Memory for anyone as the personal must never cost.
Only material and its mass and quantity could be replaced with money. Only visible thing must be the object for property estimation.
Only financially assessable things show their dance silently as if each mind could be seen just a ghost.

Only estimated appropriate data is recorded, but it could be opted so arbitrarily anonymously.

Soul, spirit could never be measured, thus these could be overlooked at any procedure.

Only newly born ones and dead ones could make replacement.

Eventually, degree at affection in lovable emotion and hatred in anger or resentmemt are equivalent at the basis of assessment on any procedure.

Only to each one, each difference could be vital, but that must be no relevance with business settlement.

Every melody beautifully sounded and heard for appreciation could be recorded and that lasting could be parody tasty.

Because emotional echoing creation must be lasted at conscious demolition.

Destructive advance must make progress and evolution.
Topical view, sensible consensus could delete personal attachment.
Every individual is a part, just tiny component only for being mobilized.

Every option is done actually by machinery infrastructural autonomous working.
Though rather visibly unseen many silent souls could be tangible in heard empirical sensing.That roaring could be noticed so loudly according to silence kept by mamy ones parmanently.

Very temporarily for a while very blank pause is put accidentally, that durable silence could be seen rather the noisiest.

Pause making no move makes next resuming might.

Light could be made by switch on, darkened shadow is swept by it. Any radio program must be switched, that plainly cutting and still edging make time.

But, each puppet's mind anytime keeps balance at memory and hope.
No costing memory and plainly measurable criteria make unrecognizable mutual consensus.

Hidden loup could manage our world, only submitting dead and alive in no drafting anytime suddenly delisted and listed.

Flies roam about my room.
They either have prestige.   
Occasionally they rap to us, like next.

"True puppets are you. Take care of yourself!"

Nov.  3rd.     2021

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