out of Context;
‘it appears that people wrote these laws and rules most of whom were men that could not do much more to advance divine intervention than to acknowledge that workers need more time relaxing to endure the monochrome colors limited in relation to the actual world we live in… and the work week carries on. no matter where you are or what it is you do, there are certain qualities about working that separates mind and body by allowing the body’s motor consciousness a control with which allows some to think about many things at once or with more focus as perception concentrates itself into a narrow beam to activate the energy for multitasking for example requiring a slightly higher perception of a person’s immediate surroundings, and diversion then becomes the bane of the activity…’
out of Context;
‘the subtle rage builds up as does the tension within this cage that has been pushed as sage advice when the reality promotes more ire and frustration as the minutes keep ticking away as it cranks up the suspense that people are sensitive to when the social menace lays its’ hands on you too, and it will then move as you sight the beast for yourself wondering where it ever came from within this natural modern world under the false impression that innocence is some benign ideal expressed by those with lost yet lingering youth… dowsing for a living faith…’
out of Context;
‘battered by defiance and demystification as an ocean of men justify their taming of this heathen deity through a definition of quirks that holds the beast to chains of thought and its perception not unlike the laws stuck in our heads… reinforcing the blame or shame or disgust at being a criminal free in a free world tamed by the screws twisted tighter to hear pitiful screams of pain all-consuming in bane of haughty misunderstanding as to cannibalize the corpse of the poor like rich rotten vultures lurking to score…’
out of Context;
‘glories subjectively perceived one mind’s eye at a time in random sequential orders to proceed or be one of the terminated, executed, or further translated into the underlying programming we still strive to understand in our quaint human way of opinions that truly individuates us from any other creature on the planet left wondering what else is there out Here whether tranquil wilderness or violent caustic vibrations that leap and electrify the lust and animated detail for disgusted laughter shared between the fluctuating particulars of human existence most peculiar indeed… launched into the wide unknown…’
out of Context;
‘Mankind’s conquest as their burden, as though these were the classical good times we might wax nostalgic over time and again even if we have been born at a much later date than these historic attempts at confining and condensing reality into the crazy trip it is giving authority to vipers as saints now distorted by faith amassed blindly to achieve some kind of winners’ place, but these are dreams which betray in the limp and impotent glare locked into a state of peril by indifferent and ignorant perceptions made Here to protect those who gratefully try to stay awake to the possibilities beyond this surreal wall of sleep raised to omit the few trying to reach out by making the most of this life and death steeplechase while trying to accept and understand the experiences…’
out of Context;
‘in a retaliation for how poorly our culture treats us in the suffering through of all the experimental maladies first, programming us with the barest of preparation for in the outside world where cruelty runs the gamut of genuine emotions trying to grind it all down into the indifference as wasted human animal becomes a shell wanting no more of the overdose that living fast and hard has to offer one, but still a fantasy of the multitude seems to yearn for this decadence to which none return whether the spirited or drone whose uses are many comparatively when in contrast all idols seem to put an about face terse toward abusive behavior which calls out the worst social traits into the surface…’
out of Context;
‘we sense little other real potential upon the periphery, these cultural blinders put into place to educate on disgrace and the state of what happens when bad people get in line with the good sights we cater to only to find that they were never the way we once originally had perceived them to be, but even these painful truths and false smiling faces cannot take the sting from reality as we have had allowed it to begin spinning sophomoric glee and hostility like a Tesla coil’s shining lightning with a child’s rage….blindly…’
out of Context;
‘left with our own devices to keep us in comfort and stable as the assailing erosive nature takes away pieces of the souled out reality we inhabit today like an odd zoo for mechanical animals wandering somewhere deep into the forest, a wilderness of the real time effort drawn through the generations possessed like objective channeling sources of material coming to fruition amidst the atmosphere of hyper-paranoid yet unaware personal relevance, and perhaps it is the valence and vector of this measure that afflicts the distracted whole of humanity castrated by society’s constriction upon the wavelengths shot perpendicular to the frequencies flowing past the mere parallel of this particulate real time endeavor as life calls upon us to act on the energy we were infused with through the after birth scenario desecrating the tomb…’
out of Context;
‘the victim gets better, if this were a spiritual toxin flowing through the system would it be so easily eradicated just by sucking on the right hole afflicting whatever the human thinks as truth getting deeply embedded in those personal neural networks that carry the signal far from the conscious struggle known nowadays as ‘reality’… a holographic trace that can link and store within this saturated brain of flesh and fluid locked inside our heads whatever we think bound with feeling and qualities of depth which are not so easily raced back to their sources, the tangents that drift between moment and memory…’
out of Context;
‘conscious and sinister Mankind that rapes and pillages the land, its resources and its native peoples bound… always taking and devouring the little lambs and sheeple as sacrifice to the lord god ‘progress’ in a blind sense of honor and faith, it is this blindness that inflicts itself from within though not afflicting the sense of one’s vision necessarily, but that of complacency and stasis created to uphold a certainty of decay and ultimately a stillness transcending the hurry and bustle of the current human extremes of comfort and caution…’