‘…forward through unknowable wreckage until we get there some ahead of the ones who will have to try surviving to the next tomorrow as it swiftly leads to today once again savaged when the sunlight hits distracted by impression when darkness collides with twilight, so suddenly sometimes there is a flash in the eye of the ones readily applying themselves to ride aboard wherever the ruler ship of the moment is going that leads to doing whatever it takes to attach like hopeful parasites sneaking upon the underbelly to prey on others at the worst end of human weakness cowards being self-righteous Here by one who is referred as …’a manipulator of a mob who holds sway by use of inflammatory rhetoric, casting opprobrium, and by appeal to the lowest common denominator generally…’ – out of Context
‘…as crippling sensational decisions catching us off-guard as the idealized innocence breaking into maturity taking away our context of perfection yet remaining so critical that it fails us disgusted by the rotted corpse of tradition that guides those to volunteer sacrifice through the artifice of darkest reaches without exception Here erected as idols gathering momentum through the unified warships around us as martial envelope that shelters as much as it also enrages the encased to harass within this crass verMenagerie repelled appeals without being virtuous to wield forcing polarized antagonism few can resist… exiled to a land of man-made mountains of glass and steel bordering upon gods’ fortress buttressed by the beliefs that shatter this gloried whole of excellence by wishing for expectations to connect with substance instead of some ephemeral longing always…’ – out of Context
‘…killer in an arcade setting to choose which as victims to game are the easiest prey or seem to appear as such Here but outer projections can be quite deceiving as nature allows for each of us some potential state of the artificial that appears inevitable to more than a few conclusions ranging spectrums between abstract and nonsense in way more variability than even our forebears could comprehend without some advanced assistance from constituent ancestors whose visions might have led to this daily occurrence of fate to complete some circuit of divinity that will not abide by human interference, only our hands can sever these fortunate future utilities of futility unbounded because we are always in the mode of defeating each other and our ideals as many conflicting ways to save the world from ourselves…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…clouded minds and overbearing judgment as precedes calamity on a plane of realizations not everyone has the capacity to endure as significantly or extensively as the more human than human myths cherished and proliferating the various levels of societal engagement Here rituals regardless of individual because that there will always be another to take their place one of the many faces smearing feces over everything as though it doesn’t stink but instead somehow makes things better and we sold out to believe the lies told, without exception or acceptance in this carnal arrhythmia as it pulsates alive in the midst of it feeding upon our futures without question because this is the way it has been chosen for us to receive instead of choosing for ourselves what to do next with these feelings of dread…’
‘…united statistics promoting or denying what we believe… proclivities toward deciphering what we can from the elements of skills established by experience and talents innately attached to however the sum of parts equates to us as human beings with some strangely-charming quirks and attitudes overlapping genetic codes conflicting with foundations of self and tradition interwoven between gaps and epochs of epic societal upheaval beyond parenthetical times framed by subtly radioactive strands modeling digital archives condensed to piece together provocative and such controversial states all the stirring of these overlapping thoughts as dramas of dust inside of our heads relentless until our deaths, as which we are beholden unto them in their mighty cringe as libel labels and branding to say this level of gossip is a constant medieval torture of faucet-dripping schizophrenia…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…compulsive fools who clear the way through nature of the subtle yet sincere darkness Here compelling us forward without regard for the respect or feelings of others, what demons we are when first converging out of the ephemeral potential that lies within us as organic creatures reproducing so casually as to cause chaos because nature wills it to be so without our direct and active participation outrageous to think on a primal animal level we are merely pawns puppets and people constantly looped into overreaction time and again too often defining our character by the rhythmic routines that carry us from waking life to dreams and back through the machines another apparatus moving us like avatars sorting us out better than we command them to do, in a world consumed by hordes of postmodernists…’
‘…functioning as best as possible through layers of inconvenient obstacles lodged within sights of a questionable objective always, a life devoid of humor satire and farce the only friends humorous enough to have and keep in good company because as vital abstracted quality humans have in abundance Here even if they technically don’t observe it for themselves instead a choice to be bitter and resentful of timing gone wrong as any other person on this planet but we are afraid of those things becoming spun out of proportion in strange smatterings of viral gossip transmitted more intentionally worldwide than ever before keeping us relentlessly deranging shifts gears and positions supposing there will somehow always be a tomorrow, until there are no more fucks left to give beyond the greedy hands who grab…’ – out of Context
‘…of lingering suppositions heavens or raptures that suddenly turn mortal shapes null and void when we would meanwhile still be attempting to survive beyond merely functions as has been dreamed of for some time by now as fiery light by which we guide ourselves through darkened decades to within present circumstances of striving throughout medieval periods in absolute chaos serving only the edge of the blade whether that forces one to bleed for their goals, that wondering to atrophy and wither once their atrocities are revealed whether or not the rest of the world agrees Here they are fraught with discrepancies throughout the journey perceived with senses that cannot fully comprehend the scales of viciousness and vindictive subversion that seeps in from the societal cracks seeding the warp and weft to soak in change…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…involuntarily celibate stutter as though the words could ever make sense in your lifetime because none of the idolized coolness will stay familiar what with all these new-fangled technobabble placed Here to impress your friends if you can really call them that if there is no bond beyond acquaintance being social as a hobby for some those whom collect people to insulate themselves from prominent problems of the day in either confusing their unique qualities as special or truly afraid of the glitch in these systems like a piece of cracking glass that slowly yet steadily yields to shatter, usually at the most inconvenient moments whether driving by rocks thrown as walls and ceilings collapse creating a different reality new to the user whose interface requires a more engaging personality doing the best it can…’
‘…elements of the social conundrum beaten repeated from answers to questions in rhythm though not harmony with the random shades of thought which take up residence in my headspace conditioned through years of trying to figure things out and then stopping to rest in peace even if there are no rest stops Here along the road or however the pathway is presented to you alone for you are behind the wheel to drive this analysis engine down the streets collected stray emotions register obstacles, as the harmful approach to a situation erodes personal common bonds to other people as the crazy distance asserted by default lacking the basic awareness to properly aid another as you would wish to be supported through doubts attempting not to falter once some momentum forms spinning anxious plates around us…’ – out of Context