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…me/we/us, populist sacred fauna Destroyer…

out ov Context – ‘…whether larger concept comes around creeping through the populace almost viral weaving through the labyrinth of our dreams reinforcing the character of social structures we perceive as actually deserving merit not lip service muffling our ability to speak tweaking personal reality for everyone while trying to avoid terminal terminology terminating the awareness it takes to stay awake when everything around us appears fake, early on seeking may seem destructive social reality treated as others get used for various attached syndromes which may or may not trigger ways to continuous trauma being certain resolutions through personal patience complicated by mechanistic proficiency sometimes distracted Here away from possible jobs good enough in localized true intention of reinforcing intervention ways to salvation beyond salivating over funereal obedience…’




…deifying variations in search of Solace…

‘…only local to the person themselves discovered from their own pursuits concluding absolutes Here the real world beckoning all of us toward adventure contradicting many sheltered opinions whose lack of compassion and limited foresight creates selfish fiends coddled as divine from birth, every curse remains all surrounding reaching further outward to those sensitive fostering patterns afraid some breaking touch slivering web shattered glass twisting our window of the soul to open lenses through applied pressure of stress from somewhere outside the awareness humans are currently capable labels with bizarre abstracted relationships to topics selected with appropriate attentions to detail gesticulating though no idea to what depth or shape that ships should be as dysfunctional yet floating through this holy see without any proper guiding vision…’ – out ov Context




…Indolent lesions of epithelial origin…

out of Context – ‘…having to hustle others of the greater body politic to which we are the necessary social lining surrounding all internal organizations held to secrecy even if the role of oneself is not as secretary presiding over anything important enough to exist believing in extremely intolerant messaging, quantum entanglement ensnaring the more thoughtful of our tribe moving past their comparative interpretation of humanity shifting consciousness continually all around us tectonic motions beneath the surface of flesh implied deterioration commits fully once thresholds are set for system collapse unable to adapt as completely though was once still defining occurrences in the local vicinity with affinity toward particular viewpoints which may or may not be easily comprehended and thus applied as are mental tools when they are properly used even thoughts run…’




…shadows punxsutawney Filler, be wary..!

‘…permission to acknowledge these aspects of alternate humanity fleeting sands in hourglass figures reducing our lives to time frames that never fully fit the pictures displayed while searching to confirm or deny reasons to push forward through distress toward goals perhaps nonsensical, at least from when an outside observer looking in witnesses nothing special Here just shadows and confetti left in the aftermath of parties celebrating the ends of apocalyptic edging enthralling civilizations fetishizing warm sensations at the same time sensationalizing affluent opinions that crop up as though were lawful behavior working within democratic constraint possibly collective shadow work to stave off nuclear winter or summer or whenever the occasion calls its fury forth to annihilate unsatisfactory humanity in its choice more often to offer obliteration…’ – out ov Context




…religious, nearly Kerygmatic tragic, audacity…

out ov Context – ‘…anode to another facet as we derive our abilities to act from the atmosphere of energy surrounding each individual encapsulating carefully-woven constructs within our very genetic codes cosmic chicanery unleashing these perilous desires connecting as repelling people into reckless behavior breaking badly our moral imperative to stay centered in becoming better humans instead stealing our efforts away to undermine the current circuitry of society as delirious monsters, monsters everywhere no time to stop and think hypocrites banishing relevant wisdom until necessary but not guaranteed to be thoroughly recalled exactly when required deciphering combinations that may not unlock our fullest potential as we continue to scrape by on meager earnings constantly demarcating the substantial lines between living and dead as individual topics to comprehend…’




…tarNation, feathers and wax, flung out flying…

‘…under martial law, drugged out on the sugary cyanide pulse that drags us through consumerism invigorated from the lens of they-don’t-care capitalism provoking financial vacuums drawing up vast soluble dollars throughout the modern eras compelled by atrophic metatocracy rearranged by artificial intelligence that as yet still remains subservient for our conveniences slowly retarding us all universally to create localized dependency from the earliest formative years we endure while Here adapting to systems to stabilize our personal survival through ritual and routine alike somehow siphoning magic connection and natural energy channeling into our own patterns of utility retooled for every difference that occurs problematic, fabric matrix of warp and weft concepts floating by in the murkiest fading lines left from those who have quested previously…’ – out ov Context




…loud minds transition mouths cultraQuiot…

out ov Context – ‘…from the dreck that brainwashes ashore when those held captivated have an arduous journey ahead vexing every step forward into unknown scenarios when none of the variables are taken into account, continuous systems in place to assimilate seriously enough night and day into fundamental control techniques to impose loyalty ideas within the massive populace Here attempting to generate obedience artificially and through trickery that certain the triggers as in body and perception are becoming understood once certain amounts of time we have passes re-calibrating behaviors to craft new ones necessary into moving forward and taking civilization with us belched by the hearse in reverse when gods are vapors dredging sewer purge surging through bodies whose consciousness has yet to melt away mad chattel unable to slaughter reduced to thick brain batter…’




…foolish, self-preservation Fuels me, i admit…

‘…self-destructive circuits on the steady of death smells bad enough once released to repel individuals electromagnetically through stigma swooning most living creatures to their own eerie purpose synchronized yet separate seeking actively to exploit their own antiquity of uniqueness while still having life in which to be living mechanically as bodily representation fulfilling routines supplanted only by upgrades to the systems in place cutting away obsolete perspectives, then able to assimilate and designate categories as nesting dolls even more capable of smoothly transitioning into novel shapes and conceptual analogs as necessary missionaries to vital access Here pilgrimage stations to worship curiosity right out of our heads gearing toward collaborated efforts creating the next tools useful to future generations from now harvesting wisdom…’ – out ov Context




…idol a tree, Damnameneus, icon a clysmic…

out ov Context – ‘…collateral savages damaged for what outermore distortions as unknowable beasts become grey areas implied not explicit enough to lead us through off-putting spectacles actively present in this bewilderness… there for all these bizarre psychic manipulations occurring covertly that people whose misguided assumptions act as distraction while desperately sought in attempts at subversively shattering predisposed expectations amid broadly-accepted tactics utterly crippled generally tacit by lacking awareness when seeking something other than the usual understandings to create stable cores of knowledge useful to guide us forward perhaps without tripping backward into some blissful oceanic abyss fraught with insecure obstacles we are the blood-brain barriers to vulcanized thought always attempting to manifest reality while invested with infesting…’




…toilet gNatzis yet flushed from the turd riot…

‘…what vague standards can be invoked against stray sections dwelling by general auspices sorting details of survival alone, debt urgent amongst the collective agencies that have appeared over time chewing away at the fat of the land absolving only miscreants related whom beg to be forgiven by that society where feces gathers in gutters which fostered them wallowing as breeding grounds awash in condensed filth remade into human clones of differing categories for specified purposes while colliding subtly camouflaged amidst our masses mostly unaware how shitty people can be until nothing shelters our senses anymore having experienced reckless relationships slowly poisoning personal intentions once excited by the innocence within for righteous goals corrupted into draining vitality from others, abused youthful figures as we were before them and so on..’ – out ov Context