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…resting on laurels Here as slacker of fortune gains enough momentum to leave the page astray as holy omen to be obeyed or at least recognized for what it is once the passion believes that crisis is real and unwholesome in the current incarnation of this civil disobedience with a side of failure to communicate well with each other, human beings doing their worst whenever they have whimsy as chances that strike out and obliterate whatever was perceived before especially when devastation is the standard by which we calculate the random debris and damage reducing us to savage extents too difficult to manage, one must kill the edge of oblivion on sight to localize the blight that permeates this real time venture through decadent leisure Here… pleasured by the treasured things that make our lives worth the living we invest into each and every step forward searching and researching the archives of memory and all other forms of proof that what we cannot think isn’t some madness other than the swirling miasma that surrounds from raging across battlegrounds to intrusive leanings entering our thought space without obvious reason becoming tug of war to make sense out of any a strand of hopeful sentiment, donated to be fundamental sediment as foundation plans for better societies tied together by community more than merely ideas like communal living as in some odd houses of a variation in artistic collective perhaps as many movements have began even though distrust and independence have not always been easy bedfellows at first while thirsting for a burst of insight into the ways in which we choose to do these things for ourselves and others appearances so deceiving when respect is on the line with one too many of roommates acting upon some primeval honor code which justifies to them the brutality they inflict as pattern to savor in order to learn to avoid the antagonism inherent in humans, no matter how nice we can be on this surface even with integrity shining shimmering halo-like crowning our heads with brilliance does not exclude us from the continuing cycle that rides on through us to a darker side if we are wishing to witness the bright or on toward a silver lining if we are locked inside a dark cloud or devils gauntlet with no obvious signs of return to manage our internal panic hoping for nervous breakthrough instead of breakdown that does occur under times of great stress as much irrational tactile dysfunction also a mild nihilistic mindset whose voices do not seem to relent and very few exceptions to the rule… unless we take the time to corroborate concepts that would align best with our needs being met by actual action without extremist factions declaring their singularity when what is required of us is supporting the rest of humanity while it continues in that of the greatest good possible, the compassion that happens when we are genuine humans doing whatever hope we have left justice by our applying the regard for ourselves alone onto others as well amongst the never known to establish interdependence through the means most plausible Here, and this acquired disposition might include the benefits of being excellent to each other whether we know it or not because our emotions do take a lot of the energy we invest in maintaining a survival in this bizarre land of confusion infusing us with a taste for wielding more and more timelessness though we are tireless in happiest pursuit of finding some dots to connect as power glamor and things we have no labels for yet…

thanks, khet_:/