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Debt as the new alive.

prolonged intercourse pondering what thing this human being is not, making attempts at the multi-textured person without resorting to the old ‘in-out’ of authoritative ordering that creates the examples we all rely upon to make what we say feel sane among the people we seek to meet and find a similar point of quest similar to ourselves, but assuming to know the right way is our first step towards walking in the wrong direction as the sun sets at our backs and only darkness lies ahead… a tropical topical storm bringing the clueless together with caches of clues stashed around this inhabitable setting like idle treasures… we are subsumed by the tactics of subversive and offensive malarkey masked as the identity of a brand name to assume control through the medium of television advertising which is the commercial wing against any real artistic endeavor to be taken by the common people, the wage slave elite with their punctual assistants up at the top of the ladder hold up the underside for those of extreme wealth and fortune, and allowing such indiscriminate refuse to take the mantle of default leader because all other real truth-seekers were burned alive by the blazes of the corporate hierarchy weeding out those whose edge has them beaten or matched… still the urge to not lose is there and boldly ever-present in a culture as devoid of kindness as it is overabundant with the energies of competition and the ‘winning-at-all-costs’ mentality as inflicted upon a society of copycats anyway, the artistic relevancy of the original lost to the postures of the indifferent and disaffected as much in their youth as in their old age cutting out the bland old truths for the cutting edge grip to be lost under false pretenses by the gang of the rest of us, and the winner takes all the prizes worked for with the purpose of the losers left to reaffirm their still soured impression on the whole of competitive sport… the ulterior motives of the brutal and unforgiving macho dick bags taking things to the next level for no reason but the easy genetic label that makes morons of the motivated, they strive to arrive at an exposition for ill-gotten gains by the skin of their teeth plying all backhanded tact to win outright ahead of all opposition, but these leagues of questionable gentlemen are at the whims and mercies of less gracious opponents as each tries to scramble their way up the ladder of success which ever way that they choose to go about it from the beginning… we give up our souls to invite something otherworldly into our presence, but what would we do if we finally realized that the aliens are really us looking back into another possibility, where humans are not predisposed to accept what social engineering hands to them because of lack of experience or understanding?… we have allowed a certain measure of trust to be donated to these less-than-stellar examples of human progress in the hopes that we can clear up the circuit of inactivity common among the species, but also so that maybe we can accomplish a deeper clarity into who we are as the conscious beings we are lost in space with a bizarre series of ideas locked inside our minds leading to our future, not merely to a vision which depicts a redundant collective futility as the generation of doom-sayers would allow us to believe… we are more than a constrained belief system Here, we are more than the ants we might appear as from too far above in the unquantified mass contained in the atmosphere over our heads, and the cosmic spill to which we coincide with the rest of this synchronous behavior as the money falls where it may as banksters explode from the pressure underneath their suits… they have robbed us over and over again because this is a system built by the power and gain of opportunistic leaders attesting that they are the ones discriminated against in some seedy form of power play that pushes all the right people out of their jobs, leaving the sick and debauched to manage where those like them should not begin to move, but we live within a system that accepts both the criminal and the bystander alive and well whether there happens to be justice or not is not regulated by any real human authority… we need people that aren’t going to start drooling every time the financial back crack peeks out from behind the pants, thrusting their own twisted agendas ahead after convincing a “weak” majority of people that they are deserving of horrendous leadership, and then they attack with the weapons of fuck when no one is left to be undistracted from the fantastic hallucinations in the parade to cause a problem from these elite fagots of war igniting the bombfuse…

Thanks, khet.