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‘metempsychosis as the mentality vitally demotes us a farce throwing villainous sparks out to ignite those rampant wildfires purging of what meaning lies there in pretend and the pretensions that admit without hesitation as sum by-product lain on the slab by human hands altering reality upon an altar that stands firm against the opposed traffic and travails of the herd mentality mating and fingering many escapees unscrupulously…’
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‘agent of sour sources and bitter emotional scars as they raise up razed and scarred stinging with pain as the healing takes over the nerve fibers gathered at each point along their way to your brain trying to escape these dismal offensive thoughts that scatter and spur those totally vicious of vision on to appear strong as their volatile strength thrown around like a weight attempting to strike someone down unaware of the venom in irony and sarcasm as abused trusting with thrusting stabs the righteous swings of courage while a chilling divorce between body and mind disturbs those of uncertain choices, the emotional scars chilling a scare down the spine…’
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‘the ideas of incredulous brainwashing to subdue our souls into place for the cosmic race game that appears to keep all of our attentions most neatly focused on the pain and loss emitted from these hosts born and dead without even knowing the joys of travel or chasing the dreams that will never materialize because we get caught in the net webbed over our minds in the haze of realizing our purposes each their own, much as how we connect these reality streams together not unlike attempting to stay in contact with people who have touched that soul in its burning heart lodged deep within our separate kingdoms we attempt to keep intact all throughout our lives in this place even through the stress and dense difficulties that seem to work their magic on this mortality…’
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‘this great consciousness sized to fit a manic blur indescribable from outside as one must move inside of the storm in order for a truer extent of understanding this thingdom to be realized from within as the sacred chaos it is roiling and boiling out a stew of energies and the battles for integration both materialized and metaphysical… the dope of this matter is simple as the words that fall from our lips with hip reappropriation of statements made cliche by our modern standards as the bar and boundary for a mortal moral significance sedating authorities with dosages of a humane helplessness and humility to tranquilize this active massive hive brain that swallows its insane as a whole within the rest of the fold of dysfunctional citizenry standing by watching this soft parade pass…’
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‘throughout the planet… our minds suffer from an enchanted imprinting of stories which fascinate and it hypnotizes us enough to find ourselves in a game of chances though no real winners if we really try to play as others who then narrow their profitable perspectives to become losers in the classical fashion manufactured by the current state of the general law insisting the cosmos compressed as much impressed with the urge to force brief conformity Here and there, and no matter how productive there are always going to be gaps in the labor linking one idea to another where missed pieces of information lead to miscommunication projected by the emotions and presence found Here among the advanced primate hybrids we have been serving in secrets forgotten…’
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‘Here with our fluctuating moods and experiences melding together as one homogeneous total that cannot be merely separated strand by strand by these human hands even as the human minds analyze every detail possible to keep things moving and adapting through the struggles of humanity one at a time… as easy as it appears to blame the black or white sides of an argument for a distortion of reality even though we all do this in some regard realizing we are naked without a shroud to hold back the stoic winds of ironic change truly indifferent to challenge as the serious and inane meet and they seem locked apart in duality, though we can easily realize that this is illusory…’
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‘sever the connection from inside these psyches trying to find solutions to all questions they never remember asking, but caught in a compromising situation conditioned to feel guilt and humiliation and shame by these programmed ills taking up residency in our friends and family to an extent that we are wholly one with them whether a person like you or i would wish to believe this or not is up for a scandalous speculation from the majority in the commitment to a ‘delicious sick’ that washes over the masses entertaining the few who choosing not to suffer…’
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‘like a siege engine while we are forced to shape all our individual lives around this one mass experiment always in progress… it would not be the goal of real illuminated ones to bring about an incoherent subterfuge and chaos although i have my doubts at this revelation made as various false disguises have utilized half truths to make a believer out of you and i as fellow elements making up the inner whole of this dynamic universe always in flux in the habit of reiterating the need for a phantom ideal of stability that will uphold that everything really is okay…’
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‘as burnt offerings fall from the skies to distract us from whatever we ever wanted to be revealed as reality once this ignorant veil gets lifted to question the soulless yet charming ideals that chime in with any suggestion of what is next even as the fear blocks another person from viewing things in a way that does’t clash with the titanic standards of an unkind Mankind bared by any other banners like flags in waves denoting the ragged ends frayed with the pull of those tearing years ticking away… stumbling for answers when nothing else seems to fit or work out well for those who in participating with the games and their gamers play…’
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‘ideas are shit to be spread around and loosed upon the world by reckless the people who always remain nameless and faceless until such a time comes to punish both ourselves and the offenders, and we howl for blood whenever justice is not delivered as others deem it should be in depth of clarity that these truths are undeniable though at times difficult to triangulate among those elusive and reluctant whose stubborn assertion of righteous and evil are personal and often not linked to any truth that could be considered objective within the animal hive consciousness as found qualities and traits that humanity keeps controlled by any means necessary…’