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Well tainted acception.

my pursuit to quash that negative connotation to happy that the mad world implies into being, but it isn’t just delivered in the disguise to make you writhe, the disgust brimming in your eyes as though you yourself have had the tentacle from hell penetrate your mind’s eye well… you leave yourself over-protected and jaded in this day, absorbing the tainted is the only way to outlast a grave display made from our ignorance, and you cannot help it as it is not your fault that the system has fucked us all to some degree or another… are there any other systems like this that require the harbingers of a new age to be as ignorant?… i would hope not, that this might be the only “hell” we get, but that is mere speculation until the great revealing for oneself… this place Here is still all about the wrong topics, is it not?… i leave only you to truly decide, the catastrophe is always there in the wings to make the life most harrowing apparently, but that time is for us to figure out on those isolated individual paths on which we are born… what may appear as the cesspool might actually be the wellspring from which all we ever will require realizes itself into the world… a background dim of noise surrounds the devotee on the task set by his mood, and all the world’s devices seem distorted and lost due to the fading distance, that connection between us and them tossed to the four winds… defying the logic and reason needed to shuffle about this mortal coil, i am just as wounded as you all, and curiously glare at the wandering scar that i have become… a deliberate void from which disturbing arrangements are composed and projected in one swift motion, with a tendency to over-flourish the remains of a statement whether i wish it or not, and take care not to count my perspectives ‘too true’ because they are shone from the mind of one more cursive of the creative….few of these pinpoint captions can really hold sustained value… this quantified vessel on which these memes are bound to sail inside, flowing through with the shifting, thumping sounds behind this skin…