…cash Solvent abuse in the noisy features…
…hastily chastised by this society of chauvinistic stupidity whose sadistic policies abusing financial systems as oddity chaste gods chafing against our current status quo in collective situation before collapsing into septic slurry casting us all sewer-bound once this shit hits to where fanatic intensity has replaced human compassion blowing hot err into the flesh balloons we’ve become bloated and wishing to pop though never stops until we are dead on arrival to wherever declares us so late the fitting label deceased missing time and finally finding rest depth at which one becomes forgotten again as before ever having personal names, attempting in vain to pay all our debts even those imaginary while carrying steady income huffing in solvents we have been convinced are necessary Here fighting static conflicting what trajectory set for human growth already acknowledged so far preventing stagnation and dementia from getting the better of us absorbing our personal lights into the collective darkness assuming signals appease the corporate leftovers vying for total control through social distortion cautious hedging your bets as carefully as the uninformed every paranoid perception not unfounded though confounding can be when put to the task of sorting correct information from garbage false delusion, generations of children born from wombs raised without any consideration enough for what that entails Here trial and error to manifest destiny mutating hostilities to take advantage of what societal stability has been established thus far with no idea how terminal our desires can be leading us beyond natural terrain of familiarity to variety revealing our derived reflections of more along Now as wears on steady and erosive from one sharp pocket of consciousness to another cycling fluctuations trading roles attempting completion of these puzzles until this cosmic universe of timESPace has amended itself desired unknown inside as much out… having remained rare with an exception causing damage to rules of reality we never knew applied engineering calamity when screws loosen in the most lucid ways allowing for things to become enough undone as vibrations shimmy our expectations caught non-conducive constantly running in place throughout these cycles in chains to each other ragged corpse canvases carrying genetic pieces of stranded information sending out vibrations through layers and other competing voices within the dense carcass we are housing so many fragments harnessed from a time once upon thousands of years ago starting an insane momentum that does not simply comply counteracting, casual conversations about quantum mechanics between cranial plates constantly spinning frustrated by fundamentals of chaos calling out words once some nonce always nonce unless somehow useful one cannot find a capable agency solid enough to hold up under the destined inevitable scrutiny we must all try to manage without failing ourselves let alone whose presence we surround secondary characters in other lives we often have no idea how deeply an affinity for connection bleeds beyond mere physical vicinity emotionally-affected thinking retrospect attempt at dissecting the situation after the fact which becomes muddled by the accuracy of memory which gradually fades, dueling essences locked into ritualistic cosmology of aged dualism branching out into multiple ideologies that never call each other out for indiscretions appearing sacred Here obscure goons pretending they are great old ones fighting supernal fragments of self distorting perceptions with each other as side quest hidden only by that camera obscura of our minds eyeing the changes as confabulation becomes fabrication deranging creativity in the social process appropriating all things found then assimilated into what current resemblances of civilization we see structured before our very eyes petty today and ready to destroy one another for any slight insult perceived…
thanks, khet _:/
Posted by :\_khet on March 11th, 2026 in critical concepts, dark thoughts, personal afflictions, s for Semon.... You can skip to the end and leave a response. Pinging is currently not allowed.