…tehknocaed or Technocade…

‘…of what cellular genetics they have been reduced to that can as randomly get passed along dependent upon mutual receptivity from organically complex beings stuck inside machines… an arcane arcade of evolution in progress beyond this visual curtain spread wide open as knowledge taking one so far as confusion does leaping in loops and forward delays weaving words around to the satisfaction of none though plenty of redeemable rewards when the time comes for legacy moves in darkened rooms facilitating others into going on doing wherever the trails of happiness lead Here in amazing patterns that gradually extend free from being constrained by natural convolutions revolting outward when their time comes to plateau feeling only slightly vindicated among remains so pulverized as to be unrecognizable statistical detritusphere, conscious context crawling from wreckage…’ – out of Context




…t’Error dactylic hexameter…

out of Context – ‘…head heavy with thoughts unrelenting presented to an empty room worthy as an empty reading trying to collect enough personifications to fill it and even when sleeping just for dreaming to start happening affected by the definitions already established over time and further forcing its way through nonsense repetitive attempts kept deeply residing in the meat of our minds through tissues breaking loose more than marking territory to play some macabre song and dance routine for giggles… madness of horribly crass excuses used for doctoring them methods building somewhere within realms of plausibility if not found too long stretched strenuous action with these tactics skilled board-certified and ready extracting kernels of truth as though simply were teeth just open wide enough to scream ‘OW!’ before deviants come gorging on your visceral pieces tender and juicy…’




…Pulchritude or a keen aesthetic…

‘…glimpse in vain into the future to set precedent which cannot be prearranged in this state of temporary flux in the metaphorical furnace Here trapped with the other souls fighting to escape the pressure… can you feel its presence as it creeps ever so subtly away from the brain and into the limbs usually forsaken to cursory glances when wounded that self-soothing behavior one tries to fix themselves with because it may be too vague to grasp right away feeling more like series of difficult tasks to perceive these ideas as self-affirming patterns in itself the living gaze society imposes through humans that we think can cause reality to react violently as if nature were buckling itself from those tensions arisen with ultimately destructive aspects fostered over centuries where one neither cares nor approves…’ – out of Context




…fast shits wannabe Xanadouche…

out of Context – ‘…at best in Here, illuminatus trilobites caught helpless as the fossil record grooves as it slowly plays over time only audible enough to hear whispers from that cryptid performance piece called civilization taking on many phases and ornate forms as yet explained that exist while stuck in the daze and haze of mourning sickness not acknowledging the grief of loss so overwhelming yet repetitive to the point of depressing expectations of failure and being corrected if wrong in levels of severity depends upon the perpetrator whose delight must be in making others suffer as they believe they must have which makes them more untrustworthy… criminal cash crop of humans born and raised under loose loyalty to the state they believe they live within interpreted in many ways that differ and then direct us the opposite…’




…magna Farta, the golden meconium…

‘…tension upon people to maintain fitness as regards being in poor health combined with bad hygiene rituals overwhelmed by guilty feelings we cannot escape because they are planted firmly in our minds and self esteem, so we look to poop for physical guidance once aware in this affair so not your average gherkin importer if not your first ride in a down rodeo laughing and crying inherently symptomatic of mental defects caused by the environment Here as the poisons digest through stillborn fertilizers instead harvested to feed the organic matrix at our feet undefeated by nature we succeed in filtering the cesspool of genetic anomalies if it fits into our hopes and prayers preying upon the hopeless and unaware planting bodies in the ground transferring energy as easily when people are pushed to talk shit…’ – out of Context




…everything S’okay proposition…

out of Context – ‘…to grasp at stellar voyages yet to come synchysis can proceed pulling from what fatalistic meanings are yielded scattering the words around… so many theories of conspiracy substantially stringing everyone along unknowing toward true piracy through allusions with unsavory parties and deception of the plagiarized self as it journeys this desert of the real serving desserts stressed processed fillers cold calculated revenge in trauma growth every one of us for being born when applied and supplied by every trade forcing indigenous people by now we are diverse lines of genetic code constantly blended together enough there is no partial removal while this world continues to straddle lines between innovation or martial justice setting guiding principles on descent into hell perceived by the naysayers, not soothsayers Here whose compulsory nerve twitches the liars tic…’




…jealous circuitry of Zealotry…

‘…solace while Here complexities growing complicated as connections become stagnant debris fallen by the wayside reinterpreted having dire consequence to the people in question focused on forward momentum searching to urgently release through routine and ritual attaining personal experience with peculiar catharsis between differing discrepancies because subtle interplay quickly departs becoming tensions unsettled, humans induce chaos through explosive mayhem and messy antics in general loosing frenetic forms of mob mentality as people try looking for answers leading some of us to settle for whatever guidelines are available even if the ideology is jarring and disturbs in the conversion process that takes place Here caustic vibrations radioactive yet silent at the same time camouflaged by white noise sharing frequencies though not necessarily bandwidth and wavelength…’ – out of Context




…to evoke the Ewoke…

out of Context – ‘…with same effect all throughout are manifesting without question until under the auspices of intelligence evolving itself, Here taking whatever means to progress as needed to correct the endless sagas of societal vanity and violence ascertaining severing the heads from some guiding spark of leadership what dread vampiric bloodlines siphoning souls for their pleasure and longevity as manifested evils already among us searching for easy glories plucked whole from the tree of life that only grows in this place in this vacuum of space time being relative though not related to that sacramental holy light praised and worshiped by devoted zealots whose mission seems to be derailing the extracurricular affairs of automatic secular realism bringing everything through, thresholds we have only dreamed of looking for proof in our hopes bringing good instead of more zeal…’




…probosCis gendered…

‘…glory provocative selfishness as the sinister elements seeming noble get more vocal in their old world rhetoric of distress and fear and dread falling from the skies under guise of good things watch out even when their methods as well have offensive prolapsing detriments gaping out onto our laps while being told everything is swell instead of obviously the swill welling up and ejected regurgitations, reeling back from where excrement and vomit come descending upon our presupposed demigodlike status made ready state of shame and guilt weaponized incompetence present tense applied by bad guys looking good and paying whatever lip service they have to in order to infiltrate whatever enemy lines they view Here as grass being greener than advertised as we inundate ourselves into unyielding sensationalized mass amounts of desensitization plaguing our consciousness…’ – out of Context




…mimesis of Nemesis…

out of Context – ‘…shoddy face-saving ego propped against everyone becomes unproductive excesses perceived as manipulations get more extensive entrapping the guest in this particular system of revenge set up in our social structure by default when so many psychopaths rule the world it takes willpower not to explode though fine lines are crossed in trying as difficult chore to have any voice loud enough to change your world for the better requiring a Greek chorus to emote personal feelings in ways without offending, imitation of nihilistic nonce attitudes surrendering to small-mindedness when our sheltered brains realize courtesy as it seems every person is automatically entitled Here as autonomic response from the body politic interpreting our commitment to brand loyalty even if it means the death of us demanding through certain impasses without escape existential contemporaries…’