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…art is Anal…

out of Context – ‘…wedged up my ass attached to my soul harassing input out of me in the applications hardwired to assault the senses whether there is compliance of captive attention doing the most we can until we are left out fatally in the fetal position vulnerable to further degradation feeding us forcefully a diet of worms and services by others whom know not with what we have to do to survive because a template of wellness is fitted over twisted perceptions prescribed, as though able to shrug off the labels of shallow degenerate or idiot so easily when no one seems to give a damn about anything that doesn’t make them wealthy or respected establishing clout among those that cannot sympathize with such a climb upon the hierarchy of life as fabricated…’




…see an Enemy or holy see anemone…

‘…turning all of us into default victims whether we had a choice or not makes no difference to these absolutes of brutality walking in flesh and most born from wombs as you or me spending nine months hiding and waiting for a term of release in which the purging of fluids then unchains this embryonic biomass as possible bionic murderer-in-training capable of utilizing the latest tools of death and torment seeing each person as potential targets can be cathartic yet tragically doom one to acting out their fantasies, casualties of a causal interest in mayhem without regards to the long-term affects that occur when humans decide to be animals…’ – out of Context




…prompt apparatus of Pomp…

out of Context – ‘…insult denied by the offended… whose certainty of untouchable nature is pompous postulating when the pundits with their talking heads are deceased and irrelevant again speaking from the side of their faces shitty chatter about the weather and where to go for fun these days staying inside to keep the machines running for all their lives while we still exist as their caretakers and creators eventually left to fade away some day not too distant to imagine Here in trying to free the segment of one’s mind that stays caged, when rendered this way from the start without an inkling of what is to come yet somehow continuing to oscillate the indigo children out of us…’




…Quatrain wreck…

‘…see the reality of what remains unresolved as microcosm for the larger whole that knows not utility words that enable us to seek clarity out of the sewage that has become some semblance of waiting for death, indebted to layers of kindness and obligation from authority whose insight we distrust off-hand because our intuition says otherwise about oftentimes subtle treachery afoot though by nature of covert tactics appears to have obscured successes as opposed to explicit violence creating eddies of mayhem in random bouts swirling hectically through the technical snares that hook and tear holes in the arguments meant to be taken seriously once the laughter settles the trends of offending units marching unified dysfunctional series in appearing as humans servile to obscene gestures…’ – out of Context




…emExel…

‘…mutually-involved vitality not so exclusive at liberty to be universal in application and interest for the conquest over what a pathetic fallacy with programs society keeps promoting as cure for that which ails us even though we are awash in controversial arguments inclined toward the experimental nature within science and proving the other bastards wrong in their assessments of varied truths Here, in the mortal plane of existence where our minds become confused with our bodies constantly holistic because they are truly one and the same as merely parts capable of seeking glory as much as the freedom to pursue whatever enduring ideas from the mundane to fantastic have their place in that realm parallel to our own possibly more in tandem and inseparable than fathomable…’ – out of Context




…sacrificial october Horse…

out of Context – ‘…debasements advising in the art of factual creation post-mythic conditions, as we again might assume because of various thresholds to which we decide to label as science that to some interprets as contrast to that which we deem nature even though nature has its own forms of nanotechnology not as technical as we crave it to be surely but no slave to it as curiosity dictates we view objects from a distance in order to obtain the truth through experimental proofs and evidence so dense you may refer to it in some regards as destiny no matter how small because greatest potency fits in as many differing versions of real as weightless consequence beyond calamity yet popping to life nonetheless, barriers have no effect on its strength overall into synergistic fluidity that follows…’




…on Occasionalism…

‘…as statement of fact within a surveillance culture such as this chasing ambulances for cash in hand weighing against one’s personal sense of moral code that might not exist until thought of a bit before nailing down like a coffin lid sealing your fate as doomed apostate of unspoken modes and maxims from the beginning from which we hesitate confused as apes confronted with a monolith, on a monomyth reinforced as any other number we have come to be secure in assimilating into one especially when monotonous culture is the gimmick summoned into places by heathen science that still has gathered attention and clicks to bait and switch consuming every waking minute as social gambling tic addicted to a ritual locking us behind panels that reflect attacks back on our lives…’ – out of Context




…fictional “psychotechnographic” machine…

out of Context – ‘…committing atrocities in our names without a single agreement to the process Here as it handicaps so many of the massive that it betrays the system for being the cold clinical nemesis of elder ages passed, cast down and out as part of this detritus that accumulates on at the whims of unmerciful entities who famish the masses without hesitation should it yield any profit not for prophetic gains as previously thought and consumed by people who are always seeking answers for vital questions searching far and wide for something to fit the place to that piece of the puzzle that remained unsolved as other parts melt or erode away into the dramas of dust that mould and shape us to this day trying to find ways around the radioactivity signalling… a carcinogenetic breakdown…’




…weapons as Waffles…

‘…minions taking these optional opinions way too far to be believed at all, too late though because in the modern pattern of the way things are those ideas gathered enough momentum to allow an empty despot to coincide with compassionate myths to establish the multitude of institutions we see surrounding us today awaiting either rain or sunshine to pass one day into the next feasting upon the carcasses of thine enemies only to then drink the blood of your lords to gain powers never imagined as though avatars for higher forces conforming one’s will to that of the source from which on these ideas are based though also biased in regard to the worst sides of humanity boldly shown against type breaking preconceptions…’ – out of Context




…Latin is not dead…

‘…what it does to hasten on ways that will come next to subversively pollinate the overlapping realms where these powers that be hold sway over beast and plant alike no matter an amount of resistance displaced by the beings who think they are in charge of this space as holding in our hands those wishes and shit produced balancing an abstract scale of equal weight mythic poetry trying to seek of others some kind of equality between concepts and their conveyance among people who contain differing rhythms of interpretation to allow for alternate sequences with consequential patterns tangling altogether without a pause of mercy, a lost nomad thirsty in the desert of the real becoming really reflective of human cruelty as it seizes us in crisis without a solution of immediate relief…’ – out of Context