out of Context – ‘…the trip of a lifetime for each of us as a mandatory participation at birth anticipating at worst a case of mistaken clarity as opposed to a responsibility for one’s own actions distracting from what serious issues are at hand investigating the anatomy autonomic ally to the thought process navigating throughout fading scans of an immediate scene disordered by the so random movements of drama Here, and glimpsing unsure sights taken in from variable routes to reckoning getting where we wish to be one with an all-knowing force assuring stable lives for those who readily submit themselves without question when it occurs…’
‘…whole generations gone off to sacrifice when our world becomes plagued by overseers and warmongers who hoard resources and serviceable favors formed into larger courses of action woven to manifest the destiny of complex functions ever so thoroughly in motion that blurring is natural to one’s comfort challenged by vertigo and confusion, set up to fall for the first pieces that can appear to be trivial yet allude to something more perhaps an opening of perceptions rather than being culled by the great herd to find who is next in the lottery of souls still twisting and angered by cruel provocation turning the controversial into words and verses and lyrics that through art try to encapsulate some core principle…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…the concrete circus we are built up from to participate in a psycho pomp and circumstance series of issues, we can try to re-calibrate the pain inflicted to make something constructive as opposed to destructive forces at work, flimsy excuses to show us how flawed the whole tribe is when looking at humanity for some saving grace within what we create as more than solely a process that delivers us to our products made readily available to the customs of consuming for which we all partake… that which only pays lip service to fact motivates the environment to find truth while dealing with actual effects of the thing…’
‘…some bridge to the next moment Here, where the worst mingle with the best and neither of us knows the difference until it is far too late to understand fully or objectively as emotion builds parallel alternate constructs of similar potency enough to fuel the fires of anger and more shades of justifying revenge or the symbols of vengeance against each other again and again insane at times from the perceived absolutes creating and carrying out a lust for blood sometimes to the ends of reckless destruction without caring for whatever collateral damage occurs, poisonous people applying their malignant behaviors in trying various attempts to paralyze and afflict what full powers that can be summoned for any total domination served best distracted by our own talking points…’ – out of Context
out of Context -‘…no dire obstacle in forward motions, asserting one’s own path has to be at most a difficult cycle to know of all things as complete finding any power from within one’s self to move in the desired direction, but tending to lose momentum in doubt running counterpoint to beatific confidence gone the route of domestication in order to survive the cruelty mechanism absorbing the spawn of days past to create more viable biomass with which to continue a looping circadian rhythm that taps into nature’s resources… though what truly are the resources of consciousness that we might be more creative instead of critical to such a nullifying degree these voids look out through our eyes to see and further inform their series of processes to control…’
‘…to have their terms apply to us means constraint not control even though this is a blatant and unforgiving lie meant in subduing any and all individuals to whom do not control themselves in a way seen as effective by the authority considered Here to have the oversight, that attitude rudely abrupt and apt to interrupt the proceedings by enforcing rules through psychic policing roles within the self imprinted with material washing our sensibilities with caustic soda holy waters bathing outlooks in fear and a dreadful expectation yet to be found dead in the streets gunned down by another unknown assailant keeping up with the new patterns…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…into a new stellar form beyond these dimensional limitations, words are used as a synthesis between hearty gravel of a physical world with that of a conscious mind where ideas are shaped and fomented into artifact once creation has begun to weave together constituent parts and particles into a new whole yet to be exploited by the human cadavers who resemble doctors and scientists still biased enough to resist a collective progress forward for the minutes they last to command power from nature and the cosmos unknown… servile versions of humanity thanks to an abuse of scientific methods early on in this societal history practicing many different ideologies before trying to be corrected by unifying works of more remarkably compassionate effort made facts…’
‘…compromising the other is considered Here while the rabid versions of us as less-developed doppelgangers flood the systems to attempt a weakening from within instead of all the bodies thrown against the walls defending the fortress of the villains, each army a hive mind of discipline impressed from the top down on whom the enemy is and how disabling brute force can be when applied correctly to these makeshift vigilantes commanding legions of the unprepared into battles no one is ever ready for with metaphors and overlapping traits falling under the direct jurisdiction of civilian life where violent themes and context of easy danger is highly sought after as a rite of passage less obvious to the humanity who actually prefers being human…’ – out of Context
out of Context -‘…peeling away layer after layer whilst praying to fantasy creatures that may even reside inside our star, buried beneath solar flux so strong and radioactive pressuring rebirth through destruction that we are barely able to comprehend without fear and hazard compelling us forward toward prizes that satiates animal core urges to satisfy only the immediate self in whose cage of flesh all ancestors and time remain frozen in moments and cells like amber holding primal larvae never released but vibrating a signal through space into other dimensions we easily confuse as dementia, some of us more coward than not as we quest for a purpose among the living debris each leaving localized footnotes to ever-expanding grand sagas…’
out of Context -‘…lessons inscribed in times of dread and loss and nonsense, whether to minds awaiting for stellar travels outside of the flesh or impacting our bodies to the degree that humans will not be our only final form as we carry the genetic burden throughout our lives without falter as the organic dreams of assimilating the artificial and superficial coldly clinically and calculated no matter the cost of casualty this is what nature requires of us as merely animal computers striving to accomplish some kind of achievement, hoping that failure will not deconstruct the person into option paralysis as our choice of exits exist to either free or condemn us while continuing to hope that we do not die off so easily…’