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skip the fair practices that kill the things that love us as critical hyperactivity hoping the sickness implies a possible cure even as this ailment ever-expands teaching us how to be at peace with these awful complications, we take as granted techniques that meet our needs in this convenience state laid to waste by a sedative fate that takes humanity into its cold clinical hands to treat them as experimental objective in testing the high demand of Mankind, and it surges through us like a wave our own controls leaving us as we become broken and sewn back together again as a doll our system would like us to be tamed and domesticated and taught to act as all the other organic portals honing in on a part of the overall stasis for this mechanical core… dire the viral urge to sire more spawn as the great purge is an element over-exaggerated often by doomsayers who never have anything to offer except their negative matter-of-fact take on any and every thing in the out there, taking generic steps to move beyond the cataclysm about to happen in the mind’s eye where the questing agent finally reaches a destination which always begins somewhat empty from deep within, but to define that thing takes the whole journey to accomplish as the paths tend to narrow as the person gets older and wiser to the tricks down a few corridors that can remain hidden to those not looking or intuitively aware as at first there has been no case in our innocence to presuppose anything… we follow the scattering of ideas and notions as bread crumbs leading us further into those trees before the forest trying to surmise what is truth in this world of as varied desires and needs as the creatures who inhabit it, given a course of action the modern human animal will stay the task until there is a satisfactory result which translates as sense of elation that may seem to last only a short time in the linear form perhaps, but we have no bottom lines Here where everyone meets to interconnecting whether in a raw purity conjoining all spiritual credence or as people walking the streets only to then suddenly bump into each other only realizing later on what energy that was…