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…sChadenfreude deranges with exchanges…

…ablation from series of psychic surgeries removal of natural mental capacity to implement bionic exploitation of the environment waging wedges of war with each other in this modern life of social constructs colliding and collapsing in differing timing that it happens to fall which gathers onto our shoulders through experience chipped away grotesque erosion convenience when the mirror looks back afraid having paid our dues after the time that maturity seems all but inevitable yet still barely glimmering upon the horizon of age out of eyes’ reach because of what glare by the sun competes for blinding distance from destination, collecting personal data along the way filling out all the gaps in our character as we grow through these tendencies from dependency toward interjecting independence as we all try learning how to disconnect once enough restless energy charges the forward motion into reality sometimes stigmatizing ourselves when others do not understand our passion periods flaring with outrageous fortune misconstrued by interpreting another opinion complicating what interdependence we find ourselves reaching out for as though uncomplicated sequence of actions yearning for decency and equilibrium between people yet caught off-guard enough times to be weary not only wary of others Here fatigued, that golden ass as picaresque metamorphosis from naive ancient apprentice into becoming quixotic donkey rocinante ridden against windmills while imagined as dragons in whose dementia we laugh and learn lessons though definitely do not love coming to appreciate only once stricken for ourselves Here self-reflection ad infinitum stirring the crazy in us all not that properly distracted as to be constructive one can get good at mayhem easily if there is some estranged encouragement reinforced for those periods of growing up and bonding with various adults over shared experiences not all of them good though always involving these real lessons… life abstracts itself as strange loop conflicting with our reality of identity stemming from skewed upbringing that is never perfect only practiced until disparate fruition occurs out from among the various branching versions of ourselves that twist wither and writhe as result of such inadequate harvest that we cannot simply dismiss or idle by because of these egregious mistakes if not made by one then many timed to the discretion of individual preference Here wanting to make sense of the nonsense that permeates this vital meat machine walking living proof it had to be fabricated in what multiples could happen, contorted portions call out for our personal devotions to respond only to be rejected onomatopoetic reliable sounds misplaced by forgetful minds chasing escapism searching to unlock potential that circuits through unseen by most layers of awareness camouflaged casually in distortions of elemental chaos in whose twisting responds to action primal urges surging to raise hackles in these animalistic kingdoms that have crept in beside humanity as primary conquering force appropriating heritage and hereditary sacredness used to resell old ideas to novice players in this sequence of events currently coveting facts laid bare housed within false impressions to protect against destruction, Here inconvenience shows us trying to run away against the grain of reality holding up structures because the mind as matter of opinion acts as labyrinth between emotion and intellect chemically-comprised within physical elements selective digestion counteracting the freedom of choice where it could possibly benefit while tension remains heavy lingering thick with unresolved compromise knowledge that something isn’t right though unable to adequately define what that is while the hell that breaks loose becomes overwhelming crazy train wreck knocking people down over and every other direction in-between this and the next life hopefully not insulted by guilt and shame…

thanks, khet_:/