A proposal to the intelligent of our community, the wise, wealthy of spirit and commerce, those lofty souls lording over our consciousness as techno literal gods, some liberal, but all deliberate in their manifestations, how paramount is it your attention paid to this issue, those of us suffering beneath the weight of the hay being forked upon us, these great bails you set sail upon our wails carried in winds rising towards skies without ample oxygen, shooting to space in a creationist replacement for our compartmentalization of your problems, these grandiose issues affecting the global gargantuan of intergalactic domination, yet we are a singular sentient simian simp, just sitting and functioning, some mechanism in a prison locked up denied the rights of these deep fried questions, like chicken skin these crunch cracklings quaking beneath the jurassic park tyrannisaurus rex boiling oil sex coated feces you feed us, these regurgitated antiquated ideas of ultimate authority must be disintegrated and regulated beyond superficial lies subjugated beneath our primordal purpose to command our righteousness in earnest and expand upon the spiritual whorl of mankind with a worldwide calling to rescind from the governmental control of this conflict pertaining to personality defunct of inward inflection, for there's no segregation when its human spirit we're defending, so lets form a conglomeration of willful force, some destiny we can contemplate together in beauty, invest ourselves in the lives of the exhausted, those dire doctors denying themselves the seclusion of we who don't have to see the torments of the sick and dying, those on their death beds, mutilated by the desire of our horror minds dominating the lands, of those warriors crying and murdering their way throughout the ideology of revolution, in their own exclusion they suffer repulsions from exercises of kill from the decisive whose ill will compromises our youth, drills in them the filth of death and national pride, where can we hide, from all this onslaught if not within the upstarts of the heartfelt motions of a mind in a solution of alcohol and the weed smoke of Washington, a state of orgy stating its purpose with its fellow prelates upon the united narcissists telling us we can't evolve to a level beyond the bevel of your evil, yet we flood good circumference that circumvents your primary purpose, that drive to provide for our hive and bring back in a state imbibed through bribes and strides, a human spirit; i have come up with it, the desire to hex it, forget the brexit, we're not tools to their tutelage, just trauma victims in the emergency room, waiting authorization to admitted to the psych-ward