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…pugnacious Yeejus insultingly extreme…

…grades of annoyance voiced and voiceless scream for attention fantasy all real iced cream call out for superior assuage into modern myth themes perhaps as mythemes the rancid percolation to the surface acquainting ourselves with tainted perspectives we allow to occur because idiot logic and grandiose stupidity have bought their ways into hijacked leadership forcing contemplation of extremity from everyone Here held captivated by commercial industrial residuals reducing our lives to statistics vindictively attempting to fight back against rigged systems in bias towards wherever the money goes everyone trying to protect and manage their still yet flowing streams of currency, even though resistance of relevancy is what makes these electric devils move to which we rely heavily on more than ever as this electrical empire facilitates these grand digital worlds within worlds giving us some idea of the larger cosmos as one of the many lenses humanity looks through to find inspirations as much models of compare and contrast worthwhile enough to ascertain truths that appear elusive though most are static being made with specific series of combinative factors Here each reality testing with the other particulates as we evolve in this desert of the real casting long doubtful shadows, promulgating senses of intense sensitive intents only failing because of the haphazard extents we all seem to go encoding pattern wherever we are fragments of our dream our slightest spark of cosmic gift we might refer to as soul triggers curiosity and yearning to unrequited scales we never actually grow beyond as that is the energy that retains reality which may mean it cannot die shifting as with other energy breaking away from the wider scope of things as they remain while they remain this way unfathomably magnetic unifying as the pulse through all of us searching for something better… minds in constant process of expunge and expurgate what doesn’t serve us gets ejected that’s the next theory to be taken as granted reflection of dissection Here distorted to bait us engagement then egregiously switch significant pieces further puzzling everyone to witness the official awfulness melodramatically play out distracting each other as information spreads beyond constraint so quickly it changes the landscape nightmares and dreams saved hippie ideals of scientific psychedelic search and rescue compromised and commodified as much codified into our culture mosquitos in amber negative thoughts that cast us all as villains to be cleansed of our sins, struck down by the weight of implied moral substance from the poisonous lips of proprietary blends commenced around daily habits what cannot be unseen even if what remains is fabricated to calibrate differently than what was before its arrival Here aliens taking shape as infants in terrible forms explicit demonological logistics never truly understanding where the next bestial imperialist will be born until it happens again stranger than fiction ye unjustified legacies kill imperiling all those coming forward ever after from this collective myth dreaming into reality at some point ominously close to futures framed time fading away too quickly, to surrender to the missing things sorting out memory through meta-fiction the hungry loser suffering from an optimal delusion of the magic eye the unknown parts chewed up by the meta-mechanical inspiration of cog eat cog insufferable jolt between states as the written word becomes code for the unspoken language of the soul for those who would wish to believe these things are truly sacred for the sake of the reading we speak similar guidelines in phrasing and grammar as though within those frameworks are many places to find oneself mistakes made to be inspired obstacle making stable futures certain…

thanks, khet_:/