There Is Sorrow Here - Reel #ASP4443-8

A Declaration of the Independence of Cyberspace
by John Perry Barlow 
Governments of the Industrial World, you weary giants of flesh and steel, I come from Cyberspace, the new home of Mind. On behalf of the future, I ask you of the past to leave us alone. You are not welcome among us. You have no sovereignty where we gather.
We have no elected government, nor are we likely to have one, so I address you with no greater authority than that with which liberty itself always speaks. I declare the global social space we are building to be naturally independent of the tyrannies you seek to impose on us. You have no moral right to rule us nor do you possess any methods of enforcement we have true reason to fear.
Governments derive their just powers from the consent of the governed. You have neither solicited nor received ours. We did not invite you. You do not know us, nor do you know our world. Cyberspace does not lie within your borders. Do not think that you can build it, as though it were a public construction project. You cannot. It is an act of nature and it grows itself through our collective actions.
You have not engaged in our great and gathering conversation, nor did you create the wealth of our marketplaces. You do not know our culture, our ethics, or the unwritten codes that already provide our society more order than could be obtained by any of your impositions.
You claim there are problems among us that you need to solve. You use this claim as an excuse to invade our precincts. Many of these problems don't exist. Where there are real conflicts, where there are wrongs, we will identify them and address them by our means. We are forming our own Social Contract. This governance will arise according to the conditions of our world, not yours. Our world is different.
Cyberspace consists of transactions, relationships, and thought itself, arrayed like a standing wave in the web of our communications. Ours is a world that is both everywhere and nowhere, but it is not where bodies live.
We are creating a world that all may enter without privilege or prejudice accorded by race, economic power, military force, or station of birth.
We are creating a world where anyone, anywhere may express his or her beliefs, no matter how singular, without fear of being coerced into silence or conformity.
Your legal concepts of property, expression, identity, movement, and context do not apply to us. They are all based on matter, and there is no matter here.
Our identities have no bodies, so, unlike you, we cannot obtain order by physical coercion. We believe that from ethics, enlightened self-interest, and the commonweal, our governance will emerge. Our identities may be distributed across many of your jurisdictions. The only law that all our constituent cultures would generally recognize is the Golden Rule. We hope we will be able to build our particular solutions on that basis. But we cannot accept the solutions you are attempting to impose.
In the United States, you have today created a law, the Telecommunications Reform Act, which repudiates your own Constitution and insults the dreams of Jefferson, Washington, Mill, Madison, DeToqueville, and Brandeis. These dreams must now be born anew in us.


Davos, Switzerland
February 8, 1996
This track is: CC0 1.0 Universal  

The declaration is longer, for some reason the amount we're allowed to write is restricted... most prob need space for the ads they bombard us with..

Anon - The Declaration of Independence of Cyberspace

People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they’re wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It’s all in how you carry it. That’s what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you’re letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.

 Jim Morrison

Harsh Reality Metamorphis

Holy is the mouse. Holy is the grain the mouse eats. Holy is the seed. Holy are we.. Holy to everything on Earth

The Experimentalist (Part 1)

Swamp Donkey & TaRka - Unsocial Media

The Experimentalist will be out tomorrowish on Harsh Reality Music... link in the fruit basket as Hecklefish would say...  This track... Fuck knows, was messin' about... but the demise of this western Empire and it is demising rapidly.. seemed a place to venture artistically  - but who knows, these things can change as rapidly as Trumps orange tint :)

Music For The Death Of A Western Empire (Prologue)

Albums out on my Archive Netlabel as a free download.. maybe on Harsh Reality Music soonish... 

Archive: https://archive.org/details/music-for-the-death-of-a-western-empire

audiomack: https://audiomack.com/gypsy-73/album/music-for-the-death-of-a-western-empire

Deaththrows Of A Colonial Ideology

And The Freaks Came Out To Play

No sympathy for the devil; keep that in mind. Buy the ticket, take the ride...and if it occasionally gets a little heavier than what you had in mind, well...maybe chalk it up to forced consciousness expansion: Tune in, freak out, get beaten.

Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas


lol... don't ask and i won't tell... this here ''whatever it is' will be released on my Internet Archive place of abode ''And The Freaks Came Out To Play'' as a free download when it's done... should you desire to have it ...

The Rise And Fall Of Space Cat

Album available for free here - https://archive.org/details/and-the-freaks-came-out-to-play

how to describe it.... purple - with a hint of green  ... There is a story - i came across this stuff from 2008 or so by some Owl Brain Atlas.. not sure if they're still about... they did this  collection of Soundart, sound poetry .. you get the picture - and they - the owly people just let it loose on the world.. roaming aimless through the ether... I then, stumbled upon it... and so.. The Freaks Came Out To Play... which now in turn is set free to wander lonely as a cloud scraping ... lol.. I better not.... there is no foetus to be found here... enjoy :)    Swamp Donkey

despite what it says here album is public domain

A Bucket Full Of Nails

Swamp Donkey

Music is well said to be the speech of angels

Gypsy has been active in the underground music scene since the very early 80's, . An original and complex Audio Sculpted Psychedelic project founded during the 80s ... Music/soundscapes created by Gypsy working as Arzathon, Dreamtime Troubadours, Trolls on Acid, Heavy Metal Vampires on Nuclear Waste, featuring many notable artist from the underground scene....., Creating Music that draws you in, a spiritual /tribal experience like no other. Some pieces are heavily influenced by early krautrock infectious grooves but the whole musical signature consists of audio sculpted psychedelic electronic epics covered by harmonized acid rockin' dynamics. Largely improvised and a dangerously lysergic sounding experience.

Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and life to everything.

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