out of Context – ‘…to grasp at stellar voyages yet to come synchysis can proceed pulling from what fatalistic meanings are yielded scattering the words around… so many theories of conspiracy substantially stringing everyone along unknowing toward true piracy through allusions with unsavory parties and deception of the plagiarized self as it journeys this desert of the real serving desserts stressed processed fillers cold calculated revenge in trauma growth every one of us for being born when applied and supplied by every trade forcing indigenous people by now we are diverse lines of genetic code constantly blended together enough there is no partial removal while this world continues to straddle lines between innovation or martial justice setting guiding principles on descent into hell perceived by the naysayers, not soothsayers Here whose compulsory nerve twitches the liars tic…’
‘…solace while Here complexities growing complicated as connections become stagnant debris fallen by the wayside reinterpreted having dire consequence to the people in question focused on forward momentum searching to urgently release through routine and ritual attaining personal experience with peculiar catharsis between differing discrepancies because subtle interplay quickly departs becoming tensions unsettled, humans induce chaos through explosive mayhem and messy antics in general loosing frenetic forms of mob mentality as people try looking for answers leading some of us to settle for whatever guidelines are available even if the ideology is jarring and disturbs in the conversion process that takes place Here caustic vibrations radioactive yet silent at the same time camouflaged by white noise sharing frequencies though not necessarily bandwidth and wavelength…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…with same effect all throughout are manifesting without question until under the auspices of intelligence evolving itself, Here taking whatever means to progress as needed to correct the endless sagas of societal vanity and violence ascertaining severing the heads from some guiding spark of leadership what dread vampiric bloodlines siphoning souls for their pleasure and longevity as manifested evils already among us searching for easy glories plucked whole from the tree of life that only grows in this place in this vacuum of space time being relative though not related to that sacramental holy light praised and worshiped by devoted zealots whose mission seems to be derailing the extracurricular affairs of automatic secular realism bringing everything through, thresholds we have only dreamed of looking for proof in our hopes bringing good instead of more zeal…’
‘…manage solutions in localized puzzles that represent larger diverse ideas repealed for the benefit of no one but the butcher who takes them away hoarding that which can be taken forcing others to yield to versions of truth subverted for terrible social manipulations without compare even after the build-up of such energies creates these creatures causing more suffering than their predecessors only counting the wins felt for certain obliged to beyond recognizing any ideas of fair play everyone else seems to ascribe to while having to survive these games Here, putting up with so much static it surprises me always how little we can manage at any one time wondering while wandering this anonymous plateau lost amongst the societal machinery of statistical analysis looked to as divine apparatus solidifying our place in the paradigm…’ – out of Context
‘…lessons not to shy away from frightened so quickly that it betrays our personal character and constitution so we must turn back to face the conflict ourselves as selfless as the wagers force us to be Here catalyzing what instincts we may have to survive the ordeals as they arrive then to taunt and deceive our senses just as words can distort the filters of individual perception leading us through tensions highly tenderized by the cavalcade of lies that happened to raise us all from thinking differently, when as the children we were imprinted for the future by incomplete adults who chose to doom everyone for the sake of their egos being trampled over but nay Here we are required to revivify what has been cursed to be forgotten in order providing amenable saviors…’ – out of Context
‘…systems already in place to reinforce the new world turd reich fascist regime trying to fatalistically overthrow what little charity that is observed from that automatically civil standpoints getting abused or walked upon because of being confused for doormats Here, weak people whose attempting to get their revenge out of spite liberating the people with hatred and mayhem invested to cloud those thoughts of truly baseline simple people even those whom have the animosity to claim being better off than anyone else without fearing some snap back from the peanut gallery Here tossing off vomiting their lunch onto the world stage wretches wretched raining what appears at first as water but does it quench thirst before it sickens the drinker quicker and quicker until released from the trapped organic maze we feel inside…’ – out of Context
‘…torment distinctly expressed as fantastic riddles synchronous with all the various phrases for the catechumen questions of life to a catechist acting as catalyst to initiation atomized and condensed down to essential oils with which we anoint ourselves in the passion thus released by the freeing our spirits… but not all teachings are squeaky clean instead not being for the squeamish characterize the bad things occurring most frequently as ways to traumatize youth via arcane rites of passage whose grotesque practices yield ghastly yet offensive outcomes figured then as predictable for resulting in the personal choice of abstinental orthodox preaching on upon god luck and good speed handed out as communion to initialize radioactive retrospecting mind virus wiping us pure from the mind side out keyed to comfort zones in our brains like switches attached…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…let loose into strange worlds of potential interpretation critical in affecting ideas as crops to harvest are yielded once the time comes and perhaps wrong is perceived as less wicked and interdependently incorporates into whatever the further process of this humanity is Here finding small strands of absolutes not truth conjoined loose to thread together healing the cosmic tapestry that created us and our little worldviews to move, data in jigsaw patterns of puzzle confusing sets of exclusive content from genuine reality closed captured for the hero impaired where villainy is rife in this berg becoming burger devoured by masses of hungry denizens ready to lay eggs en masse so rapacious in this natural order forcing others out of the way top breaking the other over under doesn’t matter when the stakes are so high…’
‘…never adding up the evidence only moving forward in this desert of the real to get to exploit all benefits of the next oasis until repeated patterns so wrongly submits sanctuary gone to conquering will, transmission of guilt through the genealogy as much the disease and foulness that clings with obvious vicious stink that wafts to prevent communication with scent and magnificently horrendous odor trailing wherever the blood moves you as a dirty nomad shuffling distances refusing madness to possess and manipulate your deprivation in order to use your emotions against you through abnormal pressures being cooked out of you or me for that matter as we whom attempt to recycle these confused and abused terms of service stated very technically even if the awareness of how to use the technology is limited by acceptance…’ – out of Context
‘…statistical properties to denote we are close to what clear phases we were searching for while accumulating patterns routine and healed functional damage to manage subtle sleeping attraction and repulsion minding business as caged by working overtime awake and dreaming these casual containers of emotions that Sartre described hell as being held captive awaiting judgments as though doom sentences creeping with no one on hand to punish you just lingering shame what ones become deceased by their own hand for what has been done yet survivors’ guilt anchors those left behind fascinated by the scene provoked, immersive memories catalogued through our senses representing ghosts subjected to idiot appeals barging-in mutual dismay of assured dysfunction Here thinking strongly of the difference between shamanic persons in touch with real spiritual energy seeking resolution…’ – out of Context