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Old 08-19-2013, 04:37 PM   #1
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Universal Resuscitation Protocol

LOST! I SAY, LOST!

Among men, dutiful to a sacred entity within my self, I fall ambivalently into a triad of past, present, and future. All meaning of such temporalities, fuse into an absolute presence that I madly hunt after with an internal, eternal escort to guide me. A wild-eyed Jekyll dragging along a hopeful Hyde.

Leaders of lies antecedently led by liars. Breeders of misinformation doomed in their own deceptive entanglements, so deep in their wicked trenches of malignant fabrications and they are burying us with them. Veins of men diluted with blood of men before them, only low frequency forms of their predecessors. Formed by flesh and controlled by Blood. We accept the environment placed around us and fall into a neurotic stasis, forsaken until a visionary understanding occurs. What happens now, my friends? We wait, we struggle, lay down our natural rights, duped by our own psychological fears, deceived by tyrannic slyness. They broadcast mental malnutrition and make our physical depletion a necessity for economic survival, and they have slowly increased their surface area of corruption, now touching all surfaces, tainting all aspects of our societal domain, purulent little pus-filled puppets on every corners spreading infectious information. Misguided, among men with vile souls and sinful minds. Men of guising prowess and unsteady convictions. I find myself among these men whom know themselves only as the money chasers and the propellants of polluted posterity .They are delusional and disoriented, forming the odorous masses, indoctrinated by a pungent authority to support the omni-penetrated system and to further misguide their children to immortalize the wealthy and to blindly sacrifice their lives for the further deterioration of a rotten society. Soldiers of Sin.

Society is infected, progressing into a global septic shock. Where are the practitioners of benevolence? The scholars of Goodwill? The pupils of Virtue? We are the cells of this societal body and our cure is endogenous. First, in a regimen for global vitality, must scour our own actions and eradicate the sicknesses dwelling within. The next intervention is prevention. Perpetuate morality into eternal posterity.
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