‘…others together sharing in the same patterns rather than hold them inside overtly cautious enough to forego obsequies scary and obsequious risks unseen by those not part of some local structure familial density primeval evidence as rivals of destiny old obscenery at our core collective Here assimilated as we are meeting the slow disintegration within us perpetual fixation when everything seems inevitable eventually from this distance submitting to pragmatic social mechanics between sense and reference as psychosomatic metaprogramming in some instances Here cauterized by capitalistic coercion becoming burnt offerings, cesspool seneschals wading through the filth and dread accumulated dredge and social sewage left from past despots reigns of terror where idiots like us are required to prove their worth through the ritual disfigurement called life…’ – out ov Context
out ov Context – ‘…seeking their fortunes much as we felled from imperceptible aliens to these humanoid forms grasping at straw men faulty arguments towering opinions of toxic phallic symbol inasmuch whose machismo fades quickly space-time continuum funereal blues when intrusive at worst, resistance is fuel for the starving systems in place the entropy of random variables Here information theory attempting encapsulation of terms and services conditional mood wandering scarred by the questions without solutions the average level of uncertainty machines of loving grace upon battlefields already domesticated now manipulated for their topical resources typical conflicts that enslave us undermines shared spaces where we sit typing away necessary data entry withering in front of screens fraught restless and struggling against distractions nervously harshing our mellow…’
‘…lives in Here taking everything for granted while saying we take nothing of the benefits doubt caging contentment with various parameters society reinforces attention to detail scaling things larger and higher until the inevitable fall altered aspects in abject dropping into collapse because there is nowhere else to go without eyes hindsight in the backs of our heads may be able to correct petty mistakes if we acknowledge their presence an ability as often gifted us to learn from our old value, judgments lead the way forward inherent stupidity also known as the ‘was-dumb’ though in the weak vowel merger our mumble sleeves make when fabricated consent contains human sublimation subjected to generations of subjugation constrained into containers of flesh and blood Here left alone to fuck around and find out for ourselves…’ – out ov Context
out ov Context – ‘…leaping out of the baggage obsessed over semantic civilizations more than romantic ticking time bomb tableau of truth trees growing from logical ashes and rust dressed in dangerous fetters and fetishes dancing around the fires left burning once inspiration was finally ignited further rendering the fat of the land nullified by will of men Here dealing with emotional logic can be far more difficult complex and nuanced than systems of certainty whose spirit remains broken by debt requiring community and humanity rather than those maxims of conquerors having long left this heathen earth to ones with herd mentality, product commodification found fascinating enough to dismiss any interpersonal programming one has undertaken to be better than previous incarnations lacerated by years of tumult as much success that each carve out their pound of flesh…’
…no one seems to care at all in this day and age of urgency gone critical so critically in a social way that betrays us every day we are awake and dreaming for a better future but never comes Here to stay only to play with itself through us as puppets organized as organically craving the intermission of our pleasures finally reaching detrimental tainted toxic impressions impersonating human made to mock social awareness while also exploiting its artificial abilities washing away things that do not feed the variance of this all-go-riddim its supply and demand diet of craved information carving, through personal data as though only binary code in numbers and letters of computing languages alone, achieving aspects until now stuck as dreams revealed to manifest later on beyond whatever psyche keyed to certain vibrations and frequencies to compel …
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…’
‘…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 …