out of Context;
‘to stick with the subject at hand as priority, the vast encyclopedic scope of information is so incredibly useful as well as being uncensored to a point, and i feel that this is one aspect that might soon be threatened by acts of malicious intent… how big business conspires with big government to make the puppets dance around on DNA strands of dollars and sense, what little there is that is common in this anonymous day of age when time slows to a crawl before our very eyes astonished as though it would have never happened, but that is the chicanery or rub that what we believe isn’t always so sound to stack all hopes and esteem under pressures and strain of faith in extremes…’
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‘some folks take to the extremes like its water for the bottle-nosed dolphin as they gang rape their girlfriend until she drowns, though infrequent among these aggressive cetaceans as the metaphor stands aside for the common ass-gaping that the government parlays into blue chips and stocks that won’t quit, but what is the poor little consumer left with when this is so much the case recently with these hungover modern nights?… the will of a people is subdued to put into place a tolerance for the rude and oblivious taking the respectable jobs away from those more deserving because of treacherous about-face plays for dominance and control as though the boardroom were anything like the wilds of a natural scene where beasts fight to survive this way…’
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‘do we really need to take ourselves out of the game we play for keeps as the imaginary fiends with their very real friends manipulate the urges out of us in massive doses to eject humanity for a pure and specific pyramid scheme to make us stolid robots of flesh and bone, and easily killed or expendably removed from play like the chess pawns in the strategy of world domination with so few becoming compassionate and determined enough to make the world a better place instead of the selfish hellhole it has been, few dark aged mental states have truly transcended this space because they were anchored in this material miasma distracted by ego fulfillment… if time and space make you uneasy, then you are not alone…’
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‘as this perhaps proto-cultural immunodeficiency gone horribly awry where the white (people) blood cells historically go crazy from the heat of inbreeding becoming much like isolated viral strains of the same weird quality… a cherished state for the murderer at large provoking a set responses so ingrained in the nature of the human animal that communication does not diminish the horrible acts as they take place and come to public awareness, and we have such a heart for the dark predator of humans in the back of our own subconscious desire to die, wondering if we shall be the next victim of that killer on the loose…’
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‘spirits moseying throughout the ages that humanity has bared its place on the earth to intermingle energies constantly in order to accentuate new combinations of this reality into the various displays of exploitative powers… given a conscious force to better understand our plight as humans while in the middle of all this passion, the beatings and mutilations and death all as fleeting labels to endear emotions to a cruel and unforgiving world wind blowing all the parts around, and planting these new seeds all over the world under the disguise of human ingenuity… the hollow cost of instinct and intuition considered the truth-finders inside of a corrupt system…’
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‘the morgue fills with dead forms milling about while their spirits find ways to detach from real places they once knew, the wailing banshee always in mourning the perpetual dusk of dread while searching to lodge in a far away land, and maybe to be reborn as a new missionary of man’s progress through a damned struggle with demand… the only question asking soulless things how they would live if they were given the one chance to be incarnated as a being in flesh, i believe this is something of the state we are in, and the cosmos is so utterly more vast than the microcosmic mind can comprehend only the surface of such explorations inside our heads…’
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‘the root of the proposed family tree… genetic information mutates as the people adapt to changes in the physical environment, we are still working through an animal vessel no matter how synonymous with the being of human this beast has become to represent the experience of humanity, and it is this bland acceptance that has dragged out the debates begun timeless eons ago with some of our first philosophers pondering upon the questionable place of ego humanity in this cosmos without answer… we might see that the shifting almost mechanical are patterns at work in the vast everything that is, but we are few numbered to truly foresee the advance without bearing down right upon this next step in our recreation, the rest and relaxation being merely a pause on the way to active inclusion…’
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‘a decent life that can keep the living things within from rotting competence of the short-term traditions that retain this horribly redundant cycle of mistakes, the rulers know even less than they used to because of the defensive productivity of the militaristic mind at work trying to hold all information in a protected slot where only specifically neutral visitors may see the relics from a political future untold, and in this dystopia we are a limited people indeed with merely the illusion of freedom to make us happy with what we have got even though it isn’t much at all… the cloak-and-dagger governments want to close the box on this section of humanity where the gutter ends, having spent their entire lives under obvious guise of a human appearance sheltered from understanding the inhumane imbalance…’
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‘forces trying to push culture in narrowed dimensions wishing only to steal this vital essence to replace it with obedience from the mechanical animals left in the wake of this progression… we are idiots for not seeing the threat right before our very eyes and ears as we try to placate ourselves with worry and concern because everything is so confusing all the time, but we are beings imbued with a quaint potential adaptability meant to make order out of the chaos we receive Here as creatures first and humans last, the strangely tormented bliss in trying to keep a straight line in-between all the dualistic qualities manifested in this bizarre and brutal jungle setting…’
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‘those like myself in the majority fighting against the crimes of the culture that birth inhumane practices to subdue the human animal in the actualization of a real human potential, or the creation of the individual destiny manifested without harsher than imagined consequences of action, we are raised in ongoing mutiny of social structures to either become a piece in the immense nomenclature of this flawed whirligig perpetual motion (read: moron) machine spitting out more fools and charlatans as an antidote and catalyst to enact the new and innovative use of extremes…. or the human can accept only the personal locomotion that makes their own world move…’