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…Carpe munch…

…crisis seize us our old-fashioned way that terrifies yet realizing we only live once Here becomes a journey to find what motivates any to be attracted to novelty before it wears off spelling out consequence throughout our lives horrified at the rate at which we seem to have nothing but contempt for the systems in place because we are scarred to points of offense taken when least expected a field of dreams turns nightmare easily twisting previous positive perspectives toward banishment by means of negative castigation before disintegration whittling away at any person’s last strand of sanity leads them to accumulate guilt for feeling this way, trained by the abominable people who cherish their roles as authority takes advantage over youth in subduing the truth incrementally that so no one is any the wiser and such it has been before the modern age ascending like this entrapped by the godspeed at which this series of states is unraveling with haste unseen before tribulation such as this which stains that fierce quality now soured by the source repeating its scouring through instigating new combinations of ideas we have probably gotten too used to the points bizarre of course corrupted in due coarse as harsh reality shifts strong in the direction blocking our path perhaps thinking we could get out of Here without help, these are wrong assumptions with which being we confused too often tend to utilize flawed tactics of perspective before gathering more information and refuting those gut reactions that might attack without reason or very little provocation by which to suddenly be flared with anger and scorn at some perceived slight or insult to one’s character when the kinds of things said that get under your skin and touches upon sensitive nerves again where can escape be attained without harnessing too much negative energy that can backfire into messes as though dense damaging ripples proposing instability upon a social surface whose reflections warn of possible probable harm that can be done Here… without our simplest of awareness capable of registering the frequencies like animals we are doomed from the outset even those as preppers do convince themselves on modified versions of “the sky is falling” mentality especially when it feels that apocalypse coming is just around the corner where eyes shelter from the unforgiving everyday at the same intervals that cannot contain remedies to the new disease if it still grabs us by random when it wants to feed from our personal sense as being totally succumbs doing the best it can do to not fall apart Here, when it seems all sources point against us in our fragments of psychic structure attempting to change us for its ideals of a better even if we never know the outcome to be a certainty because nothing appears so absolute for long while we are Here lost and adrift in our own thoughts stretched tightly across our senses that we can easily doubt our direction or tease that a material conclusion is on its way from the outside in, insides out as we purge the last of our filthy guts with gods vomit flavoring our mouth with bits of savory chemicals of which nature has on that course provided us in order to fatten up the experiences of its creations digesting them when at their fullest potential that it is about to be fulfilled by a currency of standards humans have wrapped themselves around clinging to whatever ideological item appears relevant to any reasonable deduction when a precarious question continues threatening our brains and emotional stability with too many deceptive words…

thanks, khet_:/