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what is it to not understand, where the ignorance clouds over the eyes and those common senses that human beings are capable of become turned absurd, and artifice of distortion shows us where the weakness lies in our own system of judging for validity and reasons… we easily take on a stance that betrays our bias of humanity, as with the same ease are we lulled by distracted notions pushing past the boundaries of our frustration to their naturally undying conclusions with all the meaty confounding repercussions embodied in the children of the revolution, and the hylic network of complex achievement that has to be the means to interconnection between the generations of people Here trying to make a difference in the long run as a species develops and is able to harness the strangest of potentials to provide an energy needed so as not to be perceived as the sleeper in the cell… the Man taking the kill shot for all to hear as in one legendary sacrifice hat passes down stories orally at first as word of mouth coheres to the strangest of experiences manifested by will, and then it gets imprinted for the world population to adhere some kind of personal meaning for themselves, insanely jealous for no reason as the throwback to this age remains curious of the benefits possible when needing to be explained away by random cliches read as though some serious display of literal prowess which isn’t there… if only there were some cocaine in front of me in the Here and Now once more making my throat and mind numb to the hapless patterns that we all have in one way or another allowed our many selves to get encapsulated within as the drone mentality (read; static) wears simple function to its barest bones when the human is ready to become equipped for much more than task of labor alone, the animated features of the animal in the blood mingle with this human machine as it moves reinforced by the present appraisal of the world soul transitioning into a mechanistic reality that decides to provoke the fate of the human animal into knowing the position of its own end as larger cosmic bodies swiftly and fluidly swing back and forth in oblong circles rotating and whirling to further shape the smaller destiny remaining unaware of us as we to the microbes even inside of our own bodies as minute universes that remain Here observing as suspended time perception devices in distorted hologram as found in the microcosm as much paralleled in the example of the macrocosm, and then i will try to break it down thusly as again the view of the microbes through eye of the microscope as we could conceivably be considered an apt metaphor for our reality projected Here working through the greater instinct simpletons as well as all intellectual capacity concentrating through the social prism a unique light quality that some could believe to be a quantum process that creatures adapt to in order to achieve various points of recollected information that gets received as patterns of varying wavelength and bandwidth intersecting as never-ending flow of karmic information or akashic record or golden data or whatever term you chose that manifests as we are now in feedback to this system moving about in stringy mobius strip formations weighted down and manipulating time and space within this and many other continuum at the same instance that we both might see differently… whether this gap is best represented in a barrier of time between you and i is something i still cannot see clearly from my particular vantage point in this human swirling neurosis as it works out its own problems through the human plights frequent on this planet, but not the least bit a special standard that needs to be exploited further by misunderstood words of ill repute and horrible lack of discretion for the more “sane” of my audience only looming for the logical statement or insight which automatically commands respect instead seeking influence in the broader scope of challenge bleeding into this world Here that allows us for now to seek our desires between these periods of great transition which rumble and tow just beneath the conscious mind taking us for granted to be the only one capable of sustaining the future, this is a grand misnomer and gesture of offense on our part among this multitude of species as surface dwellers trying to stay alive a taking advantage of the weak is not the only way to survive this haunted existence when all the pieces just need to be seen as a whole picture…

Thanks, khet.