out of Context – ‘…overlooking what collected visions we have Here as though anything like us has that command various elementary forces attached to conventional supervisory puppet strings contrary to what imagination can conceive because there is nothing cool or badass about standing out like we think drunk on thinking convinced we should be something new more novel than we are still larval and hatching out of the trap others have made for us seeing wave functions, magical reality perhaps before they may even appear to collapse surpassed by the collective disbelief that enchants all other reality to stay banal something conforming to ideas that work against us and our progress beyond the awareness of infants instead barely the quaint antiquity we thought it would be in the room of elephants alarming but to remove the glass ceiling…’
‘…social choking hazards in health conditions where the fear and dread become frayed ends of sanity unable to thoroughly heal as psychic wounds aren’t physical but can manifest in many other ways such as killing off living pieces in order to conform or die as punishment for doing things incorrect wrongly swayed Here as stains upon your record compiled for use in reinforcing what can happen, listened to for the first time one might not catch all the details we are supposed to remember against whatever else coercing us to recollect what was the reason for our deployment as this physical manifestation infesting the larger picture with misconstrued views in our back pockets guiding us by the seat of our pants as relentless restless occupants conquering boredom through a violent lens dismantling our functional reasoning…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…clearly triggering repercussions more than simply noise distracting from real issues larger than local as we collectively tolerate this abuse because do not know what else to do with ourselves being in circuits and patterns that previously served those personal gods, now we destroy each other making excuses as we always have understanding these slight variations in the cosmic tapestry from what we can read into its massive ferocious beauty undulating and shaping us as we can be capable of somehow learning observing and recording this phenomena we experience as separate yet combined creatures unable to tap into our natural hive mind except rarity accepted as confidence trick side show shit gimmick blending truth with lies on purpose depending upon persons doing such ornery chicanery to defile and disgrace disturb the human race…’
‘…incapable of sight through this shape as beyond it through cognitive linguistics our chance of getting into heads as parts and pieces of this mechanical puzzle which our existence implies for us if interpreted differently, somehow approaching the subjects and objects as conjoined primary implements that defy easy reasoning from lazy minds sometimes hiding a lack of understanding because psychological infancy can last far into an absolute series in phases of adulthood as rites of passage formulating aspects that are difficult to assume without the experience to achieve differing points of view throughout these frames that take space while alive in this specific realm allowing for understanding at all when those can be opposed to thinking that lead us now hoping for better results from a collective push to reorganize ourselves motivated by decisive action…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…trading apothecary for the white sterile lab coating taking you as scientist and calling you melvins testing, boundaries openings closings gaps and assumptions all variables are home to something different another apex predator in our midst somewhere in the Out There perhaps as far flung futures invested in by someone somehow biding their time on this planet knowing or expecting different results from the vanity of their insanity projected outward hitting others sometimes with severe impairments if the calculations are off but still there is the need nay necessity for more testing even if complicated with sad feelings and the fact that we are all experimental guinea pigs to certain degree scared upon entering the system, like proper specimens yet we require an optimal delusion more than optical illusions tickling trickery into our strange assumptions…’
‘…instead of tools meant to reduce our larger than life views to match our technology motivating our meat machines to attempt their best at making things that can be changed for the better but greed and other likewise aspects drawn closely to our personal senses of self-righteous superiority and ego coercing others to conform in order to create that systemic green manure as an ideological manifestation of my reproductions caught unable to reduce the questionable urge to binge at some interval reasonably inconvenient to confine us in our own unstable composure as if witnessing something different, and complete for now confusion knows no bounds connecting various disparate elements fashioned into some kind of human machine Here this displayed feeling so territorial as though someone is pulling one over on your god no slight ever accepted…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…who know what they are looking for considering the sources of this animal flesh that bears witness and attacks tries to adapt boundaries without leaping before thinking through completely wired differently scattering of lives living through this manure heap that values only higher and larger amounts of force each finding their own ways to the top fighting against the funk transfer of the zombie eaters relying upon the wells of knowledge planted to grow deeply ingrained impressive seeds laying groundwork, assumptions climbing the most fruitful trees disarming us with dysthanasia or a bad death when haste falling from grace exploiting the ignorant though savage dance through damage introducing lessons back into the mixture hot mozel tov cocktail left shattering displaced glass and shards of fire in the paths of others walking over burning coals…’
out of Context – ‘…emotional insecurity leading from fun to fighting in one fell swoop turned whoop whoop bottles broken, as classic gauntlet of the barroom brawl that spills out onto the streets but imagined as a city-wide riot where the pugilists are drunken and laughing messes massive writhing timing this conflict to finished when the animals are ready to run away trying to fix their reputation among the other thugs cursing and insulting the ones too weak to keep up with the real monsters taking lives as well as wallets growing up reckless and willing to stand up regardless of whether it happens to be right and wanting no other individual to take advantage of their position in authority, after all the beatings and undetermined privilege finally recognized the kid gets it running with a pack of wolves…’
‘…unpleasant truths that squeeze and ooze from our pores poor you set in your ways leading to fatigue and horrible hygiene one step closer beyond to something other than this accepted exception to the rules only where applies best with salve or cream overnight a sleeping remedy because awake life is too much to handle simply or easily thanks to the complicated stakes omnipresent in suspension of disbelief to search out adventure as the next martyrs to be assaulted by a cruel real world, where the smallest parts one does participate within creates ripples dependent upon spreading ideas within context easy to understand being too shrewd through vague communication getting others freely telling their viewpoint to one within patience and silent contemplation feeling sorry for your story line in this brief chapter of life…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…driving coffins on wheels a rare breed hoping not to die as it crisscrosses the highways and frontage roads weaving maps into existence that never existed before the journey creating stories to be recounted by those who were there are the most genuine and emotional pulling us in to depict life juxtaposed from memory into immediate company relating experiences to one another this way bonding and coming to a mutual agreement which depending on persons may remain unspoken as long as it remains Here energy converted into an ephemeral concept connected to various impediments of perspective from our singular viewpoints, collected at precarious moments when straying away from nonsense makes the most sense even if the massive might disagree with your lone point of observation lacking respect for what prospects in what context remain unmolested…’