out of Context – ‘…having to hustle others of the greater body politic to which we are the necessary social lining surrounding all internal organizations held to secrecy even if the role of oneself is not as secretary presiding over anything important enough to exist believing in extremely intolerant messaging, quantum entanglement ensnaring the more thoughtful of our tribe moving past their comparative interpretation of humanity shifting consciousness continually all around us tectonic motions beneath the surface of flesh implied deterioration commits fully once thresholds are set for system collapse unable to adapt as completely though was once still defining occurrences in the local vicinity with affinity toward particular viewpoints which may or may not be easily comprehended and thus applied as are mental tools when they are properly used even thoughts run…’ 
					
				 
				 
								
				
				
				‘…bullshit as the figurehead is subversively convinced they know better, naked lies as rampant as religion emperor wears no clothes when this party of cronies seems more inclined to become the deep state rather than abolishing it from anchoring down the dour swamp sour corruption within draining everyone else tense as the terrorizers have taken office by deceptively manipulating words making them seem officious condemning acts of compassion and goodwill by using hyperbole to call it terrorism when that is the biggest grift within the weird republic yet taking place to subvert democracy as crazy policies wired toward foolish scofflaws becoming tools relying on monied arrogance rather than actual integrity, hard-working individuals should be the ones supremely rewarded as whose fundamental foundation we wouldn’t otherwise be Here playing these games…’ – out ov Context 
					
				 
				 
								
				
				
				out of Context – ‘…comes in the form of many obstacles Here actively obstructing those standardized processes operating used to tame what natural chaos is left mechanical progress measured as default de-facto due mode of operations attributing outside acts with impromptu choda awareness either good enough or not enough in many ways our perceptions and ability for adapting to chances of change happening, though how else should it feel to be this supposedly ideal primal apex predator hidden under the skin through multiple generations and variations of domestication applied to us trying to force if there were an ability tapped to bringing mutant mutilations to entertain the grotesque massive producing content percolating to the surface infested with grand expectations of success but end up wallowing in the cesspool instead sleepwalking into possible nightmares…’ 
					
				 
				 
								
				
				
				out of Context – ‘…relating to how we might perceive these details, objects subjects and situations that are what is actually there though seen from many angles referring to slightest variation attempting to prove the provided definitions truly asserting command by moving forward to utilize a ‘by any means necessary’ attitude vying for control of as much as can be acquired passed back and forth between competitive not necessarily competent players seeking the best strategy leaving them undefeatable to everyone else assuring their dominance as strongest straw men on backs of broken people having to continue on through this replica of decent society more hidden mirror image compelling us to react predictably… weaponizing deceptions with blunt stupidity engaging in their quests for interpreting violence used as that narrative Here that puts stresses and strains upon everyone else…’ 
					
				 
				 
								
				
				
				out of Context – ‘…if agreed sequence of events disallow it, Here few clues are left that have not been presumed interpretative dances to be used for other interests spun out of control just enough to disrupt the flow of energy always collecting charges fetish sized for ease of ingesting personal indiscretion absorbed into routine now though where they go we never know until we do that those first approaches are done one has to climb or crawl to absolve the compromises that have people staying attached in toxic ways to radioactive intensity cleaving off the surface tendencies to breathe autonomic gasps of stifling sterile air no matter how error proof, feeling that how dare we should be Here if we cannot do what personally feels right to us though this solipsistic snare is set in youth and fails…’ 
					
				 
				 
								
				
				
				‘…conditions we are able to absorb bringing these consequences that manifest dementia to our personal doorstep threshold packaged facts of disorder causing us to wince and whine before accepting fate, calamity reclaiming coming second to a second coming from where is up for lessons that humble the one espousing them amongst their followers Here trying to find the correct steps as perfectionist worshiping perfection as if it could ever physically manifest as an existent deity overseeing the forward momentum of humanity in as a species progresses throughout the journey laid bare by astringent magics of physics and science following the trail of natural mysteries as though mystical superstition to be debunked from a social bunker in case these topics were to explode or sensitively misconstrued in all the wrong ways, shrapnel bathing us for days…’ – out of Context 
					
				 
				 
								
				
				
				‘…feckless impediment sentimental often feeling like castaways on the ship still sinking not quite ready to voyage to the bottom while everyone celebrates one more creature to be held under pressures of the sea creeping forward along these time streams through windows open wide enough to trigger complicating in general the movements that happen to intersect causing efficiency to overlap with quality and quantity never antagonistic competition repeated in a state of who versus who conversing about scales of things that don’t make sense meanwhile the attitudes of resistance shocks dust off the rest those staying hidden in their grave, situations that don’t apply eternally while one remains alive and the possibilities opened as much as the mind to plausible probability guiding the hands of judgment somehow affording reward from the natural order appearing chaotic…’ – out of Context 
					
				 
				 
								
				
				
				out of Context – ‘…seeking refuge within our systems of management putting bureaucracy forward while damage done and shifting attention away Here catching humans contradicting themselves purposefully aware of the lies they tell themselves and each other to cope with this natural mechanism within us that this body uses to reference other systems outside, classifying official records to play out a different saga conflicting the general narrative assumed to be real and true though oftentimes baited to click the only mass debate construed as contrary commentary when rage has become a commodity and been wagered as warfare when there are embattled sides to be taken seriously when carving up sizeable chunks of land that aren’t yours amidst armed conflict spreading over countries left clinging to what is believed are the objects of life as reward for our individual diligence…’ 
					
				 
				 
								
				
				
				out of Context – ‘…this attraction to distraction vacuous dangerous and damaging to the plans set in motion far before our new birth Here to witness something more than nothing but the localized tragedy of learning to live with such disappointed expectations throughout our lives collapsed into human shape to crave a means to escape from the doubt and the pain championed suffering to make us stronger killing us in the processing, complex archival qualities that lock us into place with our jobs and our shelter and whatever credits we can claim to shame ourselves and others away from us continued even after we are gone from this living state of being doing our best to relate to such alien terrain Here causing messes and mayhem the same as when we were infants terrible yet conditioned…’ 
					
				 
				 
								
				
				
				‘…the sun is a star of cold dead light that burns our eyes so conflicted by what we have seen and will likely see shed revealing disguises instead of an actual hand behind the curtain leading to rescue from this cesspit strayed voices in the darkest reaches that scream of god as a cold dead light that sends our emotions and intelligence into hypocryphal tensions fricticious extensions stranger than fiction to breakdown and nervously takeover remainders the leftovers of a digestive nature as apocryphal tendencies toward hypocrisy when crisis cannot be avoided much longer through harrowing blight of the metaliminal… spaces within spaces that do not appear as though to take up any space no matter how large the containers can be perceived to be from the inside out allowing a completely different perspective…’ – out of Context