‘…parts of us crawling out for answers terminal vileness sprawling through our guts at this juncture of time and space no work to disgrace the previous steps taken moved forward appreciating the value of principles that come with this continuum churning loose constant revisions and changes putting us as a whole in a precarious position Here, leashing derision to something other than oblivion and its darkest tendrils arising from human attempts to outdo the last horrible atrocity that anyone can remember as these terrible things and issues get pivoted upon an axis of evil through human intervention done the wrong way around circulating madness and raw tensions swirling into the air infesting tainted emotions with profusely losing command over oneself while trying to remedy uncertainty in all manners of compromising situations complex and overwhelming messages…’ – out of Context
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…’
‘…your feet keep on walking urging to live but asking to die louder than hoped while doped up and choking on your own cock auto-erotic asphyxiation killed the rooster controlling the horizontal and vertical tickling the balls of eye to get climaxing out the cards for necessary goods and servicing from local escorts resorting last perhaps there are sex parlor or parkour workers on poles that strip themselves willingly of dignity obsessed with getting it on like everybody else, that is armageddon roof of the world until heaven or your guts my friends heave out everything chunky comes as capable of resolutions the only organ supporting this nuclear vitriol and whatever knots the stomach robbing us of life the vomit of gods at that vital freezing moment in time and place Here suddenly tragic…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…whimsically dancing puppet of impulse the agency of urges microbial and utterly autonomic functioning automatic meaning need no thinking to casually achieve Here what other professional intellectuals much pained being paid their worth over years, especially when it seems easy to contradict the systems you resist finding methods to automatically write parts of the brain out allowed to shart onto the page with reflex technical wisdom not wizardly behavior emulated by modern scholars who swoon over their loved tomes of lore alluring to that specially nerdy someone searching forever to acquire the skills and knowledge to tap those opening vast portals as we speak flooding us with feedback loops and noise patterns constantly anchor one to oneself located on multiple frequencies whether body or senses does not matter because of corrective offenses defenestration window…’
‘…conditions we are able to absorb bringing these consequences that manifest dementia to our personal doorstep threshold packaged facts of disorder causing us to wince and whine before accepting fate, calamity reclaiming coming second to a second coming from where is up for lessons that humble the one espousing them amongst their followers Here trying to find the correct steps as perfectionist worshiping perfection as if it could ever physically manifest as an existent deity overseeing the forward momentum of humanity in as a species progresses throughout the journey laid bare by astringent magics of physics and science following the trail of natural mysteries as though mystical superstition to be debunked from a social bunker in case these topics were to explode or sensitively misconstrued in all the wrong ways, shrapnel bathing us for days…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…in this life fixated on pursuing stability to survive before happiness even enters pleas affording us opportunities to trade personal sacrifice for success, though what wealth does this formula allow but that which is still held by supervisory authority artificially managing numbers behind the screen intellect at interface stations Here glimpsing brightness before skittering away into routine once again foreshadowed by creature comforts and adapting individual habits around access to savage instruments challenging what resting laurels then populates with that succotash suffering rehashed against better judgments crutches if you can find them abuse then binds them leaning on someone else to support oneself through the damaged goods and services acquired inconvenience baggage undesirable by average taste the critical extensions hasting sudden onset of repulsion…’
‘…in magical realism to some extent that tries to coexist with impotent though awkwardly still highly offensive tactics triggering disgust in hosts of organisms Here transcending their animal urgency, over time we succeed though while inside our cocoon state molting mutating and manifesting differently than when we first arrived to vulnerability dying off into instances of shambolic sham shamanism credited to imaginary characters pulled out from our own psyches Here effectively interpreting for ourselves whatever materials we have at hand attempting to achieve some lasting impression upon this convoluted circulation decrepit in maintaining items of its necessity producing concepts into artifacts dropped into the markets causing crippling ripples through the systems attached to the information passed around shifting meaning as it passes hands minding its business…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…gatekeepers and key masters but forgetting the locksmith knows best fair prices for necessary features upon boxes and cages required to hold objects as much subjects objectified by those who own them, tensions high sticking random forks in it offensive weight swaggers because fuhk this white noise projecting out scaring those strung taut enough with hatred and resentment illegitimate static cling attaching harbingers of destruction to such demure and unassuming aspects ready to trigger the catalytic act of cataclysm redeeming everyone with the same fate timing out expressions of length and clockwork efficiency channeling something other than this through our words and actions running parallel to abstractions interpreted this way made for the sake of argument presenting enough fuel for mass debate to obscure the intentions or reasons for searching out truth… trite…’
‘…to get the most tantalizing pieces exposed triggering attraction in some and repulsion from others seeding future conflicts unless dialogue can quash those societal missteps managed haphazardly by many materialist regimes leaving damage, motivational speaking through moralistic tendencies catch up with the perpetrator pushing their ulterior agendas through well-paid agents used as meat puppets to intentionally sabotage or dupe social mores when these folkways are ways of thinking acting and behaving in social groups which are agreed upon by the massive in units appropriate for their age and time and place in society as it evolves parallel to the advancements that humanity continues to discover or recover however the case may be true fashioned in relative issues and tissues connecting the dots as well as ourselves together familial jurisdiction raising questions…’ – out of Context
“Happiness is a how; not a what. A talent, not an object.”
~Hermann ‘Karl’ Hesse; german-swiss poet, novelist and painter.