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‘a linear construct shunts our choices away from any openminded appeals of the heart whose certainty is always in question by the impulses of one’s mind and preferences to be used a maintained cycle of behaviors in order to suck the seed of the gods and become golden as well this raw pantheon of ritual torment proliferated by the established ways of a masochistic masculine tyranny cruel for the sake of its cruelty, maybe to appease some cold dead gods of whose old patterns are integral and so needed as the newer systems require the updated versions these older formats of previous paradigms as like a shed skin when the world births itself anew to a crack loose from the chrysalis haze that has warped sight of our visions…’
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‘misinformation which will do nothing more than cement the nihilism inherent in these false appeals to the consumer played by us to change being lead astray into a goal that will relieve these symptoms of being stiff and uptight while trying to appear upright and moral to the rest of an old unassuming populace whose popular opinion is shaped and molded by social engineering deposited in current mainstream values, but a river keeps on flowing if one can consider time like this in its path from beginning to end where we ride the waves as they collect and disperse around our lone bubble roughly passing through rocky terrain as microcosm holographic within a great expanse of this universe embedded to the hope that this bubble won’t burst until reaching the right escape hatch…’
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‘dream go to waste with no patience left to give only to take as we pay our way into the pain machine once again what with a little blood and rage shed at the time, tainting the escape with hatred and anger as violence enters into your picture of how the raging alcoholic will beat and abuse the people who appear as mere puppets now projected from within their heads as the idiot flesh yields to demonic and perverted demands in a pursuit of Dionysian pleasures vague and blurry through lenses of the guilt and betrayal created when the substance used dominates the host whose guest has refused to respect the remains of those who would die because of its’ power, and it seems once tainted there is only oneself left to guard against a binge…’
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‘under the wrong circumstances, using the implied obligations as a law to force us into Man’s stiff ligatures of society tightened at the joints to squeeze and pressure the bones and the people to break subjugating the entirety of civilization into a crumpled labor class petri dish soon testing and distorting us into blocks and corners of information alive but writhing with time’s imperious tick drawing in the blood from all resources that can infuse it with space while manifesting this gossamer into the material basement of all realms, but it is rare that we see any of these inertias for what they happen to be when we happen to be too assaulted by the truth to stand up for anything when it feels like a killing blow to this soul as a wound…’
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‘waiting and searching through the floating cosmic debris as constantly these systems of delivery which surround our paradigm without our noticing most of the time as we are kept focused upon our own purposes while Here suffering through the worst of it to learn, but it is noted that as passengers we do not need to only confine our time and energy into the abusive modes of the others who act as doppelgängers of our shadow souls projecting onto us the dismal reflection a few of us are still developing through as a ‘devil’s gauntlet’ perhaps lodged somewhere permanent in the ‘dark night of the soul’ in the out there vacant though more than half full… woe be to whosoever feels that gauntlet striking them hard…’
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‘running off-street into vast absent voids act as persistent personal social demons provoking fear before respect out of the oblivious horde whose whim means nothing one-by-one as a massive beast it outgrows its constraints rather quickly it would appear vile instincts to survive that never were acknowledged prior to this warped running of bulls and their shit stimulated for our proposed benefit inside of a sprawling machine of industry with an evil finger deep everywhere, lodged in the cesspools floating with obnoxious hooligans valuing only the juvenile mirth of the bully tormenting perceived lesser minions leading to the doomed existence for little to none of a real reason being Here trapped in the dirt…’
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‘under superstitious constraints as conflicted between an antagonistic faith and untethered curiosity in evolving from these electro-magnetic states to a greater understanding beyond mere flesh, coming home to that Other within ourselves that somehow separates from us when we reach all these new spiritual plateaus as each a different set of rules and rhythms to adapt and to metadapt (cellular adaptation) to as well when everything seems at odds before the evens… the rules can collapse just like the body in moments of deterioration collaborating to the mosaic we call ‘history’ maybe a bit too frequently nasty in the collective cesspool of a tragedy sadly pronouncing most of us ‘doomed’ prior to being born…’
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‘dramatically… we all require the ability to adapt to our surroundings in order to strive instead of dying out in minor stints before the extincts kick in triggering our synapses to end in death like a sociological tsunami dragging this old world of certainty into debris and danger as falling objections commence to commiserate with the rest finding that nothing makes sense Here where humanity lives as both a slave and a master tormenting each one of us who resists this ignorant bliss fisting us from the abyss we avoid like the plague as if most of us ever know what that means, most of us cannot afford to try understanding when the weight of others obliges us to move in directions without thinking…’
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‘draw upon myths and their corresponding elements of truth sometimes subtle or hidden throughout the patterns evolving between time flows, and are yet not cured of these deviant behaviors maligned and intermingled by the residents of the heathen earth wrapped up in their own situations to a fault making the curious cruel by leaps and bounds of the abstract imagination upholding a primal code finding ourselves blocked by the antagonistic forces digesting an opinion that isn’t their own Here… when the royalty of Europe later claimed divine rules and sat upon their thrones rather than bodies in the battlefield…’
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‘pretending to believe a skewed idea of greater good that means so much more than qualities of human kindness universally reinforced with a positive reinforcement to endorse that anyone can do it through their own freedom of choice as much as believing in oneself more than those disparaging remarks made by the jealous, as we have the choice to turn our attentions away from that atrophy and decay devoured by the birds of prey that flock together tearing out pieces that can never be replaced as they were in order to sort out the weak from the strong when we all stand equal to each other after the fact of past tense inside of this ephemeral existence as a ghost searching for meaning in all the systems we are seeking…’