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…necropolitic Meliorism…

…cannot always be sure of these things as the necessary actions taking place bettering the world through human effort sometimes against the social grain that supports as conjoined citizen community sharing the burden of deciding whether to condemn or further establish institutions become benevolent instead of as violent as petulant children not getting their way quickly accelerating into frenzy unseen in quiet portions of the universe taking larger than localized movements engaging with the rest of the unpredictable cosmos that surrounds and abounds beyond us and our being as surface creatures barely scratching at that itch twisting our perceptions askew, whether we wish to feel the rippling consequences or our direct activity affecting the greater expanse of destiny where we are mere specks upon the crusty carapace of this beast we call home for now talking steadily about the ends we create for ourselves with meaning to fulfill without question when presented though this tactic also leads to fascist tendencies bordering on suicide induced by hate as one’s nihilistic and misanthropic traits projected onto others becomes rhetoric excuses likely too short coming up too late of an excelsior performance had not some necrotic issues been buried deep inside the limbs, we go out upon alone even if there is support to be a better person Here guiding or at least abiding by your motions in the err meanwhile still heavy with strife cycling through us each in our own timing given the chance to tear our shadows loose from their harness tied into place perhaps tied into our seats even those of us upon thrones whose largely flushed morsels because we are so cuckoo for caca as ringing endorsement resounds shit traveling on across our physiques content to nothing more until the time is right for evolving into humanoid shape… alleviating the pressures where humans cannot when they assume the status of intangible ghosts flickering in and out of reality enslaved to the automatic created thus summoned through gestures technology uses to contact the dead whose secrets are sealed with them laid in their respective graves as the eventuality we can only imagine from this walking talking living precipice as metaphorical outcropping in certain phrases becoming bridges between minds utilizing words once set on conveying an occasionally misconstrued crawl of social sublimation required to impress upon your peers genuine senses of vitality respect and integrity as virtues, so virtual even if this reality restricts access to constructing compassionate works unlike competitions grandiose currency in satisfying capitalistic criminal parasites arguing to reject those they deem undesirable topics amongst their people of necessity and need to those not willing to take responsibility by proxy for the mistakes made worthless as encountered only making accusations blaming others as loudly on as many various platforms as possible to establish critical cringe of the utmost potency to dissuade every and anyone from voicing valid grievances with whatever systems are currently in place managing any humans residing under their jurisdiction, abusing nominal fictional power over other people to varying degrees of wield ability weird when a greater good questionably asks you to better the world through using violence triggering backlashes in retaliation but predictably as though a mechanism for constant war and erasure of those considered enemies instead of opposite acts to kindness choosing to involve resolutions in delivering civilized diplomacy while wanting better outcomes overall in spite of terms already upsetting and callous such as ‘ethnic cleansing’ applied to diminish other people and their unique struggles in survival when bigoted sides all seem selfishly aligned against anyone but themselves attempting to live than barely existing…

thanks, khet_:/