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no way to truly understand our chemical make-up, we divine and define up to the limits of human capacity, but arrive at a place where dualities are meaningless at this altitude… someone has to love all the crone-faced ladies… everyone seems to hold themselves at the center of their own take on the stormy weather encircling of direction, but this is not truth as mere fact has replaced the more thorough path of the truth with inconsistent detail… and ain’t no fuck in the faith… very few ways to stay true to the self that starves from your lack of consideration, when all around us seems collapsible at any real moment, but this cosmos keeps expanding beyond the limits of a perceived pausing point in the featureless vast as it appears to be… but even this appearance is illusory because the particles and strings and every other theory on the table now is in the state of almost tangible evidence, the ghost in the system has almost emerged like a phoenix from the flames, and we cannot stop even though on some level we find ourselves seriously impaired and without humane guidance right at this point Here and now… still searching and waiting and watching the atmosphere for signs of stress in the coming events, the sky is falling like hammers on anvils, but no one cares any more about the immediacy of the real as the idolatry of the future… trying to predict the downfall that will be a natural plunge over the waterfall of dreamy idealism of any and all variety, but this not only connotes the negative aspects as well as the positive, except balled and spinning into a grayed out blur that becomes the synthesis of opposition to create a kinetic state that loses some of us right off the bat… these people usually interbreed within their own cliquish hybrid animal tribes, by no means uncounted for even though that is what “the smarter people” couched in the upper classes of society try to make it living hell for anyone (which is everyone) trying to reach their coveted rank on the totem pole, and pulling all the stops on resorting pragmatically to any method that will work to dissolve the horrid reigns currently overriding our common sensibilities… whatever it is that is going on is the trying on of many hats to cover up the bald truth, covering up the truth with the extremity of lie in worship of the dollar or any other of the commodities that are of potential sacred value to anyone… stealing away from the youth and the poor, reinforcing a passive-aggressive state of indecision where nothing gets resolved too soon, and for nothing more than the glory of dying moments for those that can buy them with falseness flitting from between their teeth… we capture and kill and rape our own for no other good reason than satisfaction, when we can actually see and feel the sorrow beneath the veneer of sudden violence, but will there suddenly be change when the truth is revealed to those hording their absolutes in their hands and their homes… all of us guilty, but fodder in yet another struggle made to move some out of their comfort zone for the replenishment of satisfaction for others with nefarious means to defend their inhospitable ways of living, the consuming and using for every purpose of emotional depravity that we can inflict upon ourselves… with the irrationality of irredeemable acts taking place all around us, it is not surprising to feel as though the sudden implosion of this social scene is immanent and inevitable, but those that suffer support the empire of fiends that we could obviously conceive as the capitalistic empire… or rather the ever-present pursuit for empirical data and conquest of information… maybe somehow we can find a credible path out of this disease intact, but at this point would be hard-pressed to deliver with accuracy…

Thanks, khet.