Perfection is perfecting...always LIFE~

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Planned obsolescence, now self perpetuating in third phase, the road to destruction.
The gimmick and flash, smoke and mirrors said as sufficient, empty.
I believe in perfection, that it is possible, on all scales, and I will not cease. Soon, now, the glamorization of glutony 'be who you are'...yet to cease The Becoming.

I for one, seeming quite alone, these days, will never stop seeking~

*Else you are not truly living, therefore not producing, advancement, only the illusion of, finite, limited... a passing notion.

Just the facts ma'am ~

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However, as the great transcendentalist once said:

'We should not have to smile, for our daily bread'

*In this we proselytize ourselves, making a whores mockery of our Country (wherever that may be) PRINCIPLE~

Production is and should be a "natural" pre-inclination~

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 The answer to address what to do, in ref. to 'free loading population', the true demonic derelicts, a by-product, far preplanned (phasic)...the answer; same as in usurping a countries waywardness, that mooch off the global phalanthropic benevolence of The Others

Cut off food supply, set up work stations, to earn merely survival~

Time machine teach by proven imperical 'functionalism'

 The answer to raising money for good cause, sell name tiles or title tiles, and display, for those who need the affirmation, within the village, built to produce. A community is A Factory...where factoring make manifest RITUAL~

 The answer to setting up communities, produce something!

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Kill the Man, but hied my words a warning.

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Tis' now quite obvious, at least to me, that we are working under either rationed, restricted else/otherwise finite energy means. We would thus show an optimistic mind toward GMO's being made always better, and to stand behind this, a rally. Rather, restrictions made embargo, due to limited and foreseeable limited projections. The Sun, and the very Stars in the sky...thus the Heavens...not as they appear/Maya

EPL; a paradox ["On this we must agree"]

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 We are being watched, always evaluated.

Kata is privilege, the only.

One will suffer now, or later. One will suffer in work, or worse without.

Our thoughts, a manifestation of our inner balance.

We are weighed on this.

Principle does not alter, nor change.

I am only a sloppy messenger, that looked into the abyss, and lost that divine spark.

See that.

 There is a paradox, which seems to exist, then not...always in a transcient state. How far do I prim, groom...how closely do I spy through the concavity of "the viewer", whilst still LIVING within the construct? Life, a perpetuated agitated state, of being.

 In our so called youth, we are matter making machines, or part of, yet later to find, to aid in what seem to discover what does not matter.

 A constant agitation, a vibratory force emits, the paradox.

 A Woman, vivre, justifying yet not held to it
 Do we go on? Why? And for whome, do we seek, seeming endless now?


This is why a main symbol, a way is paramount. We can see in varied near or far sided fashion, amplified to a point with angle, intelligence, intellect and design. Yet in the end, as to have collectively asserted "an end", we see the command, we must chose together.

 We also must blame another, for which we promoted now in regrettable blind faith, always in hindsight. Yet when, as a true collective, and alone as component, we rise, take responsibility for an ultimate action, we are now and finally go in a direction, known.

On this we must agree.

Madness

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 "At what point indeed, do we cease to serve the self, when Principle is not found, therefore to find North, thus to have continued our quest. We serve other's to the extent, we do not serve them in madness, dispare or anti-princple as a means. There is a chasm here, that is often pressed, as the flitting distance between two true points. There emerges a third. The grey area now becomes the eye of providence, a beacon of Hope."

SMO13

We, must go together, never stop seeking

Infinitum secretiore