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secrets as subtle movement enacting the momentum below any surface fleeting whims telling the primal essence within us all to keep whatever power we find to ourselves while those outside our spheres of influence are not as real as we are, our world of course tries to assault our reason as ability to consider our options as consistently and as simply as an early livelihood condensed into one sense homogenized so as to justify the perception we see as proof into one absolute view of the truth as finality, and it hits us with the welled-up reserve of emotions roiling underneath a conscience that could soon appear so frail on the apparent as the noises are turned up to overwhelming volumes while silent the storming conformity rages on all around to undermine true qualities certain opinion has defined us as who we are or doomed us to where we die… fear does kill most minds who have not had the chance to make things change in any palpable ways as they may liked to have seen them as details and patterns meant to solidify in this malleable sanctity we have taken as granted, children who never grow up beyond a certain stage labels a person as an adult when true adults are figments of imaginary being idealized to become that standard bearing our destiny in the same way that the rest of these civilized aliens are managing to make us believe what they want to hear, but not fake completely as the barren and boring conditions haunt us into our next lives Here in the periphery of the visible where the shuddering rancid creatures behind the veil have decided our fate since the forever we had escaped from the wildernesses therein this hermetic seal sheltering us from any outside forces… a temporary haven holding us still while the storm goes on surrounding and unsure of whether to abort us or let us survive as long as we become some universal tribe beyond tricks of insensitivity so common now to we as the people, who have decided to manifest as the wicked skeletons fleshed out of a darkened closet that polite programmed society tries to keep welded shut felt as damage not as a chapter in history from which there is much to be learned, but we can only start doing this as real people if we grant ourselves the power to resist the vampire drain masked as beneficial when seeing this lie should push manic resistance from our lips…

Thanks, khet.