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opening up new consciousness in the cyber-mall junky phase of perception, upsetting the psychic appletree all over Amerikkka's public headspace, sending anarchism to the cleaners and biting the tongue that feeds us - rocking to my own beat, beating my own meat, meeting my own feet, defeating my own sweet sweet illusions and tossing them aside for the disinfo heads to pick up and run with and fucking shit up with a capital fuck
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