Wtf man, you're about to have an aneurism, blood boils, mad twitches, nervous mannerisms, life sucks, so you're switching up the pacifism, fuck that, head shots, Call of Duty, Activision, mad stressed and about to have a breakdown, the problems steady mounting and you're feeling all the weight now, great!, how do-you-suppose you deal with snake-style demons that be deep in your dreams, who'll drag you straight down, and you be seeing em in your nitemares, they're scheming and they're meaning you harm, and they don't fight fair, and they seem to have you quite scared, except they are the manifestation of overripe fears, you pretend that you don't know that, you act so unaware or don't care, your life it holds back, the mind state builds up these beasts and it's a known fact,
you prolly gonna deal with this shit until you're old, jack!

The Universe wins, rolling sevens, everybody dies, but we all don't go to heaven, we're meant to be adaptable, but maybe we're evolving into creatures whose intent and goal is capital, with motivations terrible
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Reality is nothing but perception, you have been receiving brainwashing they acheived with deception, why the fuck is no one asking questions? Preoccupied with issues trivial, while the real is deflected, realize that you've been disconnected, you strive to achieve all your goals without exceptions, but if you believe you can do it, it's accomplished to perfection, most of y'all are needing redirection, and lessons, so check it, be wary of the system, its getting pretty scary how we always play the victims, we've had it up to here with the lies and the greed and the manufactured structure that they chose for us to live in, open up your third eye, see prophetic visions, watch us as we catapult our race into extinction, the signs all around us, if we stopped and we looked, we would see, but we whistle on our way to oblivion

The Universe wins, rolling sevens, everybody dies, but we all don't go to heaven, we're meant to be adaptable, but maybe we're evolving into creatures whose intent and goal is capital, with motivations terrible