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the spinning globe fits into your pocket reality, this side of the universe that recreates chaos and havoc and lies, but are we really so quick to judge and hate and why?… conscious recognition of the intuitive act to perceive more, and trust our wisdom to never fail us, even as we whimper with hands in our pockets… head down to face the asphalt, feeling as low to the ground as that thin coat of tar and toxic harshness retained through the centuries of maintaining such systems, but there is inevitably room for change… the words resound with a plaintive cry, even as a toxic breath fills soured lungs, and the workers and those of them that fight for their rights know that the world is not fair sometimes because of its diplomats and politicians amidst the obnoxious pursuits of idealized lifestyles… further reinforcing this perpetual perpetration within the human collective psyche, training each successive generation to handle only the system as it has been for centuries now instead of rethinking for some kind of adaptable model for all of us to utilize, but this information has always felt as though it were suppressed from the general public in some regard because of wealthier interests… the capital of the elite where we desire only to build and maintain our own ivory castles high in the air, but that continuous jerking quality that our brutal continuum has upon us makes even upkeep on those vessels absurd to believe that anyone could sustain that style for any real length of time, no one ever really seems care except for ourselves and the people who will one day learn what we have known all along… this is the culmination of all experience as everyone collects their own ideas of what is and isn’t right or wrong… lies and excuses have done nothing for us except to continue the dishonesty that permeates our culture, that fulfills some corrupt notion that to succeed meant the need to fail, but Here is the flawed version of the truth that most people feel is acceptable for them… no one gets hurt until the missteps are made, and then it is falling back onto a system of perceived safety when all is a bold experiment into the unknown, there are few catalysts whose resonance rings positive forever… we slowly learn to grasp these elemental forces like straws in a sweaty grip, holding them out to see who goes first in the testing, but we all have to participate at some point or another… as this is apparently our destiny… a self-fulfilling prophecy that takes the heat off any actual innovation, and puts all blame squarely on the shoulders of those who are actually at the gears and knobs of this reality, working and revising the controls that culture uses against its people… the competent amid the moronic as we all say we pursue a means to an end together, but this is merely the face of the problem, as anyone and everyone seems to be at odds with what respect really involves between human beings… the striking ridiculousness that we allow ourselves to partake of before our outlook comes out disgusted, not just with people in general, but also when acknowledging respect for the world surrounding the ‘all’ population… everything has a certain substance that can never be eliminated, and this is the universal one that some refer to as the source or as god, our cosmos recycles this energetic motion as it goes from one format to another in short bursts too fast for the eye to see it… those who are reluctant get served with new information stagnate, and reveals a real lack of the creative urge that has the potential to make things better, whether this is through interpersonal relationships or the production of multilayered concepts that only our minds have the capacity for fathoming Here…

Thanks, khet.