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‘taking enlightened consciousness to live on the ground floor to learn what life is for in processing the experience as it relates to ourselves and the everything residing around playing a part in human being as the environment affecting our world, and it is a room with a view in onto the objectification of those elements as they morph and whirl in this blast furnace we have created collectively and maintain with an odd absolution of fury realized cold hard and true forceful like the reckless few who take the matters into their own hands to conquer all those crevices and cavernous realizations ever devised by the magnetic anti-mind behind substance…’
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‘beyond the cusp as a youth hostage facing toward terrible truths, we always yearn to know more whether through feelings of guilt or curiosity makes no difference as the innocent inner child stays intact questioning all throughout what most of the growing pains are all about in becoming the idealized version of ourselves at the adult stages, but not all the spotlights will shine upon these actions living on a fringe peripherally as the egocentric mind hovers above these trivial statements of fact that no one wants to hear straight ahead but in a rigged entertaining method to sway public opinion distracted… inspired by the subconscious fray we all find ourselves within…’
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‘but we suffer randomly from the persecution of ourselves like ravaging of cells turned violent and cancerous terrorizing within that aging cosmic body by the pointing of blaming fingers threat as if to track loose the lone a suspect responsible amid everyone out there as catalyst committing harm to the rest of us, a tyranny holds power as it resides in a person’s misunderstanding of the words and symbols from those meanings tragically that keep us like solid walls from truly realizing who we are while we are Here, and less able unless willing to die to live…’
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‘eyes are trained on our diligence to meet their goals while in Here where direction never ends as much as there might be those claims otherwise, the residue of the residents resplendent in their misery and woes pause briefly to cling to the items and ideas held so dear as though trying to grasp desperately onto a life preserver after the ship has long wrecked in the vast empty see as separate thoughts resonate and travel within the cosmic byways in some attempt to reach land dammit…’
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‘collected idolization by millions of worshipful messengers claiming to have found the pulse in the circulation to affirm salvation this particular world has to offer these people for their willingness to dutifully give in, tickling the fickle public’s fearful fascinations with superstitious trending biblical where once we had worshiped plethora of deities in other lands that we cannot ever seem to remember without our badly-edited history books always waiting on the blocks to being banned or burned like no few saints without their proper trials observed truly leaving how much lore to look forward to as handed down fodder to have fed the ideas making wars and peace happen over the centuries used to train us?…’
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‘those horny who must curiously wonder at times whether this craving is the face on the screen or the tender emotions of human connection desired afterward that one looks forward to as the minimalistic sexual fascist state becomes deadly detached from the sensually passionate, an acidic resentment that builds creeping in from the supposed “out-of-nowhere” as the unknown fear inhabits us side effect of this mass generalization…’
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‘a number of vicious consequences that desire enough blood and greed and hatred allowing the consumption to create a beast attempting to disguise itself with the leaves in the trees hanging out around among the inflated ideals upheld as true even when these hollow veneers are so cracked and torn… the rebellious revolutions revolving involved individuals moving parts behind all those scenes we think we can see from the outside as was meant to be seen by those further removed from ourselves as our mentality becomes the remote alien viewing even though we inhabit these bodies as they appear lost in extremity perhaps too often…’
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‘to whims of those barbarian hordes who would rather stick their dick in your cheek instead of hearing what you have to say… rape and plunder attempting to maneuver into positions of power where no one should be seated for long enough to become the villain of their own story as glory and prosperity would naturally follow the traces of a better person, whereas the villain has nothing left that isn’t of a material property fought hard to be possessed in an act as status quo standard to define the indifference with value that cannot be valued except by the most vile whose whimsy has edges too sharp not to draw the precious blood dripping as perilous killing joke…’
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‘we are subjected to the whimsical in the most unflattering of ways as the essence of who we are seems to get lost in what we do or think in the case of trying to truly discover our own realities for what they are as we fight through distortions that affect how we are to interact with the rest of the universe, but this identity we consider to be the only one there is as false and confused with the ideals trained into the many as growing child becomes another living drone vibrating on a frequency that keeps the rest of us subjugated to a system…’
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‘try filling in the spaces to resonate and relate to this hanging onto concepts that seem to make sense in my head though not always when applied thinking in limitations with a practical mindset trying to affix and focus upon the end result of this behavior… coming to the call and answering with blank vocal monotone to show just how disinterested i am to be saying this directly into your ear while out the other end you are there listening in on the conversation converting in electricity the ranges of human emotion telling me, no, dragging me to reap these just rewards…’