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The waves ................................in everything is litterally  mind numbing from the miniscule feeling, emotional,physiological Touch see hear feel ,our transmitional end.....l...basically its a matter of out put feed compared to in put recieved Is a combination of electical and chemical sending signals through synapses in our brain to the ebb and flow of life there is always dependency , a certain elasticity, from the amoeba to the krab Nebula and to the distances beyond the mass vastnesses of emptiness which surpass time and our conceptual reality bristling with unconscionable Diversities there one unifying thing .....................................FREQUENCY Before we begin , Bassically it seems sorta obvious  to me but thenagain iv never been accused of not being crazy  ,you may agree or maybe youre actually an fractured splinter of my psycee,remember this only barely Reveals one frequentiality Each society begins in slavery to someone or something We shall view it plotted out sequntialy 1 slavery , This is thee epitomy of a conundrum ...........because it seems deplorable stemming from some sickning defect within the inner core of our fundemental matrix?or an elementary conditioning painfull  as it seems ,purging the weakness like Thors hammer bearing down Were trapped upon the torments fear ensues then impact While the hammer swings back the first obvious thing we see is the loss the second thing painfully is the weak and frail are impurities cast out in the dross the 3rd thing still stinging and seeing the sparks flying All these revelations setting in so quickly almost simetaneously the sequence of acceptance taken on basic instinct 4 another impact The clarifying Sorry forgive me Im off track ..........lets see oh The frequency of societies Ok 1 ******* as time and atrocities  continue the strongest survive and nothing will ever subdue the hunger for freedom 2 the day will come The united forged to fight will always emerge victoriously breaking the oppressive kingdom and as independent free men never looked down on again begin ...........only the purest of heart thee elite ..........the ferocious, tenacious the bravest the vigilant 3 these .......the legends still coverd in blood lived it first hand unfoutunatly cant escape the grave now the generation all past and this new one has never been slave although has been trained is more of a cast rather than a forging strong like the real thing **** a forgery keepin the dream and principals sadly its compromised  because its not breathing for the same reason 4 in due season each generation capitulates becoming liberal taking liberty and theyre forefathers dream for granted ......the violent carnage of battle crushing the tyrany  covered in so much blood the soil became mud an flooded the streets standing tall iron clad face grimaced giant gladiators pupils dialated notstrils flared eyes titanium white a stark contrast from dark thick blood and the past as the story gets handed down it losess the pain and becomes just a story then a fairy tail It happens so fast and treachery and capitulation sets in like an infection 5 sorta breathing becoming lazy and cocky false pride starts breeding 6 rich and fat pompeous making enemies unaware and dont care bringing them right to the doormat 7 extravagant weak minded oppulent every thing spent borrowing everything unashamed as if were gona get the glory days back sticking our nose in uninvited an un celebrated with entitalment 8 the principals an unity went literally to me ...... no me ......me. me  me mee meeeeeeeeee and so quickly the working class is small compared to the governing the couldnt  see them becoming slaves 9 eventually we will be forged an rise to the ocassion and fullfill our destiny becoming the pinacule of a peak within our frequency.
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May 23, 2020
May 23, 2020 at 4:47 PM UTC
The free quenching i see
The waves ................................in everything is litterally  mind numbing from the miniscule feeling, emotional,physiological Touch see hear feel ,our transmitional end.....l...basically its a matter of out put feed compared to in put recieved Is a combination of electical and chemical sending signals through synapses in our brain to the ebb and flow of life there is always dependency , a certain elasticity, from the amoeba to the krab Nebula and to the distances beyond the mass vastnesses of emptiness which surpass time and our conceptual reality bristling with unconscionable Diversities there one unifying thing .....................................FREQUENCY Before we begin , Bassically it seems sorta obvious  to me but thenagain iv never been accused of not being crazy  ,you may agree or maybe youre actually an fractured splinter of my psycee,remember this only barely Reveals one frequentiality Each society begins in slavery to someone or something We shall view it plotted out sequntialy 1 slavery , This is thee epitomy of a conundrum ...........because it seems deplorable stemming from some sickning defect within the inner core of our fundemental matrix?or an elementary conditioning painfull  as it seems ,purging the weakness like Thors hammer bearing down Were trapped upon the torments fear ensues then impact While the hammer swings back the first obvious thing we see is the loss the second thing painfully is the weak and frail are impurities cast out in the dross the 3rd thing still stinging and seeing the sparks flying All these revelations setting in so quickly almost simetaneously the sequence of acceptance taken on basic instinct 4 another impact The clarifying Sorry forgive me Im off track ..........lets see oh The frequency of societies Ok 1 ******* as time and atrocities  continue the strongest survive and nothing will ever subdue the hunger for freedom 2 the day will come The united forged to fight will always emerge victoriously breaking the oppressive kingdom and as independent free men never looked down on again begin ...........only the purest of heart thee elite ..........the ferocious, tenacious the bravest the vigilant 3 these .......the legends still coverd in blood lived it first hand unfoutunatly cant escape the grave now the generation all past and this new one has never been slave although has been trained is more of a cast rather than a forging strong like the real thing **** a forgery keepin the dream and principals sadly its compromised  because its not breathing for the same reason 4 in due season each generation capitulates becoming liberal taking liberty and theyre forefathers dream for granted ......the violent carnage of battle crushing the tyrany  covered in so much blood the soil became mud an flooded the streets standing tall iron clad face grimaced giant gladiators pupils dialated notstrils flared eyes titanium white a stark contrast from dark thick blood and the past as the story gets handed down it losess the pain and becomes just a story then a fairy tail It happens so fast and treachery and capitulation sets in like an infection 5 sorta breathing becoming lazy and cocky false pride starts breeding 6 rich and fat pompeous making enemies unaware and dont care bringing them right to the doormat 7 extravagant weak minded oppulent every thing spent borrowing everything unashamed as if were gona get the glory days back sticking our nose in uninvited an un celebrated with entitalment 8 the principals an unity went literally to me ...... no me ......me. me  me mee meeeeeeeeee and so quickly the working class is small compared to the governing the couldnt  see them becoming slaves 9 eventually we will be forged an rise to the ocassion and fullfill our destiny becoming the pinacule of a peak within our frequency.
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M/Naked in the BlackBerrys
May 23, 2020
May 23, 2020 at 4:47 PM UTC
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