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‘the radical consonants constant throughout revolution as it evolves to become something more than a caricature of society whose intent and content have been welded and looped madly together selective and with deliberate motion to inflict a particular notion upon these wary people as a framework for puppetry raised with guttural symbols to places of power, and used as figureheads for the authority speaking in harsh voices forcing bodies to move in the directional options given them as though any children could possibly learn from these proxies as mocking the real debate of issues necessary to confront the heart of many speeches forming the basis for all of our theories and argument…’
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‘the words are used to condemn as reflect what we see inside of other souls our cells as soul are power that is scared by vulnerability being defensive at any and all costs to protect that only inner child as hidden as it is rambunctious and juvenile fighting and resisting both tooth and nail at the stolid solid sold-out adult as an authority to indoctrinate the youth through a charming swoon as call and response to the troops, it is this way that the novelty breaks out of previous molds conforming us to what we are told in a style that is reminiscent upon the term ‘learned helplessness’ that you could say drives us to herd as like single-minded the pack of cattle squished together and crowded mewling in panic…’
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‘for oneself much like any a modern magick is formulated to pull those blinders off our senses to clear the lenses of their obstruction as they dispose of our ability to move fluidly through in this ‘maithunam dravyam’ as the unrefined feel from an intercourse we as multiple parties share twined together either through intimacy or the relationships to each other that sustains and gives us some purpose to defend, but not to the extent then that lessons remain carved onto our foreheads as an external reminder hazing us in the present day no matter how the modern accessibility dreams between soul and functional as when that surging hot thrust of sexual play occurs momentarily that has only seemed to inhabit our fantasy lands until Now when we are out defending the castle or whatever it is…’
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‘values set forth by revered ancestors… now dead gone far beyond the altered states of perception that we adore in this kingdom of the bored so jammed as a unit together into a realm of pure ennui or indifference filled with discontents who honor no authorities offering very few items of solace when confronted with this stagnation that brews and ferments mood as though the likeliest of suspects affected by this off-kilter synchronization managed by hosts and those parasitical fools that feed from off their chosen suscept when found…’
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‘great conflict attempting to find resolution in random pieces assuming a relevance puzzling the parts already found in play, but fear fits its’ roles very much so using the power displayed to sway people in such tight circles that the revolutions run into each other sometimes crashing and clashing philosophies together as to make not only new viewpoints manifest but also creating a cacophonous dialogue which seeks out any conclusion that can be satisfactory for all parties even those not thrown for fun or devoted to mindless self-indulgent entertainment where displacement is purely cold and professional… the exchanging of money moaning subtly under the breath as befits these puerile characters we have today become…’
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‘subdued by a sad sac of tricks in this trade whose new age has dawned upon strange commercial uses for our spirituality that were always there though would have been previously attained to make bargains with the gods in the form of sacrifices that usually had the bloodiest elements involved into a grotesque madness that has and would end up leaving the people we are now wounded and confused by all those rituals and rites done before we made it to this life Now swimming through the ethers, as savages we have been mad at our inferiority inasmuch as it seems the anger comes from frustration whose dead end is either an eventual resolution or an escalation of tension and perhaps violence…’
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‘conventions we attain through this limited sight seen from a thousand senses when it comes to the scale of this cosmic force, but what is this corollary drawn from the source of miracles and manacles all used to captivate and silently begin eliminating those so-called ‘undesirables’ that grow up inside of a society that cares not for them but a choking constraint like that is only the fabrication of propagandist keening and a screaming for an infidel loyal to an opposing cause with which to vilify and exile as though it were truly a natural act exercised to perform a just management of dead spirits and the groups of people who worship these memories through pictures obscene abstracted from the once wholesome idealisms of print…’
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‘in this fluid vastness housing us all in holding our shaking existence protected by the sheltering graces of who raised us in generations before we arrived when there were no words only the sentiments for an official turn of events to become the ways which we are today called reality by this surge of consensus opinion converged together to create, there are going to be changes that strike off-guard the ones too stubborn to budge as gigantic ego remains like unfathomable buoys swaying briefly many clicks too offshore to be aware of by everyone as a difficult item of these shifting pieces moved between the reckless martyrs who kill and try twisting every word, but these knots are much more than any Gordian riddles…’
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‘our idea of politeness mixed-up with genteel suppression opposing questions, we talk and share the stories that thrust a weight into our living belief as it crosses the tiniest threshold which our soul enters free of this forming that was born into this casual surface decided by those great general established quotas whose status quo requires us to uphold the proof that this system works while mystery drops out of this mapping as we create it absorbing this virtual reality as it stings and it hangs in the err sometimes provoking our reactions as it wishes autonomously like a body, but when it comes to rulership there is no measurement for this vessel expressly exceptional toting silver lines as thread at time like a cosmic harp imagining our lives inside of this puzzle that looks like us…’
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‘cruelty and vanity uphold these bullshit laws that do not protect or serve that majority who finds no peace in this world by forcibly dragging the society we have been granted into a whirling dervish of petri dish ideals left to be examined after an exposure to this erosion, but as spirited expressions we slam together opening and closing a door of perception at a time as the self evolves through an involvement in the survival game struggle that invents any ideal of the rugged individual who can handle every detail no matter how prickly it gets when the harassments become an issue for real that it must be dealt with accordingly through whatever means necessary to a fault as the idealized person runs against real experiential opposition… as with all the lies laid at our feat…’