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Welcome. The door is open. Mouths are agape.The Centers for Disease Control are accepting all applications.
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We are busy, we have needs, we need to stay busy. Busybodies operating by delivery, remote, wireless, streaming, buffering, glitching, lagging, spiking, numbing up, dumbing down, working our wares as though anyone else cares, but they don't, unless their in on it too. This is where we notice the difference between us, a sea separates our islands made of sand. Deserted.
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Loneliness, the disease, incurable with its myriad of side effects is considered cosmetic by insurance companies. Cosmetic companies combat loneliness, or so they portray.
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Cancer makes its rounds in every neighborhood, like the Jehovah's Mormons gang, making house calls and leaving an (un)open invitation to witness the good news about the end of times, (un)fortunately membership is (not)free.
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Western medicine has noted an epidemic of anti-bio-tics. Farm-a-sue-ticals and their cash crops are thriving, leaving a scar of deforestation where there were once trees.
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A slow death. Suicide. Genocide. A plague of nations, we spread our reach, teach about an ounce of prevention, administered with a pound of sugar. You catch more bees with honey. Honey, have you seen a bee recently?
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The doctor doesn't know. The future is blight. The end is in sight, one by one, until the bottle is done.
Sober is a scary word. Perceptive is not just a perception. Being alert is arousing. Sobriety may stimulate the regions where none should tread (lightly). Participation is elective in mandatory matters such as free radicals and anti-oxi-dants.
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Peering through the icy front windows whose pains are laced by (in)valance, we see details in the decor. The eyes may lie, but the pupil's nose grows by learning and building (in)tolerance for other's taste, style, decor, or motif.
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Daily doses of digestives are dissolving among the colorful diet of extra letters. Randomly assigned, codes for the ingredients, pronunciation not required.
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Voluntarily we ingest our synthetics. Artificial intelligence is (well) underway. Open wide, step inside. Don't worry, there are no mirrors in this fun house.
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Malnourishment of the soul is the new starving children once prayed for and invited to the dinner table. The dinner table was a square, rectangle or ideally round price of furniture once used that was burned in the Baby Boom ban against insidious domestication. Consumed in consumerism, convenience in a chewable.
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Physicians do not treat (mal)nutrition. You are what you eat. Unsympathetic synthetics are ungrateful guests, taking up residence in your brain making sweet misery and harvesting sour grapes.
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No pain, no gain does not mean (just) addicted and (not) afflicted.
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SRO-No Vacancy.
Image of painting By Anonymous (Düsseldorfer Auktionshaus) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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