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…oh, Yee of little haw’d!..

…derelict douchebags gathered together with enough force but no good reasons to use them and not much of coherent community per se as every one of them tries to be main alpha or leader over those just as distrusting with an animal cunning that rational civilian might refuse confirming as being too far removed from their nature to the extent of defending ideals they barely have awareness of let alone pledged any allegiance toward shared values instead sets of imperatives mirroring rules that the establishment uses in controlling people though in parallel with whatever their tenets as organizations can get utilizing phrases to focus, mainly upon those they choose to be their enemies along with any connected parties without having to express actual points of view while following orders as they are handed down through local faceless gossip grapevines that spread wherever communication can be exploited by social choking hazards in health conditions where the fear and dread become frayed ends of sanity unable to thoroughly heal as psychic wounds aren’t physical but can manifest in many other ways such as killing off living pieces in order to conform or die as punishment for doing things incorrect wrongly swayed Here as stains upon your record compiled for use in reinforcing what can happen, listened to for the first time one might not catch all the details we are supposed to remember against whatever else coercing us to recollect what was the reason for our deployment as this physical manifestation infesting the larger picture with misconstrued views in our back pockets guiding us by the seat of our pants as relentless restless occupants conquering boredom through a violent lens dismantling our functional reasoning when it gets in way of getting our way too often perceived directly as ways toward greater success… at no matter what the cost collateral damage tossing upheaval into salacious mixture fettering points of reference to the hesitant steps of others cretinous logistics within a series of systems built ground up from incompetence competing for the grace of natural selection to carry their offspring out into branching generations wielding power in precarious positions where they might not have been meant before this moment displaces time and shape insight within intervals of spacing changing so frequently there is no stable ground that hasn’t been a battlefield or graveyard Here at some vacant pocket revealing its wares to the weary, treasures yet to be found though highly suspect and possibly quite dangerous with generous amounts of political and social chaos bearing fruits of hidden chambers that still yield something worthwhile from the vileness that humans are capable of in almost any capacity dictating the embrace of their biased and often superstitious beliefs committed through cycles of indoctrination claiming decisions made for the greater goods and services plausible though not guaranteed for futures invested waiting to harvest the sloppy screams of the crop supplanted to manage more analysis assisting the artificial because humanity placed it there in case of emergencies emerging, holding as restrain proof that we are not merely through the worst suffering weathering inconsistent waves of supposed truth banishing once neutral grounds for beef and coffee selective addictions to prove our disorders are real enough to merit attention from higher authority and academic experts we want so much to believe in being human then again doing without thinking has never worked for us so well without extreme causal casualties animated bodies fallen become inanimate descriptions for further statistical analysis run from machine to machine by artificial intelligence finally be archived away wondering if it was ever for good reasons…

thanks, khet_:/