out of Context;
‘all circumstance those viral components circulating mass proliferation of style over function anal-retainting jive coersing the group mind hive housed so discreetly in this society bugged all throughout policing ourselves all casting stigma with our eyes while marking random others to die an insular indifferent death shooting daggers with no further provocation necessary in sudden painful panics pushing buttons to twist the knives setting nervous blood to boiling points pointing out the mistakes made…’
out of Context;
‘this pain leading to a substantial sacrificial jam where the energies we are part of leave their stains upon this world with more and more of us realizing what a shitty slice of those pie chart persceptions we have been in on for most of this wandering time in space wondering why a living death claims all consciousness inside us…’
out of Context;
‘faceless saints losing to the larger games overlapping in ragged oblong orbits nailing closed this coffin door with sweeping statements of narcissistic calculations presumed the doom spelled out wanting something more careful when the world changes rapidly without your approval to prove you wrong though these are thoughts we work through over time, and not always with clear insights preferred to the make and model of one’s control to own responsibility…’
out of Context;
‘vibrations and signals to interject pleasant contentment where the ease of life isn’t about the never-ending quest of living as brightly to the burnout as possible tethered in that heart skipping beats as the waft of feart roars a distinctly rude awakening, a second guessing the heat and the thrill when seats are still wet from this idiot flesh acting upon pure instincts intending to alleviate itself…’
out of Context;
‘in the social dynamics as then in which today known as lessons popular by the main masters in charge of ascertaining what common sense exactly is as though a kind of human magic subconsciously upheld as the right means of doing anything but implies that stupidity too be mute to continue collaborating as linear catalyst…’
out of Context;
‘upon the sees-saws of a power that the people in their individuality should be able to retain access as much as any opportunistic ideal embodied and swaying the public opinion toward genuine misery… the texts have been tampered with as far as a multitude of our greatest books in historically spiritual content concerning itself with by far too many editors and supposed scholars caring not for the magic of compassion connection or contentment but only in the containment and cataloging of patterns drawn…’
out of Context;
‘all the moving parts used to sustain oneself in the life journey shared yet separate for us all, but now amplified when the mind has its representative in your ear as then that quietest unheard voice lending advice on what to do and how to do it the right way right away leads instead of procrastinating over the hodgepodge of rotten details that taints our fury with madness at the being of treated unfairly with all the same symptoms of people shitting in our mouths as telling you any truth…’
out of Context;
‘these conceptual shadows breaking down humanity from within one act in whatever the given scenario that some erisian strategists have used to engage discord rolled up sleeves revealing mystery bowling for soup sideshow as technique to grow a small income, but maybe these schemes would never have worked out for the best in timing and instinct bestial synchronized to this grand circadian rhythm set to the rolls of a pair of dice disposed to decay before this rebirth keeps shifting around in distilling the final details of continuity…’
out of Context;
‘to beg a difference for wants of acceptance… distorted portions floating along as sewer debris of the modern world made mighty by the stakes of Mankind stained over time by the likes of human despotism taken to new heights by the establishment whose Man-age meant nothing really except cold and rotten woe pulled out of the poor and destitute masses yearning to be there feeling freedom more than analyzing those things as they reach their mature conclusions, whether that be within time or space or persons unknown throughout the fleeting moments of deliberation as this disorder rages just beyond the easy threshold of our doorways leading to the out there where nothing is as it seems to be put together this visceral puzzling system to which we give our everything…’
out of Context;
‘claims of fraud or false witness because the chancre comes from within where the bitter bottled feelings fill the void left by youth traumatized slowly drained by the parasitic adults as both vampiric and symbiotic support systems to those put in under our ideal of authority charged whether we are teachers or otherwise does not discount anyone from contributing by their experience which science may find an able way to get at those qualities directly through technology advancing further and farther into the out there than as the ridiculous that only stays this way for so long… the sands of time erode all of the changing old effigies to keep scenes carving away the material world as the wind and the sands and sounds of a Mankind go hand-in-hand with nature’s rusty kiss in decay…’