out of Context;
‘time wears us all down to our last nervous fiber of energy, it is us who has the taste for this ichor of filth in mouth even as we claim godliness next to cleanliness to some extreme cliched faithless tips for living straight… which is next to impossible in this state of displaced ideas and the memes on parade through whatever means that are necessary to us at the period when an act meets its completion through the hands and feelings of humanity, and then it is always on to the next task without a moment’s hesitation ideally…’
out of Context;
‘it is us that see them as it is they that see us so clearly and yet so distinctly alien as we touch another realm of time set in existence where there were few things that went as expected in the greater whole that we know in the Now that we summon from nothing, the parts are all Here just floating and streaming through our heads in holographic fragments waiting for us to get a clue into tapping our personal threads of Self to unify as opposed to nullify the threshold of destiny in overprotective and zealous acts…’
out of Context;
‘the fear of mistake is what makes us repeat things that defeat ourselves even as a population like this allows for mistakes to happen naturally because of an idea such as total certainty as so certainly absurd… the false face first through the open window of opportunity for the time being as though there were always a guarantee of substance to be delivered on the other side of that thing crawling through the desert of the real built by the hands long deceased but committed to the labor, a spiritual foundation as represented by the symbolism of the buildings and archived philanthropy in the semi-religious writ of all previous generations who figure they are somehow linked with the greater understanding of everything…’
out of Context;
‘concrete straight jacket restrictions implying that only a specific number of lives may ever be saved as from presupposed apocalypse death of the earth and everything on it is still as yet completely absurd and without end it seems… the slow stoned mind comes to perceive these things in ways that are distracting from the normal scope of the accepted average that finds a mantelpiece glory at the drop of a hat in the entertainment ecology blinding its denizens with such dark lights as revealed bouncing from such abyssal features reaching to cannibalize the meat of the issues surrounding our thoughts, we make ourselves empty by giving these thoughts over to the deity figured as it eats away into our field of dreams…’
out of Context;
‘the naturally cohesive and practical gone astray from the moment of ‘go’, where the confused are set against the logic of the imposing mind thriving off the siphoning from others’ glory to allow just enough space for the living to move about on what they believe is their own free will even as the energy so imbibed allows for the manipulation to go on occurring while the negative counterpoint envelopes this present paradigm with its shading and hues that imply the darkness is all there is to this game, but this is merely a blanket response in order to keep all people generally unaware by any means necessary like a direct sedation of the populace through their addictive television-watching habits as the symbols of programming that translate into entertainment capable of distracting the person any time…’
out of Context;
‘the mouth of the ouroboros spinning ’round… we ride the scales along this circular circadian trip that times our process of living and dying as well as the consequences rippling from all the actions connected to the act of being as the incarnated form of individual grows up to be the adult human sphincter closing off reality and property when it comes time to enshroud the culture in its own government so that the people can compare notes between each other, to further the flow of ideas toward something of a solution as to why this spiritual machine has become the most corrupted edifice it is today…’
out of Context;
‘society has taken its people for granted in a way that for so long has drained the spirit out of unity out of us by making us live by models proven wrong time and again… even as you think you can just sit by and witness like the regular television spectator so insidiously and subtly implanted by the system, you must realize that it is from my perspective that you are speaking now as you hear my words, but this must teach you to think about what you are hearing and must pull into focus how true these ideas are for you as individuals… very few have become “successful” in the structure without some thought put into the understanding of what they pursue…’
out of Context;
‘if only there were some cocaine in front of me in the Here and Now once more making my throat and mind numb to the hapless patterns that we all have in one way or another allowed our many selves to get encapsulated within as the drone mentality (read; static) wears simple function to its barest bones when the human is ready to become equipped for much more than task of labor alone, the animated features of the animal in the blood mingle with this human machine as it moves reinforced by the present appraisal of the world soul transitioning into a mechanistic reality that decides to provoke the fate of the human animal into knowing the position of its own end as larger cosmic bodies swiftly and fluidly swing back and forth in oblong circles rotating…’
out of Context;
‘despite living like animals on the fringe of the nowhere waiting and making those somethings that happen like swarming flies around the dead bloated corpse of a system that has become far too infested to be relied upon with certainty, when something of worth actually happens Here the flies will scatter and lay their eggs in other moist pockets where the space between lives is yet full buried under the skin of this human thing we find ourselves within by odd comparison to the other animals as in the proposed ideal “kingdom” of beasts and their more advanced counterparts, but not everyone has the destination certainly set in their mind’s eye…’
out of Context;
‘behind a mask of observation decked out in their finest threads that make no real sense except in the most archaic ways that distract away from the actuality that manifests as unmistaken reality present in every single being in the out there that ever was including myself, but i digress as we are never so limited to the roles that are inflicted upon us in annoying judgments and ignorant calls for explanation when the act is art defining itself, the parameters of the human mind are far too deep to be a simple exploration for anyone else to just automatically “get” as though understanding were simple to obtain as utilitarian tool for the mind…’