coming by fascism honestly... honestly, come on...
General cults. Cults around generals. Who are the four stars we gotta be worried about? Are they C grade business people, just low end billionaires? But they've got some amount of loyalists, always, they have enough of some kind of charisma that works on eager psychopaths and morally compromised. It's comfy to live in a place where you're not morally compromised, don't feel forced to be morally compromised, don't think i'm morally compromised anyway, the system is compromised.
Get on the intercom. Tell them something, prevent a clamp down. Everything under control, situation, uh, normal. That sounds like the right kind of balderdash, right? You could kiss the blarney stone in space heaven. Space Heaven is my favourite spaceclub. It's also a drum'n'bass club. We can fly there in the drum'n'bass ship. Jack that box.
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channeling easy mode
Sometimes I fade, like Bod . Then proceed to get away with things. Stealing time, treating myself. To a glorified journal entry. This pigmy...
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