…Brostrodomus says nothing to the critics…

…nihilistic contradiction predicting the indictment of everything supernal god as freedom seeds representing any oddity that governments can allow having missed the beat happening non-sequitur cultural phenomena beings caught off-guard and trying to make off-the-cuff remarks become remarkable to create exceptions reprogramming their whole glorious symptoms of law as the expectation is trying to duck and cover anticipating nuclear financial fallout becoming intrinsic to the oncoming medium for this televised brain capturing elements worth something to show us as we those people locked in contempt attempting islands of human interaction though we cannot speak for the inhumane as much ourselves, practices of others condemned to perpetual impracticality sweeping parts trivial to coalesce sense homogeneous captivity through domestication trained to enslave ourselves in practical applications Here corrupted by malicious taint so overwhelming even consultation of judicial astrology can be no remedy to this spiritual gout for which we continue to suffer on complacent inasmuch complicit to our tortures until decrepitude deceased spastic verses immersed in divinatory practices versus pragmatic wisdom learned through individual difficulties nature shows no mercy when it defers to power epitomized humanity having convinced itself being the only apex predator to fear even though our fragility deceives awareness, actions contrary to human compassion augmenting sensitivity used in thinking critically that passive-aggressive manipulations could ever be an option for anyone without the required broken soul to eventually retire those once precious personal tethers to humanity left upsetting fades ever further as time carries our spark out amongst manual darkness it appears one has to be buried alive within endarkenment before oneself get lifted by enlightenment casting off the shadows that still remain invisibly attached at the feet and back all of our compressed baggage sits there beyond where light can reach darkest matter from which the void is made… ingrained curiosity repeats our mistakes for us frustrated by plain-spoken world events without the poetry while respect is refused Here autocratic authority whose critical edge cuts us up into fragments polarized into place as far as can be controlled in this environment trying to capture the imagination deceptively utilized for spectacular feats from mountainous mystery to swarm the streets piping hot fresh plague rats fostering festering ideals honed in dark ages flowing subtly on through generations of intermingling abuse and deceit depending upon who is willing to play and those forced to appease by gestures symbiotic symbolism signaling suspected mercy, coercing stubborn people rough to tolerate as tough to collaborate fully trusted which never comes nicely when gnarly as they want to be becomes the manifest bottom line we must all abide by towing it behind us as we travel the wastes enough to assure anyone else who wishes to follow in difficult footsteps sometimes too blindly Here to care enough or properly set upon disappointed stance all throughout the journey moving very little in this sedative age filled with pharmacopoeia in still ever-growing amounts as also with collateral costs exploiting the vulnerability of others lost in this consumer mess, this world as nursery crime setting its people enslaved by wages that forge destruction inasmuch construction for the wrong reasons is bound to collapse seasoning ourselves with experience unfathomable until we know these traits as reflex memory swaying bodies subconscious of social gravity while self-conscious of contested opinions spinning inane volleys back and forth brap-tapped into the psyche when nothing slides forward toward the forefront surface character serving the cosmos to find conclusions Here safety is not implicit but explicitly required to survive the limiting thresholds that restrain us so casually containment from protocols still functioning beyond those systemic failures…

thanks, khet_:/

Posted by :\_khet on February 25th, 2025 in $atan's $cratches, b for Boyg..., critical concepts, practical theory, rants & raves. Both comments and pings are currently closed.

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