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‘mating whomever the vicious wish to split in twain once falling farther than the rites of passing on into rituals that inhabit our souls to bring about particular behaviors that match or further their desires or wants… as ghosts we do swarm like gnats gathered to be inseminated by information hearing new or good things that chime this bringing crimes of joy deep into our brainpans to summon the creations if needed to dispatch of some task that is uneasy for the human article born under many bad signs of which mortality is one though certainly not the most audacious grave-digging as the winds howling pitch and bend letting us know respect comes through blasts of intimidation…’
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‘laugh now at the dismissing ways of the ignorant mass stiff with competitive opportunism up its ass like a stick stuck even as this charismatic cystemic infection is in a process of covertly coveting your ass trying to scare you into choosing any sides in a subtle struggle to become dominant, the cruel insulting jokes choking a soft oft-mated companion in cheque by the patterns of chosen games piling up like unwanted discards in a deck before the dealing of hands we are given to raise up to the privilege of our past seeking defensive glances as we soon hold information to which we are privy far too close to our chests to ever read clearly…’
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‘forced into the outside wildernesses… the words never to live up to their expectations as are lying littered along the sides of the information supra highways and byways with all their feeder roads leading to a home absorbed organic sum thing as the boldest love palpable and capable to palpitate the fear out of the heart beating and tearing and hearing the same rhetoric again and again as once deeply seated belief turned into sin, distorted by madness as retorted and reported once a melancholy err wafts over the crowded snare set to trap both those willing and this unwilling dementia that craves not to behave but to fathom the absolute depths of a conscious mess…’
out of Context;
‘when the illusion is shattered and enlightens that arranging society on stage for yet another dramatic Mystery play onto unfold Here, instead opting for the mise en abyme as ‘placed into the abyss’ or ‘self-awareness’ or just ‘to put in the center’ making this as a final meaning of great importance where misery doesn’t even enter into the picture on human struggle made manifest or real in this personal enlightenment… in this misery literature turning fates into feats and meta into meat poets pondering as the master switch regulates gene expression, embryonic development, or whatever initiates cancer within us and our ceremonies…’
out of Context;
‘cutting static reality like lips waking from a knife scraping into the skin, of a softer substance still and precious while under the watchful eye of a parent or caretaker even if under illusion of human can be projected like a mask in the eyes and minds of those untrusted, and unknown people who filter throughout life’s endless doorways both demanding and describing circumstance as macabre sway to which we all dance and obey like truth played against us like odds stacked high to crucify those not aware of the method by which a subjective daily madness wins…’
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‘like glands in thin skin sweating to expel frail feelings in the human conditioning we endure as creative killers of creatures big and small, or as these conquerors taking every opportunity to sit at the top of the heap for the briefest of moments fleeting afterward of such power vacuums within this harshly-compressed continuum expressed progress into the future through quaint frames of terminology like ‘civilization’ when the real truth is the farthest from an ideal upheld as loophole opens up from which all manner of unforeseen things crawl out as from Pandora’s box…’
out of Context;
‘worming through shit to reach a higher plateau as weight and pressure inflict themselves upon a creatures’ physiology embedded within the expanse of the macrocosm trying to pry away and to force every single microcosm to be digested remarked upon and defined by itself and responsible of consequences as a living memory as the Self embodied is as this, worm turns conqueror or snake as ouroboros of our lifeline determined Now as the singularity represented by each one of us in the out there as beasts manipulated by our own atavism through the learned traditions, and their slanted biases over our eyes…’
out of Context;
‘within the same timeline for us to perceive whether by glitch in the programming or through supreme intelligent design, if these windows can allow us an insight into worlds perhaps never realized in our lifetimes it is even though there may be vast amounts of these random ‘feast-scripts’ recorded inundating everyone as the sum of the expressions furnished by sense before they have been unified into the synthesis of understanding, and the thoughts and feelings attached to modes of particulars as perception filters and stains our personal experiences…’
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‘as that purity sought after by the cult of innocence long thought lost to the humanity that there needs to replace crude connection subtle beyond the hope for love’s embrace disturbingly retained and the elusive romantic yearning in whose hearts we give our everything… but which drain our energy when the formula has been tampered with from a birth sliding to the open womb as the martyrs slip into new inhabitation though a coma we must now call our ‘home’, as the dreaming filters out those vivid and vibrant skills and traits that filter as we explore the myriad of what interests us each individually pursuing a mystery for ourselves for which many may never be solved…’
out of Context;
‘through open space in waves of motion as a conscious continuous light… flying on through dimensions without a form constraining this complicated atmosphere into a dense complicity and collaboration among all the forces at work Here as the secret understanding filters in subtly throughout this system, all as particles that contribute to being the unique cohesive entity requiring some owned sense of value inherent to an individual donation of a piece of the whole story in one person’s embodiment…’