Our pleasures be joyless doleful experiences. We seek not life's beauty but cher ish its funeral
aspects. We crave the (mis)fortunes rich in their non entity rejoice in celebrat ing less severe
tragedies. In the toil to exist we excrete individuality whilst captivating inte rnment in cloned identity.
Real is The oration of stone possessed emotion. I yearn isolation from this real isation. Reject the
elation of blissful tranquility, obsessions they lay with the bleak and sinister . A wealth of treasures be
ours to take possession yet we break bones and gruel to savour simulations. Disc iples of the
drabness devotees of worthlessness consent to endure the anguish and form only a shes. Real is the
oration . Oh yeagh let me go. Let me wander through buildings immense in their d esolation. At
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