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saviors on the Way.

the doomed and the disparaged clustered together yet holding the distance like static chambers between people… this convoluted thing that most people consider to be living is merely just allowing the weight of waiting as it holds our outer bodies down to the grounded realism that makes itself so simple to understand, these common sense blues i bear like a wound, and both energy and blood leak from these orifices screaming out to make the difference… we are too far from that one epic step, that almost quiet voice that lets us in on being able to slay one another, but we have the choice to give in to that sullied beast or something else altogether… on prophets that are not non-profit, but require a soul to get into “heaven” which i believe is an over-sold joke, that would be utilized to cull the flock to sever the masses from those that believe themselves “elite”… one step until the impolite overboard, fetching water from the bottom of the well, but not everything repeats Here only in the bounds of a human mind can we forget… this thing we think is so great and yet, always with the second guessed best met answers turned towards the active solution, but they will never forget it if you fuck up again and again over the same damn issue… only the human being seems disturbed by this forgetting quality, the other beasts of the king-dumb seem functionally content with their selective memories, but the negative contraction is an animal defense taken far beyond measure in some human subjective approaches to lifestyle… however, even with this functional subtractive outlook working, the objective luck of human innocence/ ignorance only lasts so long as a shield before the consciousness needs to confront mortality, and it is Here that most people freak out for a cure to fix their ills… whether a quality afforded by a spirituality, or grounded by a realist sense of urgency, other people choose to look forward to the experience of life no matter the consequences… these positive embracing qualities do not only need to happen earlier, but especially before the seething hatred embodied by the conflict of good versus evil goes any further, to be chalked up to some bizarre mode of population control… this distracting symptom of a greater wide-spread panic, as the protective sensory will begins going senseless, and we as people need to learn how to rely on the earth to save us all without just saving ourselves… the amount of disgrace cursed upon the next class system warriors, who would choose to fight wrongs with wrongs instead appropriately functional well-thought out resolutions to the social problems in the modern world, is immediate upon relinquishing humanity for the opinion of profit at the price of indentured obligation… the mainstream mysticism of humanity is blistered and purged of real genuine courtesy, and this is why we lose respect for our ancestors and nature altogether, this is a dim pre-apocalypse mood i have catered to in making the choice to see the negative strings sometimes more than any others in relation to making things work… seated in a biased basis of hypnotic manipulations and gyrations, to make the other love me or want to relate to me, but we are all our selfish and selfless forms all at once, but perhaps this is the schizophrenia i have fallen in love with that takes me out of reality… whether mood-altering drugs or not, Here i am now moving along on the chains of events, but more bothered by other wicked indifferences plaguing this tight-lipped imaginative spin made skin… because talk is cheap, but i offer many appeals to be heard, by myself…

Thanks, khet.