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First of the year.

this day is walking strong against me, revealing the more accessible variety to project from a soul that defines its worth by what it has found in an odd game of show and tell, and there are few individuals who can take this ugly system face first… staving off the wolves with tender mercies that are exposed through wounds too deep to speak on, the blood that leaks is sour and red, and the lazy rhetoric skims only a surface world of guilt and regret at actions too used and wasted to be gently assumed… we become weak and vindictive as the malignant forces us to choose between the perceived and proffered rock and the hard place, the unlucky struggle with comfort and the lack of desire to be happy enough to lift ourselves out of the human doldrums, and yet again we allow ourselves to be taken for granted of our own free will… a governing system that berates and mocks our pain while praising us for becoming good docile citizens for no good reason except to further a peaceful unifying of intelligent beings, some would see their roles as the best opportunity to pull some mythogyny wool over our eyes, and forcing us to try thinking through the other persons’ minds whom we can only assume understanding of… the corrupted feel themselves protrude from the mouth of the static and insensitive, and witness the beatific gestures of the proud and focused with envy and creeping dark wonder, even as either sides of the volume of struggle gets too loud to hear the other for whatever it might be worth… fear blends with the false as fates twist and change with the varied pursuit of an end, which means that panic is frightfully close to the surface for those remaining, and the variety of mutable things is too great to counteract with ease or the credible certainty of success… most would otherwise put their fear into some degree of shadowy ulterior motivation to elude the minds of humanity, this is where a god-form becomes crucial in the implementation of cryptic phrases and easily reformed intentions, and this is where crossed purposes line the red carpet to glory mixed in there with the dead bodies and war-torn countries out there in the human abyss… most never become legendary without first having a few people taken out of the picture to gain a foothold for power in the first place, there are too many dark holes for the rats to squeeze out of deep in the stonework and soil, and from these primal fears they have evolved a means of adapting to the human condition i’m sure… crawling from the ooze like the rest of us out of the suppression of nature and into the present day picture of oppression through allow our self-government to become so corrupted, which is no good for anyone involved in this intricate drama woven by cosmic forces that always try to avoid any easy explanation, but we as a society are not without some kind of keys to their unnatural behavior as it appears to be to us in our logical frames of mindful reasoning… fuck the thirteenth as it all seems to stem from somewhere planted deeply from a prehistoric realization of superstition, and people don’t seem to be allowed to recover from mistakes that their ancestors molested into reality, which means that somehow disgrace must be overcome whether by the family or the individual who takes it upon themselves to invest in some manner of change… to displace the unending karma that deeply afflicts us, deflects us from growing into an ‘autonomocracy’ that requires independent streams of thinking unlike this present day new modern flux that fakes a respect for anything besides raw survival and success, and yet we are always still act as if we can only be struggling with the fingers of the innovator as the abstraction of evils we perceive to be real… illusions always appear real until their gloss is shattered sometimes by the most random stroke of expression to understand, taking one right question to put reality into perspective acute enough to cause reflex thought response to evoke the energy to make change happen in the positive as opposed to those tactics used without care for their negative repercussions, and these things reflect our human cannibal culture to mock and insult the ways that have always worked for the ever-disappointed embrace of the new as it happens…

Thanks, khet.