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The Misosophy Mantra of the smoke and mirror digital reality. So keep eating your facile perfected images of unattainability. Keep injecting your face with the fat of the land polluted with irrationality. Worship the twerking devils of the screen. Imbibe all your fervour and devotion beyond a normal religion replicated to the screen. Suck your entertainment through whatever holes go undersea into the medusa server sheds pitted across the graveyards of cold lifeless vistas. Keep playing that victim card that steals agency for being able to make your own way through life without any mental controls. Play the demons chorus on the repeat imitate and don’t innovate. Forget any struggle and hardship, just keep chewing on the softest ice-cream while the world continues to produce saccarine visions from third world slave labour gristle and bone piled into a heap, milled and refined into the all you can eat. Don’t rebel and find the path to your own div
