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a Mutant of desire.

youth is corruption, there is no way around this elemental tool of the perverters, in their quest running the world rampant with pollution… the solution to mass extinction would be to prove that human beings can survive through the toxic and abusive parents, the authorities that might try to imply living a life but at what cost, and what of the general will made law?… something quaking in the parameters of worship that most people give in to, in one fashion or another, and to a variety of deities… from god money and the avatars of currency, or the contradictory and constricting modes of religion, even science pervades this alternate nexus region of the mind where fiction and literal interpretation combine to create an actuality… though all these sub-ages are merely layers further developed from the model of pure thought/ consciousness, as it crosses the gaps between dimensions, to seed the greater expanse of matter with micro particles of idea… this creates flux, and the energy implied by this kind of output is absorbed and reflected by the conscious window we all seem to be looking out through, one at a time each seeing from a vastly different scope of vision… many systems may apply to the further narrowed articulation of primordial energies, spirits of matter riding out the dynamic pulse of conscious thought, and it is perhaps that matter (earth) and the conscious (wind) comprise two basic elements on opposite ends of this spectrum, becoming a bridge or bandwidth between these to “worlds” of vague energy… through the heart of this ‘bandwidth’, pulsating between realms of mind and body, is the ‘wavelength’ of kinetic force reflecting and opposing the stasis of the material and conscious forms that is and can be interpreted a number of ways… each element has its own implied internal push or resonance that retains its place in the protean cycle of things, but the physical and the ephemeral each have their potency residing in extremes of constancy, slowly and deliberately with focused directions unwinding… while the essences of fire and water are like the eyes in the storms of either “major” element, or like the symbol of the yin/ yang cycle, with earth as the dark side of the circle and air as the bright white opposite… water resides within air as the center while the fire finds a place inside earth, the unstable and mercurial elements stabilized by the consistency of the other two elements, but it is inside this system that this tension creates motion from the cosmic pressure… varying the sight of sides on coins to be flipped between thumb and forefinger, visions of duality charging the changing of mind with will of fate, and guiding the grind to a halt with a smack of the hand… taking the pain from those fastidious minions of the meat parade, the ruler tries to break the knuckles to train the beast, and utilizes the violence to reinforce the mood of fear and panic… themes strung along on bare threads of detail… boiled to the surface by the heated debate between sources of authority, and movements made in err to be judged harshly in scapegoat willingness to become the wrong one, and swallowing those half-masticated lies force-fed our way by the brain dead despised with rhetoric lives… fighting to keep what little territories are necessarily controlled by the mad hordes of tribal families, drawing their lines in the sand, and waiting for the slur of change to occur rudely and without a shamed pace… succumbing to the wiles and whims of the artistic profiling intents… manipulating what is fair and real…

Thanks, khet.