shuffling around only if you are so bored by the opened eyelid to see
the cruelty inherent in this place, some of the beasts appear to take
the human shape, but still others have to conform to other disguises…
the aliens within us, and not the chest-bursting psycho freaks either,
more or less that particular signal that filters through the organic
matrix that houses our individuated soul… these are the cyphers to
crack cosmic code, and even early humanity has had access to these
forces and abilities, that psychic penetration into the flesh… for some
this consciousness falls away almost immediately after birth, and this
is what we forget in order to assume the next form of life, all things
return to this state of living incarnation… even as sands of time shift
and weave a spell over the world, in some way this linear model runs
parallel to the dynamic energy that clings to all aspects of this rich
plateau, neglect inevitably follows the conflict between what is said
and that which is done to maintain this precarious reality…the eternal
balance between earth and mind, matter and consciousness, and it is in
the space between all these muscular works that the synapses fire… the
sequence begins again to create new agents to view this world still
further differently from what ancestors claimed would remain from the
point of their age of incarnate existence, now they join with the
spiritual mass on the other side of obvious perception, but their
material parts divide into the rest of the living mass… ripples run into
each other everywhere in this great sea where monsters manipulate the
waves, it seems more and more like humans were just meant to distract
themselves long enough, but to perceive what particular ends i ask?…
claims riddle us with statements of serving and protecting the people,
but money ends up being the great diplomat in the quest to recreate
dreams and meet needs, a false god that the elite have come to worship
in their shadow temples to the selfish ego of control… promised control
over their own lives by giving into the greater control that external
forces will push persons to submit to in order to gain anything in
alignment with the hunger for more, and these selfish hungers for
control represent the beast of human menace, these entities bedevil the
souled human at every turn especially the ones that empty their organic
portal into the depths with reluctance… tortured human robots that
willingly allow their humanity to be sapped and perverted to satiate
the needs of another force altogether, the united network of victims ins
the new state of ‘Merica, but maybe this has really been the dominant
truth all along…rules set by opinion, the rulership ideals of the
wealthiest percent of the populace, and is there any wonder why we fear
our police?… placated by massive amounts of “good” drugs to appeal to
our commercial gods haunting us via the television lands projected into
our minds, shamed into thinking we are nothing if we do not buy into the
current regime which of course is part of the lie they feed us, and the
guilty meat surges through our intestines forcing us to be hopeless
tools in the societal discombobulation… the structure malformed by the
purposes moved askew by the ones who do not hold the power, but this is
the problem, we each affect the greater whole in a wide range of things
we cannot see with our eyes… we haven’t done anything about our own
plighted state because of the fear and panic in allowing ourselves to
fall into ruin and disrepair, in looking for the next new thing we see
instead of searching for answers to the lingering questions
