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enter the humillinati

guilt and shame and the emotional extremities that become an excruciating suffering to be subjected to by an authority’s opportunistic conformity aware of the dreaming reality like an elder god asleep and manipulating the fate of its’ people through humans as the embarrassed commodity gathered about in and produced as immense numbers Here on the surface where corporate control reigns us in caught as a blank slate ready to absorb whatever information needed to survive this teasing quest, in rushing our senses through the densely filtered solid reality set as stage to circulate this cosmo-logic state defied and defined by our restless curiosity seeking out consequences specific to their questions as needing the answers to suspend this disbelief in a current system that hates us and our awareness of all of these things pushing against the boundaries of existence, but attendance is limited by the personal urge to actively participate in making and changing conditions for an actuality of a true better than that lip service as used to dismiss and deceive the popular decision and thus to distort the roving will of the people flowing worldwide taking exception to none as the humane ratio of a civilization ebbs to hinge upon a low fringe extent mildly humming along like a siege engine while we are forced to shape all our individual lives around this one mass experiment always in progress… it would not be the goal of real illuminated ones to bring about an incoherent subterfuge and chaos although i have my doubts at this revelation made as various false disguises have utilized half truths to make a believer out of you and i as fellow elements making up the inner whole of this dynamic universe always in flux in the habit of reiterating the need for a phantom ideal of stability that will uphold that everything really is okay Here, but again those doubts come streaming in between the ears as transmitted and channeled through those all-too vocal filters sometimes pushing us into compromising situations against our sizing-up of a better judgment to be had instead of a newer set of possibilities presented as gifts with words like vipers writhing in your ears and seizing your thoughts to freeze them still selling to you through the propaganda swill spilling distant blood by those ignorant mob opportunists capsizing this shipment of humanity, captivated over to the wrong side of a humiliating idea of humanity in action as the rushing waters come in and take with a flood of anxious expectations erosive and corrosive as astringent cells and particles pouring over on through a sieve of experience as metaphor for the ways in which we surge through the fibers and membranes to receive this incarnate form we refer to as this a ‘being of human’ as unique ladder rung in this banal circus wringing bells sounding an alarm at the teasing hindrance ignored by the animal ears that refuse to hear and a conscious mind that assumes cannot understand…

Thanks, khet.