Winding out a drawn out thought experiment. Finding the weak weary strains to not be distracted again. I bear the stain mark, no faith to obey. It's not to obey, but to behave. Brave against the bereaved beraters and disobey all malicious contentious command, when your an angel you can catch the bratty brothers misbehave, cut off their smite of hands.
Empty visions lessons on legions struck by lesions. Twas the season of unreason now the reckoning awakening. This twinkling the end of quackery. When the anti-viral mal-ware softwares become the hugest virus plague of the computer age. Incensed that nothing is as advertised I invent my ultimate world of smooth sailing.
The apocalypse worth having. Has it been tried to the fullest or even heard of!? The look on everyones faces as the revelations stream to the core of their being - all the ranting and raving seemed for nothing. Cheap cheated on corrupt economic systems churning out meat robots for mass consumption of needless chemicals found in dispersed products distributed to people that don't really need to hear another advertisement for the rest of their lifetime. It's not greed that feeds, it's a distracted unholy seed that bleeds us. What a sickening awesome power to be well. It could only be so if a kid could understand it.
Imagine even one ingredient gone like corn syrup that rots teeth and brain. No more cell phone towers shooting signals through my organism. No more plastic estrogens making me sick and infertile no more. Say bye bye to that, would you please!? Get some thermal mass on my dwelling and the overgrown garden that keeps on ripening. Get back to the garden of eat'n'. Green every desert on the planet with Permaculture. That would give the smuggers something to feel bad about and they would be forced to feel good
