out of Context;
‘this fixated affliction summoning resentment to the surface to cement a stability into place against type with our instincts intact as yet betrayed by the emotional lunge and parry displayed in this tense side of combat… emotional feedback looping psychotically emptily as the ultra-masculine patriarchal pride pushes people to become shallow versions of themselves merely to keep up appearances of the pseudo-civility we imbibe, while underneath beats the heart of a sycophantic swimming through polarities of hatred and anger…’
out of Context;
‘you soon learn that given life is terribly short if living for the work only as so many hopeful youth are fascinated by the fist fuck, as we live suspended between vague and correct that some people are so good at projecting their perspectives onto others, and i can’t hear my words as they drain and flow like bitter turds… the substance of trying to know has undermined a truer understanding as god is just a big tease in a holding pattern for saturn…’
out of Context;
‘all these sheepish pigs and cattle lined up to seat themselves on the great American saddle as battles occur to define who wins and who loses their turn on this gamey stasis betrayed, as though something else other than this way were useless while the laughingly naive become settled with their diseased seeds of syphilitic abortion as neural cell death is affected to prevent the cognitive recognition of these decisions made without any consent from the victims…’
out of Context;
‘we let our taxes in-debt us to raping used against our tolerance and patience… so some of us settle for a piece of what is left as resources are soured in their overt mistreatment poured into distilled vats from the land as machines utilize clockwork magic to endure heavy missions to destroy value, in over-farming the rights of anything native, and to shun the past that has only ever in creation tried to show who we are and what support we can offer nature in return for these sacred moments taking us further into ourselves by trial and error savage soothed…’
out of Context;
‘these distracted wretches as they move from one state to another when passing over… showering us with ideas of golden glories made epic myths with which to try following for most of our lives in lies sinking in up to our fat heads until the stinking corpse floats ashore caught in the webbing and the exploiting nets of those frequently delving into the abyss for facts as gems, there are many systems of value to utilize when questing for spiritual truth as individual pursuits…’
out of Context;
‘our history left spinning, but multiple senses are excluded by the powers being that they see nothing but the greed and their own biased values in a sea of lies and duplicity ruling out the truth for profits excused by a toxic drama and an embargo on emotional evolution in use as bargaining chip in a manipulation of the masses… to make those out as taking drastic measures overstepping casual boundaries presented by a few that have alternate plans for exploiting a treasure, pulled from these cold dead hands of the fundamentalist fiends who claim a righteous knowledge of what is better…’
out of Context;
‘impediment from those pedophiliac agent provocateurs whose worship of the torment of the innocents Here are proof that we come from a savage and comfort-less society as a collective of traits passed down through the trenches of time and space, all of the outside aspects whether reptilian or some alien species whose true name will remain unknown specifically until humanity has caught up with the respective genetic lines transmitting all shades of truthful valence, and then to be left deciding to wallow in our crusades toward pleasure and desire more than truth-seeking reinforcing whatever we have left of a ‘greater good’ to shine as a light…’
out of Context;
‘a scattered mortal tragic excuse that hammers the cleaving blow home to lop off one’s head as though this brand of guillotine justice were ever finished existing for the violent execution of lazy executive decision through and through… the scammed out enslaved by that simple yet syrupy delicious that makes people shiver down their spines through a seat to their souls as an electrifying zeitgeist to arrive absolute at whatever obtuse angle that means to those of us that observe this mess, in the empty zombie eyes laughing…’
out of Context;
‘as motivation tries to free the unkind from their hatred that makes them incompatible with humane interaction as this molten temper tempers the metaphysical us through connective tissue challenging our preconceived notions injected like junk for the monkeys trashed and wondering who will be the one to take care of them, but to swing the fixated monkey off one’s back is not an easy task to complete for those of us who cannot tame that inner wild beast breeding comfort with curiosity and rebellion…’
out of Context;
‘taken to the gallows we are innocence of the repressed disposed of and oppressed the presence we have taken as image of death angels with grinning skulls and draped in a black vast expanse moving forever outward by this essence trying to recycle through real parts of these consciousnesses… left as maps for any who can read them like blinking stars in the braille of outer space sensed as signs of life lighting the darkened empty in strings of illumination taken too far to remind some of their stardust beginnings…’