‘…my altar Here in the imaginary where my powers are not held back by prophylactic obscurity because no two stories take the same path within this mass of circuitry playing upon yesterday and today as sensory control drafting our perspectives mutating into the thought police whose moral imperative defined by the system as the only one capable of reabsorbing the energy of anomalies found to be forces at work behind scenes we are not always privy to when it comes to information being that casually relayed with no moderating reinforcement, one gets stuck under layers of the overwhelming someone inflicts upon themselves as that happens to be whatever final sequence required to permit expression of these wild ideas unleashed whistling or whispering through the jelly in-between your ears churning through variable pieces constricting the values…’ – out of Context
‘…even if that means sacrificing civilizations to the context of a bloodthirsty beast let out on the loose to reign havoc intruding mayhem into social events flipping their stability transformed to become orgies of the macabre decadent and affluent, as it has always been with power-hungry minions of perfection seeking fuel for the fire in their heart of hearts beating profuse with professional confessions the edges of which tell tall tales of wealth and resources as though this were an optimal delusion to suffer from over-extension of selfish hoarding universally paranoid and protective represented by facets of one’s possessions held dear but restricting any vital access to energy flow required has led to obstruction in avaricious treasure hunters using whatever gimmick it takes to change spontaneous fortunes instantaneously with the right formula of determination…’ – out of Context
‘…biblical verses as this obverse observed in skewed and chewed up essay format perhaps more in the questionable style as sort of slab poetry written as though scrawl sprawling upon this supreme of screened in window to connected tissue issuing forth battles and cries because anger turns to sadness turns to madness so often as catalyst converting emotional baggage to avoid hemorrhage the brain dead from stresses unhealthily unhelpful no matter how stridently nice seeming we cannot be solely floating dreaming beings, embryonic brine seeking caricatures of creatures thirsty for accusation to become the worst version of oneself layered and recursive as curses become blessings as they converted over generations Here curing us as though that isn’t complicated enough travels finding the morale pursuing putrid virtues whose skin falls off in rotten chunks thoroughly vice…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…in the form of inspiration unsullied by the corrupted thinking that cannot help being grotesque and feral and recklessly unleashed upon the publicity stunt of running amok until having to be put down for such a damaging reap for rewards in the form of bodies whose inner worlds will now be lost because in some minds there is no hope, not by request but by wounds that weep angelic filth resembling blood to those that would ache for it to be seen running like a faucet dripping torture for the sadist and their victims scared to know any better because the light burns extremely bright in the eyes of dead souls ignited alight by purest psychic blindness pushing violent ideals for an agenda that excludes humanity taking place everyday the sounds of lambs silent…’
out of Context – ‘…superficial assumptions evoking troubling sleep patterns when the stress pours over moments for relaxing and resting in peace with that nagging fear and dread having morbidly ceased their quest of infiltration that finds us scared to metaphorical death dealing with the feelings of an emotional journey ahead, instead of waiting for a casual consumption of guilt and shame and isolation pushing my defenses empty that one cannot commit to steps that would balance out this picture diminished enough that self-esteem feels lacking to extents of damage mining the memories for reasons to hate and worry and consume what one should profess confess or express to fullest equivalent that leads one to the best of all scenarios for them that can execute gathering momentum conceding wisdom where steps were dumb prior numb to the conditional stupiditah…’
‘…affects rendering our influence null and void screaming in profanity at this tiny window from which we see the universe so myopically tainted by the variable perceptions lodging themselves Here in attempting to deduce discovering ways out, just as to why our always-searching-for-civilized variant of the species exists in the first place remaining enshrouded mysteriously as shards from an outer power released aeons ago mutates and re-calibrates shapes and states of being facets of a greater emanation whose awareness of itself filters through us each in our own series of personal timing layered with further collusion of variables making up that distinctive pattern toward individuals fetishizing each detail we may surmise of our character petarded Here unique by our naive phases of ignorant behavior managed as strings and threads of intent culminating in theories…’ – out of Context
‘…into cursed flesh and blood as we have been taught from the first being the confused embodiment of sign and object meaning and mannerisms causing our temporal interest to calcify and harden as we embrace an aged ignorance blatantly opposed to loosed change upon the world once known now overwhelming to show us of what we will miss as time labors onward tricked into losing an adaptable edge for banal stability safe in consumer shells paying for attention placed investing in trust being equal, though much as any intimate relationship founded before a stabilizing coherence of friendship has established can be said reasonably safely that it is doomed to failure and hurt feelings as there are too many readily-available examples in various combinations of failed relationship sailing forward unaware of the truly stormy weather…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…until time is necessary that it appears unobstructed for long enough to enchant people with confessional spectacle admitting lines are crossed most of that time in gaps spasming chasms of real action as under human command they commence ready sequences completely once ideas beyond theory become fabricating artifacts, motivated by increase of profits surging to massive ridiculous extents no one foresaw because though we have various elements that guide our comprehension there is still nothing absolutely foolproof when an ephemeral corresponds to stable phases of this proposed knowledge the awareness never devoid of human inclusion as interpreting through symbols and signals reluctantly accepted as truth because overt trust is lacking when awarded suspicious bodies as brave instruments building that a future congealed in layers of perception is paid endorsement…’
‘…proofs that cannot be refuted without hesitation critically pragmatic behind amassed muscle drawing direct lines reinforcing rigid parameters on orders to assert over those assembled, coldly served revenge savored best utilizing mindsets tuned hatefully onto sustaining mayhem in this social mechanism because someone was told they cannot and thusly leading us to failure trying to relax in a number of realms of real life and living but tumultuous repetition is breaking down what resistance we have to this system of systems incorporating us into its schemes as anonymous collateral to some extent in falling under statistical analysis attempting to easily categorize everyone within the emerging of superficial reality becoming more comprehensive to an artificially intelligent quotient compelling calibrated algorithms stay following their programming and taking prescience…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…legislation now rapidly having to change as update with technology discovering the latest epoch to arrive Here, sinister appraisal of which will dictate how we perceive these slanderous evocations dissecting moral perfection inherent in these series of combustible sermons whose swirling dervish cringe devotion upon elements of liquid courage infiltrating prolific systemic infection cowardly throughout bodies in motion behind excremental compliments suspected of pander-bearing bullshit unwieldy defensive instincts mimicking a gun instead of having a real weapon for some reason not preparing oneself for the event whether fistfight or apocalypse makes no difference Here analogous to facsimiles of what plausible reality might be most likely on a quantum scale marking reference points for compare and contrast, relative Here to pressure points found upon human bodies…’