There are agendas everywhere, everyone has their own big bucks to make whether not your on the stove frying up a nice juicy piece of steak or travelling back forth in a long distance in a truck delivering some frozen pizza it is all part of the society agenda. Now continue on and let me ask you this no how about let you ponder this imagine a world where everything is wrong and you are right and you now control society with a blink of an eye from everyday movements to what beer you choose it seems like it is playing with the powers of GOD but no it is not that it is the society agenda and it is an agenda created by us and what we believe and what we think within our minds. Apart of this agenda comes the form of media from the news outlets to these reporters, journalist, and most important of all....tadadada drum roll f!ck it, WRITERS! They make an entire part of the society agenda real and what we see in our mind real and what we feel to be REAL!
Now you may be thinking oh no sh!t that is the most mindless answer to what creates this paranormal theory that extravegates our inner regions, the things that just tickle us like a feather in our butt or the sound of a whisper slowly echoing in us like we are the whisper no it goes deeper than that much deeper than the time I drifted off into a far away land where I met my friend named Binky and we had many great adventures but that is a story for another time as we are now focusing JUST focusing only on this one giant marvellous thearium that is happening as we speak! Now where was I um as we know writers can write stuff they are what we write but to say we read what they write in fact you might be reading this now I don't even know I don't even care it is all part of the society agenda and now you look outside and see a bright flaming ball of light that is the sun we don't know we care although if it was to burn us but we don't care if it was to go away from us from a while and enter nighttime when the sun suddenly disappears to where we don't even know and all these places that now have the sun we don't but is it really needed I ask you this, why does the sun laugh but not shed a tear? Why does the sun smile but not speak a word? Why does the sun, become a sun?
Not only the robots seize the city and take control of all human emotions the bacon fries in the pan like a gleeful smile and the cookies never see the need to become a cake a wonderful delicious cake you will sink your teeth into. The next money goes down on the man that invented the moon and was able to bounce back from the planets that aligned with the solar system from the mug that smells of a wonderful mist of joy he comes to say get off my enterprise this is my ship but you know it is your ship and you take hold but Obi-Wan says to fight back then this guy I met named Tinker told me to grab the wheel and we fly off the cliff then we crash land to the next dimension where a giant burger was shooting lasers and turning people into fries and tons of coke was just coming out everywhere and all this cheese was like lava flowing onto the city and holy shit what a dimension that was when we take the wheel back oh help us we take it back and end up in our dimension again but this time....we find hope. But the society agenda is real.
Now magically this ties back into what I was saying earlier with and I also present to you, totallarion. It is real, it is true, all of it. The force within their minds, the dark side that compels them to do these dirty deeds done dirt cheap, the realm within that tells them to DO AND ACT upon what they believe is right and most often never is. These writers today are all circling that form of innocence and turning into a burning ring of fire that burns burns within your mind! It is sad but true they tell you to don't stop believing in hope and who your characters you remember really are but in turn you end up chasing waterfalls and nothing else matters and the great gig in the sky continues to play on and now it is just us and them and who knows which is which and who is who but in the end it doesn't even matter and you tried so hard and now in the eye of storm just the sound of silence, hello darkness, my old friend you cry out you have come as you are as you were as I want you to be he tells you he will never give you up, will never let you down but he did. But the society agenda is real.
It is all part of the never ending battle in the society agenda, what these writers plague on society today and how they are breaking the agenda like a buffoon caught wanking in the middle of snowstorm inside a freshly made snowman little billy just made but comes back to a surprise as he sees the goddamn buffoon when he breaks down the snowman oh no he was never the same ever again but it doesn't change the future or the past nor an event as such would ever have a great impact on the society agenda but you know what does that signify, a piece of your memory known only in your childhood. You remember and look back to the first time you suckled on your first sweet juicy melon and just remember tasting it all the juices just coming out as you suck it dry like a hobos cash bag in the most sketchiest part of Detroit you remember taking that first bite of a big juicy sausage just wrapping your mouth around them buns taking in that big sausage all that mayo covered on it mmmmmm you take it in lick it lick your lips oh it is so good you say it feels so good then you just want more and you go deeper and deeper in ooooh yeaaah mmmm just biting it all gobbling like a goddamn turkey in the middle of rooster season ughhh yeahhh that is it TAKE THAT SAUSAGE BOY, but then you remember it is part of a memory. Profound as it was it will never be who we were once as a whole in out thoughts we battle it but we can't escape the poking and probing and all the things we stuck up in places that we shouldn't stick in because it simply wouldn't fit in or it was just too loose we feel the need to remember but a memory only becomes a tool for the soul to dance upon.
Only in memory we as people can think to know what is real and what is not real. Our mind creates this visage, it is just a marvellous thing when it is able to also create not only a world a full on crazy train rushing at high speeds of more than 80 miles an hour but also characters. In today's society we have come to accept characters we know and remember that were once looked upon to us as heroes and a true symbol of society now being reduced to mere foes or the symbol of a flag painted in a colourful visage or have become the opposing gender so suddenly in a mere blink of an eye without the thought of it being put in place. These ideals suddenly are now able to take the humanity away from what we remember and now not only remove us but distance us further to what we know should be right. What needs to happen is the world just needs to come together to find the courage to tell this agenda written in stone it is time it needs to be written with a pencil and the finest eraser shall move among the lines erasing what was known but now shall be
This society agenda these crimson puppets abuse are the reason why this totallarion state this Earth as also known is in the form of being a panic eating worm driven hole of lustful sins made worse by the acts committed inside closed closets we can not see. This is why a hero like Batman now suddenly wants to have a relationship with Robin and take him on horse rides in his mansion with his vile disgusting manner he speaks in and his succulent wine which drinks the foes like Alfred into helping this act of shameless deeds take place in such a timeless fashion, this is why we can not sleep at night because this society agenda is bloody wrong and you best believe mate is that we need to find our future and take our future by the thin cuts of our wrist and slice our way through the mind of what writers dream of such yondless fondles and adventures of cream puffs in tartar sauce.
I once took a brief warp back to the medieval times and found that not only the draw bridges remain closed but they do because trust is a factor not many can come by. Sure a dragon can come by anytime and say hello let me knock down your castle but a human can't. The peasants speak a word and let slip the tacos are flying in the pigs race around with fairy wings and the trees wank off in the forest gracefully. They let loose the secrets of time and space and soak in Mars like it is a bloody moon filled with the fine brandy of a charming ducks smoothed out bottom the creme of the crop you say but you think you know it all. For them to suddenly discover the king went down to the river and drank the water and became suddenly ill, a king that was once filled with life but is now as ill as a goose drinking gasoline in the sonnet of the bay and who wrote this king in a position such as the sonnet speaks not only the kinky mind but the true writer that writes the words that make you feel truly upset to the point you just want to whip out your willy and take a dandy walk in the town while others watch as it swings back and forth like a pendulum and you grace it in your hands and take it as it is as you gentle rub and rub till the explosions ring in and you now feel like your at home again with the click and clank of two balls colliding with one and now you feel the need to know what it truly meant for you to feel it again.
Among your mind you see society as the one true hero that hasn't plagued you yet. Every time Binky goes and grabs an ice cream cone he sees society as the enemy that never was. Every time Binky goes and reads a comic book he begins to love society again. It is a form of media like a vodka soaked apple you bite into and it is just bitter as [frick] for real but, it makes you feel good. It makes you feel your heart growing in ways that is so ambitious you could think a tumble was going down a bike speeding through the wind right though the rumble of the ground the Earth shakes you feel gravity you smell air and then you crash but the experience was it worth it. What totallarion experience was brought onto you is now complete as you take one final sniff through the straw that was given to you and you sniff away till your troubles disappear.
As my words come to a close I will like to thank my friends for helping me travel further to the regions beyond to experience such an awakening that helpfully told me to leech my fear away and bring forth a new meaning to the life of a well known and respected man who has come to make the most of his future well worth noting. I will like to thank my friends also for helping me edit my work carefully to make sure it exist within the realm of possible reasoning upon the seasoning and I will also like to thank you all for taking careful consideration in this important matter which should not be discussed behind closed doors or in the closet amongst the warmth of your partner you shall take the deepful medicinal thoughts from within you and grace it out like a luscious green grass field of the finest crops known to mankind and to blow it away with one giant puff and huff and breath it back in like a dragon on the rise and run from a storm and army of knights who just want to make the dragon their bitch and just ride it to millennium like a broke boiler crackling the fire that is filled with and the hookers that sweat in fear of the fire that burns and may one have mercy on Santa who gives a lump of coal but why not are all deserving and praise squirrels as they munch on the nuts we feed them with our bare hands!
To close out my statement so suddenly you now understand why this society agenda is why it is and why we as comic book fans am sure you are all then what the heck are you doing here mister oh no hahaha oh silly me what am I doing oh right yes I was saying we must LOTION it rubs the lotion? No that is not it ignore that okay it means it means, OKAY am coming down for dinner! Sorry it means that we must seek ourselves and we must believe before we bust the nuts within ourselves. Totallarion, exit humanity exit the world and the planet be damned hungry as a raving madman stoked on picking up the roses with a thorn and prickle one in and out and bleeding to his content be damned of his words only if knew, what shat the mouse out first.
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