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…the mandaTorian way…

…participation Here is the way we are thrust into the whole of human society without hesitation except after those speculative phases of churning through the womb without a view to the reality we are about to explore in some the most harsh quests unimaginable because of how localized can energies cast their essence upon others in order to convey powers of understanding and apprehension as humanity thinks they have such qualities to exploit so easily without consequences or having to be responsible for one’s actions as they ripple into other lives still chiseling and saving whatever shape this dreaming takes, collapsing into artifactual detail attempting to extol virtue upon personal works as though the building of a magnum opus in some stylized eventual trajectory deflecting criticisms without shattering the beliefs that support the supple fragile human Here floundering like the fish out of water with nothing to gein following the serials of old obligatory traditions subtly losing direct connection to people over time as land turns to sand causing movement pressured into service to gods we believe in through mass insanity as echoes of the same atrophy curve that casts civilizations into the archive if able to reach mythic proportions, somewhere deep in antiquity demagogues of futures past prophetic for profits sake soon forsaken once the houses are flipped by their savior exploiting the wealthy while trying to channel mercy onto those who deserve it without rationing away to an exclusive few families who further exclude and occlude whatever necessary information in order to survive adequately enough for this mothership carrying us to notice any of the benefits we bring requiring sacrifice of all kinds available as variable visions into what lies next ahead in the drifting pathways that extend from me to you and back again through the ether… immaterial and eternal wherever is not Here as maturity and immaturity become such profound concepts into elements of the social conundrum beaten repeated from answers to questions in rhythm though not harmony with the random shades of thought which take up residence in my headspace conditioned through years of trying to figure things out and then stopping to rest in peace even if there are no rest stops Here along the road or however the pathway is presented to you alone for you are behind the wheel to drive this analysis engine down the streets collected stray emotions register obstacles, as the harmful approach to a situation erodes personal common bonds to other people as the crazy distance asserted by default lacking the basic awareness to properly aid another as you would wish to be supported through doubts attempting not to falter once some momentum forms spinning anxious plates around us as we juggle the many concentrations it takes to get farther than expected Here in such hostile company as only oneself can provide even when hoping the best and getting the worst times collide where tensions arise and linger like demon spirits or water vapor casting everything into haze, and even sweet smelling shadows still darken forbiddingly wondering as we wander how long this vessel of emotions and energy can walk upon this heathen earth without realizing the common mistakes made enslaved to repeat until lessons are learned in the most severe fashion possible to co-locate and corroborate as the evidence reveals to us the trails left behind as defined circuits on the motherboard bored to the end with the creations thus produced when no one gives a damn what to conclude as the natural order continues to take shape through all those doorways unopened sentences of detention mandatory…

thanks, khet_:/