Garage Psychonauts and Common Philosophers
we all have too much in common whether through the pursuit of happiness to the curiosity of arriving at swift conclusions there are no easy answers to when originally asking the question that creates the swirling perceptual pathway as residual attempts at individual searching through a network of the spiritual essence that gives us the i-don’t-know-what to achieve these grand heights to which we have become accustomed and taken as granted, in this strange conundrum of feats and defeats outweighing those true opinions we have for ourselves unless otherwise prevented on the individual level where others decide our idea of fate and destiny to which we may eventually fall prey to machinations or plots that portray us in as socially unflattering a light without the simple courtesy for our basic knowledge, and from the outside we all appear as mechanical animals to a robotic extreme unkind to the idea of human error because to justify one vile act is to excuse others over the course of similar judgments throughout the disparate seesaw between a future vision that blinks in and out of sight countering the almost certainty of past events which from the mind’s eye can appeal to us with variable essences deciding our attractions to particular memories over those less flattering to us… we are all as artists and magical creatures each with our own unique classification that breeds peculiar perspectives of interpretation we all seem to share among each other because of their alien qualities that allow us to transform the view from Here into the capacity for great works that expands and constructs a structure of reference, built over the many millennia that we have inhabited this planet for the most part by ourselves alone as the past members to this civilized incarnation engineered the ways that current culture fragments and mutates into other by-products to the caustic reversal of nature by infusing it with distilled chemicals derived from harvested resources in overabundance to breakdown and smooth out all diversity, but only by the supposed will of this caricature of the people lead around by the gaudy gremlins of naked evil that smile as the atrocities are committed to the general satisfaction of progress made to be this monumental worry of survival terror if there is no labor to match the demand of the easily-baited… it is just a system, you do not need to use the thing like a spine as it won’t stand for you, but figure out what makes you the better person you wish to be and not another drone-like friend…
Thanks, khet.
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