TECHNOPATHY (We build)

Regionalized quadrant scanned by rhetorical reuptake revolution,
arbiter of formulaic contestable dissuasive dreary concoction,
forming of haphaestian arbitration of seemingly arbitrary molecular cascades.
Dissuasion in verisimilitude of the galvanized technology of intrinsic fermentation,
sure to harmonize the deontology of our surfeit conditioning,
deep in the signature of the reified.
Technocratic ambrosia within,
gathers the nostalgia into the deepest recesses of mind.

Mendacious and meticulous with it's attention to the sojourning monument of warmth,
and wrath, searing along the adventure of our delimited distension

with accomplishment of or conceiving gestative rhythm revealed by the craft of the nautograph of phonate stereophonic philharmonic sonic crash dang gone done did,
this thing I was supposed to do.

Hours before the sunrise becomes the sundry of lies apportioned of the seductions of puscillaneous of quantifiable remorse,
that by quantum dictates orients the world of seeming to the world,
seemed to me to be by some the semblance of the segregated instinct
to accord the dissuasion of monocultures of consequences.
Affirmation breeding restutution's reticulations form of the formulations,
a place for our shared platitudes and softer spoken misrepresentations,
evermore dictative of the recipientship of reciprocity retroactively woven into the retroform and revitalized.
You great concievers of merit, yet who take the innocent and corrupt them, in the name of being the program played out in their minds,
meticulous and quadrophenial of the congenial congenital defection,
from one side of injustice to others less total.
THE police state is upon us
its power total,
let the war begin between cops that are crooks with badges,
and the revelation of the conscriptive force qua persuasive stasis, dying, somewhere between electrons, that comprise the spectral discomfiture of the requisite inhabitor
of the faith evanescence of a living sky,
Hylozoic is seeing spirit in nature, but why not in seeing the material in the spiritual,
why so weighty is the duty we have to block the way of the ambience of the wicked
that we can charm the change out of a bank, rigidly set in stone.
Collapsable markets know the tribute of the insipid intelligencia,
the literati and the S.S., I was in Nam, I saw it all, ok just saying that.
Bludgeoned the beloved,
saw to it that I changed,
and now I minister to the reflex,
in the hour of discerning,
evermore dictated,
by the theme of dreams,
ripplecasted in the tecnopathy of
your cellular dream. 

Atomic macrobiotic,
protonic and designed by the aeons,
to assemble the light into the shadows.
I am the broken narrative of a generation,
so broken by blanket cosmogonies,
that there is scarcely a means,
of speaking of creation or creativity,
without evoking some sense of bewilderment,
and from that disposition,
We Build.