Irate Specialist ii

this body inhabited by spirit unseen ungleamed, undreamed plucked from dreams unseen culled from unseen ungleam undream draw on unseen obscene she calls from within to see that which is without with beheld by mind of thousand whys it seems this body given not freely received one once within born to reside in dreams no choice in matter yet judging believing in subtle lies inadequate for job yet design never fails this is machine sentient it seems in deed created through experimentation doing what it was designed to measured against size of unseen mind poisoned by sound unclean lies accepted developed in illusion delusion these illusions false competition created by mind in seclusion seclude some within all things become real except reality dodged by heart broken and shattered glass who believe that reality is cruel dream is reality schemes never realizing nightmare it is scream wake up MOTHAFUCKA! reality screams you are just in a dream everything is relative to it big only when next to small proportion is key and even that is unreal created by random experiment control double blind what is it you want to feel what is it you want to build to feel this who the fuck are you whoever you want me to be YOU BITCH!! who do you want to be how do you want to feel


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