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…dense conditional Kalopsia resides within us…

…optimal delusion coinciding in tandem with optical illusion elaborately woven throughout the strands of timESPace with each civilization previous to this contributing their share of the burden we live with now interpreted as music becomes mind rape for future generations instilled with unresolved emotional problems and mental issues from the past uncountable questions meeting us plots of meaning that plod along fragmented by alternating persons whose mere presence on some levels makes change occur replacing random thoughts with dying songs improvised nature in constituting necessary re-emission of the missionary positions curiosity searching forward while distrusting in the motives of others, terror flaring on the eyes whom sees anyone seized by the seas of disease that has swept us swiftly into its embrace of embarrassment harnessing that deviant energy psychically wounded and crawling for safety dressed as an upright citizen navigating with every breath through the narrowest of concepts out of context too often for others to truly notice your struggle as deeply demented by the dimensions we drift in and out of as the cosmic pulse resonating upon various intersections as much defined interactions as though shifting tectonic plates whose further friction creates pockets of disharmony accumulating into desolate rifts, where finagling the laws of exception are more difficult to acquire as adhere once something introduces compromising situations suddenly denting our fragile egos in the process set up to rebuild after we breakdown hoping it does not become one of the disturbing cycles to permanently mistake ourselves rendering our thoughts and feelings as worthless for value is the unique piece to each one none left out though elusive these traits are should not ever stop us from questing to find the answers would that those attentions rejuvenate our withering souls without the accompanying hopelessness seeming to lurk pressuring human conditions… submissions of the week repeated into deadening routines dulling one desensitized by some of the harshest winds ever to carve and erode our character acting functional for all intents and purposes exposed Here conflicting with what is wished stay obscured evasive of the penetrating probes trying to dig in and feed off acquired personal acquiescence to move through this perception-based localized universe of the self attempting to interact with others even if there happens to be paywalls involved as every digital collection becomes condemned subscription bias denying everyone amidst this physical world mandatory participation for the wired new critical future, steam piano of life to which we are chained and dancing idiot monkeys every time our favorite song plays our way under the right conditioning of set and setting recycled settling for nothing becomes incongruent with how every one else is seeing current reality in series of warp flow and weft weaving unspeakable angels and demons and their avatars into existence seeking their fortunes much as we felled from imperceptible aliens to these humanoid forms grasping at straw men faulty arguments towering opinions of toxic phallic symbol inasmuch whose machismo fades quickly space-time continuum funereal blues when intrusive at worst, resistance is fuel for the starving systems in place the entropy of random variables Here information theory attempting encapsulation of terms and services conditional mood wandering scarred by the questions without solutions the average level of uncertainty machines of loving grace upon battlefields already domesticated now manipulated for their topical resources typical conflicts that enslave us undermines shared spaces where we sit typing away necessary data entry withering in front of screens fraught restless and struggling against distractions nervously harshing our mellow by rearing its ugly head that is our commercial commodity to afford housing and food survival game checkmate…

thanks, khet_:/