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‘even under the realization that nothing forever lasts in this odd world as one permanent form, this emotional erosion via the winds of change and smoking embers of the pillaged ruins of our ancestor spirits transforms us day by day into these physical beings as we try to become something more than this… there is never a permanent midnight just as there can be no permanent daylight as the tides turn much like how the waves ebb and flow, pieces of this grand cosmic puzzle…’
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‘the art of love is by all means the only proper way to express what has lately become a constrictive device to lock others into place for the rest of their natural lives, as it is so unbounded by either respect or animosity which can at times make the rest of us so trained more than a bit uncomfortable with that freedom of choice, but the artist keeps acknowledging the inner vision of peace and prosperity from even beyond the grave situations that make us all feel like shit and depressed and deprived all at once…’
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‘we are all incarnations of worlds and words and desires come Here to live collecting this raw data as experience to further manifest a universal connection through the void, but does that necessarily mean that one has to sexually procreate in order for that knowledge to reach the other people taking up their time and space as it is that we are all meant to be wherever we are in the Now, that greatest of the Mysteries we find ourselves beholden to even as the cycles of life and death and rebirth continue… after a year of living without this sexual burden, i feel more concentrated in everything else i do as an expression of me, but still realize this is not my last life to learn from…’
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‘grow into existence other ideas of reality sour and used and dying without an outside infusion of energy as this is what the corporeal beast feeds from as the wasted animal intents prevail and further confuse a consciousness trying to develop beyond the womb planet… we are beaten into submission by this or that aspect we allow a foothold into our heads which translates into viewpoints to take and manipulate and allow those using us to tally for their imagined score, their quick fix for the highest of possible outcomes to problems benefiting themselves in this real, but we are the ones told ‘no’ right from the start of crawling as evolution in motion from the crib to the tomb learning nothing but the proper grazing techniques for being another sheep on this animal farm cooperative…’
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‘the time comes to shoot through to “true” enlightenment, in a way these systems are all pretty similar both because they inevitably lead to the same ends of forgetting the previous Self in anticipation of a next life whether after or otherwise makes no difference, but each argumentative viewpoint also anticipates skeptically that in this current life few things are worth the time or effort to understand by forcing one to shed the skin of the personal Self for the possessive Self in its Selfishness and reptilian potential for amassing useless crap worldwide as various perceptions of the one-percent collide creating volatile shards in this oh-so perfect place where the average person proliferates sending the confusion into many controversial directions at once… so we need a bad guy to impress us with an image of wrong…’
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‘Man-handled by the state of things into toeing the line managing to make humanity a naked animal in the digital wilderness where it might just become like those war-torn olden days we have seen so many movies about, but this is where the sinister have their stock and trade in those subtler arts beyond surface awareness like masked feelings and ulterior motivations mocking the ideal of a greater good for gain instead to wield about like some Quixotic windmill which really is a dragon or giant terrorizing us behind the obvious scenes… this is why the battles are never shown to us for what they really are in order to subvert one’s control over their own opinion because we are all just another form of commodity whether urban or rural, we all seem to serve the purpose…’
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‘with rancid and hollow expectation discomforting the general masses to sickness and death… the sea of shadows dances across the night dismal as it approaches unsuspecting prey for a transfusion of the negative phantasm abysmal coming from the yelping mouths going on to make current situations worse by leaps and bounds of faith in bondage by the narcotic eroseptic (septic and erotic) swaying of the beasts upon their knees, praying to the gods they cannot see even the gremlin cancer shapes itself under the skin of a decadent consciousness enraged as much as it is engorged upon the bloody succulence that comes with this kind of absolute devotion to praise and bewilderingly vague ideals that command to hold holy not the logical respect given to creatures like you or i…’
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‘the human being many times over or to subvert the scripted words previously agreed upon originally once a host of men making unholy pacts were created by this greedy god cycling out those who weren’t special anymore… in our super-sheltered homeland of security, a man cannot fuck another man out of fear for what the group considers ‘good’ in the slightest context of comfort or need for companionship, and this is a factor of disagreement between a people and its taboos… where once hushed tones were used to describe sex, even further back before them were peoples and tribes that spoke openly of sexual relations as common understanding that only since we have needed to be subjugated objects of desire have we needed to affect as though aware of respect for the rest of the species…’
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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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‘real guidance as opposed to the shallow dance that some believe fits into an ideal shamanic stereotype, the wellspring of ideas exploited for the trivial amusement of the masses in their unaware crassness malformed by the diversity within a culture of insulting behaviors, and penetrated while sedated by that programmed glow as it projects desires and propaganda into the collective subconscious stream of mood and thought in a world where we need to realize that in civilization we are all artists in interpreting…’