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trapped in the anarcosm…

out of Context;
‘a real division of the senses of perception between us though at the cost of contradicting arguments in a quest for the animated side of ourselves to prove the value and worthiness to what we perceive as truth, at times the search seemingly endless even when clear examples are presented and equally valid a prop in any dimension of conscious curiosity stumbling through the rigid calibrations of a system gone mad with a variation in logics and vision once the head clouds over with thoughts of intricate atmospheres of the most delicate design created by the hands of Mankind with an ignorant set of small sample ideals to achieve trying to capture lightning in a bottle…’




enANTIodromia TAGmeme

out of Context;
‘ideas and rhythms in tandem throughout the cosmos without a host to allow access to all the spheres of questionable matters while at once inviting the drama that humans enact with each other, compulsively in shuddering against the acceptance of a Mankind as dirty plague so above so below for those of us as lodged at the bottom of this gravity well of souls magnetically-attracted to Here like so many a soul before us called and culled to integrate into this anything you might refer to as a god even though it is these loosest of interpretations i summon now to your mind through your eyes as a sight compelled to understanding what it is i am telling you…’




didgeridon’t

out of Context;
‘best interests in focus unless there is some ulterior angle to maintain a privilege as an edge one step ahead of the game played defending a droning atmosphere of dread and paranoia as better of the many evils pervasive in this world scenario estranged from a species in duress as the modern burden of conformity to bare as emotional weight constraining any social movement from place to place when there are so many unwanted offending swaggers… gestures as the codes we speak with driving us to try to understand what others are saying to us through their exaggerated symbols and syllables woven twisting meaning and the moments we spend trying to interpret what it means to being this human…’




vogue-a-gogue-a-go-go

out of Context;
‘the forward progress boldly courageous as utility to explore the out there still unknown as like blood cells collectively searching for a consciousness in the circulation as that which contains us and our paths through this neural network still making leaps and bounds thinking of what this cosmic divinity is made of questing eternally remaining Mystery which binds inside all of our unique threads together both in the minds and bodies of this creative creature that we have called by many names but i have to officially dub ‘Humanity’, and it is Here a shared connective burden that brings us to tear each other apart on this playing field where we are either being played or killed or somehow just barely able to survive…’




ego witch

out of Context;
‘prestidigitation indubitably pronounced as a savior in wolf’s clothing as these days are bane to have the cheap and experienced for the New and an entourage of encouraging statements to bolster the ranks a bit more than needed to achieve a ulterior goal like this in marketing the image of a treasure and the treasured laments baring no proof of any mystically-derived decision to access a holy wisdom from the heavens locked into various cliches and tropes as a civilization of parrots and mimics are mocking the minds of their fellow citizen victims through quotidian tracts felt as voice for the voiceless as policies and laws are utilized to deceive those weak to the might and heft of perceived magic words…’




dying by pieces of profundity…

out of Context;
‘as the cycle of life continues onwards to shift reality, as millennia coalesce into this who that we are in today trying our hands at perfecting the systemic defect pumping and circulating a corrupted blood as humanity attempts to purge a sickness from every limb as fingertips of the god in nature many symbolic triggers and archetypes arise from as these seemingly unrelated parts come together into any cohesive fabrication integral to the weaving of a cosmic tapestry creating a ‘fabrix’ if you will, and much like any other matrix model manufactured to manifest Here in reality as series of complex caverns and coves gyrating on the same wave forms drifting resonant and splashing against one another…’




heavens to murder droid…

out of Context;
‘the epiphany of integration finally perceived almost religiously, swaying system as authority to put pressure where called forth by the contradictions that raise tension to a heated and sometimes violent level when the process of integration doesn’t hold and an estranged hope of control is outsourced to all those voices without sound whispering inside ones’ thoughts as the cells collect and divide having their versions of a say in how this thing is kept in motion by creatures so inept, but i digress this as yet another argument in the human denatured by their own pursuits for dominance being intelligent though flawed in the perception that humanity requires strong and yet conflicting governance…’




as psyclones

out of Context;
‘to adapt to the raging inferno within our hearts which often contradict our minds and a logical thrust into reasoning our situation out amongst the other cattle charged to get slaughtered at random by some of a villainous underclass that create this disease we have all settled upon as the wager to meet as a greater good this civilized destination filled to the brim with all cravens and cowards as well as the best of us, but projected by and through this police state of deflection once the truth-seekers have come sniffing around is intimidation through loud insults and serious cruelty gone mainstream evident reflection of an everyday reality as the streets cloud with massive propulsions of people to protest the atrocious substance our system is addicted to…’




alas, poor bored sick…

out of Context;
‘truth from behind the ears that hear only a bullshit to be purged once we get sick of it taking up the real estate in our heads between those ears infested with then curious and insecure as thumbless and trying to work the gripping machines to achieve removing the prize from the bottom of a trivial task into my cache of treasured things, left stored like a severed heart taken away to relieve the pain of love and loss but transmogrified into mind obtuse in frustration and confusion as we shape art into a new form of compassion by acknowledging the artist within all of us…’




a soft wear on awareness…

out of Context;
‘trying to stay sensitive to the situation we have created collectively in this preservation of information reaching back along the living gears of the cosmos to meet Here… as repetition drives competition deeper into the wounds of culture like salt to assault in the fears and moods of the affected whose demons philter the essence of humanity on outward further into space as a dimension to hold all this stray effluvium before it fades away into clouds of mote and dust as chips on shoulders in burdensome memories of horrid trips taken in this flesh to live these lifetimes under the swaying hand of death as a release on life as yet, but i do say things which others doubt while keeping busy sorting out superstition from this reasoned smoothing…’