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Whip or Will?

we take it. like we are supposed to, i guess, but who plays the top to our bottom on this Jacob’s ladder rung sequence like bells ringing as if to try filling in the spaces to resonate and relate to this hanging onto concepts that seem to make sense in my head though not always when applied thinking in limitations with a practical mindset trying to affix and focus upon the end result of this behavior… coming to the call and answering with blank vocal monotone to show just how disinterested i am to be saying this directly into your ear while out the other end you are there listening in on the conversation converting in electricity the ranges of human emotion telling me, no, dragging me to reap these just rewards from the labored essence of my being as i am allowed to perceive without letting me deceive myself Here with these distracting elements chiming in and out as if the holy guardian angels would take any time out of their busy schedules to make an exception in this law which so clearly seems to imply the desecration of humanity at the hands of the state trying to force our minds into chains where thoughts don’t belong… devouring respect as though it were some kind of delicacy to be consumed as though forcing oneself into positions of automatic defense to build a reflex of patterns ordered to crack through the thinly layered shells we decide we might try to get by strapping ourselves into the nascent machine grinding along on automatic attempting to dissolve the essence of humane organic tissues like a solvent, the microcosmic material of information and knowledge transferred into a different substance altogether as the macrocosmic styles far beyond the pyramid scheme keep whirling distorting and reconnoitering what is substantial from what is conscious observance of this intrinsic relative sectioning and cataloging between the data streaming out of analog nodes as much their parallel digital counterparts realized through the lens of technology advancing at leaps and bounds, but it is when our thoughts are allowed to taint the inner structure behind that mind’s eye considered sacred that we begin to integrate ourselves into another plateau of development our souls ever-questing behind the mask of what we can take for granted from the concerted consensus uniting the diverse cells while the monitored timing of activities trivializes the rigorous reality of our lives once we believe we can idealize and defend our worship of the idols instead of our personal selves reacting to this state-enforced sadism…

Thanks, khet.