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the Holy of the Innocents.

the many filtered into the few as the sainted die exalted deaths as some petty sacrifice to a god that doesn’t care for the excrement all humans have become by some vicious measure of ignorant faith in a spiritual awakening for now, how nuts is that to swallow in light of the sciences that defile all those dimensions of the real that we think we perceive by senses alone but truly remains unknown as the junk culture keeps on building an exoskeleton to assist in its smashing away of the human social structure into bytes and bits flinging as pieces of broken glass into stone streets of blood and metal, and there are many better ways of devising a plan of action among curiosities that exist Here for diversity’s sake alone as a few of them can be quite dangerous in any prolonged interactions into their paths… best not to tempt fate in a worse direction than when you started, right?… this phrase has been a mantra of supposed silence for too long in order to captivate and demand a greater piece of the pie or the right to ante-up a life for some concept or other, we are constantly committing ourselves to the causes as found justifiable in the one-sided opinion that caters to an authority trying to sterilize the raw instinct into an extinction of the values compassionate and respectful, but only if there was an actual place for those terms to begin with as the shit comes down in from a proposed heaven setting existing outside and out of sight of time and space as we have studied these parts of the greater whole… we are not like the liars telling stories as false truths as we constantly affect making our own reality with these strange beliefs in our heads, but people are not as wholly traitorous to their own kind merely misled from the very beginning by an indifferent system with no gods but the corrupt humans inside reworking the circuits right there in the middle of all as everything, could call this energy an expended ‘chaos’ magic as only a labeling aspect of a larger systemic defunct sterilizing itself as it identifies the pieces it requires to function… in the process of our adaptation to the social mind there have been sacrifices made with indiscriminate gesture at the loss of lives, it is this day that commemorates the “innocents” thus sacrificed as holy martyrs in regards to karmic debt in the rest of us as we all pay it forward to the future hopes that people will not be sealed in some small boxes so as to lighten the load of humanity’s baggage as though our enjoyment endorses the suffering of the other in opposing energistic device as we experience this in the Here and Now, but we cannot allow ourselves to see past a hazy set of “laws” that are now slightly offset from the rest of reality because of the weight in their approved curiosity by whole of the populace at large… we keep rocking steady with a minimum of energy expulsion because we are such whores for this dead-end currency that allows us to be this souled-out in manifestation as it starts to infest the rest of the outlying dimensions difficult to describe by practical words alone, we all begin innocent and pet-like with a myopic one sense to the “adult” form of six plus defined throughout the years as we grow and socially evolve into the later version of ourselves we will see in the mirrors in middle age and further still if we respect our lives while we have them, and by this i mean both body and spirit that have allowed for the graft of either system to each other in this symbiotic spectrum of analysis… some of us lock ourselves into the magically creative world that resides in our heads as we might try to speculate what exists within other perspectives that sees similarity as well as the dissonance to contrast this speculative ideology against like a living wall, but what are we saying that can make sense to even the simpletons living among us trying to understand where a universal unity comes from when all of Man seems scared and hateful and utterly irredeemable by any other ordinary standards among the killer officials out there deep in the flesh of the political nightmare come to life in real time quality defied, we are an obnoxious plague that somehow is trying to misunderstand the point of being Here at all… where is the fun?…

Thanks, khet.