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spazturazation

out of Context;
‘a whole awareness in order to find the golden fountain like a sucked cess that pours out wafting harsh waves of diesel breeze lapping at the triggers of the human genome who becomes used to hormones and pheromones as long as there is no need to think about it too closely for comfort… trained to bend our opinions to dead defacto rulers measuring these homogenized stakes to claim to their graves with thoughts of revenge in heads that merely transmit these patterns wanting to translate themselves because this is a part of the unique programming made to conform to the standards upheld by people little better than dictators or tyrants ranting in timely fashion the bells tolling away for thee…’




lemniscating upon thin ice…

out of Context;
‘those inconsistencies that riddle our system with pain and suffering, but even in the concrete of care-taking what gives way to the decay and lack of improvement even if no one is devoted to making things better as though changing this by anything other than a humble mindfulness can distract from identifying with a confident version of the Self that is able to act and be responsible when needed as weeded out from the resting wicked Here in a kind of purge that keeps the outsiders on the fringe that bursts loose from the seams making it more madness than we ever could need… keeping oriented with the ticking away of clocks into oblivion as time is something easily referred to by the upper management whose presence is not ever seen only felt…’




sphincteric vowels

out of Context;
‘the radical consonants constant throughout revolution as it evolves to become something more than a caricature of society whose intent and content have been welded and looped madly together selective and with deliberate motion to inflict a particular notion upon these wary people as a framework for puppetry raised with guttural symbols to places of power, and used as figureheads for the authority speaking in harsh voices forcing bodies to move in the directional options given them as though any children could possibly learn from these proxies as mocking the real debate of issues necessary to confront the heart of many speeches forming the basis for all of our theories and argument…’




punk… chew… all…

out of Context;
‘the words are used to condemn as reflect what we see inside of other souls our cells as soul are power that is scared by vulnerability being defensive at any and all costs to protect that only inner child as hidden as it is rambunctious and juvenile fighting and resisting both tooth and nail at the stolid solid sold-out adult as an authority to indoctrinate the youth through a charming swoon as call and response to the troops, it is this way that the novelty breaks out of previous molds conforming us to what we are told in a style that is reminiscent upon the term ‘learned helplessness’ that you could say drives us to herd as like single-minded the pack of cattle squished together and crowded mewling in panic…’




fapulatory

out of Context;
‘for oneself much like any a modern magick is formulated to pull those blinders off our senses to clear the lenses of their obstruction as they dispose of our ability to move fluidly through in this ‘maithunam dravyam’ as the unrefined feel from an intercourse we as multiple parties share twined together either through intimacy or the relationships to each other that sustains and gives us some purpose to defend, but not to the extent then that lessons remain carved onto our foreheads as an external reminder hazing us in the present day no matter how the modern accessibility dreams between soul and functional as when that surging hot thrust of sexual play occurs momentarily that has only seemed to inhabit our fantasy lands until Now when we are out defending the castle or whatever it is…’




saprosyne of the times

out of Context;
‘values set forth by revered ancestors… now dead gone far beyond the altered states of perception that we adore in this kingdom of the bored so jammed as a unit together into a realm of pure ennui or indifference filled with discontents who honor no authorities offering very few items of solace when confronted with this stagnation that brews and ferments mood as though the likeliest of suspects affected by this off-kilter synchronization managed by hosts and those parasitical fools that feed from off their chosen suscept when found…’




misanthropologetics

out of Context;
‘great conflict attempting to find resolution in random pieces assuming a relevance puzzling the parts already found in play, but fear fits its’ roles very much so using the power displayed to sway people in such tight circles that the revolutions run into each other sometimes crashing and clashing philosophies together as to make not only new viewpoints manifest but also creating a cacophonous dialogue which seeks out any conclusion that can be satisfactory for all parties even those not thrown for fun or devoted to mindless self-indulgent entertainment where displacement is purely cold and professional… the exchanging of money moaning subtly under the breath as befits these puerile characters we have today become…’




shamanic panic

out of Context;
‘subdued by a sad sac of tricks in this trade whose new age has dawned upon strange commercial uses for our spirituality that were always there though would have been previously attained to make bargains with the gods in the form of sacrifices that usually had the bloodiest elements involved into a grotesque madness that has and would end up leaving the people we are now wounded and confused by all those rituals and rites done before we made it to this life Now swimming through the ethers, as savages we have been mad at our inferiority inasmuch as it seems the anger comes from frustration whose dead end is either an eventual resolution or an escalation of tension and perhaps violence…’




stink of the ink

out of Context;
‘conventions we attain through this limited sight seen from a thousand senses when it comes to the scale of this cosmic force, but what is this corollary drawn from the source of miracles and manacles all used to captivate and silently begin eliminating those so-called ‘undesirables’ that grow up inside of a society that cares not for them but a choking constraint like that is only the fabrication of propagandist keening and a screaming for an infidel loyal to an opposing cause with which to vilify and exile as though it were truly a natural act exercised to perform a just management of dead spirits and the groups of people who worship these memories through pictures obscene abstracted from the once wholesome idealisms of print…’




faereal…

out of Context;
‘in this fluid vastness housing us all in holding our shaking existence protected by the sheltering graces of who raised us in generations before we arrived when there were no words only the sentiments for an official turn of events to become the ways which we are today called reality by this surge of consensus opinion converged together to create, there are going to be changes that strike off-guard the ones too stubborn to budge as gigantic ego remains like unfathomable buoys swaying briefly many clicks too offshore to be aware of by everyone as a difficult item of these shifting pieces moved between the reckless martyrs who kill and try twisting every word, but these knots are much more than any Gordian riddles…’