In my time of discontent I see sadness in the human rhelm beyond the dress, beyond the duress, past the smiles, cries, tears and fears. I see a mechanical spiritedness merged with a flooding of standards inequitable for the most part by those who live by the lie. This merging of emptiness with the remnants of past lies and torturous sublime order makes us all empty so we may sustain the lie they weave and we perceive.
We dress for duress and our training requires that. The cries with lies on the inside and out wait for our oldness and pain to appear as it did with all those before so us, like them, can reflect on all our missed opportunities while the devil laughs directly at us. But hey, we don't believe in anything anyway and that is representative of our mechanistic ways and sound measures of contriolled discontent. 98.2
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