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…Such charmed patriotic zealotry…

‘…with anything devoured as such reincorporating all detritus they consume and convert into gathering symbols found on surging forward assuming the pieces left for dead things to be recycled verily into potential constituents of what comes next as we reassemble in further mutations than where we were prior to scientific revolutions, technical soliloquy without the poetry romancing blood from the stone much to the dismay of the scholars confessing their professional academia to the masses falling short of the standards espoused for sophisticated prices few can afford as more aspects become privatized games of subscription models considering this vital viral continuum we are continuing to live through today coveting the power to harness potential energies into actions predictably wagered to fit the gaps between moments left unhinged awaiting the sequence of events to proceed…’ – out of Context




…adversarial $upposition…

out of Context – ‘…Here clearly marked for some purpose from the past since perhaps antiquity became reinterpreted as times of total iniquity still sending signals through the noise we have accepted come to conclusions inclusive of only a few who were chosen by the gods as we now worship them and give respect where it is due to shine the karmic chrome that brightly covers our asses blinding those who assume too much taking advantage of a golden touch not rationed out amongst the people but only invested parties, pumping up the volume while contorting the physical to please what vital demons one can concede as primal reason becoming beings that further extend the reach of future glad-handing wizards that seek fortunes siphoned from those very persons they supposedly represent yet deny ever having to play the villain…’




…better death through Science…

out of Context – ‘…in the form of inspiration unsullied by the corrupted thinking that cannot help being grotesque and feral and recklessly unleashed upon the publicity stunt of running amok until having to be put down for such a damaging reap for rewards in the form of bodies whose inner worlds will now be lost because in some minds there is no hope, not by request but by wounds that weep angelic filth resembling blood to those that would ache for it to be seen running like a faucet dripping torture for the sadist and their victims scared to know any better because the light burns extremely bright in the eyes of dead souls ignited alight by purest psychic blindness pushing violent ideals for an agenda that excludes humanity taking place everyday the sounds of lambs silent…’




…Sadisficient…

‘…Here interminably linked to everything else bridging gaps and chasms as long as there are appropriate resources from which to draw upon for visceral diversion such as repurposing lake water to satisfy necessities of cities and homes miles away so do words motivate, technically serving the selfish ostensible and obstinate as charlatans making predatory movements as if their apparent ugly character isn’t moved advancing toward victims of messianic attraction which calls for a response following the volumes of pages now memorizing to keep the devil at bay as though voice of god reiterating verses from within such terribly haunted places Here born excessively taught that we receive demonic forces because we’re so filthy from birth while some people are leading lives of efficient sadism hurting the only ones they truly love themselves…’ – out of Context




…ride the Skunk fuzz out…

‘…trying to find poisonous things that won’t kill us but making us stronger is just as perilous an endeavor to proceed with though some scientists that talk as if this were not the case realizing caustic impediment to obtain coherent knowledge having to strain ideas through perceptive filters retained mentally in order to decipher comprehension of what one has created wielding intense magics of science recklessly to achieve finite effects then to reproduce results time and again under a very particular set of circumstances Here to glean the same proofs in advancement to further understanding, all the gimmicks moving within this hostile environment or shifting series of varied atmospheres a few of which capable of sustaining life have been allowing us to customize our terror for generations ad nauseam however we can…’ – out of Context




…it was a Straggot mistake…

‘…progress though self-referential fractal nonetheless sarcastically holding the chain of command in place Here pushing through randomized patterns of vocal fry shattering a trance-like frame of mind always referring toward whatever others as examples, tracked through the fog and haze of a dazed lazy brain taut and attentive yet aware of the feckless attempts at sanctifying the oblivion with an idealized personal version of purity creating clarity while wandering oblivious and naive into the darkness stalling to notice those flies on the walls gathering as the shit in gradual periods accumulates ominously advancing upward from wall to ceiling as suffocating climb to topple onto others as they search for treasured affects of the will as mana from heaven zestfully-horded by zealots raging against their mechanism for gods called gods straying and betraying from belief…’ – out of Context




…mourning Sickness…

out of Context – ‘…clouded minds and overbearing judgment as precedes calamity on a plane of realizations not everyone has the capacity to endure as significantly or extensively as the more human than human myths cherished and proliferating the various levels of societal engagement Here rituals regardless of individual because that there will always be another to take their place one of the many faces smearing feces over everything as though it doesn’t stink but instead somehow makes things better and we sold out to believe the lies told, without exception or acceptance in this carnal arrhythmia as it pulsates alive in the midst of it feeding upon our futures without question because this is the way it has been chosen for us to receive instead of choosing for ourselves what to do next with these feelings of dread…’




…spiritual eyes…Spiritualize…spiritual lies…

‘…rough breathing suggests a challenge defeated by those forced to give up one at a time as that drowning choking entity in seize of suffering not knowing what to do next by having to face my fears in the ways musical harmonious with how one doing might perceive those credentials to become truly human instead of some contradictory asshole whose only delight seems to be what keeps disappointing others as though a pushing motion of the mind’s eye by threatening turmoil in seeking answers of darkness that may lay too far outside the range of shining, out from of our personal lighthouse whose illumination guides these vessels back to wherever home happens to be for beings of light no matter how muted by the filth of humanity snuffing out or we kill the flame…’ – out of Context




…circumStellar dust…

‘…society summoning more cannon fodder from anonymous fathers and mothers denying the role biology thrust upon them that participates or feel the full pressure of relatives and family members to join in the continuous saga that compels us to forego our ego for something we may not perceive as better or bettering the world at large Here at times trapped within our own headspace whose conflicts are never easy, pulled out of the grey matter to try speaking though nothing slips out except for those mental whispers trafficking thoughts nervously vying to attach a strand onto the breath of paralyzed ancestor spirits forced to continue as long as we exist Here separating dream from memory as it precariously strikes us least expecting of what the something becomes with or without our captivated unconventional intervention…’ – out of Context




…Sarcophageal…

out of Context – ‘…moods change and sways the textures we perceive or signals received as transceivers for the senses training us to be constantly adaptive and aware of textures so subtle and nuanced as to be nonexistent in some human perceptions of what really is there to begin with as much any glimpse of stability or static absolutes, we convince ourselves and others that we are just fine even though that drastically reduces our personal pains to minor detail left damaged by the mistaken calm of thinking we know what comes next without first ready to read deeper into the subtext of the savage elements within us projected outward used as emotional weaponry against those who might try to harm us body and soul as much any kind of psychological warfare unfairly utilized to manipulate those perceived enemies…’