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…wild Western mysteries…

…those atrocities we learn to live in once something traumatic snaps us out of our wits end into submission of a system that delivers governance through many exposed avenues of thought tracing the codes for pattern and formula that produce results Here sending simple information upon the punch card through some strange computational proto-apparatus that acts mechanically perhaps on steam power if the era were not a lucid fiction perceived just now stylistically-achieved with imagination drifting around inside our languages seeds that grow and extending out possible futures further than already the eye meets age-related macular degeneration difficulty to see, abstract writing rewriting and editing take their toll for whom there is a bell wringing angel wings somewhere in light of my beautiful life Here trading places switching old glories with the hounds gory from the meat and blood dripping off juicy rancid allegories in theory hidden behind the works banned or occult through acculturation producing feasible puppets to officiate over newer generations pronouncing their vital independence soon common enough only to be led in a looping circuitry inviting the demonic processions to leave or infuse you with power as desired sometimes imposing ludicrous caveats playing genie relying upon malicious irony, feral cultural appropriations inappropriate stereotypes must be savagely and seriously banished though exiled with compassion being unused to cosmologies different from our own insular incorporation of whatever we deem worthy for ourselves without conscious awareness of consequence or within malign intent to manifest destiny even before a goal is set wasting a life by throwing it at a challenge with insurmountable odds calling out silently for another death as speculative sacrifice to prevent gods from casting us into darkness as though this surface plane couldn’t care less about its inhabitants natural and otherwise transitional spirits nonetheless surfacing for brief moments… trying to retain psychic correlative points or one person who seems to represent these values substantially enough to look to for answers Here inappropriate appropriation no matter what consequences ripple outward from incidents in the system stirring up entrapment for another generative sequence fascinated effect with all the variables in action circulating energy and substance cosmologically as contained in various boxes reinforced so they do not break thus letting loose change and stochastic process setting mutating patterns in motion as though they could never stop and have always been with this liminal caption of the cosmos constantly reproducing beginners, the machinery and its mission we have called nature for centuries relying on the assumption of an anthropomorphic feminine energy whose fury we have had to contend with those who deem themselves winners and conquerors of human shapes and civilizations with questionable civility until timelines recombined onto this planet assumed unplanned as we see stretches far beyond before us as much as after us appealing to forces within our vicinity vibrating similar enough in harmony to participate in bliss finding regrets with human faces cannot be controlled only our perspectives upon such things change when it has come time Here, to do away with our preconceptions and attachments which allow for seemingly endless suffering to be summoned our direction harsh more often than not by ratios not staying golden enough to be showered in glories whole the size of basketballs hurtling through space to cause concussions at least if not kill someone outright from the severe amounts of atmospheric conditioning whose state of current emergency constitutes but one of many parts to our climate of fears as they proliferate unseen trails connecting minds together in isolated quadrants of confused assertions taking general sovereignty over clarity by abusing imagination misconstruing facts…

thanks, khet_:/