out of Context;
‘Here current heinous trends present the climates of struggle and mayhem that do follow in the wake of revolution, we are hoping toward the future for comforting the images to reinforce a stable goal where the commodities are the source of our empires’ wealth and glory, but this information is false as a conclusion to make because the real source of the production is in the mind of the worker… any other impressions are misguided by opinion as what is opposed to any insightful reason on intuition is this psychotic break from reality in an unprecedented lose/ lose scenario…’
out of Context;
‘we get furious with the most passionate of ill-logic at the surface of our thoughts if we were to choose fight as opposed to flight when faced with the deadliest of challenge where our lives hinge on success, though the mind of success can make one suffer a hubris that ingrains in the immediate psychology an idea of invincibility that would convince the thinker of their prowess… very few of us are exceptional hunters anymore except through the use of rules as a simulation, but whether to simulate the natural “laws” or play at seeming like gods with people to back any amount of legal paperwork that clogs the system as it stands is just as bad a monkey-wrenching goon as any stinky hippie sleeping on a lawn somewhere… it is quite difficult for us…’
out of Context;
‘we so easily see what is NOT the case because parts of our perspective do not want truth revealed by our own sole perceptions to be understood by us, this means that we have millions of our lives inside of us combining to make these dreams real through all the odd detailed notes recalled in ages out of time as once the moment has passed it will linger, but remains outside time to be touched only by the fingers of consciousness and memory… finding oneself out of touch without a strong memory to turn to for aid when trying to process things connecting thoughts with action and back again…’
out of Context;
‘with quite the same technique twice retaining absolute success, or you come shooting out with blank stare in the eyes and ready to stay claimed by some interested party for the next succession of years of indoctrination and lies in excess as the recession hits harder than a depression this time around the clockface in calendar procession as the great big snuffs out the slow way… there is no other art form to dig than the one you have in your capacity to cherish and make the next chapter to an already good book called ‘the life story’, the creation myths are ours to expand upon not retreat from, and once we learn their rules of game and demand when the supplies start getting out of hand as the wealthier store and surplus…’
out of Context;
‘the pseudo-police of human behavior for their lack of enthusiasm that the current system is working justifiably or strong enough to handle all the reckless youth in the system today, their elder dinosaur minds from reptilian hives have been mistaken for the intriguing mysteries that lead to a wealth greater than ever could be valued on a material scale through the murky soup that is the ether in which our thoughts and possible selves sit awaiting for the restraints of vision to be taken away by the senses as they open up to the particular within and in-between… some of the builders got the designs right, and were allowed to exit into another reality, some would choose to believe that we remain in a product of a design gone wrong… but the truth never lies…’
out of Context;
‘inside our minds, there are different concepts vying for control on the connecting pathways that drive our movements internally before they have become the externalized dose of material moving of its own interests, but we are not wholly locked this way forever as the indebtedness we exercise as guilt over the ephemeral chains that claim us all to these solid states of chaos masked as a real life game of human time taken linearly as a serious thing to draw us further into the swirling loop of confusing concepts and the indistinct blurry realities that float all around among us as the Muse’s visionary dream inhales breath of life from the human animal…’
out of Context;
‘we are the living proof of mystery that there are even still mysteries to discover… there were mysteries that were never meant to be solved as there were no forms of detective then as our modern role today has made popular the invasive act of objectionable objectivity that has become trademarked as another grotesque form of entertainment anymore as televised over our mutually exclusive wavelengths of programming as they compete to make us the absolute model of the malleable consumer locked in a world of greed and want, the distortions of desirous ego as it tries to realize what it is…’
out of Context;
‘the wealth of definitions became odd fragments of glorified knowledge where only the most holy were given the rights to the sacred ideas of destiny… fate has always been a disjointed revolution of cycles as the quaking and volcanic corruptions were spoiled into blackening the atmosphere Here, each new castle built from the bones of dead stinging bits embedded in the tight stones used for the walls despotic and erotic in our new digs as merchants of the soul’s precious tissue, but we are not necessarily god’s soldiers as taught by nazi pig bastards who say they give a fuck but do not listen respectfully by the end of even a ten second statement that could corrupt the youth just as easily as any other televised lie out there…’
out of Context;
‘that vicious, selfish chromosome that swims through the DNA/ RNA strands like a shark hunting down the necessary traits that make one awake, and able to pull the strings that create this living vessel as extension to control strand of fate lying in the idle hands of human weight… tied together indiscriminate of the ways in which we can manifest, but aware of the process by which we all endure in order to be Here today without the push of trivial foreplay into the sexual revolution of reality, the surge of linear time works on a massive delay before any part of the whole can begin to comprehend anything the “right” way in a more developed light…’
out of Context;
‘undulating waves of grey into this stark and cruel reality where it would appear dreams are stomped down as readily as they would appear to be exalted into the chivalry of grandiose gesture as it would try to rule over us all, amidst this confusion that is a not-so-necessary reality as by-product of this casual assault on the average conscious human being which arranges for the laze that permeates our disconnected species, and dissolving as well as mechanizing the rules of engagement between cosmic forces as order ‘seems’ to work against chaos even though the tandem impressions are what we perceive Here… this place is run by whelps disgraceful at what they choose to do as antidote to their own personal horror of selfish dementia condemning the rational mind that would abuse their access to power…’