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method to the mad noose.

is there grace to partake of Here?… the indiscriminate thrashings in a dying age of a youthless abandon… procreate matters of reciprocation to understand the whole of inane humanity that lies before and after me… song styling of a lecherous nature to deform and define the changes where the changes occur… the length and the breadth of inspiration is the gratuitous function of the fucked mind, and a state of being that purifies sources that draw us nearer to an end result is and can be considered blasphemy at those times when cruel social doctrines and preconceived notions of truth are not fully enforced… the roles we play, like actors through this struggle, are what make conformity so easy to indulge in… if we pay no attention to the ways society enforces us to be, then penalties of an imaginary nature are accrued until such a time that enforcement can be played out to the fullest extent of their laws, but therein lies the trickery affecting us all… there is no need for all the constraints in a subjective world of freedom, but controls will always try to make us believe otherwise… believe, and feel the noose get tighter as you misstep… behave, and see your innocence destroyed under the weight of responsible nuisance as the load grows heavier… freedom is intrinsic in feeling free, to move and to breathe when stifled by others’ constraints upon you, and Here is where change is necessary to make the right things happen…

Thanks, khet.