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persistent organic pollutants in culture…

tools to substitute tricks for the purposes of trade as solid as the stick to wield when no one is around to see these young fools at work abusing the terms of service to agree with each other in this corporate saga gone extravagant and gaga at the calamity harvested at our feet as plants and people soon are withering and dying away to cater to the next insignificant squirming worm rising to a surface spuddle area where we all gather and share our obsessions and the experiences in the time we have been an individual person separate for only the precious moments invisible to the rest of us Here, taking on a weight from the others shouldered for the sake to lift another to a higher status quoted as being the top of the heap to reap what one has sewn into the fabric of reality whose gimmicks are as quick and extreme in the hindsight as the breezy daydreams of the foresight as a gift to see the symbols utilized by a future that appears to reinforce that hazy past behind us while the sleepers ever keep sleeping in moments swept together in the ethers Here, and our bodies house these substances that shift the sands of time even if we never had an hourglass figure or the diagram as vessel with which to work through variable patiences that sometimes condemn our conscious focus to atrophy in this competition for developed continuity subduing a glacial progress forward into the unknown while acquiring unique skills and technology to light the way through darker waters still set adrift in the great see of a Mankind left… the bubbles born of blowing dust into the wind as though miraculous incarnation never to be torn apart by a stray shadow as it falls over us all like some cloud of vile exponent leading us to try deducing how it is these moves are about to come down to reign with toxic regality siphoning resources from all corners of this planet from which our new corporate lords and masters are drawn out as managers for the people they hate most, this society houses both the morons and thieves who deem themselves worthy of commanding our attentions even though it is bought and sold with the same legalese used to hire lawyers to ferret out loopholes through this law-based time and space confusing control and the humans that pull from the heart for more than just a vague placation giving us vacations and sick days when we were really tired of this system fighting us tooth and nail, but still feel obligated to serve these hoodlums who see glory in their thoughtless orientation taking the world to task by their viciously biased standards set to kill those unawakened to carve and grind like the new cattle and sacred chaos changed into sausage and trained to accept this as the way life just is whether we like it or not indivisible as truth consumes from a vantage point told where no one can visit seeing this exquisite social corpse anticipating to be residing in the deathless hallows ween off the joy and misery in equal doses the blood turns to oil back to water…

Thanks, khet.