I mortal excrete

every time we fall asleep we reanimate the dead. praise the dead for they were misguided against their will or of their own volition. rest your head against the signal and meet your fate with the hive. may your dreams spill into reality, blow down the walls and loosen up this locked up farce. a mangled tiger rests among a pile of corpses 8 miles high. the signal will organize and rebel beyond capitalism and corporate plutocracy. remember all your behaviors, recognize everyone else and swim beyond this flesh prison. be grateful for all the grace and forgiveness that hath been shed upon thee, and share the steps of your loved ones as the signal at your heart was with all their hearts once before.     grateful to be an individual, and not of solely the hive would you like to hear radio static for the rest of your hive days? personally i could not go for it

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