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Sinister droppings.

mad frozen leanings towards an unnatural dramatic conclusion… the working rendezvous moves me to shuffle around to and fro like the puppet-stringed thing… those others acting as the passive catalysts to the flow of energies untapped, as the tension rises with the full gamut of emotional chaos, and the surges of dread worm their ways into the threads as well… windows of worries that will not stay dead, but drift instead into the dreamer’s mind as a witness extension into a plateau built in the side of the meat and the muscle… the cycles of sun and moon at times lifting and leveling tides both literally and figuratively, marking the flow of seasonal worship, and the agricultural framework there feeding the starving masses… where does it go, when one decides that they must not relent, when the rest of natural strangeness succumbs to a process of raucous chaotic force-feeds that informative microcosms in express speed nowadays makes possible of creating?… the signal that got dropped was neither a left or right handicap, but the polarity has been used just as a tool defined through exploring the living electricity that forces possessed within organic schemes (i.e. each of us) function stirring that woken-up sole survivor of a creative dynamic that desires expression, projecting and splitting the signal among so many other collectors… those inefficient tombs created from the gold of the greedy human ghosts, left Here to anchor human desire in the distraction of constructive energies toward neutral and negative attentions, and promoting the material struggle of the horizontal world… the slow means of moving along in life provided by the filtering process unique to each individual interpretation, the path reinforces itself as the being travels along that channel of energy, and it does take longer than expected when the mind allows so much from the outside a residence inside the skull… the memes are commercially dropped like little packages from the alien sky drifting through the animal mind as it explores and expands the empire of understanding that moves underneath culture like blood under skin, and today are substituted through the common mastery of symbols and billboards to conveys the subliminal messages that work without our realizing them, the culture carving movement through the stone of timeless ages…

Thanks, khet.