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Paradigm Shift

the empire is a vampire, suckling upon the stigma created as the blood sweat and tears gush out of the opening that was at first a tiny wound in the continuum from which so many ideas have protruded and grown the oracles fat and luscious to accept the visions of the coming tide of future yearnings, and especially the ludicrous legions of the lazy apophonetics (those who speak in terms defining the meaningful experience through connections and patterns in random phenomena) searching for their new money messiah as the cagey trap collapses upon those who bought in for the sake of selling doubt of an order to shift the paradigm within… this transmutation that is then defined further by interior jargon of learning by negation while trying to sleepwalk through this odd experiential field we perhaps call ‘consensus reality’, where all factors of growth and retraction fill the spaces and pathways with energy that never stays completely certain of destination, but any definition much like a TAO can be named though never be perpetual as there is something wrong with the perceptual demon seeming perpetual without reason… a seasoned veteran of the ill-logic that keeps the systems chained in place with the ceaseless diseases surrounding that which retains the hypocrisy as hypochondriac against the paranoia of the mental viruses that seep in, tolerant and vicious cystematic (a system of cystic) infection deceptive affectations abound always running the sounds of conception into a subliminal cacophony that triggers that false sense of security while psychopathic neanderthal companies vie to dominate the world through manipulations and machinations of the known symbols already founded, and the paradigm shift requires those who are willing to shed their baggage to reach for that nude plateau to which tabula rasa is the reset button overwhelming every form of inane commercial conquest which is found truly to be anachronistic in these modern times… the blank slate with a chalk outline, the body of ill political competition without a practical competence as the system reacts almost autonomically as the people weave and sway around the proponents of various cure-alls for what ails us culturally, and we have discovered ourselves choking on the seeds of the eras left behind by those cruel and unusual pushed around for the sake of keeping the winning argument forced upon the majority… a synthesis of all these factors and more is what we call ‘soul’, sleeping like a ghost as it trots through progress upon a high horse like a trojan decoy made to look and feel like the way it is supposed to be subtly shaping our thoughts in ways inconceivable to those not there to witness, but even this assumption does not stay as intact while everything else changes in an instant that stretches out further and ever further in the direction of understanding as to be perceived by personally knowing… in the transmogrification of nature, we are in awe, but transmogrification within the personal thread of soul we own is commonly seen as appalling or lacking value to the outside practical reality as reinforced by animal authority given implicit trust from all walks of life… dissatisfied with our relationships to each other, pitching fits and other bad attitudes into the air as though it won’t wash away into the emotional atmosphere where the rest of us participate in the drama that the gods have made, but why question the fallibility of the human condition so cold and astringently when the next echelon of group development needs to acquire human compassion alongside tests of empirical study?… the people we are is the embodiment of all our parents former love affair with social mores and structure currently defined to put all of us into a niche like battery cells, as the energy manifested by this eternal internal struggle between the masculine and feminine forces housed inside of an obviously contradictory species of beings, and we subconsciously program each other to be prepared for eventual cell death within the social consciousness of linked ego to discerning intellect through to these transmitters inside our skulls calculating and analyzing this information sea into which society has been submerged as propelled by the curiosity as natural animal adaptive trait passed down among all survivors in this odd living condition we suffer for out of distilled ignorance… in order to perpetuate this sheltering sky like a glass ceiling above us preventing those unwanted from reaching the stars, as we remake history again and again in trying to recreate some kind of idealized form of innocence that was never meant to last in the first place, trailing into a tantalizing bad karma created from the harmful deeds abused to entertain the masses in idiot distraction as telling visions of the future past elements of the unknown televised and subscribed to, but the visceral feral reality scoots by farther into the fading dark to which the spiritual animal we are grows into through implanting and producing a circadian rhythm that effects both micro and macro ends of the cosmic spectrum… karming at you all the way with the spectral analysis to discover the sole remainder invading the utter suspension of disbelief for the right timing or words or reason, to make sense of the situation via the superstition we believe ourselves locked within whether inside or outside of this skin, but as do we enjoy the mystery so do we engorge on the mastery that narrows those many multiple perspectives into boxes nailed shut by the habits of too many generations left idle with wanting something from the nothing to which we have been indoctrinated by a god form in one guise or another throughout the ages…

Thanks, khet.