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the distorted pace became enough to blur the sights to see. the overwhelming feelings became the nemesis to interests yet to be seen. the faster this would go on, the more perpetual this whole situation felt, and the striking way the information assimilated into the emotions known was a powerful way to put a person on a train. all were strangers on a train gliding through time zones and peaceful serenities all in the same instants. mutants clung to the cities these days, with all of their helpless parasitic ladder-climbing, but the far country allowed for more freedom of movement for those willing to go the miles it took. sometimes the corporate wheels move quicker than the train because the wealth is in the knowledge of the symbols that it would take, and their use in the restructuring of whole cultures. thoughts like these were viewed almost heretical opposition to unity amongst the powers, but views such as these were also quite commonly thoughts expressed by the people of the time. even the celebrity star flinches under the rays of a glaring flare exposing the heat that breaks through at that vital moment, where all the needs and wants are condensed into that second of space, and the thrill is that it all boils down the reflex finding the new moment. the rules fearing their ruler, not measuring up to advance towards the challenge, and facing all those demons of self-interested nonsense in periods gone by. to surge ahead is the greatest wealth that the electric soul can provide, and potential becomes kinetic so easily, thoughts become the next new structure to dismantle at some point. humor allows for this balance to thrive within the most degrading and deranged circumstances. the structures function through their internal dichotomies, and this altogether makes the understanding of the knowledge so more potent. the scar across the face of the inane publicity that sets the mood for peace-ridden interludes, and some are still looking for the clues as to the why.

Thanks, khet.