out of Context;
‘…whether the entity could be called a devil remains to be seen as it seems to me to be anything but be able to be labeled so easily, and negative energy is only a means to make the ensnared less wanting to escape the familiarity of the doomed outlook…’
out of Context;
‘So then there stands the misanthrope… The womb is rusted shut, but learns much playing the ancient man’s games… Divide and conquer… One of the horsemen laughs in tone with these childish, messy antics… Messianic, manic and prolific….protean and malnutrious of mind…’
out of Context;
‘social engineering just leads us to reconstruction of our past beliefs in what real means, and so we all seem to reweave the popular construct in the name of progress… so it would seem to us, the insiders looking outward, and so toying with ideas of apocalyptic natures as opposed to man-made continuity seems to be completely applicable to this extreme spectrum of speculation… where is a home for these theories?…’
out of Context;
‘there are too many days in lonely contemplation, and eternity becomes the twisted prism, reflecting the divine light into deformed Technicolor… the remote control over selfless puppetry trying to live a life born from dreams as we commit to the reality… that graphic hole from which escapes no light…’
out of Context;
‘are we those soulless machines that we see gliding across the streets in horror at the state of the as yet to be place we are always inhabiting?… some of us are walking nightmares, and we beat back our inner demons only to unleash them at the most unjustifiable moments at those that do not need the pain…’
out of Context;
‘the menace lies outside the walls… waiting… fires burn the ashes of evidence in the wake of our mishaps with laws and functions… to stay in line or walk away?… difficult defined those one-word wayward saints… actions… to make the day how we want it… only the jerk-offs hear nonsense as their dead nazi incestors make up their minds for them…’
out of Context;
‘the tunnel grows sharp as it inserts and asserts itself in the anatomy of gesturing symbols… they twist apart and leave their striking point in the conscious plane… it changes from mouth to mouth for a chance to stick somewhere that it has never been before… a furious freak out that we can’t see as deftly as we need… under the surface, it mates itself sparingly with torrential outpouring of restless emotions…’
out of Context;
‘I shall set forth and acquire the right supplements to isolate from the state of reflection that weekend’s can achieve sometimes, but is oblivion the best moniker for this situation?… post-October, what are we left with for a fall season, and how does one cope with the pain inherent in the mysteries?… the unknown always presents the most interesting riddles to perceive…’
out of Context;
‘we are greedy for trying to understand even that which does not need to be known. taken with the ability to undermine our own future for a piece of the puzzle now…’
out of Context;
‘the urge to resist a system that already tries to bypass our functional approach to making the world unite, a way beneath the skin to condemn ourselves to the purity of conflict and detention, and we always come to do it to ourselves before others… only as a tease to what horrors that it could so easily be… this biological technology stinks of rot and ill-advised plans… unforgiving forces take our bones and bodies to declare what real is and has to be…’