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…the greasy Ear…

…secretions of wax and smearing of oils that detract from the hearing organs some take as granted family property though maintaining of this machine is key to avoiding long hours queued up in the hospitals haunted by approaching fear of modern sickness this can be and is the reality while those privileged few exposing silver cutlery in mouth who never seem to heed business of warnings taken seriously enough that our attitudes are besmirched moments after the exit into sterile operating room as viscera drenches and stains the crisp white sheets as the medical gowns worn to perhaps pull us back into our thoughts when we can’t think confronted with things so heinous as to turn away from whatever it may be, wet behind the ears naive checking all boxes that apply Here rather than the abstract results usually within the people we thought were so true when young themselves and going off to do things for which there is little to no experience trying to piece together the puzzle of self utilizing what retarded fingers of gods that we have acting more as pizzles poking where those digits do not belong especially when it comes to other people’s heads or businesses attempting to avoid being taken advantage of while still being wily enough to achieve something culminating from all of these actions in motion to maintain stability and bellwether the storms yet to be Here, and awestruck by the infecting septic shock deeper on a damaged system used for healing oneself though not an easy coping mechanism to achieve especially with all of the interference causing the noises to get louder as they become harsher to demand attention from the distracted bodies that remain even after the initial squeals of distemper when a mob mentality is finally able to run amok like the holiest furies summoned from the depths out of a purgatory so abstracted from whatever we think we know as the caustic continuum continues to shudder amid contradictory versions of a digested truth that takes its toll on humanity by utilizing conceptual tools to create context filled with controversial content projecting aspects we hate about ourselves because senses feel too unreliable being parts of a larger whole we might confuse as homogeneous to ourselves… though if we cannot think for ourselves instead being commanded by outside forces that surge with certainty that we need them more than they require us whether it be to take over for them when the burden and responsibility become too great to bear ultimately leading to an intimate dismissal of compassion and the abilities to relate to others beyond selfish motivation pushing forward to take the reins on this motorized chariot of idiots collectively unable to make decisions that benefit the larger picture, predicated predatory behaviors as praised social malfunctions have been at odds since we reached hypocritical mass and decided not for ourselves to be thoughtful any more because that forms communities and we are singular armies of one separated by time and space perhaps considered as opposing sides of the same struggle awaiting a champion that will erase the worst of our species as though the solutions to problems we don’t even know cater to violent urges moving with primordial roar though of course higher on modern meta signs of medicine than ever, and all used as ways to tweak to formula of war a little bit further into building think tanks like tumors that manage to command respect from all of their fellow minions outside of the valid ridicule that could actually save our brains from the fascist sounds…

thanks, khet_:/