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…potions and potables of apprehension detailing the edifice of vice that absorbs our minds and hearts if we can’t get enough urge underscoring the curve of learning how to moderate indulgence and what it means to know not merely assume what is true even though there are multiple versions of truth as righteous animosity boils to the surface of common discourse topics juggled with extreme free association of words and terms and meanings amidst an exaggerated number of languages speaking similar phrases with differing pronunciation for each point of view Here never wasting as time becoming incremental measure we enslaved, but truly enslaves us to its ticking substance much as any physical bomb waiting to trigger apoptosis in other words the process of programmed cell death to which we may just as well surrender because there are only so many things in utilizing ways to stave off the inevitable interminable end progressing beyond states of flesh and bone in effect because we will it to be so layers of detail contributing to the overall picture viewed Here thanks to collaborators all throughout history discovering and interpreting for old dominions described as tribes and various continuations of genealogical connections as threads, barest and bloody carrying fear and dread along with accompanying guilt and shame in golden ratios to contain as a vessel as much an heirloom broken box passed down through generations feeling responsible for what it is and what it will become continuing an objective quest toward some other inanimate goal shearing away content too vicious to control as the ages wear on and wear down those who think they are in control corroborating the weakness inherent within humanity at its core rooted in civic duty to advancing levels of reliance upon each other without disguises demanded sharing the burden… off-kilter demands trepanning consistent mental states where perfect performance is stressed above all others commanded to replace the equivalent energies who do not wish to obey are instead left to join the other jesuses who swept up the debris from ages past to cast a new reality as truth because of how tired and bored they were of the previous ones even if that means sacrificing civilizations to the context of a bloodthirsty beast let out on the loose to reign havoc intruding mayhem into social events flipping their stability transformed to become orgies of the macabre decadent and affluent, as it has always been with power-hungry minions of perfection seeking fuel for the fire in their heart of hearts beating profuse with professional confessions the edges of which tell tall tales of wealth and resources as though this were an optimal delusion to suffer from over-extension of selfish hoarding universally paranoid and protective represented by facets of one’s possessions held dear but restricting any vital access to energy flow required has led to obstruction in avaricious treasure hunters using whatever gimmick it takes to change spontaneous fortunes instantaneously with the right formula of determination knowledge and motivation pushing boundaries, abandon hope all ye who enter Here as there be monsters everywhere being the star fiend fuck child of their own terrible dreams affecting all other inhabitants finding shelter amid the storms that rage across bewildering territories formed from wherever one decides to settle whenever they may roam no more nomadic pioneers manifesting destiny just in smaller pet samples of what could be real if one committed invests their time energy and resources as much their blood sweat and tears to create something from the primordial nothing this started as climbing upon towering walls of what this society has constructed…

thanks, khet_:/