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walking contra-coding dictionary quite contrary not the most bestial beast in the who’s zoo of guinea pig blues put out profanity like a vanity of flames conflagrating as much congregating while stalking and tailing the families of the elite few knowing nothing but trivial skeleton keys able to unlock greater knowledge than what exists in these invalid dominions wasting their ways to make due urgent clues that follow a mystery or two toward misery or perhaps abuse of common sense laboriously confused as arguments for or against those in whom make up the actual majority of a consensus reality generating holograms left as markers on a live-action map of the Now Here where we witness that all variables get their time in the sun with as much of the sum of parts unknown as they can find themselves truly capable of picking up as civilization goes along casually-conceiving of solutions to problems unseen until the old future comes back again to lose us in the dirt of the cesspool for all those swimming and spawning needful thingys that look human but act like children still no matter what the agency of experience informs them is a right way to choose before falling off the mortal coil of ouroboros’ path through cosmologically-interpreted news of the latest bends and forks in the roads that scholars propose pose no immediate threat to us yet, but it is only them that has no fear no courage in speaking or positing these few occurrences considered objective and empirical proofs of these coveted dimensions thought a perverted kind of crazy after the fact of shaman and witch doctor and magical feuds in a realm of constant psycho=drama psychosis forming structures of disorder ordained by latter-day gods and saints as worthy of humanity suffering to be Here through mind-bending-to-breaking cycles of noise and frustration we need on our individual basis for greatness because of our godly omnivorousness left shit caked on our shoes and boots that we are shifting between tired and exhilarated alternately wanting control and the lack thereof as it spits screams and vomits in our faces the spatial awareness that we know not what we do until have done it waking up as mourning next what lies beside us on our deathbed uninvited we think though regret the truth of the tandem perspectives of honesty futile as feudal from the serfing gremlins kept hostage by the grim outlook these machine-like mechanisms of living things assume are pacifying specifics that do not materialize certainty but difference of opinion instead as the avalanche of abstracts rolling down the mountainous wastelands as we parasitically make it so, no reason but logic tries to telling each of us as the scolding parent or teacher that ewe’re not worth it with weapons meant as slowest kill tactics from magically-heightened tacticians moving unseen through the desert of the real regardless of the amount of sleep we use to relieve our time waiting in excitement sapping our energy into a slurring pitch of tones and notes that some of us attempt transcribing from their heads the kind of which compared to my own tardisms turning me into feces so i can join without any real choice in that situation gone at times from bad to hearse can we really be this naive?… with all the details we track and digest, i happen to think so, but intent can pass the novel miracles beyond the shroud that veils us as the curtained entrance to the abattoir in whose temples are those of the righteous slaughter too scared to cry out against this process of grinding and chopping in screwing angelic creatures of death-bringing us mere inches from the pendulous blades that move as guillotine traps trying to catch all the unwise and ignorant off-guard to feed the next generations well-dead secrets to be rediscovered from these depths of the human psyche tapped into the current lines of energy as universal communication system collapsing and compacting the edible memories compounded from which we are to spew forth from again after the fact of our debt to a society that wishes to assimilate nature to become the only authority one can choose even though no one can be…

Thanks, khet.