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…state of the Narf…

…numb to the content as the context instills a rapid acceptance of value meant to be absorbed not swallowed as a catalyst converting the soul essence from soup into soap in a jiff admitting we become the dopes on a rope left to swing for our crimes even if they are false idols and we are sacrificed to them in ignorant bliss odds stacked against the artifice of time undermining confidence there is a payoff in this game rewarding those who follow the law of exception instead of the general law like some goosestepping nazi going nowhere faster than hate, fears coming to going once getting to the surface feeling the context overwhelming to uncertain degrees to tolerate obsessive compulsion dictating oneself and behavior as regulators exactly as the horror novel wrote them metaphorical not literal biological imperatives triggered autonomic with upgraded automatic precision converting the sense into sensibilities that render a critical edge cutting through the bullshit when applied accurately when appropriate to the situation or else everything perceived is true becomes questionable approximate to the intimacy one feels being foolish while attempted seriousness stains the err compelling vulgar argument out of those feeling any tensions break out further, beyond where eyes can see into as many sharp shards as there are perceptive persons able to devise some plausible frequency to tune focus onto distracted stealing reception from other attempts at ending up on the same page conversationally speaking utilizing metaphors and referencing culture in all its tangential realities tearing the world soul loose of its confines beating seeming out of place with the demons that chase and torment the compassion right out Here having found that nothing is as it appears to be upon returning to the material converting energy into something other than what it was before… the same animated thing we do every day trying to overtake our world by commanding our own perceptions even though we are not robots more animals doing what they need to appearing human and blending with social nature and culture as it moves through us achieving many stylistic extensions from contorted excess joined against strained communications between multiple sources of power whether economic political or religious servile conditions are not ripe for the people to get their fruits of justice as retaliation the wave form collapses into the ruined states of tactics ransacked and flayed we digress ashamed, as violence was narf the answer Here while murder was the case that they shamed me with because we were caught guilty red-handed with some planted evidence for measuring disrespect next time perpetrators need to protect themselves they will not hesitate to inflict damage against those who would dare to test those boundaries so casually loses their footing and perhaps their life depending upon what related parties apprehensively though credibly accused of the offense choosing as monsters we are becoming something that doesn’t rely upon humanity or analysis to survive commercial industrial warfare causing martial law to conceivably replace government, and Here we will be left to clean up this world newly cast messed up by snowing ashes as fallout for winter seasons relieved of their command as this time a man-made ice age starts the roulette momentum splendid as it is a cold tsunami resetting everything into a still life once the dust settles and opposition quiets down opponent removed from the bored playing games with lives that will not tolerate any longer the fake esteem or patronizing gestures that reinforce displeasure instead of the accepted amounts of manipulation and social distortion that tries shadowing our steps from ages behind us…

thanks, khet_:/