Reflection

Ubiquitous influence…

Well my friends, how’s things with you as we still paddle around in the puddle of shit caused by nothing more than human ignorance and stupidity? Had enough yet, or do you still want to play for a little longer in the mire that is human desolation and ignore the very obvious fact that sooner rather than later play time will be over. And then its back to the stark reality of what has been done and what now, must be done? Oh that sounds so sinister doesn’t it? Like a murderer giving his victim a choice about how they will die… reel yer neck in Harris, or you will scare those who live in isolation of the feelings that are needed to view a perception of life that is not a candy coated fucking illusion… and the prince say’s to the first minister of old, why…?

I here cry’s of ‘save Britain/England now’ as the protectors of the nationalist nation state heard their troops to protect the political prison they are not even aware they live in, being legally bound to. In the bliss of ignorance that is called such, to hide the fact that they are nothing more than trustee’s of human stupidity on the most elevated scale that in reality they are, truly aware of, but relish in making other human being’s lives a misery using nationalism as an excuse to do something their warped senseless minds enjoy. Sycophantic and parasitic to their masters who suffer the same trait along with trends of a narcissistic and pathetic nature, but also ‘very lost’ human being’s, who in all honesty don’t know their arse’s from their fucking elbows when it comes to understanding such things as equality of the heart and the illusion that is freedom in the mind’s eye. Sick of it I tell yer, sick of it. Chose thy destructor oh heinous stagnations of… but I still love them dearly for they are lost… because I must to save my own skin say’s the first minister of old and because my masters demand this of me…

Oops. I forgot, my pontifications are certainly lost on those who are new to the site and even possibly to those who have been here for an age, who are oblivious to the understanding of rational I deliver through diction… or to many the seemingly rabbling’s of one who has been touched by the do laly stick whoop, whoop… lost in translation as the allegory delivered falls on ears that only hear what they have been told to hear and nothing more. Once was I the same and till I was enveloped in the madness that is recognition and realisation of the immoral monster lurking in the grey matter we deem so bright… are they to destroy us through our actions oh so heinous and depraved that you hold guilt too as well? Yes says the first minster of old…

Is your life a struggle and does it seem that the price of bread is escalating beyond all realistic pricing? Is something only worth what someone else is willing to pay for it? So if everyone stopped buying bread until the price was reasonable, would the price recede to something more favorable? Or is it the case you don’t actually give a fuck about the price of bread? Possibly I suppose. Like you don’t truly give a fuck about anything else that does not concern you in your delusion that everything is ok… The economy of any political prison (cuntry) can be measured by the price of bread. If the bread is reasonably priced then things are pretty ok, albeit you must still remember you still live in a political prison, but this just means that the prison you live in is better than other ones in the world. If the price of bread has rocketed, then basically the economy of the prison you live in has been manufactured to be fucked for specific purpose. The purpose… and will you be destroyed through these past actions of non-acceptable behaviour? Yes I will be say’s the first minister of old…

Is there a cure for the politically and religiously insane members of the communities we struggle to survive in? Oh, you don’t struggle, oh well you soon will do as the senseless status driven lost idiots cut the branch the side they are sitting on… Surely you must realise there is a cure? You don’t? Oh well not to worry, in time enough you will see as the branch the insane sit on falls on you. Are you wise enough to heed the warning to step aside to avoid what gravity dictates will happen if they keep sawing away at the branch? Oh well obviously not. Take two of these and you will feel fine. Oh and don’t worry about the numbness it will soon pass as you stop worrying about everything that matters… is there anything that will stop this cascade of cards falling? No says the first minister of old…

So my friends how are you really? Still wading, or are you now stuck in the excrement of human misery struggling to stay upright daily? I feel for you, I really do and please be reassured that sooner rather than later a new tide in human existence will unfold, with waves so powerful that the tide will wash away human stupidity to replace non sense with sense. And thus when the water settles, all will find peace and comfort with harmonious tones that are pleasing to the ear and sights that are pleasing to the eye, but only when the dark path has been walked with trepidation, with obscure vision and with the fear of drowning in the loathing of past actions. And so it has started, so bring on the darkness and let us all drown… and will we survive the fall? Yes, but we will remember nothing of what was, what has been or about what we were, because of the hypnotist and his preternatural tones. None will escape his vision, as none escaped it before, but this time none will influence him and all that has been built upon that influence before, will be undone permanently… x

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