Something bad happened again
I'm scared the sun is setting
The scary clocktower chimes
Theres something I'm forgetting

Trapped in the circle of sin
Am I forever dreaming
This kind of feeling that I've started to miss,
Lost memories watching clothes dry in the wind,
With my friend

I think I saw something sad
Medical nightmares and grafts
Light seeping in through the glass
A life that never began

Forever lost outside time
My star that fell out the sky
You disappeared from our life
A life that never began

I saw you in my dream and started to cry
Forever distant in a place out of time
All my life

Clotheslines

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double dutch (nezumi22 + stationery)

Melody from: https://soundcloud.com/sweetcafe/your-whole-life

smile+++++++++ your whole life

from somethings else. eventually
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exhausted

its a party in my bathtub and you're all invited (stationery)

@chekimeshi 
         

how do you expect me to receive a 'vision' if i can't even see?

well you're allowed to see if you want - i never said that was a part of it

ok well i can't exactly /see/ like.. this

so?

so? wat the hell do you expect me to do?

it's not the same avenue of transmission,,,:m

it's a vague spatial flavour -- like a set of instructions. it's a written description transcribed with spiritual fuzz

you have to piece it together with sticks in the mud with your hands & stuff if you want to /see/ it

ok well i have absolutely no idea what you're on about but /i/ feel like a fecking idiot laying here like this

yeah, you look like one too!

...

what am i even getting out of any of this? why do you want me here?

i think /you/ want to be here as much as /i/ want you to be :4

just wait a bit longer --

feel the objects around you begin to tilt about an anthropomorphic axis

keep setting there .. let your spirit slip out your ribcage & absorb into the floor under you

SPLASH SPLASH SPLASH

KNOCKING ON THE DOOR

DOORKNOB TURNS

DOOR OPENS & THEY BOTH WALK OUT WHILE HOLDING HANDZ WITH DRINKZ IN HAND

THERE"S CANDLES & STUFF ON THE TABLE

THERE"S CHATTER & STUFF BUT NONE OF THE OTHER PEOPLE ARE AS REAL AS THEY ARE

JUST PERVERSE & PRIMITIVE PSYCHOSPIRITUAL APPROXIMATIONS COBBLED UP BY TRIKSTER SPIRITS HELPING TURN THE SPOOL ON THE PROJECTOR

NEITHER OF THEM ARE SATISFIED OR RATHER THE VISCERAL DISSATISFACTION IS OVERCLOCKING THEIR NOGGINS

ANTI-HATE IS THEIR MIRROR

SO DEPRAVED THAT THEY CAN"T HELP BUT SLIP SPONTANEOUSLY INTO A PERVERSE STATE OF SUPER_SATIATION

WAIT LIKE, NO, EVERYTHING IS ACTUALLY SO PERFECT

THEY ACCIDENTALLY FORMED THE IDEAL LIFE OUT OF FUZZ FROM THE E_DUMPSTER

THEY FEEL SUCH A SMOTHERING HATRED OF ONE ANOTHER & THEMSELVES THAT THE LINE BETWEEN VIOLENT DISGUST & PSYCHE_MELTING IDOLATRY _ SMEARS & DRIPS ONTO THE FLOOR

THEY ARE NEARLY BREAKING INTO HYSTERICS... THE THIRST TO CRAWL INTO ONE ANOTHER HAS THEM NEARLY CLAWING AT THEIR THROATS & GURGLING UP HYPE_BILE

BUT AT THE SAME TIME, NEITHER CAN'T HARDLY BEAR ANOTHER MOMENT STANDING BESIDE THE OTHER

WELL THEY THINK THEY ARE DISGUSTING

BUT THIS IS A WORLD THAT WAS CREATED FOR THEM & THEM ALONE

THERE"S SNOW ON THE ROAD & SH!T

THERE"S NOBODY THERE BUT THE TREES AREN"T REALLY SURE WHAT ROOTS ARE SO THEY ARE SORT OF FLICKERING & GIGGLING & STUFF

EVEN THE TABLE LEGS ARE SENTIENT (well)

THEY ARE SHAKING & MAKING EYE CONTACT & DRAGGING THEIR FEET AROUND IN THE RECYCLE BIN PAPER & CARDBOARD & STUFF

THEY ARE LAUGHING & SEIZING & SQUEEZING EACH OTHER"S HANDS SO TIGHT IT HURTS REALLY BAD - THEY ARE CRACKING THE F**K UP WITH FRANTIC FLAIR

IT ALREADY GOT TO THIS POINT SO QUICKLY

ALL THE REST HAS TO BE STAGED NOW

JUST PICTURE THEM DRUNK & TREMBLING

GOING ON A NICE NIGHT OUTING PRESCRIBED & PERFORMED BY THEIR PSYCHIC SURROUNDINGS

THE LIGHTS ARE SHINING RIGHT ON THEM _ THE PROVERBIAL WHOLE FECKING WORLD HAS ITS EYES ON "EM

IF SOMETHING DOESN"T HAPPEN SOON, THEY ARE GOING TO EAT ONE ANOTHER

			-
o-oh

ok... yeah i-

i think i get it now.

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Empty Train at Dawn LoFi Ambient Cinematic

Story
The Lady of the Lake.
In the heart of the Brocéliande forest, where the trees whisper in Breton and the stones hold the memory of the Druids, there is a lake that does not appear on modern maps. They call it Lac du Miroir, because its surface reflects not only the sky, but also the most hidden thoughts of whoever looks in.
There lives Viviane, the Lady of the Lake, an immortal sorceress born from the dew and the music of the leaves. Her hair is like mist at dawn, and her eyes contain the blue of all the rivers of France. She does not walk: she glides over the water as if time obeys her.
Merlin's Legacy
Viviane was a disciple and lover of the wizard Merlin, but she was not his shadow. She learned the secrets of time, the alchemy of feelings, and the geometry of dreams. When Merlin fell prisoner of his own desire, locked in an invisible tower, Viviane became the guardian of his wisdom.
Since then, she has protected the balance between the human and the magical. Sometimes she appears to lost poets, to musicians who weep in silence, or to children who still believe in dragons. She offers them a cup of water from the lake, which does not quench their thirst, but awakens ancestral memories.
The Knight of Silence
In times of war, a nameless knight came to the lake seeking redemption. He had killed for orders, for honor, for fear. Viviane looked at him without judgment and offered him a crystal sword that could only be wielded in defense of beauty.
The knight accepted, and since then he has wandered the lands of France, protecting dreamers, lovers, and those who still believe in music. His armor does not shine, but his presence calms the wolves.
The Return
It is said that when the Louvre fills with water and the clocks of Paris stop, Viviane will emerge from the lake and walk the avenues.

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