepy crawly, hopeless of reprieve! In blind endless agony!”

My darling will reduce me to that messy horror, unless I behave, she taunts me!

My young, insatiable bruja wife is very pretty, a bitch of a witch.

Volcanic Obsidian, can be finely honed, to an edge merely one atom thick.

She doesn’t require smelly magic spells or strange arcane incantations!

With fierce quick slashes at genitals, eyes, and all those essential tendons.

Her obsidian knife can transform a life! She warns me! Ignores my supplications!

Life insurance? Death benefits! No! A windfall for a fortune harvester wife!

Instead, I have Life Assurance! Insures I’ll live! It actually prolongs my life!

I fight to stay alert! I hate being vulnerable! Even have to sleep, now and then

My life assurance protects me, and extrapolating, does it also warn and threaten?

My wife loves certain parts of me passionately! My Social Security, to name one!

How Life Assurance works? She can’t kill me, or the benefit is finished and done!

It threatens I’ll exist, as a creepy crawly it, miserable for seems like an eternity!

Another favored part she wants to mount, as a tumescent indefatigable trophy!

She reads and studies crumbling old books, about mummification and taxidermy!

A love to die for? She doomed me to hell! Alive! Useful, un-hung damned old fool!

An established fact, married men live longer, is indubitably, intriguingly true!

For a long, slow death, marry then when young, as soon as you’ve finished school!

The heart is not smart! Nor is your toy! Don’t sacrifice it as her trophy boy tool!

Hope this isn’t prophetic! I have grand-daughters older than my wife!

Yob