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‘a dead reality in the now-toxic thing that resembles a media-soaked blip on the screen, to describe just how far we have pushed the limits would take many hours to give and receive accurately among us and everyone we know surely testing the limits of our knowledge absorption because no matter the amount of connection between you and i there is an area where our minds will not meet on various topics… these places are where our differences lurk waiting to expose gaps in our unity with each other through ideas that make us wish to pull away…’
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‘with enough cults to choke a donkey even if you are active in animal rights i will not apologize for something said in jest to merely segue things along to another point in this one-sided version of reality Here where i hold your attention captive… we have turned a corner, you and i, in this real time relationship in words… you read because perhaps you are looking for answers that at first i do not think i have even though you may have observed otherwise, but this does not mean that i am completely oblivious to what you can see are fragments of my personality while moving about in the lands of the living, i observe and edit as i write this dung from which meaning may be derived…’
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‘to push the limits of human endurance as that dance of the perpetual rhythm always at work just under the skin, what humanity is could perhaps be described as a non-prophet not-for-profit group of people that are Here now in the real world trying to affect change for the positive which strong contingents of competitive forces have been progressively warping ever since a profit could be turned to the benefit of the corporate structure best, and under the nose of any one official who could help as with the proverbial movement of the mountains that is necessary to tackle before change becomes legislature that is accepted fairly universally… we have gotten too used to a society of incomplete ideas and random manipulations…’
out of Context;
‘early concepts of adaptation as well as introduction to the collective idea of imagination so prolific in that inert consciousness below the psyche which encompasses the metaphysical unknowns of death and rebirth as our spirits remake this universe constantly with visions from the intriguingly infinite number of whole other plateaus and milieus where things are always differing to some degree out of phase with the rest of reality as we know it, but Here we have a “lord” disguised as imagery in the form of Uncle Sam whose presence has been deceptively simple to relate to others…’
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‘the screaming dead locked into debate over this or that thing requiring an honorable mention somewhere among all those blank thoughts floating down on the congress floor as debate moves from one house to the other and back again to achieve some majority rulership choosing some appropriate form of leader the phallible martyr for the aMerikan dream… the engineered antagonistic gravity summons the spirit to materialize its reality into quantified matter and solidity in this dark cradle merging of the physical and mechanical force removed of emotional process, taken back to an extremity of order…’
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‘out of the ideas of family and tradition as we have spawned monsters in order to create gods in our twisted visage where we now perhaps place the celebrity whose status rides upon the easy whims of an all-too fickle populace, but spinning out of control has been all the rage since humanity has needed to purge the containment we inflict upon each other like tags and collars to keep the satisfied mind out of place in this reality as mandated by the state in secretive meetings that few were ever apart of even as many aware of the proceedings each time the debates were made and finished without one acceptable representative of the actual system… we only witness publicly the few that chanced to make it through mostly because of a privileged beginning with money…’
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‘the Man that tries to control his own destiny perhaps tries to dam up the river that needs to flow as the better metaphor to give when all else seems fake… the strange deprivation of time and space that dissociation from local area gives you after the intoxication wears through enough to allow clarity of vision in the age of gruesome decisions made by real versions of evil that take the game of life too far to be understood through their cruel eye for pain and oblivion made flesh, where these trained dogs render the wounds upon the human as stain to be somehow seriously addressed by a system that cannot handle itself as it proposed it could back when there were actual patriots and not simply some act or provision…’
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‘leaders arose because people were easily fooled into being lead by charming soldiers perhaps with nothing other than some thoughts of glory in their heads, but the schemes became more complicated as more interests came into the picture varying the full perspective by many leaps beyond pure functionality as cold and precise measures of wealth became that weight most able to bend around the balance one awful direction over the other as the bi-partisan system reckless and debauched were born… we see men, women and children often without thinking about agendas, or of what influence this interaction is going to have on my life even as we mature to find out how different it is than from what it appears to be…’
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‘a minimum wage to keep the fat cats floating high on their ideas of untouchable glory as they fail to realize that the labor force has become a tougher grouping than one could ever just slip further away from without any notice from an angry juxtaposition of human forces becoming real enough to damage the current of sedative consensus at work within corrosive conformity begging for a corrosion to conformity in this example, today we meet the barriers facing that full frontal direction to bear the brunt of the inescapable destiny condensing right before our very eyes awake as the scenery finally begins to change revealing an acceptable forum for leadership and plain-spoken community adapted to this crazy insecurity jerking around the regular people like you or me into place by our unquantified potential…’
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‘diabolical individuals making myths cheaper by the dozen as humanity begins to harass cross the line of mediocrity hidden inside skin too thickened by years of wasted hatred for oneself and others by will of the systemic infection that trains us to be just as much like itself, and it is this parasite that most of us remain for the adulthood after teenage years motivated by dread of the on-coming future needs and wants as yet unrealized through the obtuse head that slowly puts together experiences with memory into action which inevitably lead to more experiences like a looping pattern similar to a synthesized beat pounding repetitive and fast perhaps in the primal bedrock of the dance floor… where millions of thousands of years and people have dared to speak with their frame instead of their words…’