out of Context;
‘the metaphysical data just below the heart, and on fire with the friction of every day as the dynamo spins… propaganda urges pushing and tempting the people to terrorize themselves by their own hands, stalking a populace made for management and manual labor, and the hooves of the devilry ruling with cackling madness simulation of royalty… compulsion of derision for the under classed and downtrodden as they spray into the streets for a fix of the good life, but to each unique required step to reach the dream, there are many who would wish to see the other plummet to their death… there is never quite so complete an ending to any life, but how many of us held captive really live through this thing called ‘existence’?…’
out of Context;
‘the muse rendered through a sick infatuation, but yet the muse reappears again in disguise of mirth and a-muse-ment… the raptures of laughter in a simple place… let the sick who want to eat, chew, and let the the masques of the mighty fall by the wayside as the giants loose themselves upon this collapsing cage built through fears… the energy to suffuse the panic and public opinion of the people with a dedicated circuit that loops over and over until the switch is turned off by a licensed technician, or the use of a shamanic position to quell the fury of by gods unleashed through the manic, spastic memes viral like disease to assume there is meaning or proof…’
out of Context;
‘boiled to the surface by the heated debate between sources of authority, and movements made in err to be judged harshly in scapegoat willingness to become the wrong one, and swallowing those half-masticated lies force-fed our way by the brain dead despised with rhetoric lives…’
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‘for the greater purpose of understanding the work as well, finding it necessary to track the challenges as well as the ideas in order to gradually learn what to do what feels right… the last of the seven day struggle is basically a freedom-to-relish period in the artistic vision, perhaps relaxing with more magical rites in chaos or playing along to the stereo, but there is no limit to what experimental charge can be conceived… this leaves the system open to any definition…’
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‘to give up too quickly is “retard”, or i’m sorry, to be retired… making us no better than any other moron among us, which we are anyway you slice it even if you defend yourself otherwise, and nearly everyone seems utterly blocked by this polarity of spirit… to move too quickly in a direction you wish uses velocity of state to make one numb enough to understand the new information, but polarizes those who have no idea of the range of experience within their vapid opinions based upon other opinion yet still, it seems as though no two ends of the same scaled and visualized spectrum would be able to be connected… however, it is this bizarre attraction between the opposites that literally reacts by pulling their frequencies together…’
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‘the foolish aspect to this reality we hold so dear is necessary as unforgivable as stupidity can be, it is a needed element in the acceptance of reality for what it is, but it would only seem as if we dance to the pied piper on the surface of the thought… only confronting the rare issues head-on, but it takes a certain quality of graceful instinct for courtesy and respect to move before your assumptions, the magic comes later and of a timing specific all its own… the binary sequence radiating throughout us all and our cosmic knowledge, the elements of physics and the fantastic display of reality…’
out of Context;
‘the retrolink jerking-off in the sinking grave god gave him, at last trying to reveal a past some sense of the spectral anchor, but fighting back the mortal yearn for connection seems antithetical to the human condition… may the false fates first move out of the skeletal antechamber that is my head, to grasp another possible belief in reality fostered by the words and truths of other people in relatively similar situations, but always under the generally upheld auspice of the human being… an organism both mammal and lizard, as the hot courses against the cold in rivers within the soul…’
out of Context;
‘relinquishing humanity for the opinion of profit at the price of indentured obligation… the mainstream mysticism of humanity is blistered and purged of real genuine courtesy, and this is why we lose respect for our ancestors and nature altogether, this is a dim pre-apocalypse mood i have catered to in making the choice to see the negative strings sometimes more than any others in relation to making things work… seated in a biased basis of hypnotic manipulations and gyrations…’
out of Context;
‘even the punks can’t keep a shaved head, the yoke of the establishment holds on tight once it has you teased and believing the lies that it wants you to think, but the rebellion decries this subtle and steady appropriation for the gains of demographic soothsayers to begin by stabbing god money right in the third eye…’
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‘i myself am a hypo-radical, always an ignorant retrolink at one aspect on a spectrum of extremes, but objectively aware of what i am and usually too critical of that being in motion… contemplating the memes as they stir one out of control, insufferable mountains from mole hills arranged and then staged as to look accidental, and that is the hairy-tainted deal my friendly devotees… the incomplete me, that incidental activist of the lowest common denominator made flesh, blood and bone…’