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this Pandemonium…

detailing our overarching demonic lust for power takes time and effort to shatter the stereotypes that have developed over past ages, but thoughts digress and erode if not actively sought out to create real things that in turn emote or digest the environment, sorting and expelling it underneath the layers of a final solution which evades actual human awareness as yet… all it takes is a true yearning for something other than what is now the substantive truth mistaken as an absolute version that which is truly some perversion evoked from the presence of opposing forces in the same switch of sides that walks the fine line between passion and playful revelry, of violence and vileness compressed into a being by an intense magnitude of forced attitude tempered by those outside functions of rabid opposition to our own side of the struggling situation that has culminated in this viral-sized sharing process consuming us instead of the reverse as though it were some digital conflagration by information alone starkly contrasted against this human shape throughout decades as both our skin and our patience wear thinner than the clothing we change or throw away while the rapid filth explosion rolls our way under power of its own cruel momentum triggered by the affluent wasted time spent volleying gossips across the distance at feared friends and complacent enemies who are but liars in wait for the next person to overthrow with a shovel the reigns of a progressed coordination of governing through manipulation, chopping at the bit and bridle that has harnessed us into place Here with the rest of the wretched souls who reach out toward barren plateaus themselves without realizing what is truly in the out there anticipating the heated death strike perhaps like the paranoid flinch we all get once we are certain of something offensive coming our direction… the suspects of a suspended animation exploration whose virtue is under question and endures a scrutiny perilous in its application once the quest has begun to elaborate itself while the participant crawls the given path of choices to weigh out desire in comparison with an achievement-driven disguise harrowing the wearer using the blanket expression to assuage the social combative contact that seems almost inevitable by some points of view, those who may have the capacity to know even though they happen to choose for some personal reasoning flawed or otherwise we still have to face whatever it is they do to our collective consciousness with with equal amounts of energy as force as much as we have to rely upon ourselves to motivate each other to make abetter world out of what we have left and the people there to whose powerful potential we cannot excuse or dismiss pushing the goals of an ulterior agenda on most days when we could have been more compassionate for our time Here when it is that we appear to have the most space for concern when it is beyond our views of immediate attention there now, but there are valid points to constraining one’s idea of purchase narrowed down along a particular set or series of experiential events that imprint or somehow gains a foothold where previously was none if ideas can be considered like climbing a great mountain of information sprawling as far as one can metaphorically see once reaching the plateau which was the destination from so far below at the beginning of this traumatic journey that it might literally take the breath from our mouths and the words from our minds as we lose ourselves in those drifts of quantitative data and the raw innumerable pieces of the trivial puzzle represented by human interactivity… what do we find Here?…

thanks, khet.