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as a fairly novice writer of sorts, i find myself limited by myself in many ways that defy easy explanation even though many of us are well beyond the limits of self abuse to get what we desire as a reality, but there are also many of us “citizens” that are declared openly as worthless once we have convinced ourselves into that state of mind… i feel as though many of us are looking at our monitors and screens and tell-lie-vision sets waiting for an inevitable end to occur, however, i must also remark that we are all working as though everything is fine and dandy in a surface way that echoes our ambitions but kills the dreams of everyone for the malignant attempts of the few to control the many within the world populace… the way to try reconditioning oneself is perhaps best left to experts and relevant scientists, but their bottom line is as much money as any other capitalist regime relying on the manic input of morality to make us gasp and alarmed and exploitable as good little worker drones making a wage barely good enough to live on, with a mentality married to this allowing us to think this is “good enough” for us little people to be content with what we have while we still have it in our possession… because next thing you know, someone wants to take it for the sentimental attachments you have made which is a value of virtuous behavior only you can render, and the monsters steal this joy from your soul as they pitch the object of affection onto the garbage heap… i see the world today and wonder, truly wonder, how much different it ever really was before the onrush of technology and industry blanketed over the early human debates worldwide… there were still do-gooders as well as ne’er-do-wells that harvest the invested interest of the common people for their selfish gains and profits, but what separates these two courts of thought are the internal struggles with humility and compassion for others, we seek the never-ending path to freedom of either expression or thought or something that remains remarkably important to the many but restricted by the few… there is virtually no one to make these difficult decisions for us even as we fulfill tasks set by bosses and supervisors as though there was a trusting soul somewhere embedded within, but there isn’t going to be a compassionate soul in there until the master/ slave dialectic becomes a partnership without bias or unnecessary altruism to lead the masses toward extinction, no one who saves unless we can save ourselves as individuals from this orgy abyss we writhe inside of as though it were a womblike bubble holding us back from cosmic harm… however, this is not the way it is as we strain against the constant rhythm of conformity as demarcated by the general law accepted consciously as being the end to all of this suffering, and thus people cannot wait to die all of a sudden and painlessly in their sleep while the world collapses in on itself to share the same fate as we pretend to be ready for… cast those self-involved demons aside as they are merely trying to get a rise out of you while they have your attentions focused, but they are only as strong as you give them (or anyone for that matter) the credit to be such ways, even as the economy of everywhere seems in utter disposition to fall like eden’s inhabitants from a snakebite… my stories are magical openings into the myriad worlds that i have conceived of to defy the static reality i face on a daily basis, to buckle against the predefined moral codes that make their agents known through works of incredible disinformation on the part of marketing and the liars in advertising, but i write to evacuate those fiendish urges that this corrupted wheel of time has allowed to happen… returning us to a dark ages mentality of serfing and feudalism through terror ordained by the mighty power of currency, and the back room deals where no average person is considered human except in the form of statistics making demographics necessary to sell things more effectively, we are leeching the soul from our own civilization through the mutual acts of incivility we all seem quite capable of demonstrating on others… we are the assholes and the venomous pricks that attain our niche roles to surpass the mundane human herd, but by following the logic dictated to us through occulted signals entering and then proceeding to enema our minds away from individuality into a prescribed comfort zone where no one is ever really that comfortable in the first place, this is the used compromise we have acclimated to in order to keep going ahead without raising the issue of stopping short of what we need as people…. as community… as living avatars of a new consciousness coming…

Thanks, khet.