out of Context – ‘…a spiritual trap engineered by fiends from the end of the story thinking through the void that they can manipulate this reality by tapping into ego weakness to strengthen their forces behind us while attaching with the persuading threats cannon fodder martyrdom to all creatures as we act out these predetermined roles that sacrifice is noble in bleak melodramatic dioramas of trauma lessons that never seem to lessen the damage done even once the dark catalyst is gone transmogrified into a different form that can easily be surmised to leave a shadow or stain on one’s soul inspiring the worst echoes from any psychic wound that refuses to heal…’
‘…such gone government and connected ruling classes as all-encompassing state of entrapment, trying to find some ships the shape of which ruler needs to measure our stability against upheaval carried over from periods medieval to our more modern aspects of evil that continue for such actions Here to set our paths against each other without questioning the motives accentuating a negative tendency commanding the chance to release into the world with dead set savage certainty on real mayhem to bend the curve to fit any agenda as agreed upon by calculated statements…’ – out of Context
Hello… what easier frame or phrase than thank you which requires two syllables instead of one, of course having a transitional punch that distinct that quick does shake up some idling ideas apart from whose passive potential energies acts like glue upon the cosmos left behind you sealing it in a caption called ‘past’ as referenced anchor point met by the individual you as waiting to collect up that box with an uncanny seeming of random things to a naked selfless soul whose “i” wanders about with no absolute definition of structure or home without building upon personal concepts of its Here and Now as presence has dictated, but don’t go so hastily before eye pronounce these symbols as words in motion to access a non-exclusive state as stellar freedom the illusion makes us out not to be because …
out of Context – ‘…what other cankerous chances have we got while Here waiting too much then anticipating some kind of substantial trust in humanity even when perceived as the enemy on some days more than others that might affect as happiness but without the hassle of hot pursuits through loosed turned goose chase or leper-conned gold to be culled out of the ends of rainbows broken by rancid machine in flux spitting acid and dry acrid flame on to err in ways that currently reign down enough damage to soon make us all crypto-zoological levels of incubated mutation over time to be harvested once our individual uses within a localized paradigm gets deprived and timed out…’
‘…absolution rests somewhere within these bottled charges of lightning, perhaps the laying on of hands to type and contextualize these thoughts ranging from obscenity and extremity to a mediocrity or mundane space that resides inside that dark core between our ears and eyes reflecting whatever dark matter lies outside as well conquering our fears and the darkness that captures our attentions so readily made to make us enslaved to the wizened world weary warriors who made it out alive or so it is said in order that we put ourselves willingly in cages out of dread for what we are capable of doing as torment which we inflict upon others by our mere existence…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…feelings of kind people the type of which we all hold dear because their compassion lights up the world as filled with a bleaker hate than what seems possible as though turning all those mean spirits back in upon all of us together digesting the myths and legends as differing archetypal versions play hero’s journey for themselves to find fortune sometimes even if that might mean disaster when we may not have to live through to the conclusion everyone else experiences Here… cannot help the urgency felt while each breath escapes me to witness perhaps the acceptance…’
‘…damage and debris flying every which way but correctly in senseless brutality of bro-magnon days, as glorious dark ages briefly glimpsed through an empirical modern spotlight that shines upon those who will not obey the tracts and treaties or the beatings from malicious sources soured on social functions long ago thanks to their sadistic egos left unchecked for far too long instead of worshiping a solid sense of responsibility to be inherited from unlikely ancestors utilizing ancient protocols to dismantle the misconstrued re-appropriation and corruption…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…an unwillingness to set us free out of fear for what we could do now that we are angry and stubborn boiling at all edges at having the psychic black hole between our ears and eyes as we might define the singularity inside for ourselves, little do we know how our cosmos interacts with us on such a primeval wavelength that our minds cannot even keep up as we advance light years from where we were a few decades ago now and to where given a few decades more we can viably speculate such technologies will be when our carcinization is complete conquering some metastasized frontier in our bodies cesspools one at a time…’
‘…in the common magic of the everyday signals and symbols that used to lose us now project a sense of danger in the wake of strangers being able to have their way with you as me exploiting our states of vulnerability by taking it upon themselves that possess such twisted wills to power to inflict as much manipulation as a social structure can take before it breaks as bad as the people whom make up this series of systems all interconnected yet never quite interdependent of each other because of a reliance of human beings doing whatever they have acting in order to receive anything they can from the inner workings of a competitive nature built by human though not always a humane ideal…’ – out of Context
out of Context – ‘…kill the innocence while trying to retain the solidarity of the species among masses going full tilt into invested infestation of violence turning subtle vines of friendship into intimate conflicts that erupt minus a humanity for thy neighbor and petty in all situations that vacillate between grief and goodness… a vain orgy of the atrocious ways people manipulate each other for the greatest cult which will not have a name until the sentient creatures are yet to give it that it chooses then will have to deal with the various blasphememes as arise from such disposable culture clues…’