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…edifice Complex…

…the state of the artificial freaks us out as organically-dedicated people to slowly commission an existence we can appreciate somehow conditioned by incorporeal examples viewed as nonexistent by those without eyes to see or ears to hear the access to excess genes within this cesspool in which everything can be what you’ve dreamed of as they utterly crawl through membranous aspects to the greater cosmos among the slither reptilian civilization mimicking those most insect hive mind of human behaviors if you have trouble describing the expansiveness of your dreams woven that it creates some visceral feral tapestry processing complications, our nightmares have fabricated from gossamer whose glimmer has gone out as these ages wore on only to be replaced by chrome finish shining as though armored defense against troubling concepts one cannot comprehend without as many simple diagrams as possible with our olfactory senses sniffing out dangerous situations from which to glean experiential data to make our own assessments of what the nature of reality truly is as it compels us to further distrust what was for some newer thought as artificial harnesses stretched attach our anchors to this heathen earth requiring us to work for love on ourselves, first among the rest of these barbaric expressions as crippling sensational decisions catching us off-guard as the idealized innocence breaking into maturity taking away our context of perfection yet remaining so critical that it fails us disgusted by the rotted corpse of tradition that guides those to volunteer sacrifice through the artifice of darkest reaches without exception Here erected as idols gathering momentum through the unified warships around us as martial envelope that shelters as much as it also enrages the encased to harass within this crass verMenagerie repelled appeals without being virtuous to wield forcing polarized antagonism few can resist… exiled to a land of man-made mountains of glass and steel bordering upon gods’ fortress buttressed by the beliefs that shatter this gloried whole of excellence by wishing for expectations to connect with substance instead of some ephemeral longing always tender rendered impregnable jaded and trained for the possibility of reckless incursion smashing through the front doors as waves after waves of ghoulish assault upon the senses triggering trauma in most of us if caught in this kind of scenario without the means to defend ourselves from slavering hordes yearning to spill our blood in grotesque displays of domineering power, used against us in our times of need for support caused by random acts of casualty lost as the moment marches relentlessly onward refusing to recognize the costs as they occur riddling bystanders with guilt and penance for deeds mistakenly thought to be theirs instead the naturally absorbent urge taking on other traits as they relate interacted with in variable situations considered Here compromising by circumstance as currency combines in consequence to suspend disbelief for that moment’s lapse into an obvious and simple dance between this human dichotomy of agency and urgency taking place vitally within us at all times, lurking through suspect solutions to problems yet to be reached by human excursion as deep as the flesh can go to find answers to these mortal questions unable to be solved by compassion alone ellipsis gathering momentum as trailed off thought left by extension choosing your own conclusion Here as the adventure continues for persons as pieces in motion upon the board some mated some in check while the majority of us remains mostly unaware of the games being played at our expense through the various channels of government entertainment and industrial complexes so vastly toxic that it causes mutations…

thanks, khet_:/