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Poop to the nth degree.

shit for brains taken literally for granted as the malodorous feces filters out through my metaphysical mouth moving of its own volition, like a thick slug causing strain and discomfort as it slides out on mucus membranes as saturated and inflamed with the urgent choking movement made by these big umbilical pieces of cuisine art, and we have the faces of madmen made insane by the lack of a genuine awareness wanting to know the facts refined from our own unique lack of recognition.. we so easily see what is NOT the case because parts of our perspective do not want truth revealed by our own sole perceptions to be understood by us, this means that we have millions of our lives inside of us combining to make these dreams real through all the odd detailed notes recalled in ages out of time as once the moment has passed it will linger, but remains outside time to be touched only by the fingers of consciousness and memory… finding oneself out of touch without a strong memory to turn to for aid when trying to process things connecting thoughts with action and back again, all reaching into layers of the non-solidity of circuit training resistance into us that breaks away from the only living in material giving and taking that stems from master-and-slave interactions as debating with the heavy weights on their own turf, but it is Here where gods of the void spin on quixotic pinwheels of diamond brilliance shining into blindly the greedy eyes that only will to see the opportunities to exploit in the advantage of distortion on personal gain… it is this tactic that allows for greed to become surplus and stocked goods without the compassion to service some other needs before your own in this ‘killed or be killed’ world, the mock attempts at wants creating a desire to satisfy the ills of the universal mind become real and focused as more are in the open to try to receive the compassion that comes with this brand of enlightenment, and if there is more ignorance to combat than the less developed a human being is to handle the world around them with respect and responsibility toward all of us to make positive social awareness possible instead of wildly lashing out belligerently from a seat of untested mediocre potential… we can do good as easily as we can do harm to ourselves and others without a care to guide us, the movement Here is washed in a momentum that bubbles and churns just out of reach for most of us emotionally even though we know it is there under the guise of a god or of love, but the vanguards for this age of the brutalized individual have always tried to embrace their twisted political and religious figures in antithesis of the coming enlightenment… and they are always attempting to purge the world soul of the humanity and a positive creativity that will allow human beings of any kindness or demeanor beyond heavenly metaphor for the metaphysical mind into the actuality of a peaceful community at last, we can all have theories about an end to this life, but is only in individual moments do we fulfill those obligations to our fellow humans Here that find us parallel to the mystery we might call an ‘absolute truth’… space travelers that have disembarked on this soil to mate hybrids of the human native on this planet with other species thousands of worlds and microcosms ago, and with the death and rebirth of the ego humanity can supersede the merely flesh cells that hold us captive for our strange tenure down in the dirty of it all, the myths we call our ‘history’ has been taken and collected with the utmost care in preserving only the most selfish bits that recall our grandiose reasons for being in this present situation as a whole… even as we are left to question the vague elements loosely implied to be true… we may not like one another as much as we would hope to enjoy the company of others as the frustration of always being in the middle of debate can break the tension between people, argument can also be a key to resolution and compromise and delight in the artistic collaboration as this existence provides the opportunity for freedom of choice, and there are few things that one idealized dream can make happen without the many ideas all applying the same energies altogether at once… this is the puzzle of how we have been put in conjunction with parts of ideal godhood and parts of the real animal, but that the cosmic genes have made many experiments possible by sheer diversity of all flora and fauna both of the terrestrial and the extraterrestrial, as there is nothing that escapes even the slightest touch of this translated reality we seek to conceive of so quickly so copiously…

Thanks, khet.