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‘subdued by a sad sac of tricks in this trade whose new age has dawned upon strange commercial uses for our spirituality that were always there though would have been previously attained to make bargains with the gods in the form of sacrifices that usually had the bloodiest elements involved into a grotesque madness that has and would end up leaving the people we are now wounded and confused by all those rituals and rites done before we made it to this life Now swimming through the ethers, as savages we have been mad at our inferiority inasmuch as it seems the anger comes from frustration whose dead end is either an eventual resolution or an escalation of tension and perhaps violence…’
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‘conventions we attain through this limited sight seen from a thousand senses when it comes to the scale of this cosmic force, but what is this corollary drawn from the source of miracles and manacles all used to captivate and silently begin eliminating those so-called ‘undesirables’ that grow up inside of a society that cares not for them but a choking constraint like that is only the fabrication of propagandist keening and a screaming for an infidel loyal to an opposing cause with which to vilify and exile as though it were truly a natural act exercised to perform a just management of dead spirits and the groups of people who worship these memories through pictures obscene abstracted from the once wholesome idealisms of print…’
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‘our idea of politeness mixed-up with genteel suppression opposing questions, we talk and share the stories that thrust a weight into our living belief as it crosses the tiniest threshold which our soul enters free of this forming that was born into this casual surface decided by those great general established quotas whose status quo requires us to uphold the proof that this system works while mystery drops out of this mapping as we create it absorbing this virtual reality as it stings and it hangs in the err sometimes provoking our reactions as it wishes autonomously like a body, but when it comes to rulership there is no measurement for this vessel expressly exceptional toting silver lines as thread at time like a cosmic harp imagining our lives inside of this puzzle that looks like us…’
out of Context;
‘this awkward sense of homing in that we all seem to have derived from a certainty of our familiar surroundings much like the memories we indulge in for nostalgia’s sake taken as a temporary time warp into the frequencies of the past overlaid upon our own current time stream lined with personal extremes soon floating in dream as in utero… sometimes we are chased out of this sleeping incubating status by the nightmare that wields us like a weapon against the phases of cyclical turning that steadily makes us out to be as criminals embedded in the system to be burned out by inane acts attributed to our own stupidity unable to adapt to the facts as they are replaced by fictions that digest a humanity into singularities of purpose and position…’
out of Context;
‘distraction as trend set mental to disburse the consumer edge bending over backwards to stay up-to-date with the Now as temporal wave flowing linearly through the cosmos registering upon this collective consciousness, but the impressions we get as much as the ones we imply that are created from our imagination as a grasping guarded secret remains hidden even when revealed by the interpreters of our future and the many dimensions unmentionable by anyone other than the artist who acts as a transmitter for these signals in expressions of an actualized humanity living through the credos of reason and logic analyzed for uses beyond the mind to gain access to accuracy… a secular illusion elusive in its’ behavior to function and stay functional all throughout the periphery of timESPace engorged on contemplation as a self-elation…’
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‘Do you Here me?’ the rabbit said. The fascists had surrounded them all with their weapons of war as an art of domination drawn and aching to fight, but the delight of the moment was in that secret space where Alixe and the rabbit sat discussing the currency of this scenario playing out before them both in a simple uncomplicated way. ‘Where are we and why these agents of the general law now, sir rabbit?’…
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‘these mean creatures in high enough esteem to be utilized to brutalize the denizens of this land and others worldwide to defeat the peace with blows from the empire arresting the state of its’ positive change that only these mind’s eyes can see regrettably with the most clear sense of what is there though it cannot be overemphasized that these visions are left interpreted personally, and as when one of us tries to vocalize these concerns there is a momentary lapse of reason as the energy and exertion can overcomplicate the ideas and the words used create a vortex of communication which does nothing to resolve the matters discussed Here much as the selling of sex and violence in order to further vex and silence the masses from honoring their place in the cosmic tapestry…’
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‘multitudes to fall from off cliff’s edge fringe of humanity’s endeavors exploring, and imploring the rest of these selves shattered by an illusion of separateness drawing lines as boundaries in whose guarded ignorance may allow us to be subsumed by the orders we are given thusly not questioning the lack of substantial answers received as the alien organism and the animal physique hybridize into these creatures as we are among those moving around so easily under disguises barely concealing the hidden… to question faith and filth as much as any other system of dichotomy tricking our senses into visualizing then applying these concepts into actions that train the system and attune their users with the particulars of interfacing with the modern paradigm such as ours Here…’
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‘in a will to a win, that fortuitous spin of favorable information that sometimes acting as mechanical pulley to be informed and as are many our sources now waving their standards just angled a slight bit differently than the rest with their roving armies of a punditry that pander to the most offensive as least common denomination that from this Mankind-made cess of suck stuck pooling each group gathering together feeding off of the stronger individuals first who have sacrificed themselves to provoke humanity toward an enlightened edge that our most blunted minds do not see, but as powers-that-be only stay that way so long as we obey swaying to a distracting consumer rebate in an offer that is always ending up for the debate between hypocritical interpreters versus the verses of hypothetical thinkers…’
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‘those corrupt pantheons of a past terror morphing into realms beyond the unaware teased as a nation of followers forced to do what we are to tell them what absolutes as a particular person sees it trying to change that lazy loophole lemniscating a mobius stripper’s dance macabre shaking that asshole finger of accusation committing us to serve the hive mind, and betray ourselves seeking solace of a kind while politeness quakes under the auspices of privilege and wealth distributed to only a handful of picaresque goads acting as substitute demigod for a particular stance or cause believed in as a fact…’