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…out of ordeals to reKaputilism…

…tainted toxic impression impersonating human made to mock social awareness while also exploiting its artificial abilities Here washing away things that do not feed these all-go-riddim streams its supply and demand diet of extremely obsess craved information carving through personal data as though only the encoded binary in numbers and letters of computing languages we know now achieving aspects until recently stuck as dreams revealed to manifest later on beyond the psyches keyed to certain vibrations and frequencies as compels us singly and as groups to discover more than we think we know though somehow become lost inspired values conflicting, along practical compromising concerns taking material shape caged eggs hatching schemes distinctively by terms serving no one except the one playing at master of people to which there are none as the testing is rugged more than rigged by those being ground up in the gears of this anarchy that we allow sacrificed to the grind by chewing as nature digests us in series of systems and its ornery machinery intending us to be relieved at the end of our station trained in life channeling energy through portals as porous receptacles our death transferring current senses beyond this flesh in present tenses flashes of insight as much preemptive witness moving separate from what we got used to the usual reality defining perspective into layers as old as this detritus underneath our feet smashed into retaining its present aspects of growth going from unspoiled earth alone in quiet nature as vast space shrinks ever more precariously indulging the more selfish aspects of ourselves Here quisling interests pushing preemptive betrayal forward factions confrontational anarchy fish swimming a pace out through this wholly sea voyage fighting the current mainstream distressed affectations recalling affections only perceived to be real because those sequences are not… jettisoned from our conscious participation in these cycles of inconsistent twist even when results are the same varies as directed in many obligatory connections through the continuum of other people Here as validly trapped or contained as ourselves framed as character and experience wear upon our collective soul spread way too thin that it only appears as the mist in mystery if and when it does and can become something more than the mere holograms we are perceiving now though not always in alignment within others just as strong because our personal arc light navigates us beyond our own predations, fearfully spouting nonsense when we wish to believe hardest in anything mythic where if nothing is guaranteed this blood is pumping with orinco flow ranging beyond feeling false flags rising subtle diagonals to full tilt waves right before our eyes once despoiled we feel an imperative to be serious in justifying our existential aspects required to fulfill duties quietly as in society each one must carry the greater load of all who roam and inhabit whatever this place can be called home for those comfortable enough to dismiss universal pressures we all must contain wanting to survive within our hearts, pestilence proven in the pudding time and again leaving sets of consequences behind us as series of traps and tricks for the next unwitting participant left to their own devices lonely at best pillaging what sense we have been projected lost in space chasing our tales through the never empty vast reaches of this timESPace tethering us yet beckons us toward unfathomable realms of the imagination sometimes mimicking what it means to be human set and setting siphoning value from the few moments we get to remember consecutively if consistently enough to access further experiences of healthy community and participation…

thanks, khet_:/