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‘a minimum wage to keep the fat cats floating high on their ideas of untouchable glory as they fail to realize that the labor force has become a tougher grouping than one could ever just slip further away from without any notice from an angry juxtaposition of human forces becoming real enough to damage the current of sedative consensus at work within corrosive conformity begging for a corrosion to conformity in this example, today we meet the barriers facing that full frontal direction to bear the brunt of the inescapable destiny condensing right before our very eyes awake as the scenery finally begins to change revealing an acceptable forum for leadership and plain-spoken community adapted to this crazy insecurity jerking around the regular people like you or me into place by our unquantified potential…’
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‘diabolical individuals making myths cheaper by the dozen as humanity begins to harass cross the line of mediocrity hidden inside skin too thickened by years of wasted hatred for oneself and others by will of the systemic infection that trains us to be just as much like itself, and it is this parasite that most of us remain for the adulthood after teenage years motivated by dread of the on-coming future needs and wants as yet unrealized through the obtuse head that slowly puts together experiences with memory into action which inevitably lead to more experiences like a looping pattern similar to a synthesized beat pounding repetitive and fast perhaps in the primal bedrock of the dance floor… where millions of thousands of years and people have dared to speak with their frame instead of their words…’
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‘in the small town freak out for teenage things to either crawl out and tip cows in redneck glory or make fun of those people… there are those who walk the line between extremes who can be considered magical or lucky or blessed whatever your terms may apply, but these individuals are actually experiencing life in the gray area where it actually exists instead of either high or low ideal reality seems to represent through actions of others, that multiple balancing dualistic fringes exist at all shouldn’t be surprising as though money were blood running blindly underneath the crumbling lands we all dwell over when rage at thought for the future could ever be so easily set into place with any accurate precision from the world below… epic mystery that this holograph contains…’
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‘revolutionaries were kicked out for their romantic ideals of leadership and it became a job for someone like us… someone easily distracted by promises of higher power and better money as the system is now built to reward these attitudes most of all these days as oil and labor are in dire circumstances while moods run the gamut back and forth reflecting the indecisive nature innate within the qualities of the ‘human being’ who merely seems to take what is handed to them and will expect that from now on, there are devices used against us which only serve the purposes of those who know nothing but that most miserable urge awaiting in eager expectation of the proper respect the most truly deserving never get served…’
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‘the Robot gets hungry and cries out at the unforgiving work load that each one of us has to carry around until death or debt relieve this experiential burden committing itself to the living vessel bequeathed from birth as this single elemental authoritative weight, and never letting up pressure as everyone must allow the chains and anchors to force those loyal to the body into a stooping posture as a means to track us easier for the general managers abuse our static time and money and royalties used against us on proposed efficiency of more and better profits… on a trail more esoteric perhaps, we are bought and spent before before the work is even done as we squish closer together in proximity…’
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‘digested by the world around us… urban or rural, inside or outside the Hub, where do you want to be when you grow up?… feminine energy wants to interrelate with others while masculine energies want to penetrate these trivial matters, but the tiny televised voice deep down informs us to feel guilty over questioning the authority of the corporate lords of aMerika whose systems have allowed for the diffusion of accountability over numerous faceless people like the selves we never know personally… some trick of the mythos somewhere lifelike but unaware as human beings except for the rare few that can make a handful last for days as they get around the world learning useful moves that will one day win the war in for one way or another…’
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‘with vampire teeth setting sail on the open see of people to steal and suckle from the weaker things in this species while they can get the most for their intermingled energies, and only while another large percentage of humanity can turn a blind eye to its own kind for the most part allowing the suffering of all the intrusive royal examples made centuries old before that political system swallowing all of us Here with its waves of misdistributed wealth among the classes at work as those social forces in the world… in a primeval example of hive mind beast-in-the-human animal kinds of power struggles for which many real myths are devised from tandem realities developed over centuries…’
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‘as avatars from the mark of a deranged group of minds while the past making waves ripple out further Here in the future where restless are the spirits as that now the nowhere has come around to offend the arch-evil with a new approach and a rationale to an old problem that has occurred before this… the felling of the established paradigm of authority after the shine has worn to a rusted collapse as the machine buckles against the vibrant positive energy of the social mind that meets at grand cross-sections of people, the classic model is one that states eventually the sudden changes resurrect a hierarchy working out of sight to achieve greater goals inclusive to a few who might think they know what is best based upon a pointed opinion without any actual participation…’
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‘crash landing on Wall Street this past September 17th, the baying of the capitalist pigs has sunk to a new low so the people had no other choice than to retaliate in the most obscure and peaceful way possible, and they flocked to this cause young to aged alike on this first actual day of the occupation movement for most people as a worldwide solidarity began forming underneath the noses of those who might have seemed to lose hope for a new mission as some perhaps figured they would die before the next revolution came about… indeed some have died though not specifically as lost causes as many have written since grand time immemorial off into abyssal spaces of primal memory buried in the vast dark matter universe Here where the particles pulse and chime…’
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‘this life formed of egg and sperm as the breakdown or zero point perhaps for the organic life led to this day, and Here we meet again through the cacophony of the rational/ irrational arguments going on and off like switches between electric friends in empty rooms to lead the energies that flow like water back to the present tangential shapes that take place without the need for deed or reckless act…. only a certain amount given up for understanding the timing as it haunts the crevices of the reading brain in action as it analyzes what the filter allows to enter this mind, a distinct un-motion perhaps made even though i may seriously doubt that idea as absurd speculation on my part, and this is because the mind is organic portal grown with many cells …’