out of Context – ‘…where better people should be working to advance the quality of life while still living in it as real time manifestations nervously breaking through to great disturbance in the forces surrounding us and our steady pursuits… trying to move through moot miasma dense with these collected dreads and fears advancing far further as these metastasize through society and culture infectiously traveling between us all given enough time lapse singular signals moving distinctly about sorting through the sands of time perhaps picturing each crystal in its finite size actually larger enough to fit many things into a physical memory in this instance each batch of memories contained in a brain equals a grain without doubt occurring with some glitches where erratic charge ends up working against that grain of this world to disastrous result…’
‘…the sun is a star of cold dead light that burns our eyes so conflicted by what we have seen and will likely see shed revealing disguises instead of an actual hand behind the curtain leading to rescue from this cesspit strayed voices in the darkest reaches that scream of god as a cold dead light that sends our emotions and intelligence into hypocryphal tensions fricticious extensions stranger than fiction to breakdown and nervously takeover remainders the leftovers of a digestive nature as apocryphal tendencies toward hypocrisy when crisis cannot be avoided much longer through harrowing blight of the metaliminal… spaces within spaces that do not appear as though to take up any space no matter how large the containers can be perceived to be from the inside out allowing a completely different perspective…’ – out of Context
“I’m kind of a sloppy feminist. Any ideology makes me a little nervous because there’s some point where it doesn’t allow for the complexity of things.”
~Kim ‘Althea’ Gordon; american musician, singer-songwriter and artist.
out of Context – ‘…conflicting us yet further still sometimes to darker places to hit wrong as long as we allow ourselves to retrieve the inner child to act like babes in the woods lost until we are ravished and our blood feeds the soil darker still for these years go by so unafraid of twisting us in such awful ways played… as games we shun being played by others who build terror and tension in equal strands of threatening haste implied copy and paste emotions officiating over real ones accumulating as a counterpoint flushing past a wall unseen except by those whose experience dictate and register such discoveries before others in the material universal finding stable footing while beings versus a psychic leak doing its best to emit vital fluids and knowledge into the abyss that stares back…’
‘…vital parts of self as time wears on critical of our dramatics constrain dynamically by contrary forces from any official sources forward movement manifesting a capable gravity well of souls which powers we exploit are drawn deliberately rejecting sophisticated techniques because of a difficult stigma we all appear smothered with it as chalk outlines marking the restrained bodies Here pained faces have managed to gather as witnesses to the next events whatever they may be affecting are larger scope of traits attesting to humanity being able to further on in their collected journey expecting, and wanting for levity to carriage us all away from our fears and dread to suspend the psychic sacrificing on the cake mad from human blood and bone ashes and guts allowed to coagulate and create an ominous stench…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…to service as ants on the surface superficially-yielding to the hyper-aware hallucinations that serve as any god Here, farming for nutrients warped by a prodigal sun that shines only half the day away while darkness triggers the rest of us at night to run and hide our face from occluded mobs whose mentality expresses the spectrum of offensive behaviors trying their best to escape from the walking living vessels Here consuming the fate they have been allowed to create whether spawned from hostile parents rendered inert from the structural analysis moving corporeal autolysis into digestive phage regurgitating to reincorporate elements that would otherwise resurface as denatured aspects corrupted by mankind’s cruelty reshaping nature into his own grotesque image, even if that means a toxic appearance harbinger of the horrors to come…’
‘…the naive to the willfully ignorant denizens grouped to gather Here in what seems like random intervals of collusion and collision creating series of juxtaposed and compromising situations while under constraint of cannibal duress facing chafed opposition wrought Here by mere shadows hinting at some sinister appearance teased around every corner through mighty internal exposition utilized to explain, whatever there will be has been already as energy constantly cycles in a connected collection of parts speculative in their mixture as the variations ebb and flow upon threads bared by the cosmic winds winding down occasionally while other things such as fluids have their own dynamics to be aware of in subtle patterns as pheromones and signals the human body emits naturally though unnaturally omitted…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…the efforts of trapping something inspiring while hoping minuscule molecules might be as positively-charged ion or a ‘cation’ on at the end of terms such as complication or incantation utilized Here to manifest what it is words can create beyond our heads counting on cognizant awareness seeking out that which is going on right now though cannot always be counted in, everything having a physical chemistry that identifies itself through the inertia provoked into motion soaked in our own unique perspective acting as prime directive throughout most of our lives we think we are living really enchanted phrases phasing out periods of time totally subjective in ability to isolate and dictate commands extending off as charges of lightning sending signals along the nervous system of this meat machine…’
‘…mating futility with progress to adapt others to this orientation of all roles in the future serving the systems at work making better places for all of us to submit ourselves in loyalty to figures of insensitivity trying to turn the tides of warfare against the civilians as though they were aliens to be exterminated by the harshest possible means necessary at the disposal of those beings set with the task creating burnt offerings… grotesque sacrifice accepted by equally twisted versions of gods taking their powers for granted because rules apply Here and nowhere else as strictly that adherence to these tools is praised by the others in charge and otherwise as is the general evidence most evident in the eyes of others choosing to worship fragile ego gods who do not care for them…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…we inhabit Here figured perhaps too gritty, to endure very long indeed one needs constitutions that will bare the weight of every person that pledges their own loyalty and savvy to the table of debates with the massive curious what other avenues of context and concept can be fulfilled in real time where substance allows us to commit such heinous acts that later require someone to rescind our previous points of view to not fall prey to becoming exiled for our prescriptive perspective pushing boundaries like creepy buttons calling out predatory humans who don’t deserve to interact with possible victims without proper supervision keeping the wolves at bay, edges of fate too sharp to play with by hand in these woeful ways unknown until they are to be causing harm that remain difficult to heal…’