out of Context;
‘inside our minds, there are different concepts vying for control on the connecting pathways that drive our movements internally before they have become the externalized dose of material moving of its own interests, but we are not wholly locked this way forever as the indebtedness we exercise as guilt over the ephemeral chains that claim us all to these solid states of chaos masked as a real life game of human time taken linearly as a serious thing to draw us further into the swirling loop of confusing concepts and the indistinct blurry realities that float all around among us as the Muse’s visionary dream inhales breath of life from the human animal…’
out of Context;
‘we are the living proof of mystery that there are even still mysteries to discover… there were mysteries that were never meant to be solved as there were no forms of detective then as our modern role today has made popular the invasive act of objectionable objectivity that has become trademarked as another grotesque form of entertainment anymore as televised over our mutually exclusive wavelengths of programming as they compete to make us the absolute model of the malleable consumer locked in a world of greed and want, the distortions of desirous ego as it tries to realize what it is…’
out of Context;
‘the wealth of definitions became odd fragments of glorified knowledge where only the most holy were given the rights to the sacred ideas of destiny… fate has always been a disjointed revolution of cycles as the quaking and volcanic corruptions were spoiled into blackening the atmosphere Here, each new castle built from the bones of dead stinging bits embedded in the tight stones used for the walls despotic and erotic in our new digs as merchants of the soul’s precious tissue, but we are not necessarily god’s soldiers as taught by nazi pig bastards who say they give a fuck but do not listen respectfully by the end of even a ten second statement that could corrupt the youth just as easily as any other televised lie out there…’
out of Context;
‘that vicious, selfish chromosome that swims through the DNA/ RNA strands like a shark hunting down the necessary traits that make one awake, and able to pull the strings that create this living vessel as extension to control strand of fate lying in the idle hands of human weight… tied together indiscriminate of the ways in which we can manifest, but aware of the process by which we all endure in order to be Here today without the push of trivial foreplay into the sexual revolution of reality, the surge of linear time works on a massive delay before any part of the whole can begin to comprehend anything the “right” way in a more developed light…’
out of Context;
‘undulating waves of grey into this stark and cruel reality where it would appear dreams are stomped down as readily as they would appear to be exalted into the chivalry of grandiose gesture as it would try to rule over us all, amidst this confusion that is a not-so-necessary reality as by-product of this casual assault on the average conscious human being which arranges for the laze that permeates our disconnected species, and dissolving as well as mechanizing the rules of engagement between cosmic forces as order ‘seems’ to work against chaos even though the tandem impressions are what we perceive Here… this place is run by whelps disgraceful at what they choose to do as antidote to their own personal horror of selfish dementia condemning the rational mind that would abuse their access to power…’
out of Context;
‘we are social cripples tormented by our contradictory versions of the proper way as it conflicts with outside views and other established means of motion along this trail we have left behind us to always remind us of where we once stood as ornate decoration once all the hard work was done before our arrival, we are in a station of contempt among our fellow emotional travelers through all these dark and visceral dimensions as we struggle together in a collective notion that we can fix the broken machine no matter how decomposed or rusted it happens to be, but if we are to conclude to a synthesis of what we “know” as fact repairing this emotional machine first instead of the proving of a worth and of values that never make any sense…’
out of Context;
‘the ignorant walls that were built to close the stupid into their place instead of roaming free like true wild life… we are roaming throughout the terrain without any leaders that serve a purpose that allowing for the empty authority to use the term ‘leader’ as a total directive to tame a people that eventually grow indifferent to the razorblade hands trimming like a gardener for the topiaries of the flesh as the certain pieces of past incarnations as selves creeping, crawling are falling further down through the layered foliage and branches as the species collectively reaches for the fruit of knowledge that requires compressing concentration and patience, but are not limited to the scraping shaping raw power of government taking our minds away from us in new and intriguing ways…’
out of Context;
‘even as a new age dawns there still remains a very ancient mindset locked on channels too fierce to describe as you really must experience the cold and chill as denizens of the lower class do whose true power still as yet is reigned in like a slave to the fascist capitalist system that complies with no people’s demands, but instead respects nothing exceptional but a stabilizing command of the real as it is now made of quicksand peaking for temporary spans only in this survival-of-the-fittest bullshit in a patriarchal remnant of prehistory that prides the negative and the masculine drives to conquer and succeed at others’ expense, we have retained this way for too long to work in our favor any more as the odds have become too stacked to one side’s interests…’
out of Context;
‘this discussion is not merely created for redundancy’s sake even as the same rhetoric said the many different ways goes ’round once more through this incarnate realm of holy yearnings leaning toward simple though perverse satisfaction of those tempting things that bring more trouble than they are worth, but with the clarity presented Here in visions as based within contemporary bounds and accepted triggers as the organ grinds us down merrily with the spinning platform wheeling around out of control… the reckless goals punching clowns down to the floor as though tossing cookies and salads weren’t enough for you, that you require more to the defense of your hopeless reign of boredom into fleshless oblivion through the realm of obvious stakes that claim to be the real truth in some way you never thought about before…’
out of Context;
‘they kick and scream their way into an orderly fashion for this mad all-consuming drama as it moves minus any obvious human masterminds as it has since inception of this “sales holiday” in particular, but it was due to the guidance of the earlier wealth-mongers of this timeline that had put the organic machinery into motion once it was realized a massive profit could be made via the sheepish traits of the herd… we strain and stress against the waves of mind-numbing boredom that will strike without warning once the decision has been made to seriously relax with some random acts of thoughtless recreation…’