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…prurient subLemon…

…sublime subliminality as contextual conditions applying Here when it puts salve on the irritation squeezed by fascinated morbid curiosity to pick the scab until it bleeds perhaps gauze pad upon the drain of red held to inhibit the exhibited dread of infection causing distressful fearing in those whose stomachs are weak for the sight of blood especially their own dripping instigating pain tensed waiting to relax as endorphins rush the hurt right out addictive craving for killers of pain sometimes when leaning in on the more egregiously wounded requiring that severe medical attention in terrible scenarios hoped to avoid, somehow obsessed with mortality and death realizing visceral dysfunction is sometimes inevitable when routines of personal maintenance are erased depressed and lost out of distaste for the habits perpetuating without visible end not being any reassurance that this is the way it is everything seems chaotic and randomly annoying to some palpable degree of separation from reality creating monsters through menace of opposition diminishing those thinking themselves stronger than the rest of us pressuring them into roles to make even harder decisions taking its toll in the amount of life exchanged for reaching that utmost pinnacle of direct human achievement, coalescing in dissecting vivid sections of anatomy to be further analyzed by indiscriminate persons whose vocation it is to acquire specimen for experiment stress enough cannot be made how devious one has to be in order to procure proper corpses for whatever activities consume their time until disintegration into the holy inevitable that remains outside of us who have been unholy since the sin of being ejected into this world of worlds heathen earth solid not sound because true stability comes with many eventual prices once you subscribe to the right doctrines Here thusly allowing access to this excess humanity… accent on the accidence so dense with meaning to the right observer neutrally viewing scenes with the best objectives that someone truly subjective can muster while utilizing intrusive analysis to justify measurements of compare and contrast in pissing contest and territorial markings to show who is better than the rest who are too wicked though may compete but do not because it is only peacetime practice acts better under pressure to show off strong constitutions where the people really are equal as well as self supporting and self-sustained systems of governance perhaps whose final form has yet to be seen, beyond what obscene degenerate mockery goes for normal these days trying to find fitting artwork to indulge in affairs of perspective somewhere Here styles of realism versus imagination and where the divergent points intersect all throughout the interpretative minds of artists to create such works that intrigue us more than as memories from some distant dream fighting with the thing inside ourselves that wants to enact motions of dreaming while awake and seeing substance manifest or that elusive potential in attempt at tempting reward to value ourselves with as well as others in this biased expression of leadership fraught perilous, continually renewed shaping a bit more each go around in social orbit of the fringe crowd cringing in grief ripe slaves to habitual rituals that succeed through their sacrificial sacraments suspending the critical disbelief we all seem to carry with us once the experiential baggage that triggers this momentum unleashed changes our perspectives in so many haphazard ways that appear random but are part and parcel of the predication that nature puts forth shielded by whatever predefined notions we have conjured up to suit our needs at the time subsiding only with mysterious glory whole and unmolested though pressured to perform…

thanks, khet_:/