‘…some level of we all fall down insightful to the larger view of this brutal tool that hits us reminding how everything no exclusion is temporary Here whether we like that or not ourselves any of those pertinent details relating the situation toward reciprocal gestures of humors mentioned of in poisonous solutions to problems coinciding with alchemy, whose sciences refused to upgrade but instead advanced into a variety of fields from which many accomplished explorers doing great things by discovery as much as years of researching specifics and how they connect to each other tying together and creating novel sources of interest combining peculiar ideas and a practical experimentation utilized to define the various phases scrutinized while annotated to explain their meanings succinctly enough to activate inspiration in others as a spark inflames the fires…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…at the drop of a fauc drip or feathers Here we drift with fire sale tossing everything out water torture gasoline of the mouth can make it seem so severe even if you don’t hear the words having no fight for the ride Here, over time it collects into respectful demeanor because the hustles we decide have value acting as addictive travels through the nethersphere we might think of as our worst sides dissected by academics whom then exploit every chance to take on command with parental permission who is not the state awarding custody like a trophy if we have no one on our side sometimes unaware who really gets the benefit from those checks cashed to give kids a chance to survival before the light snuffs out dead in all of us…’
out of Context – ‘…nothing is the only answer and whose only true representative is the very same nobody that it has been for decades now moving into our modern age filled with dictatorial manifestations infested power by investing, energy and focus upon one goal in regards to prevent change in any form from suddenly occurring and triggering the ides of warfare and the unfair tactics that go with them into history or the shadows thereof without stagger and lock step behind every subtle action committed by ulterior motives becoming real if but for a moment that trails on into the archives as mission failed like so many of our video games that give us a handful of lives to lead the repeated acts to glory until bored or tired wanting more out of limited escapes to fit in…’
‘…hearts deeper than that jesus because of their hands at work fixing those broken layers taking token leisure for granted gift but able to be taken back by forces beyond our merely selfish woes whittling us down into creatures, that we can barely recognize Now that we have reached this plethora of auras mixing as some failed ghost chorus singing you silently through personal interludes in exposition defining your tumultuous tale ends and all traumatic steps in-between navigating of destiny with no small part in the whole glory thing taken way too far even as a joke we are choking on the remnants of coal-powered joys from a past creeping into our future through obscene rhetoric that jerks us out of our original headspace Here when letting our guard down too much to shield us…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…a curse betraying their presence perhaps similar as to midas touch turned douche fingers, golden gods kill those they are attracted to thinking that love could be so easily attained by idiots who encapsulate raw doses of grotesque pain that it personally makes me weep trying to control the inner narrative without fail yet conscious suspension of disbelief or even belief for that matter in something supreme without attaching harmful eccentricity extremely unnerving regular bystanders who all have their own ideals of a mission to accomplish Here though often we are left to assume supervision for ourselves once we are able to command a reliable presence devoid of harsh wisecracks at the corporate expense, laid to waste as hollow insistence under duress of their company manhandlers whose capable molestation relies upon freedom of access…’
‘…reinforced behavior foreshadowed by a derisive mockery instead of acceptance provoking hands of an enemy who cannot be, bothered by the visions televised for all to see as next creeping gospel when feeding ourselves these brand name demons in ghost form because only their products are there deep through our mouthpieces licked and savored as one might wish their genitals to be adored but never happens that way with the exception of an enviable few who either take themselves way too seriously or hide their decadent perceptions for moments alone or around others whom appear to bring states of enlightenment through the darkness of digested positions by a greater cycle of vaguely synonymous creatures behind our frightened eyes, distinctively aware how fragile and empty human might seem from the outside…’ – out of Context
‘…this organism designated self for reasons beyond mere exploration at this point when are we to consider how special we are as aliens, on seeing ourselves within the separation of nature as much our removal from direct connection in varying ways that still confuse and frustrate even action as choices people make to procrastinate and fragment their own lives trying to find a new seed of inspiration perhaps only too far from our grasp as long as we do not actively reach for approval in an appeasement signal to nullify the strain of tensions where worlds have already collided creating a psychic shrapnel radioactive and radiating outward suddenly shocking those nearby… defiance that puts down the warrior aspect with no more good gods left in the reserve…’ – out of Context
‘…information camouflaged by the intense intents of ulterior motives moving the dogs of war into some type of attack formation Here once the enemy is confirmed to be removed from the board while keeping other pieces unaware until much later down the timeline because varied movements were eliminated with little more made than a whisper less obvious than by trails of paperwork, there is no way to thoroughly obliterate the far flung future that greases the wheels and cogs and gears grinding down human activity to a nub barely seen from a window of the soul riding chariots with no charity toward others less fortunate in the desert of the real because only you can decide to be this way doing to others what worse things you think they wish to do to you…’ – out of Context
‘…see the reality of what remains unresolved as microcosm for the larger whole that knows not utility words that enable us to seek clarity out of the sewage that has become some semblance of waiting for death, indebted to layers of kindness and obligation from authority whose insight we distrust off-hand because our intuition says otherwise about oftentimes subtle treachery afoot though by nature of covert tactics appears to have obscured successes as opposed to explicit violence creating eddies of mayhem in random bouts swirling hectically through the technical snares that hook and tear holes in the arguments meant to be taken seriously once the laughter settles the trends of offending units marching unified dysfunctional series in appearing as humans servile to obscene gestures…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…with what little information we have gained the ability to explain accurately whether blessedly simplistic or a complex series over the time and attention it takes, the artifactual ruining precedes itself on a level slow to construe as good for anything even in the midst of the overlapping life-death-rebirth strands of time directed through the lens of this universe not so uniform to account for the mutations and bruised egos in abundance Here sometimes in the dark forevers too long that madness does strike in all-at-once tragedy adapting to irrelevant stories woven too closely together to peel away comfortably the legitimacy that wants to feel like intimacy even when knowing no one…’