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…peggin’ Rituals…

out of Context – ‘…casting out the damned spirits that roam about our person separate from those shadows conjoined at our footstep and lodged in our minds as passengers clustered together as related energies coalescing into replicated human shapes as the need arises to find a representative in the mists and sands of the temporary stacked up so high that it reaches the skies as historical fetish shaken to make gods rain from the clouds in the tiny droplets of moisture cycled through again and again until those same such nameless gods truly reign supreme from above as the conscious ephemera pulled out from the vacant voids with pretty faces that fall to be taken, self-sacrifice being forsaken by the ones touted as the best of show…’




…Vectigals are we…

‘…how utterly fragile and insecure they are Here more than we even if we have the most difficult of times to hold our shit together without breaking the stoic mask deflecting the ignorant toddlers who think they know more when there is less conclusive evidence of such hideous supply and demand going on behind our backs that it can be fraught with peril when so difficult to track down sources direct for this current situation whether cartel or corporation makes no difference in the way it feels futile as one against many it always appears that a single entity cannot win, though can even this intimidation be a temporary gain when all else is losses even when that currency electric flows through one’s hands with abundance troubling truces made when no one has anything…’ – out of Context




…a perverse imp Lies…

out of Context – ‘…purified from harshest criticism, to say art exists in a world of honesty where science once occupied a space of frivolity and falsehood in an age not long from ours today whereas the sentiment portrays in effect the fear and dread of medical horror that gives rise to an easy deception becoming weaponized leverage form used as a weight of pressure to move us in the “right” direction as we begin to collect experiences while on this voyage so treacherous when only riding in a human vessel such as this… naturalism is to horror as an introduction to the unmasked brutality of contemporary culture to which we all find our lives in parallel to the raw shapes that evoke attraction and repulsion…’




…within the Atropofictional…

out of Context – ‘…the barrel loaded with fresh violence for squealing pigs relentlessly enveloped in a filth used to keep interlopers at arms length away while the dirt and mud and feces become caked on the faces to the point of being unrecognizable to the others, the campfires with baleful glamors clamoring to send another ghost into the flames as sacrificed shard of our own beliefs in what lies beyond all this mingling flesh an exposed writhing code set blindly within our species by an elder god without sentience perhaps formed as a wyrm or demiurge to proliferate in darkest parts of the human heart as offal left on the slab to be examined then eaten as is the way through various accents of civilization…’




…flustercucked crud-i-Tah…

out of Context – ‘…while Here, triggered dread of desperation making animals of us all whether indulged by some edifices of power or expressly forbidden from seeking those lessons that are reinforced by others as they must suck so that the seed may pass onto the next testing ground used to indenture servants thus harvested like crops toiling their own soil into growing ideal beings from the ground up perhaps in a vision as compared to insects we fear as we truly know not to what intents this human collective consciousness extends surmising if a hive mind is appropriate as a model of reference, deeds within a haunted crude oil extruded from these beasts that walk the earth without words or worry to contain in amber or some other form of petrified crusty prehistory…’




…the Incontinental…

‘…playing in the mud and rain with pure joy and innocence when otherwise around the world it is a vicious battleground where states the direct line drawn in the sand so not one person passes beyond the ward, once the threshold is crossed then the childhood has been lost to wages of time and space phases discarded or integrated when we personally localize change within ourselves counting down those stray moments of mortality one at a time it appears to shadow us in a culture that allows for such surveillance to infest and excused away as protection more universal than ever before endowing commonly held beliefs about mental disorder while closing us into see-through cages of our own creations…’ – out of Context




…the greasy Ear…

‘…something culminating from all of these actions in motion to maintain stability and bellwether the storms yet to be Here, and awestruck by the infecting septic shock deeper on a damaged system used for healing oneself though not an easy coping mechanism to achieve especially with all of the interference causing the noises to get louder as they become harsher to demand attention from the distracted bodies that remain even after the initial squeals of distemper when a mob mentality is finally able to run amok like the holiest furies summoned from the depths out of a purgatory so abstracted from whatever we think we know as the caustic continuum…’ – out of Context




…uncomfortably dumb…

out of Context – ‘…a spiritual trap engineered by fiends from the end of the story thinking through the void that they can manipulate this reality by tapping into ego weakness to strengthen their forces behind us while attaching with the persuading threats cannon fodder martyrdom to all creatures as we act out these predetermined roles that sacrifice is noble in bleak melodramatic dioramas of trauma lessons that never seem to lessen the damage done even once the dark catalyst is gone transmogrified into a different form that can easily be surmised to leave a shadow or stain on one’s soul inspiring the worst echoes from any psychic wound that refuses to heal…’




…sine Qua non…

‘…such gone government and connected ruling classes as all-encompassing state of entrapment, trying to find some ships the shape of which ruler needs to measure our stability against upheaval carried over from periods medieval to our more modern aspects of evil that continue for such actions Here to set our paths against each other without questioning the motives accentuating a negative tendency commanding the chance to release into the world with dead set savage certainty on real mayhem to bend the curve to fit any agenda as agreed upon by calculated statements…’ – out of Context




…land of subterFugitives…

out of Context – ‘…what other cankerous chances have we got while Here waiting too much then anticipating some kind of substantial trust in humanity even when perceived as the enemy on some days more than others that might affect as happiness but without the hassle of hot pursuits through loosed turned goose chase or leper-conned gold to be culled out of the ends of rainbows broken by rancid machine in flux spitting acid and dry acrid flame on to err in ways that currently reign down enough damage to soon make us all crypto-zoological levels of incubated mutation over time to be harvested once our individual uses within a localized paradigm gets deprived and timed out…’