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‘presumed to be this or that pointing to reasons justifying our execution when death is as cold a certainty to confront although some few are saved from being exposed to this perjury in a peanut gallery of our peers whose embedded repetition is assuring us that everything is only to be okay if this stays the way it is Now, but i disagree with those threatening stages wholeheartedly when it is the we as these living performances keeping us all intrigued with should-have-been scenarios used training us to collect expected results like the ascent of the video game culture that soon leads to these newer systems of remote attack and monitoring endorsed by our fragile yet creeping opportunocracy terrorizing this populace at large with televised minions who bow before the craven institutions that have cultivated them…’
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‘swallowing this mess is next to impossible as the strain forces us to choke up and out as darknesses swirl in to greet our conscious labors that were currently as awake until met by this present arrangement seething through our teeth when trying to speak though all that is left is the refuse as dark matters are fading away into nightmare sequence hidden except for the feeling of fright that exudes from this bare hole in which we now sleep filled with swirling dreams each leading us to our density Here…’
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‘intentions of sometimes efficient activity to promote this speeding vessel toward inevitable conclusions unfathomable until the destination is reached, that we think we can prescribe in what we believe is best for others as simple but unnecessary to satisfying that cryptic urge to make unhappiness as real and palpable thing too just as potent a truth as it is for you or i to conceive of so easily while these crazy demons crawl the surface of this heathen earth in whose decadent spinning can appear further from whatever it is we merely assume to be truth, but is disguised behind disgusting mockery awareness that the clues are there sorting out in ethers as a primordial chthosis has made for us like ants inside this ant farm of the cosmic godhead as it tries reaching enlightenment…’
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‘victims now turned villains in whose ideals became harsh and twisted undergoing these nasty changes thoroughly warping the currents of society as they wash our minds ashore Here, ignored by the majority of the pawns and clones kept droning on about nothing of any real interest found trivial in the despotism convivial endorsing this old favoritism with some merchandise and subtle advertisements acting as propaganda in whose nazi symptoms of giving in to old marching orders in stomping out any bright sights they seize to smash them into darkness and then choices undermining ideals to disease the living substance as it tries to resist this decision, but seen as vivid soldiers to some as this shaping in reason as much seasoning the embellishments of a proposed future plan soon demand of the elite upper echelons in power…’
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‘values bold in penetrating like the ready girth of a baby’s soft fist thoroughly punching the guts of a status quorum with some lustful expectorance coughing up forth this and its vital juvenile embrace of a youthful vigor to figure thoughtful the sexual things as senectitude descends to slow upon this vital rage, boasting of attacks and encroachment into enemy territories unheard of by any but a handful of others who knew you back before these edges of awareness might have hit you to try sharpening your animal senses into being a rugged killing machine as we have idolized to life in this as bereft consumer atrophy as boldest of the many hold still in their place on the shelf while warriors primp and strut…’
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‘waves that panic because of obligations to other sources, information and energy as well as time and space used up in ways as that confuse or muddle conclusions along with communication that hinders us from ever really being aware of the consequences when real functions put the pressure upon us to perform well with the tease of the expert who has been through torments unknown to the mere dabbler or ‘joat’ in whose wishes are likened to that of great hoarding masters waiting for the proper period when personal wisdom will bloom to allow access on those stellar plateaus sometimes only dreamed of by our vulgar majority, and ever-resisting of that urge to smash our dreams against the grindstone of domestication trying to make this life work for us instead of staying under subtle strains of hostility…’
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‘finishing off in some kind of biblical climax where everyone can finally feel comfortable participating in this heavenly orgy as the mass of homogenized souls transferring experience into consciousness and back again in layered patterns frequent throughout charging and inspiring an eternal dynamism that surges forward sometimes no matter the resistance to change, and other times displaying the correction of forms that enables the so-called authority to hand down slick slit writs pouring forth from the blood of the working class used to attain the highest plateaus of platitudes demanding the cold attitude of some imperial martyr infatuated with the disgrace and their place within it as royal saviors to the people massed like cattle at the feet all the while a train of consequences is pulling into the station to wizen up the monarchs…’
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‘an end to reach the posterior that is to be assured of a bowel movement moving this lucid dream to crave fruition as a smorgasbord plunder of plenty shifting this as a bygone corny coping mechanism abused to excuse the evaded truth from knowledge ever becoming a reality to be seen casting aside all hope for the mouth-watering bargains to merger with the mass one has to offer whether consumer or product of the system, as visceral existence tapping into feral wanton decisions that our bodies will make for us whether we want this or not because these beings creating of themselves newer and newer generations of the unique consequence machine we are born spinning while Here upon a coarse ride to the grave whose unknown qualities pushing shivery cold an awareness once controlled by this thing…’
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‘within the constraints of the three-dimensional factors apparent in this paradigm of a fleshly organization to which we have inevitably become a part, the edifice as effigy is burning though no one really sees anything but the odd trickery cynical underneath this visual display of innocence as rotting from a state of idolatry cutting a community from actuality as people had believed that once one could purge the evil by burning it away though underlying causes never die or decay but move on into different hosting for harvesting signals to feed upon while infatuated with this parasitic paradise the way it goes, and when fear is the gateway to the fog of ancient shadows rising up from their darkened chthonic stasis frozen by timespans and a lack of form somewhere in the dust and slow to move…’
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‘reigns held by the turd reich distortions, ignoring compassion and subjecting us all to their dark advantage taken this mixture of heavens and hells a fixture on the conscious circuit charged with energy swirling digesting brewing the manifested glories and mistakes made meaty with weight and mighty decisions to yield truths that the majority will swallow without problem like pharmacological substances which induce those moments manufactured and manipulated by their creators, and then pumped out efficiently by distributors who do no wrong by admission of third-party bureaucracy taking hold as the newest middle class sold out and co-opted by the claimed functions of the consumer age whose dread is of being penniless in this material world of empty fanaticism and fashionable violence…’