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martyr dumb

out of Context;
‘relying upon the adaptation of the survivors to raise their statues and build their temples on up to the stars as landmarks sending appeasement signals from afar to call forth the Others who have the persistence to stand forward taking on all who opposes with animal courage to push defeat onto those enemies regarded as deadly or perhaps resistant of as in how easily they may be caught or subdued, but ending not as the defeated in epic dramatic battles for supremacy as one and then another takes power over the waiting people managed and attacked with no warning or compassion as when a belief in empathy should overtake a rationale to treat your enemy distant from yourself though not necessarily a friend if we could only keep in mind that we have…’




log a rhythm…

out of Context;
‘freedom of choice to jump into things we cannot understand while under the false impression that we know the truth instead of being the interpreters of this vague quality through our misadventures in time and space as the continuum keeps up this consistent grind of forward motion even as at periods it becomes a detriment to the people now influenced by such things, but industry pushes the gears assaulting one more meal worm of a human turd to be flushed outright at any given point when the house is full mooning over with no one ready to take the bets or cut a payment to hand out the dividends to those righteous winners determined to win at all costs whenever given the opportunity seeking out ideal proper compensation for it to appear as professional competence…’




synes of the fodder…

out of Context;
‘soon divisions of labor in the aftermath of making this civil lie a working system to use the people like ornery machines moving synchronized to the rhythm of tasks ahead as the trends and styles are surface opinions scraping and sculpting civilization’s impressions and hard set forward progress, surging with distinct strangenesses from the deep evolving into practical solutions that a refugee of this trivial civilization will not accept without much difficulty incorporating a compassionate programming into information that can manage these human quirks and assertions fluent throughout these human conditions inherent in destiny manifesting as human density taking up space to describe a future as needs dictate…’




regurgitainted.

out of Context;
‘swallowing this mess is next to impossible as the strain forces us to choke up and out as darknesses swirl in to greet our conscious labors that were currently as awake until met by this present arrangement seething through our teeth when trying to speak though all that is left is the refuse as dark matters are fading away into nightmare sequence hidden except for the feeling of fright that exudes from this bare hole in which we now sleep filled with swirling dreams each leading us to our density Here…’




the terror of the hero

out of Context;
‘finishing off in some kind of biblical climax where everyone can finally feel comfortable participating in this heavenly orgy as the mass of homogenized souls transferring experience into consciousness and back again in layered patterns frequent throughout charging and inspiring an eternal dynamism that surges forward sometimes no matter the resistance to change, and other times displaying the correction of forms that enables the so-called authority to hand down slick slit writs pouring forth from the blood of the working class used to attain the highest plateaus of platitudes demanding the cold attitude of some imperial martyr infatuated with the disgrace and their place within it as royal saviors to the people massed like cattle at the feet all the while a train of consequences is pulling into the station to wizen up the monarchs…’




suffering from feastiality

out of Context;
‘an end to reach the posterior that is to be assured of a bowel movement moving this lucid dream to crave fruition as a smorgasbord plunder of plenty shifting this as a bygone corny coping mechanism abused to excuse the evaded truth from knowledge ever becoming a reality to be seen casting aside all hope for the mouth-watering bargains to merger with the mass one has to offer whether consumer or product of the system, as visceral existence tapping into feral wanton decisions that our bodies will make for us whether we want this or not because these beings creating of themselves newer and newer generations of the unique consequence machine we are born spinning while Here upon a coarse ride to the grave whose unknown qualities pushing shivery cold an awareness once controlled by this thing…’




omega low mechanical

out of Context;
‘within the constraints of the three-dimensional factors apparent in this paradigm of a fleshly organization to which we have inevitably become a part, the edifice as effigy is burning though no one really sees anything but the odd trickery cynical underneath this visual display of innocence as rotting from a state of idolatry cutting a community from actuality as people had believed that once one could purge the evil by burning it away though underlying causes never die or decay but move on into different hosting for harvesting signals to feed upon while infatuated with this parasitic paradise the way it goes, and when fear is the gateway to the fog of ancient shadows rising up from their darkened chthonic stasis frozen by timespans and a lack of form somewhere in the dust and slow to move…’




god is in the feces…

out of Context;
‘reigns held by the turd reich distortions, ignoring compassion and subjecting us all to their dark advantage taken this mixture of heavens and hells a fixture on the conscious circuit charged with energy swirling digesting brewing the manifested glories and mistakes made meaty with weight and mighty decisions to yield truths that the majority will swallow without problem like pharmacological substances which induce those moments manufactured and manipulated by their creators, and then pumped out efficiently by distributors who do no wrong by admission of third-party bureaucracy taking hold as the newest middle class sold out and co-opted by the claimed functions of the consumer age whose dread is of being penniless in this material world of empty fanaticism and fashionable violence…’




a punkture in the cyst ’em…

out of Context;
‘random vapid excuses all stitched together as quilted mistakes in personal responsibility gone astray, but the realizations we are forced to learn merely make us resentful deeper down in our soul if the pressure was put upon us by people believing themselves better or truly more aware than we who are roaming the streets ready to tear off a chunk of some fecal-breathing machine that tries to act the tough human even though it is not too wise to push other humans around like you own the place unless you accept responsibility for your actions… patience or a lack thereof slows a progress down to a snail’s crawl as drama flares up in spurts that force us to act out of turn with the rest making spastic dancers of a few among the restless…’




the role of a paradise

out of Context;
‘being tossed around like debris caught and launched in rag doll circles shaken to ever more confused traces of this conditional presence residing Here lost among the other zombie drones moving in time with the biologic clock of terror ticking down the moments as they flux and waver not always assured of what is really going on, but we are free to choose and make choices as we see fit even if these quasi-retarded fits become crucial fixes to retain some personal semblance of control that ideally will never be disposable like the things we consume so easily with what remains left a sodden mass for generations to come swimming through the consequential waste as collateral to the finite chase of childish sport pushing others to force their hands to abort this cycle of menace…’