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benediction affliction…

money as the root of all modern evil straining tension between us like webs spun in deceit as dormancy comes and goes along the grapevine like the drugs that have dragged us around by the eyes ears and minds for centuries touring the tailspin as it has occurred in all manner of the whacked-out fiends, proliferating this ablyss without enough sense to rub together to create solid thoughts or valid schemes that might in this lifetime resemble dreams to look forward to without intruding onto others’ feet to do so, but even if this isn’t a trick used to catch us gasping as we grasp for some reason and logic like air in a breath caught reeling in our fears all in one second of reflection as though it were all destined for us to suffer through hell in each other… consequence in the nothing throwing loops made from struggle like a merry jester complimenting upon the puppets dancing their marionette luxury with abandon as disaster comes tugging at the bare skin, plush carpet of hairs plucked from their porous sockets in which the multitude is taken all at one time in a pinching handful that calls out the howl of pain now asking for reciprocation in one form or another, and a momentum cycles those of same reactions without differing effects dizzying for those are the wasted efforts left in the wake of a real experimental function as this human wisdom is subdued into narrowed concepts whose conclusion is taken to another level that many will not ever comprehend for all their ages… as insanity is pitching whims ever unfriendly at the prospect of being this relative of splendid gesture turned sordid again as the gremlins chew holes on through ego and just past instinct to drive us to the brink, incision quick and sedate to syphon the lubricating danger into the vanity an attempt at inspiration my friends whose wry mosquito faces are sharp with the falsely speaking as blessedness born into reality as with the smart drugs anything is possible, but watch out for the trailing that leads one off the deep end sending reckless fits into the wild to fend for themselves all the while wondering how defiled we have become in this aged day trips that wear upon us all in subcutaneous continuum of skin retaliating to rebate some of the energetic beneficials back into ourselves soon as we have whatever attracts the right favors for more…

Thanks, khet.