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…thAngstless…

‘…awareness tricked into thankless tasks that are not a remedy but a trophy of bad growth seen day by day wandering by a faraway look in the little eye contact made seemingly distant actions crippled by tame compulsion compared to lame dysfunction turned resentful and apprehensive riddled by doubts near constant stresses trying to impress upon any common philosophy student how language languished that it engages youths told to look away from proof… changing the labels does not deter from knowing that the most dangerous monsters are really people thought trustworthy enough but as we have learned becomes lamented twisting misstep still walking forward through whatever needling nerves sharp agony attacks again stabbing the brain senseless into not thinking only acting as puppet dancing dangling hoping for relief from dark emotions traumatically triggering turmoil…’ – out of Context




…amalgaMensch…

out of Context – ‘…parts of ourselves Here when there are no other commodities to trade or services to render the time letting decisions become overwhelming to such a degree we are frozen in option paralysis as consumptive oddity, staring into the screen whether computer or television makes no difference as they are one in the same at this point easily adaptable to all the latest updates in the available technology as free as taunting a subscription subdues all ready players having won nothing yet still the desire is there to defeat the final boss as much as wire a way through a maze of levels where effectively there is no turning back once indeed these requisite achievements have been acquired within succession of goals met with deformed compliment signals Here yielding to none but savage idiot savant instinct…’




…mascuLiberty…

‘…may not be treated in the same ways with similar intentions hurting us and leaving more than physical wounds left to heal while our minds cannot so easily shrug off imprints that warp condition the time and space we exist in made to wait in anticipation for another round to commence whenever at leisure of an abuser who takes their time stealing ours, token reinforcement becoming common for our culture those conscious and bestial to the point of gratuitous feral machismo perils taken for embracing muscle-headed goons edging on dangerous commodity for those few who wish brutality to continue age after age blood spilling relentlessly but no equality as we might idealize and strive for it now today whenever that may be the reader sees this because writing it Here does not necessarily indicate intelligence…’ – out of Context




…adVersenary mercantile…

out of Context – ‘…aspects to our lives in order to achieve fulfilling points of reference to allow us some positive light on through those darkest nights each ahead of us in our time, Here questioning the tempest that arrives to sequence our living systems differently than they were before maybe more primitive than alien as mind-body dichotomy attempting uncomplicated understanding that might mean a universal enrichment throughout grandiose profane scope of an endless or eternal being absolute without any kind of breaking down made apparent somewhere as proof of something we were unaware of prior to absorbing the examples and experience for ourselves thus leading us to evolve in whatever ways nature makes possible for us to make things happen with freedom of choice or obeying the fist when it strikes us down, survival through the unrelenting violence…’




…sarcadian Rhythms…

‘…who strikes again unwittingly drawn to say chaotic insightful comments that seem to have unless thought is applied to the questionable meanings no rhyme or reason Here laid out by the speaker using implements of humor such as satire farce and other gimmicks to gather attention in otherwise boring discussions and absurd poetics actively switching out concepts, making haste for the exits if and when the distress gets to be too much Here for our emotional compass to guide us amid severe social static constantly reflective gestures on the quickening as we each sometimes sideways ride the frightening grabbing life by grave movements at stake under a disguise of atrophied lies defying logic and wisdom turning tricks in the streets getting broken coping mechanisms working when acknowledging the mind is a labyrinth matter of opinions…’ – out of Context




…everything we do is wronGone…

out of Context – ‘…fault lines drawn fade in shifting sands and loyalties obligating us to act while we can but trying not to be too hasty creating nasty repercussions that never cushion our fall juxtaposed in contrast with our commercial accumulation of goods and services capitalist gods and their servants more likely reproducing us in their images than some intangible master tracking all our worst mistakes over the short respective lifespans we have as individuals trapped to atone for all sins, packaging it all into one sweet deal through laws such as supply and demand becoming presiding theory over this dominion of biased statistics using all sciences at our current level of tragic disposal susceptible even though imperceptible with an eye so naked it requires other lenses to promote its strength because there are so many potential flaws…’




…ride the Skunk fuzz out…

‘…trying to find poisonous things that won’t kill us but making us stronger is just as perilous an endeavor to proceed with though some scientists that talk as if this were not the case realizing caustic impediment to obtain coherent knowledge having to strain ideas through perceptive filters retained mentally in order to decipher comprehension of what one has created wielding intense magics of science recklessly to achieve finite effects then to reproduce results time and again under a very particular set of circumstances Here to glean the same proofs in advancement to further understanding, all the gimmicks moving within this hostile environment or shifting series of varied atmospheres a few of which capable of sustaining life have been allowing us to customize our terror for generations ad nauseam however we can…’ – out of Context




…cease & de Cyst…

‘…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




…necropolitic Meliorism…

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…’




…it was a Straggot mistake…

‘…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