fundamental revision of whatever one thinks life is expected to be as the curious variables swarm to devour us all whether we happen to be ready or never-ready tricked by the purposeful accident that gets caught in our way when it is least expected as weakness and vulnerability strike with almost no informing, the phantom moment in ignorance as the only calm before the storm warping whimsical vessel into a debauched visceral alien animal devoid of helpfully-handy composure and compassion in order to intimidate everyone into a place of subordination to appear as singular self-righteous and superior even though the angle is radically-bent at least at first, and then the demonic veneer gets worn through in a funerary rite running scared from the scars accrued already so far that it gets a little bit in the ole Out There …
taking a look at myself and others in ways that proceed to canceling each force unfathomed separate from a looking glass that resembles more a needle’s eyes threading through narratives compiled and catalogued by the faces then to be housed behind the masks of skin held tight and high in places we would rather wreck loose festering hidden away as tribulated why it works this way and how as systematic anthems grind and corrode against the splendid veneer chromed to the touch in the worldly political politeness that eats our souls while leaving burning reminders haunting the hollow hell sights set aside for the punishable numbers remaining through tragic collapse these times into strange situations contradicted by martyrs and tyrants tirades cutting and rutting deeply psychic wounds by taking lives in modern fashion fucking up these whys with the …
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‘harsh consequences bringing about cause and effect as established fact to be learned or earned by made mistake assessed as lesson, and not the dead end of failure used to blockade people from their destinies deemed worthy by forces allowing us to be where we are so that we utilize our freedom of choice for more than merely selfish tricks pulled out of the hat shooting from the hip to fake it until a successfully remaking of ourselves into who we were envisioning as who we would be by Now through whims wonder and fantasy that affect the presence as the aura or think of it as the palpable emotional self as stays a frame or two out of sync with our version in the present of Now the only thing that is real…’
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‘these societal jolts that surge and quake through the conceptual concrete of this civilization creeping crawling in a maze of its own demi-urgent technology eulogizing the human trevails made exploits by the savage cunning stunts of the barbarism to defile things before an us as we know it now was set in place by a fascist yearning for stable almost predictable patterns to cut monotone of complexity into bits and bytes data to be easily absorbed by the system simply made up of us, ouroboring into humanity through the culture created introducing barriers of classification into a dialogue about the core corpse forcing all of us to control as universal body politicks and leeches ingrained into the bedazzle of this systemic infection using havoc and mayhem to redefine a century for its own ideas of interpretation…’
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‘spaced out and prolific somewhere on the faces is written an awareness of what is already there transferred from place to place by a vagrant consciousness roaming the features through figures as they are shaped and themselves shape the destinies of lifelike likenesses to coming to try trading us spirits for efficiency as a snake oil salesmen before them caught up in the flimflam that asserts a final epic swing loosed under conventional acts undertaking the unconventional ventilating extremes exorcised by demonic coercions that cohere to this bionic culture hybrid and horrid on unique points on their way to becoming managed by aspects of competition squeezing the denatured juices as dementia quantified, but tainted loves aside we stride casual on into the causal plane of our birthing songs that dance in our eyes and dreams…’
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‘appeals to those roving band images idealized proliferated and executed by the up-and-coming surges of starlight blighted as the bequeathed dubbed and knighted lords and tyrants are spilling their bile into rivers and streams making fevers and plagues where there were none as manifest destiny lashes the whip against all of whom choose a standing up for themselves to a supine loss of orientation and collaborative communication through the greater massive obeying passively a general law taken in the form of resonating frequencies frantically-breaking down that item in human willpower attempting to release and retain itself the leaps and boundless imaginations, recreating itself from the massive combinations gestating through a nurtured perpetuity equally actively pushing its agendas as well through as many avenues of thought as become institutions…’
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‘public face on a certain amount of information as consensus reality’s stamp of approval calling forth the critics some to deny its entry into popular belief the digital relay between man and machine changes as well to new frequencies of exaggerated dalliance trying to form absolutes of alliance and agreed upon boundaries as lines not to be crossed even as Mankind defied these ideas themselves long ago before the standards impressed in after effects of government intrusion staking shady claims upon defilers of environmental concerns as they raise to crescendo pitch, and affect the peoples within that greater majority appealing for a stasis that relies not on status or respect gained from financial certitude through which the obnoxious attitude is evolved into an animal substitute to the challenge of mating…’
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‘death striking surely too soon to prepare for all scenarios almost conceitedly conceived of or believed in as empirical truth tested and absolute reigning proactively seeking the peak and plateau under its possession and utilization as working classes caught in the traps laid like caltrops in the closed waking eyes opening to these devices yearned for to simplify living even though by interconnecting in all of these objects riding a fine line defined by terms helpfulness to helplessness taken as granted specific division ages old, but terror and horror are very real very primal archetypes adapted to our hordes of gadgets and gizmos some used by remote control though distance won’t save everyone from resistentialism if it too like a virus infects our programs keeping us from meeting gory ends by the shining chrome of our creations…’
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‘tormented by the processing posture that this catalytic machismo pretends to protect when only self-interest applies for these razor-sharp wits a little bit estranged by mistreatment from anyone else wishing to appease these stoic stooges at random intervals of time and space as opens for another of those somber shaken moments masochistically beating one’s self up with emotional stress taken too far, the hollow head echoes the emptiness within hardly a relevant thing left to say superficially swallowing the shallow placebo pills pushed onto our psychoses through doses cutting ourselves off at the mouth and either of hundreds of possible worse case scenarios in which failure and betrayal are the only options…’
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‘each age that we remain lost children killing other children without conscience to bridge the schisms that form and enfold us all others affairs too often than we are able to stop and see while actively able to affect the change by choice instead of being blinded by distractions and decisions made for us well beyond childhood to adulthood, and wanting to understand how these changes occur beyond one’s own awareness of the surging pulse humanity represents to itself by focusing in on fulfilling of dreams in pursuit of happiness an ideal over contentedness a reality, and try as we may we cannot obey all the orders handed down to us which makes of arts subversion and social dominance of the mind through mind games played to extremes leading us to change ourselves out of fear…’