out of Context;
‘it is this day that commemorates the “innocents” thus sacrificed as holy martyrs in regards to karmic debt in the rest of us as we all pay it forward to the future hopes that people will not be sealed in some small boxes so as to lighten the load of humanity’s baggage as though our enjoyment endorses the suffering of the other in opposing energistic device as we experience this in the Here and Now, but we cannot allow ourselves to see past a hazy set of “laws” that are now slightly offset from the rest of reality because of the weight in their approved curiosity by whole of the populace at large… we keep rocking steady with a minimum of energy expulsion because we are such whores for this dead-end currency that allows us to be…’
out of Context;
‘beyond the old darkness, for some of us this ‘day of the dead’ is an articulation of whatever meaning can be personally derived from that loved one now gone and passed away into that particular state where all genes and thoughts are as one again with their separation to come as with the next saints in taking over the programming, and this is the presently-maintained awareness left to us in the wake of open tragic haste to feel the ways we have to feel in order to express the changes…’
out of Context;
‘generations of a now self-imposed consumer system that requires ‘want’ and ‘need’ to be ideas of flow intermingled as though a product itself… a fractured piece of ourselves that came out of the “factory” faulty because it is the only part out of all of us that responds to humanity and its compassion which is the very same part that the empty among us are sorely missing for themselves, with their burned out eyes glowing in the dark of night, but certainly nightmares that walk awake in the daylight the image of human as well… we take the presence of these things for granted as though this really were the only way to live, but what of those who care less about cooperation and more about their own selfish gains as a path from human misery…’
out of Context;
‘the hallowed Occupy Wall Street tangent began, and months after the whole paradigm-shifting started in Egypt if i am not mistaken Here… well, i am mistaken though only because more social factors than merely location has been present and building worldwide for decades at least as “superpowers” have become fitted in gilded cages of gold and silver and copper as well as any other extinguishable resource available to modern Mankind, but i am not bitter just disenfranchised and thoroughly anarchist in the right ways enough to make me WANT to change things for the better because i know we can make the difference between opposing forces at work in the world today… so i am passionate in the oddly distant armchair degree of civil disobedience, but at least i do go down to my local Occupation periodically…’
out of Context;
‘distilling of youthful and uncouth behavior reigns dominant as we grow into the human thing we have become, and are eventually going to utilize in each our own ways to shape reality to approval whether our own grown-up version of this as perhaps the collective image of right and wrong, though what if it were something more like this where we obey more than merely the conscious animal hive mind to keep warm when we are all truly one-of-a-kind explorers of “reality”…. whatever that ever was… same as it ever was… it is what it is… everything is everything… its all there, dude… the stalk of the wheat within the fields is an untrustworthy gauge by which follow, and too many unfriendly rats lurk…’
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‘i try to think what kind of fascist swine would choose to wreck my site like that, as it makes me very angry at that micro-brained retrolink that would do something so harsh, but then i come to realize that their cruel actions reflect the greater sorrows afflicting our world today as well… only with rampant bouts of insensitivity would people ever be inspired to do the same, and we allow these infected lifeforms into our homes and into our heads where they can do the most damage over time like a sickness that can never fully heal properly, we seek bold answers to questions that no one wants answered with the excuse being that the general populace is not ready to understand itself yet… i say that is shit…’
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‘i have no respect to share with others my vision out of fear of corruption by estranged ideas of capitalist motivations that are not my own… fearing a lack of vision, i am stupefied by my lack of motivation, and now the person i thought i loved is being pushed around by my emotions even as we both try to collect our bearings… now we are merely roommates trying to figure out where we stand with one another in light of opposing directions of growth, but we had known this for some time now and were trying to rearrange elements that were getting in the way of being human to each other, a lesson however which i have failed to interpret accurately and retain to progress the well-being of at least a friendship between us…’
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‘because fucking with humanity is the reptilian disease that these particular people are addicted to without remorse, actions that defile another human being’s will to live is a sacrilege for all the wrong reasons, and the few that understand the power in these situations abuse their fellow humans ability to follow one continuous line of thought throughout a provision that doesn’t allow for comprehension as that would be an act too costly an activity to indulge in for the sake of others… too far from the human line of subjectivity, we have plundered over the edge of this bionic oblivion into heroism, but thinking in the backs of our far-flung future minds of the plans elaborately made and maintained by the professional aspect of the human endeavor and its voracious appetite for the static plague…’
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‘we are glorified caretakers that abuse our privileges too often to take notice of ourselves, but the mind police are Here too, trying to winch gratuitous gluttony of the beast we have diseased into existence… too little too late, as their too overcautious excuses clutter the headroom needed to get around in this expanding lounge space where the alien meets the animal struggling to make a human resemblance, a human connection so as not to be truly left alone, every performer wants an audience after all… not all of us can give the expected response that our society of standards requires of us, but instead we rebel against the grain of the indoctrination, compelling us to eat the same shit…’
out of Context;
‘a distillation of stupidity inside the crowded room, elementally no one cares about your problems but you unless it becomes clearly another person’s problem to deal with while around you… always in conflict with the beings we are compared with the beings we wish to be, and those others gathered around us with no further motivation to help or aid, we remain docile to a corrupt system that requires us to be wholly subservient to motives we are never privy to until it could be too late to do anything to counteract disposal… just because we perceive this corruption does not mean that we care for the people having to deal with this face-to-face themselves…’