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the great combinations of life having lived together for so long now finally having exchanged roles functionally idle trying to define all resistance so easily and as too quickly that it is sometimes a last thing whether rights or relics are left for a few moments longer depending how we react as a real life human being unlike still life as lived lessons in lives like ours will be found to become once cretinous culpability has collapsed into that wasted second ‘blissphamy’ from the start as the battles yet won echo resonant features under the skin as baggage engaged, the words contort shapes in the mind convincing in sides of us if we do not watch our steps in those first plunges may be a doozy uncalculated for in any kind of worse case scenario analysis assisted by those most appropriate lab technicians artistically not credited for correct proofs appropriated by the goofs who by proxy “moron-own” all of the company one can carry on their backs until the slacks have worn thin pushing out those bloody scabs as they rip or tear apart the functional hearts derived from the good times perhaps never knowing until art facts collected all their own to be described in the cold statement as a glow from any monitor is not necessarily warm to the touch, or are we the computers coveted as benefit so befitting gory human glories coalesced in this condition processed by an empty provision decided and stationed in the crypt of the skull where dense electrodes gather homegrown organic rip from the vane whether this or that strain as romance as a drug all its own depravity cast away as obscenity with no sensitivity to be revealed at first disbursed for later a witness to the ghosts of progress… so much as the poets cannot stress enough that tension retained needed counsel on all fronts to aid the blast wrought abstinent meant as temperance to total this totality and wipe the totems off native lips that feast negative grip upon bones of fallen warriors winsome remains of the days cultivated to become as cuisine for some unconscious actions they too commit a crime rhymed as affront to the rhythms mess aging nursery myth coded to keep natural secrets away from mere cursory glances an uncracked egg of worlds held by a modern atlas shouldering the boulder of burden as mapmaker taking root in the territory are retained patterns of a mental acuity that even the numerical minded find difficult to distract from this puzzling graph as overt diagram, formal high in dire service my fractional humanity as i saw dasein as it opened up my mind because life is responsibility and to a master of any resort one must forego those critical novel realizations that cannot or will not to fit the page seen as too many eyes might canonize or lionize the lies those of fundamental issues though listing off all the offenses does not make cohesive this physical tissue we are hereby sent at with a swagger of the self-righteous tale to tell once i escape from this plane hopefully with a parachute fully hatched and ready to bust loose free of the carcass melting down fiery funeral candle lit long ago by a trick sleight of handiness in this lazy ablyss stalking joy for a hell from it to extract the most i can get for my money as advanced as this age i would have thought government’s powers by and of the people had granted everyone buy Now a policy of insured safety freedom of choice that remains constant allows any of us to refuse, but much as a mafia offer that can’t be thrown away too hastily without some protocol of intervention locking steps on the pathway to understand oneself and one’s own environment and thus can become a conduit between these seemingly disparate things as the further focused a person might narrowly seal their hermeneutic bubble that shines and shields each of us and in that aura we deflect most oppositional particulates by way our autonomic integrity enmeshing with this aspect in all the others creating a scathing circumference which is scouring the earth as hidden Western taker culture acting as catalyst moving a consistent wave of actions closer…

Thanks, khet.