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goodBuy friday.

we have gotten so caught up and focused within our faces of death that we get used to the caged repetition… who even realized it was earth day today?… what keeps this thing propelling forward?… we could use esoteric answers like manipulations of magic and faith, but these still are masks disguising the evidence of a soul, the shard of cosmic acknowledgment that we might perceive for the moment as a true self… not enough answers, more like too many of varying diameters of contradictory opinion founded upon opinion, and used as a moral leash by the “chosen” few made up of inbred sons of mad single thread family trees… the involved betraying fundamentalist quotient of ‘let’s fuck this shit up right’ makes me quiver with spite at the attempt even made, a shotgun blast of a metaphor pushing a belief currently possessing the future from the puppet strings of an evocation that invited something smitten with our reality, and how our energies can so easily be diverted for their function and purpose of proposed ideals… the verge of something that we try to breach understanding as it tries to understand us in all our diversity and depth, we proclaim a depth that is illusory, but by far we initiate only to be satisfied with nothing before even the end of our search… such goes the perpetual lie pervading the systematic abuse of self we moralize and despise, but cannot ever fully come to terms with a complex leaning towards a savior/ martyr without ration clarity, not some analytical reworking through empirical results but under the scrutiny of an intuitive gut realization of reality as it is… a cleansed action that gives itself over to a specific mentality of perpetually aligned with a primal ‘safety-of-the-young’ mechanism, as history breaks down into new forms all the time, and there are no other recourse when another person can make no sense of the procreate urge inside… the wailing struggle of the forces as they collide with one another on a level the eye does not grasp so thoroughly, the care-free tendencies of others engorge the ego, but neglect the conflict always at hand in the effects of economic and financial backlash… my death hippie ways are rather transparent, caring less as opposed less careful because we have no need for villains on this route of endeavor, but the impulse still lingers as the vicious stagnant forces wither our impetuous hero… the self is villain as well as hero figure, the archetype linked inevitably with the other whether in caricature, or with actual endearing emotional qualities that we hope the best for… so we imbue our superheroes with the seminal qualifications we liken to these heroes, and send them into battles for us in trying to tap into that primordial dichotomy with the bare mind, confronting items that might for all purposes not be right in the real world… warriors that only have true strength on a level metaphysical beyond where muscle and bone are merely affectations of being human, but the conscious universally resides within us all at the same time without any inward confusion because that is the ideal free state we could be shooting for, sending in our true thought-forms to do our justice in place of us… compelling our consciousness to act without needing to think about the situation once the thought-forms are successfully implemented, sending the subconsciousness working in parallel to our own divided mind in the waking world, but it is Here where memory can get can get tricky… as we recall the details, things can become muddled as we wrench them up from a more primordial memory, and even jesus seems pretty like an elvis or sad clown on black velvet… so I guess Earth Day was somewhere in that mess buried under the goodies of friday, and so proof negative that other holidays seem to trump each other in other parts of the world, i am just kinda dazed because i don’t care for half-day holiday crap anyway…

Thanks, khet.