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…ingest my Imagination…

…my jealousy over other works knows no bounds yet a steady theme underlying everything thought to be known Here though it would appear to be under my command because all aspects are always changing always in flux transition from one form to the other these words travel but having no idea where they go and with whom they exchange ideas my raw speculation is left bewildered by brackish reflective water ahead and channeling some black mirror energy for the scrying trying to observe subtle differences in the ether bubbles we are housed within as troubling thoughts lingering on without substance, because the details move right along with us advancing and varying as we change ourselves to be better or worse reflecting what we think of the world back at itself which means us stuck inside of a vicious loop that tends to overlook who is actually caught up in currency seeking refuge within our systems of management putting bureaucracy forward while damage done and shifting attention away Here catching humans contradicting themselves purposefully aware of the lies they tell themselves and each other to cope with this natural mechanism within us that this body uses to reference other systems outside, classifying official records to play out a different saga conflicting the general narrative assumed to be real and true though oftentimes baited to click the only mass debate construed as contrary commentary when rage has become a commodity and been wagered as warfare when there are embattled sides to be taken seriously when carving up sizeable chunks of land that aren’t yours amidst armed conflict spreading over countries left clinging to what is believed are the objects of life as reward for our individual diligence Here as can be suddenly cast aside out of pride for something greater than human… perhaps left engaged with ourselves so we become distracted from any other force that signals the individual survival story within us all when we hear collective urgency to act as relentless deliverer of painful truths one cannot help but accept as ignorant views of somebody who isn’t me churning through these holy see blues with rose-colored glasses as though there were nothing more for us to do to free ourselves from whatever everyday imperialism threatens stability and civility at almost every turn in this maze that riddles us with shock and awe to test either declaring us loyal or rebel, in whose view we are witnessed as a clear and present danger to ourselves and others when we are so automatically left out of social challenges because of our contrary attitudes creating friction where none was before towing the line by graciously agreeing with words and policies as they are handed down by some respected expert authority somewhere hiding behind their stacked doctrines and essays leaving people later questioning motive especially if these policies hurt or marginalize this very same group crying out loudly calling for answers from ivory towers benefiting off their outrage through multiple avenues of contradictory opposition, counted as allies in vicious attacks upon marginalized people attempting to organize repels down the same ropes left to ensnare trapped and trying to game our actions in order we hang ourselves swinging pinata style to be gawked and laughed at used as terrible lessons to train other weakest links to stay working on the chain gang no matter how much one disagrees with reinforcing brutal fascist ideals over needed compassion which allows us to revive and recover from omnipresent hostilities utilized to pressure us into reacting ways they want us to that we may be taken advantage of better…

thanks, khet_:/