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…gerundial Nouns enunciating radical annulment…

…grammatical expectation chopping away folk wisdom instinct distinctly collaborating with the human condition Here storied particles peculiar build structures we take for granted much with words so ancient yet so new curing views while curating them configuring terms that apply are tasked so serious as to be off-putting seemingly untouchable from the distance of our screens muted mutant clairvoyance distracted by glowing radiance carrying our stories to us in this modern enchantment feeling it forsake us by pertinent betrayal of trust from sources we thought of as incorruptible though proof has shown over time this changes so dramatically rather drastically, shambles moving through rooms leaving trails of dust not every place as up to date as we want it to be though wishing cannot save us from anxious skepticism almost palpable inasmuch our hearts try beating out of our chests parting seas with fortunes crippling fear of not being good enough taken to another level stuck inside of oneself thinking these doubts that crop up screaming into unseen ears hearing voices that taunt and complain so readily it hurts as it clears out through understanding newer aspects to the same picaresque road we are all stranded upon whether by cowardice, or trying to extract courage from personal frailty becoming far too apparent to gloss over without some kind of thoughtful backlash Here squealing reckless long pigs are in charge with hideous faces outright exposed though always playing distraction demonic resolving of conflicted instincts struggling to survive while serving the hive that fostered you gleaming the pube as maturity looms ever closer in an ugly world mutations made readily apparent as creatures starting innocent enough but descends into brutal lust shaped by the traumas to come before we even arrived condensing as flesh in the physical aspects that tear us apart… from the inside it would appear as suffering through forces as they shape us then carving intriguing shapes into our minds on which we ride because its hard difficulty makes the reward sweeter or at least that is how we have been convinced this has adequate credit to move conceptual mountains sporadically attacking idealized radical suppositions externally curses us it can foolishly seem when the words utterly fail us creating rippling worlds of grief in the process conflict is stirred when negative passions ignite actions into crimes dashing all hopes in moments notice blink of the eye becomes sudden impact, shown how to generate cruelty as substitute for fuels to survive only used in triggering emotions and feelings causing chaos collapsing people in your will to power through static shafts of guilt and shame weighed against us pressing as if to squeeze something excessively neutral yet essential to continuing perpetrations of brutality in subjective slices at reality until one has cut away enough baggage to succeed where only failure dominates perpetuating this feral cosmic engine grind sorting us through as cognizant cogs gears and widgets in the system somewhere though lacking the real efficiency required penetrates and permeates this filter, with loss and losing predominant concepts when debt is the new alive ensorcelling civilization deprived of humanity turned depraved in literal heartbeats of time Here before instants become like concrete holding us in place for the rest of our perception of time while camouflaged by our own survival needs coming first and distracting whatever other ideas might be inside clawing to get out intangible vibrations when monsters of many names collude with mutants of many parts thusly to conjoin our society in flesh fused to get it sticky and wet as with summer heat and dry waves heaving forward reveal…

thanks, khet_:/