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Mom

economic and social perimeters 

polygonal features on cave walls drawn by stoned apes

yaweh or no way

dont put your dick in everything that moves 

don't take what doesn't belong to you 

we will have lots of nuance in our laws that wealth can buy

wealth from cash crops and lab cultured pearls

the gasoline sheen that comes off the white orbs is something like extra sensory phenomena 

all the light you can't see 

do you see the light or a memory of flesh?

an immediate reflection of a wet electrical pathway 

in meat

what can objectively exist that produces mechanisms like this? 

what schizophrenic god would enable sight from the long line of metabolism that would come up with something like an eye

the chaos of a natural system to observe the chaos of natural systems 

it don't make no sense and therefore should unite our humanity

but there were all those assholes who wouldn't wear masks

its not even about efficacy, it's about the show of solidarity in the face of certain death

i do love things 

i feel infinite and a apart of them always 

but I also feel weak and defeated 

it doesn't help that the federal government is a mafia

it doesn't help I have to get stoned 

it doesnt help when the job starts so early

it doesn't help the tp is 1 ply and so many people are in prison

it doesnt help to entertain yourself 

it doesnt

all the way we keep track of stuff 

any way you axiomize reality 

all control is an illusion perpetrated by a lucky relatively recent species 

all of our success is built, by slaves, on a foundation of advertising 

which is lying 

thats during peace

when they want a war the foundations float on blood

to satisfy a lie that was promised a lie

it can't end well at this rate