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what Is this?

i have no idea what is happening in Mountain View, California, but i seem to have my second largest contingent there in either fan base or research into my activities… either way i seem to still care little for the practices of those of governmental persuasion, or those who assume to know what this is that we are living through, even centuries from now there will be questions about this thing which is life… whether it is a humanoid asking such questions is beyond me, but mark my words that this is just the way things are, though few of us seem to realize that we share the same space as our heroes whether dead or currently alive the substantial is still there… connected and alive even within us as the wet individual, the umbilical delivery of this information inside a quasi-womb state we thrive and strive within as housed in this flesh as repository for the human soul, and we are merely on as a step further up the repeating chain of events just like everyone else Here with and without purpose or meaning… trying to divine a will to provoke a meditation on rights and wrongs in a way that sheds light upon the eternal balance beyond even nature itself, but is only one cosmic aspect to the greater whole never locked away so thoroughly in either oblivion or perfection, while instead taking turns as with all the other various applications of material strength against a metaphysical resilience that bears the brunt of most of our existential arguing without the comic relief to juxtapose the serious focus with the absurd reality that makes itself known through that thing called ‘irony’… what would be ironic is not always a certainty in this exotic atmosphere of breathable humidity, we are the composite alloy of all elements within range, and we are the incoherent remedy to all the deluxe social ails that have utterly plagued this plateau of human-typed information as the consumers keep devouring more of the productive laboring under egregious rules of concern and conduct for the fellow beings in the out there of the holographic space/ time construct… unfolding pieces of a technicolor dream coat that waits for no man, but is there hope beyond this wretched consumer existence, or is this but another dream within another dream still further into the consciousness experiencing itself?… gah, i have been reading this conspiracy book that i believe has some credit, or at least a very convincing argument on the side of hidden agendas even though we have lost track for the most part on that aspect which the judgmental mind might declare the crazy persons to serve as the scapegoat and primary cause for some degree of the suffering inflicted Here… so too many pieces coincide with one another that some most certainly decide it fated or perhaps destined be the better term, but the feelings i get in this presupposed land of “giants” pushes a contradictory notion that the internal mystery is solved, that you need only follow a specific set of ordeals in order to reach heaven’s gateways… the unbounded cloud highway awaits you a voice reverberates from somewhere within your head, and it sounds clear and ready to take the control desired to replace that responsibility weighing with stress upon the receiver of the projected images or visions making the subtle bodies shift and reassume the tasks of change that have to occur out to constitute this degree of reality we think we know what we see, the voices a varying perceptions speaking out against the grain of one lone resounding pulse as though peals from a grand bell off in the distance imperceptible through mortal eyes and ears… this is what is so distracting and frustrating all at the same time while living, and this is the challenge set like a trap with expectation of accomplishment, we hear one story from a traditional background that reveals depth at the same time there are other stories purposely suppressed to allow more insidious means to shine through as the wisdom of control… the world egg can warp and crack, but we are still in need of satisfactory answer, the analytical brain tells us through the subconscious channels in our mind’s eyes peering into darkness…

Thanks, khet.