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‘behind a mask of observation decked out in their finest threads that make no real sense except in the most archaic ways that distract away from the actuality that manifests as unmistaken reality present in every single being in the out there that ever was including myself, but i digress as we are never so limited to the roles that are inflicted upon us in annoying judgments and ignorant calls for explanation when the act is art defining itself, the parameters of the human mind are far too deep to be a simple exploration for anyone else to just automatically “get” as though understanding were simple to obtain as utilitarian tool for the mind…’
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‘no one wants to hear the wrong thing come out of their mouths when it means the difference between being understood and wigging out among the morons, and sometimes we all come so close in the ways that make us rethink our own personal value while embedded in this massive thing humanity has become as the human tools get used and abused and then put away when things only stay fresh in that precious gap in present timing as the humans are possessed with a righteous urge to define themselves in glowing terms only to further profit from making even the false appropriate impression in order to cage people in their own ideals and then misuse the hypocritical knife’s edge for personal gain, what else does politics have to offer anyone except a misuse of power…’
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‘in the middle of fascist extremes burning with a feared and gory staked claim upon a nightmare conscious of what it can do to Man through his dreams of horrible profit and grandiose vibrations toward power, and calling for the inferior to give everything to the feet of their new master who could kill them whenever he chooses to kill those who especially participate in what he chooses to call the system… ‘government’, that grinding machine that chews down the tissue and marrow into sizes that fit as well with the outrage as the degree of disgust that this supposedly optimal system plays against to further the overall atmosphere of frustrations that make their appearance known so easily, but questions of whether this dirty beast will go away or be tamed by the reasoned and logical…’
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‘as time shifts, possibility opens and contracts like a giant dilating cyclopean eye perhaps the mind’s eye as seeing from a god’s perspective of selflessness that creates its own aura of selfishness contracting and narrows the connective tissue in these new synthetic gods we become, but are we the fools becoming leaders or the leaders becoming fools in the saturnalia that recycles our energy throughout the cosmos Here in the cult of tomorrow… the roles and energy get expended and moved about from creature to creature like a vast circuit that works channeled from a sudden involved understanding that ebbs into frustrated ignorance as we hit our lows on unique radii of timing that has moved long before we ever could have even been considered conscious entities, choosing to forget all this as we begin to attune…’
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‘generations of a now self-imposed consumer system that requires ‘want’ and ‘need’ to be ideas of flow intermingled as though a product itself… a fractured piece of ourselves that came out of the “factory” faulty because it is the only part out of all of us that responds to humanity and its compassion which is the very same part that the empty among us are sorely missing for themselves, with their burned out eyes glowing in the dark of night, but certainly nightmares that walk awake in the daylight the image of human as well… we take the presence of these things for granted as though this really were the only way to live, but what of those who care less about cooperation and more about their own selfish gains as a path from human misery…’
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‘the hallowed Occupy Wall Street tangent began, and months after the whole paradigm-shifting started in Egypt if i am not mistaken Here… well, i am mistaken though only because more social factors than merely location has been present and building worldwide for decades at least as “superpowers” have become fitted in gilded cages of gold and silver and copper as well as any other extinguishable resource available to modern Mankind, but i am not bitter just disenfranchised and thoroughly anarchist in the right ways enough to make me WANT to change things for the better because i know we can make the difference between opposing forces at work in the world today… so i am passionate in the oddly distant armchair degree of civil disobedience, but at least i do go down to my local Occupation periodically…’
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‘with enough cults to choke a donkey even if you are active in animal rights i will not apologize for something said in jest to merely segue things along to another point in this one-sided version of reality Here where i hold your attention captive… we have turned a corner, you and i, in this real time relationship in words… you read because perhaps you are looking for answers that at first i do not think i have even though you may have observed otherwise, but this does not mean that i am completely oblivious to what you can see are fragments of my personality while moving about in the lands of the living, i observe and edit as i write this dung from which meaning may be derived…’
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‘to push the limits of human endurance as that dance of the perpetual rhythm always at work just under the skin, what humanity is could perhaps be described as a non-prophet not-for-profit group of people that are Here now in the real world trying to affect change for the positive which strong contingents of competitive forces have been progressively warping ever since a profit could be turned to the benefit of the corporate structure best, and under the nose of any one official who could help as with the proverbial movement of the mountains that is necessary to tackle before change becomes legislature that is accepted fairly universally… we have gotten too used to a society of incomplete ideas and random manipulations…’
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‘the Man that tries to control his own destiny perhaps tries to dam up the river that needs to flow as the better metaphor to give when all else seems fake… the strange deprivation of time and space that dissociation from local area gives you after the intoxication wears through enough to allow clarity of vision in the age of gruesome decisions made by real versions of evil that take the game of life too far to be understood through their cruel eye for pain and oblivion made flesh, where these trained dogs render the wounds upon the human as stain to be somehow seriously addressed by a system that cannot handle itself as it proposed it could back when there were actual patriots and not simply some act or provision…’
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‘a horizon we may never reach from this centered perspective filled with all the shapes and symbols necessary to stage an escape sooner than later from this watery grave, the dreams get recycled when they cease to live up to the lightness of being which brings their essence in contact with the gravity to this realm perhaps, and the confrontation with matter knocks us to some primal state where our suffering and triumph on the individual level registers in that spiritual space that reflects our progress and learning in some cases revealing that selfish and courageous urge to rise above the muck and the grunge that falls onto those of us who are many bearing the burden for the few that have the time to sort their plans…’