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the maze as amazing..!

how deep do we need to get before we can sense that we are lost amongst the visceral rubble and ruin?… with knees and legs tucked into a fatal fetal position as we go under the forceful delusions… the awe wears thin as the veil begins to shred with ease… the shadows darken our own reality as we crave the light eternally… the trimmings of our race has become the essence of efficiency, and we kill ourselves day to day to create an organic compound of faith amongst each other… do we even agree how this should be, or can we even see this discrepancy?… there is no ease when moving through this maze, and therein lies the awe that we feel inspired to spit back out at each other, to make every other denizen and citizen aware of the obvious… like an obnoxious reminder of what to expect from the annoying intrigue this social psychotic drama opens up into… not even the most obscure scholar understands the reckless abandon with which we seem to expose our lives to damage… to understand the path and journey towards which we meet our destruction and resurrection seem an unfathomable mystery to behold… especially among all these juvenile entities that claim to be relative and relevant alike… can we be so bold as to say that we are even linked together as a species?… the distinct cries out between our ears like a manifest destiny of hatred for our own kind, and the softer we act it seems the harder they react, hitting us with all the brute strength that they muster to hurt both our spirituality and physicality… they want us to do as they say through the enforcement of control triggers that will make us all march like dogs are lemmings off the cliff side… the crevice of our political reign is a festering mass wound procured through a pursuit of sterile social ideals, and it betrays always the fact that we are all unique spiritual beings and not the tools that the system might have us conform to… social engineering just leads us to reconstruction of our past beliefs in what real means, and so we all seem to reweave the popular construct in the name of progress… so it would seem to us, the insiders looking outward, and so toying with ideas of apocalyptic natures as opposed to man-made continuity seems to be completely applicable to this extreme spectrum of speculation… where is a home for these theories?… I guess it is Here, my friends…

Thanks, khet.