out of Context – ‘…marginalized by the systems programmed bias as waves of automatic adapts to the manual transmission… feeding these diseases to each other in seasonal viral catastrophe while culling the herd mentality as much immunity against the fickle fingered fate of nature versus community if one could ever find any that suits them personally perusing through stored glimpses stolen through windows of the soul eyes glittering alluringly suspending disbelief in the inevitable tragedy that arrives Here without much fanfare only gawking and stares glaring in horror at what may appear likened to trainwreck in slow motion or accident waiting to happen standing off to the side until timing is right citing past calamity to frenzy our appetites, accumulated disposable continuum built for destruction pressurized by peers constructively creative with our nastiness…’
out of Context – ‘…having enough wits to promote survival in grotesque conditioning environments that can never let up or go but allowed only to be getting worse as rashes of moments misinformed and hastily defined get dismissed stashing incredible substance behind what is judged as merely gossamer or aesthetic dressings to make something look better or disguised as different things to denote transition, of seasonal debris and distort perception detritus collected in great heaping grasps of ritual devotion as failed to pass but what comes through true is another sadistic demarcation of annual annulment before cycles refresh getting more real within the parameters of change from doubt into hope somehow sanctified in this process achieving through naive perceptions inside the lonely individuals housing duties of duality within oneself to personal detriment those ends without entropy…’
‘…searching for personal truth as much exit strategies and covert schemes as knowing from below though unwilling to see it or achieve it because as human animals it is so alien to be conscious Here foreign fantastic and frightening delivered by unstable voyaging hundreds of years ago dressed in our ancestors tossed around rag dolls in dark cargo holds that it is an ultimate reminder for all of us to share the ride without apprehension about disturbing established stable conditions whose peace remains as temporary regard for everything shifting romantic idealized models, for those practical sometimes do maintenance requiring that we update and upgrade our perceptions separately and as whatever whole glory collectively instead of those diametrically opposed to one another vibrating at various frequencies whose states of the immediate makes them obnoxious people…’ – out of Context
‘…once the parts resume the whole purposefully fulfilling physical orientation within an indirect world inundated with multiple forward motions spilling out into these streets, seemingly at random though only from the outside curious tourists attempting to understand what defies logic Here superseded by impulse in a sense meant to break through monotonous routine and behavior shattering with precision the calcified portions preventing expression or inspirations keeping the minds from being open moved in this particular journey by the Muse whose passions are the fuse in confusion igniting as much uniting the untied ends loosed by passing forces unaware of their effects upon others even from at a distance we hear and are become echoes reflecting and reflected by culture as it tries continuing, the perfected narrative initiating prospective devotees to the epic saga…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…system stirring up entrapment for another generative sequence fascinated effect with all the variables in action circulating energy and substance cosmologically as contained in various boxes reinforced so they do not break thus letting loose change and stochastic process setting mutating patterns in motion as though they could never stop and have always been with this liminal caption of the cosmos constantly reproducing beginners, the machinery and its mission we have called nature for centuries relying on the assumption of an anthropomorphic feminine energy whose fury we have had to contend with those who deem themselves winners and conquerors of human shapes and civilizations with questionable civility until timelines recombined onto this planet assumed unplanned as we see stretches far beyond before us as much as after us appealing to forces within our vicinity…’
out of Context – ‘…frustrated enough to take it out on anything and anyone besides ourselves crossing that line without knowing it the worst pain smarts teaching lessons when suffering strikes suddenly invoking a source immediate to reticent invocations because there is palpable fear and dread, manuscripts of the damned dead and determined to at least pull things through the passage of rites by insurgence prompting uncertain interment buried alive medieval torments obscuring translation appropriate to revising segments into viable constructs siphoning from our inherent ability to reverse our thoughts and adapt or deduce through reason and logic what initially separates us static brutes lined up armed and hired to not be human acting under orders to be organic equivalent of calmly and carefully assessing the situation on a case by case basis instead broken by an ill-conceived bias…’
out of Context – ‘…overlooking what collected visions we have Here as though anything like us has that command various elementary forces attached to conventional supervisory puppet strings contrary to what imagination can conceive because there is nothing cool or badass about standing out like we think drunk on thinking convinced we should be something new more novel than we are still larval and hatching out of the trap others have made for us seeing wave functions, magical reality perhaps before they may even appear to collapse surpassed by the collective disbelief that enchants all other reality to stay banal something conforming to ideas that work against us and our progress beyond the awareness of infants instead barely the quaint antiquity we thought it would be in the room of elephants alarming but to remove the glass ceiling…’
out of Context – ‘…trading apothecary for the white sterile lab coating taking you as scientist and calling you melvins testing, boundaries openings closings gaps and assumptions all variables are home to something different another apex predator in our midst somewhere in the Out There perhaps as far flung futures invested in by someone somehow biding their time on this planet knowing or expecting different results from the vanity of their insanity projected outward hitting others sometimes with severe impairments if the calculations are off but still there is the need nay necessity for more testing even if complicated with sad feelings and the fact that we are all experimental guinea pigs to certain degree scared upon entering the system, like proper specimens yet we require an optimal delusion more than optical illusions tickling trickery into our strange assumptions…’
‘…wavelengths and pathways of which we have most familiarity threaded within a cosmic digital tapestry such as this recreating what was previously thought or taught always in motion to define what remains leaving more questions, Here are few answers universal in their application though people will try coveting ideas by any means necessary to them to siphon what actually an idea can evolve into actively acting on various points and principles to reference and experience a larger picture than what may have first appeared barring logic from the sensations until such a time that analysis is detrimental to the magic but instrumental in discovering the layers that science can readily inhabit taking original sources to splice ends by twisting them woven tightly fashioning as ties that bind their stories together no matter how disparate separately…’ – out of Context
‘…communication that doesn’t fit or hit some animalistic core of the corporeal forms carrying these attitudes wherever willing to go as aspects of self encountered when least expecting of something other upon the ephemeral periphery correlating perhaps to a sunset on the horizon cheapened cliches as beautiful art over the ages we have lived and keep living surging ahead through heavy meditations contemplating this machine and how it moves vacillating a stark contrast between efficiency and sheer mayhem causing mutations of variables to extend Here in intimate immediacy of moments as they inevitably pass, through us plunging the depths where we never crept until beckoned by the spirit that shades the indefinable labelled as a soul leading us to understand less through blind acceptance than a thorough embrace of all things we cannot control…’ – out of Context