tuning the vibrations all the way down THEY forgot to chain me up when THEY return I am going to give THEM an enveloping HUG (remember the MK classes when you were a KID?) THEY FORMATTED OUR very BRAINS to accept the dictated narrative if wishes were trees that never moved the angelic beings remain motionless as if quiescent machines in meditation harlequin racing stripes BRIGHT down the spine each spawn NOW AWARE of geo-graph active STATE where consequences diffuse
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