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…’
‘…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
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…’
‘…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
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…’
‘…spent on constructive criticism not destructive conducting symphonies of crass observation and calling it insightful is preposterous dreck from the mouths of lost babes bewildering those not professionally-trained to manage Here the more remote places caught where civilization doesn’t touch because literal dangers lurk trapped in the woods trying to eat you and digest the rest in the gut slowly churning dissolving worms before loosed underneath spilling bilious mass attaching at the roots bloody roots as the rest of this body conforms and conjoins to express itself through our personality walking in and out, modes of safest communication betrayed us submitting our civilization to villains Here trying to play the hero though failing miserably enough to spread the disease around having to deal with their decrepit deceit design and retreat into themselves helpless…’ – out of Context
“People do not see you. They invent and accuse you.”
~ Helene ‘Hine’ Cixous; french writer, playwright and literary critic.
out of Context – ‘…interpreting the pathways to their prey through business as usual Here psychopaths sainted and satisfied with themselves acting similar enough to carnivore fish meriting the statement high praise in fact because of how we all wish to be bad asses while refusing to admit that anger unbridled can become a deadly though unwieldy weapon words with lethal accuracy upon emotions no matter how clustered and insensitive the assault mocking the response one receives because only violence knows violence to the blunt force trauma extent leaving bad impressions purposefully damaging thoughts thrust on someone else, the object of affection subdued and affected by the hate speak speaking our language clashing with crazed hackles rising when someone unsympathetic gets it wrong interpreting things hollow and caustic rapid rippling efforts made impotent and reversed in meaning…’
‘…searching for personal truth as much exit strategies and covert schemes as knowing from below though unwilling to see it or achieve it because as human animals it is so alien to be conscious Here foreign fantastic and frightening delivered by unstable voyaging hundreds of years ago dressed in our ancestors tossed around rag dolls in dark cargo holds that it is an ultimate reminder for all of us to share the ride without apprehension about disturbing established stable conditions whose peace remains as temporary regard for everything shifting romantic idealized models, for those practical sometimes do maintenance requiring that we update and upgrade our perceptions separately and as whatever whole glory collectively instead of those diametrically opposed to one another vibrating at various frequencies whose states of the immediate makes them obnoxious people…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…executing frenzied still tortuous extractions activated though we can never unsee threats compelled by the sights witnessed to endure haphazardly innocent as ignorant to these things that surround us enmeshing our energies and presence with static analysis of details cataloging and containing the catalytic controversies, Here causing such moments of agony in contrast as ecstasy reduced to contentment in such a critical age that excellence cannot be registered as it once was so effectively with mere technically descriptive accounts in writing laying claim to our thoughts digesting the thinking works of others prior to our compartmental genetic process imparting to parents the gift of children in order to keep the seeds flourishing upon such heathen earth local gods shall reign supreme again in that overwhelming fear made literal…’