April 26, 2022
the symptoms of despair, the touch of anothers cold hand inhibiting the need to become other than your structured self a
importance based on income we are surrounded in corrupt ideals unnoticed laws passed in the dead of night giving our hard earned taxes to the wealthy 1%, and yet we feel the lessening of skill in corruption and now it prances before us unafraid to be recognized as criminal desires what we believe as life is a demonstration of the ego’s power building edifices to their character an illusion of the senses for they built nothing without stealing someone else’s hard earned income and dived right into
our tax dollars taking from us what dollars they wanted expanding their greed that made them stronger, more evil as they now play god over all of us, human behavior always in flux each generation latches on to the propaganda machine that seek their conformity, a better future when deep in our psychic we know we are being manipulated to believe in something that brings profits not for us but the immoral leaders of divine hypocrisy it is a pandemic of thoughtless facts that detour you from your own
nature separate and unique finding your footing is loose and your direction of self-understanding now evaporating even before you found your path to freedom of self-awareness to stand on your own feet to control your future and not the one being picked for you, your life now dismissed without support now you are put in the corral with the others and you must fight it out amongst the hateful eyes fighting for a little piece of power over someone, anyone to feel that you too could have been important
if you didn’t deny your future life by seeking your own unique truth, late in the growing calm of still thoughts I assume my life had a purpose, I think, I don’t think, I don’t want to think, I am dry of my own ideas my unique journey cancelled, a new look, a new pride, a new party to attend and yet they know me as an actor and not a person, an individual separate without an inner awareness of self, we are in a box without knowledge of the plans already forming without your consent, a carrot dangling before
eyes once focused now each moved to do the bidding of others, we think we know who we are and why we are here but nothing is for your benefit you are a character playing your part in meek yeses for what is present in you is a rejection of your individuality and going along with the flow of corruption, your new persona ignores your old traits of giving and now succumb to the demands of greed clutching for any simplistic means of pilfering anothers hard earned cash you have joined the new
human race, parasites with knowing eyes detecting one that is an easy mark as poverty joins the ranks of military madness, white supremacy ranks with superficial normalcy of hate, an irrational thought is thrown in the air, for one to grab, flipping coins to see how to demean others for fun and profit how do humans conditioned to hunt, conditioned to follow the hero idol, replace the aggressive animal instincts still in abundance in all humanity and move away from conventional thoughts and move toward an
intuitive perception of lives wasted in moments fighting with each other and not paying a purposeful awareness of the true culprits of our exploitation the affluent, these men and women are separate entities from us bought souls working hard for greed as they control more and more of our behavior, for they are the new controlling class of our liberty barely visible to the naked eye, we are too busy trying to survive the rampaging excess of these men and women of selfish addictions, their greedy
eyes always looking for a quick profit off the working class by introducing religion into our lifecycle, these unfeeling beings of aggressive power instigated a belief in a higher purpose and we the people of slavery had to endure the violence of rape, murder, wars, salvation through sacrifice, giving of oneself to this higher purpose a paradise waiting for us after death while the brutal nature of wealth that destroyed lives for pleasure in the past, present and into our infinite future was just a test of our faith in
a silent god that seemed to live in a vacuum of self praise and power, and when will mankind revolt against these false god’s not in heaven but here on this planet that rule us as we rule animals and our lasting expression is not one of thankful dying but one of fear of death for what awaits us on the other side could be another scam perpetuated by a more powerful, more ruthless maniac seeking pawns in his kingdom of pain and sorrow, a hell that never ends here on earth our god’s are
illusions of belief for what we are now living through is a more aggressive, a violent taking of our lives through not the devil but the concentration of wealth in the hands of a few that dictate to us how we will live and who we will serve and their morals are illusive and their ethics are non- existent when dealing with us, their inferior creatures but they will share ideas of criminal actions with others of their clans for wars equal profits, hunger equals profits, for the weak will do anything to save their
families, our taxes equal profits for they have had their hands in our pockets since the beginning of time, their dreams are not about saving people or saving this planet from extinction but who can come up with the next plan to take, exploit and kill for their investments are a little light right now so we need to start another war so we can sell the poor slobs our military madness with profits rising again, I think I will build myself a fortress away from our oceans rising and have my black-water soldiers
surround my home to protect me and my 6th wife if she behaves herself and doesn’t shop without my consent, myths run rampant giving more to the wealthy than they deserve, for they are not godlike in their everyday activities of making millions of dollars off the backs of their workers here in the US of greed and around the world, creating a growing poverty of the middle class and the already poor, these predators seek worship for their knack of stealing someones hard earned money, we deserve more
these rich personas seek glowing praise for the peanuts they give to charities that they write off as expenses, and they never do the dirty work themselves for they are above the little details of stealing from the people and giving themselves bonuses for they have their designated middle men that hire mercenaries to carry out the vital protection of their assets at all costs what we get for our struggles is the drum beat of death, our lord and protector silent after his sacrifice twenty centuries ago now we must fend
for ourselves in a wasteland of ruthlessness, brutal
hate for anyone different in skin and prayer for
their mood changes with their profit margins, every million stolen heightens their need for more pain for the worker bees, the horror of lives abandoned to fend for
themselves in a violent arena without cause and effect just hate forging its material
greed, demanding more profits at the expense of the little people ignorant of their death
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