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‘all the moving parts used to sustain oneself in the life journey shared yet separate for us all, but now amplified when the mind has its representative in your ear as then that quietest unheard voice lending advice on what to do and how to do it the right way right away leads instead of procrastinating over the hodgepodge of rotten details that taints our fury with madness at the being of treated unfairly with all the same symptoms of people shitting in our mouths as telling you any truth…’
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‘these conceptual shadows breaking down humanity from within one act in whatever the given scenario that some erisian strategists have used to engage discord rolled up sleeves revealing mystery bowling for soup sideshow as technique to grow a small income, but maybe these schemes would never have worked out for the best in timing and instinct bestial synchronized to this grand circadian rhythm set to the rolls of a pair of dice disposed to decay before this rebirth keeps shifting around in distilling the final details of continuity…’
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‘to beg a difference for wants of acceptance… distorted portions floating along as sewer debris of the modern world made mighty by the stakes of Mankind stained over time by the likes of human despotism taken to new heights by the establishment whose Man-age meant nothing really except cold and rotten woe pulled out of the poor and destitute masses yearning to be there feeling freedom more than analyzing those things as they reach their mature conclusions, whether that be within time or space or persons unknown throughout the fleeting moments of deliberation as this disorder rages just beyond the easy threshold of our doorways leading to the out there where nothing is as it seems to be put together this visceral puzzling system to which we give our everything…’
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‘claims of fraud or false witness because the chancre comes from within where the bitter bottled feelings fill the void left by youth traumatized slowly drained by the parasitic adults as both vampiric and symbiotic support systems to those put in under our ideal of authority charged whether we are teachers or otherwise does not discount anyone from contributing by their experience which science may find an able way to get at those qualities directly through technology advancing further and farther into the out there than as the ridiculous that only stays this way for so long… the sands of time erode all of the changing old effigies to keep scenes carving away the material world as the wind and the sands and sounds of a Mankind go hand-in-hand with nature’s rusty kiss in decay…’
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‘with few rare exceptions, the fact that these works exist at all how living life engages itself while in weathering supposed deathly consequences when pretensions rise to the skyscraper heights of an overwhelming confusion amidst emotional clutter so unique that we all carry with us that most intimate of journeys along the negative steps shadowing ourselves for we are the wardens of our own personal prisons defined by our owned patterns of belief through trial and debacle…’
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‘aspect to the greater Mystery holding us still in this life where communication is as vital as sustenance required through the food and water and other liberating libations that fortify the cellular membranes of integrity residing in an organism whose real goals must adapt to a practical conditioning in order to survive the modern world, but the creative lust is a passionate passage to the life more abundant which allows for us to make that personal exit from human fragility exploited by the arsenal of a Mankind’s gimmicks and distractions most of them used by those gathered together to thwart the constructive forward motion we have been tricked into thinking we still follow while luring us away from credible ideals to drown further in the cesspit of ignorance…’
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‘type of comprehension enough to analyze this segment of ourselves with an off-kilter perception of an abject civility as objectivity has said with a thrilling chill of electricity down the spines as we are infused in signals of enthusiasm producing objects that fill the gap, but mindful of the crap that builds up into a wasteful trap that human domestication we all ascribe to when very few have the assertion to choose different paths out of a selfish sheltering safety instinct as defensive and belligerent at the same time considering righteous one’s own worth amongst the surly yet lacking courageousness…’
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‘hit self-awareness and puberty and become temporarily insane at the shallow ideas that used to be so fundamental to growing up whether with or without parents caring or not it is these bonds we share even when weak and powerless knowing few remedies without fail highly and rightly so recommended that we become this vulnerable or perhaps transparent kind like some of the parents out there that leave us be when there are so few who will guide you with loving kindness needs instead of diseases or strange sounds from the darkness which happens to be that ego core asserting as though in charge of this voyaging class vessel we are… the scene is overwhelmed by the seen and unseen alike when some shadows decide to walk into the light…’
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‘none of us has to do a damn thing Here as regarding a need to be moralistically advanced in a right superior to be had as to boast that this particular person specially chosen for gifts and skills far ahead of the usual development cycles always in development whether through the furnace of hells undreamt of putting pressure on your heels slowing your rhythm as you walk strut or swagger to find your place anywhere in the mess, and repressed by the best of a them versus us because there is no trust or lost love digging to find the hate for our enemies trained a couple transmissions over the course of our lives at the period when there are few certainties anymore except the nostalgia that hits when broken phantoms appear…’
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‘historic villainy made reality in recent times as paradigms secede into cultural hybrids of what it has to be as experienced by the populace like the massive quakes of death and turmoil to stress the best and worst qualities an individual might have in a paranoir reservoir dipped in all the dark waters of void cold subconsciousness upon frequencies of the misunderstood observer, locked into the mass grave with other cadavers whose potential was cut short so easily at the wrong time for the wrong person representing change that no one wanted to consider even the person themselves on many occasions cannot truly decide what it is that becomes required or necessary to move forward when trauma like chaos awaits…’