‘…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
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
‘…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 – ‘…as obtrusion in waiting for the right time to become unstoppable convincing others of this creeping finality making all of us paranoid of consequence to some extent causing the caustic karma police imprinted to act calling out injustice if even for selfish reasons more often than not, utilized wedging or fulcrum leverage pointing out weakness through contradiction where one sees it obscuring the corrective process with bullshit and excuses is never advised because even those simple strokes of luck which manage to prevent violent social disaster before it strikes out somewhere in the night camouflaged while casually stalking out prey worthy of inclusion into manipulations of grandeur fetching for another as runner to glean the gross gods out of these damned impulses shedding human clarity in layers of flesh congealed from blood fat and bone…’
‘…nothing makes any sense except feeling substantial malign sources are out to throttle you with vengeance unattached from relatable perceptions interpreting many things differently unleashed upon anyone whose rules and personal boundaries disagree by avenging as right to bully whatever everyone may have in common never acknowledging these facts and raising tensions though one never knows until one decides to test those boundaries and barriers by not admitting to having them until now, all having our flaws in relating to ourselves and others through ways in separately derived incidents though requiring consent to reform or repent our emotions becoming reactionary involved in apologies banal platitudes or proving that oneself is right in those narcissistic acts of superiority used counteracting valid arguments of another in an empty pursuit of personal validation…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…fangs sunk knee deep into whatever this desert of the real for creatures of the wheel happens to actually be as we begin this life to some as pets attempting to learn more than they should after certain ages are reached living aspects keeping us from knowledge and experience is something asserted to try and define discipline of self somewhat better than when last we caught up with our miscible collections of personal heroes, or villains whichever the case may be whom are ready to act as archetypes initiating one into the practice of mystic rites to mythic deities searching for personal forms of divinity Here upon the heathen earth constantly recycling soil dirty with our worth grown from being torn from either natural plant or animal parameters to become and evolve as conscious creatures…’
out of Context – ‘…corrupting our youth when we were them accepting that gift jumped in by familial plugs doing favors for another customer in order to be favored by the company when the need arises shifting sides of the spectrum optimally deluded by systems within the machine having staked claim in prolonging our existence Here as much anywhere else with our track record archived and memorialized for each individual happening to get past this threshold, once seeing night skies turn into early rays of dawn it might be easy to have interpreted planets as people who cannot be loosed are tethered whole severed from clothes slightly covering our humility rampantly indisposed to our toxic humanity consistently guided by influences from outside as much within flagellating those deeper ideas of control stress and the pressures to perform as expected…’
‘…of what cellular genetics they have been reduced to that can as randomly get passed along dependent upon mutual receptivity from organically complex beings stuck inside machines… an arcane arcade of evolution in progress beyond this visual curtain spread wide open as knowledge taking one so far as confusion does leaping in loops and forward delays weaving words around to the satisfaction of none though plenty of redeemable rewards when the time comes for legacy moves in darkened rooms facilitating others into going on doing wherever the trails of happiness lead Here in amazing patterns that gradually extend free from being constrained by natural convolutions revolting outward when their time comes to plateau feeling only slightly vindicated among remains so pulverized as to be unrecognizable statistical detritusphere, conscious context crawling from wreckage…’ – out of Context
‘…glimpse in vain into the future to set precedent which cannot be prearranged in this state of temporary flux in the metaphorical furnace Here trapped with the other souls fighting to escape the pressure… can you feel its presence as it creeps ever so subtly away from the brain and into the limbs usually forsaken to cursory glances when wounded that self-soothing behavior one tries to fix themselves with because it may be too vague to grasp right away feeling more like series of difficult tasks to perceive these ideas as self-affirming patterns in itself the living gaze society imposes through humans that we think can cause reality to react violently as if nature were buckling itself from those tensions arisen with ultimately destructive aspects fostered over centuries where one neither cares nor approves…’ – out of Context