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…Hypocryphal…

…so many schemes in the world there to fuck us up royally so we can fit into some categories to prove loyalty to those not worth that proof Here hypocrisy reigns supreme throughout so many differing generations of people affecting further still more perceptible masses than ever before in a constant pressurized environment amidst the seemingly mundane aspects of life and living as we think we know them finally fatally truly surprised when everything changes again after trying to keep sudden track of all thoughts at once but to no avail in the whirling winding drifts that no one catches, as yet to penetrate the truest depths beyond merely apprehension apprehending the supposed ending to a situation as opposed to a conflicted demonstration proliferating just outside the bedroom windows of dystopia in the eventuality of finding everyone at some point caught in a compromising series of events that fail to yield best results as we project ourselves outward to extremes of sometimes efficiency though not quite that which was expected of us necessarily out of courtesy but no real courtesans left Here as we all begin to modernize our tactics or withered husk we become as failure to upkeep update, up to words being a difficult commodity to come by even with the advance of technology leading to more poetic applications of technology in utilizing our patterns of speech to create novel means to end the mass debate over artificial intelligence and its precarious place within our current society as has been established now through the centuries humanity has given a slight shit about where the reins of power are held and how this affects the worldwide unity or lack thereof into a realm of acceptance as much patience that in things changing they happen to get better before worse… drafts of understanding at best phases beginning to fade slowly as something certainly was caught and contained as long as it could be in one form or frame then onward to another fetching visage with which to change the narrative yet again throughout the stories told by our generation after this time deeply woven into the fabric of a strange cosmic tapestry holding all of our energies together pieced beyond practical sight of an objective as to why this is but is this instead of other things to transmit substance in function waves ensnared and caged in on all sides, of the argument by gurus throwing out their shamanic panic as the feng shui shuriken projected to attack the sensibilities of the victim suddenly waylaid and knocked down by the grips of something even further outside realms of implacable gods that monitor the wiles and whims of cultural manifestations that utilize very little information to strive forward as though correct in the assimilation of other civilizations by force or forces that undermine the qualities of cultures other than our own taken as granted sources of our uniquest qualities that automatically qualify us for acceptance unless we are submitted to walking, that fine line that forgets the humans treading a lost pathway some might dread daring to say leading nowhere nullifies passage of thoughts foreign in general that don’t belong to us as may ensorcell the few brain cells left to us Here underneath the weight of both obvious and oblivious distant sources of transmission overcoming and generating various shapes of knowledge through experience and tangents of thought that become aspects of agency creating further cycles interwoven upon and with all those previous demonstrations of wisdom and stupidity conjoined and calling the disingenuous and depraved out into the light judging us…

thanks, khet_:/