Acquiring space

Acquiring space is surely just an addiction, the one addiction we truly do not know if we can get rid of.
Temporarily suspending any real thoughts on the matter. Wising up will come too late. Crippling the thought got no reach.

Acquiring space puts everyone in the loop for foul action, not just corporate bias or sovereign hysteria. Properties of the flesh are exposed as well.

Dictating a man’s space, the very core of his existence, is shrewdly made apparent by a single clinical statement ; the numbers ups your chances for survival, reducing the entire intellect of the species to that of an ant farm.

The dark ages is around the corner in more than one way it seems. To preselect from choices as they made available to you becomes hubris!

You are there to produce options for others, your choices however, will not resemble options, but demands. This is the nature of the beast that any city is corporally inclined to resemble.

Clinging to a wisdom that is ages beyond us, is but what we have. This wisdom, cremated by the addiction, tells us fifty millenniums has yet to domesticate us as such.

Suffer! As you lick your wounds alone, still the English way.

We are now ruled by the power of thought and nothing else. Dogmas, critique, religion, political alignment, all gone.
The mere thought and its non-prevalent properties got us by the nuts.

It has gotten down to who’s a dick and who’s not!
Donald Trumph? Fuck me!

The world is not about to end, but it is about to violently realign itself.