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…in times of great Dysturbution…

out of Context – ‘…where better people should be working to advance the quality of life while still living in it as real time manifestations nervously breaking through to great disturbance in the forces surrounding us and our steady pursuits… trying to move through moot miasma dense with these collected dreads and fears advancing far further as these metastasize through society and culture infectiously traveling between us all given enough time lapse singular signals moving distinctly about sorting through the sands of time perhaps picturing each crystal in its finite size actually larger enough to fit many things into a physical memory in this instance each batch of memories contained in a brain equals a grain without doubt occurring with some glitches where erratic charge ends up working against that grain of this world to disastrous result…’




…another Naive american…

‘…vital parts of self as time wears on critical of our dramatics constrain dynamically by contrary forces from any official sources forward movement manifesting a capable gravity well of souls which powers we exploit are drawn deliberately rejecting sophisticated techniques because of a difficult stigma we all appear smothered with it as chalk outlines marking the restrained bodies Here pained faces have managed to gather as witnesses to the next events whatever they may be affecting are larger scope of traits attesting to humanity being able to further on in their collected journey expecting, and wanting for levity to carriage us all away from our fears and dread to suspend the psychic sacrificing on the cake mad from human blood and bone ashes and guts allowed to coagulate and create an ominous stench…’ – out of Context




…exuding Secretes…

‘…the naive to the willfully ignorant denizens grouped to gather Here in what seems like random intervals of collusion and collision creating series of juxtaposed and compromising situations while under constraint of cannibal duress facing chafed opposition wrought Here by mere shadows hinting at some sinister appearance teased around every corner through mighty internal exposition utilized to explain, whatever there will be has been already as energy constantly cycles in a connected collection of parts speculative in their mixture as the variations ebb and flow upon threads bared by the cosmic winds winding down occasionally while other things such as fluids have their own dynamics to be aware of in subtle patterns as pheromones and signals the human body emits naturally though unnaturally omitted…’ – out of Context




…to Extrapolgate…

‘…mating futility with progress to adapt others to this orientation of all roles in the future serving the systems at work making better places for all of us to submit ourselves in loyalty to figures of insensitivity trying to turn the tides of warfare against the civilians as though they were aliens to be exterminated by the harshest possible means necessary at the disposal of those beings set with the task creating burnt offerings… grotesque sacrifice accepted by equally twisted versions of gods taking their powers for granted because rules apply Here and nowhere else as strictly that adherence to these tools is praised by the others in charge and otherwise as is the general evidence most evident in the eyes of others choosing to worship fragile ego gods who do not care for them…’ – out of Context




…atropoFictional cathexis…

out of Context – ‘…we inhabit Here figured perhaps too gritty, to endure very long indeed one needs constitutions that will bare the weight of every person that pledges their own loyalty and savvy to the table of debates with the massive curious what other avenues of context and concept can be fulfilled in real time where substance allows us to commit such heinous acts that later require someone to rescind our previous points of view to not fall prey to becoming exiled for our prescriptive perspective pushing boundaries like creepy buttons calling out predatory humans who don’t deserve to interact with possible victims without proper supervision keeping the wolves at bay, edges of fate too sharp to play with by hand in these woeful ways unknown until they are to be causing harm that remain difficult to heal…’




…a Negative fancy…

‘…intrude upon certain failure if they cannot correct to the “right” way as being approved by mechanical wisdom caught ghost in the cuisine digested in gears grinding, relentless through the bits and bytes layered in code and alive with electricity wicking the candle flame digital giving off light from a vast spectrum of bandwidths and wavelengths crossing over with one another creating patterns some people worship while others plague humanity with various energies at flux commands cosmic happenstance as much as any remedy to the pain and suffering masked as sanity superficial structures erected from nothing important rising higher than necessary to touch a totemic sight from gods just above regarding a conceptual heaven where even the worst of us goes without question because of unifying concepts…’ – out of Context




…sour Peace of flesh work…

‘…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




…making Fudgel abominable again…

out of Context – ‘…nothing is the only answer and whose only true representative is the very same nobody that it has been for decades now moving into our modern age filled with dictatorial manifestations infested power by investing, energy and focus upon one goal in regards to prevent change in any form from suddenly occurring and triggering the ides of warfare and the unfair tactics that go with them into history or the shadows thereof without stagger and lock step behind every subtle action committed by ulterior motives becoming real if but for a moment that trails on into the archives as mission failed like so many of our video games that give us a handful of lives to lead the repeated acts to glory until bored or tired wanting more out of limited escapes to fit in…’




…me as we…

‘…hearts deeper than that jesus because of their hands at work fixing those broken layers taking token leisure for granted gift but able to be taken back by forces beyond our merely selfish woes whittling us down into creatures, that we can barely recognize Now that we have reached this plethora of auras mixing as some failed ghost chorus singing you silently through personal interludes in exposition defining your tumultuous tale ends and all traumatic steps in-between navigating of destiny with no small part in the whole glory thing taken way too far even as a joke we are choking on the remnants of coal-powered joys from a past creeping into our future through obscene rhetoric that jerks us out of our original headspace Here when letting our guard down too much to shield us…’ – out of Context




…scorDatura metel…

out of Context – ‘…a curse betraying their presence perhaps similar as to midas touch turned douche fingers, golden gods kill those they are attracted to thinking that love could be so easily attained by idiots who encapsulate raw doses of grotesque pain that it personally makes me weep trying to control the inner narrative without fail yet conscious suspension of disbelief or even belief for that matter in something supreme without attaching harmful eccentricity extremely unnerving regular bystanders who all have their own ideals of a mission to accomplish Here though often we are left to assume supervision for ourselves once we are able to command a reliable presence devoid of harsh wisecracks at the corporate expense, laid to waste as hollow insistence under duress of their company manhandlers whose capable molestation relies upon freedom of access…’