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…horrible games we play when we cannot have our way for a day some say that rhyme is no reason to say what’s on your mind instead to mind your words with anxious anticipation of other’s reactions to your thoughts stretched and ridiculed and found baring no fangs or claws with which to be fearing of fatal violence because the hatred that is fed without bloodshed is the most insidious to bear very much as blemish on the record used as lasting archive of your personal progress forgotten about by all but a few tasked with the labor to oversee, this heathen future siphoning resources being such parasitic creatures as symbiosis sounds so foreign or fancy the negative person rattling off excuses why everything doesn’t work these days as opposed to when those same such things were never Here to begin and we were constantly squandering our gifts of the offal dead granted to us by our ancestor spirits who may or may not have used corporeal cretinous behavior to abuse and commit acts of rape and incest upon their families thusly exiles shunned for their terrible essence plaguing further branches within the bloodline where nothing is forgiven by flesh, even when brand new things appearing after the inclement gestation period of humans unlike any other mammals out there yet though still trying but limited by science and the experimental expressions allowed by this plausibly overwhelmed system attempting at best to help all of its citizens not just the privileged Here who are wanting of only the finer things in life whether truly affordable habit or not business always allows beings to suffer as long as it makes a buck or dollar somewhere down the line electric financial movements in currency requiring one to be on par with a wizard to get any farther than merely existing… the skin given as protection but also sensory device utilizing the latest in natural technology one can find Here amidst the rare flora and fauna that feigns reigning supreme over these creatures becoming meat for your tacos and burgers while shedding the various layers that hold us in as caged oftentimes rage-inducing to almost berserk levels because disaster follows those giving others the severe feeling of vulnerability versus learning to resolve their own allergic pledges of allegiance to higher powers than oneself condemned to live through these obstacles that are going to destabilize, listening to whispers that summon the harshest parts of us to the surface to scour and scourge through methods of personal brutality that cannot be stopped once set into motion Here in the apparent waking aftermath of impressions made out of step with the rest of us causing consequences the size of a social tsunami hitting land where the mob mentality is thrown into panic that very instant when certainty is inevitable beyond reason or logical question facing the unquenchable thirst digesting our souls on earth so suddenly there is no real preparations moving that fast to put into place, fundamental aspects of the chase sequence making haste for the victims because the predator cannot wait for validation so bored with its restless impulses by now that making choices for newer prey becomes imperative over need for feeding upon other lesser beings for sustenance in the pseudo-paradise that nature allows us to continue onward in our journey as a selective species known for making bad decisions for selfish justification while utilizing excuses to manage the lies told to others under pressure to perform feats and tasks that anyone of us could do but decide by whatever issues does not work…

thanks, khet_:/