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…hollow phrases in farcical holophrasis spoken with maladroit malignancy because our world is restless often reckless Here causing obstacles incidentally caustic rifts opening schismatic maladapt to what we perceive as truth baiting the general populace to act badly breaking behaviors as only in previous ages seemed okay by comparison dodging the pertinent questions for immediate distraction into the wide plethora of topics able to associate by indeterminate excess of terrible reasoning occurring worldwide as stupiditah searching for respect in people thought plague raging actively psychotic reflection in the waters of holy seize and suture without deferring to the subtext everywhere, blank canvases painted in blood and unhealthy disrespect for ethics and morals that may actually apply instead assaying into informal pogroms to participate as spin soldiers of culture wars yet to be and those already founded Here on the backs of the bruised but your god money is not one to choose dancing plague as it moves between persons of interest infecting them as much us mere feet below dumb supporting their arrival as rivals to efficient latent variable in whatever may become better social structures no we have only to survive this game of wages paid in religiously-assured destruction, craving escape from this distilled existence that rapes our human frailties in forms of tortuous scraping or flaying accepted modes to initiate sacrifice that demand increasing so likewise supply has been necessary for more of this continuum than we can singly be cognizant of especially with multiple forces involved in us staying separate from each other and nature fighting through this psychic warfare via perverted independent streaks including oligarchs and moguls whose idol status feed our idle state of misinformation negating any real hopes of getting free of these stigma that bleed us for cheap stealing our versions of happiness… contentment is almost as void afforded by the upper crust of callous ivory tower elitist worked out of the common people like pus from an infected wound though leaking psychically not of the physical even through the camouflaged symptoms of such matters taking place harvesting innocent lives as incentive to work smarter and undermine fellow human beings carcinogen retarded from those handful of centuries before and after the atomic bombs were ever dropped or released to devastate this heathen earth altered mutations crawling around in soil air and water making us long guinea pigs already entering the financial demon machinery, where it is collateral compensation now up front before compassion as hospitals twisted filled with hazardous human waste confronting different plagues hosting those corroded in attitudes of misdirected hostility victimizing personal patience as all patients in general by those masked in hospitality while crudely experimenting upon willing amounts of bodies waiting to then be cured then treated as shit when medicine lubricates this mortality industry under the surface dwelling inside our ignorance where it finds bliss through us and our missteps as humans Here in fear for our lives though always questioning what life is in relation to meaning analyzed, by implicit and explicitly alarming threats exposing us to disposable culture with microplastics in our systems fusing parts while subtly slowly binding us by disease and discomfort ceasing our worries with death as the inevitable unenviable final stroke assuaging whatever pain we acquired in Here awaiting judgment for without as within our own heads unrelenting voices condemning sources assuring us serene even when it is nothing but games until the suffering ends as we gather our thoughts that transitioning to another number phased out of timESPace only for energies to be harvested in cosmic repetition with no petition to resist…

thanks, khet_:/