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…a greed in content, Oh-my…

…dissecting intent one comes to conclusions about what the self means personally whether that remains hidden from others is difficult to say out loud because it feels like something one is not supposed to speak outside of the local universe of the mind and body Here symptoms of the human being jinxing their chances not knowing if one is invoking or evoking through words some counterspells lingering around feeling the fallout when this shit hits the fan feces dance sputtering splattering and clouding the field of vision dense with declension spoken in jest a festive gesture about excrement Here, fecal matter found on our money no matter how laundered it gets treated we cannot disspell rumors of the coming fascist clench making us anxious nervous and paranoid at best leaning toward psychopathic becoming unstable and dangerous at the worst end of issue spectrum with mental illness rather impious when it comes retaining fitness goals staving away at dementia which could be a way of seeing beyond these three dimensions that limit most people in attaining rituals of personal order scandalized into a multitude of disorders running the difficult gamut of description made even more impervious with the technical bureaucracy, undermining qualities that require support to flourish diminishing the wrong ones too often in all-or-nothing approaches that damage the host systems in place for a reason one could logically Here suppose in questions of morals ethics and codes upheld by geriatric institutions of members whose bias and bigotry allows only for small percentages to achieve success depending upon how genuine the guardians are in keeping relevant candidates competently completing the challenges put forth to everyone whom is wiling to sacrifice some vital aspect of themselves or their species to suck seed straight from that god corpse floating off in space… write edit publish what line isn’t good enough to stay in if given the loving time and attention showing devotion to an unwieldy product truly calibrated by the energy absorbed into it let loose into strange worlds of potential interpretation critical in affecting ideas as crops to harvest are yielded once the time comes and perhaps wrong is perceived as less wicked and interdependently incorporates into whatever the further process of this humanity is Here finding small strands of absolutes not truth conjoined loose to thread together healing the cosmic tapestry that created us and our little worldviews to move, data in jigsaw patterns of puzzle confusing sets of exclusive content from genuine reality closed captured for the hero impaired where villainy is rife in this berg becoming burger devoured by masses of hungry denizens ready to lay eggs en masse so rapacious in this natural order forcing others out of the way top breaking the other over under doesn’t matter when the stakes are so high like kites flying us beyond lies hopefully soaring to material proof when journey is done and energies repackaged again for those next riding consciousness around resembling slightly deranged versions of you and me, Here uncertain of where that will be inside peeling back visceral layers the experience thus embeds in our fleshes like reflex memories from scarification rituals meant for humans to practice until makes better in rites accessing not perfecting spiritual freedom as opposed to the walking corpses we inhabit for a time while able to speak and making some sense of what you might call living doll or mannequin features of stillness or silence does not allow for jest in this serious atmosphere dense with everyone being they who knows best or better enough to make fun any of those least concerned…

thanks, khet_:/