out ov Context – ‘…by default and twitching effigies defunct cast in fatigue unable or unwilling to escape the disease, something elemental that doesn’t easily just shake off scales of justice inconsistently shedding themselves for cases uncountable in judicial adjustments enthralled critical thinking containing very little to push overall lost in voodoo loser economics inevitable trickle down of reciprocity as atrocity blowing us kisses from puckers of richness affluent and detached from the immediacy of reality farting in our general direction greed succeeds where compassion does not facilitating vicious psychopaths to achieve their sinister schemes until they get caught unable to deny this darkness on pretense pretending they will do or be better next time boldly lying without any remorse, code for scraps of feces materializing in the mouths of our species…’
‘…under the auspice of ignorance anxiety society reigns supreme provoking the invocational skills to succeed amongst sociopaths held in regard as commonality of billionaire class walking the heathen earth destruction sublimating the grindstone… nosy persons percolating up to the surface looking for solace in expiring virtues highlighting the vices most obvious apparently fueling dueling aspects of humanity all throughout its history constantly stirred up into an alchemy of elements drawing disdain from those whom cannot see the shape of things to come Here taking so many parts of awareness for granted without hesitation or second thought wondering as to what is happening concurrently with every other piece of the puzzles in motion respectively somewhere the balance is maintained as though potential prophecy yet fulfilled by what needs to occur…’ – out ov Context
out ov Context – ‘…seeking their fortunes much as we felled from imperceptible aliens to these humanoid forms grasping at straw men faulty arguments towering opinions of toxic phallic symbol inasmuch whose machismo fades quickly space-time continuum funereal blues when intrusive at worst, resistance is fuel for the starving systems in place the entropy of random variables Here information theory attempting encapsulation of terms and services conditional mood wandering scarred by the questions without solutions the average level of uncertainty machines of loving grace upon battlefields already domesticated now manipulated for their topical resources typical conflicts that enslave us undermines shared spaces where we sit typing away necessary data entry withering in front of screens fraught restless and struggling against distractions nervously harshing our mellow…’
out of Context – ‘…atmospheric pressures upon us all disintegrating fortunes maligned futures with nothing to offer but hostility staking claim on our hearts and minds shame blame and guilt weapons of psychic warfare in these events, words falling from mouths of rotten mumble sleeves clouding up the genuine brainstorms to be better than the mutants we were before this combative with every element until they too fall under our control commanding trying or dying in the process obsessed with precision becoming machine worked collision and wreaking havoc with fury to break up the everyday chaos swaying us as pets on leashes waiting for days to roam free thinking whatever thoughts will come whether unwelcomed contrast between negative and positive connecting patterns brought out collectively or not searching for circuits that share their energy instead of restrict…’
‘…with sickness authoritative and dominating as much domesticating of all creatures Here tensions and pressures permit everything generating conflict while predicting outcomes often playing games without reconciling action breaking habits twisting sentimental features bleaker as patience wears thin becoming spectral layer shrouding the senses from real coping mechanisms working for personal intentions alone as though tapping into that natural chaos shapeshifting mystique inside all of us wanderers freely thinking about everything that crosses our paths conduits to next days and after, blanket chatter idling before irrevocably spent in ways that cash in or buy out individual integrity for conforming to the larger social picture as it is presented to us though the greater synchronicity which we interpret as gods speak to us through symbols…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘… switch out intention on mere whimsy liars in wait to the detriment of the rest of us meanwhile portions of corpses in boxes ignore us shotgun surgery used to cure what ails cultural malignancy Here worried about futures as maturation expresses its flaws and virtues those individuals serving themselves in complex series of puzzling circumstances collected attempting to understand human experience amid this heathen earth filled with perverts and deviants time becomes another realm of thought to escape through as portal or tunnel might compel us to personally choose whether or not to adventure, forward or backward even failure becomes another vessel for progress to be contained within storage of vastly archived organic sequencing transforming the shadows of nature into human beings often feelings trapped Here collected yet isolated from each other somehow…’
‘…damnation game existing in contrast to such bright potential passing our blame around Here throughout this woven warp and weft swept up into the dramatically looming diorama of anti-tale seen for extreme masks they truly are worn by characters painting the world colors darker taking the scene by sturm und drang and appropriated costume changes until drowning, delaying progression when centripetal force on many feet wavers lacking the energy to upkeep propulsion through to other ages chastised for the outrageous while society so critical constantly trying to outpace oneself while throwing caution to those winding roads ahead ill prepared thought is nonsense compared to this visceral atmosphere that shocks us to death leaving those just barely coming online afraid thought police traumatize in their think tanks crushing innocence with ignorance…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…apparent to naked eyes staring blindly into the lightning breaking circuits when lacking guidance novel intellect acting as volatile missile striking targets only they perceive as threat obviousness enshrouded in mystery as much trails of misery remaining unbroken until the gaps personal confidence fostering doubt as opponents in potent taint reprehensibly laying to waste incomprehensible aspects acquiring traits learning something incomplete through allowed means of broaching discomfort, distrust before acknowledging locally acting in the social equation gestures of apologizing only lead to more mayhem where ready apologies feel ingenuine genuflecting and fears out of courtesy ill timed when successful interactions require actual humanity in the engagement there are no bridges built to extend contact that do not also appear open to being burned…’
‘…the exactitudes extruded from this existence used to power the powers that be or die in sacrifice to how hard they are trying Here silence thrusting guilt forward after father knows best even if its just some uniform worn to deliver sermons cursing us to be these obnoxious creatures rancid lucidity all reinforcing needs to not piss away life while one has it able stable and ready to exchange pursuit for something worthwhile, if only oneself could be less self-defeating meeting others and making sense of shared trauma to find the voice that would allow speaking freely while Here alone though offended at the gratitude at lacking offspring or confident going anywhere one wishes but truly afraid of hard work and no payoff shattering the dreams that if realistic enough may come to pass…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…the best face for their company no matter how small as though single group of citizens united for business pursuits being profitable masking legitimate concerns spurning outside discovery, existing at the periphery furious at waiting to get out annually some times less or extremely remote amounts of revealing compound contrivances colluding into sinister frequency heard by those chanting your dark songs from the heart waging wars of community versus consumerism looking for interstice idols between drifting ideals of somewhat consistent residency to ours implementing worthwhile changes for bettering societal issues lacking the support necessary to succeed Here despite the usual methods of extracting values from people in holidays of torture where no vacation is truly relaxing having bloated and burned frustrated into verklempt confoundations…’