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…everything S’okay proposition…

……the world is as happy as it is in pain though forsaking cliches of multitask holding different ideas in the same mind as cavalcades of displaced semen demons creeping into foreground trying to gain more power Here the madness of monotonous struggle causing all the qualities that kill to proliferate consistently throughout this consequential cosmos that sheer essential vastness passing energy back and forth combining metronome ticking with pendulum swinging the rhythm and timing keeping track of these things we are barely aware of at all because obscured feelings within anonymous circuits seeking out wisdom when moved to be realized, categorized though never merely just statistical existence Here even though rules and systems in place allow for such overwhelming generalizations vulnerable shards of shaken moral turpitude catching off-guard those who slack on enjambment seeking further than the being fantastical belief held that remains precariously aloof as static arbitrator to authorize what is deemed necessary though certainly by no means miraculous in such common strokes of effort on an uncaring world constantly worrying about attentions and clarity reaching direct conclusive results accessible to everyone should they empirically research and experiment with informed approaches while factoring in multiple aspects of infinite possibilities, with such dynamic wildernesses Here limbs that are not wings extended having digital appendages extreme such as fingers used in relating singular collections of cells similar yet differing between correlative species by feel remaining stable maintains by rejecting those organic patterns of folk for alien landscapes on escapades of the imagination defining oneself and their journey through life organs stumbling through strife dealing with details miscellaneous and incremental sublimating the essential elements that constitute larval rites of passage to grasp at stellar voyages yet to come synchysis can proceed pulling from what fatalistic meanings are yielded scattering the words around… so many theories of conspiracy substantially stringing everyone along unknowing toward true piracy through allusions with unsavory parties and deception of the plagiarized self as it journeys this desert of the real serving desserts stressed processed fillers cold calculated revenge trauma growth in every one of us for being born when applied and supplied by every trade forcing indigenous people by now we are diverse lines of genetic code constantly blended together enough there is no partial removal while this world continues to straddle lines between innovation or martial justice setting guiding principles on descent into hell perceived by the naysayers, not soothsayers Here whose compulsory nerve twitches the liars tic selling others on special strains of faithful devotion culled from the buzz kill of civilization crossing all lines and wires to summon what comes next crafting the end those shadow forces would have us stay blind in the dark ages forever longing for their pursuits of power leisure and substance cannot be hindered though eventually become flaming hindrances that hang us out upon morbid scaffolding built up in childhood games of word gallows getting caught lost but subsisting on wrong answers to feed what you already know as failure, though my opinion means very little in the grander scheme of this orbital occurrence streaming live onward beyond whatever plateaus we can discover that uphold the degrees of hope found finally figuring thought outside of the box darkest envelopment developing like film toward the coffin nails and silent sanctum carried solemn by ignited inspiration juxtaposed with questions one has to journey further for answers than merely surface layers whose faces encumbered by negative emotional mosaics that constantly explode when confused easily show themselves though not an ill-defined aspect called soul remaining hidden surprise Here my conspiracy theory is everything’s okay…

thanks, khet_:/