out of Context;
‘it is this day that commemorates the “innocents” thus sacrificed as holy martyrs in regards to karmic debt in the rest of us as we all pay it forward to the future hopes that people will not be sealed in some small boxes so as to lighten the load of humanity’s baggage as though our enjoyment endorses the suffering of the other in opposing energistic device as we experience this in the Here and Now, but we cannot allow ourselves to see past a hazy set of “laws” that are now slightly offset from the rest of reality because of the weight in their approved curiosity by whole of the populace at large… we keep rocking steady with a minimum of energy expulsion because we are such whores for this dead-end currency that allows us to be…’
out of Context;
‘the English monarchy had it this way and the corporate scum have followed suit in the new ages since the industrial revolution last, but sometimes a fifth of scotch given out to couriers since those long lost olden days where people thought that gatherings would be pleasant through the bitter reunions as the “day of goodwill” commences among the holiday crushed Here in a human side to reality’s cold sting… still a part of the unholy shopping fury that comes in the season of Grummet afterward in which people seem to reconcile between the materialistic and spiritual aspects within their own true nature, in the aftermath of an annual mass consumption of goods and services where gods are praised but in which few are very relevant to a modern situation these days…’
out of Context;
‘until one gets there at the end of the road where the scholars go for a sit and a drink… the myths are at times distinct and related between guests on this strange passage of humanity from one life to the next in some weird quick succession as we seem to alternate between the rigid systems and loosen the anarchy to recreate this ideal brand of almost reliable elements with an energy to be as the tearing wraps that barely kept the gifts in check by the consumptive measured ploys accepted by the rabid shoppers…’
out of Context;
‘we must yield, the Man states in an unsettling way, to the mischief of the Muse who laughs at us through the mirror of our dreams as though to provoke a particular reaction from the empty space looking back at us when we turn our heads into the outward direction… away we are drawn through the mists that the Man’s finger points, into the trees with make-believed humane interest as he does this to the hordes of a human idealism that has left dust and waste in the tracks of this beastly fake of humanoid tastes whose raw animal place has grown out from the earthen crust itself only having bored of the horizontal plane of unfathomable fictitious legends on parade from age to age as locked in a maze never opening to an end…’
out of Context;
‘this is how populations have exploded while at the same time consuming each old “limb” to make room for the new one by cannibalizing and regrowing the pieces as desired, destroying the decadent once it has become too much of an inconvenience that the whole governing body needs to amputate whatever is seen unfit without exception, and at times the worst of our primal nature shines true by the light of a pyre burning bright what remains of the victims from the very hands fueling murder by proxy in this system of ‘kill-or-be-killed’ gone awry for too many centuries now without a thorough correction until people actually start waking up to make a serious act of direct change with respect for the environment that was Here long before we ever were… we are creatures from its womb…’
out of Context;
‘the ideas that assume to make one sexy or sellable by the backward standards of almost religious proportion on every billboard and television set in the world, it scars the person into thinking and adapting to this shock as regularity that cannot be avoided by everyone everywhere, and it is the fear of this viral information getting in that makes us this paranoid automatically… what are we missing that we need this abusive control to take place?…’
out of Context;
‘the words are constantly losing their meaning as we overuse the myriad variations of clarity in spite of ourselves to the point of disuse, where it becomes rubbish and loses all previous attachment to each meaning one by one as these layers further become a rich topsoil that grows new growth for the meme complex only to be recycled and swing back into reuse with that new flourish or twist materialized the next time through, and it is as though the filtered perceptions of control the looping behavior/ habit happens all over again as much as we might like to think to the contrary to an absolute extreme of denial made possible by the sheltering culture that raises its citizens deprived of actual wisdom instead subservience through the staggered quotes and quips that fill up a brain…’
out of Context;
‘the collective psyche, branding a terrible element of guilt and shame into the phobic subconsciousness that lies just beneath the surface as the real spikes through in manifestation into living breakers of this illusion of an elusive truth under lock-and-key at work against our collected will to be freed, but questions such as what are we captured by and why are we still under the impression that we would have no power when all around us it is exploited by those regarding the mantle of leader as that of the priest… a faithless pederast consuming all available energy only to dispose of the good “product” of this union before it has a chance to heal the birthing wounds that came at a price fixed in the entropic catalysts walking upright like those within the species of humanity…’
out of Context;
‘our wasted lip service to speak truth in a brutal way, and we may not like hearing what the outside perspectives are saying even as their words are thrown away like the debris in the streets to be scattered among the rest of us Here trying to make a personal retreat through the bullshit that more become too tired to refuse the burdens shifting… we sit in a womb state where those just waiting to be opened up to the real seed of enlightenment leads to experiencing the unique rich whole of what the world has too often in its diversity working to complete the cycle of transitioning states that the chemical mind and the emotional body are constantly regulating between forces and finite things into a manure-like mush that grows whatever it likes…’
out of Context;
‘Here current heinous trends present the climates of struggle and mayhem that do follow in the wake of revolution, we are hoping toward the future for comforting the images to reinforce a stable goal where the commodities are the source of our empires’ wealth and glory, but this information is false as a conclusion to make because the real source of the production is in the mind of the worker… any other impressions are misguided by opinion as what is opposed to any insightful reason on intuition is this psychotic break from reality in an unprecedented lose/ lose scenario…’