out of Context – ‘…at best in Here, illuminatus trilobites caught helpless as the fossil record grooves as it slowly plays over time only audible enough to hear whispers from that cryptid performance piece called civilization taking on many phases and ornate forms as yet explained that exist while stuck in the daze and haze of mourning sickness not acknowledging the grief of loss so overwhelming yet repetitive to the point of depressing expectations of failure and being corrected if wrong in levels of severity depends upon the perpetrator whose delight must be in making others suffer as they believe they must have which makes them more untrustworthy… criminal cash crop of humans born and raised under loose loyalty to the state they believe they live within interpreted in many ways that differ and then direct us the opposite…’
out of Context – ‘…just the strange quarks in the Out There somewhere vacantly awaiting some sign or signal from the depths that will cradle the need for safety without cutting us off from the rest of existence whose tension arises out of sheer ego death transparently wailing out banshee-like cries into the vastness of night its omnipresent form trying to hold parts of our demeanor aloft though too much as Icarus lifted toward the sun as solar demon burning him dead with the brilliance thus fixated upon, flying towards an inevitable danger under unenviable circumstances as the pressure only grows from there into something one cannot fully define without experience establishing certainty…’
out of Context;
‘all the moving parts used to sustain oneself in the life journey shared yet separate for us all, but now amplified when the mind has its representative in your ear as then that quietest unheard voice lending advice on what to do and how to do it the right way right away leads instead of procrastinating over the hodgepodge of rotten details that taints our fury with madness at the being of treated unfairly with all the same symptoms of people shitting in our mouths as telling you any truth…’
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‘until one gets there at the end of the road where the scholars go for a sit and a drink… the myths are at times distinct and related between guests on this strange passage of humanity from one life to the next in some weird quick succession as we seem to alternate between the rigid systems and loosen the anarchy to recreate this ideal brand of almost reliable elements with an energy to be as the tearing wraps that barely kept the gifts in check by the consumptive measured ploys accepted by the rabid shoppers…’
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‘keeping humanity in the dark is no solution for this paper-mache propaganda governments use to drywall over what is real outside of this incestral system of ‘kill or be killed’ mentality, overwhelmed with the war nerve that twitches like a trigger clicking in place to fire off the shots that figure into a ‘Juarez (read: war is) hell’ actuality of what we have Here today… eight murders a day, and still none the wiser for all the loss of life yet in the way, as the ‘Merikan monstar crawls through the sewers of policy to lobby for laws that restrict and disenchant the massive human machine that works on blood sweat and tears to build a world beyond fears and guilt and shame for years to come…’