‘…tension ruling us by soft influence authorities whose subversive expertise allows for this complete domestication occurring worldwide, civilization choking by happenstance upon so many factors there is no tracking all details for one person yet we seem to survive Here at times thrive when the environment and social prerequisites are met though since this televised age started there have been and will be various junctures where onslaught amount of novel information has overwhelmed the systems into storage of past events even though they are all relevant especially during these denial times lived through now to extremes as that it appears book burners and other assorted ghouls and goons are soon to end up in seats of power, the summoning of cognition reckoning once again with creepy weird romantic nostalgia for the older capitalist gilded age…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…features deteriorating slowly eroding over time weaknesses found and humbling as much hinders this spiritual ascent while the body appears to crumble flailing around for mercy unsteady gait dancing to vivid internal strife that never relents so we must learn to live with our illnesses as they feed our need to leave this vessel behind as unappealing as that sounds to many of us hardly able to laugh in the faces of death and certain danger Here with the knowledge that this too shall end, vivid sections of ourselves trying to discover for oneself some visions unique to our narrowly-framed point of view constantly in mid-collapse from differing perspectives we could be considering ourselves another lost animal not extinct but whose energies dissolve into alternate creatures and hybrid divisions of body and mind as dimensions…’
out of Context – ‘…the on screens we see constantly flicker awake again this repetition programming us as much we are doing that to it sequencing genetics in fashion with our science fiction searches questing deeper still into that dark heart core source used to further arm our technical sorcery while aspects remain viable to creatively breach and dismantle those thresholds set apart by setting us against each other without regard for human life presenting itself while Here, retail affliction televised and archived by substantial officials sided with arts of effective business which mimic many fundamental layers of communal memory alerting others to their usage in modern dynamics whose vibrations corrode natural reservoirs holding our shared mystic wisdom hidden beneath dense veils curtained synchronous levels of flesh and muscle inhabiting sentience by degrees…’
out of Context – ‘…afforded by the upper crust of callous ivory tower elitist worked out of the common people like pus from an infected wound though leaking psychically not of the physical even through the camouflaged symptoms of such matters taking place harvesting innocent lives as incentive to work smarter and undermine fellow human beings carcinogen retarded from those handful of centuries before and after the atomic bombs were ever dropped or released to devastate this heathen earth altered mutations crawling around in soil air and water making us long guinea pigs already entering the financial demon machinery, where it is collateral compensation now up front before compassion as hospitals twisted filled with hazardous human waste confronting different plagues hosting those corroded in attitudes of misdirected hostility victimizing personal patience as all patients in general…’
out of Context – ‘…superseding what strange dynamics can be found throughout our separate journeys Here dealing with debris in order to follow oneself into the narrowed spaces of the coffin as resting stop, that finite engagement with reality we must all share with ourselves more than with any other because of its personal nature intrinsic to our existence aware of other frames of truth besides our own delusion offending the flight of anyone else believed undeserving to the attention or credit who wishes to partake madness seeps through the animal rind making all of us more than a little stir crazy screaming and blinded the smoke gets in our eyes from the fires we have started flailing out search parties to find flame retardant surfaces on which to work with while still Here, in some fashion or another…’
‘…of desolation desecrating human endeavor prematurely dropping fruit off far before ever ripening sanctified treasures of nature we barely comprehend much like ourselves unable to see properly when the mind is blind forcing ideologies on others to impressive subtle control commanding respect through antagonistic methods constraining very little… much as any other civilization barrelling toward collapse one stone thrown against the thrones at a time slowly acting as the sand in the our glass of hours eroding away into the almost formlessness of everything else around us no matter how many individuals are victimized by the passing of time in such a manner without respect or etiquette to assuage our egos combined Here and reckless as separate perceptions having narrowed insight enough to survive cold critical nights of day endarkened us blinded by the light…’ – out of Context
‘…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