Subversive submersion.

against the grade this system standardizes and yells out, “time to achieve this!” in an adapt-or-die frame of mind dragging bloody entrails along as its dead tired cry wakes others of us from the sleepy wallow we have claimed until now was our head ringing with all the twisted ways we shift from one groping gasp to another, and we are committed to the end that the struggle achieve something that turns the point of view away from this snake-charming abnormality within the cells of this living human thing… we each are part of this reality even if some of the other generations are convinced that they want to keep all what they have lawfully claimed in fear of any new ideas to come into this mindset devised to push the people away from their assets, but this is how the system fears the demographic citizen is learning to betray that basic behavior through tactics renouncing former disenchanted capitalist ways for empowering the local worker each in their chosen skill profession because the choice makes all the difference in a renunciation in the tyranny of words as relating to this material void that the unnatural movements of Man has created to snuff out signs of humanity in its entirety eventually without any regard for personal sanctity or safety as the dollar or some other system of currency places its own grand scheme before every other interaction as the system slithers ways around its opponents to better identify its victims to be, we are grinding away for the needs of a whole vastly misrepresented by what we might see today as the crusades take place yet again looping back into the screaming dead locked into debate over this or that thing requiring an honorable mention somewhere among all those blank thoughts floating down on the congress floor as debate moves from one house to the other and back again to achieve some majority rulership choosing some appropriate form of leader the phallible martyr for the aMerikan dream… the engineered antagonistic gravity summons the spirit to materialize its reality into quantified matter and solidity in this dark cradle merging of the physical and mechanical force removed of emotional process, taken back to an extremity of order that will only serve to funnel energy siphoned out of losing ordeals into concrete public opinions that are the make-up of this viral human protoplasm as it serves to service only its whims, and though we have risen from the amphibious slave apparently made to labor endlessly Here as we are captured in our own web of rational explanation where the relevant results are still coming up short as we mine the charted layers for absolute certainty in answers that fail to be more substantial than some vague ‘yes/ no’ answer that moves the pieces around in subtle ways to shift where we were sitting on an issue to the other side within a few short interchanges of rational opinions… the feelings we receive from others enlighten us as to their own peculiars and quirks, but we allow ourselves to stay fairly blind to this emotional insight without too much concern because we have learned to dismiss our understanding for the emotional intellect as a living social network Here in the real world, sometimes it can be too much for anyone to take in all at once when overstimulation is a classic ailment for the human being held captive by a secretive society that “owns” the means to have clear and unfettered discussions between actual people making positive difference in this labor-intensive drudgery and the ones needing to be heard most that allows the wealthy to take directly from where they receive their moneys without getting caught… there are too many people in place getting paid to stay where they are upholding a bunk concept like keeping secret the company’s killer edge craving to own every other subsidiary in order to dominate all possibilities at the same time, along the very same order of the monopolies before they were purged politically in the early history of the States after the industrial revolution amped up those with the funds to make aMerika into the beast it is today, but now the anti-humanity that stalks us like prey in the form of corporate interest disguised as a person at least as it appears on paper in the filing cabinets filling this horrid bureaucracy ready to combust spontaneously with all caught in the flames…

Thanks, khet.

Posted by :\_khet on October 24th, 2011 in blogging, dark thoughts, rants & raves, s for Semon..., subdued wisdom. You can leave a response or trackback from your own site.

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