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I am a fury riding the gilded attitude of consumption. Manifestation of life and then will out of self-awareness. A child is always born with the animal instinct to make a stable environment for itself. This is revealed in the actions of relentless, nameless things that approach the absurd. Shameless self-discovery that no one seems to want to fess up to. I will be the scapegoat, and their exit from the blame during duress. my hindsight affects your foresight, and the passion you forsake becomes a shroud that betrays no shadows. Merely flashes of memory for the sake of progression. Towards goals that few will ever realize now, but that may one day permeate the abundance of society. styles and fads are the conditioning that surrounds our occasional instances requiring our presences in forms channelling instinct into the furnace, like some purifying extinction process that needs to be, and the reborn thing is the product in waiting. For some individuals, it is even like a baby or child in waiting, and their wombs are ready to indulge in the experience of procreation. a whole new situation opens up with the instance of insemination, the rude way that it conflicts with the emotions of both parents, and a few couples end up against each other for the rest of their lives. The degrees of distress that there needs to be in order to create a catalyst for a particular situation are very difficult to define to anyone, and anyone with the courage involves themselves in the natural struggle with raising children. At times, pure enjoyment while within other influences is held the potent growth of individual form, or the cycle will start over again to take the chance in creating another human being.