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…guillotines of Guilt fell arrogant youth…

…renewed death cult imposition triggering fringe of cringe signs of the times never are we claimed by so many differences in faction scenes everyday we cannot be hiding in plain sight divine counter-intuitive non-compete clauses with each other to give the prompts in cosmic wishing lifestyle prayer to that djinn coming true discrepant volumes that kill cursing the magi with sick as this world not our own cheering on destruction of that pacified intellectual isolation shunned by demonic tone remains astounding such things can happen Here because miracles come in all variety throughout kinds natural going blank in their distortions, intelligent credential extent dismissed planking out artificial in serious situations sourcing out our legacy for cheap everything at variance difficult to distinguish the madness surrounding us from known reality what we do when not lost in the feudal state of fugue fugal dreaming electric sheep while awake screaming but no mouths to spake with left rotting from the routines that sustained survival yet as the lobster shell reaches points where threshold of the carapace is achieved even though growth still occurs underneath remaining soft and vulnerable those protective outer layers restricting such overabundant surges seeking to break free or molt, afterwards we become pressure-hardened from within similar but not directly related fashions we refused natural domestication for our own substantially human techniques perfected mystique of wizened scholars moving as jealous parties requiring legacies to build authority even greater choosing to make suffer those whom will not curry favor from tyrants or forces resembling their likeness striking balance out of these gripping shadow hands binding our curiosity in optimal delusions while brainwashing our visions dimmer trying to simplify this naturally-resonating structure in its elaborate complexity in vain attempts at curing whatever benefits of their magical properties drawn from chaos primordial distinction… considered symptoms of an affliction menace in our motions every swagger meant to stagger opponents Here the killing mind discombobulates and distorts our apex predatory qualities harnessed by bringing the capacity for grief and disappointment consciously on courses through experience pressured in order to perform as functional stellar adult given little time to develop in larval states to limit any hopes of adulation for the efforts we end up committing ourselves to for sometimes life long interest especially when connected to surviving difficult outcomes successfully enough to proceed forward complicated patterns relied upon to domesticate the general populace through tedium, distracted because there cannot be just one (I) but three corresponding to much as complicating with our physical mental and emotional states as different yet similar enough individuals interacting with each other absorbed into ideas such as life is weakness and other assorted random thoughts caught orbiting these cycling series of obsessions raging through civilization leaving us fundamentally bankrupted before being born Here weighed down by the serious and silly in parallel truths searching for unified proof as pursues conclusion that Instinct Intuition and Intellect are symptoms of conscious awareness taken for granted if we never prepare our interpretive engines, automatic savage things writing on unseen not those yet be seen but forever hidden unable to trigger human awareness except in extreme circumstances such as though not limited to near-death experiences because of how varied we happen to be shared peculiarity taken individually trapped aligned with special traits being that bizarre variety of species consistently taking from myths at least greater than one pure duality opposites crossing each other constantly but fostering beast columns cellular fusing that bond one another together through insight of their inner dichotomy temperament fluctuates in fight or flight nature or nurture abuse or refuse melodrama…

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