‘…the exactitudes extruded from this existence used to power the powers that be or die in sacrifice to how hard they are trying Here silence thrusting guilt forward after father knows best even if its just some uniform worn to deliver sermons cursing us to be these obnoxious creatures rancid lucidity all reinforcing needs to not piss away life while one has it able stable and ready to exchange pursuit for something worthwhile, if only oneself could be less self-defeating meeting others and making sense of shared trauma to find the voice that would allow speaking freely while Here alone though offended at the gratitude at lacking offspring or confident going anywhere one wishes but truly afraid of hard work and no payoff shattering the dreams that if realistic enough may come to pass…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…expectation unfulfilled as the process consumes us with its silence stillness and fury denoting the complex friction contradictory is similar force taken to light matches to those attractions sparking inspiration sometimes directing whatever supportive help created can thereby be dashed because as cantankerous whirling hatred turns everything into blasphemy all joking aside astride malign voices that chime out the cacophony of negative fancy rendering us cowards we somehow survive by the skin of our teeth collectively gnashing against the cosmic bit that tricks us into being ridden by algorithms of riddle, binary customs that bind us tighter though also tempers that aforementioned friction pushing separation to reconcile every detail from differing objectives to real time memories missed to those pieces of dream one wishes they could hold onto…’
out of Context – ‘…fomenting astringent mastic venomous words that to those hearing noise is for heroes music for zeroes tuning in and turning off while microphones dropping in various stages of change relatable in varieties of ways creating depth, experiences coerce translating as character intimate laws of exception not every one can achieve reversal of hearsay into fortunate slackers urging personal agency as various angular perspectives crowd all at once feeling overwhelming with ties to things being science fiction or fantasy before becoming opportunity for any flourishing as fact entirely rearranging facets of society as much any future civilizations as archived examples such as those we consider outstanding enough to house fragments in museums represented as Aztec Victorian and Greco-Roman still being processed by the people we were and continue to be…’
out of Context – ‘…creeping consciousness perspectives perverted by controversial materials incapable of being unseen once witnessed dementia between dimensions slowly setting in are civil twilight analogous to momentary reflections of sanity sundering heartfelt insecurities detaining lifeforms showing no proof for hitherto uncompromising ideals hastening the artificial apocalypse early as can be, beasts succumbing to unforeseen events sometimes depressed when failures seem omnipresent as much omnipotent disasters finalizing our inability to manage our own problems without the appropriate help taking charge and cutting us off at the knees handicapping our effective range of movement Here suspect strangers herding around concepts that somehow barely remain relevant as energy recycles itself functionally in different difficult to describe concessions of cohesion…’
‘…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…’