‘…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
‘…functioning as best as possible through layers of inconvenient obstacles lodged within sights of a questionable objective always, a life devoid of humor satire and farce the only friends humorous enough to have and keep in good company because as vital abstracted quality humans have in abundance Here even if they technically don’t observe it for themselves instead a choice to be bitter and resentful of timing gone wrong as any other person on this planet but we are afraid of those things becoming spun out of proportion in strange smatterings of viral gossip transmitted more intentionally worldwide than ever before keeping us relentlessly deranging shifts gears and positions supposing there will somehow always be a tomorrow, until there are no more fucks left to give beyond the greedy hands who grab…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…bodies we inhabit for a time inspiring our minds with perception and imagination as magical founts from within sparked to exist Here seemingly at random waves collapsing into solid forms as humans demanding to be heard much as any other scene of the absurd causing frequencies to decay as the motivation grows limp and listless crawling up into whatever self be considered relentless impulses shared by the many massive qualities humanity alone is privy to as conscious creatures cycling through resources as until then we shall keep reaping nonexistent harvests from the land as memory fades, our lives hinging on remedies from enemies that may never arrive as we thought we knew would be the truth but became false clarity taken as visions or ego gimmicks with which a future could change for the better…’
out of Context – ‘…as consonant construction occurs everywhere it is requiring to complete the latest projects to prepare for yet more expansion into the population density sifting through the ruins or nature in its untouched splendor to develop these places immediately added tragic mass debating with oneself leading to loneliness and suicidal tendencies it seems as dreams explain little in way of practical tactics upon what is meaningful to others besides ourselves are some of the things that really matter to people unlike all that drifting rhetoric that ameliorates this tempered shallow youth taking its place amongst the various truths that exist in the directed subliminal dialogue with that inner reality which does actualize and re-calibrate a person’s role in this world in dire attempts at not to fail…’
‘…the words we use now hold a freedom that people do not until even as times do change for what can be perceived as better there are still peculiar undercurrents beyond localized state of mind confused that take us by misconstrued evidence of a vindictive monster that somehow does if it could be called live up in the cloudy atmosphere above our heads, though as above so below so that the dead flesh walks again in the streets with us proving to us that this works even if it becomes another step in building to boredom this ennui triggering a depression of internal aspects we have never known any thing other than this as myriad of systems that currently exist that would normally allow us to function properly though still invariably there will be mistakes…’ – out of Context
‘…damage and debris flying every which way but correctly in senseless brutality of bro-magnon days, as glorious dark ages briefly glimpsed through an empirical modern spotlight that shines upon those who will not obey the tracts and treaties or the beatings from malicious sources soured on social functions long ago thanks to their sadistic egos left unchecked for far too long instead of worshiping a solid sense of responsibility to be inherited from unlikely ancestors utilizing ancient protocols to dismantle the misconstrued re-appropriation and corruption…’ – out of Context
‘…to have their terms apply to us means constraint not control even though this is a blatant and unforgiving lie meant in subduing any and all individuals to whom do not control themselves in a way seen as effective by the authority considered Here to have the oversight, that attitude rudely abrupt and apt to interrupt the proceedings by enforcing rules through psychic policing roles within the self imprinted with material washing our sensibilities with caustic soda holy waters bathing outlooks in fear and a dreadful expectation yet to be found dead in the streets gunned down by another unknown assailant keeping up with the new patterns…’ – out of Context
‘the bowels of language’ {TO THE VOWELS}
A “how” is the Action, the mention being much less than these feats that upon impact,
that can force us to achieve as much as fail…failure doesn’t mean ‘DEATH’
as much as we perceive it to be, lessons in building pressure and tension.
E “what” is the Energy, which can evade human engineering to create new and better patterns
to eventually lead to better situations, and it flows through everything
as they exist as artifacts in this dimension of analysis.
I “who” is the Individual, both the mastery and perceived subjugation of others
underneath no matter what the conceptual dividing line managed by these charged compromises
and collaborations intentionally pushing others into roles which constantly question the integrity of any given set of conditions.
O “where” is the Occupation, which could be either a career or something driven that occupies
the mind …
out of Context;
‘spaced out and prolific somewhere on the faces is written an awareness of what is already there transferred from place to place by a vagrant consciousness roaming the features through figures as they are shaped and themselves shape the destinies of lifelike likenesses to coming to try trading us spirits for efficiency as a snake oil salesmen before them caught up in the flimflam that asserts a final epic swing loosed under conventional acts undertaking the unconventional ventilating extremes exorcised by demonic coercions that cohere to this bionic culture hybrid and horrid on unique points on their way to becoming managed by aspects of competition squeezing the denatured juices as dementia quantified, but tainted loves aside we stride casual on into the causal plane of our birthing songs that dance in our eyes and dreams…’
out of Context;
‘the purpose to pose as victims of that deathly taste the faceless true god we have all submitted to gracelessly slipping from this conscious consensus bequeathed to us to hem and hum and hah overtly over and over again, or are we faithfully faceless merely as anyones forgotten the centuries drift dripping by as these sands we have convinced ourselves is all Here short supplies on these heathen islands called ‘planets’ by a contrived concept of historical frayed ends left questioning what this is exactly whether really as the scene was specified comes around to our way or not in resolving the personally bitter end increments of any endless wanderings meandering towards those vaulted spaces taken when granted we tried to grunt as specific syllables in the form of fragile bridges that we do eventually abridge…’