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‘the myths and issues that lure in the psyche from afar capture thoughts of those of us undisciplined and novice on this planet of apocalypse-wasted messages spent with misunderstanding for all potential possibilities that contain us and our myriad tragic ways that are both of a good and evil dichotomy functioning on corpses and survivors to get away with its torture of truth and the Muse, and yet the other end of the spectrum beckons as equally plausible a turn of events as those very same tragedies on the verge of occurring are warm places to release the burden of active drive and participation in this reality…’
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‘the collective psyche, branding a terrible element of guilt and shame into the phobic subconsciousness that lies just beneath the surface as the real spikes through in manifestation into living breakers of this illusion of an elusive truth under lock-and-key at work against our collected will to be freed, but questions such as what are we captured by and why are we still under the impression that we would have no power when all around us it is exploited by those regarding the mantle of leader as that of the priest… a faithless pederast consuming all available energy only to dispose of the good “product” of this union before it has a chance to heal the birthing wounds that came at a price fixed in the entropic catalysts walking upright like those within the species of humanity…’
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‘the atrophied wealth of the dictators managing the imaginary assets of the people like game pieces on a curved board floating in the dark, and it is the many faces of the people and not the laws enforced by those propaganda mind police lurking behind billboards and commercial screens when they appear on the long drive through life in general private to the point of the closed-off minds of conservative dysfunction as it has bought-in and souled-out to the system… for the generations that have passed as our collective minds more ensnared by this stiff visual encapsulated by an oil-mad world where plastics abound…’
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‘with enough cults to choke a donkey even if you are active in animal rights i will not apologize for something said in jest to merely segue things along to another point in this one-sided version of reality Here where i hold your attention captive… we have turned a corner, you and i, in this real time relationship in words… you read because perhaps you are looking for answers that at first i do not think i have even though you may have observed otherwise, but this does not mean that i am completely oblivious to what you can see are fragments of my personality while moving about in the lands of the living, i observe and edit as i write this dung from which meaning may be derived…’
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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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‘the only way to free oneself from this bizarre disbelief that is in an interdependent relationship with the manifest humanity has been to allow “space” for mind and body and soul to be suspended separately while still within the solid confines of the spatial body, and this usually is only to be enacted as a form of life-changing passage rite to adulthood in most cultures whose previous stance on the thing called ‘humanity’ as opposed to this supposed civilized nationality which has rejected ‘ancient knowledge’ steadily in the last two thousand years or so since… the debacle involving remnants of both bestial and social humanity as ritual myths began to change again since their primitive resemblance to interpreting the mutation of humanity from the base animal roots to the present aspect acting as social cog…’
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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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‘some folks take to the extremes like its water for the bottle-nosed dolphin as they gang rape their girlfriend until she drowns, though infrequent among these aggressive cetaceans as the metaphor stands aside for the common ass-gaping that the government parlays into blue chips and stocks that won’t quit, but what is the poor little consumer left with when this is so much the case recently with these hungover modern nights?… the will of a people is subdued to put into place a tolerance for the rude and oblivious taking the respectable jobs away from those more deserving because of treacherous about-face plays for dominance and control as though the boardroom were anything like the wilds of a natural scene where beasts fight to survive this way…’
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‘spirits moseying throughout the ages that humanity has bared its place on the earth to intermingle energies constantly in order to accentuate new combinations of this reality into the various displays of exploitative powers… given a conscious force to better understand our plight as humans while in the middle of all this passion, the beatings and mutilations and death all as fleeting labels to endear emotions to a cruel and unforgiving world wind blowing all the parts around, and planting these new seeds all over the world under the disguise of human ingenuity… the hollow cost of instinct and intuition considered the truth-finders inside of a corrupt system…’
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‘a decent life that can keep the living things within from rotting competence of the short-term traditions that retain this horribly redundant cycle of mistakes, the rulers know even less than they used to because of the defensive productivity of the militaristic mind at work trying to hold all information in a protected slot where only specifically neutral visitors may see the relics from a political future untold, and in this dystopia we are a limited people indeed with merely the illusion of freedom to make us happy with what we have got even though it isn’t much at all… the cloak-and-dagger governments want to close the box on this section of humanity where the gutter ends, having spent their entire lives under obvious guise of a human appearance sheltered from understanding the inhumane imbalance…’