‘…look as hours change into days offending our sense of continuity if ever anything goes awry that we cannot control, retarding ourselves hardest when we lose it all calm composure and emotional clarity required to make compromised situations better instead of taking advantage of others while they are forced to be open and willing to disaster already persecuted the freaks by those whom think they know better though often this is the one trick pony abused from neglecting maintenance duties eventually succumbing to natural decay used too much it becomes worn out cliche sinister leanings seeming critical supposition of superstitions as stupid unreliable narrative flow that goes askew at some point down the mountain while simultaneously rejecting known for remote, possibilities are endless or what skies disguise the limits we could plausibly achieve…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…intellect objectionable variables floating ready phantasmal orbs deeply embedded glowering as that certainty and stability begin to shift again breaking ground for the greater good obsessed with too many hurt feelings that guilt becomes implied with every leap bound to trip somehow on the words we use to flatline the vocal gravel monotonous cadence telling us these things out loud hypnotize the audience giving up valuable secrets to be used against us because someone trusted was let inside, why hide the rage at feeling ripped off and used being lied to confused frustrated abused one tries to find comfort where possible though you never know until discovery alters whimsy into obnoxious or annoying character as the innocence becomes worn and eroded by experiences surrounded some times smothered by the ambience of danger pushing pressure tense…’
out of Context – ‘…features deteriorating slowly eroding over time weaknesses found and humbling as much hinders this spiritual ascent while the body appears to crumble flailing around for mercy unsteady gait dancing to vivid internal strife that never relents so we must learn to live with our illnesses as they feed our need to leave this vessel behind as unappealing as that sounds to many of us hardly able to laugh in the faces of death and certain danger Here with the knowledge that this too shall end, vivid sections of ourselves trying to discover for oneself some visions unique to our narrowly-framed point of view constantly in mid-collapse from differing perspectives we could be considering ourselves another lost animal not extinct but whose energies dissolve into alternate creatures and hybrid divisions of body and mind as dimensions…’
…no one seems to care at all in this day and age of urgency gone critical so critically in a social way that betrays us every day we are awake and dreaming for a better future but never comes Here to stay only to play with itself through us as puppets organized as organically craving the intermission of our pleasures finally reaching detrimental tainted toxic impressions impersonating human made to mock social awareness while also exploiting its artificial abilities washing away things that do not feed the variance of this all-go-riddim its supply and demand diet of craved information carving, through personal data as though only binary code in numbers and letters of computing languages alone, achieving aspects until now stuck as dreams revealed to manifest later on beyond whatever psyche keyed to certain vibrations and frequencies to compel …
out of Context – ‘…the on screens we see constantly flicker awake again this repetition programming us as much we are doing that to it sequencing genetics in fashion with our science fiction searches questing deeper still into that dark heart core source used to further arm our technical sorcery while aspects remain viable to creatively breach and dismantle those thresholds set apart by setting us against each other without regard for human life presenting itself while Here, retail affliction televised and archived by substantial officials sided with arts of effective business which mimic many fundamental layers of communal memory alerting others to their usage in modern dynamics whose vibrations corrode natural reservoirs holding our shared mystic wisdom hidden beneath dense veils curtained synchronous levels of flesh and muscle inhabiting sentience by degrees…’
‘…contrast and contradiction most take place fundamentally argued over throughout the various civilizations we have ever had the honors of getting through unharmed by karma amid multiples of generations taking up slackened gaps between distinct realizations making differences in the overall consciousness conversely conversing with or without us to represent ourselves up until that threshold when those archives of people whose loss is great can be reconstructed, written and printed works after hundreds of years using integral oral tradition gets lost when things further progress into an audio-visual aspect ratio of graphic states in hologram at first while eventually the digital capacity increases to levels only dreamed of in science fiction sentience creating effective sentences for us all to live by while still aware of indebted usurial burial under these waves…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…relating to how we might perceive these details, objects subjects and situations that are what is actually there though seen from many angles referring to slightest variation attempting to prove the provided definitions truly asserting command by moving forward to utilize a ‘by any means necessary’ attitude vying for control of as much as can be acquired passed back and forth between competitive not necessarily competent players seeking the best strategy leaving them undefeatable to everyone else assuring their dominance as strongest straw men on backs of broken people having to continue on through this replica of decent society more hidden mirror image compelling us to react predictably… weaponizing deceptions with blunt stupidity engaging in their quests for interpreting violence used as that narrative Here that puts stresses and strains upon everyone else…’
‘…through the onslaught vivid that casts waves through us conflicting our well of tolerance when we cannot resist any longer requiring sources for our indulgence, sociopathic discretion when audience members collide causing riots for and against understanding respectively though neither has clues of what the other will do disrespect because of myopic focus staring into the sunshine blind eyes of cultists who have found their version of god on heathen earth somewhere through smoke and mirrors as much as calligraphic chicanery trailing whatever documents and signatures are left behind as commercial version of holy relics from the masters from industry buried in their fancy crypts and haunting all steps anywhere after rapacious specters never relenting if ever they find any firm anchor in your mind, horrid visions as much mine whether asleep or awake…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…superseding what strange dynamics can be found throughout our separate journeys Here dealing with debris in order to follow oneself into the narrowed spaces of the coffin as resting stop, that finite engagement with reality we must all share with ourselves more than with any other because of its personal nature intrinsic to our existence aware of other frames of truth besides our own delusion offending the flight of anyone else believed undeserving to the attention or credit who wishes to partake madness seeps through the animal rind making all of us more than a little stir crazy screaming and blinded the smoke gets in our eyes from the fires we have started flailing out search parties to find flame retardant surfaces on which to work with while still Here, in some fashion or another…’
‘…of desolation desecrating human endeavor prematurely dropping fruit off far before ever ripening sanctified treasures of nature we barely comprehend much like ourselves unable to see properly when the mind is blind forcing ideologies on others to impressive subtle control commanding respect through antagonistic methods constraining very little… much as any other civilization barrelling toward collapse one stone thrown against the thrones at a time slowly acting as the sand in the our glass of hours eroding away into the almost formlessness of everything else around us no matter how many individuals are victimized by the passing of time in such a manner without respect or etiquette to assuage our egos combined Here and reckless as separate perceptions having narrowed insight enough to survive cold critical nights of day endarkened us blinded by the light…’ – out of Context