‘…figures finishing the deception with flare while their victims will howl the bloody curses bearing the names in balefire foreskin oozing milky way cesspool discharges amid the galactose-intolerant creatures this side of a galaxy spreading gods’ vomit all over the seats and interior to the point our heads bust open for relief from the pus and pressures of adulterated mess becoming sentient all while dressed up as another random bureaucrat conforming to line and keeping branes wet, psycho pomp and circumstance has placed us all Here where we jerk and jive with almost all the rest of the puppetry swing set while those few enjoy the remote view from someplace we are not kept because of how we react to facing our captors, getting mean and nasty…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…hopeful sentiment, donated to be fundamental sediment as foundation plans for better societies tied together by community more than merely ideas like communal living as in some odd houses of a variation in artistic collective perhaps as many movements have began even though distrust and independence have not always been easy bedfellows at first while thirsting for a burst of insight into the ways in which we choose to do these things for ourselves and others appearances so deceiving when respect is on the line with one too many of roommates acting upon some primeval honor code which justifies to them the brutality they inflict as pattern to savor in order to learn to avoid the antagonism inherent in humans, no matter how nice we can be on this surface…’
‘…the words we use now hold a freedom that people do not until even as times do change for what can be perceived as better there are still peculiar undercurrents beyond localized state of mind confused that take us by misconstrued evidence of a vindictive monster that somehow does if it could be called live up in the cloudy atmosphere above our heads, though as above so below so that the dead flesh walks again in the streets with us proving to us that this works even if it becomes another step in building to boredom this ennui triggering a depression of internal aspects we have never known any thing other than this as myriad of systems that currently exist that would normally allow us to function properly though still invariably there will be mistakes…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…dramas that appear to the untrained eye as lazy indolent or slacking off in actual integrity or self respect sailing through the holy seize while searching for reasons to validate existing like this in modes bestial and atrocious questioning the vitality lodged in our minds alone unable for the better to transmit vague impressions while trying to get more clever at reading people and their body language even if it is true silence is my second language interpreted by the body more so sincerely than any words of truth could socially reduce us to a severe lacking in character as much compassion that trends Here with the whim of a kill economy where we’re all so free as martyrs on parade awaiting our fates individually as worse aims become fulfilled by deleterious obsession…’
‘…deferring the moments as they spin spin sugar and gossamer around concepts humans can barely grasp at all let alone imagine with any kind of synchronicity that remains a relevant type of subversive display holding reins left powering any of those currently that become wave form weaker still cannot collapse function the same way without renewed energies casting in their lots with the mindless murderers at large who in some way are serving the vanity that only makes us think we’re better than those we never know, so slow in figuring out remedies for what systemic resets are required to re-calibrate whatever trials and troubling tribal-atrophying effects of this major mojo voodoo fascism hastens with each step…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…to be erased as time erodes the human experience in waves that function through any distress as signals filtering information moving fluids that surge and protect for certain levels of safety set by previous caretakers Here not unsurprisingly disgusted or disappointed at the ways in which we have chosen to collectively handicap ourselves in a way that justifies nothing but suffering through the worst of the trafficking souls because soon enough that too will be gone, torn from the page that instilled with faith that there is indeed in some form some meaning to be had when judgment roaming cover-to-cover bears the arms and weight of the think tank heavily geared toward the art of conquering as fifth horseman…’
‘…the breathing method of blood hungry ghosts the humans become Here when all other options are lost or tossed away when choking to cope crossing lines like wires the whole world looks as though it might make anyone curious wonder who are these puppets connected by the strings of theory as much physically-encountered analog to these burgeoning ideas trying to force themselves to the surface to be accepted and universally validated among the appetites of the damned Here, the art of death may scream bloody murder to any who may lack the vision to really perceive but there is always more behind the superficial veneer imposing multiple ambivalent layers as a wall to prevent individuals from pressing questions any further than some agreed upon standard reinforced by a society that shifts constantly…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…just the strange quarks in the Out There somewhere vacantly awaiting some sign or signal from the depths that will cradle the need for safety without cutting us off from the rest of existence whose tension arises out of sheer ego death transparently wailing out banshee-like cries into the vastness of night its omnipresent form trying to hold parts of our demeanor aloft though too much as Icarus lifted toward the sun as solar demon burning him dead with the brilliance thus fixated upon, flying towards an inevitable danger under unenviable circumstances as the pressure only grows from there into something one cannot fully define without experience establishing certainty…’
‘…to be the densest of any particularly organized schisms fomented then cemented as real Here, dementia has the same ever vast limits as that potential we only receive glimpses into while savaged through various dimensional barriers that gather momentum by the occasional clench of teeth or cheeks as when the short gasp leaves a person madly empty at bridging gaps not minding to be calm only to relax as consequences coalesce to thrust themselves into well-paced programs when questions of problematic technicality must connect directly simply as tempering of opinion and practice removing any suspect tampering that occurs when something indeed is doctored or adulterated in the worst ways possible…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…that alien side of our ever-curious selves basing rather their application of caution when dealing so directly with us as beings generating panic on a massive scale if anything were to trigger instead of deliver these notions in true neutrality as our paranoid ideas take on lives of their own once an artifact threshold is fully passed beyond as larval chrysalis might be if the contextual quanta were to juxtapose over the human experience as unique as the flutter-by who dies to resurrect as the moth-be-he-man immolated sort once the old skin is to be sloughed off as sore or ulcerous flesh in debridation and cast away to melt like wax used to make more from our stuff, teeth once used as weapons now rotting in the skull…’