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suffer this normal See.

combat is a pricey affair, what with all the danger and casualties, but i will not stop my drawing to fight… what have i drawn from tapping my own sight of this disarray in which reality plays catalyst in the surging nexus of flux and sway that siphons the drain to fill the reservoir, the stink of a sewer in what it is i drink as water from the sink as i do not know what is going to flow out of there when i turn it on, and yet i cannot shake the need to adapt as the rest of me sees fit by any means necessary in this martial expression of what it is to be human no matter the being or the doing… the primal earth is more than a helpless graveyard but there are few who truly see with eyes unclouded whether by capital greed or through the ritual of process that has become of the world as this industrial internation grinds faster and faster with less and less fuel to maintain its machines, and this is why we see the disease mechanical shift into the next phase as the digital retains a grip into the virtual necessitating the venture beyond this physical remnant of history and atrophied limb of the robots made flesh from within this thing… war is part of that machine that tries to find the parts plausibly corresponding to its general plan of homogenizing humanity as the general law begins to attains its own cognizance for goals, as stated previously ‘blood feeds the war machine…’ because now this is the acknowledged commodity of social confrontation as we will have to come down a couple notches for a horrid truth to be revealed to a terribly programmed mind, and the circuits for mutual respect are a little bit busted loose as i cannot hear all of those true words coming out of your head like a preacher spouting faith to the faithless wretch… do they disbelieve what really is going on out there, or is there some other fascinating vision guiding the eyes through the worst of it finally landing outside of our front doors?… the machine has had problems far longer than anyone wishes to admit as we from inside have to realize our place Here in changing it for the better instead just agreeing with what is already there when we get to this end of reality… the freaks strike against the conservative notions of specific habits of the follower being necessary for continued prosperity in this life, but the letdown remains that the benefit of sacrificing our humanity is theirs to enjoy so there is a place for the heirs of a techno-feudal generation can become reality for the blitzkrieg nerds of wealth and bad wisdom manufactured by neonazi propaganda and incestuous relations of the automated kind, these are monsters in the guise of our senators and representatives pushed into dishonest political directions by the money offered when the situation was dire and easy to find oneself indulging in behaviors connected through inhumanity and incivility for profit as prophets are easy to come by if the resource is tapped just right like the fossil fuels from ages ago evaporating to nothing in the NOW… which is another way to say ‘No Other World’ than right Here right now as we still find ourselves condoning acts resonating into the perturbed outlook we appear as when reflected by the looking glass what we have truly done, when we do something “real” Here there are repercussions transmitted throughout, but it only really occurs in this experimental zone that captures a significant amount of the consensual “reality” to fool the participants within allowing them to act without fear or guilt or shame except as regards the system at work to shape this place as anything other than what it has to be… the rancid chastity of these warped echelons of humanity’s posh royal obsession of better and best has become too much trash to get rid of adequately enough to subdue the show which has gone out of control for far too long it seems to me, there are no commanders except for those that assert themselves to curse by commandment when they can use the energy for more than thought alone, and this is because through compromise everyone can be a mutual leader in this shared destiny we are all working to create while at the same time learning to accept and quash whatever flaws we might find…

Thanks, khet.