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Barbelith
04:37
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Exhalations from Mictlan
01:23
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She blows gently and the membrane shivers
Her initiation is eternal
Her first act is to stare down death, defeating him with a joke
After that, it's all just a dance
And she is a fabulous dancer
She is beyond fear
Beyond pain
Beyond gender
Beyond time
Her initiation is eternal
She blows gently and the membrane shivers
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There Is Only the Dalang
00:59
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Politics, like religion, is inherently divisive
Don’t let them fool you into thinking there are only two sides to anything
Tribalism is an illusion
There is no great battle
No us vs them
There is only the dalang
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Poor Little Rich Girl
01:50
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Oh, Edith
Lovely Edith
It was all just too wonderful, wasn't it?
Tantric sex, occult rituals, negro music, sensitive criminals
Hookah smoke, a lesbian dalliance, time travel, simply scandalous
A spell as long as the century
You really shook the pillars of Heaven and Hell
Released from the wheel of Karma on your 99th birthday with a baptismal funeral in the filthy Ganges river, your final heartbeats cracking the plaster walls of your dingy hotel room
You knew exactly what you were doing, didn't you?
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E.L.F. (Black Science)
01:31
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You can say what you like
You can say what you like, my friends
You can call me mad
You can point and laugh
But that won’t change the truth
We think our thoughts are our own but they’re not
We’re receivers
We’re like cheap radios
They’ve got us tuned in
We’re playing their songs and we don’t even know it
Our thoughts are broadcasts
Our minds are being programmed with extremely low frequency waveforms
You can laugh, my friends
You can snicker and you can sneer
But when you wake up at three in the morning, agitated and anxious
Wondering where these horrible thoughts that plague you are coming from
You won’t be laughing then, will you?
Their E.L.F. generators are everywhere
They’re using our TVs, our smartphones, our computers at work
They’re using satellites, GPS trackers, the music piped into the grocery stores
They’re beaming product placement directly into our dreams
When is the last time you had a thought that wasn't put there by them?
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Objects in mirror are closer than they appear
How close? Right down your throat
How close? So into you they're out the other side
But which side are you on?
Which side is the mirror on?
Does it reflect you or do you reflect it?
If the mirror is inside us, how can it come from outside time?
How much room is there inside your head?
I got entire universes in mine
Will they show up in the mirror reflected?
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Punk Rock Buddha
02:02
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Hey Punk Rock Buddha
You gotta love ‘em to death
Hey Punk Rock Buddha
It’s the only way
The only way both sides can win
It’s the only way
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The King-of-All-Tears
01:29
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Get owt of the sirkul
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You were raised on action films and video games and the 24 hour news cycle
Violence has never not been a factor in your black and white world
Vigilantism was sold to you as a viable option
But you're not Dirty Harry
You're not Zorro
You are not the fucking Batman
You're not cool
You're not a hero
You're not even the villain
Nothing so grandiose
You're just a murderer
You're a man with a gun but the gun doesn't make you a man
Someday... someday I hope you'll understand what you've done and I hope that the shock of it all doesn't kill you
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Reverse of the Moon
01:24
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I am the Invisible Fire that works in secret
I am the spirit in the bottle
I stick among the roots of the oak tree
I will give you as much as will serve you
I will always love you
I have always loved you
I am not the God of your fathers
I am the hidden stone that breaks all hearts
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All Tomorrow's Parties
02:21
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You read a book about a secret war between invisible armies and wrote yourself into the story
You hijacked the past and made it your future
You remember when you were a little girl seeing a strange woman on the rooftop
And you remember being that strange woman on the rooftop
Watching yourself as a little girl
You remember the photograph taken that day
You still have it
The photo you brought back in time to show the man who would invent the time machine that time travel was possible
To prove that his great grandfather was right when he rendered the spiritual visitor he saw in his garden in origami folds that would be passed down to him
You piloted the time machine into your past to give it to its inventor so he could reverse engineer it and pilot it into his family’s past to inspire his great grandfather to fold an origami representation of it to inspire its inventor to create it in the first place
Or something
The details are fuzzy
Time Travel gives you swiss cheese brain
A small price to pay for skipping across the chronosphere and saving the future from the past
Also, the line between author and character is pretty blurry sometimes
Maybe you can be both, like an Ouroboros wordsmith, devouring your own tale
That’s T-A-L-E
On account of I’m clever
Of course, it’s possible that you’re still locked in a mental institution and all of this time travel / conspiracy theory / team of super-spy magicians out to save the world stuff is just part of your delusion.
On account of you’re nuts
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Vesica Piscis
01:29
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It’s a hologram
The universe, I mean
Physical reality is a hologram created by overlapping projections of contrary yet complimentary information sources
Light and dark
Good and evil
Order and chaos
Virus and antibody
The Invisible College and the Outer Church
working together to inoculate our spirits against the horrors of the material world
And here’s the thing,
The Invisible College and the Outer Church,
They’re the same place
Two sides of the same coin
Two facets of the same die
Two rooms in the same house
Dichotomy is an illusion
Conflict is a consumer good
Reality is a hologram
And all your nightmares are true
But then, so are your enemies’
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A Boy Named Lucille
02:27
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Kathmandu You Wanna
02:18
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The walls aren't really breathing.
The neon crayons aren't really glowing like lightsabers.
The blanket isn't actually sparkling.
I know there isn't really a purple train outside the window.
If I open the window and step outside, I will fall to the ground where the dried grass cuttings from the freshly mown lawn aren't really spelling out sanskrit secrets half erased as if by a giant pencil eraser.
And beneath the ground, barely visible to human perception, a giant spiderweb certainly is not thrumming and pulsing with the heartbeat of the planet, it's crimson strands connecting every living thing.
I know this.
I know it's just the mushrooms.
I know it's just my own heartbeat.
But that doesn't make it any less profound.
Maybe…
Maybe it makes it MORE profound.
It feels like I'm somewhere else, driving this body around my apartment with a joystick. Like it's only a game. Also, I can't seem to stop narrating my every move. Everything is fascinating. I open my front door, hear a car drive past, immediately panic and go back inside to lie down in my bed where the sunset is painting my ugly wood panelling walls with too many shades of purple.
The infinite harlequin timeworm faces of Messrs. Six and Quimper emerge from the ceiling and reassure me that it will all be okay. It's just the psilocybin causing perceptual distortions in my brain's prefrontal cortex. It's what I wanted. This is the desired effect. It's perfectly safe. The nausea is normal.
Remember to breathe.
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No World for Gnats
04:09
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Karmageddon
01:27
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Type Omega
01:08
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And so we return and begin again
Namo Amida Butsu
Our sentence is up
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The Harlequinade
03:33
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Mayhem Lettuce Port Byron, Illinois
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