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likeNess monster…

the bastiched hardly retarded by surface attempts at going too real for those people longing to lose themselves on cruises larger than living itself languidly clinging to humanity coveted by harmonious discovery coaxed out of vital regions caught glimpsing radioactive urgencies flowing throughout various agents in this deserted real madness set idle in contrast to a flawed constant island in unconditional love with ever-accepting/ succumbing nihilistic intent in nullifying sounds sights and reasoning ceasing to exist once personal definition is done with the restless wandering of the human soul trying to master methods in that relative front manned by harsh consequence to civil disobedience turned terroristic protest, tested and delivered to the masses by social asses assuming on power as it means something different from you and me for what it is worth cost price and purchase pursued treasure assured of the fissure to culture the society exchanges for freedoms once the iron-clad hand enforces a biased provision seen a dozen separate ways the tedious loopholes through which we are knotting ourselves through laws deemed worthy of creating this epic tragedy razed by its bootstraps then trained to heel but not with the instructions valid enough to heal the psychic wounds left marking progress as the congress of cruel figures collude and reconfigure society as calibration with very little from an enacting of soul so to speak of though more of an abstract realism that knows somehow that emotions must be acknowledged or accurately as the defied deities and denied sectors of the human activity that must be pulled away and changed up to these certainty of standards regarding the kindness of human qualities turned abhorrent when relating to others the steps taken for granted on this stairway to having knowledge which does not glide like the escalator, but becomes slower the further vertical adding more weight by gravity to worthwhiles often times speculated about at best with the heartbeat strained to a breaking vector of damage clutching the hammering organ to calm on its fascist fashion frantic and too quick for the body to handle appropriately enough as the tight heavy breathing and wheezing for air peques out from underneath the victim of this dying light burning off what’s left of the Mankind inside of its eyes the monster we see every day teasing reflections out of our winsome memories on past events upon the aftermath of prior affected material found active once the proper measuring devices become available widely used to access the truth be it through trying to understand the unfathomable chaos that crawls all throughout this caustic consequence made real life when they try to get that “laugh-clown-laugh” response from you that what needs to be made clear is that an individual’s interpretation is one of a vile regurgitation into the face and mouth saying the equal of a “laugh-clone-laugh” perspective as the hive mind continues to connect us up to the tribal mindsets televised and linked together via the technology that knows at least as much if not more than us about ourselves and how we might have crash landed at the kind of consciousness we are at Here now… the creative realms are lost among these of practical models out of whose range of interpretation is supposedly used to illustrate and reveal the flaws inherent in the off-kilter system at work that we much like our forebears established and kept in a constant consistent perpetuity rusts and erodes on the weak points into a structure’s integrity casually stalking and with very little concern who is affected by these societal jolts that surge and quake through the conceptual concrete of this civilization creeping crawling in a maze of its own demi-urgent technology eulogizing the human trevails made exploits by the savage cunning stunts of the barbarism to defile things before an us as we know it now was set in place by a fascist yearning for stable almost predictable patterns to cut monotone of complexity into bits and bytes data to be easily absorbed by the system simply made up of us, ouroboring into humanity through the culture created introducing barriers of classification into a dialogue about the core corpse forcing all of us to control as universal body politicks and leeches ingrained into the bedazzle of this systemic infection using havoc and mayhem to redefine a century for its own ideas of interpretation and bureaucratic paralysis possessing the human condition counterbalancing that agency that manipulates our emotional centers of cognizance dancing best when bright with lightning as silver sliver lining the dark clouds floating too low as the initiative to send signals to enforce the mind police we are a part of as long as we conform to being sinister ulterior as motives moving behind the scenes as a shadow courtesy loyally royal for a handful hidden from plain view by appearing in plain sight looking like everyone else despite being one of these kinds of creatures that takes an active pleasure in distortion and misinformation, but we are not merely minions to be possessed by corporate masters insecure in their absolute powers wielded absolutely against the grain of humanity becoming the grindstone called Mankind killing for the love of killing whether there’s going to be gods in the sky or not feeling the need to sharpen people to the point of accidentally setting loose killers at large in the dark of night depending upon a natural fear reaction to inform on the situation leading to fairly-accurate assessments of the action as it continues amidst real issues abused to soon be dealt with in fashions of hip dismissal catering to the proclivities of bullies and cowards trying to set their own same forward stablity in an oceanic soul…

Thanks, khet.