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‘no one wants to hear the wrong thing come out of their mouths when it means the difference between being understood and wigging out among the morons, and sometimes we all come so close in the ways that make us rethink our own personal value while embedded in this massive thing humanity has become as the human tools get used and abused and then put away when things only stay fresh in that precious gap in present timing as the humans are possessed with a righteous urge to define themselves in glowing terms only to further profit from making even the false appropriate impression in order to cage people in their own ideals and then misuse the hypocritical knife’s edge for personal gain, what else does politics have to offer anyone except a misuse of power…’
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‘in the middle of fascist extremes burning with a feared and gory staked claim upon a nightmare conscious of what it can do to Man through his dreams of horrible profit and grandiose vibrations toward power, and calling for the inferior to give everything to the feet of their new master who could kill them whenever he chooses to kill those who especially participate in what he chooses to call the system… ‘government’, that grinding machine that chews down the tissue and marrow into sizes that fit as well with the outrage as the degree of disgust that this supposedly optimal system plays against to further the overall atmosphere of frustrations that make their appearance known so easily, but questions of whether this dirty beast will go away or be tamed by the reasoned and logical…’
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‘the Man that tries to control his own destiny perhaps tries to dam up the river that needs to flow as the better metaphor to give when all else seems fake… the strange deprivation of time and space that dissociation from local area gives you after the intoxication wears through enough to allow clarity of vision in the age of gruesome decisions made by real versions of evil that take the game of life too far to be understood through their cruel eye for pain and oblivion made flesh, where these trained dogs render the wounds upon the human as stain to be somehow seriously addressed by a system that cannot handle itself as it proposed it could back when there were actual patriots and not simply some act or provision…’
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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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‘a horizon we may never reach from this centered perspective filled with all the shapes and symbols necessary to stage an escape sooner than later from this watery grave, the dreams get recycled when they cease to live up to the lightness of being which brings their essence in contact with the gravity to this realm perhaps, and the confrontation with matter knocks us to some primal state where our suffering and triumph on the individual level registers in that spiritual space that reflects our progress and learning in some cases revealing that selfish and courageous urge to rise above the muck and the grunge that falls onto those of us who are many bearing the burden for the few that have the time to sort their plans…’
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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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‘herds of followers whose ends fall like martyr hammers against the bloody anvil to create a weapon of mass destruction that intensifies with each sacrifice made in this way… the art of war when winning at any cost is the first priority ahead of many others in the way as interests of related parties though not the one we are here to participate in right now, we are artists flocking to cause to biggest upheaval while describing the truth in all the many faces hidden and just as alive as any other whose names act as skeleton keys clicking the turning mechanism into place, but are we ready for this kind of traveling through the depths internal that constantly changes into things that might seem representative of the reality of a hell at some point…’
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‘something that remains remarkably important to the many but restricted by the few… there is virtually no one to make these difficult decisions for us even as we fulfill tasks set by bosses and supervisors as though there was a trusting soul somewhere embedded within, but there isn’t going to be a compassionate soul in there until the master/ slave dialectic becomes a partnership without bias or unnecessary altruism to lead the masses toward extinction, no one who saves unless we can save ourselves as individuals from this orgy abyss we writhe inside of as though it were a womblike bubble holding us back from cosmic harm…’
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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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‘inspiration in the form of healing that takes place when the social pathology throttling the collective mind collapses into dust, taking with it all the financial and materialist burden from humanity in order to reestablish the humane somewhere within us, but we are certainly not there yet even though it doesn’t hurt to push the consciousness beyond the brink of mere ego satisfaction… we are the middle ground or laboratory perhaps, the testing furnace where everything happens before it moves on to other avenues of valid expression Here, and the nature of diversity allows for such imperfections in humanity as corruption and evil to further sort out the “bad” eggs from “good”… careful not to crack the egg…’