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…a Negative fancy…

…dreadful fantasies gathering momentum through the ether crowning kings and villains with powerful magic tricks culled from a herd of unfathomable essentials Here known since time immemorial that drives our civilization forward somehow with some secular wisdom intact for tactical conquests of the heart and mind questioning that power with weakening gestures of appeasement gone the way of an unsavory criminal who counterfeits the ammunition to fire off believable rounds of exceptional flimflam like bullets into the crowds selling short the needs of the many for the gimmicks of handfuls of companies bought and sold by the management killing us, softly into that viciousness we attempt to survive enough to extract comfort during wartime thrilling us to death sometimes in tantrums of vibrant consequence that no one is safe Here except for the ones perhaps who let the beast loose through the streets eclipsing any latest distractions sent moving and distorting systems launching a series of fail safe foolproof soft influence that takes the more hardcore versions of us and compels them to intrude upon certain failure if they cannot correct to the “right” way as being approved by mechanical wisdom caught ghost in the cuisine digested in gears grinding, relentless through the bits and bytes layered in code and alive with electricity wicking the candle flame digital giving off light from a vast spectrum of bandwidths and wavelengths crossing over with one another creating patterns some people worship while others plague humanity with various energies at flux commands cosmic happenstance as much as any remedy to the pain and suffering masked as sanity superficial structures erected from nothing important rising higher than necessary to touch a totemic sight from gods just above regarding a conceptual heaven where even the worst of us goes without question because of unifying concepts… sealing us all in a bubble large enough that one can relate comparison and contrast as tomb womb or even a sculpture evoked from scripture to erect the correct as an idol to worship we all must somehow conform or die in its presence as the essence enters into cleaning us in our dirty work filled with overwhelming amounts of compromising situation extending from this end of the universal to the other centers of conscious motion through cosmic channels being tuned into us collecting and connecting the various multitudes that have existed or will exist as well as outside dimensions, phasing in and out of our worlds Here as easily as solid and fluid can become vapor and plasma under the right conditions according to the general field of science grouped into the many specialties almost as though like religious denominations that can agree to disagree over pieces of scripture going scatological as the shittier interpreters command large audiences engaging them acts derived from what many call the holy bible even when proven wrong on so many occasions Here that it could be considered ridiculous incredulous or simply too spectacular to believe leaving others traumatized by misguided actions smacking pacifists, relying on hammers and sickles doing the scandalous duties no one wants to commit to knowing that things are not always going to work in their favor being such aggressive animals behind friendly eyes and passive anger disguising flare for the evil that makes skin crawl shuddering to discover how hostile others are capable Here loyalty remains tenuous thread like tissue close to tearing loose from the rest of the gristle attached screaming nervous bursts through the pain to a larger body still alive even when severed piece by piece gore whittled to bones while gradually the suffering cries stop…

thanks, khet_:/