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.
…pee tee ess de’ Resistance…
out of Context – ‘…from our mortality filtered through astringent qualities and rituals used to purify ourselves of deeper subtle layers of intersecting emotions with imprinted memories whose triggering presence can sometimes be misconstrued as comforting when one has only known dread for all their lives most without any breaks yet breaking somehow from this cruelty inflicted, manic impressions deciphered in flashes of memory suppressed repressed and utterly obsessed with correcting actions as defensive measures taken early on camouflaging anonymity from being perceived wrongly by ones outside judging those more engaged than themselves choosing to assume distracted elements vicariously avoiding detectability achieving overarching goals while fears of failure remain controlling us unaware of the puppetry swing set raw tallow ready to be turned into candles burning at both ends…’
…garGamaliel killing fields…
‘…vital to resistance residual from the forces that moved through us cycling naturally most times heathen spirits confused with demons of the most malicious stripe but this extreme is by extension unreal manifesting as stereotypical conflict molesting all passengers on board whose opinions raise flags, sunshine blind side effects of the dead laser in the sky scrying through the cryings from souls crystalized values during these trying times like always afflicting us with doubt beholden to ourselves Here inflection of treachery found in paranoia fundamental into whose foundation nests all sorts of unclean manifestations correlative to those disparaging minds always relentlessly wanting to know something more as that is their sole active form of control instability changes us equally as well shaping increments of our cellular sand as organic data restless for answers…’ – out of Context
…problems doing things Polytely…
out of Context – ‘…between stellar conduits unseen but always assembling structure beyond itself no difference holy or dirty because of this density of interdependence within ourselves abilities to connect to other worlds collecting details and data further still breaking our picturesque view of perfection are gloss and gossamer dressings, compared to the vast contrast that recreates us repeatedly Here often with little luxury or fanfare seen until posthumous and serious case of ceasing to exist shriveling into the nothing as background impulse layered in levels throughout conscious pieces of dreaming this massive of a microcosm reflecting synchronous boundaries embodied in parallel circuits of essence including very little sense of itself or any of the parameters conscripting pieces from the larger whole while digging out temporarily pockets of dimensional anonymity our own minds…’
…you’re out of your element, Donnybrook…
‘…selectively benefiting shadow interests invested to ensure bad outcomes where there can only be their rules and regulations managed however they wish as long as fortune continues absolving those raping the earth and its children disassembling nature with destruction and assimilation for trinketed pleasure-seeking lifestyles while remnants upon this heathen earth, infested by invasive ways within most the core principle Here similar to others dissecting resources for exacting personal gains soon overfilled such decadent miscreants faith with vile sewage thrust forward hopefully others will process this garbage more so as servants than the humans being people required to fulfill tasks keeping the daily structures in motion or else they collapse the functional wave of endeavor back to primeval stages where we could be so easily provoked into killing each other…’ – out of Context
…That that…
out of Context – ‘…human generations more than expected penetrating into the next dimensions before they are even mentioned starting reduced as scenes and local communities underneath layers of time and effort to push movements forward Here hearsay heresies seeing what sticks it out able to progress and evolve energy constant and getting resolved in ways that counterpoint as contradict our arguments reinforcing mass debate over being missionaries necessary emissaries capable of turning mercenary, ninja motions at vital moments at a moments notice and without a moments hesitation becoming the embodied warrior in spirit amped up and already offsetting other missions than yours making available what personal time and energy can be devoted to this demoted specialty of labor driven by authoritative directors needing not to dirty their hands if they can convince enough of those people…’
…closed curves of the Lemnisocracy…
‘…perception… how we perceive thinking as wet networks of unseen and seen concepts as content connected together Here flipping doors open and closed constantly we are the ghosts haunting these machines into motion fluctuate plates of tectonic seismic shifting seizing us all by surprise as we defy our own preconceived notions in our actions under stress much as any other outside pressure put upon us singled out to take the brunt affecting our attitudes directly with consequence attached to curtail overt expenditures taking away more than is produced continuing the process of abuse looping for however many more generations to come, expressed in physical extremity translated into various distinct points of humanity leaving their marks echoing long after initial impact is felt progressively concerned with the meaning of this collapsing of trust in others…’ – out of Context
…officious use of Oralgami in ophelimity…
out of Context – ‘…extraneous polarities compelling people in pursuit… requiring meaning or purpose on forward beyond the mists of post-medieval distortion oddly romanticized among dreamers whose dreaming contorts us as sees gather into oceans distinct in their variations once spread out into anonymous massive of vessels walking living upon this heathen earth as it transcends affected states of being no absolutions Here except through words alone granted reprieve for misdeeds mistakenly hastening guillotines of guilt continually dropping about head and neck doubtless forced by oneself to fall and strike suddenly when moves were made to trigger these events from afar even when caught unaware a destiny haphazardly constricting individuals, Here through this mad machine breaking badly whether unholy or not sometimes pieces going crazier in their breakdown before getting any better…’
…Smarmy charm fools only idiots…
‘…predecessors we could relate to because their circumstances are extreme reflections of ours sometimes on cycles of repetition before them word processors that came and went venting their own frustrations with the world as they knew it then still more life lessons to learn if only we had the time patience and access to those mighty memories yielding results, complications riddled all throughout this chain of deceit extending to dark ages indeed and by duty bound only by fact in spite of all administrative authority absolutely certain thinking their directions correct are digesting our creature features through conformity laced with poison forcing us to submit to these dying cycles having grown up with change surrounding our lives Here sometimes as under appalling conditions of wealth hoarded resource beholden to hundreds of years of social vampirism…’ – out of Context
…flux You waiting…
out of Context – ‘…that sustains us we all become such easy prey in an oversaturated world surging forward unrestrained animals acting in a jagged unison with variable aspects of the hive mind need to protect the royal jelly understood from observing other animals though curious what in the human hive mind equates guessing what captivates willingly our attention Here contradicts ideas conceiving of constructive reality, addicted to contrary behaviors aware of the outcome when we are wrong through hidden mondegreens appear everything like small faces peering out into reality as we observe it leaving pockmarks of the brave souls who choose to light the giant lantern our heads equivalent as we continue charging through streets thoroughly wasted and escaping if temporarily from those lurking real horror shit show side projects trials and tribulations connected collectively called life…’