‘…wounded as clearly in obvious suffering oblivious to the buffering until we have easy access to what progress we can muster from our world as it currently stands complex and complicated multiple maniacal layers by default desecrated, mass debate by that hatred through many voices wanting nothing more than discombobulate solace reckoned and hypocrisy called out running hypocritically with no certainty of destination securing measures and means to an end that might seem shallow but has somehow been infused since one can remember with core spirit captivated by its vision caught inside the web of self-deceiving dreamcatchers in our asses woven from prophets sparking cosmic whom we seem possessed to follow faceless into dissolution amidst the fetish of randomized stimulus all the time Here affected by the barrage that angles metaphoric and abstract…’ – out ov Context
out ov Context – ‘…those layers of universes couched myopic sadomasochistic elements of self-hatred shining through sometimes bewildering oneself and other people at times looking for grounded perspectives when yours makes no sense Here colliding with other conflicting viewpoints as repercussions echo from previous collateral damage striking harsh consequence without realizing how human resentment can build and establish festering wounds lineages long enough it might feel curse-like sometimes especially if no one clues you in subjecting oneself to becoming sacrificing on the cake without ever realizing that one is the offering to blind idiot gods in flesh and face condemned by judgments tied… familial slide from beast unreasoning to feeling being and back again once the repetition of cycles continues Here an unholy trinity of communal pressures to participate…’
‘…cycling through the energy in everybody… collecting new gods as we consume Here acts social erosion carving away sculpting the pulpit and pundit scene as will be perceived with talking points and heads of disease in truly robotic grotesque performances sending out signals fashioned to appease populations that don’t know any better because similar situations appear differing variation feeling novel in abandoning our learned inhibitions moving recklessly experiential data permitting as we are constrained by cognizant dissonance to such degrees that people become unable to fathom the distortion channeled through our perspectives whose internal pressure can build this society some still regard as skewed grandiose structure, contemplated with anything other than obligatory dances to survive though it seems is anyone’s guess gone aught topsy-turvy…’ – out ov Context
‘…judicial astrology can be no remedy to this spiritual gout for which we continue to suffer on complacent inasmuch complicit to our tortures until decrepitude deceased spastic verses immersed in divinatory practices versus pragmatic wisdom learned through individual difficulties nature shows no mercy when it defers to power epitomized humanity having convinced itself being the only apex predator to fear even though our fragility deceives awareness, actions contrary to human compassion augmenting sensitivity used in thinking critically that passive-aggressive manipulations could ever be an option for anyone without the required broken soul to eventually retire those once precious personal tethers to humanity left upsetting fades ever further as time carries our spark out amongst manual darkness it appears one has to be buried alive within endarkenment…’ – out ov Context
out ov Context – ‘…plagued by hatred growing bloated in watery ways only described after corpses float up to the surface for forensic discrepancy scrutinized by scientists and detectives alike as our composure wicked from deterioration that has certainly grown stronger the more death replaces all life, throughout it thoroughly dead inside and trying to hide the wasting wasted time that existential dread used in filling the gaps grotesque by mating hideous things together woefully pungent wafting odors through decadent moments fleeting character casting shadows every step forward into where darkness searches for guiding lights of the soul though stuck wandering restless living ghosts craving life most too lazy and constrained by maybes to execute the wrong programming for civilized society to handle properly causing mayhem both locally and on broader scope and scale…’
‘…permission to acknowledge these aspects of alternate humanity fleeting sands in hourglass figures reducing our lives to time frames that never fully fit the pictures displayed while searching to confirm or deny reasons to push forward through distress toward goals perhaps nonsensical, at least from when an outside observer looking in witnesses nothing special Here just shadows and confetti left in the aftermath of parties celebrating the ends of apocalyptic edging enthralling civilizations fetishizing warm sensations at the same time sensationalizing affluent opinions that crop up as though were lawful behavior working within democratic constraint possibly collective shadow work to stave off nuclear winter or summer or whenever the occasion calls its fury forth to annihilate unsatisfactory humanity in its choice more often to offer obliteration…’ – out ov Context
out ov Context – ‘…from the dreck that brainwashes ashore when those held captivated have an arduous journey ahead vexing every step forward into unknown scenarios when none of the variables are taken into account, continuous systems in place to assimilate seriously enough night and day into fundamental control techniques to impose loyalty ideas within the massive populace Here attempting to generate obedience artificially and through trickery that certain the triggers as in body and perception are becoming understood once certain amounts of time we have passes re-calibrating behaviors to craft new ones necessary into moving forward and taking civilization with us belched by the hearse in reverse when gods are vapors dredging sewer purge surging through bodies whose consciousness has yet to melt away mad chattel unable to slaughter reduced to thick brain batter…’
‘…self-destructive circuits on the steady of death smells bad enough once released to repel individuals electromagnetically through stigma swooning most living creatures to their own eerie purpose synchronized yet separate seeking actively to exploit their own antiquity of uniqueness while still having life in which to be living mechanically as bodily representation fulfilling routines supplanted only by upgrades to the systems in place cutting away obsolete perspectives, then able to assimilate and designate categories as nesting dolls even more capable of smoothly transitioning into novel shapes and conceptual analogs as necessary missionaries to vital access Here pilgrimage stations to worship curiosity right out of our heads gearing toward collaborated efforts creating the next tools useful to future generations from now harvesting wisdom…’ – out ov Context
out ov Context – ‘…relentlessly through vast vapid fields of vision bored to death we usually end up killing ourselves by whatever means we become comfortable with once aware of the finishing touches so-to-speak when things are so bleak as the house of common gripes and complaints can drive us crazy shady hazy gauze-laden self-mutilations for inspiration somehow derived from the painful assessment given from oneself becomes wicked mirror affecting regard held for whose behaviors we reflect best or most often perhaps dealing personally with issues frequently enough to perceive them as flaws always until mind is changed challenging through transgressive experiences, pushing limits though boundaries are tested potent taints pull us underneath the shrouds of urine to breathe in the wretch as it festers inches away from our collective face yielding barely fecal…’
‘…aggression sublimating eclectic observations becoming eccentric deviation figuring demonetized inasmuch demonized by the systems in place boundaries pushed further by devilish human distaste plaguing humanity with unkind mankind replacing any sense of fairness making us yet more enslaved by financial crisis, falling in line with the currency of mindlessness to stay alive long enough to break these chains or so the ideals we hope will float not fade in this holy see of wishing upon falling stars in their aura of celebrity too bright to survive under social constraint and popular scrutiny as densest of destinies to be Here as often just giving up asking us to surrender to the dismemberment provoked by those as provocative as effective at the torments affected by their presence manipulating the patterns effectively turning efficiency to shit…’ – out ov Context