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And so I ponder my frailities as give giveness to the/they that are in response to my/your parental misgivings, the way windward wade their roughened cinder complexities confided to an annotated disgfiured desire-repost postured, annotized rediculum of the come-what-may forensics of a culprit coined society that pre-ill-determines the ever/always socio-intelli-gent billing, all-so highly coi-tol-exonerated to pursue benevolent capsules of relevant neverance that potentates a primal postulate levered logically, reverently, commonly, prostatically that (n)ever entices a norm to rise above/below reign to an upscale present knowledge notice that reassures, re genders, re supposes, redesigns all infinite anonimities giving us a way to am/pm the awful mixed truth of ubiquitous un-understandings; of the static/dynamic/stagnant rule of human just all equal under the Law?  No one's safe from the freak show that ever illicits a derailment from the "norm", a stance so rhetoric and superficial, that the ongoing NeoRationalization will fit/cue the Bill of (I am) Rights, in its consequence of the time/place disdainment, which seizes the outright normalcy that the gov't is sworn to uphold, and not Sovereign to dictate it's excesses regardless of any principles. The point being, we for all our years werehavenow been given a specific socio-path to piss pursue that meets some/their/all body snatcher pod-casts, none of our own choosing. The good,bad, the choice of a nation bequeaths the peacepace of our future; as long as we follow, not lead, falter to a near-sighted moral in-directorate that confines us to the 99% of junk people in this stacked capital pretense to feed the 1% Metrolipolites that disfigure/reconfigure our every move from a benign birth to a damnable death, skillfully guided by a pre-designed payout of dollars/cents/power to those that pro-rate life as to station, while leaving out those that be-rate the slug system. History remembers the guillotine as a ready remedy to the inequities of the, "Have and the Have Nots", fostering an order steeped in Primal Rhetoric and wholesale Vengence. Can the ballot box be so misconstrued as to pass on all its related internal evils? Let's instead serve to  engulf/recognize/enlighten/reprise/ all inner truths, we are related by body and soul, yet remain foreign to ourselves. Who wins?
Then, the pattern is the same? Yes, we will go from one to the other, one to the other, one to..., one,...and they destroy themselves.
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