Twenty four hours of perpetual seconds that culminate and prevent souls to eliviate the pinacle evolutionary paralysis of the being that thrives in souls not to die...
Brink of mindless society mezmerizes my intellectual self... in questioning parallels of the true essense in which we... this community.... claim to be.... proprietors of liberty...
To take each step through crowds of androids .... batteries recharge each day.... filled cavities of chemicals to induce desired requirements for happiness and cures of depression
Humanity and the rat-race to doom... self-induced insanity for requirements of longevity of perceived insanity and constant intake of man-made deformative grades of “My Life”...
Die humans
Die souless beings
Or is it just within purgatory that your soul finds itself.... the place we call EARTH..
The time is now for re-birth
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