…everyone Gargantuan constrained by mediocrity…
…mythical creatures still make their way to the surface occasionally when prompted by the pressures of society especially as we live with today one in the modern era of shame and degradation all consuming as we consume content laid before us in this material world supposedly behind the aegis of solemn seriousness quiddity taken to edges of certainty as chaos prolapses our current systems of authority intrusive impoliteness gone haywire at every corner of the argument shattering expectation and crushing opposition with absurdity as though some essential humanity at the core Here convinced of helping more than in reality hindrance, polarizing puddle of struggle plundering cesspool we are invited into at birth surrendering to keystone effect on our species this eccentricity which comprises what quoddity is being decided by past philosophers as objective truth in labeling it as thatness further confusing terms even in translation though everything in moderation perspective twisting words flexing and fitting where they need to oftentimes unconsciously substituting the conscience as ethical compass for meaty ogre working then attempting to navigate the business world sharks in seas of ignorance when in this scenario ignorant behavior as arrogance acts as your worst friend trying to guide you, not necessarily there to feed you nutrients required to survive but tricked into believing that abundant realms in which we live have not already destroyed our senses of actual food as the mob madness puts pressure upon us all to turn into diamonds while science constructs other forms of substitution from the windows of their holy institutions overnight replacing our humanity with construct parts subservient domestication awaiting the next orders without pause or question in execution as we are ever again led into conflict to the nature of these beasts we temporarily reside within circumventing stress though still falling prey… no holistic rituals derived from sacred people whose rites were taken away by other conquering colonials whom appropriate cultures unfamiliar shaping and dissolving that magic by assuming coveted arbiter roles in corrective status allocating scarce resources to everyone else usually determined by what subtle despotic nepotism can convert this insolence into covert status camouflaged by anonymous savages of character paid well as long as no one reveals their nefarious misdeeds and general public remains unaware of the devils in their midst thus the agency represented by multiple bodies at once determine future events because violence forces conformity or death readily, those that choose becoming obviously crooked oblivious seduction or manipulation dealers in the superficial realms considered too real to be good that fabricate psychoactive creativity and vibrant dreams that vividly obey on sudden revivals of the same insanity always questioning the legitimacy of our children steadily stigmatizing illegitimate in turn reflecting poorly onto us as supposed children of god only waiting for the fetus to become the feasibly simple useful tool whether laborious outright than choosing effeminization whilst as second class citizen too often for more of the world population than you imagine gets browbeaten and ridiculed into submissive stations, and existing Here accepting this world watching itself committing suicide over stimulated oblivion that it almost might be the end of the story perpetually enshrouded in cloaca and dagger espionage of boys being toys tomfoolery becoming mediocre soldiers thrown into the frays as canonical cannon fodder supplied and demanded by third parties usually somewhere out of the direct action later praise sat upon those presupposed gigantic shoulders posthumously after gathering the appropriate momentum through unwitting people frenzied heightening the declarations of adulation without reasoning out the adulteration of what images are left grueling pantomime rhapsodic episodes assumed the worst dramas…
thanks, khet_:/
Posted by :\_khet on January 15th, 2025 in $atan's $cratches, g for Galere..., memorials, personal afflictions, rants & raves. Both comments and pings are currently closed.