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Poetic romance.

i desire to be understood on a level that i have trouble understanding myself, these things are not new to me, but are always more frustrating and at times overwhelming… the beasts of burden surrounding and politely bumping into each other as the desert of lies and wasted ideals bear down upon them all, a very certain disrespect for economy, and that eerie twilight zone place we have been approaching for quite some time now in the lonely dark of space… we have only each other to confide in, but even that is a wrongful pursuit in the words, there are many parallel worlds coming to the similar conclusions as our own because why else would the future seem so indeterminate and yet fated at length?… how hard is the core at the center of this illusory universe with all microcosms constantly vibrating about, but Here space is filled with creatures of all varieties that the rules will allow to either work against each other or uniting for a revolutionary cause, there are so many differing factors and influences taking place at all times that it would maddening to try to keep up with them all as some systems work best in diffuse and hidden light… on the fringe of society, the deep bright lights burn out the oppositional parts reassuming gestures of random assault that permeate our social structure unprotected from this aggression so harsh, but resisting the harm and deciding on a righteous behavior can lead one to confront the perilous ugly minions from a darker turn of the general law… the morgue fills with dead forms milling about while their spirits find ways to detach from real places they once knew, the wailing banshee always in mourning the perpetual dusk of dread while searching to lodge in a far away land, and maybe to be reborn as a new missionary of man’s progress through a damned struggle with demand… the only question asking soulless things how they would live if they were given the one chance to be incarnated as a being in flesh, i believe this is something of the state we are in, and the cosmos is so utterly more vast than the microcosmic mind can comprehend only the surface of such explorations inside our heads… scraping the holographic universe to test the DNA strands against studies that have shown we are brazen in our attempts at sucking knowledge from its most coveted and vital places, changing this into an economy and systems of trade set up to exploit the individual’s station in the process of the universal body seeking to constantly rectify any and all perceived wrongs as the general laws have stationed lodged inside of all brains, and some of the work we have to do is subdue those parts in haste to make way for the new terms under which humans can become something else… something more than this with all its flesh and bone but not weak in any definite sense, no, this human being is only a staging ground where objects are being kept for the time until we are ready to hatch out of this struggling existence to move onwards toward a different intent… the ghosts haunt the demons with a soul while Here in the real world, a solid hologram of projected desire to become complete in new and exciting ways, and this is what our current state of materialism affords us in the meantime while all the functioning needs to be worked out from behind the scenes conforming to this detrimental fatalist safe… the programming embedded in just over twelve years of our lives for some of the less-privileged while the monogrammed and cultured qualities of youth and fundamental rebellion occur to overtake our world with homo-neurotic-fascist ideals of one sort or another, the decree of pseudo-religious think tanks and cult groups contracted by a government quotient to study the long-term effects of pollution on the human being throughout a multi-decade format of experimentation conducted by the descendants of nazi doctors shipped and raised on ‘Merikan soil to carry out further eugenics indoctrination and fields of research under the nose of victim-sympathetic officials that would harshly rebuke such case-sensitive shards of information as nonsense, and all the while pretending ignorance of being funded by the very same people that fund researching in the opposite direction for the exploitative purposes of the governments we were taught to trust implicitly…

Thanks, khet.