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…craving serious discourse but not serious enough to participate in those aspects because annoyance is triggered in weaker than myself persons who perhaps sleep or go lightly so consulting myself became serious business for me long enough ago that communicating ideas are more importantly priority for me to express my passion for music and its magical aspects channeling myself through magic trying to gather enough oomph to invite others to help me create differing conceptions and combinations thereof as together we stride forward making art work for us in every medium being possible to rearrange and reinvent circumnavigate this derangement, folkways strange hear we come through loud and clear though bizarre in this idiot flesh prancing about naked with lunatic drawn on the forehead so there is doubt that what is said will be consistent Here has extracting the edge of oblivion for a reason just barely out of the line of insight which makes us ignorant and frustrated enough to take it out on anything and anyone besides ourselves crossing that line without knowing it the worst pain smarts teaching lessons when suffering strikes suddenly invoking a source immediate to reticent invocations because there is palpable fear and dread, manuscripts of the damned dead and determined to at least pull things through the passage of rites by insurgence prompting uncertain interment buried alive medieval torments obscuring translation appropriate to revising segments into viable constructs siphoning from our inherent ability to reverse our thoughts and adapt or deduce through reason and logic what initially separates us static brutes lined up armed and hired to not be human acting under orders to be organic equivalent of calmly and carefully assessing the situation on a case by case basis instead broken by an ill-conceived bias that makes everyone not a compliant soldier… whether or not of this or that stripe as with any religious denomination directly aiming love or hate at your enemy automatically becoming silent tragedies as one violently reinforces damning opinions others have told you from whatever the beginning was imprints of darkness occluding information in order to control you or me for that matter because everyone is expendable Here being fed all kinds of sabotage garbage in thousands upon millions of interactions activating instructions from the factory where toys were made instead of us which sends more than few of ones into a tailspin of doomed anesthetized dysfunction, at some point just walking talking human bombs as we already are aware by now either hostage used or by devoted willing sacrifice of self for whatever the greater curse merely serving the onus of power trying to repurpose people as examples of how to obey and in the right ways as orthodox or else your ass they dox private information pirated and weaponized by hackers who can and do manage to entrap or enshroud the smell of urine so strong it hurts lurking in savage lands whose only hope is them who dresses the part cosplay cog in opulence, consequence spreads patterns in sacrificial jams made to preserve themselves that have the skills and talent enough to hack at that tree of life effectively to support oneself and your goals Here in spite of whatever trauma occurs to you everyone must find hope and define it for themselves willing the psychic wound closed by commanding your gods with talisman and ritual personally stylized anointing fluid bodily substance into further than one-dimensional democracy now hear this riotous behavior justified through changes loosed and adopted or adapted to while studying the details for denying proof of their soft influences programming us doomed…

thanks, khet_:/