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‘that damage and blood that lies distilled by time in tension’s grip weighted by the sequential aspect seeking out harmony while then also pushing others to trip and fall disarmed from doing anything that will seem pure or clean… the hosted myth laying in wait to crack out of the shells in our mind’s eye moving with a face-hugging urgency to overtake the jerks with a citizens’ arrest revealing the truth in our self-police state where the equalization of pressure is a necessary step in the right direction instead of the swill of needing to spill the blood of the infidel that resembles the you in me as well as the figures manipulating the economic rules in their juxtaposition of the natural truth, still serving…’
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‘everyone has problems with movement whether it is with the internal combustion of the human heart made through irregular beatings in the chest, or the happenstance trickery that occurs with trying to remember everything you need while racing out of the door for some planned event you are nervous both to attend and miss at the same time, we catch ourselves needing so much more time to steady the nerves of that nervous next step to reality as much entering into our cells as us entering into that moment of realization… at some point we must make that coveted leap of faith into the fray without the banishing powers that become so difficult to resist at every other point in life, and just go with the energy wherever it takes us as the once-scary confrontation unfurls…’
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‘early on, church was not a word i associated with comfortability or community but with constriction and the kind of elitism that allows the shunning of another human being out of superstition and status correction, and obviously that did not come to last in my childhood as you may call it the devil inside me that ached against such restrictive bonds… i say as yet we are still in the throes of so many other obligatory vectors that combat our psyches on a constant basis when struggle over unity should be the last things to force themselves upon our minds, but even before i was ever conceived of…’
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‘i might have heard had i listened for longer than the two seconds i normally allow, straining my ears to hear back to a time when other happenings might have occurred and even a pounding bass noise from fantasy perhaps were all things lost in the debris that i tossed in my share to clean the mess and without attending the party… a first from their history in that house where discord kept company with all the drunken debauchery, and perhaps sleeping gently still to this very day but none will know except for the inhabitants that linger and congregate where discord and fate shall not wither…’
out of Context;
‘meaning which might remain unobserved in general for which we are able to scrape by with little more than contentment at our side… it has been too long since i began taking people into consideration again, i feel it is we who are lacking something to call with certainty proof of our humanity as human beings, but we do not seem to consume ourselves with too much guilt in all our raping and pillaging and plundering society because we allow the few to suffer such excruciating ends without even a simple means of beginning with some justified equilibrium… and so it has been for all those involved…’
out of Context;
‘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…’
out of Context;
‘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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‘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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‘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…’