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We are validated by what we experience.
Our actions and thoughts,
typed, carved, branded
onto any flat surface for the world to experience.
They must see it,
I need them to see it.
Trying to shatter the ground beneath their feet
with our syllables and phrases.
Snappy comebacks and clever retorts.

We are

Firing synapses,
black coils of electric information surging.
 Murder.
Bloodlust.
Destruction
. A lightning storm of chaos brewing
 in every pulsating mind.
Young, old, fresh or decaying
the raging thunder claps of "What ifs" ringing in their minds.
In our minds.
We are the animals.
We are the desecrators.
 We are the roving bands of locusts
 infecting and grinding the earth into sand.