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…a greed in content, Oh-my…

out of Context – ‘…let loose into strange worlds of potential interpretation critical in affecting ideas as crops to harvest are yielded once the time comes and perhaps wrong is perceived as less wicked and interdependently incorporates into whatever the further process of this humanity is Here finding small strands of absolutes not truth conjoined loose to thread together healing the cosmic tapestry that created us and our little worldviews to move, data in jigsaw patterns of puzzle confusing sets of exclusive content from genuine reality closed captured for the hero impaired where villainy is rife in this berg becoming burger devoured by masses of hungry denizens ready to lay eggs en masse so rapacious in this natural order forcing others out of the way top breaking the other over under doesn’t matter when the stakes are so high…’




…closed Captured…

‘…exchanging place with each other in order to maintain balancing acts Here as forces made into faceless gods and angels whose angles are labeled as directives holier than thou types of imperious commandment found conquering… disconcerting consequences when all else fails to register some amounts of pausing cautious hesitancy is required though in order to formulate worthwhile tactics against these kinds of encountered tendencies expecting no relief when the strain of sequence goes awry askew and ill-defined by the conduits of information relay somewhere there is a weakest link in the chain of command not necessarily in amongst many legions proving their loyalty Here all vying for dominance in old world honor code bullshit expected out of cannon fodder and human shields objectifying any living thing to be used as pawns in obnoxious war games…’ – out of Context




…awphul waphle…

out of Context – ‘…upon them yielding only rotten fruit and shit along with whatever shinola it rode in on because such abuse is fertilizer for another imagination that can utilize properly and harness the seriousness which unleashes the skills required to succeed harsh reality somehow bared whose crevices are carved away by time and the elemental pressures that erode these things down to their constituent parts to further fix the mechanistic errors prevalent all throughout this strangely social complexity wired all or nothing, it sometimes eradicating whenever no truer purpose evolving beyond its natural tethers to establish cosmic harmony as was ever always one of the many possible outcomes capable Here for all constructive generation of terrestrial cosmonauts yet to be present except for some forces which attempt to constrain the sorts of motion we intrigue others with…’




…lucid producing Juices…

out of Context – ‘…apparent by our various tweaks glitches and secretions shunned for their messy antics spreading wide the lips of epoch-inducing information as training data culled from various sources subdivided into ages where sound changes in iterative machine learning algorithms becomes normal versus when we required mechanics to sacrifice their lives that secures luxury, spanning long until technology through many models of analysis upgrades in order to turn ideas beyond wildest imagining to churn it into artifacts of modern assisted production streamlined to be smooth and efficient mechanisms barely needing little more than routine persons to perform maintenance at intervals timed before things would plausibly bottom out into dysfunction and productive finality waiting for the dust to settle Here as time passes and the prior marvels of the past become obsolete and forgotten…’




…spongecake squareDance…

‘…stage reached by all as dancers is called mainstream once everyone is squared up and ready to jive this social macabre frenzy loose grabbing partners the wrong way around aching to dance like the rest of those lunatic squares dancing in exotic locales romanticizing the past in its livid archaic bliss of ignorance promoting elder culture ideas when the mystery shrouds all our years of youth to one day be adopted by the hedge maze grave amnesia wandering unleashed and drifting as ghostly remnant amidst the renaissance of resistance or renaissistance that we are currently electrified to live, decadent through deprivation within broad auspices of modernity and their nemeses acting as competitive enemies by written words alone shaping our needs for us extensively offensive message Here the echoes from a distant past resisting personal freedom…’ – out of Context




…Repugnant self, a basement…

out of Context – ‘..for the conceptual perfection, unique civilized take generally idolizing people speaking on matters one has no prior knowledge forcing reliance upon improvisations to adequately complete the narrative everyone wants to be true for themselves lodged Here in the nitty-gritty that reality proffers equally to everyone accumulating clutter specific to this continuum comprised of consumers consummating their obsessive relationship to their goods rather than facing their gods with confidence of overcoming the odds stacked up against us resonating with underdog fashion one-in-a-million lottery whose bread and circus stakes are high and clustered together then depressive downward swing adapting if no one pays any real attention, circumstances as glimmers of hope gone now milky and matted sheen as the eye who cannot see gone cataract uncorrected guinea pig self experiment…’




…subject project object reject…

‘…a calm head through knee-jerk reactions from the body politic that often strays outside anything resembling a unified front because humans are far too fragile speaking on how so easily speaking in our own voices quietly we are manipulated by our egos located inside of our minds teasing us with crossed streams of curiosity wanting to know desirous to delirium to see and hear natural mysteries, no matter how far beyond driven we appear to be in others’ eyes as the madness begins to overtake our practical sensibilities as well as rational logic for what is making us feel good now while we await our eventual fate continuing to pursue the depths of difference between experience and imagination trying not to diminish either side of mass debates Here because all viewpoints retain elements of truth…’ – out of Context




…saproScient species…

out of Context – ‘…hierarchy’s cellular data plan formulated over the aeons we have been alive in these skins built by our ancestors for real world explorations while inside this bewilderness transforming, itself incapable of standing still or that would be death in those fleeting instants before spatial realization of trapped screaming as though there were help to summon forth from the darkness and cold creeping in icy hot fluctuations throughout the slipping into something truly unknown because fear is a powerful dosing agent whose urgency is much like that of the uncontrolled relief in sudden release getting considerably full bladder squeezed against itself enough when the riot of thoughts carrying nervous instincts perpetually soaking the brain brine afraid to fight or flee these bodies constraining us by environment pretentious suspects enter the room, beginning as human animals…’




…What better time than now…

out of Context – ‘…frustrated enough to take it out on anything and anyone besides ourselves crossing that line without knowing it the worst pain smarts teaching lessons when suffering strikes suddenly invoking a source immediate to reticent invocations because there is palpable fear and dread, manuscripts of the damned dead and determined to at least pull things through the passage of rites by insurgence prompting uncertain interment buried alive medieval torments obscuring translation appropriate to revising segments into viable constructs siphoning from our inherent ability to reverse our thoughts and adapt or deduce through reason and logic what initially separates us static brutes lined up armed and hired to not be human acting under orders to be organic equivalent of calmly and carefully assessing the situation on a case by case basis instead broken by an ill-conceived bias…’




…the dark Informal…

‘…conditions we are able to absorb bringing these consequences that manifest dementia to our personal doorstep threshold packaged facts of disorder causing us to wince and whine before accepting fate, calamity reclaiming coming second to a second coming from where is up for lessons that humble the one espousing them amongst their followers Here trying to find the correct steps as perfectionist worshiping perfection as if it could ever physically manifest as an existent deity overseeing the forward momentum of humanity in as a species progresses throughout the journey laid bare by astringent magics of physics and science following the trail of natural mysteries as though mystical superstition to be debunked from a social bunker in case these topics were to explode or sensitively misconstrued in all the wrong ways, shrapnel bathing us for days…’ – out of Context