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…peggin’ Rituals…

…so many of us are or act like lost puppies, and a well-known musician said in one of their songs, …”too many puppies”… so what are we to do unless we require others sacrifice again for scars and a smothered hope as though blanket or pillow covering over the breath left inside the body to weep and reap the rewards as those people against goodness and normalcy because all that is seen is the lengths to which the concept becomes corrupted fallacy normalized malice in the daily trials and tribulations we find ourselves conflicted by while piloting this unified organism towards a goal that will hopefully sanctify the existence we had to muddle through personally without any regrets as uncommon displays of accepting the world and its flaws, must we so totally can within ourselves the means to that end without ending the life we are granted to flex and swoon as the mood strikes us in real time Here casting out the damned spirits that roam about our person separate from those shadows conjoined at our footstep and lodged in our minds as passengers clustered together as related energies coalescing into replicated human shapes as the need arises to find a representative in the mists and sands of the temporary stacked up so high that it reaches the skies as historical fetish shaken to make gods rain from the clouds in the tiny droplets of moisture cycled through again and again until those same such nameless gods truly reign supreme from above as the conscious ephemera pulled out from the vacant voids with pretty faces that fall to be taken, self-sacrifice being forsaken by the ones touted as the best of show to be showered with gold instead piss and rot and feces filter into the particular essence that proliferates throughout this heathen earth claiming a single one of these multitude rules over us from whatever we consider to be heavens that defaults to variations of a cosmic deity floating incorporeal without controversy even as this appears quite out of the ordinary while also defying logic and reason as we have established them as institutions grinding anomalies into obscurity only to reveal itself eventually as subconscious avatar left to scheme bad dreams without us involved… not trying to pull a dragnet over your eyes but what does one have without just the facts man but pagan consequence attempting to incorporate the intellects we obviously have access to as humans with caveat though that over the course of many civilizations that have passed we continue to utilize dead gods and omens to foretell of an emptiness we easily perceive in the Here and Now as the elements of construction not obstruction or destruction even though these are all necessary mistakes through the was-dumb, a threshold that allows us to pass out into wisdom via unique experiences that as time progresses get lost in antiquity or fade until those details once again are relevant within the greater scope of reality as it retains the ability in all things to grow loose change upon the world as we know it while ripples of civilian woes drain life from our faces as again that calm surface breaks enduring rituals of punishment we are growing so used to we begin to enjoy and pass on that torment turned pervert inspiration onto our offspring where they continue to put the real fun in funeral, a dark night of the soul or a devils gauntlet thrown around provoked projection to measure repulsion as demonic exercises used to derange a spiritual fitness into attempting to kill us…

thanks, khet_:/