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…a Moronymy of fears…

…never metalepsis that couldn’t be appreciated for what it was as things that were and shall be again are always with us in part and in whole because there is nothing except illusion or rather as prestidigitation in more fanciful terms to squeeze more of that oil out of your soul as you read me to extract meaning perhaps though not this time, little to no appreciation made clear by a novice touch to these devices used to expose and explore the mind for worth and value committed to the precision picking of pockets whether or not this includes physical change or manipulative legerdemain used in thinking that one can control you completely within this realm where domination and territorial pissings builds tension though without paying attention to causes of these conflicts diluting further any consistency in what we perceive as proof excluding no differing angles to view, diversity always a key in staving off monotony as it constantly gets confused with conformity so banality takes over of what’s left with no solutions to voice because it would appear somewhere along the lines of optimal delusion in succession of quick finger tricks designed to conduct a shadow symphony capable of misdirecting even when given a map and compass to guide that not the slightest of hands up close in the personal space we simply ask most to but cannot stay arms length away… scared to name nimble words to access a proposed metaphysical supernature like a signature which supersedes humans as masters of their own destiny intriguing some who may think that fear can be a real horror show and mind killer to many choosing to imbibe of its cesspool brew leading one to hideously spiral down beyond a golden ratio of conscious awareness and participation in these struggles pushing a past of dread aside to embrace the adventure of life, as human shapes of cosmic debris where there is no real time only dream Here as magical infusion between powers of imagination and the practice of a metaphorical warped drive forward no matter what obstacle to be found in the way of progress as pragmatic conquest attempting to topple over regimes and perceptions with a vital rearranging of all terms to fit their needs in priority over others whose presence has been solid fact taken for granted by the ones wishing to command the luxury of safety expanding thoughts to exclude the being of human only to serve whatever inner patterns reinforce the self above all else, the meta data seems grim dark to the point that all viable exits are occluded by external forces Here a shifting of contingents and variables chosen to subdue truth with fear and we should be angry at how we have been sabotaged all along down with the syndrome of turrets and watchtowers that castle us into other forms of sheltered behavior mimicking impressions of what the world might have been before these digital interwebs were discovered from a depth we could only fathom in the abstract as with all them saints sinners and the soft influence vacillating between substitutions severely lacking any qualifying traits that comes with understanding very little while touring around in a shroud of urine to affix the phony qualities with dread enough to perhaps grant weight to argue in this circus of perturbed mass debating circling around us all as a choking loop electrified to show us who is boss in order to impose into place pushing out our own personally-relevant irreverent perseverance each while waiting to take the reins of power respect and glory whole for ourselves…

thanks, khet_:/