…quotes of the month…
“The victim who is able to articulate the situation of the victim has ceased to be a victim;
he or she has become a threat.”
~James ‘Arthur Jones’ Baldwin; american writer and civil rights activist.
Quotes of the Month; December 2024
“The hardest thing to learn in life is which bridge to cross and which to burn.”
~ Bertrand ‘Arthur William’ Russell, 3rd Earl Russell; british mathematician, philosopher and logician.
…a mutiny of Scrutiny…
…no one seems to care at all in this day and age of urgency gone critical so critically in a social way that betrays us every day we are awake and dreaming for a better future but never comes Here to stay only to play with itself through us as puppets organized as organically craving the intermission of our pleasures finally reaching detrimental tainted toxic impressions impersonating human made to mock social awareness while also exploiting its artificial abilities washing away things that do not feed the variance of this all-go-riddim its supply and demand diet of craved information carving, through personal data as though only binary code in numbers and letters of computing languages alone, achieving aspects until now stuck as dreams revealed to manifest later on beyond whatever psyche keyed to certain vibrations and frequencies to compel …
Quotes of the Month; November 2024
“You become political when you can no longer endure the world.”
~Marguerite ‘Germaine Marie Donnadieu’ Duras; french novelist, playwright and experimental filmmaker.
…what travailing issue the Boy-wife persona…
out of Context – ‘…mutations which kill us slowly every day an ideological torture device pulling at parts in strained training us to obey our masters through painful restriction deprivation, hideous mockery of humanity wearing masks to hide behind bad ideologies fall down over time against us while there are many forces at play working discipline attempting to dismiss this truth through depiction as one big game that one becomes poor sport for refusing to participate in oftentimes never winners or losers but who takes the most advantage sometimes aggressively undermining their opponents to succeed cited and remarked by those getting caught in the acts by others who usually remain nameless until accused of causing harm austerity naturally harsh having its tender casualties quite thoroughly spread mismanaged by social systems, overwhelmed into seeing only numbers too frequently…’
…converting agency by eliminating Urgency…
‘…mutilated out of place through whatever means necessary by missions of mercenaries each taking their shot at the prize having surmised what others lack in ability to advance the humanity critically, contradicting everyone else before this sudden need to change course midstream in the mainstream screaming for proper leadership to be found when no one steps up for themselves Here with some cruel bravado or masochistic machismo laced with golden silent poison godless warships worshiping mighty dollars earmarking finance and industry for victory beyond merely bread and circus peasants presented with pleasant options should they only obey the rules that were set for lab rats in mazes of manifestation to follow orders counterintuitively at times to define specific routes determining feasible alternates to this bizarre currency laid bare electric circuits snapping…’ – out of Context
…suspects unusual, as living Void, a planless we…
out of Context – ‘…of endless fighting amongst each other Here ringing in new years with bombs to undermine the function of what has already been established using people without any ideals to do the dirty work unaware that they are massacring fellow human beings in times of warfare because the image has distorted into one of the enemy only truly realized once the damage is done and the fires go out clearing battlefields now graveyards revealing levels of destruction solitary confinement correlating to social isolation in concert with entropy… creative processes often stunted cunning wit comes caustic too frequent to progress the needle past the vain to vinyl where it should be interjecting noise for heroes wrecking that music for zeroes whose crisis becoming laborious even when not brewed inside the laboratory properly as property of the mind…’
…Ectorgasmic plasm plagued by polymaths…
‘…through the onslaught vivid that casts waves through us conflicting our well of tolerance when we cannot resist any longer requiring sources for our indulgence, sociopathic discretion when audience members collide causing riots for and against understanding respectively though neither has clues of what the other will do disrespect because of myopic focus staring into the sunshine blind eyes of cultists who have found their version of god on heathen earth somewhere through smoke and mirrors as much as calligraphic chicanery trailing whatever documents and signatures are left behind as commercial version of holy relics from the masters from industry buried in their fancy crypts and haunting all steps anywhere after rapacious specters never relenting if ever they find any firm anchor in your mind, horrid visions as much mine whether asleep or awake…’ – out of Context
…the opsimathic, growing Quirks of art…
out of Context – ‘…in control of our businesses, meddling and peddling our wares housed and expressed serious whims that fancy wounds to dig into and exploit in order for there to be resolution of any sort available even if it causes lasting damage one cannot heal as the more rapacious qualities of humanity break loose and poison the well from which we stem and arise revived and surviving these tribal tribulations before expiring in hopes that spontaneous combustion strikes us all with our frozen ashes remaining just long enough the computer-verse can register this intense frailty that inhabits us as brief candle flicker our lives ever were Here, digging through the carcass of rust built upon kingdoms made out of faith alone sometimes lasting only single session yet assimilated into the greater whole of the next glorious society…’
…dumb-in-Hate, the dominating stupidity…
‘…each other somehow more complicated than it seems whether reading these words to your own satisfaction finding value in some charnel thing channeled and hurled against the page or not for the amusement of few special species as our own to sort gold from the lead in our heads causing further complications unprepared for extremities, attitudes of vanity ensorcell we of weak nature to contain the inanity that perforates our being sustaining volatile components to our character that only lingers for as long as we are Here to fulfill some destiny or goal we might have slight chances to set personally for ourselves before the bucket can be kicked out from under senseless lending expensive items to be broken by inadequate hands that cannot feel the substantial importance while defining oneself amongst such hate…’ – out of Context