out ov Context – ‘…whether larger concept comes around creeping through the populace almost viral weaving through the labyrinth of our dreams reinforcing the character of social structures we perceive as actually deserving merit not lip service muffling our ability to speak tweaking personal reality for everyone while trying to avoid terminal terminology terminating the awareness it takes to stay awake when everything around us appears fake, early on seeking may seem destructive social reality treated as others get used for various attached syndromes which may or may not trigger ways to continuous trauma being certain resolutions through personal patience complicated by mechanistic proficiency sometimes distracted Here away from possible jobs good enough in localized true intention of reinforcing intervention ways to salvation beyond salivating over funereal obedience…’
out ov Context – ‘…collateral savages damaged for what outermore distortions as unknowable beasts become grey areas implied not explicit enough to lead us through off-putting spectacles actively present in this bewilderness… there for all these bizarre psychic manipulations occurring covertly that people whose misguided assumptions act as distraction while desperately sought in attempts at subversively shattering predisposed expectations amid broadly-accepted tactics utterly crippled generally tacit by lacking awareness when seeking something other than the usual understandings to create stable cores of knowledge useful to guide us forward perhaps without tripping backward into some blissful oceanic abyss fraught with insecure obstacles we are the blood-brain barriers to vulcanized thought always attempting to manifest reality while invested with infesting…’
‘…aplomb bombing countries into dust for which our world finances are so willfully donated no doubts will be allowed to question the dominating regime in offending stages of playing offense defending nothing but paper seams burning up dreams, our sacrifice to the golden of idol warships worshiped because they can destroy us though what fun would be left an estranged beaten heart bleeding when what we are capable of doing to ensure our ability to keep living comes to light liberal love crimes aside revealed by pesky journalists searching for the bottom line of truth whether or not this means wisdom is another interpretation entirely devoid of compassion in spite of an unacceptable narrative infesting us with depression as the normalized symptom of the age demi-urgent technologies pushing to the extremes in points to fearlessness…’ – out of Context
‘…sensed on many levels by this meat we wear sometimes feeling of more value than the character traits buried inside barely able to get glimpses of the world, outside excerpts confusing that us into submission through eyes that see information gleaned from many sources askew though so calmly casual as to seem useless to anyone else in surveillance culture causing panic on regular basis it startles the imagination into possible exits ripping wounds in me that never heal from childhood to infirm deathbed soliloquy spent speculating what comes in moments after next consecutive sequence compared to how the rest of our lives that have been sometimes swallowing in too much misery sponging off the necessary welfare of others to readily display Here casting off and away disparate influences, fabricated by mutilating forces disguised…’ – out of Context
‘…selectively benefiting shadow interests invested to ensure bad outcomes where there can only be their rules and regulations managed however they wish as long as fortune continues absolving those raping the earth and its children disassembling nature with destruction and assimilation for trinketed pleasure-seeking lifestyles while remnants upon this heathen earth, infested by invasive ways within most the core principle Here similar to others dissecting resources for exacting personal gains soon overfilled such decadent miscreants faith with vile sewage thrust forward hopefully others will process this garbage more so as servants than the humans being people required to fulfill tasks keeping the daily structures in motion or else they collapse the functional wave of endeavor back to primeval stages where we could be so easily provoked into killing each other…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…fangs sunk knee deep into whatever this desert of the real for creatures of the wheel happens to actually be as we begin this life to some as pets attempting to learn more than they should after certain ages are reached living aspects keeping us from knowledge and experience is something asserted to try and define discipline of self somewhat better than when last we caught up with our miscible collections of personal heroes, or villains whichever the case may be whom are ready to act as archetypes initiating one into the practice of mystic rites to mythic deities searching for personal forms of divinity Here upon the heathen earth constantly recycling soil dirty with our worth grown from being torn from either natural plant or animal parameters to become and evolve as conscious creatures…’
‘…stage reached by all as dancers is called mainstream once everyone is squared up and ready to jive this social macabre frenzy loose grabbing partners the wrong way around aching to dance like the rest of those lunatic squares dancing in exotic locales romanticizing the past in its livid archaic bliss of ignorance promoting elder culture ideas when the mystery shrouds all our years of youth to one day be adopted by the hedge maze grave amnesia wandering unleashed and drifting as ghostly remnant amidst the renaissance of resistance or renaissistance that we are currently electrified to live, decadent through deprivation within broad auspices of modernity and their nemeses acting as competitive enemies by written words alone shaping our needs for us extensively offensive message Here the echoes from a distant past resisting personal freedom…’ – out of Context
‘…multiple descriptions to allow for there to be patterns capable of adapting to unstable fragments of polarized humanity without having to strike out as though enemies are everywhere you look but this isn’t true, it becomes that strange something else just barely out of range of describable essence babbling on out of turn and timing with the rest of us trying our best to be synchronous to confess ourselves honestly as we spin spin spiraling down and out minus the manifestations we wish to witness until we finalize the way back home to our source particular to who we believe we are in Here injured and injuring others at constant rates razing hell while still able to move in some essence asking for the shit to come down soaking my wounds in lemon juice…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…with emotional energies unable to describe accurately though not so easily dismissed either when forcing the hand of discovery and innovation as vital industry turns to require technology, advancing what we thought we know further through expectation and speculation into artifact not fictional content elaborating upon cryptic nuance within the deep range of sensitive materials in fluctuating volatile states of being doing death and rebirth in colloquially casual communication when conversation contains pregnant pauses in order to thoughtfully dissect that aspect to everything which remains unfinished if only temporarily Here switching text as code folding corporeal traces deduced conclusion reasons romantic censure varied oblong signals of attraction and repulsion looping a drained magnetism sustained from our characters of common mistake replaced by ideal caesura…’
out of Context – ‘…where better people should be working to advance the quality of life while still living in it as real time manifestations nervously breaking through to great disturbance in the forces surrounding us and our steady pursuits… trying to move through moot miasma dense with these collected dreads and fears advancing far further as these metastasize through society and culture infectiously traveling between us all given enough time lapse singular signals moving distinctly about sorting through the sands of time perhaps picturing each crystal in its finite size actually larger enough to fit many things into a physical memory in this instance each batch of memories contained in a brain equals a grain without doubt occurring with some glitches where erratic charge ends up working against that grain of this world to disastrous result…’