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Ordeal Vacation

it is offensive to state the obvious acting on vibrations lending complaint to plaintive sighs as the screaming robs us of encouragement as we start to think and become cognizant of our cares and fears re-calibrated Here, nocturnal spirits with their parties alert us to the fast coming of dark ages wrought by reckless sages displaying rites to fashion submission from conscious decision deciding without active tact or diction to where this ideal a path toward truthful pursuit will lead us, and calling forth all friends and foes alike to add numbers in this act of contrition at playing a villain or worse to satiate all fate against me as in the calling up of wonders from another world or dimensional fissure signaling as the harbinger of future symbols to overtake us in our methodical blindness relating our sensory and emotional cues to the rest of this universe in opposition to itself crying loudly silent through the ‘ultraquiot’ to form these primal elements ever under dispute… surreal balance blending fakes composting potent tools into the same deep roots from which these nocturnal emissions squirt out both fever and doubt in one swift shot heavy with night sweats in rem living sleep preceding the oblong oblivion awake and dreaming through this reality as the various steps shift and decline near the edge of all our times, superior ideas lured from statistical averages used to deepen the separation as dismissal and violence are vital in assimilating by strangulation the culture from the people who support and create all material value within as manifested from ages past and those yet to arrive by virtue of the need to survive in this vapid cruelty maintained as certainty with vicious absolutes ruling over the cowards subdued, but yielding not to honesty or love but to the harsh lines drawn out and consequences long listing the slightest infraction to chart this hellish state described as necessary struggle for which we all seem to give in something that affects our abilities as people relatively scraping by at the base line barely human being always questioning life and to where we will go… the ancient oral thinkers killed by concrete culture acquiring truth speakers to drive their machine in their metaphysical state as wraiths dematerialized, you could either call them death throes or birth tremors as sympathetic pains taken to reveal the new ages to come as social martyrs in activist individualism as accepted rite of passage requiring mistakes in order to prevent the passage of knowledge into ignorance, and we have come to accept a corrupt system the hallucination of a solution nation which is why we are searching out the lesser of two evils instead of retaining the noble justice whether part of the shared algorithm we call ‘humanity’ or the animals that are merely human…

Thanks, khet.