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…the cataleptic Circus of consequence…

…restart and reset because some rules aren’t filled in yet when no one appreciates who you have become unable to withstand normalized values of trust and equity instead accepting failure as the primary mode of flow in this universe left picking up whatever pieces as jigsaw puzzling memories fleeting cease finally frozen in time and space as what we were Here voices recall past mistakes without mercy or forgiveness as the sequence that follows us throughout our lives becomes solid fact as furies come back to haunt movement forward in excess sometimes without any warning except our own skewed perceptions, beyond the pale of outer limits we fantasize about thrilled by an objective stance affluently distasteful replacing compassion with cravings curiosities and clinging to superficial criteria slaughter of innocence and laughter of the ignorant sadists whose sociopathic errors make us all the more nervous when it comes to not knowing our neighbors who remain strangers anonymous potentials for danger or personal harm caught as the target confirmed in menagerie of nameless faces drawn upon for sacrifice of artifice excused as killers are taking aim to extinguish another light trapezed in the sky disease traipsed flippantly amongst the other clowns Here, skirting the important issues while satirizing through cross-dress and gender bending to evoke controversial humor to the surface of banal seriousness and ignorant affluence cowering in fear at potential failure locked in option paralysis instinctively when stress of deciding many things becomes too much causing such fragile creatures to burnout along enough misanthrope to hang yourself with jostling the measures by which we commit our actions to positive re-calibration amidst the rivaling sources of competition swelling in proportions to the excessive amount of people with no other options but to follow the shadow as though were leading us with purpose… defensive and selfish in ways too extreme to gauge ecstatic whether writhing in pain or pleasure while cavalcades of cadavers remind us of those lives before and after us Here now awaiting something different to reconstitute as happenstance hazards unable to drive around because our personal ignorance is so vast effects domino people remained as obviously oblivious as ever condemning themselves rapidly to arrogant stupidity undoing whatever good works one has inevitably manifested over the length of living until stopped as momentary relief continues into proving the future real enough into existing properly perhaps adapts isolated examples into self-sustaining lessons, space madness where in loneliness nothing or no one else can withstand being alone without life support for the daft we are enduring substantial meltdowns to curate futures worth including ourselves within sources of volatility make all of us unpleasant to be around by default of faulty wiring to which we are all suspect Here complicated beasts to whit we fear ourselves as apex predator most acutely amidst distortions of distractions we succumb to becoming numb and dumbfounded social dwarves as worse off than actual little people because they still have dignity as tiny persons whereas douchebags deserve their pejoratives, scraps of ourselves upon the cutting room floor carried insults to the carapace doing the worst job that we could because no one cares but whom we call ourselves waiting for an appointment with death on the most literal acknowledgement of mortality no one wants to read admissions of we becoming so alone and lonely wishing we could say otherwise but humans do not listen until wanting to understand more than themselves while trying to stop whatever inevitable plague of mortality which inflicts upon us all becoming lopsided with our grief recollecting mistakes made only to be paralyzed with potential…

thanks, khet_:/