out of Context;
‘worming through shit to reach a higher plateau as weight and pressure inflict themselves upon a creatures’ physiology embedded within the expanse of the macrocosm trying to pry away and to force every single microcosm to be digested remarked upon and defined by itself and responsible of consequences as a living memory as the Self embodied is as this, worm turns conqueror or snake as ouroboros of our lifeline determined Now as the singularity represented by each one of us in the out there as beasts manipulated by our own atavism through the learned traditions, and their slanted biases over our eyes…’
out of Context;
‘that cutting edge of clarity desired to communicate with a true sense of gravity what it is the situation means to persons locked into a ritual conditioning of domestic slavery moving these masses to shift this reality… amped up to degrees of tension and heat that many may find themselves wandering out of the kitchen and off into a wilderness hard pressed to hear the reason and see the wisdom for ourselves trying to escape this cell in our hearts keyed to the interlocking tumblers in our heads, each mind a box to think outside of in relationship to each casual being Here today lost always questioning reality trying to gather the information before it spills spoiling the rest with infectious conception as a joyous disdain for authority…’
out of Context;
‘within the same timeline for us to perceive whether by glitch in the programming or through supreme intelligent design, if these windows can allow us an insight into worlds perhaps never realized in our lifetimes it is even though there may be vast amounts of these random ‘feast-scripts’ recorded inundating everyone as the sum of the expressions furnished by sense before they have been unified into the synthesis of understanding, and the thoughts and feelings attached to modes of particulars as perception filters and stains our personal experiences…’
out of Context;
‘this ebb and flow and hustle, a social sting while subtly catering to whims diseased henchmen without a hunch to deduce the clues beyond a surface inquiry that reveals nothing to ones oblivious to swirling depths of reality shifting in a careful stride back and forth clearly perturbed by the state as it is so unlike the doctors with their medical suits to practice… the human animal as the foreigner who sometimes replaces their fears and problems as the Other when we have chosen to think negatively about who we are in ways that do not flatter our importance as powerful beings…’
out of Context;
‘at the bottom of this gravity pulling us Here from a panopticon into which we do not know where what concepts like these are to represent throughout the great cosmic mystery of this holographic universe constantly working its’ magic on us all, driving some of us in the discovery of and curiosity for happiness as both a selfish image and for bettering the whole of civilization into surviving further this future than even we cannot foresee in unsure pursuit of whatever might seem special…’
out of Context;
‘more than some caustic vibration taken as the occasional assault on words and their heaving mention arguing the case for people’s dissent and rebellion while the murderers rarely stray from the path they’ve always taken leaving this humanity a stricken beast to persist in moving the chariot forward, and the heft of this particular scope takes not into account the demeanor of the working class as these people who labor in vain to give others the better parts of themselves for the short times we all have left Here if we do not realize we have the Opportunity…’
out of Context;
‘through open space in waves of motion as a conscious continuous light… flying on through dimensions without a form constraining this complicated atmosphere into a dense complicity and collaboration among all the forces at work Here as the secret understanding filters in subtly throughout this system, all as particles that contribute to being the unique cohesive entity requiring some owned sense of value inherent to an individual donation of a piece of the whole story in one person’s embodiment…’
out of Context;
‘this fixated affliction summoning resentment to the surface to cement a stability into place against type with our instincts intact as yet betrayed by the emotional lunge and parry displayed in this tense side of combat… emotional feedback looping psychotically emptily as the ultra-masculine patriarchal pride pushes people to become shallow versions of themselves merely to keep up appearances of the pseudo-civility we imbibe, while underneath beats the heart of a sycophantic swimming through polarities of hatred and anger…’
out of Context;
‘we let our taxes in-debt us to raping used against our tolerance and patience… so some of us settle for a piece of what is left as resources are soured in their overt mistreatment poured into distilled vats from the land as machines utilize clockwork magic to endure heavy missions to destroy value, in over-farming the rights of anything native, and to shun the past that has only ever in creation tried to show who we are and what support we can offer nature in return for these sacred moments taking us further into ourselves by trial and error savage soothed…’
out of Context;
‘whacked-out fiends, proliferating this ablyss without enough sense to rub together to create solid thoughts or valid schemes that might in this lifetime resemble dreams to look forward to without intruding onto others’ feet to do so, but even if this isn’t a trick used to catch us gasping as we grasp for some reason and logic like air in a breath caught reeling in our fears all in one second of reflection as though it were all destined for us to suffer through hell in each other… consequence in the nothing…’