‘…to escape or with which to shelter oneself or others when new world warfare demands sacrificial soldiers and higher body counts, irrepressible trauma garlands warriors turning them on with gore into readily available psychosis for anyone to notice Here in the midst of deplorable actions which are normalized to an extent of accepting deadly desires for weaponry as common so much so darker moments of gunplay have become fetishized away even as corpses stack up domestically with some of us delighted by these statistics out of morbid curiosity showing our capacity for wanting to do harm to others without thought being given to what repercussion likely occurs if such tactics are implied to be necessary even if collateral damage casualties end up being children, toxic streetwise affiliations on battlefields anywhere warfare permeates our comfort levels…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…respect and integrity as virtues, so virtual even if this reality restricts access to constructing compassionate works unlike competitions grandiose currency in satisfying capitalistic criminal parasites arguing to reject those they deem undesirable topics amongst their people of necessity and need to those not willing to take responsibility by proxy for the mistakes made worthless as encountered only making accusations blaming others as loudly on as many various platforms as possible to establish critical cringe of the utmost potency to dissuade every and anyone from voicing valid grievances with whatever systems are currently in place managing any humans residing under their jurisdiction, abusing nominal fictional power over other people to varying degrees of wield ability weird when a greater good questionably asks you to better the world through using violence…’
‘…progress though self-referential fractal nonetheless sarcastically holding the chain of command in place Here pushing through randomized patterns of vocal fry shattering a trance-like frame of mind always referring toward whatever others as examples, tracked through the fog and haze of a dazed lazy brain taut and attentive yet aware of the feckless attempts at sanctifying the oblivion with an idealized personal version of purity creating clarity while wandering oblivious and naive into the darkness stalling to notice those flies on the walls gathering as the shit in gradual periods accumulates ominously advancing upward from wall to ceiling as suffocating climb to topple onto others as they search for treasured affects of the will as mana from heaven zestfully-horded by zealots raging against their mechanism for gods called gods straying and betraying from belief…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…themes for ages though shaped differently as collaborative beings dictate what we should do to create harmony between mind body and others in setting similar parameters around themselves to stave off public humiliations as the pressure assumes one to utterly sacrifice ourselves and our abilities onto natures progression, even if it must have human figureheads on the helm to denote our dominance and authority even if this is only reinforced because of the ease at which we are capable of killing destroying or maiming others of our kind for little to no reasonable justification as we are held accountable for ourselves some more than others that could plausibly stay anonymous amidst all of the rampant digital absorption barely beginning to assimilate consciousness where it applies beneath or perhaps outside the physical facade taken for granted…’
‘…forward through unknowable wreckage until we get there some ahead of the ones who will have to try surviving to the next tomorrow as it swiftly leads to today once again savaged when the sunlight hits distracted by impression when darkness collides with twilight, so suddenly sometimes there is a flash in the eye of the ones readily applying themselves to ride aboard wherever the ruler ship of the moment is going that leads to doing whatever it takes to attach like hopeful parasites sneaking upon the underbelly to prey on others at the worst end of human weakness cowards being self-righteous Here by one who is referred as …’a manipulator of a mob who holds sway by use of inflammatory rhetoric, casting opprobrium, and by appeal to the lowest common denominator generally…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…pressure that can exhibit or inhibit the little bits we allow to emerge without reluctance being a main feature among the creatures Here gathered to praise or insult the martyr performing their acts as duty pooping in people’s heads and their mouths by causing them to chatter incredulous affluencia applying scrutiny through idle gossip in social worship candid incantations to validate sacrificial appropriation made manifest into revival of festivals around which catharsis may be produced or attained however one can have an angle stringing themselves along best possible scenarios when sincerely fighting defeat, fostering fetishes for innocence locked in a looping cycle of abuse that stems from longer ago than the immediate effects felt now that we can see apples falling from trees blaming gravity for the pain and grief they inflict…’
‘…as crippling sensational decisions catching us off-guard as the idealized innocence breaking into maturity taking away our context of perfection yet remaining so critical that it fails us disgusted by the rotted corpse of tradition that guides those to volunteer sacrifice through the artifice of darkest reaches without exception Here erected as idols gathering momentum through the unified warships around us as martial envelope that shelters as much as it also enrages the encased to harass within this crass verMenagerie repelled appeals without being virtuous to wield forcing polarized antagonism few can resist… exiled to a land of man-made mountains of glass and steel bordering upon gods’ fortress buttressed by the beliefs that shatter this gloried whole of excellence by wishing for expectations to connect with substance instead of some ephemeral longing always…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…to transmit these series of details into script while aligning patterns perhaps in misguided automatic writing rhythms of comprehension, then distinctive terms being bleached and skunked by the general public abusing meanings as loosely spent currency over time relegated to imperial academics who briefly consider other relevance in their short lifespans buzzing on about scholastic mass debates using corrective grammar and jargon wielding impotent power in the silent halls of their abject birth into fascism excluding others based on stereotypical bigotry and bias whose frenzy is fulfilling atrocities as though described on wish lists weighed against any collateral damage inflicted consequentially and then actions excused as necessary that cannot be helped believing their brutal executions are for a greater good, services to humanity revealed as undesirable qualities…’
‘…killer in an arcade setting to choose which as victims to game are the easiest prey or seem to appear as such Here but outer projections can be quite deceiving as nature allows for each of us some potential state of the artificial that appears inevitable to more than a few conclusions ranging spectrums between abstract and nonsense in way more variability than even our forebears could comprehend without some advanced assistance from constituent ancestors whose visions might have led to this daily occurrence of fate to complete some circuit of divinity that will not abide by human interference, only our hands can sever these fortunate future utilities of futility unbounded because we are always in the mode of defeating each other and our ideals as many conflicting ways to save the world from ourselves…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…storms gathering momentum condense tension and energy into thunder and lightning to show for the efforts of nature transpiring as universal tumult going full tilt into blazing a pathway for the future is too uncertain for those enacting plans while they can in order to solve some conflict perhaps buried deeper than others are witness as the sensitivity and sensibility surrounding us sometimes as a shroud of urine when micturition strikes to reveal how vulnerable we are through pissed jeans and wet stains removing dignity, soon replaced by fragile galaxies whom in seeking support silently condemn themselves to be viewed as weak by those who may speak loudly though say nothing of value as isolated realm of futility lurking in the moment indebted us to death…’