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…savage mediocrity, we, trash-pale Children…

…naturally viral tropes crawling across the surface inside these tainted plasmic containers active for disinfecting contact or wet or dwell time as that needed occurrence to restore sterile order to an otherwise apparent jungle of filthy and decadent chaos we are just mortal filled with blood and things no absolute survival or getting out equal when these oddities are stacked against us reigning supreme thinking themselves lords attacking those helpless and displaying their flags flown depicting blind loyalty no heart superficial gnats before weight of the void in person implied perhaps what voices labelled supernatural sources as gods might exist, writing as enjoyment truly because the power of words when this creature is illiterate question the thoughts exploding heads trying to comprehend incomprehensibility that concept of such vastness unleashed as this charisma of nature among the massive to finally create so many zombies with mind-numbing peculiarities volumes of which quench no thirst because there is no demand only disease conquering all through sheer amount of patience become patients of this system cut off so suddenly that litigation nails their coffins shut on consistent basis throughout ever-present hell of dark wars going on left to surge simple silly people towards oblivion, techniques to fabricate hope amidst as painful a torture as this new year brings requiring sterile perspectives to reign in extremes by moderating narrowed lines of possibility while testing against personal liability fretting and worried the worst is the more plausible outcome Here subverting as much overwhelming consequences with shimmy and swagger co-local kerygmatic trickery sets in motion between audience and orator tragic panic magic if rapt attention is enough to sway opinion in their demented direction to whatever gains made through ulterior motives managing to manipulate amounts of the massive with soft influence commanding action in conflicts pressuring tactic… even without the tact these garbage pail kids collected Here violent assorted mutations arranged subtly changed through cycles of repetition producing wide-ranging elements to be birthed onto this heathen earth akin to our ancient monsters found in mythic stories though quite real as scientific experimentation quieting the masses with alternate futures and dystopian nightmares built for us to contain and extract our powers that be whether or not belief in souls could be true the vital energy gets siphoned out through daily trials and tribulation unique to each of our captivated perspectives wrapped up in surviving as best we can, for as long as we can Here while some are willingly stifling growth from as many angles as possible setting limits based on biased criticism cultivated to dictate encoding of morals and values different pursuits from compassionate behavior or caring about humans at all somehow allowed to be domesticated into servitude from the very beginning behavior learned in the search for answers that do not come easily consequences savagely mediocre animosity one cannot abide suffering stoic cruelty tensions acting dimensions dementia filters through psycho-social-somatic truths found by toxic sleuths navigating this secular metastrophe happening because of the chains of events, sequence without repentance Here generations of stigma and theory looped rigorously catalogued when on psychic stains we remain stubborn witness subjective yielding to an empirically pseudo-objectivity what masks portions of this strange realm from us redefining all the time what complies and this reality that shapes around those particular peculiarities pooping out in no short supply density vacuously attempts all manner of combinations testing out the cosmic tumbler lock until consciousness is allowed to shift to that next layer within these depths trying to define the gravity of compromising situations staring at our own mortality wearing masks of personal damage…

thanks, khet_:/