out of Context – ‘…at the drop of a fauc drip or feathers Here we drift with fire sale tossing everything out water torture gasoline of the mouth can make it seem so severe even if you don’t hear the words having no fight for the ride Here, over time it collects into respectful demeanor because the hustles we decide have value acting as addictive travels through the nethersphere we might think of as our worst sides dissected by academics whom then exploit every chance to take on command with parental permission who is not the state awarding custody like a trophy if we have no one on our side sometimes unaware who really gets the benefit from those checks cashed to give kids a chance to survival before the light snuffs out dead in all of us…’
‘…there is no hiding only heckles from all sides that make us restless to get out of this cage of suffering into silence soured by hasty moves in getting there from Here projecting onto others a taint amount of smother and doubt that leads inevitably toward guilt binding our emotions and mental health attached to gaslighting tricks disguised as acts of helping others in telling us what we should do as any authority or professional might choose to continue this confusion on into extreme perpetuity by all accounts calling it ‘destiny’, manifests as bitter resentful fruit fallen from bigoted loins far enough away from the trees to perhaps see the forest better in the midst of solitude not isolation…’ – out of Context
‘…reinforced behavior foreshadowed by a derisive mockery instead of acceptance provoking hands of an enemy who cannot be, bothered by the visions televised for all to see as next creeping gospel when feeding ourselves these brand name demons in ghost form because only their products are there deep through our mouthpieces licked and savored as one might wish their genitals to be adored but never happens that way with the exception of an enviable few who either take themselves way too seriously or hide their decadent perceptions for moments alone or around others whom appear to bring states of enlightenment through the darkness of digested positions by a greater cycle of vaguely synonymous creatures behind our frightened eyes, distinctively aware how fragile and empty human might seem from the outside…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…constructive proof that maybe we actually deserve to exist Here where we were born into this realm without knowing what manner of broken things waits ahead of us in the journey cycling past the eventual to get gritty with the details whether truth or friction causing counterpoint with fictitious capacity to allow cognizant dissonance in our minds, we try to solve by tying up loose end types of resolution in matters we may not feel the ability to balance more than humanly-plausible Here lacking certain guidance because we all have to work for the money in some form or another try and mine the crafts at our disposal to draft into potential for constructive behavior while able to piece together any kinds of peace or harmony…’
‘…this organism designated self for reasons beyond mere exploration at this point when are we to consider how special we are as aliens, on seeing ourselves within the separation of nature as much our removal from direct connection in varying ways that still confuse and frustrate even action as choices people make to procrastinate and fragment their own lives trying to find a new seed of inspiration perhaps only too far from our grasp as long as we do not actively reach for approval in an appeasement signal to nullify the strain of tensions where worlds have already collided creating a psychic shrapnel radioactive and radiating outward suddenly shocking those nearby… defiance that puts down the warrior aspect with no more good gods left in the reserve…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…modified versions of “the sky is falling” mentality especially when it feels that apocalypse coming is just around the corner where eyes shelter from the unforgiving everyday at the same intervals that cannot contain remedies to the new disease if it still grabs us by random when it wants to feed from our personal sense as being totally succumbs doing the best it can do to not fall apart Here, when it seems all sources point against us in our fragments of psychic structure attempting to change us for its ideals of a better even if we never know the outcome to be a certainty because nothing appears so absolute for long while we are Here lost and adrift in our own thoughts stretched tightly across our senses that we can easily doubt our direction…’
‘…information camouflaged by the intense intents of ulterior motives moving the dogs of war into some type of attack formation Here once the enemy is confirmed to be removed from the board while keeping other pieces unaware until much later down the timeline because varied movements were eliminated with little more made than a whisper less obvious than by trails of paperwork, there is no way to thoroughly obliterate the far flung future that greases the wheels and cogs and gears grinding down human activity to a nub barely seen from a window of the soul riding chariots with no charity toward others less fortunate in the desert of the real because only you can decide to be this way doing to others what worse things you think they wish to do to you…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…the cycle deviates from utter kindness and forgiveness as threshold between those that see themselves in others and others choosing only to see themselves through that mirror quantifying the conscious human standing before it, attempting to seize whatever humanity is left residing in the living shell seen across from us slowly coming to understand personally-owed proper encapsulations for what it ever means to be this human thing never quite an animal all the way but neither a fully-accepted part of the whole featured Here as one of the players when failure becomes the new name of the game looked to for distraction amidst a clash of subtle and counterpoint layers to overstimulate cognizant dissonance from the peanut gallery…’
‘…piss into a mister coffee and get taster’s choice from it no matter the platitudes taken as attitudes given raw and rude as crude delight expresses in the claims at stake Here where cannibal kings preach flawed wisdom into the ears of anyone who will listen to their sideways chants whose effectiveness lies in the hypnotic strain of the voice using those words against the person who hears them speaking awful gibberish servings of harsh tones inflected with dire infections for the sanity and its stability Here… catapulted into a default factor of that olfactory smell sweeping this industrial nation we continue attending to because it remains the last bastion of ideal freedoms utilized as a form of saleable dope or sedative supply aiding in the attrition and atrophy that such chemical conditioning implies…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…wedged up my ass attached to my soul harassing input out of me in the applications hardwired to assault the senses whether there is compliance of captive attention doing the most we can until we are left out fatally in the fetal position vulnerable to further degradation feeding us forcefully a diet of worms and services by others whom know not with what we have to do to survive because a template of wellness is fitted over twisted perceptions prescribed, as though able to shrug off the labels of shallow degenerate or idiot so easily when no one seems to give a damn about anything that doesn’t make them wealthy or respected establishing clout among those that cannot sympathize with such a climb upon the hierarchy of life as fabricated…’