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…ancillary adversary, too many Flux given…

…social conundrums beg us to solve their puzzles acting as solvents eroding upon mysterious stoicism ages old mystical tokens as symbols relevant for the future not too far flung yet close enough to chase dreams about its arrival even though Now is the only thing that’s real though it is those parts we seek rational conclusions to stabilize and comfort ourselves reassuring habits that signal necessary relief before dissecting those behaviors to truly understand why it is we choose these things to do ebb and flow of tidal awareness becoming viral subverting most human habitations parallel courage conflicting with anxiety, nervous motion forcing our minds to accept the closest equivalent consolations in churlish childishness inasmuch contrived cruelty utilized most by cowards manipulating others to do their bidding contemptibly abusing feared appropriations of everything there is to conscript into soluble resource feeding atrocious aspects of the social machine at work decimating civilization through various means concluding when there is nothing left Here to demolish some conscript fathers feeling afraid as having either too much or too little control over compromising situations that arise among their conflicted constituents individuals whom witness specific unexpected corruptions as they occur giving acquiescence to authoritarian processes, residual jigsaw pieces of purpose frustrating what forward progress we are capable of Here getting lost in the network of meanings residing in place before we ever arrived waiting for alien remedies to tear apart from the inside conflicting viewpoints at first evolving to accepted devotion one way or another presents sequences that castigate pursuit of convenience to our detriment as detritus divides us from the ground up layers reacting to each other in this balance ill-defined with so many differing vibrations triggering affected people one can only assume the worst at times like this when shit hits the fan… fanatics one and all devoting their time and energy to causes that may not pan out looking for the golden ratio in everything that counts Here subversive actions seeking selfish rewards taking advantage of the odds against even us unassuming idiots spending their days as their money too quick it makes us sick with affluenza contagious from the consumerism that eats us from within too often as cruel material greed rots our brains of sensible goodness until only soulless hollow men and women are left sheltering darkness without any guiding lights in their lives using enough empathy channeled as weapons, the bitterest lobotomy by chosen poisons under civilized disguising disgusting once the truth be told as though some fictional account by which we measure our own exploits in this realm that exists where threads from prior options of import forgotten are recycled as standards later on as the mutating creatures grow precarious and difficult at some point becoming unwilling to participate in these social experiments laid out before us as living changing gauntlet we must survive or die early dismantling our paths up until this point one of many ways external pressures can conceive bittersweet irony adversely affecting us all, delirious in these skins we wear complicated minds repeating our mistakes throughout the mists of memory not so with those lacking inherent respect or unable to grasp compassion without disgust as reflex flashing over the face without any second thought or apologies hoping such actions go unnoticed core functional behaviors never acknowledged divagate stray digressions gatekeeping authority by not allowing people to get involved themselves considering it enough social chaos where systems in place begin to collapse instead of reform for the better when it is really their fragile egos those vile creatures unwilling to see lose integrity sacrificing civilization…

thanks, khet_:/