out of Context;
‘there are rules that apply Here excluding the emotional subtext of the plot leading this social placement for the human animal to rot from neglect or used to dissect the mind of those less fortunate encaged without respect… it has become difficult to merely sit on the passive sidelines like it always was when it is your vote can count against anyone’s arguments for another reinforcement of this standardization…’
out of Context;
‘those horny who must curiously wonder at times whether this craving is the face on the screen or the tender emotions of human connection desired afterward that one looks forward to as the minimalistic sexual fascist state becomes deadly detached from the sensually passionate, an acidic resentment that builds creeping in from the supposed “out-of-nowhere” as the unknown fear inhabits us side effect of this mass generalization…’
“The public has always, and in every age, been badly brought up. They are continually asking Art to be popular, to please their want of taste, to flatter their absurd vanity, to tell them what they have been told before, to show them what they ought to be tired of seeing, to amuse them when they feel heavy after eating too much, and to distract their thoughts when they are wearied of their own stupidity. Now Art should never try to be popular. The public should try to make itself artistic. There is a very wide difference.”
~ Oscar Wilde; irish author, poet, playwright, critic and aesthete.
out of Context;
‘a number of vicious consequences that desire enough blood and greed and hatred allowing the consumption to create a beast attempting to disguise itself with the leaves in the trees hanging out around among the inflated ideals upheld as true even when these hollow veneers are so cracked and torn… the rebellious revolutions revolving involved individuals moving parts behind all those scenes we think we can see from the outside as was meant to be seen by those further removed from ourselves as our mentality becomes the remote alien viewing even though we inhabit these bodies as they appear lost in extremity perhaps too often…’
out of Context;
‘to whims of those barbarian hordes who would rather stick their dick in your cheek instead of hearing what you have to say… rape and plunder attempting to maneuver into positions of power where no one should be seated for long enough to become the villain of their own story as glory and prosperity would naturally follow the traces of a better person, whereas the villain has nothing left that isn’t of a material property fought hard to be possessed in an act as status quo standard to define the indifference with value that cannot be valued except by the most vile whose whimsy has edges too sharp not to draw the precious blood dripping as perilous killing joke…’
out of Context;
‘amidst a chaos of cringing humanity too chained to ideals in this confusion witnessed in spurts through trial and error, managing to keep the panic thinned out in the isolated herds where many are raised with a closed-off mentality to put back into place the twisted details of reality as just pieces in the random pattern pushed together to fit some peculiar order that very small groups who deem themselves more enlightened than those others included in the real majority of people Here have decided that it is our fate, and our faces added and stacked as some infinite structure…’
out of Context;
‘nothing but violent enlightenment to shed as wisdom sent out as dumbed down vision for reality composed as truth for the embittered and the wicked to pursue with reckless abandon trying to yield an absolute knowledge aged to perfection as rotted withered fruit gathered by calloused hands of the working class who condemn the hidden of the manipulative minority whose sole function is to disrupt the ascension of all humanity by means of distraction and misdirection treating most of a humanity as pets and enemies… the gut open and exposed to the oxidizing err rusting our ancient machinery to eroded red points bloody from thrust in and out of damaged packages…’
out of Context;
‘hordes in orgies of the damned are fucked and raped by mobs of aping humans chafing each other this way out of duty to suffer for another false holi-daze trying to smother the real love inside of humanity beset as it is by all the wannabes swarming the shallow end of the gene pool looking for a mate-like material somewhere in the out there, putting all their eggs into one basket where it can apply as long as we could get whatever we want beyond merely this one night standing around waiting for things to happen…’
out of Context;
‘we are subjected to the whimsical in the most unflattering of ways as the essence of who we are seems to get lost in what we do or think in the case of trying to truly discover our own realities for what they are as we fight through distortions that affect how we are to interact with the rest of the universe, but this identity we consider to be the only one there is as false and confused with the ideals trained into the many as growing child becomes another living drone vibrating on a frequency that keeps the rest of us subjugated to a system…’
out of Context;
‘ask the bizarre question ‘what is real fun?’ as defies authority, and to whom do all these experiences transfer that senses would go the opposite direction of consensus agreement that society as explicit arbitrator hounding the undesirable like general law pressuring a majority into raw unyielding conformity as the wage slaves not too far removed from those legends with older stigmas transcending space and time… families and friends as characters in this psychotic-erotic drama ever-unfolding…’