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…pantomime expressions of Obscenity…

…sorting through what becomes of us after these false imperatives diverge groups of people forcing us to adapt around each corner as there are many to cross ourselves in this maze of amazement amused and acquiring confusion as much frustration how it all coalesces Here morose flesh wrapped around skeletal remains corrosive collaborations dominating authority while few of us have the actual courage to fight an ambiguous oppressor using all the tricks to assume control swaying populations bankrupt before rapturous belief and doomsday prepping coordinate to create the dystopia we live through now suicidal cursing when no blessings seem apparent, disintegrating illusions cast out out by self-fabricating system of myths used to operate within this social conundrum beating our heads into madness if to the official narratives we don’t comply cruel would they not be so toward the people whom subscribe to them counting advantage hatched before counting upon anyone else who can save you terrorized into all fronts beyond what craven darkness held within until we meet again conflicted by the distinction that we have helped in those corruptions of youth now called into question because of the grimy gritty realism applied forcing us to open our eyes wide, scenes of the objectified becoming unreal representation sacrificial lambs manipulated toward slaughter seen as becoming personally poisonous concurrent offense to officious reality offending others in the wake of boundaries being crossed through misunderstanding and otherwise forms of miscommunication competing with headspace for memory and function curiosity forcing us forward having to see having to know these minds as labyrinthine matter of opinion to designate illness or disorder through analysis alone sometimes foregoing the actual work it takes to understand how reality diverges so completely only social criticizing without fundamental solutions Here waiting for anyone else to take up the slack… defiantly having to come to terms with the terminal velocity of what horrible mortality inflicts itself upon us in its unyielding pressure both collectively and as individuals trapped by our own biology making up time for experience to make our lives worth some point or purpose as we cannot merely be animals effectively reverting prehistorically into medieval misogynist mindsets siphoned back to the future to further defer the progress already done and yet to be made breaking chains and taking names in retaliation for all those games played at personal expense trying to find some means to survive outside pressures, fundamentals of society built off performance anxiety feel it sunder your guts with wonder output the frequency of mad maximum diesel dystopia riding the planes of ignition pass through the demonic gauntlet as being depicted by the hermit card solo trying to find an adequate space to commit high magic ritual beyond those below us defining forms malleable play-doh formats our willingness to play fictile versions of ourselves decrypting into plain text what we wish to see happen couched within terms that matter less and less with populous segments staying illiterate yet remain defining ourselves by moving the future forward, onward toward what we ask requiring clarification through our questions as above so below reflecting the fractious phases we go through separate yet collected Here together hall of mirror versions manipulating inside our own heads of what could have been divisive contradictory analysis assisting only those with agendas trying to magnify fear through their lenses twisted threshold bleak looking glass attempting to resolve personal mysteries whose concentrated curiosity becomes intrusive behavior tracking down primal suspects exercising tension by extended actions conflicting with the general assumptions taken for granted by invested interest refined to exclusive infestations of others’ wealth and security…

thanks, khet_:/