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‘in at first subtle ways into frenzied wringing of the vocal cords… one, two, three Guinness in my stomach that night… to be topped by two previous blog posts, and a wonder what the next open mic night will be like then, finally though people seemed a little tired of pointed speaking of personal wreak as the time grew wee… the friendlier i became after the casual ranting with aftermath involving two more alcoholic beverages along with a jib provided by these newly acquainted friends and i, loving every minute i was allowed to bleed my heart and head right there as it was such an involved process that summoned so much inspired positive bliss as have never had before, and that followed me half-asleep all through the next day as i truly could not express…’
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‘i try to think what kind of fascist swine would choose to wreck my site like that, as it makes me very angry at that micro-brained retrolink that would do something so harsh, but then i come to realize that their cruel actions reflect the greater sorrows afflicting our world today as well… only with rampant bouts of insensitivity would people ever be inspired to do the same, and we allow these infected lifeforms into our homes and into our heads where they can do the most damage over time like a sickness that can never fully heal properly, we seek bold answers to questions that no one wants answered with the excuse being that the general populace is not ready to understand itself yet… i say that is shit…’
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‘maniacal gibbering idiots, those who have worked hard to corrupt their youth into small pebbles of waste shat out with the rest of the expensive lunches to look fashionable with the current trend of a fascist nutrition, and one that keeps its human cattle fed on trash and excrement while saving delicacies for the honest villains who feel they have earned the right to waste their worth on animal flesh… a believer might chalk it up to god for reasons that don’t make any obvious sense through realist eyes, but this is not so of i who is never quite so real as these times when speaking is less accurate than spitting out the raw abstracted bits Here, so what if i feel as though our government here in the States has betrayed us all…’
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‘the unfortunate are those who cannot defy their cage as though it triggers strange nightmares that eat the soul’s truth for some bizarre death wish that takes our time in surges and waves as a spiral graces the caves with its sunlight rave in present collapsing naive sprays, and words with nerves lash against the brave with stinging sudden rays, the dark soul of the neanderthal struck dead… but they still live on in my mind, you see, through the graphical limitations of your mind’s eye as i tread this vast distance… the ghost in brain matter undead… my mind is now your mind, though you still do as you wish i am always there now, and you can temporarily rid me of this link though sometimes they do come back…’
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‘to stick with the subject at hand as priority, the vast encyclopedic scope of information is so incredibly useful as well as being uncensored to a point, and i feel that this is one aspect that might soon be threatened by acts of malicious intent… how big business conspires with big government to make the puppets dance around on DNA strands of dollars and sense, what little there is that is common in this anonymous day of age when time slows to a crawl before our very eyes astonished as though it would have never happened, but that is the chicanery or rub that what we believe isn’t always so sound to stack all hopes and esteem under pressures and strain of faith in extremes…’
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‘unlike my parents now, i still have a vibration of rebellion to guide my attentions even at this critical juncture in my life, and i regret that my parents seem lodged in the simplistic attitude that money can solve the world’s ailments all alone… not with all those subtle economic monopolies going on behind the scenes on that stage of powers that be, this aged mentality is slowly coming to a halt as the generations are collapsing after us, and it seems this bubble of life amidst a cold sea of the deathly eternal holds all the heat and warmth for a limited span of time acquired by these strangely human figures at the forefront… the continuum seems to glide along the track like a monorail through space and the linear existence of history…’
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‘”contributions” are mild and ingenuous in the real range of human equality that most people have cast aside because of the acts of people we are fooled into trusting implicitly, the lobbyists in brain-Washing-ton DC throw money at the conspiratorial forces to make concrete their works to subdue humanity for more a profitable action with their rallying chanting evoking the violence of evil tailor-made to express the hatred for all things humane… how can we live with ourselves at this very critical juncture?… we treat each other like shit and burnt almonds in the space between awkward moments and dedicated focus, something few people can ever realize because of the vague statement “this is how the world works”…’
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‘the people Here need to decide if they really want such corrupted fascist nazi pigs to guide them to the abattoir, and it is the very same slaughterhouse run and maintained by those identical indifferent people as we who run the world by default because higher blame-shifting echelons force the world to move to a sacrificial beat… the rhythm of death and taxes that most of us know by rote are utter and demeaning lies told to the youth again and again to eat away their minds from the inside, as though like a parasite set behind the skull and looking through our universal eyes to find our weaknesses to exploit them as easily as we change moods, but to dismiss them is no way to dispel those dark territories as ignorance is limited protection…’
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‘the normal human citizen has been indoctrinated into a once ideal structure of human ingenuity, but one that has devolved sooner than expected into a mess of greedy and scandalous arguments that reveals nothing truthful about humans except the disposition to evade responsibility and take all the resources for themselves, isolated inside our own minds we are capable in many ways that cannot be defined until achievement has been attained through the person’s own deliberate determination to achieve… anything less than that feels like a waste of energy…’
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‘the root of the proposed family tree… genetic information mutates as the people adapt to changes in the physical environment, we are still working through an animal vessel no matter how synonymous with the being of human this beast has become to represent the experience of humanity, and it is this bland acceptance that has dragged out the debates begun timeless eons ago with some of our first philosophers pondering upon the questionable place of ego humanity in this cosmos without answer… we might see that the shifting almost mechanical are patterns at work in the vast everything that is, but we are few numbered to truly foresee the advance without bearing down right upon this next step in our recreation, the rest and relaxation being merely a pause on the way to active inclusion…’