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…spatter day sAints…

out of Context – ‘…interpreting the pathways to their prey through business as usual Here psychopaths sainted and satisfied with themselves acting similar enough to carnivore fish meriting the statement high praise in fact because of how we all wish to be bad asses while refusing to admit that anger unbridled can become a deadly though unwieldy weapon words with lethal accuracy upon emotions no matter how clustered and insensitive the assault mocking the response one receives because only violence knows violence to the blunt force trauma extent leaving bad impressions purposefully damaging thoughts thrust on someone else, the object of affection subdued and affected by the hate speak speaking our language clashing with crazed hackles rising when someone unsympathetic gets it wrong interpreting things hollow and caustic rapid rippling efforts made impotent and reversed in meaning…’




…lost At scene…

out of Context – ‘…executing frenzied still tortuous extractions activated though we can never unsee threats compelled by the sights witnessed to endure haphazardly innocent as ignorant to these things that surround us enmeshing our energies and presence with static analysis of details cataloging and containing the catalytic controversies, Here causing such moments of agony in contrast as ecstasy reduced to contentment in such a critical age that excellence cannot be registered as it once was so effectively with mere technically descriptive accounts in writing laying claim to our thoughts digesting the thinking works of others prior to our compartmental genetic process imparting to parents the gift of children in order to keep the seeds flourishing upon such heathen earth local gods shall reign supreme again in that overwhelming fear made literal…’




…drinking up the Cruel tea…

‘…sides to our features creating monsters from gods once praised before their madness inflicted its infections upon all shapes and sizes in varying states of maturity, no one left out of these natural cycles ostracized when seized by the moment contrasted against others faith keeping them composed and collected though calm is another issue entirely when no one knows what state the cat is in as long as it stays in the bag choking hazardous fears caught in our throats aligning central to losing control and getting nowhere wheeling and dealing to survive by bargaining with entities one cannot see but must believe to perceive in an ocean of lies that show we all float down Here tethered to life and death scarring our discontented minds, apprentice wreaking of havoc spinning bullshit in china shops…’ – out of Context




…semet Ipse…

out of Context – ‘…if agreed sequence of events disallow it, Here few clues are left that have not been presumed interpretative dances to be used for other interests spun out of control just enough to disrupt the flow of energy always collecting charges fetish sized for ease of ingesting personal indiscretion absorbed into routine now though where they go we never know until we do that those first approaches are done one has to climb or crawl to absolve the compromises that have people staying attached in toxic ways to radioactive intensity cleaving off the surface tendencies to breathe autonomic gasps of stifling sterile air no matter how error proof, feeling that how dare we should be Here if we cannot do what personally feels right to us though this solipsistic snare is set in youth and fails…’




…nemetic Quiddity…

out of Context – ‘…this sense of essence being not wholly of some substantial creation yet undeniable that we are living spectres of deviant behaviors attempting better lives, in magical processions of spirit through their ancestors colluding in quivering flesh repressed by the moral standard whose aptitude lies in reinforcing suffering we all feel obligated to the swoon under auspice of guilt and shame blundering on into soft parades of whimsical decadence whose passions remain furiously stroking out those whom cannot take the unrestrained ablyss inviting itself to be contained within one who dares think they are capable creatures on the actual brink of notions toward nervous breakthroughs in spite of the pathway being littered with multiple fundamental lessons of nervous breakdown instead left passing time to examine, whatness or what it is as considered essential Here quiddity…’




…Mogwai or the highway…

‘…though through distant fogs preventing us from being able to see more clearly as instances appear that any closeness to the name of death is difficult truth to confront especially when kicking and screaming for help and life revived somehow more genuine than our previous miscarriages of justice to others undeserving of abuse or punishment even as we occasionally coerce each other into doing stupid upset things whose snares serve the undeniably serious purpose of each instrumental lesson in gravity annihilating those unwary hopefully with painless celerity dissected, to which we cannot provide proof of assurance that we will survive this ride complete or in charge while having to submit to bringing ourselves for self-inspection through circumlocution to sell using that what seems authentic yet is mere gobbledygook taken shape and bought by bewildered masses…’ – out of Context




…magically fRictitious…

out of Context – ‘…wage-enslaved and obsessed what may trigger us soon preemptive before calamity has what details are necessary to happen that even secular professionals and scholars cannot foresee what mighty waves are challenging our survival opposed to imaginative actions which would promote growth across the spectrum in humanity’s purview simply perverted by propositional suspense appearing to exclude any wavering stages set asunder and surrendering under anxious tension to perform as narrow-minded society we are Here conflicting much as contradicting ourselves and weighing in against what is said with what is being done, a tragic revolution resisting ourselves shattering our own expectations for what we believe as solid stable and above all sensible while in the comfort of the strangulating safety net sheltering us all to death through empty platitudes and offense taken…’




…what jest in digesting hezBiloba…

out of Context – ‘…to perceive on the social horizon vertically rising rhizomes searching for light instinctively can be reached breaching states of ignorance-held endarkenment which defines backwards progress to that assured enlightenment of possibilities feeling it without eyes, something better to see instead of this constant thread of critical analysis threatening what is already Here to be judged by maladaptive individuals difficult eccentric voices to track though worthy enough to speak up which all of us should ideally be appropriate for peace being there when necessary not getting lost in fantastic implications that have no bearing except on individual sanity and stress reduction skipped by in resolving cursory glances to discern definitive proof with canonical clarity to which all people must yield to information in its ever-changing phrases as faces of life not death…’




…Vomiting out antagonism…

‘…when things go our way blindsided to suddenly see for ourselves decrepitude behind whatever masks conceal the individual truths bent to human will masquerading as manifest destiny localized so finite as to be imperceptible with naked eyes witnessing the atrocity and havoc occurring damaged collateral include manipulation to take as much advantage as possible draining vital resources from others justified through monied powers washing their hands clean utilizing outside forces pent up and trained to reign hell over their targets under extreme prejudice and discrimination when we are the enemies Here, ourselves forced into harm to savor the sadism present in our simplest actions methodically mutating what we cannot believe as real or our fault taking responsibility to make sense of situations finding reasons to accept some renaissance of resistance serving itself…’ – out of Context




…time is Not divinity but our time is…

out of Context – ‘…described as being hypocritically apocryphal or an unsound pontoon trash raft of news, constantly making our fragility known when we are feeling most certain that things will go correctly one more time around on the life lesson wheels of fate spinning us faster as we understand better further secrets aphorise becoming mystic enlightenment paid for when the dervishes whirring whirled starts stopping completely leaving us all to question our guiding structures of logic and reason in pursuit of survival re-calibrating what was once there before apocalyptic armaments and dystopian dreams filled the streams live with people reiterating the same garbage to each other until one of many lies sticks or makes an impact, as it used to be with breaking reports on nightly network programs then programming the chosen viewer with critical impairments…’