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to have one’s direction certain is supportive and nice to utilize when in achievement as open pathway toward satisfying our curious behaviors in part humanity as much a part of an animal even though as a threshold there have been a great number of explorers traveling into the deep of both the plateaus of consciousness and those of the materialized plans made manifest amidst all of these odd contradictory ideas and rhythms in tandem throughout the cosmos without a host to allow access to all the spheres of questionable matters while at once inviting the drama that humans enact with each other, compulsively in shuddering against the acceptance of a Mankind as dirty plague so above so below for those of us as lodged at the bottom of this gravity well of souls magnetically-attracted to Here like so many a soul before us called and culled to integrate into this anything you might refer to as a god even though it is these loosest of interpretations i summon now to your mind through your eyes as a sight compelled to understanding what it is i am telling you though not with an overtly technical jargon to show off a false superiority, but trying with a humbling poeticism in jarring the indifferent mood with shocks of a visual kei to induce feats of expressing true access to compelling complacency making us scream out these rules as granted by cheap and holy thrills from which the human entities are branching out from the same tree of life as opposed as it is by a conditional “growth” in the subterranean heart of human consciousness craving release from these situational pursuits that humans do so well… the endless back and forth detailed by those whom keep track recording the nuances that occur at random intervals while only a unique few can ever hope to derive from a surface structure the nonsense obligated to serve as a witness to these barbaric times indeed as the selfish urgent purge inside oneself dictates that the person improvise the truth they utilized in realizing all throughout their lives that this is merely subjectivity at work, the figures and forgetful strangers that meet us only to spell defeat with their hands thrusting deep into our souls hidden to keep these vipers from staring so dangerously luring the unsuspecting into the webs of deception made to entwine and snare the thirsty travelers lost drinking in their surroundings as they spread before our feet suspended den of antiquity a Mystery in defending its stretch of the imagination we gathered at like a group of lemmings at the cliff’s edge waiting to leap, but this is the final conquest that we each reach to meet head-on as the challenging obstacle to introduce at the worst of times to prevent our passage from entering the interior worlds that each of us like an individual chaos drops as seeds swirling encircling hopeful lost isotopes of gain and love detailing the experience we need to survive and surpass raw conditioning distracted by righteous acts…

Thanks, khet.