out of Context;
‘idealism and deceptions defining culture pseudoscientific vultures carrion-ing on giving mad props to fiends long since dead bones utterly picked clean as the slate beckons more scrawling exorcise the fellow demons reading out loud the voices in the head whose limited capacity for understanding prevents honesty from leaking confiscated conclusions the equivalent proof of personal opinion pining over qualities and causes that we are tricked into thinking are lost…’
out of Context;
‘affected by disturbing touches evoking chills from warmth shifting the balance as catalyst to the stirring ids and egos connected as distinct views on reality slowly floods the mind and will to live or love as deemed that as most necessary by the individuals themselves, but curious from all the static Here trying to strain a meaning out of the scary shards stolen hearing only a little bit at a time a total terror slashed across the back with whiplike snaps summoning pain against cheeks flush with blood red stains teaching lessons hard to make learning as difficult as it can be so that resentment and trauma stunts the growth…’
out of Context;
‘the door of perception opened wide for an understanding in whose quest can cripple even as hardiest of survival adepts dragging in all their own knowledge of harsh and cruel nature an all-encompassing authority over these individual minions and those vast dominions favored by tyrants and terrorists alike… no matter that terrain could subdue undermining your own personal thoughts into control for oneself a breaching of threshold boldly going where no one had sought before re-caged animals as swines and cows are martyrs…’
out of Context;
‘in the social dynamics as then in which today known as lessons popular by the main masters in charge of ascertaining what common sense exactly is as though a kind of human magic subconsciously upheld as the right means of doing anything but implies that stupidity too be mute to continue collaborating as linear catalyst…’
out of Context;
‘relating the outside world to my internal analog because of senses that i barely understand while presently Here within this richest abundance yet is always constrained by all of these conditioned obligations as the functions of slight corruptions are erupting into as vacuous an attention eluding the perception of truths as the shadows dancing around this light reflected back upon the person viewing images caught in sight of that window, that personal panorama of dreams torn asunder from the seams of sleep where it is we reside most comfortably awaiting a kinetic jostle from cold data around the way as gated threshold encoded to doors of perception unladen by swallows of dry wit too droll to affect the accents that perhaps make it a joke worthwhile…’
out of Context;
‘as little clogged pieces in the wet debris clinging to various perceptual filters developed over these experiences that shape our expertise fragmented and narrow to see the prize alight at the end of a cloudy dark tunnel some might call a tornado of souls reacting when the dark frightening strikes them as the large tree in a heavy storm calls down the fury from the sky, but just as the fury of the skies subsides so too do the harsh words of others dissipate leaving the residues of “do not†between the ears of the listener who hears that lesson reaping the reward of keen observation devoted beyond a shallow view of doubt in what consists of in this inconsistency…’
out of Context;
‘a steady droning rhythm coalesces from the air observing the odd moods enchanting as a stubborn object implemented into this muscular tapestry displaying a harmony of synchronization moving from the subtle station to shroud through our substance, and resonating so deeply in its penetrations of spiritual ebb and flow through cosmic wave gyrating slowly by our standards as like a glacier causing a change too personal yet to command a better mental shield that should appear and protect those unaware of this as a perception switching movement occurring between us because of this, in a distinct tension created by the mere mention of any sensitive subjects…’
out of Context;
‘the damage is caused then cleaned up like nothing had ever happened in the first place with deceiving seeds seated at the start of a dysfunction made real in consequence to deal with for many of these as generations to come bleeding through like light shown through a prism… the separate strands of colors our selves drip down to pool at our feet like a worshipful tribe to imbibe for our approval the gist and the jism of the situation presented before us, many of us caught up in following our bliss that we do not ever seem to see the other side as terror ablyss to contradict our needs and desires from the manifest as a simple investing in ourselves, but curious if we hear our hearts why fear our fearts?…’
out of Context;
‘left with a helpless jobbery robbing us of our dignity instinct for a freedom in distracted boredom without ideas to enslave or escape made tainted by our faith in mindless idiot dismissal of outside integers compliment to bans and taboos as which can traumatize and confuse our movements, dropping jobbies upon the lawn of any elitist sociopathic blight screwing our ears closed to other truths via the mind-wiping urge designated progress by some affluent side of vying to understand this human plague any further by torturing and then starving the creative impulse through opportunistic ides of mechanism turned modern profits in murderous attempts at gaining played, and the jobsworth fools with their petty wits wrapped around themselves in vicious defensive stance…’
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…’