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Mindfulness Meditation.

Mindfulness Meditation.

Vocals, Synth and Melodic Tubes arranged by DJ Raisinette. Produced by goo in Bigoo Studio.

Imagine that you are taking a walk in your hometown when you notice a dog sitting on the steps of a Catholic church, wearing sunglasses and that dog is here to deliver a message from God to you, but not for you and he is a dog so he cannot speak.

Communications relayed from hard-pressed fully-automatic hand-to-hand untold excitement heavy with local fear mongering light on mundane outcomes for a future underneath a sky of backwards aluminum trails high above a time forgotten overland as we build our new realm deep inside drain pipes huddled to listen at low frequency signals which muddle the continuous brain-washing we call wholesome Midwestern oatmeal cans home across every early morning breakfast nook never to see the love of sunrise and every modulation determines our particular weekday behavior.

A Lovely Woman she is easily pleased and was once rarely unhappy A Caring Mother to three beautiful children well mannered and polite thanks to their adoring mom and their abusive father The Monster who can never to be pleased angering him brings forth violent wrath his daily torments have irreperably scarred this family She can do nothing about it nothing but chase the barbiturates with champaign nothing but drink until it all disapears maybe with another glass of of sparkling Asti she can find the courage to kill him?

You are a Wizard (start acting like one) grab your staff teleport into the Concordant Plane find your opposition let the battle begin accounting for your energy within your neon soul metrics of adherence to the might you stole from the the mountain lords at the end of the age of man shower this existence with the fire of your will suck every node dry of every ounce of power until you've gotten your fill You are a wizard start acting like one throw your rays of snow and ice turning the day into night hover up in the sky you will never have to run when you can levitate when you can burrow down into the Earth's substrate ...or do nothing but fly with your magic mind blind to all of the rest of mankind you've got magic teleport any direction you always arrive where you plan ...and never with an embarrassing erection you are a wizard and it is you who decides the weather and when or when not to orgasm you're a wizard start acting like one and put on your pants without a fight ...you know it is the right thing to do you are a wizard so start acting like one grab your favorite wand travel into the dream realm and find the one you love let the glory begin accounting for your history living life as such a mystery within your ancient mage tower built by the last warlock you defeated in magical combat at the dawn of space-time You are a wizard my son ...and it's high time you start acting like one you are a wizard

Look at the glazed look on that guys face? You wanna look like that? You don't wanna look like that.

Apocalyptic Escapades Apocalyptic Escapades Life as a cannibal slave all night parties with hand grenades hiding deep in our underground caves In our bunker we clean our guns getting ready for when evening comes climb to the surface armed to the teeth recieve commands from our war chief Apocalyptic Escapades sleep all day inside a cage wake at dusk go out and raid in teeth and scalps we earn our trade The end of times are in our sights when all the days are endless nights under the moon in the shadows we move murdering our way as we catch our groove with gasoline burn your home down with you inside scortched black and brown ------------------- Apocalyptic Escapades we make our wage in blood thirsty rage Hiding deep in underground caves All night parties with hand grenades Apocalyptic Escapades life as a cannibal slave ----------------------------- Apocalyctic Escapades snatching families to violently rape Back in our lair we put away our toys silence comes no more noise as psychos fade into uneasy dreams a pile of new slaves sleep at their feet Apocalyptic Escapades There is no escaping this fate Apocalyptic Escapades a savage future yet to be made Our Savage Future Our Apocalyptic Escapade

When Trevor jumped into the strange machine he was turned inside out and became a new being meet Rovert the Sadistic Meatball he screamed Syntago! with mighty bravado epic nonstandard metrics random placards observed and disregarded complied aversion to methods of break neck but why not be just departed what the heck bulbous horrors and bilious bounty hunters interact smelling the whole time like crystals crack filbert nuts inside ground up guts left intact mastication is a manifestation of calorie converting burping cigarette butts molestation what the heck among hotbed lovers rotted nutters don't forget that your mothers udders also helped sire your sisters and brothers expectations to be our reckless alienation demand consternation and inspire conflagration burn your genetic makeup we got the protein we got the Dexedrine what the heck When Trevor jumped into the strange machine he was turned inside out and became a new being Rovert the Sadistic Meatball what the heck Syntago! what the heck what the heck

Salvation finds bliss entwined splendidly with misery upon rote trajectory flung onward headlong-sideways ten furlong an instant half the distance between the sun and the moon on steady course for confirmed positive macho bad-asses aiming between the bed-sheets of the Grade A middle class where participants angle neurosubstrates of ego toward inspired notions of a cultivated motivational afterlife.

The Aura-6 system design was written in intimate biographical flourishes peppered with notes of achievement in aural excellence adhering to standard narrative sentence structure compiled while forming tones of instinctual terror of preternatural activities typical to the aptly sorted prehensile systems of survival caliber qualifiers engaged and thoroughly dependent upon circumnavigation through significant metaphors and a plethora of unique though wearisome dungaree storage enhanced for hollering-at-one-another and essential to maintaining significant meaning in the movement of available feet, transcendent and otherwise.

eat your chicken and beans

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Witches. Demons. Devils.

It is that time of year.

I have eaten all of the vegetables that I can eat Now it's time for me to go to bed and see if I can sleep Sleep for me? and I haven't even eaten meat? Yet I haven't eaten any meat and yet I haven't missed a beat no meat? for me? and I haven't even missed a beat? No, it's only vegetables for me but now it's time for me to sleep

Making A Whale-Donkey Song One Problem we don't have "I wish I wouldn't live forever" not a problem of ours maybe one day it'll be a problem for someone "I wish I wouldn't live forever" -Cue the Monkey-Owls "I wish I wouldn't live forever" I'm making something -Cue the Pigeon-Wolves I'm making "I wish I wouldn't live forever" I'm Making! "I wish I wouldn't live forever" Ah... with these genetic strands I can make any creature into a machine -Cue the Whale-Donkey I make Whale-Donkeys sing We can make Whale-Donkeys now Bring me my drone armada I'm out of here I'm leaving my clone in charge Later.

Jamming Live - Guitar and Synthesizer

Growing Old ain't easy for a Cowboy Growing Old ain't easy for a man Smokin' dope, it ain't no joke when yer neighbor is a cop now livin' in the suburbs is my jam

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TvuBh89BAxE She fed me a Kola Nut. Told me that students in Nigeria eat them when they study and look like zombies. Told me they use them in ceremonies, like weddings, and births and for voodoo. She is a devoted Evangelical and her father was a farmer and a priest who now lives in Lagos. He's 110 years old. She knows that voodoo works and it is very real. When her father was sick he came to the US for treatment, she made sure no one in Nigeria knew, because when someone is down, it is the most effective time to curse them. The Kola Nut is bitter, but she says it gets sweet as you chew it and it never gets very sweet. She has a friend that brings them when he comes from Chicago, but he eats most of them on his drive to Iowa City. We talk about how every culture has its stimulants and how much Freud liked Cocaine. I remind her that I have magic powers and if she ever needs someone to counter the Evil Eye, she should let me know. She knows me well enough that she can see the Bone Shaman that lives under my skin, but she isn't sure I can cure curses as well as I can deliver them. I try not to let on that she is right.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5qvs6MhqYM0

Releasing Probe Alpha Three by goo

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nZojwjHoTEw grab it and GO

Woke up to a strange question in my head. I had set-up the MS-20 the night before so I made this minimal Ableton editing

Winter Remedies Since Suffering in July A thread of aching soreness sitting in a leg cast when the only thing that doesn't hurt is the leg inside. It has been on for only a week. Sick of being invalid without much practice with no plan at being good at it. Getting well moving around too much shadowed with classical dread and scented with strong narcotics. Everything is somewhere else and the crutches are always across the room on the other-side of the world. When moments arrive when you cannot walk begin crawling a mile is many twisted inches and worrying about pain that never goes away is having worry that never goes away. An expert of turning worry into action can burn as many as 30,000 calories a day. Identify early that which is fear-filling so that an end around can be initiated to alter this course to drive it through the gritty part of the soul. After sleeping on couches for 15 years an astonished doctor will insist that you sleep in a bed. Lying prone for most of the night and day there are not many good reasons to be in a bed for more than eight hours. Try to never sleep more than six hours and rise in the darkness just before morning arrives then leap up and lunge at existence like a madman. Develop a life-raft relationship with your convertible-bed ponder how much more abuse the chair can take hurling into it in effort to sit. Welcome grumpiness and stop offering an ear to fools. It is Christmas and there are other things to do like laying down in bed and thinking about the things that makes one weary.

http://youtu.be/oS8EbLX6_0w she won't bring anybody around here anymore She displays my less delightful traits in a charismatic light I respond with poems and self deprecating jokes she isn't interested in my work she doesn't read what I write she prefers to be left alone to drink Budweiser and gossip on the phone I watch her and daydream about terrorizing people who come by the house but she won't bring anybody around here anymore as my reputation is an extension of my avoiding a handshake

https://youtu.be/byBQudh_eMc My salesman smile was getting tarnished standing in the wet trying to recruit manual laborers and chamber singers at the bus depot she had a puppet on her hand told me she already works in porn threw me a varnished smile her whistling teeth rattled when she'd get excited when she'd talk about ventriloquism and making pornography Lisping with a New England accent her puppet would add: She does wicked good tricks I gave her my ATM card because I knew this one could sing

http://youtu.be/sX-fcz63IKY Enjoy this motivational how-to for managing the contemporary lifestyle (as a servant to Beelzebub). How to make yourself a more attentive parent to your own personification (of the Lord of Hell) Some estimate hassling size strength benefits low cost service announcement indicator frequent interludes pause for an announcement clip art foretelling trends in advertising message ideas back page. Friday pays the rent pays the bills. Bullshit contrivances plague headlines infect soft brains as virus begging our energies of wonderment insisting on further discussion A source of small talk for two weeks. This magic only works billions because we insist on its presence even as we pan the medium tactics dependent upon to meet sales and dry out the pockets of the gape-mouthed gumming for more. Let's look in depth at hate crime sex changes and how they can make you a more attentive parent to your own personification.

https://youtu.be/-hZnY_XOQsA

The thrill of the forbidden is exhausting... Good Morning! Take a moment to mourn our breakfast how do you like your eggs? how do you like your toast? how do you like your cantaloupe? how do you like your bacon? how do you like your coffee? chickens in the ditch covered in foam piggies on the highway legs twitching breakfast and dinner begins and ends when we wake up we fall asleep we wake up after we fall asleep go to sleep we fall asleep and wake up wake up painting mirages in dreams a sun that is always setting and rising it is when I wake up from a panic attack that I realize we've rubbed off on each other you've lost habits that are now mine the waiver in your voice look in the mirror good morning you are a Muppet.

(In) my time machine by goo

https://youtu.be/mB6VF3lliUk Friday.

http://youtu.be/v7Vu1IcEX4Y I was looking over Norm's Zippo and silver coin collection discussing the ins and outs of renters insurance when I spotted a bug crawl out from under his hat and scurry across the bill a vision of bedbugs blinded me as I drew on the memories of his past relationships with those foul things "A bug just crawled off your head, onto your hat" I warned him he pulled off his hat and turned it about muttering a scratchy "where is it?" I pointed the bug out to him and he squished it his and its shared blood indistinguishable in union on his palm His forehead was wounded from where the creature had fed "what was that?" I implored determinedly moving away from him searching the floor for the corpse or escape effort the offending creature "It was a tick" I encouraged him to keep an eye out for symptoms of illness or a fever he informed me "I was in the woods this morning" and assured me "I know everything about the woods" I nodded in agreement as I do with all the people I want to avoid or from who I want to get away shoving his treasure into his pockets he chuckled "I need a cigarette" which was my cue to run away

http://youtu.be/-Sjswle2iPM I do my best thinking in the shower with a beer.

I bring news about the war I impart no wisdom as no wise-man acts as unwisely as I I am out of coffee and wearing no shirt seven am before a work day The way I operate the words I use whether thoughtfully planned or thoughtfully allowed to spew forth according to the actions and words of others my dubious nature stands aloud

In space, no one can hear you trick or treating In 3078, they make space stations so large, you can easily get lost. This can make Halloween difficult.

2015 is Nigh