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…what to say about underneath existence that hasn’t already been heavily pointed out by many official sources and talking heads all over the digital media of our day and age captivating their followers with gimmicks for entertainment purposes only or so the disclaimer would imply because utmost importance of survival is being cautious consistently perhaps for reasons difficult to engage with other people when we enrage each other to such furious ends so often it jerks our perceptions askew through traumas no one else has ease of fathoming what depths this suffering must go in order any lessons may reward, those with enough cunning to adapt as human animals have in the passed collections of society offset now by the vanity of trying to interpret without bias the existence of times long before us as accurately as we track details in this current reality stream bending around persons too insistent with their ideas and perspective as laws assembled to make people do as they are told by those assertive enough to take control commanding living forces through a precarious hold stark contrast guiding advisors to stay out of harms way selfishly seeking solace in the arts that favor their cowardice, Here many opportunities open out for those wiling to sacrifice much for power in exchange for unwavering loyalty and allowing oneself to be subjugated by said powers that be forcing one into compacts of blood and oaths narrowing interpretation and translations of relevant information within these specific movements or groups are combining their resources making such an unalterable trajectory that it affects our shared history to create empires pushing boundaries and buttons to get their way threatening retaliations whenever that offending parties acting offensively isn’t the case and sudden feign being offended pretend to get their panties in a bunch… shining light upon darkened decisions made previous to advancing through this vast bewilderness spoken words hearing our voice searching out to find our mind’s eye through the theater of our ears requiring something to pique the curiosity one seeks contentment contained within keeping creature comforts however one can be able demanding absolutes for anything to be certain and certainly instilling us very few short windows of reference ascertaining in what conditions we are able to absorb bringing these consequences that manifest dementia to our personal doorstep threshold packaged facts of disorder causing us to wince and whine before accepting fate, calamity reclaiming coming second to a second coming from where is up for lessons that humble the one espousing them amongst their followers Here trying to find the correct steps as perfectionist worshiping perfection as if it could ever physically manifest as an existent deity overseeing the forward momentum of humanity in as a species progresses throughout the journey laid bare by astringent magics of physics and science following the trail of natural mysteries as though mystical superstition to be debunked from a social bunker in case these topics were to explode or sensitively misconstrued in all the wrong ways, shrapnel bathing us for days no topical balm or salve to soothe ravaged beasts whose meat we reduce reuse and recycle just as with vital genetics kept secret special formula by batshit crazy scientists who specifically chose this working career while able to not be chained to anything in particular Here not safe for human consumption travails defending individual cases exclusive to these problems that humanity has to specified preferences suspended trying our best to assert what can be under personal command through mutating nature constantly digesting archived and commencing to make any of the struggle well worth what sacrifices…

thanks, khet_:/