‘…statistical properties to denote we are close to what clear phases we were searching for while accumulating patterns routine and healed functional damage to manage subtle sleeping attraction and repulsion minding business as caged by working overtime awake and dreaming these casual containers of emotions that Sartre described hell as being held captive awaiting judgments as though doom sentences creeping with no one on hand to punish you just lingering shame what ones become deceased by their own hand for what has been done yet survivors’ guilt anchors those left behind fascinated by the scene provoked, immersive memories catalogued through our senses representing ghosts subjected to idiot appeals barging-in mutual dismay of assured dysfunction Here thinking strongly of the difference between shamanic persons in touch with real spiritual energy seeking resolution…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…apparent by our various tweaks glitches and secretions shunned for their messy antics spreading wide the lips of epoch-inducing information as training data culled from various sources subdivided into ages where sound changes in iterative machine learning algorithms becomes normal versus when we required mechanics to sacrifice their lives that secures luxury, spanning long until technology through many models of analysis upgrades in order to turn ideas beyond wildest imagining to churn it into artifacts of modern assisted production streamlined to be smooth and efficient mechanisms barely needing little more than routine persons to perform maintenance at intervals timed before things would plausibly bottom out into dysfunction and productive finality waiting for the dust to settle Here as time passes and the prior marvels of the past become obsolete and forgotten…’
‘…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 – ‘…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…’
‘…in magical realism to some extent that tries to coexist with impotent though awkwardly still highly offensive tactics triggering disgust in hosts of organisms Here transcending their animal urgency, over time we succeed though while inside our cocoon state molting mutating and manifesting differently than when we first arrived to vulnerability dying off into instances of shambolic sham shamanism credited to imaginary characters pulled out from our own psyches Here effectively interpreting for ourselves whatever materials we have at hand attempting to achieve some lasting impression upon this convoluted circulation decrepit in maintaining items of its necessity producing concepts into artifacts dropped into the markets causing crippling ripples through the systems attached to the information passed around shifting meaning as it passes hands minding its business…’ – out of Context
‘…spectrum of reasons this happened through the extemporaneous still life at stoplights once we got to that point as a disjointed civilization caught up moving forward with above average momentum catching waves of change as though destined or blessed to confess the journey hanging onto the myths and models in front of us forgetting what other aspects we require to achieve tragic dismissal of details pleading with self doubt doing disservice not carousing paths tread by fearsome interpretation of regulation constraining us constantly by our own demands obsessed that we do our best to get anywhere resisting the cruelty, inherent in this heathen earth to change our opinions for the sake of secular social decorum being keeping up appearances ancestor spirits instilled us with familial conversion through passed down traditional roots catalyst to controversial practices…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…ignorant dedication achieves what ideals cannot loosen from the cultural obscuring that occludes each human discovery for an interconnected network of lies raising the vapid children to greater heights than accredit those working hard, trying to cherish the moments spent out of range of danger building institutions out of philosopher’s keystones and proto-scientific damage if only knotted guts an acceptable risk done over the thousands of years humans have been in charge Here wishing to see beyond the natural order curtain that thinly veils the chaos underneath crawling creatures destined for duty all senses organized toward a similar direction finding footing as we walk the path instead expensive words soothe and depress the attitudes of those not getting what they want only what they require or deserve swerving death traps into civilians killed unknowingly…’
‘…what works best not absolutely correctly but less jankily than meets any critical eye noted when discerning defiant fearsome access to excess information becomes heavily restricted by realm dynamics always shifting sifting through hourglass sands attempting to reverse the gravity of time in a sensual essence one cannot describe without failure coming alive scaling the walls of disbelief that contradict our steps in any direction chosen, excess authors of farcical edifice contradict and convince through conscription the others that exist in the Out There before and after the facts of us exceed that thing which contains us causing our rust and return to dust further feeding this machine larger than us consuming everything triggered by nature technically grotesque yet fascinating faces of death phasing in and out of our personal perception beyond any disguise…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…quietly enough for the world stage not to pay any attention because some visits occasionally atrocities happen to victims because the system yearns for a worthy sacrifice to reduce to screaming ash professing their loyalty to the state as fire contaminates us with their pain, bacchanalian subjectivity sensitive to the nuances that change us so easily compelling us to say or admit our actions are too intense for anyone to let reason or logic shine through even among the most stridently unscientific folk coming to vote for their televised political figures formulating dramatic aspects and persons of interest within a celebrity den of iniquity located in many cities worldwide and international incompetence weaponized by the best in their fields following orders to catch that rye in the eye if thy lords demand your sacrifice next…’
out of Context – ‘…our fragile character to be replaced with something more suitable to the environment to which we are expected through blood diamond magics extracting value draining matters of fact from the relay of humanity trapped moving back and forth slowly slain by the vicious repetition that kills us vitally hungry on our vitality to exist ourselves trying to make an easy target by dissecting the meal into parts or pieces taking place as though on a stage because they can act as if nothing is happening as ego gremlins devious and wicked devising, the devices of those exposed final destination slayers who choose to digest us first as nature would and does in final say eventually cutting off what will feed the creatures in the noise some that annoy the civilized impersonators claiming fealty upon realty…’