out of Context;
‘captured on the long chain of tradition coiled around our wrists and our waists and ankles with some held close by their chins or necks choked and floating about in this odd limbo, and it is how low we can go to take the carpet out from underneath those ones who are in need of rugged constitutions the most even amid the rigged games of a secular circus fair enough to breed insanity from the simple sensitive population intrigued by cash into service for their own survival through the wildernesses so palpable Here… polluting in a future imperfected by the animal foibles of human ingenuity while being ingenuously spaced out by confrontation with this final of frontiers…’
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‘traces unto the dirt, the gravest of most serious matters dealt as death blow to these reserved and ignorant chapels built from the stoned and devalued inert pieces of a dreaming rarity devoid as this reality recycling the clinging bits of restless data from some gripe site retreat into the digital ablyssal bathysphere of space and time left loose to jerk a reaction out of the reeling memories of noumanity’s romantic attachment to resistance… vile trohl for all seasons whose very presence is an inflamed nerve twitching out of time to the rest of this clockwork sequence…’
out of Context;
‘like that elusive in happiness that has been used as those swinging karats of value and worth hung so dapper like faulty chandeliers of the poor and deluded whose use has been commodified by these dollar whores on the loose, the truth is much more difficult to swallow when it is true because of curiosity filling in those mysterious gaps gaping in the pattern of every story allowing no few sadistic false cure-alls to proliferate the system with bottled infections or their confectionary weapons sinister and decadent to prevent the followers from following too closely to those they’ve chosen as leaders…’
out of Context;
‘that cutting edge of clarity desired to communicate with a true sense of gravity what it is the situation means to persons locked into a ritual conditioning of domestic slavery moving these masses to shift this reality… amped up to degrees of tension and heat that many may find themselves wandering out of the kitchen and off into a wilderness hard pressed to hear the reason and see the wisdom for ourselves trying to escape this cell in our hearts keyed to the interlocking tumblers in our heads, each mind a box to think outside of in relationship to each casual being Here today lost always questioning reality trying to gather the information before it spills spoiling the rest with infectious conception as a joyous disdain for authority…’
out of Context;
‘the sheep lords who dine like wolves as they hide their real lips as they’re speaking, lip servicing to be in sync with the rest of the lobotomy straining making thoughtless corpses of vibrant stain as propped upon human being made misshaped of reason in the ablyss sucking the words from right out of our mouths as we labor vainly this vanity of shame lazily to be passed around from one trusted host to the next, but endorsed by very few as the collected tear wears thin in spinning propaganda webs of deception creating humanity’s flocculants without fail…’
out of Context;
‘to wield change for enlightenment like scripture of feats to socially assume the roles we play to fit like twelve ignorant apostles seated around your jesus christ waiting to die while the depicted supper seems to last forever… questioning whether we can ever make respectful appeal to the spirits that lurk just inside of what we consider ‘food’ no matter how diverse and strange the range may be to those who don’t give even a second thought to or respect for the novel flavors just outside of the experience gained to be retained and savored…’
out of Context;
‘we rely upon information flowing subtly throughout either or both the conceptual and material interminably linked in a process of experiencing itself for more than just the machine-made archetypal mechanical dreams… pulling the irrelevant items away like weeds from the hidden potential confused as dark matter or energy charging these manifestations around us, digging up the treasures from this raw earth as independent peasants paying their way out of the countryside set as ignorant heathens whose fealty is let loose to overpopulate this a feral world, and taking over the future…’
out of Context;
‘this ebb and flow and hustle, a social sting while subtly catering to whims diseased henchmen without a hunch to deduce the clues beyond a surface inquiry that reveals nothing to ones oblivious to swirling depths of reality shifting in a careful stride back and forth clearly perturbed by the state as it is so unlike the doctors with their medical suits to practice… the human animal as the foreigner who sometimes replaces their fears and problems as the Other when we have chosen to think negatively about who we are in ways that do not flatter our importance as powerful beings…’
out of Context;
‘we can mutate and shift the paradigm in the scope of personal challenges as they precede and succeed where we might have failed before Now… the seeds of love are constantly spread but in some of those same totalitarian doses as ignorance passed down from generation to generation among this captive a civilization moving through dreams, devouring nightmares that evoke obstacles in waking life, and to fall back to sleep invigorated by a sense of self that permeates the human cosmic whole in belabored attempting to right the wrongs while committing many further harms yet still to society as a whole…’
out of Context;
‘these distracted wretches as they move from one state to another when passing over… showering us with ideas of golden glories made epic myths with which to try following for most of our lives in lies sinking in up to our fat heads until the stinking corpse floats ashore caught in the webbing and the exploiting nets of those frequently delving into the abyss for facts as gems, there are many systems of value to utilize when questing for spiritual truth as individual pursuits…’