‘…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
‘…textual unconscious as what manifests into culture Here covert conversion of qualities shifting blame shame and power with varied aspects passing through us as we transition beyond that localized form of ourselves legally obligated to collaborate and corroborate in our society observed rituals and rites of passage embodied as vicious animals growing into subliminal forms more consciousness when further humans are shed as though skin cells of greater beings altogether unaware much as is the case with us when these things are falling away from this less dense organism, moving forward through destiny as density collecting fragments of specimen caught curious of interest Here capacity is never reached because there are continually more creatures whether in this world for moments or lifetimes interwoven hybrid-sized theories displacing trust in systems known flowing…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…having enough wits to promote survival in grotesque conditioning environments that can never let up or go but allowed only to be getting worse as rashes of moments misinformed and hastily defined get dismissed stashing incredible substance behind what is judged as merely gossamer or aesthetic dressings to make something look better or disguised as different things to denote transition, of seasonal debris and distort perception detritus collected in great heaping grasps of ritual devotion as failed to pass but what comes through true is another sadistic demarcation of annual annulment before cycles refresh getting more real within the parameters of change from doubt into hope somehow sanctified in this process achieving through naive perceptions inside the lonely individuals housing duties of duality within oneself to personal detriment those ends without entropy…’
‘…to navigate ways around because judging minds always want to know the details of what is truly going on searching for divinity though lacking the ability to sense the abstract and esoteric without fearing for sanity as concepts are believed to reshape our perceptions together and as separate individuals assumed lost and wandering at times requiring guidance whether this helping hand could be deception means the doubts flash through our eyes when time comes to question this corrective authority maintaining aggressive ideals for sake of appearances while manipulations of all sorts run rampant, scamming us of the earned dignity of independence we are made to look forward to in our pursuits toward contentment as mediocre as that may be it also helps to assure the more cautious of us ways to camouflage whatever darker parts…’ – out of Context
‘…mutilated out of place through whatever means necessary by missions of mercenaries each taking their shot at the prize having surmised what others lack in ability to advance the humanity critically, contradicting everyone else before this sudden need to change course midstream in the mainstream screaming for proper leadership to be found when no one steps up for themselves Here with some cruel bravado or masochistic machismo laced with golden silent poison godless warships worshiping mighty dollars earmarking finance and industry for victory beyond merely bread and circus peasants presented with pleasant options should they only obey the rules that were set for lab rats in mazes of manifestation to follow orders counterintuitively at times to define specific routes determining feasible alternates to this bizarre currency laid bare electric circuits snapping…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…of endless fighting amongst each other Here ringing in new years with bombs to undermine the function of what has already been established using people without any ideals to do the dirty work unaware that they are massacring fellow human beings in times of warfare because the image has distorted into one of the enemy only truly realized once the damage is done and the fires go out clearing battlefields now graveyards revealing levels of destruction solitary confinement correlating to social isolation in concert with entropy… creative processes often stunted cunning wit comes caustic too frequent to progress the needle past the vain to vinyl where it should be interjecting noise for heroes wrecking that music for zeroes whose crisis becoming laborious even when not brewed inside the laboratory properly as property of the mind…’
‘…each other somehow more complicated than it seems whether reading these words to your own satisfaction finding value in some charnel thing channeled and hurled against the page or not for the amusement of few special species as our own to sort gold from the lead in our heads causing further complications unprepared for extremities, attitudes of vanity ensorcell we of weak nature to contain the inanity that perforates our being sustaining volatile components to our character that only lingers for as long as we are Here to fulfill some destiny or goal we might have slight chances to set personally for ourselves before the bucket can be kicked out from under senseless lending expensive items to be broken by inadequate hands that cannot feel the substantial importance while defining oneself amongst such hate…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…as the romance continues to fluctuate and die in some regards captivity of complacence and ignorance ensnaring us to stay this way as we always have seemed regardless of the reality to perfection and its corrective behaviors create critics judges and executioners distilled as thought police left wandering without regulation toying mortality out of our hands or minds by substituting with what it is they want you to believe and obey until you decide otherwise for once, collapsing new reasons out of the ether to inspire yourself to move forward though tragedy as poetry would describe to us in varying voices as villages of unheard words build static that can be heard in low frequencies reverberating and connecting to something beyond us yet we still remain part of the debatable fortune of existence believing ourselves…’
out of Context – ‘…from our mortality filtered through astringent qualities and rituals used to purify ourselves of deeper subtle layers of intersecting emotions with imprinted memories whose triggering presence can sometimes be misconstrued as comforting when one has only known dread for all their lives most without any breaks yet breaking somehow from this cruelty inflicted, manic impressions deciphered in flashes of memory suppressed repressed and utterly obsessed with correcting actions as defensive measures taken early on camouflaging anonymity from being perceived wrongly by ones outside judging those more engaged than themselves choosing to assume distracted elements vicariously avoiding detectability achieving overarching goals while fears of failure remain controlling us unaware of the puppetry swing set raw tallow ready to be turned into candles burning at both ends…’
‘…selectively benefiting shadow interests invested to ensure bad outcomes where there can only be their rules and regulations managed however they wish as long as fortune continues absolving those raping the earth and its children disassembling nature with destruction and assimilation for trinketed pleasure-seeking lifestyles while remnants upon this heathen earth, infested by invasive ways within most the core principle Here similar to others dissecting resources for exacting personal gains soon overfilled such decadent miscreants faith with vile sewage thrust forward hopefully others will process this garbage more so as servants than the humans being people required to fulfill tasks keeping the daily structures in motion or else they collapse the functional wave of endeavor back to primeval stages where we could be so easily provoked into killing each other…’ – out of Context