out of Context;
‘in what seems like a prison whose thick cellular walls hold us all behind a tough skin… in the system as calloused as it wants to be as this juvenile state of stasis wherein we locate the person as buried deeper than under dirt in the unique psyche conscious with all of the ego weight and experience acquired through this course of obstacles called ‘life’ in which there appears no survival beyond this centralized flesh as the body can and will break down as moments of duress culminate in resetting the emotional calibration leading to mentions of struggle and hope conjoined with the human attributes to survival, but it gets tricky when these word games people play appear to conspire against you with all of their casual jousts stabbing and pricking the players into facing each other…’
out of Context;
‘a real division of the senses of perception between us though at the cost of contradicting arguments in a quest for the animated side of ourselves to prove the value and worthiness to what we perceive as truth, at times the search seemingly endless even when clear examples are presented and equally valid a prop in any dimension of conscious curiosity stumbling through the rigid calibrations of a system gone mad with a variation in logics and vision once the head clouds over with thoughts of intricate atmospheres of the most delicate design created by the hands of Mankind with an ignorant set of small sample ideals to achieve trying to capture lightning in a bottle…’
out of Context;
‘ideas and rhythms in tandem throughout the cosmos without a host to allow access to all the spheres of questionable matters while at once inviting the drama that humans enact with each other, compulsively in shuddering against the acceptance of a Mankind as dirty plague so above so below for those of us as lodged at the bottom of this gravity well of souls magnetically-attracted to Here like so many a soul before us called and culled to integrate into this anything you might refer to as a god even though it is these loosest of interpretations i summon now to your mind through your eyes as a sight compelled to understanding what it is i am telling you…’
no humble narrator Here to guide you away safely through the dark side of the solar being we are while still within this vessel awaiting orders to change, and thus our adaptability to what we perceive when receiving information as signals and symbols too potent to avail for the mood of a better moment yet to make a message of effective communication possible to more than the select few who choose to lead us all in an inane fashion viewing themselves as the greater sovereigns for a peopled collective than they who as individuals could each manage destiny for their own reasons instead of supplanting others motives for the personal one, pushing what little sensations we have to burst and bubble at a surface attention while speaking in tongues too soft to notice any of the proper etiquette necessary …
“The same energy of character which renders a man a daring villain would have rendered him useful in society, had that society been well organized.”
~ Mary Wollstonecraft; british author, philosopher and women’s rights advocate.
out of Context;
‘best interests in focus unless there is some ulterior angle to maintain a privilege as an edge one step ahead of the game played defending a droning atmosphere of dread and paranoia as better of the many evils pervasive in this world scenario estranged from a species in duress as the modern burden of conformity to bare as emotional weight constraining any social movement from place to place when there are so many unwanted offending swaggers… gestures as the codes we speak with driving us to try to understand what others are saying to us through their exaggerated symbols and syllables woven twisting meaning and the moments we spend trying to interpret what it means to being this human…’
out of Context;
‘the forward progress boldly courageous as utility to explore the out there still unknown as like blood cells collectively searching for a consciousness in the circulation as that which contains us and our paths through this neural network still making leaps and bounds thinking of what this cosmic divinity is made of questing eternally remaining Mystery which binds inside all of our unique threads together both in the minds and bodies of this creative creature that we have called by many names but i have to officially dub ‘Humanity’, and it is Here a shared connective burden that brings us to tear each other apart on this playing field where we are either being played or killed or somehow just barely able to survive…’
out of Context;
‘prestidigitation indubitably pronounced as a savior in wolf’s clothing as these days are bane to have the cheap and experienced for the New and an entourage of encouraging statements to bolster the ranks a bit more than needed to achieve a ulterior goal like this in marketing the image of a treasure and the treasured laments baring no proof of any mystically-derived decision to access a holy wisdom from the heavens locked into various cliches and tropes as a civilization of parrots and mimics are mocking the minds of their fellow citizen victims through quotidian tracts felt as voice for the voiceless as policies and laws are utilized to deceive those weak to the might and heft of perceived magic words…’
out of Context;
‘as the cycle of life continues onwards to shift reality, as millennia coalesce into this who that we are in today trying our hands at perfecting the systemic defect pumping and circulating a corrupted blood as humanity attempts to purge a sickness from every limb as fingertips of the god in nature many symbolic triggers and archetypes arise from as these seemingly unrelated parts come together into any cohesive fabrication integral to the weaving of a cosmic tapestry creating a ‘fabrix’ if you will, and much like any other matrix model manufactured to manifest Here in reality as series of complex caverns and coves gyrating on the same wave forms drifting resonant and splashing against one another…’
out of Context;
‘the epiphany of integration finally perceived almost religiously, swaying system as authority to put pressure where called forth by the contradictions that raise tension to a heated and sometimes violent level when the process of integration doesn’t hold and an estranged hope of control is outsourced to all those voices without sound whispering inside ones’ thoughts as the cells collect and divide having their versions of a say in how this thing is kept in motion by creatures so inept, but i digress this as yet another argument in the human denatured by their own pursuits for dominance being intelligent though flawed in the perception that humanity requires strong and yet conflicting governance…’