‘…the naive to the willfully ignorant denizens grouped to gather Here in what seems like random intervals of collusion and collision creating series of juxtaposed and compromising situations while under constraint of cannibal duress facing chafed opposition wrought Here by mere shadows hinting at some sinister appearance teased around every corner through mighty internal exposition utilized to explain, whatever there will be has been already as energy constantly cycles in a connected collection of parts speculative in their mixture as the variations ebb and flow upon threads bared by the cosmic winds winding down occasionally while other things such as fluids have their own dynamics to be aware of in subtle patterns as pheromones and signals the human body emits naturally though unnaturally omitted…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…the cycle deviates from utter kindness and forgiveness as threshold between those that see themselves in others and others choosing only to see themselves through that mirror quantifying the conscious human standing before it, attempting to seize whatever humanity is left residing in the living shell seen across from us slowly coming to understand personally-owed proper encapsulations for what it ever means to be this human thing never quite an animal all the way but neither a fully-accepted part of the whole featured Here as one of the players when failure becomes the new name of the game looked to for distraction amidst a clash of subtle and counterpoint layers to overstimulate cognizant dissonance from the peanut gallery…’
out of Context – ‘…to crack the skies fighting against all variables in some way shape or fashion that embeds itself in the meaning we maintain Here, when there being sound of obtuse warning drifts to settle between the ears even though there is little to nothing to show as evidence of this inherent variation implied as a gathering of sorts that one cannot house all inside of a singular mind that has difficulty contemplating the all and everything that keeps us locked in awe until we are shocked loose by the attitudes of those around us either giving their support to receive support or further deciding to be critical and dismissive shutting down hope of something else for more of the same…’
out of Context – ‘…hopeful sentiment, donated to be fundamental sediment as foundation plans for better societies tied together by community more than merely ideas like communal living as in some odd houses of a variation in artistic collective perhaps as many movements have began even though distrust and independence have not always been easy bedfellows at first while thirsting for a burst of insight into the ways in which we choose to do these things for ourselves and others appearances so deceiving when respect is on the line with one too many of roommates acting upon some primeval honor code which justifies to them the brutality they inflict as pattern to savor in order to learn to avoid the antagonism inherent in humans, no matter how nice we can be on this surface…’
out of Context – ‘…placed Here for those that play to objectify their range of motion and effectiveness distracting the rest of us the phases of resurgent issue as mind-at-large forcing gods’ vomit throughout with the current landlords being taken up who wish us to worship them like gods instead of using the warships to take them out of the larger present picture in order to dispose of any offensive act that might take place while Here adrift waiting for the gift of insight into the compromising circumstances we have been granted the chance to solve serious questions unusually without answers that work as a lone step independent plateau from which to spring…’
‘…so often disappointed for as much as we wish support to be there it never seems to arrive when we want it during the most overwhelming of situations… passed the presence that gives us something to look forward to when staring into the darker world that tries to judge and forsake us by our own admission to prove that sharpened point to skewer the sorts who are determined not to get stuck or struck behind the gaseous legions that compartmentalize this dread through manipulating fear concepts that trigger the inner struggle slowing down functional awareness while escalating the overwhelming frustration, still born to toil through laborious retreat into something rather than nothing…’ -out of Context.
out of Context -‘…stray signals of knowledge as anxious to understand us if we can absorb this growth that compels the bodies we inhabit like fiends forward perhaps driving an inner motive we barely consciously relate to being not the creatures we expected with bro-magnon swagger and language that has gathered a momentum as gods’ vomit upon others in elements contracting as though they too do not matter, repercussions as they gather the motions of waves in ring and shatter amongst that flotsam and jetsam that clatter and din splash in spatters of blood set with the cryptic writing they are adrift in this sea of a consciousness devoted to witness devolution as society’s brain batters into some submission the collective tribe of the most substance and wealth…’
out of Context; ‘…thought takes hold once a shining novelty wears away to fading glow into the dull finish of something taken for granted time and again, attempting to present any sort of thing that can be used as an offering willingly sacrificed as credit or collateral to gaining whatever advantage might be attained Here, and where no gods have eternal strength if no one believes in what they create this goes the same for incorporated entities whom find their ideal world lacking when witnessed through a different lens than perfection…’
‘…as not all daze can be woven the same, the only stipulation is the madness that holds us back while alternately launching “the joke” in shrapnel materialized over our heads, and sharply into the skins of those soldiers blindly thrown forward to foregone conclusions a sacrifice chosen as collateral by the situation in which the novel trivial absurdities seem closest in popping any balloons we determine and terminally set ourselves within, either as casualty to “the joke” or the caustic punchline now floating about unseen until ˜it strikes out loud and we all fall down into the ashen once again. Whether we are left hardened items of statuesque tragedy terrorized by the very real repercussions generally considered as death becomes us, unable to be truly in control of our own meaningless endings…’ ~Out of Context
divinity made us digest the manifestations of a source whose silver cord from the motherboard is as vital an accessory as any hairs teased or plucked out of the visions beheld by few but those bodies eclectic enough to run through their river of life thoughtful of the safety switches that dismantle a system like this so thoroughly-upheld because otherwise total chaos is not reliable or so can be said by creators of a differing strain at odds because of the pain of elements like queer variables stacking up odds cracking the compulsion of worry and dread that possesses our souls for a collected sort of flawed creatures crawling as much as trolling the passersby whom trash each other by the age old rarified stench for which we find ourselves used to much like the climate and its ever-changing …