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…more Idiot than savant…

…idiocy replaces literacy literally accepting statements as fact for some people whom maybe nobody knows no matter how much growth occurs straying stays out of range an heirloom of living things inside of us made up of more than merely those thoughts that linger sometimes romantically in exposed brain matter watching the gears grind away at sanity slowly as though cursed or use of poisonous elements gradually taking away the vital essence of another when there is no amount of evidence to justify murder what happens when eyes become broken upon true crime as the expectation and thus the reality, definitely coming to life as though had enough of being walled off from civilization each a variant of what it is to have meaning to us trying to learn the most we can from each other while we can like riding a wave trying to stay afloat as long as we can before doing something that might trigger an immanent collapse certifying the form this organic machine has liberty to spit out randomly but allows for mutation to commence as the commiserate attempts to free oneself of this life appear to fail another nail in the coffin coughing all day, ghost waiting for redeemer to call for a vaunted response without mentioning the haunted suspension some kind of hope laid upon artificial resuscitation we have heard recited time and again for the benefit of feeling secure as though there were nothing to worry about in the icy field of dreams they seem to promote instead of graveyards for loved ones these subzero beauties allow for the inhabitant to be assured that one day will come when they will cure the disease but until then they need experimental test subjects so goes that idea unless enough gets kept to clone… feckless impediment sentimental often feeling like castaways on the ship still sinking not quite ready to voyage to the bottom while everyone celebrates one more creature to be held under pressures of the sea creeping forward along these time streams through windows open wide enough to trigger complicating in general the movements that happen to intersect causing efficiency to overlap with quality and quantity never antagonistic competition repeated in a state of who versus who conversing about scales of things that don’t make sense meanwhile the attitudes of resistance shocks dust off the rest those staying hidden in their grave, situations that don’t apply eternally while one remains alive and the possibilities opened as much as the mind to plausible probability guiding the hands of judgment somehow affording reward from the natural order appearing chaotic lessons not making an easy or direct thread of sense to compliment tying loose ends together after being pushed to exhaustive levels of defeat vibrating human relationships out of sight thusly out of mind cruelly set distance enough not to perceive an obvious angle to this psychotic drama careening treatment it appear unable to waits to take when attempting an excellent escape from the constraining society, as the seamy sordid weighty baggage of sage advice has been engaged with supervising the growth in mass doses more than pod people though sarco-podcasts could be the next thing to entertain us through whatever archaic picture of a rapture snap of freezing us in place for an extraordinary passing of time only to find out somehow that supposedly an end could still be on its way so we must achieve means to travel or migrate through space perhaps becoming the only species to do such and thus starting a domino effect of cosmic proportions being unable to contact others…

thanks, khet_:/