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Lip smack

sometimes the title comes before the script when manipulating these things that fit circumstances not altogether totally unreal though the essence of it might seem very surreal as dreams and death meet Here where the jagged magpie thievery becomes a standard practice as the bad guys assimilate into a larger system without much trouble even as accidents and chance do occur to present other options for all those with their senses open to perceive and be receptive to, with the temperaments of the others on a wire-thin balancing act to support these vague meanings we casually toss around like fads and trends rotating indifferent yet synchronous of the times as they shift tumbling swift smooth surfaces into a concrete of precious virtue correspondent to material those idealized traits like gold and diamonds enacting as movement of commodities and oddities tied together by loose layers of meaning and supposed ways to promote a good and healthy spirituality, but what is not always there is a kind of spirituality that religious orders produce which is far more heinous to be presumed as sacred or even put in a supposed greatness as when benefits pour through onto those prized for their downtrodden appeal the flock seeks when desire requires some new scapegoat to scrape and demote against those lesser grains of fictions as myths as opinions optioning as destiny meant for all of those real cowards and craven scum of the earth as unwilling to hear as that aspect of respect in listening and compromise that our larval states of development does not admit to experience as existentially relevant… everyone has been and will be taking things as granted as in biased a series of subjective ideals in this common sense state of mythic proportions that is very rarely so common amongst all of these aspects when most dissatisfied snakes trying a writhing circulation to speak their hate-filled rhetoric derived and decided by others whose oddest whimsy they follow waiting like lap dogs for the adaptation to a situation like this requires fealty to the ones who in believing they are in charge isolates and separates these persons from the rest, and all good people are asleep and dreaming because there is no concern among rotating and mowing the fallen to aid and abet the dreamers and their quests find resolution amidst the temperamental temporal shifting and provoking the linear motion to capture memories that never do die but become recycled concepts advancing a little more each time as renewal begins, again rising to those surface pockets that give one anonymity while being able to observe from afar as vantage point that does not vanish into the horizon line making politeness worthless under the inadequate conditions that breed darkness in us the germs and discomfort that control tries to restore through archaic means that do nothing but save face in the long play of life as a record to take note of the energy and followthrough while the terror at confrontation eats at our consciousness and creates dramatics shifting all people places and things over the course of these unfathomable and ineffable times and events in which we live caught in a crossfire mostly made of words…

Thanks, khet.