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…Ungod and the body of broken thoughts…

…otherwise fragmented fluid consciousness becomes dementia of the common denominator determining something amiss though what solutions are there to behold or beholden to removal of the least significant digits Here lost fragrant pulses of nature carry us away blood spatters when it becomes released from our flesh leaking slowly or gushing pressure well as the heart churns loose the crimson matter that makes us able to move every one deserves the chance but not every one can be helped now when genuine connection feels so very rare it haunts and isolates everyone else inside on the joke refusing to hear, no matter what curses or blessings leave the lips of wise others traveling through packs of cigarettes to get to the end if at all it can be compelled forward sequences of fleeting moments lost like tears in the rain when the creature can cry which is seldom because the dryness refuses to abate following the energy flowing through us soulless river carrying the spark of life circulating to the core chorus of voices screaming hunger or anger or grief these days reeking of the soiled sweat daze and nights restless and tired yet still active inasmuch functional can be, working toward liberation even though worried always nervous distortion shows through so many lifetimes superlative endeavor attempting to find ways that work frequencies of good mood are inconsistent because maintaining survival takes the highest priority for most of us Here caught between so many obligations at once common switches placed so often that no one person feels as sure without assurance of stability in play so nowadays under the auspice of ignorance anxiety society reigns supreme provoking the invocational skills to succeed amongst sociopaths held in regard as commonality of billionaire class walking the heathen earth destruction sublimating the grindstone… nosy persons percolating up to the surface looking for solace in expiring virtues highlighting the vices most obvious apparently fueling dueling aspects of humanity all throughout its history constantly stirred up into an alchemy of elements drawing disdain from those whom cannot see the shape of things to come Here taking so many parts of awareness for granted without hesitation or second thought wondering as to what is happening concurrently with every other piece of the puzzles in motion respectively somewhere the balance is maintained as though potential prophecy yet fulfilled by what needs to occur transforming everything craving stability, carving away sensibility of sensitivity that carries compassion in cavities hollowed out from ages of grinding weary from the repetitions yet insanity when nothing changes coagulating corresponding points from the variable arguments out there whose references range the gamut slaking thirsty concentrated attempts at encamping in filth to understand a single line of text as much divine deeper subtext hearsay from rumor and speculation though very few facts permeate this layer of concept and execution little if any room to budge through successful because the oddities seem always stacked against you as much me suckered into playing by inconsistent patterns, gauntlets of predestination determined by the miscellanea of rules while those running these distractions seem to adhere by no corrective guidelines allowing for mistakes to take place and pledged eminent domain through cherished fealty lineages sworn to uphold spartan selfish discipline creeping fetish machines whose only human feature remains whatever has been established prior as camouflage trained as maturity waxes and wanes throughout our personal lifetime Here sacrificing so much all the time no digital assess meant we should track each other through statements clowns of words clouding the absurd beyond human cognizance we see it masked by the everpresent…

thanks, khet_:/