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…Hypocryphal…

‘…the argument by gurus throwing out their shamanic panic as the feng shui shuriken projected to attack the sensibilities of the victim suddenly waylaid and knocked down by the grips of something even further outside realms of implacable gods that monitor the wiles and whims of cultural manifestations that utilize very little information to strive forward as though correct in the assimilation of other civilizations by force or forces that undermine the qualities of cultures other than our own taken as granted sources of our uniquest qualities that automatically qualify us for acceptance unless we are submitted to walking, that fine line that forgets the humans treading a lost pathway some might dread daring to say leading nowhere nullifies passage of thoughts foreign in general that don’t belong to us…’ – out of Context




…sacrificial october Horse…

out of Context – ‘…debasements advising in the art of factual creation post-mythic conditions, as we again might assume because of various thresholds to which we decide to label as science that to some interprets as contrast to that which we deem nature even though nature has its own forms of nanotechnology not as technical as we crave it to be surely but no slave to it as curiosity dictates we view objects from a distance in order to obtain the truth through experimental proofs and evidence so dense you may refer to it in some regards as destiny no matter how small because greatest potency fits in as many differing versions of real as weightless consequence beyond calamity yet popping to life nonetheless, barriers have no effect on its strength overall into synergistic fluidity that follows…’




…sweet spot of Horrible…

out of Context – ‘…using humans to do the dirty work Here, moon children chaos born as those who walk behind the rows searching for righteous integrity that will not leave us abandoned by the forces of whimsy as that which happens when lurching like a heartbeat figures of authority hold less weight because of their broken corrupted or lack of moral compass inside of their chests and leaning into directly chosen sequences of constrictive intents affecting others through attempts at domination boiling beyond restraint circulating in fits of impulse that tragically submits one to dreaded cognizant dissonance gnawing as erosion at one’s soul… assurance of life and living as livelihood compelling the naive americans to penetrate the unknown to the point of a visceral clarity one cannot make unseen…’




…doom-annoyeds of the Heap…

out of Context – ‘…capable of seeing how we might change those values writing the wrongs a little bit at a time to flush the various in vogue images that carve out their own fascist fashion to begin the process of scraping away the debris of diversity for the conformity fitting the label of ‘normal’ though malign as such in the sequence of all things Here, where mystery causes apprehension for those choosing not to go further down a chosen pathway another circuit saved for as other persons explore what it means to be this human to a fault somehow raw and fragile we seek sense-making stable anchored points established for us to even attempt leaving our comfort zones…’




…Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia…

out of Context – ‘…that alien side of our ever-curious selves basing rather their application of caution when dealing so directly with us as beings generating panic on a massive scale if anything were to trigger instead of deliver these notions in true neutrality as our paranoid ideas take on lives of their own once an artifact threshold is fully passed beyond as larval chrysalis might be if the contextual quanta were to juxtapose over the human experience as unique as the flutter-by who dies to resurrect as the moth-be-he-man immolated sort once the old skin is to be sloughed off as sore or ulcerous flesh in debridation and cast away to melt like wax used to make more from our stuff, teeth once used as weapons now rotting in the skull…’




…peaches and the breaches of jesus…

‘…ever so slowly we get drawn away by differing interpretations promulgated causing confusion where those lines have finally crossed over with one another in constellations weaving a tapestry against a map of vast distance and stars shining bright levels of radioactive evolution as particle collides with particle sometimes so explosive that it sends ripples through the continuum demonstrated without sound in sudden context as relates to us all the way back Here attempting to understand the inexplicable that drives our deeper curiosity to the point of larger conflict it would appear to remain a consistent truth…’ – out of Context




…the sun, a glory Hole, for the demiurge…

out of Context -‘…peeling away layer after layer whilst praying to fantasy creatures that may even reside inside our star, buried beneath solar flux so strong and radioactive pressuring rebirth through destruction that we are barely able to comprehend without fear and hazard compelling us forward toward prizes that satiates animal core urges to satisfy only the immediate self in whose cage of flesh all ancestors and time remain frozen in moments and cells like amber holding primal larvae never released but vibrating a signal through space into other dimensions we easily confuse as dementia, some of us more coward than not as we quest for a purpose among the living debris each leaving localized footnotes to ever-expanding grand sagas…’




NowhereKnowHere

out of Context;
‘the face from the civilized feces we collected leaves to be left behind amidst nature’s consequences, but what are we if not nature in a natural world though this ideal can tend to be just that without any ideas of what comes next in the coordination of being and beings as both good and evil cursed and blessed by this trivial yet unconditional love for these creatures so formed approaching limits we cannot always visualize clearly from this far before this event horizon of reality bent into shapes assumed without cognizance as in a real competent patience now becomes as time in second’s reflex to refract and catch the light as it whistles by through gears and cogs at work Here…’




coH-pathetique

out of Context;
‘making trouble as apex predator pissing off the rest of a choking mess made when marking territory comes to conform behaviors tracking nothing but selfish sensations mocking the masters’ orders that as children we so often forget a little more each time left alone to slowly evaporate meta data melting sacred votive candle burning cryptic temples built from bone and tissue compressed through a small gap left to fend as much for itself as possible until dead as gripped by our fellow travelers to raise us out of a muck raking the manure as penance for breaking rules and roles…’




the W hol E…

out of Context;
‘the door of perception opened wide for an understanding in whose quest can cripple even as hardiest of survival adepts dragging in all their own knowledge of harsh and cruel nature an all-encompassing authority over these individual minions and those vast dominions favored by tyrants and terrorists alike… no matter that terrain could subdue undermining your own personal thoughts into control for oneself a breaching of threshold boldly going where no one had sought before re-caged animals as swines and cows are martyrs…’