‘…the breathing method of blood hungry ghosts the humans become Here when all other options are lost or tossed away when choking to cope crossing lines like wires the whole world looks as though it might make anyone curious wonder who are these puppets connected by the strings of theory as much physically-encountered analog to these burgeoning ideas trying to force themselves to the surface to be accepted and universally validated among the appetites of the damned Here, the art of death may scream bloody murder to any who may lack the vision to really perceive but there is always more behind the superficial veneer imposing multiple ambivalent layers as a wall to prevent individuals from pressing questions any further than some agreed upon standard reinforced by a society that shifts constantly…’ – out of Context
‘…ever so slowly we get drawn away by differing interpretations promulgated causing confusion where those lines have finally crossed over with one another in constellations weaving a tapestry against a map of vast distance and stars shining bright levels of radioactive evolution as particle collides with particle sometimes so explosive that it sends ripples through the continuum demonstrated without sound in sudden context as relates to us all the way back Here attempting to understand the inexplicable that drives our deeper curiosity to the point of larger conflict it would appear to remain a consistent truth…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…a spiritual trap engineered by fiends from the end of the story thinking through the void that they can manipulate this reality by tapping into ego weakness to strengthen their forces behind us while attaching with the persuading threats cannon fodder martyrdom to all creatures as we act out these predetermined roles that sacrifice is noble in bleak melodramatic dioramas of trauma lessons that never seem to lessen the damage done even once the dark catalyst is gone transmogrified into a different form that can easily be surmised to leave a shadow or stain on one’s soul inspiring the worst echoes from any psychic wound that refuses to heal…’
Hello… what easier frame or phrase than thank you which requires two syllables instead of one, of course having a transitional punch that distinct that quick does shake up some idling ideas apart from whose passive potential energies acts like glue upon the cosmos left behind you sealing it in a caption called ‘past’ as referenced anchor point met by the individual you as waiting to collect up that box with an uncanny seeming of random things to a naked selfless soul whose “i” wanders about with no absolute definition of structure or home without building upon personal concepts of its Here and Now as presence has dictated, but don’t go so hastily before eye pronounce these symbols as words in motion to access a non-exclusive state as stellar freedom the illusion makes us out not to be because …
‘…damage and debris flying every which way but correctly in senseless brutality of bro-magnon days, as glorious dark ages briefly glimpsed through an empirical modern spotlight that shines upon those who will not obey the tracts and treaties or the beatings from malicious sources soured on social functions long ago thanks to their sadistic egos left unchecked for far too long instead of worshiping a solid sense of responsibility to be inherited from unlikely ancestors utilizing ancient protocols to dismantle the misconstrued re-appropriation and corruption…’ – out of Context
‘…in the common magic of the everyday signals and symbols that used to lose us now project a sense of danger in the wake of strangers being able to have their way with you as me exploiting our states of vulnerability by taking it upon themselves that possess such twisted wills to power to inflict as much manipulation as a social structure can take before it breaks as bad as the people whom make up this series of systems all interconnected yet never quite interdependent of each other because of a reliance of human beings doing whatever they have acting in order to receive anything they can from the inner workings of a competitive nature built by human though not always a humane ideal…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…into a new stellar form beyond these dimensional limitations, words are used as a synthesis between hearty gravel of a physical world with that of a conscious mind where ideas are shaped and fomented into artifact once creation has begun to weave together constituent parts and particles into a new whole yet to be exploited by the human cadavers who resemble doctors and scientists still biased enough to resist a collective progress forward for the minutes they last to command power from nature and the cosmos unknown… servile versions of humanity thanks to an abuse of scientific methods early on in this societal history practicing many different ideologies before trying to be corrected by unifying works of more remarkably compassionate effort made facts…’
‘…all games in the death arcade, debts accumulating quickly whilst caught mass debating to point of debilitating rhyme and reason over the surge forward to condemn and conquer with localized attacks on character and misconceptions circulated around speaking within symbols allowed by some kind of murder mouth manipulating through words of doubt triggering opposition in the minds, this antagonism makes an electric renaissance to create things as tensions raise and writhe among society’s variety of opinion and seething criticism welded at the hip to tragically hop on any bandwagon as trojan horse myth to convert subterfuge used to pervert…’ – out of Context
‘…something passing for freedom into the hierarchy sacred above many other variable rungs of fortune torture and disaster consequence while innocently challenging fears by trying to discover courage through the mighty pen as priceless power totem that is capable of shattering constrictive form, modeled upon a classical line of tradition while a crude manifest destiny crammed with incidental drama crossed and conflicted intentions especially when coming to conclusions presented as though facts that seem to bias information toward one slide or another into inevitable arguments that ensue once heated debate can churn the most neutral topics into frothing dark waters…’- out of Context
‘…what can a creature such as this fortuitous narrator mutating through phases of phrasing without much consistency to bridge the gaps that convey this information to you from me what do you see when this voice chimes in with every word read, possibly a picture describing the indescribable of biblical proportions though no legend from which to guide yourself to these words maybe if you had met me we could know this for fact and not sabotage or camouflage the truth with misconception and mythic exaggeration laying a heavy hand on our heads as children and into our minds as adulterated products of a society the localized individual does not wholly speak for…’ – out of Context.