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deLay of the land

we should all keep telling ourselves that this is only as a nationalist nightmare has been interpreted as dream within as many generations that have passed throughout teaching all that are the people Now how to push a cease and desist while sometimes negating our freedom to be peace and resist when things take any offensive stance turning against these very same citizens of the state as corporate corporeal caged property export for the experimental blanks we are thought to simply be as though proxy for a permanent parabiosis to whom is sent a probocis to pump the wells dry, or a wildly entertaining wandering animal whose nature to resemble that of the planet from whom you and i are apart pulled separate by the strange winds winding threads and threats alike to make the most this a tapestry woven over cosmic aeons trying to sweep almost all of our dead references aside as with any other form of so-called debris time yields having been tread upon by all manner of beast and idea incorporating as much of the world into their unified perception of perfections creating a force field which can at times alter the natural degree of acceptance inclined toward information considered irrelevant even though this wide array of knowledge does have to fit within one’s scope of a perspective relating the world to oneself, the vice is quite adverse to us relating at all to the opposite of this standard form domestication thickly ooze sickeningly syphoned from the random average of public status stated as satiated rudely once digestion has occurred painting the towns red with the gore torn from each infested invested denizen Here to identify what a soul is hopefully making sense of the situation a step at a time when the space permits and the sun is shining ideally… instinct in feeding the rage found just as intellect informs analysis of the odd occurrence as they manifest in these most human ordeals as a profoundly disgusting as it is possible to be beautiful at various angles flown up into those ecstatic heights of which we know not from Here looking up as though it is to be of any real solution even as the covert confederations and the secret elites all share some similar signs of anonymity they are slowly being pulled into the light by things beyond their control as this mass mind begins to retaliate, and nothing can stop its godzilla-like ascent to deliver this severe strike inward as the target is fathoms outside a range of the heart that could be fatal to the wrong people where humans are the real monsters exploiting a freedom of choice to kill once urges to merely survive are quelled by action echoing for many of a civilized opinion some base understanding of how the world really inherently can work if those particularly peculiar theories hold true as rigorous acts of experimentation clears the field for new projects to start leading a person singularly to renovate a system by traveling further within that stained glass structure the sacrifices mark and scar of whose carcasses create the skeletal ruin waiting for any purposeful exposure as posture straightens only to bend slouched again the breathing in is yielding to animal zen that calms and relaxes, as the hollow cost of living well in hell comes at higher price than some are ready to deal with other forms of barter applied as necessary as when one’s adversaries get that upper hand too often such the indestructible energies that spark our fires in what has been referred to previously as the ‘soul’ it could conceivably exist without a spacesuit that you currently are to interpret this read through there i am as well within this script that cannot be undone…

Thanks, khet.