out of Context – ‘…wave after wave of generation collapsed into being Here defined by their existence and a resistance to struggle that catches us off-guard at many points within one’s own lifetime without shrugging off responsibility necessary in order to share in any of the fun or grief that this world holds onto for us whether we like it or not, the mission is not the same as the purpose a meaning not necessarily the same as the definition not as long as we are a system of variables in motion tempted toward paths whose outcome remains somewhat uncertain even when following instructions on appropriate direction asserted as truth in order to compete with the rest of the massive attack attempting their best to flow with a rhythm of being…’
‘…proposing theories on the speculative basis that a science appears to endorse on this heathen earth where we bury our dead exploited of voices that chorus the wind in silence of night coming complete to form the something vital out of the nothing that seems abundantly more obvious than oblivious with these human eyes peering too deep beyond the devoid to that which devours over time eroding life, conjoined with the strife that comes so easily to us rotted by oblivion’s touch as some parts of the meat become too wretched to fix no matter the amount of capital one has to sacrifice to survive and live even longer than before this lively mass debate about what resides after life is lived Here subsumed with questions…’ – out of Context
‘…damage and debris flying every which way but correctly in senseless brutality of bro-magnon days, as glorious dark ages briefly glimpsed through an empirical modern spotlight that shines upon those who will not obey the tracts and treaties or the beatings from malicious sources soured on social functions long ago thanks to their sadistic egos left unchecked for far too long instead of worshiping a solid sense of responsibility to be inherited from unlikely ancestors utilizing ancient protocols to dismantle the misconstrued re-appropriation and corruption…’ – out of Context
‘…some bridge to the next moment Here, where the worst mingle with the best and neither of us knows the difference until it is far too late to understand fully or objectively as emotion builds parallel alternate constructs of similar potency enough to fuel the fires of anger and more shades of justifying revenge or the symbols of vengeance against each other again and again insane at times from the perceived absolutes creating and carrying out a lust for blood sometimes to the ends of reckless destruction without caring for whatever collateral damage occurs, poisonous people applying their malignant behaviors in trying various attempts to paralyze and afflict what full powers that can be summoned for any total domination served best distracted by our own talking points…’ – out of Context
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‘these societal jolts that surge and quake through the conceptual concrete of this civilization creeping crawling in a maze of its own demi-urgent technology eulogizing the human trevails made exploits by the savage cunning stunts of the barbarism to defile things before an us as we know it now was set in place by a fascist yearning for stable almost predictable patterns to cut monotone of complexity into bits and bytes data to be easily absorbed by the system simply made up of us, ouroboring into humanity through the culture created introducing barriers of classification into a dialogue about the core corpse forcing all of us to control as universal body politicks and leeches ingrained into the bedazzle of this systemic infection using havoc and mayhem to redefine a century for its own ideas of interpretation…’
out of Context;
‘death striking surely too soon to prepare for all scenarios almost conceitedly conceived of or believed in as empirical truth tested and absolute reigning proactively seeking the peak and plateau under its possession and utilization as working classes caught in the traps laid like caltrops in the closed waking eyes opening to these devices yearned for to simplify living even though by interconnecting in all of these objects riding a fine line defined by terms helpfulness to helplessness taken as granted specific division ages old, but terror and horror are very real very primal archetypes adapted to our hordes of gadgets and gizmos some used by remote control though distance won’t save everyone from resistentialism if it too like a virus infects our programs keeping us from meeting gory ends by the shining chrome of our creations…’
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‘proof of instinctual voices kept at bay for one’s own reasons and troubled consciences in convincing any other in debates of declarative statements subtly promoting the ego to controlling status, and dominating by threats of debt and holding future generations form for this bureaucrat and more than likely his bureau-crass-crazy ass scheme to curse the Other’s family with a stigma so unrelenting that nothing but those intermissions of these personal agents of the general law inserting themselves as deeply into the situation as possible while infecting all with the same kind of govern-us-mental spew toxified up to the waste in fresh err burning rivers of drinkable water, but it never stops there either when the transference of power warps us so dramatically as if the elixir were only the material component manifested to allow the spirits…’
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‘treating the pain blind as it condemns the rest of the world as this potential tribe laid to waste by the hands of Mankind, the skilled assassin hounding jackals while the backup of others in as similar form crafted by psycho-politiical culling of the herd to summon those better than best at the role of death dealer to enemies of whatever state pays the best in their utmost capacity devised as the ultimate weapon by few of the military-industrial-commercial plague are these modern dark ages…’
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‘the face from the civilized feces we collected leaves to be left behind amidst nature’s consequences, but what are we if not nature in a natural world though this ideal can tend to be just that without any ideas of what comes next in the coordination of being and beings as both good and evil cursed and blessed by this trivial yet unconditional love for these creatures so formed approaching limits we cannot always visualize clearly from this far before this event horizon of reality bent into shapes assumed without cognizance as in a real competent patience now becomes as time in second’s reflex to refract and catch the light as it whistles by through gears and cogs at work Here…’
out of Context;
‘it takes much deliberation coming to an accurate range of conclusion that thoughts as questions upend, but as there are so many rapacious servants of faceless gods in the out there as are particles lingering in the particulate universe holding a universal pattern or format-managed appearance of a so-called god authority in the guise of a general law commanding us to serve as well and often to a souled out version of guidelines which we begin to interpret as that General Operating Directive drawing on a space outside space to control potential energies that warp and reprocess our imaginations as facts too devote benign to the malign ant who travels far to strike an impression that will not be so easily forgotten unlike those other lights and colors that have all become so dulled and drab…’