out of Context – ‘…system stirring up entrapment for another generative sequence fascinated effect with all the variables in action circulating energy and substance cosmologically as contained in various boxes reinforced so they do not break thus letting loose change and stochastic process setting mutating patterns in motion as though they could never stop and have always been with this liminal caption of the cosmos constantly reproducing beginners, the machinery and its mission we have called nature for centuries relying on the assumption of an anthropomorphic feminine energy whose fury we have had to contend with those who deem themselves winners and conquerors of human shapes and civilizations with questionable civility until timelines recombined onto this planet assumed unplanned as we see stretches far beyond before us as much as after us appealing to forces within our vicinity…’
‘…multiple descriptions to allow for there to be patterns capable of adapting to unstable fragments of polarized humanity without having to strike out as though enemies are everywhere you look but this isn’t true, it becomes that strange something else just barely out of range of describable essence babbling on out of turn and timing with the rest of us trying our best to be synchronous to confess ourselves honestly as we spin spin spiraling down and out minus the manifestations we wish to witness until we finalize the way back home to our source particular to who we believe we are in Here injured and injuring others at constant rates razing hell while still able to move in some essence asking for the shit to come down soaking my wounds in lemon juice…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘..for the conceptual perfection, unique civilized take generally idolizing people speaking on matters one has no prior knowledge forcing reliance upon improvisations to adequately complete the narrative everyone wants to be true for themselves lodged Here in the nitty-gritty that reality proffers equally to everyone accumulating clutter specific to this continuum comprised of consumers consummating their obsessive relationship to their goods rather than facing their gods with confidence of overcoming the odds stacked up against us resonating with underdog fashion one-in-a-million lottery whose bread and circus stakes are high and clustered together then depressive downward swing adapting if no one pays any real attention, circumstances as glimmers of hope gone now milky and matted sheen as the eye who cannot see gone cataract uncorrected guinea pig self experiment…’
‘…a calm head through knee-jerk reactions from the body politic that often strays outside anything resembling a unified front because humans are far too fragile speaking on how so easily speaking in our own voices quietly we are manipulated by our egos located inside of our minds teasing us with crossed streams of curiosity wanting to know desirous to delirium to see and hear natural mysteries, no matter how far beyond driven we appear to be in others’ eyes as the madness begins to overtake our practical sensibilities as well as rational logic for what is making us feel good now while we await our eventual fate continuing to pursue the depths of difference between experience and imagination trying not to diminish either side of mass debates Here because all viewpoints retain elements of truth…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…hierarchy’s cellular data plan formulated over the aeons we have been alive in these skins built by our ancestors for real world explorations while inside this bewilderness transforming, itself incapable of standing still or that would be death in those fleeting instants before spatial realization of trapped screaming as though there were help to summon forth from the darkness and cold creeping in icy hot fluctuations throughout the slipping into something truly unknown because fear is a powerful dosing agent whose urgency is much like that of the uncontrolled relief in sudden release getting considerably full bladder squeezed against itself enough when the riot of thoughts carrying nervous instincts perpetually soaking the brain brine afraid to fight or flee these bodies constraining us by environment pretentious suspects enter the room, beginning as human animals…’
‘…parts of us crawling out for answers terminal vileness sprawling through our guts at this juncture of time and space no work to disgrace the previous steps taken moved forward appreciating the value of principles that come with this continuum churning loose constant revisions and changes putting us as a whole in a precarious position Here, leashing derision to something other than oblivion and its darkest tendrils arising from human attempts to outdo the last horrible atrocity that anyone can remember as these terrible things and issues get pivoted upon an axis of evil through human intervention done the wrong way around circulating madness and raw tensions swirling into the air infesting tainted emotions with profusely losing command over oneself while trying to remedy uncertainty in all manners of compromising situations complex and overwhelming messages…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…frustrated enough to take it out on anything and anyone besides ourselves crossing that line without knowing it the worst pain smarts teaching lessons when suffering strikes suddenly invoking a source immediate to reticent invocations because there is palpable fear and dread, manuscripts of the damned dead and determined to at least pull things through the passage of rites by insurgence prompting uncertain interment buried alive medieval torments obscuring translation appropriate to revising segments into viable constructs siphoning from our inherent ability to reverse our thoughts and adapt or deduce through reason and logic what initially separates us static brutes lined up armed and hired to not be human acting under orders to be organic equivalent of calmly and carefully assessing the situation on a case by case basis instead broken by an ill-conceived bias…’
‘…your feet keep on walking urging to live but asking to die louder than hoped while doped up and choking on your own cock auto-erotic asphyxiation killed the rooster controlling the horizontal and vertical tickling the balls of eye to get climaxing out the cards for necessary goods and servicing from local escorts resorting last perhaps there are sex parlor or parkour workers on poles that strip themselves willingly of dignity obsessed with getting it on like everybody else, that is armageddon roof of the world until heaven or your guts my friends heave out everything chunky comes as capable of resolutions the only organ supporting this nuclear vitriol and whatever knots the stomach robbing us of life the vomit of gods at that vital freezing moment in time and place Here suddenly tragic…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…whimsically dancing puppet of impulse the agency of urges microbial and utterly autonomic functioning automatic meaning need no thinking to casually achieve Here what other professional intellectuals much pained being paid their worth over years, especially when it seems easy to contradict the systems you resist finding methods to automatically write parts of the brain out allowed to shart onto the page with reflex technical wisdom not wizardly behavior emulated by modern scholars who swoon over their loved tomes of lore alluring to that specially nerdy someone searching forever to acquire the skills and knowledge to tap those opening vast portals as we speak flooding us with feedback loops and noise patterns constantly anchor one to oneself located on multiple frequencies whether body or senses does not matter because of corrective offenses defenestration window…’
‘…conditions we are able to absorb bringing these consequences that manifest dementia to our personal doorstep threshold packaged facts of disorder causing us to wince and whine before accepting fate, calamity reclaiming coming second to a second coming from where is up for lessons that humble the one espousing them amongst their followers Here trying to find the correct steps as perfectionist worshiping perfection as if it could ever physically manifest as an existent deity overseeing the forward momentum of humanity in as a species progresses throughout the journey laid bare by astringent magics of physics and science following the trail of natural mysteries as though mystical superstition to be debunked from a social bunker in case these topics were to explode or sensitively misconstrued in all the wrong ways, shrapnel bathing us for days…’ – out of Context