out of Context;
‘that tragic drama which houses all unfolds further curiosity implying the stress which chemical relief utilized to prevent every caustic vibration from resonating too deeply inside of these living cells as bereft from a material disconnect with source information as pieces toxically friendly with a predatory feeling attached as travesty mimicking humorously those unique elements trying to perhaps reach that next opportunity…’
out of Context;
‘within the same timeline for us to perceive whether by glitch in the programming or through supreme intelligent design, if these windows can allow us an insight into worlds perhaps never realized in our lifetimes it is even though there may be vast amounts of these random ‘feast-scripts’ recorded inundating everyone as the sum of the expressions furnished by sense before they have been unified into the synthesis of understanding, and the thoughts and feelings attached to modes of particulars as perception filters and stains our personal experiences…’
out of Context;
‘we can mutate and shift the paradigm in the scope of personal challenges as they precede and succeed where we might have failed before Now… the seeds of love are constantly spread but in some of those same totalitarian doses as ignorance passed down from generation to generation among this captive a civilization moving through dreams, devouring nightmares that evoke obstacles in waking life, and to fall back to sleep invigorated by a sense of self that permeates the human cosmic whole in belabored attempting to right the wrongs while committing many further harms yet still to society as a whole…’
out of Context;
‘is it that absurd to believe that time travel is capability through death’s passionate throes as means to escape in this futile sense the present qualities of constriction that some of us DO experience beyond the common acceptance of mere physical senses representing our reality, a rare few of us are capable of seeing much further into the vast expanse while in this human form than many other people trying to feel and understand what it is that is exactly visible as in how much it differs from the rest…’
out of Context;
‘more than some caustic vibration taken as the occasional assault on words and their heaving mention arguing the case for people’s dissent and rebellion while the murderers rarely stray from the path they’ve always taken leaving this humanity a stricken beast to persist in moving the chariot forward, and the heft of this particular scope takes not into account the demeanor of the working class as these people who labor in vain to give others the better parts of themselves for the short times we all have left Here if we do not realize we have the Opportunity…’
out of Context;
‘through open space in waves of motion as a conscious continuous light… flying on through dimensions without a form constraining this complicated atmosphere into a dense complicity and collaboration among all the forces at work Here as the secret understanding filters in subtly throughout this system, all as particles that contribute to being the unique cohesive entity requiring some owned sense of value inherent to an individual donation of a piece of the whole story in one person’s embodiment…’
out of Context;
‘programming our damned DNA strands like sands in time running rand with stones of irregular shape and size minus a method or conscious decision on our part as we daze into the sunshine blindness a little while longer so the metadata can sink in deeper, sitting across from our consciousness in trance while the tasks loom greater than we have ever fathomed before missed in our daily grinding away of self as raft through this social rift in attempts to reinforce who we were as we dance across the surface of this thing one moment after the other…’
out of Context;
‘within moments of achievement even these symptoms of a greater problem can still linger with people who might go so far as to make every argument about themselves unsound with an irrational basis in true understanding for human compassion, details describing just how bad we have it when we are somehow taken advantage of with all the aspects that make us trivialized and taken for granted that we are alive today moving inside a maze of fear… an enchanting Jimi Hendrix-phrased conundrum ‘if p was q’ when confronting the fallacy within logical argument using the nonsense eyes…’
out of Context;
‘pleased as pigs in shit when hells’ fury can transfer the energy to another pursuit altogether inert before striving heroically for the win convincing us to conquest for our owned versions of the golden holy truth as guardian to assuage our restless fears… sacred are the scared in trying to play the meek role while the courageous stain the world with blood vying to gain as control is reverence to their doctrines which praise hate and a separation of faiths even when the truth would seem otherwise to this ideal standard…’
out of Context;
‘the modern American ghouls syphoning a life vicariously through money-worship and idolization, and churning the firmament of a fomenting society into shitty class wars and struggle that smuggles the righteous traits out of place to enforce the smiling fakery trying to subjugate humanity into their place with no safety in numb fingers broken and bitten by the cold states of change… i cannot persuade you with my half-assed pontificating disguised as poetry attempting to urge the thresholds to differ as the dimensional depths of reality fluctuates relentlessly in both an inner and outer space…’