out of Context;
‘learning how to manage one’s own timeline through this continuum as the right passage will get you truly what that is you feel your heart’s delight deserves then life passes right into many phrases where observation and patience are keys to a kingdom that needs no castles or knights serfs nor slaves to redeem any of the valuable connections scattered and jamming all of the subtle frequencies around us as particles or motes floating like dust unseen as that fierce wind the deep sense of triviality embedded in the procession… tossing around the people and places caught in a tornado of souls as we all interact with each other…’
out of Context;
‘as salesman, a rusting hustler still mining the opportunism where the dream once stood before subversion became the hunt and the sport over a ridiculously condensed amount of time with the game being the massive of people we are as much a part of as the rest lost in the dire shuffle thinking money is the solution as financial systems collapse for those not at the top of the heap reaping the rewarding and benefits yet a claim that no one else is responsible for the accumulation of that wealth, but this is of course false as a flag burning defiles our national integrity in flaming retribution in lifetimes of filth and hopelessness…’
out of Context;
‘ease the discomfort of bizarre altered states thought a better alternative to the blackout that hits to defenestrate the helpless mind out of the window of the soul once that threshold has been reached because there is only a tiny spectrum of “good time†before the closing just as hard as the initial launch, but these things are only the most positively effective when there is a respect for the humble qualities of the cherished fix pride burning out those without the slightest developed respect for either plant nor animal only the chase for that mode outside of one’s own specifics to attempt reality testing as personally-divulged tool in assessing a safety and the general attitude of the environment as it crosses our paths Here… restricted by an absent authority that believes itself inevitable…’
out of Context;
‘nothing makes much sense without so much as a road map to triangulate a pathway to attack upon the basis of a stratagem that will be striking out against those naysayers trying their hands at a sooth as a truth saying whatever they wish to create a fundamental though not fundamentalist shift in these self-evident truths vibrating no matter the person vying for dominance, but figures who do come to power are not ever what was expected when they apply to rules that give leeway to certain groups opposed as to those viewed as being the inferior and lacking any appropriate traits to pass on to those of the future of the evident species though this of course is all a game played to keep the general population as paranoid as possible…’
out of Context;
‘yet still so many that refuse out of stubborn instincts to be as contradictory as possible and stand against the grain as a living resistance in one form or another whether as good guys or bad ones each pushing an agenda of goals that we as the masses have no other choice but to try adapting ourselves to or die swallowed by conformity or to have tempted fate to absolve us of our suffering in Here venturing to appease the unrelenting with ambiguous motives with plans to subvert and infuse steady torment within the daily death rituals… as condemnable focus for the multitudes reinforcing their lives to cooperate with the rules of some vicarious idea of mastery thrilling tyrants who have been given as archetypes televised and utilized in modern mass pacification…’
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‘something more relevant than merely conforming to the opinions of others where no comfort is granted with any of a casual goal pursued tethered to this basis for operations by theories on string and those tentative connections between us rivaling bullies confronting to intimidate or terrorize or worse while the sequence of events rolls further off the assembly line lied to by the sports always heckling the good intentions of anyone they would prefer to use or move, and the abuse gets thick and tense and noxious as well once you learn under what auspices of whose grotesque sense of history we all shuffle about taking on those burdens and proofs to which it is to be reasoning of authority that we finance and follow with these horrid terms applying to make everyone a criminal easily persecuted…’
out of Context;
‘those inconsistencies that riddle our system with pain and suffering, but even in the concrete of care-taking what gives way to the decay and lack of improvement even if no one is devoted to making things better as though changing this by anything other than a humble mindfulness can distract from identifying with a confident version of the Self that is able to act and be responsible when needed as weeded out from the resting wicked Here in a kind of purge that keeps the outsiders on the fringe that bursts loose from the seams making it more madness than we ever could need… keeping oriented with the ticking away of clocks into oblivion as time is something easily referred to by the upper management whose presence is not ever seen only felt…’
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‘the words are used to condemn as reflect what we see inside of other souls our cells as soul are power that is scared by vulnerability being defensive at any and all costs to protect that only inner child as hidden as it is rambunctious and juvenile fighting and resisting both tooth and nail at the stolid solid sold-out adult as an authority to indoctrinate the youth through a charming swoon as call and response to the troops, it is this way that the novelty breaks out of previous molds conforming us to what we are told in a style that is reminiscent upon the term ‘learned helplessness’ that you could say drives us to herd as like single-minded the pack of cattle squished together and crowded mewling in panic…’
out of Context;
‘values set forth by revered ancestors… now dead gone far beyond the altered states of perception that we adore in this kingdom of the bored so jammed as a unit together into a realm of pure ennui or indifference filled with discontents who honor no authorities offering very few items of solace when confronted with this stagnation that brews and ferments mood as though the likeliest of suspects affected by this off-kilter synchronization managed by hosts and those parasitical fools that feed from off their chosen suscept when found…’
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‘sorting saints who hang back unseen tinted darker than they first seem when traits get handed down to those who require them in an engaging of the system that files us down to the barest details, but we are currently the beings for whom this adventure was made whether as serpent attempting to change the universe or as damsel in distress pushed to the edges of sanity by the forces that push this wily and manipulative by genial polite society hiding within the dirty edges of nonsense spinning us in some directions we ought not take too lightly as we go to fight the enemy…’