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‘inside mothers’ tomb of roiling sloughing skein of fluid disengaging us from stage one of the experimental foray into birth as primal humanity borne of happenstance and causality blending in formulaic brew the distinctive parts and traits of ancestry involved, the peak of human civilization attempting everything there is to cross thresholds bounded only by spirits that have lost their flavor for helping handouts in missionary position postulating the end of this perspective pushing boundaries tempting taboos lifting witnessed only by a few shagging on the carpet scraping enough to gather burns and fleas from dicks in pussies naked asses swaying exempted from by square few too tightly wound to prepare for orgiastic proportions of blood sweat and tears grinding pelvises through years of experiential exchange drifting between partners parting company…’
out of Context;
‘treating the pain blind as it condemns the rest of the world as this potential tribe laid to waste by the hands of Mankind, the skilled assassin hounding jackals while the backup of others in as similar form crafted by psycho-politiical culling of the herd to summon those better than best at the role of death dealer to enemies of whatever state pays the best in their utmost capacity devised as the ultimate weapon by few of the military-industrial-commercial plague are these modern dark ages…’
out of Context;
‘tonic through musical calibration echoing against of what ails a population deliberately acting as antidotes instead of anecdotes charged with components that attempt a conscious directed healing… as the bugs warp our invading of their territories at every unwary turn to make sense of what transpired from reference to memory with an accuracy from each pursuit to instill one’s person with confidence and commands of focus unobtainable by those still resistant to those natural changes loosed there is no wonder then why these things make no sense…’
out of Context;
‘to the mayhem that separates us as individuals in a system trying awful mad gods upon us to tether and fetter each person as an absolute binary to the automatic tragedy of this ornate social superstructure today yet another reality mocking the grinding wheel used in place for a medicine as limbs are chopped away from the main body to save life from the same fate as the think tanks require an armor built from these rank-and-file youths unaware of what their country is about to do to them as no clues to finding that compassion necessary being a mercenary showing no mercy…’
out of Context;
‘a wildly entertaining wandering animal whose nature to resemble that of the planet from whom you and i are apart pulled separate by the strange winds winding threads and threats alike to make the most this a tapestry woven over cosmic aeons trying to sweep almost all of our dead references aside as with any other form of so-called debris time yields having been tread upon by all manner of beast and idea incorporating as much of the world into their unified perception of perfections creating a force field which can at times alter the natural degree of acceptance…’
out of Context;
‘those very same elites tempting to recruit life hackers from all walks of this conscious journey making history happen with ease the dominoes falling in their arranged circuit currently considered world affair which only few participate becoming a circus of political and militaristic sideshows freakishly financed by a powers-that-be mentality concluding no one as able thinker for any good themselves properly enough to control one’s own fate…’
out of Context;
‘positions making sense to a select assembly of parts harmonizing in conflict, as a broken vision shattering the mirror about to cast the fairest to the floor as a gutter whore gone insane from the burden of the game crazy as it is cunning wild animal adapting to loose but difficult constrictions nonetheless, flapping furiously toward that bright morticians’ flame burning the mortal out of both ends as machine that fails soon after collapse cutting creatures down…’
out of Context;
‘circumstance betraying of one’s own worth, trampled for the vapid jerking machines tragically aligned under the mystique of values set off like bombs a few paces from where parental figures dropped you in last when rules that were made in no sense as child raised can seed these things even a fatality sensing fanaticism some cannot be shied away from as violence draws blood from us stoned drones mumbled jumble that like a magic enchanting we quickly get intoxicated and attached to the carcass…’
out of Context;
‘in a wayward quest for droll immortality of perhaps storybook enchantments that were never enlightened ticket to promised lands dropping from the sky setting decisions right-aligned for hooking onto a heavenly source from our dreams summoning which form is to appear in vision to us, as representatives of the subconscious in whose projected image we retain the ancient alien plans carving up stoned human mentions of enlightened…’
out of Context;
‘hidden weapon relying on arts subversion and misinformation to thoroughly antagonize the opponent into a shallow grave, but a naive fool has steadied out at the cliff’s sharp edge holding against the lemming thrust off a potential kinetic drop raining sinister acidic molting as the past carapace in this larval mission is cast forth as though another altogether burned by the furnace fusing the parts once more…’