automatons with business suits clinging black boxes, sequestering the
blueprints of daily life contented, free of care, they rejoice in morning
ritual as they file like drone ant colonies to their office in the sky i
don't ask questions, don't promote demonstrations, don't look for new
consensus, don't stray from constitution if i pierce the complexity i
won't find salvation just the bald and over truth of the evil and
deception there is an inner logic, and we're taught to stay far from it
it is simple and elegant, but it's cruel and antithetic and there's no
effort to reveal it graduated mentors stroll in marbled brick porticos
in sagacious dialog they despise their average ways displaying pomp and
discipline, they mold their institution where they practice exclusion on
the masses every day decorated warriors drill harmless kids on pavement
simulating tyranny under red alert protecting the opulent and staging
moral standard they expect redemption of character and self-growth (no
equality, no opportunity, no tolerance for the progressive alternative...)
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