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our reality is under stress from sources that are uniquely from within as guided by our resentment for others’ ideas about ourselves and the actions we choose to use for the individual’s benefit, usually contradicting a format that someone already has in regards to the genuine understanding which unerringly appears to be and often is so condemned as a certainty so easy that it subdues the complexity of emotion for any simplicity extended, and this is just one fatal mistake as we collude with these harsh inequalities and learn to justify the point formed afterward as though it were the most reasonable conclusion available to us… in all reality, this is merely a lip service paid by the highest fibber a wax coating for the desperate for answers by easily coaxing a vague-but-generally-empty phrase to refer to drawn upon from people’s own definitions, and made mask-like to deflect raw questions that break through the surface clamor for the more integral parts of the data to be found but rendered as a persona to which all emotional information true or false can be thus attached… set of ideas and structures becomes the motivation to make a corporate entity into a kind of person resurrecting the myth of the holiest of holies coming to life from nothing under the power of Man, or is it that we have experienced this before in the various church authorities and bitter doctrines rather passed around as the lessons better than goods because the authority of a higher power looks over us all?… as though creatures kept to pasture until needed for the rites of work or procreation or some other enslaved service of activity that could have been and usually is applied and observed by some few who gauge the functions in an authoritative manner as a trusted doctor or scientist might, authority who cannot be corrupted even though it is based within the hands of Man on whose declarations of certainty in ancient lore are faulty and out-dated in contrast with the modern humanity as it has changed in the centuries since sovereignty made its’ lasting impression on imperialist culture, and the hive mind is working strong and furiously inside the living brain of society as the human majority ebbs and flows in loyal service to the various tears of history as infallible biblical law to be feared and lamented as guilt becomes the flag under which too many have died as anger and hatred flare and burn into embers keeping friction just barely underneath the fully aware mainstream of human perception… my beef, to put it alight mildly, is not with the humanity of which i am a part, but with the state of an elite Mankind paradigm in which we live and scramble to survive as it tries to overtake all aspects of reality by the indifferent subjugation of nature whose authority is to be subdued and subverted into profiteering explorations from which none of us comes back alive… this venom veers off the beaten path because it needs to forge a new way to get through the cluttered frame of view to which we have all become accustomed in this new age ever-constant to the generations as they fade, soiling our hands in blood and oil stirred up from the richness we only realize a fraction of as the more primal a greed housed inside these eyes lies to get whatever it is that it wants from the enemy no matter who that might be, and the surging forces of hostility used as crutch in these futile power plays that claim an attempt to fight back the unknown of a future that looks as though it might be winning as it has for aeons before we ever arrived at awareness… though because of those greedy sights set early on while the beast was brilliantly distracted by shiny things and stories of adventure, the real proof of complimentary movement is lost to shallow shambling from vague vision to vague vision of what lies beyond the horizon in this place teasing our senses into inviting this oblivious disgrace shunning the virulent out into the exile that forces a tribe to adapt against the noise of death as it echoes back, but what of those impetuous ones next down from the violent in order of that particular dumbed-down hierarchy that reflects a bestial past in the overwrought reactions of these present intrusions that knock down solutions to remain this oblivious parasite longer than necessary…

Thanks, khet.