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‘ulterior motive for Manmade distortion of humanity’s educational necessities as the human being grows to choose rebellion as one’s chains become bound over time at once disguised as one’s obligations to the greater good, while also being all sneaky up around sneaky-ville which in hindsight is bound to occur as the priests molest the children so too do the laws molest their citizens who live by them… a vicious merry-go-frown where no one survives, this is the spiritually mechanical urge that perhaps defines itself as eternal judge even as it chooses to live and be realized through us as humanity’s touch creates the laws to break its own personal rules and familial stakes and claims laid to waste, but the symbol of space migration while ideas of integrating humanity leaves the jungle behind along with the animal-like…’
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‘humors that come with the territory… we create the isolation that digests us in the many millions of faceless people that abhor us, the human a porous substance through which many liquids and gases and issues assume an authority by means that lead to command of the human bodily functions, and made real through the prism in the soul whose light fluctuates with mood and enlightened attitudes all from growth to death projecting out onto the world what is interpreted from the depths of humane tissues… contradictions with every breath, a substantial imperative to play the game their way…’
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‘those hidden facets of the real apply, we cherish the products more than the people who work breaking their minds and bodies to produce those goods so prized today… the worker and the work are not separate, but part of the greater whole which relies on us to be the go-between for the energy to manifest into something more than just dream, as all worlds link and quantify the data bleeding through all points of reality not just our own myopic spin on this subtle harmony making us saints and demons outside of the invested interest of the other forces which couldn’t care less for us… we are the human debris wiping the streets clean…’
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‘my fellow proles and i organizing for anarchy’s sake, out on parole from the police state statistical prison in which we are key and gate, and prowling the midnight nightmare monopoly in its own streets and backyard retreats to make absolutely sure that the wealthy never escape from their own damnation stagnant in the one-sided capitalism that has made it easier to get Here from the place that was then as right now has no end for either of us as we decide favor on the grey area that reality truly inhabits as neither this or that but a combination of all sides at once… it was built into our genes which we wear out so well…’
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‘as a means to challenge spiritual growth like an electric trigger through human genetic culture plate… these symbols and patterns we allow to dictate our lives no matter how far we have to remove ourselves from our humanity unless one can see beyond the blinded drive to be purely only to succeed as one experiential hair on the omniscient head of whatever god is, and that is if god is what it is when it is whenever we would so choose to call upon its majesty that seems to grow more diluted with every apparent tragedy that eats in as form of decay and eroded motions hidden by their slowness, a force to be respected rather than to be reckoned with implies some harassing violence that remains indistinct and damaging with the power of the words…’
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‘cannot out Mankind’s inhumane instinct to assimilate and digest the roles of the natives as well as absorbing the culture and creating an oblong box containing the very narrowed concepts of containted (contained contamination) and conformed broad generalization until the extinction gene kicks in and finishes the job that the “white” blood cell set into motion devouring the world slowly through intrigue and obnoxious calamity, the very real and impossible to further decapitate with praise the living human gods as they strive to live like everyone else Here with the executioner paid by the most money by the highest bidder with no point of reference that isn’t a personal ideal of “good vs evil” as an epic struggle that hits too close for comfort sometimes with the world demanding some kind of a sacrifice in retribution…’
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‘there are many Here among us who think that life is but a joke, and the ideas are always changing places as the trivial creatures reorient themselves to understand better the flawed system that has made itself capable of eliminating certain problems while retaining the ones that would make the most painful difference if solved today, there are bogeymen everywhere in the nowadays where you cannot even see the face or reveal the truth without a dark cloud hovering overhead low and wet from the rain… and it is a rain supreme, by god, when the acid hits your face like a packaged deal filled with chemicals that should not be engorged on this watery medium with its viral droplets reign falling faithless to still the wounded crying in their graves…’
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‘the beast we are hides its’ grudges deep within a wilderness so primordial before the soul became a spiritual thing… the animal from within is now the fiction where once the civilized attempt was nothing more than a fancy dress, a Victorian myth that merely glossed over the surface while the rest of the creatures followed in line for the very same gimmick, and all this before such things as civic duty and moral foundations to build a structure into faith that might resonate with the more sensible among us as we are all tugged into that vacuum of hell…’
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‘constantly expressing themselves all the time whether this makes more chaos or puts a box around the chaos is left to the observer Here, but to constrain the world by one deathly grip of everything no matter how vague just out of superstition is an extremist viewpoint as much as it is as valid on its own merits of plausibility… myth is the guide through story, words arranged in such a way as to visualize the worlds under the radar of this constant conscious processing as censor interjecting the tyranny of fear into so many lives because only a handful of people feel they have the right of control, and that means the right to force their words upon us as definition and weapon against the systems of the individual…’
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‘forcing the “rats” to make due with their miniscule chunk of the cheese, moldy instead of golden but still a fool’s eager march into the maw of the mutilating machine that wealth has become, and those with their actual gold buy a way to make the others feed their hungry cannibal tendencies which is the real purpose they seek… not equality with their relations, but some sinister will to move primarily to get ahead on this horizontal material plane forgoing the real need to grow into the vertical space, filling out the gaps nonetheless between the spiritual and the material spark that is caught enacting an electric ritual that provokes and shocks the system into movement like a cattle prod thrust into the mewling infant…’