…scary-go-round, dead ritual Revival…
…the shadow of light reflecting upon our blood types dance with the ecumenical hating oneself as correlate aspect of humanity examples of frailty vivindicated invoking something more deus nisi deus the cosmopolitan world eats our flesh fresh compelled by concepts other than trained introspection questioning whatever comes from what may as we are so culpable on the front of perspective retained olfactory sense when something does not smell okay invalid provocations finding careers in frustration not feeling sure with what is going on though same essence condemns us to reviving the gnarly ghost upon every year as something surprisingly scary, scared as at the receiving end of horrible instigation scarred voice of god investigating defraud our vulnerability as we decide to kick out of the boxes that confine us preaching to those perverted then castrated convict convinced against that training vivisected my ninja once utility is done gone the way of other commandos fighting systems until death tanks frankly observed as that think contradicts the compelled position to oppose the dream machine as we are connected through this which descriptive application divides subverse under the skin accelerate the flesh into realms unseen unaware because of what our repercussions have become, until too late as usual as the blood is compelled forward hating the self ignited by mischief from the past starting fires that become difficult to put out hate becomes the reminder so many demons to not even know oblivious ignorance sending signals rippling throughout this catalytic cosmos having no life just sequence in the routine skipping stones in least resistant of movements Here preliminary output gone astray enough to say so in the mouth of madness itself pressured to feel and act like an adult even when those ideals are lost causes amongst people caught in throes of death… illness or worse upon humanity utilized as this pawned off wire of human testing become statistic retrieve experimental points of observation used empirically as certain general results occur but still not impressive wanting to digest readers not knowing how to travel away from skewed perceptions beyond settling down and sold out as nightmare fuel some merely feats of bullshit believed in conflicted avarice cad until useful tutelage in the depth of rewilding the western expansion of manifest destiny camp and compassion we are broken and ground upon the wheel of this disheveled normalization of which we are constant victims grinding, downward observance of details that give us credential notice before things becoming worse in lament configuration customizing this computing software hard amidst walls against this proliferation of substances to which we are compelled to martyr distinctly siphoning bene gesserit spice icy ideas of thought and thinking caught captive because we know no better than to dominate in which digesting the torment inflicted upon us is difficult to making something constructive of our abusive destiny becoming the density of violent behavior lashing out because no one ever seems to understand clowns absolved in weaponized warship joy beatified but unspoken of saints, entheogen towards re-calibration and configuring more than conflagration in carcinogenic mutations disfiguring from within as we are the reason that doves cry trying as they might without external pressures pushing yet using gravity of atmospheric force to contradict the approach in assisting ourselves forward from contagious toward ego dissolution or death of phases of self not needed while the renewed you enters resurrection onward Here darker rapacious tendencies to kill the flame then sparking within out of sheer repulsion for our truly grotesque selves and the hideous actions which ripple free from our waking drift perceived from outside as soluble…
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Posted by :\_khet on October 21st, 2026 in blogging, personal afflictions, r for Rheme..., subdued wisdom. You can skip to the end and leave a response. Pinging is currently not allowed.