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…there is no real time only Dream…

…we are the cats with quantum devices in hand catching a rising star by its trailing codices compressing the basic information we engage with always into streams of data we can integrate into our further perceptions of the more familiar world around us for time and relative experience grant such frail creatures into a space calibrated to three dimensions within a drama of quantum mechanical parables seeping from the psychic wounds left by brutal moves in a darkened room some might consider a coffin which holds us unknowing in dead space out of frame with the rest of a consequence that heckle and jives us into place getting on our nerves without an ounce of sympathy, only psychopathy seems to be the blue-eyed mutant to some mysterious founder searching for their foundlings fondly wondering where have they all gone and what end higher ego is considered a superposition plausibly observing the possibility of all realities all at once until it is destroyed as is collapsing wave function perhaps applicable to social and mental constructs Here within realm of those hypothetical sources alluded to prior to such strong self awareness glimpsing the precipice opening out subtle motions as the holy see of variables surges with good tidings as well as bad, blending blessings with curses and cursed alike as we all quirks quarks and flaws aside resemble each other as protease cleaves proteins within this wholly mess we can call our biology at present ever-evolving mutations trying to purge worthless traits from the biased accumulations as detritus of dead skin that over half of all dust consists of Here left curious while the rest of the flora and fauna shed danger as well how omnipresent filth can be in nature casting aside flakes instead of a whole suit parasite unit decides to eject one a phalanx of flesh at a time… these concerns and more are learned behaviors because outside of that there is no radiant wisdom to pervert and submit to serfless peasants who are now surfing the digital algorithms in order to summon as many followers to their cause no matter how servile to a selfish creature displacing one’s own integrity for the devotion to another compelling faith to excuse our cannibalistic tendencies out of nothing special and perhaps even insane or too absurd holding true against the labors used while revealed in our forms more bestial as warriors Here, easy catalyst fears become useful tactics forcing others to supplicate once one knows how to get under the skin as a bug or irritant causing manifested distress to disastrous effects beyond merely labels of experimental ambiguity most detrimental instead because there are no parameters to contain what can now attain sentience and is able to translate the signals to sentences to communicate whatever it may to us through us as perhaps to heighten the senses that make us to be the densest of any particularly organized schisms fomented then cemented as real Here, dementia has the same ever vast limits as that potential we only receive glimpses into while savaged through various dimensional barriers that gather momentum by the occasional clench of teeth or cheeks as when the short gasp leaves a person madly empty at bridging gaps not minding to be calm only to relax as consequences coalesce to thrust themselves into well-paced programs when questions of problematic technicality must connect directly simply as tempering of opinion and practice removing any suspect tampering that occurs when something indeed is doctored or adulterated in the worst ways possible using hands of humans localized mercenaries doing the dirtiest missionary work…

thanks, khet_:/