out of Context;
‘choking on the seeds of the eras left behind by those cruel and unusual pushed around for the sake of keeping the winning argument forced upon the majority… a synthesis of all these factors and more is what we call ‘soul’, sleeping like a ghost as it trots through progress upon a high horse like a trojan decoy made to look and feel like the way it is supposed to be subtly shaping our thoughts in ways inconceivable to those not there to witness…’
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‘left with our own devices to keep us in comfort and stable as the assailing erosive nature takes away pieces of the souled out reality we inhabit today like an odd zoo for mechanical animals wandering somewhere deep into the forest, a wilderness of the real time effort drawn through the generations possessed like objective channeling sources of material coming to fruition amidst the atmosphere of hyper-paranoid yet unaware personal relevance, and perhaps it is the valence and vector of this measure that afflicts the distracted whole of humanity castrated by society’s constriction upon the wavelengths shot perpendicular to the frequencies flowing past the mere parallel of this particulate real time endeavor as life calls upon us to act on the energy we were infused with through the after birth scenario desecrating the tomb…’
out of Context;
‘disguised to be the “normal” childhood for an American boy in the modern decade of the Eighties, when the corporate corruption within this governing system reached a new and despicable high in mass mind control as the consumerist plague wiped out most of the decency left from prior ages leaving fear and paranoia as replacement in the wake as this side of humanity starting to drift… this idiot whose works you are reading now…’
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‘pushed onto the mass mind by a general authority’s idle wandering sights devised and fronted by the public face of opinion believed justified to lie, but where is the dignity acted out as preached by the hypocrite humble instincts that cow down to and cater to the whims of the wealth and its dirty money hands as the strings whip about the limbs to yank and distort to fear machine manipulated Mankind mentality to terrorize a dysfunctional mirror that humanity has become for now…’
out of Context;
‘the larger conscious swing of polarities constantly adapting that raw power of true knowledge to this animal world, but a savage emotional undertow curling spirits and souls of all forms into the works of fluctuating particulate realistic and within a material universe where multitudinous are neural varieties all channeling energy to and from multiple other parallel organic networks and levels of circuits within the use of the overall system… we are defined as human clone always searching for an oblivious projection of perfection to last the ages as some symbol of reality to be guided and carved by the chosen artisans behind the dark curtains of secret ritual, in the personal performance acting as the counter-balance to false modes of wisdom which twist and worm through the brains of men working the human electric devil…’
out of Context;
‘sentience from a supposed boundless nothing of “loosened” dark matter called outer space where any time flows slowly relative to the depth to which one bends the light into speed of consciousness as time/ space waxes and wanes, and the holes tear open themselves to reveal other lives yet to exist behind the curtain of this idiot flesh that these days consumes and abuses into oblivion as ragged puppets fed by addiction and a stunted growth yielded on sinister feelings that made to betray the lively caring foolish Self…’
out of Context;
‘within the continuum, the human being as one step before the human doing in action is able to reduce the total baggage that plunges each of us into the dark cesspool like an anchor pulled through by wave after wave of bludgeoning pulse holding the breather to drown, and much like every other true landlubber so far gone wrong as offshore we have discovered what lies are over the edge of the conscious world of sharp and flat shit piled and burying all the necessary manners and motions in polite forgetfulness…’
out of Context;
‘that shell will turn and walk away as the rude personal signs of the ignorant are displayed… weak curses that sit on delay then laugh as their own idea of truth becomes the vicar or pastor or rabbi whatever the case may be when warping the implicit trust in honor and good faith sends strange oppositional signals toward those whose idea of faith needs no constant reinforcement nor personal displays of overwhelming righteousness…’
out of Context;
‘i am a Window into a Vision of Change, and i am but One of the Many, the need for an honest supplement to life that smashes the overt savagery common to Mankind in its raw and bloody oblation in exaltation of inappropriate destructive behavior that eats resource and relevance alike… needing to see the social consciousness as more than some animal or insectoid collective hive mind, constructing an actual useful tool to understanding our place on this earth as mutual pieces of the cosmic and universal whole vibrating attuned constantly in motion…’
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‘that shattering awareness as one grand undoing of reality, but i distrust its perspective to inform me as honestly because this is a very dispensationalist way of viewing things that do not have such absolute certainty as what amount to the entrails of a single life not wasted no matter how much the odd consciousness might lean and talk sick, the actual reality we think we see remains elusive to the analytic sense of sight that gets too often taken for granted to be replaced once the seeing facet has dispelled itself as the creature has reached a point at which that space is filled in by all the other senses available in order to sustain the individual life… a true organic prosthesis that moves independent of its masters…’