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‘lost in an ignorant ablyss sinister as any imagined death that traps us and our dreaming sanctity idle with privilege and weighed down by those obligations supporting the stability of c!aim that floating with beasts far more dangerous a predator than a mere man-eating shark could be as cannibals one and all told we are exiled from the world stage whether a discovery or recovery to escape from the tormented DNA chain that binds our feet right Here with the other wreckage…”
out of Context;
‘the line where all our failures need to be remembered in order that they may stay lessons with layers able to be understood by the ones who may find the patterns of challenge inside the puzzling ranges of vital possibilities life has slung us into bewildering many of us further than simply one deranged step away from crazy but off into another dimensional version of the realities we already see as truths amplified all around us certain of our certainty tainting our already biased perception…’
out of Context;
‘this pain leading to a substantial sacrificial jam where the energies we are part of leave their stains upon this world with more and more of us realizing what a shitty slice of those pie chart persceptions we have been in on for most of this wandering time in space wondering why a living death claims all consciousness inside us…’
out of Context;
‘as that usual blissful state shifts all those shared in visions to awake as the causes provoke one to move deliberately parallel to the instinct intuition and intellect that drive us to conform out of a social system suppling as survival gimmick we all seem to disregard at some dire levels calling upon more than mere observers’ wit to produce solutions instead of a dramatic dismantling of simple tasks when finding ourselves at an obvious loss that words are not so easily used to refine though many failures occur as a response that echoes the means culling the human herd as a flock of beasts to push pretend upon world culture in caustic shades of pretty…’
out of Context;
‘we have blood amid thoughts that permit us commune with etheric realms to a startling level or degree of inherent shamanic aspects little regard to whatever the lurking ancestor spirits as angelic streams of enlightenment woven for our current paradigm to exist boldly tented against invisible pokes slow and deliberate which prod and probe attempting to assure mistakes…’
out of Context;
‘vibrations and signals to interject pleasant contentment where the ease of life isn’t about the never-ending quest of living as brightly to the burnout as possible tethered in that heart skipping beats as the waft of feart roars a distinctly rude awakening, a second guessing the heat and the thrill when seats are still wet from this idiot flesh acting upon pure instincts intending to alleviate itself…’
out of Context;
‘for as long as the proliferated lessons repeatedly rely on biased gossip and odd miscommunication percolating to the surface to act as information carriers providing currency worthwhile in sometimes viral amounts a villainous venomous compound structure commencing this grandiose commiseration considered…’
out of Context;
‘the grotesque that become habits in our habitat to defend our needs to read further into those situations that are stimulating and yet distort the words and gestures that spurn us on toward that virtual viscera that seems trivial for the most part to most people of whom couldn’t care less as esteem a trait of human proclivities that soon drifts further from the humanity which founded it to be castrating all considerate selves too polite to stray… taking those safety and sheltering protocols we were given for granted as we do lose touch when the compassionate has become tired of our selfish strands of personal obscurity…’
out of Context;
‘historic villainy made reality in recent times as paradigms secede into cultural hybrids of what it has to be as experienced by the populace like the massive quakes of death and turmoil to stress the best and worst qualities an individual might have in a paranoir reservoir dipped in all the dark waters of void cold subconsciousness upon frequencies of the misunderstood observer, locked into the mass grave with other cadavers whose potential was cut short so easily at the wrong time for the wrong person representing change that no one wanted to consider even the person themselves on many occasions cannot truly decide what it is that becomes required or necessary to move forward when trauma like chaos awaits…’
out of Context;
‘housing an insanity that crawls away oxidizing humanity for those superstitious stays of execution demanding the pogrom within these programs as savors the killing off of the undying fealty felt active that faith acting under the skin microscopic explaining the fading of times into people and their images but the tensions have taught us nothing special which is how we feel able to excuse or justify our unreasonable actions, in faith like fate and filth are extremes a deliberate way because these routes as roots are made by an absolution of choices whether yours or mine and they all stick with us as experiences throughout our journeys Here or in the out there intermingling with the new age thought architects of a new anarchy…’