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…fast shits wannabe Xanadouche…

…disgrace land face plant all the animals walking out of the zoo estranged as mechanical tourists paying cash never catch up any uneven exchange between goods and services why rendered sedate by the helpless mind states calling out for strength through life as tithe waged where the blood eagles dare machismo this brash more than ever before rash of ideal perfections breaking down at once more common than the nervous breakthrough appealing to a positive emotional nature appropriating willful frivolity for the moment cautious suspects of how life might continue trailing that damage reputations and relationships gaining leverage over people, assertions willfully ignorant as well as arrogant self-righteous thought space askew even when there is success without having to taste the spew and sputum of this paradigmatic phlegm flown further than expected when we are finally spitting it out like the degenerates we are or at least having been labeled as undesirable by the masses gone massive even more as what has come of some misogynistic baby machine keeps pumping them out fabricating broken cannon fodder who never know their fathers while sometimes we never know either parent well enough to call them friends only acquaintances at best in Here, illuminatus trilobites caught helpless as the fossil record grooves as it slowly plays over time only audible enough to hear whispers from that cryptid performance piece called civilization taking on many phases and ornate forms as yet explained that exist while stuck in the daze and haze of mourning sickness not acknowledging the grief of loss so overwhelming yet repetitive to the point of depressing expectations of failure and being corrected if wrong in levels of severity depends upon the perpetrator whose delight must be in making others suffer as they believe they must have which makes them more untrustworthy… criminal cash crop of humans born and raised under loose loyalty to the state they believe they live within interpreted in many ways that differ and then direct us the opposite of where it was thought we were headed suspended by our own disbelief in variable truths that take place simultaneously in defiance amongst the anonymous miscellanea that occurs Here reprising inflicted sagas of laws and their loopholes creating confliction requiring the proper barrister or advocate to defend one from the weight of such massive bearing distinctly naive enough to achieve what others have not with disgrace landing you backwards, in this game of chances subtly locked cosmic strands of fatality demanding personal sacrifice for the orbiting action tumbler aligning dimensions to open one to advantage while also scrambling to survive this life apart from everything else around you no guidebook flotation device or life-preserving salve to anoint oneself with nature’s gifts are we naught stranded Here adrift unwilling participant with uncomfortable humans as compatriots appearing to collude against you if given any circumstantial evidence proving nothing in blanket statements used to cover up the perversity of their own manipulations causing emotional and mental anguish underneath surface layers seeming fine, or as some variation on themes of good nice or respectful in hoping to be accepted for who you are though not merely any other monster whose personality exudes whatever abuse was disposed of their way suddenly at odds realizing in horrified guilt and disgust that we are those pathetic sociopaths tricking victims afraid if not outright assault dependent on the exhilarated highs one learns in confidence confirming sight of sympathies on their sleeves cheap giveaway whether to gamble engaging the heartstrings by seizing holy to deceive with propositions imparting wisdom being lied to by turns anticipation affected succumbing dysfunctional…

thanks, khet_:/