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…Vexual, we as innocent dreams, doomed…

…establishing something out of nothing oaths nescient banter becoming confused by concepts unfamiliar not too bad or shabby hosting garbage ideas low but subtle emission control through guilt and shame pincers of compliance enforced by parents and other errant entities Here sublime efforts caught within sequences of our saboteurs sublimating reality as we know it vampires are real taking on more forms than we are aware of beyond substance the shuffle between life and death takes your breath away this subterfuge human disintegrating blind tall tale tell in which to dwell upon this fitness of madness making us so restless, we cannot merely compartmentalize verkempt clouds in our minds eye accentuate the positive eliminate the negative rhetoric made casual law through jingles and intermittent replay throughout historic holiday seasons that can make us all submissive to qualities we cannot count on in times of need not abstract concepts of compassion only people that might help used to soothe at us in distorted baths of salvation cum salivation over our proposed sacrifices for their materialist gods in hiding because having wealth can properly distract and dysfunct that much from real people requiring sustenance from formal examples exalted leaders and officious administrations, Here reflecting poorly upon the cesspool of connected behaviors polluted by greed and antipathetic affluence distinctly amidst the wrong company to derive such unprofessional performance unless constrained yet within understanding authority something joyous from bleak stored wares of bad blood and memory to opposed repugnant displays of arrogance provoking disrespect from others whom do not prefer jokes over our interpretation of those taking advantage of playing the victim for awkward at odds unable to fit the right stereotype to send appeasement signals at parties and such social functions which call upon us each to act with the humor of others… whether we care or not suffering about our mortal obligations becomes priority at some point sooner than later until stone-cold fact as reality abundantly clear when least expected and unless trauma has hardened one up against the creeping delivery of any unknown surprise needing to be received before too late boasting of our ability to handle anything within reason but life finds ways to be unreasonable as well as irrational and frustrating when conflicted by many things all at once subservient living instead of love off in its universal form Here to what hormonal stress machines rule over our lives, codified governing presented as knowledge for those understanding the variety of symbols used to explain textures of thought and emotion in the physical transcriptions left to us over many times within civilized strata to which in many ways we are interpreting on impaired judgment of each other vying for dominance as adversarial trying to appear difficult as aloof acts of superiority in vapid aggression insulting behavior causing contentious attitudes projected as violence though really most vulnerable of all can be deciphered when all other forms of diplomacy in failure propels volatile tension further enacting harm because we cannot handle ourselves, lording over illusions under coercive rhythms of skewed perception we are gone contaminates random surface recollecting pieces of the puzzling mindset we cannot feel but conflicted trying to do what the cosmos requires us to whether it seems purposeful or posturing to search for answers in which too many people say anything Here sheltered perspective too lazy upon our hearse in reverse allowing us to perceive nasty bits of come-as-proposed dementia wielding weapons demented throughout our dimensions trajectory gone astray we cannot receive until later than wished technical supposition tragedies getting us cocked golden into ratios whose perfection we misunderstand…

thanks, khet_:/