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‘this crude disease stems and alters our reality edge by dredging up the vacant stares from the disinterested scum who watch the trash late at night with plastic under their thumbs, mocking the mock pictures presented before them in the dark with their slippers and underclothes so well exposed and scraping against the floor like a death shroud clouding up their halls as the well-timed electric sounds whir and hum in rhythm to clockwork days drifting in and out like the tide as something wicked different approaches us with tantalizing words of selling out to the toads who jerk and reside inside the minds of the cattle calling the kettle black or white…’
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‘Mankind’s conquest as their burden, as though these were the classical good times we might wax nostalgic over time and again even if we have been born at a much later date than these historic attempts at confining and condensing reality into the crazy trip it is giving authority to vipers as saints now distorted by faith amassed blindly to achieve some kind of winners’ place, but these are dreams which betray in the limp and impotent glare locked into a state of peril by indifferent and ignorant perceptions made Here to protect those who gratefully try to stay awake to the possibilities beyond this surreal wall of sleep raised to omit the few trying to reach out by making the most of this life and death steeplechase while trying to accept and understand the experiences…’
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‘the inhumane brutes at the doors of perception trying to take away your dreams again, but really these beasts are using words spoken aloud like daggers to be turned once they are sunk deep into the backside of your mind again and again on repeat to operate on the subtle wavelength that drains the color off your faces to be replaced with a viral conformity that takes pity on none because we all stem from the gutter, though this is not what it is we are made to think as we “grow” in a system that stinks of the garbage and lies that people use against each other every day as more distraction to throw between yourself and the others…’
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‘a jagged circuit that signals around in an idiot loop of perpetual dissatisfaction and dismissal of all these easy signs that we are bending enlightenment away from truth to take advantage of the crisp clear cues that pop up when one is doing something wrong or untrue to themselves, but Here we are aren’t we just cattle fodder for the slaughtering blasts of the cannon and country alike in their wages to conquer this living sin made manifest by the limbs and loins of this Mankind as possessed by the animal urgency to breed in order to further the blood impulse as it burns through centuries and aeons without number or name…’
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‘commonplace in the halls of a purposeful power like ours… the monsters try their hands at normal lives when the reality caves in on them that their ideal perfection is truly false in its description on the way toward manifestation by subversive action, those dark ones are not easily seen to be pointed at like the ghouls they really are in this rogue game of hide-and-seek made belief by the pretenders tainting the shallow pool with blood and semen and whatever other disgusting ingredients they can add to this stew, and the keen eyesight of this demonic tribe of opportunists is used to spot the flavors they crave to devour as powerful lobbyists and politicians alike vie for forcing their opinion upon the rest of the horde…’
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‘bleak banality shining as artificial light down upon the face to be identified in your place, police state takes the names right where you stand to be blamed for the crimes you didn’t commit while the faith of the public starts to sway against your favor as creeps crawl out from a woodwork to congratulate you on a dirty deed well-done even in the face of real innocence to convince of these things they say, but you always are the one with the option of the ‘give-in’ where you surrender and purely trust the cosmic whim to assert the truth of the matter whether odds stack against you or not by official decree…’
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‘the deranged sits cranked up with volumes of visions intent in their separate planned schisms manifesting division between all of the senses as they flux and flow with the tensions affixed naturally within people, the sole inhabitant of the head once death has pulled the spirit from this vessel now spent from the voyage from this previous life living casually as though nothing else were going on in the cosmos except for themselves, but not necessarily a world as inhabited by the curious opportunist even though there are many scrambling for survival in taking all the pieces of the pie-eyed dream for their individual hoards…’
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‘change is coming hard and fast into the spaces that fill out the blank stare autonomy behind the eyes as the icy glaze traps us under ice-aged social waste collected in minds, economy of motion glacially slow and cumbersome as a graceless wreck atrociously begins to intrude upon the hearth and home of captive civilian audiences locked in their oh-so-not-so terrible television friction in which burns the mind’s eye scraping with a vacant electric flare like a robot zombie ready for the next orders to follow like law to the letter, but we are so much more than shuffling corpses waiting to die finally to get away from this ornate experiment in social extremes and power games utilized to covet the resources…’
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‘the deviant in nature is not necessarily the villain to be quashed and condemned by the majority of simple minds as humanity in charge of security even though very few are capable to see the about-face that the greater governing authority tells us is right, but to glimpse through the glaze of subterfuge is a keen skill to possess in the nights and days of surviving this game that resembles living free but is truthfully a disguise of mind to hide us from enlightenment from inside, where the wild things are…’
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‘some few who gauge the functions in an authoritative manner as a trusted doctor or scientist might, authority who cannot be corrupted even though it is based within the hands of Man on whose declarations of certainty in ancient lore are faulty and out-dated in contrast with the modern humanity as it has changed in the centuries since sovereignty made its’ lasting impression on imperialist culture, and the hive mind is working strong and furiously inside the living brain of society…’