out of Context;
‘we are summoned Here by the ritual of sequence and consequence, as the actors we display ourselves by the heartless fist for progress that fascism has become more common in relation to progress, and stupid boys think that they can run or own the world and all those precious commodities stored within it… however, a fatal flaw lingers between the entertainment and the entertained when it comes to matters of agenda, and you can only string along willing participants so long before a simple breakdown in communication tatters it all to shreds because this is just so-called continuity ripped from the arms of chaos in meditation… the tormental downpour from animistic thoughts with lives of their own one day soon crawling through the streets like rats before moving upright in the world…’
out of Context;
‘coping with reality no matter how cruel or massive the information necessary to assimilate… the raving madness of the mind’s deepest fears and grief explored on a plane of experience that incorporates the multitude lessons with the other translations percolating to the surface of material made by human interjection, a fistful of anarchy just waiting to happen in so many diverse settings to fuel the riot to overthrow all states, and conquer those aspects of self that have escaped to commit harm upon others to places other than where humanity tries to thrive as there will be no easy classification of all beings into this or that category… the title of this piece is also due to the fact that most surface personalities prone to be projected at people as related to a functional arms-length mental defense…’
out of Context;
‘the human matrix was an “alien” gift chosen off of a menu on a screen somewhere, and maybe this seed reality was in all actuality a cosmic Chia pet where life has already plant life which began to spawn into the next chamber of delivery in the horizontal, the animal becomes a relevant next step then… the human animal wasn’t relevant or even reasonable until thousands of years after the world consciousness ate up the dinosaur’s flesh in a fiery cataclysmic banishment into deeper realms of the cycle, and who knows if their dino-beings had not gotten as far as the mammalian creatures today, it even rings of truth in the language we speak as it touches upon the circuits of consciousness we seem bound to traverse… we gripe and we bitch and complain…’
out of Context;
‘we are just as integral a part in this cosmic chain of events as any other beings, but we house alien transmitters in our brains that act as organic portals to the realities outside of our own conjoined material plane of purpose, we all do have purpose as i feel it necessary to state the obvious now… we are with a purpose to serve a higher function simultaneously, but are easily confused between what we are taught and what we feel is right, as we are coming closer to moving to reconfigure the reckless behavior of “Man” in these many dark ages past our prime number… the few cannot control the many without the many giving them the authority to do so, and thus defuse whole arrays of sage connective information and tissues…’
out of Context;
‘once everybody knows the rhetoric, everyone begins to repeat and parrot those lessons that the individual deems worthy, whether this assumption is made on the basis of family or religion varies… the values that become engrained by this odd process of cultural elimination and assimilation is a startling order, attempting to rearrange all the parts per million that there are Here, and to manufacture a perfect circuit of force and form to make the will of gods manifest… no one remains a non-entity for long in this world, the energy is on loan for only a few intervals of time and motion until the organic tissue breaks down into ooze of a primal nature…’
out of Context;
‘there are discrepancies in this story, the rebellion is cut short by the genes of the lurking manipulators whose only reason to bring children into this plane is the creation of a scapegoat, and to inflict a sense of “world” order upon the more inferior of classes… what lies we are fed and oblige to continue to believe even as those ideals are proven wrong to follow closely… even as the naive lamb is run to the slaughter by the heartless mob mentality called ‘society’, there are tears of joy that conflict with the rage and anger at betrayal from the hands of leaders because they wish the changes to push themselves to the forefront of the human consciousness, and set about to cryptically terrorize and cannibalize the remains of what justice we ever had…’
out of Context;
‘you can see it pisses me off into the barest threads of nonsense what we repeat and leach and die for off of the central horrible (whore able) affliction distressing the conscious whole, as the sharks and opportunists scramble for the blood like red jewels shooting out of the veiny little ley lines networking along our arms and legs, and the sinister singing fling of the fist into the face of another fellow human being strikes me with painful distrust for our own push and thrust that we might somehow know better for no other reason than what we think we own… we object to this grand operating directive of ‘kill thy neighboring states’ because what will be left when a black horizon glows with death…’
out of Context;
‘we are the discounted and occluded, we stem from a systemic ignorance that seems to ignore what real suffering is, but the question will hang until it becomes so terribly true… are we the doomed?… the instinct says one thing, but the intuition can quite a bit differ from being agreeably bound into one form, torturing the living inhabitants of these human animals to no end… the hieroglyphs scar the cavern walls seeking meaning where once there was a different kind of symbolism, the gestures that can only be guessed at from one static remainder, and this process of history keeps being wiled away from the minds needing nourishment the most… thoughts eaten of their impact by a scandalous second guess symptomatic of the cringing base of our behavior…’
out of Context;
‘sometimes the state of reality is too overwhelming for the passionless mutants that stomp and wail against the perceived insult of actual human intelligence, but these inhumans have found their ways into political forums that dispose of the respect and credibility deserved of one who actually tries to motivate positive change… we are vain and we are blind, we hate people who are not polite, but a heavy reliance on this principle alone is false and leads a society astray… we quip and insult our way into taking advantage of others who we do not even know with factual evidence of their decency…’
out of Context;
‘few clues to support that we have ever been kept manipulated from the start with legends created to channel our efforts into the pockets of those who would benefit most from that potential energy… we are each avatars of a different meta-species that descends from other realms outside of our own phantasmal scope of rational analysis and focused awareness, we come together in the world of universal flesh with diversity cutting marks into walls as our progress moves further beyond our homes in establishing the human quality, and we are fooled by these suits of skin hiding any true nature underneath this sensitive subjective display of traits… in the act of pursuit for the perfection of qualities among the breeding stock…’