The Compleat Primer to the Secret History of the World

SplatCatDoodleBlatt

Nice Week's Work

fiwdia

the cult of the sun god
survives to this day
great ra-horakty
falcon-headed god
child of the light
Great father of magic
Chariot that drives the sun
through the sky

RA-HORAKTY

there is only one law
the law is One
there is only one consciousness
under the sun
You are all
and all is one
and the whole host of 
heaven and hell
is your mother and son

there is no right
there is no wrong
just what you hear
of an infinite song 

We are the light
that shall douse all the fires
that liars have built
and feed with tires
eclipsing the truth, 
the source of all life
so that they can consume us
Alive

you stand at a socket 
plug in hand
wondering why
you are not electrified
stand beneath
the living sun
and wonder why
you are not alight

All serve He
there is nothing else to serve
It is impossible not to serve
so serve others
specifically
Serve RA-HORAKTY

The Compleat Primer to the Secret History Of the World

Solar Warden

Solar Warden old version

Percussive Persuasion

Persuasive Percussion

I go now to the Sarcophagus of Thoth
lay my body inside
return to its place, the heavy lid
And wait outside

I open the door whose key is silence
Enter the way whose path is night
Cross the abyss of an infinite ocean
And dissolve myself into a body of light
With the energies freed from my physical form
I create a portal
And invite him forth

comes unto me from another plane
the great baboon with golden mane
red jasper crowned
carnellian phallus, with it
we penetrate the earth's crust
through the passage opened 
with the joyous consent of the stone
that had blocked it

descend we the dark way that leads into light
to the fountain of life that is ever full
there in the hall of records to seek out
the flower of light that exhales life eternal

He who by progress has grown from the darkness, 
lifted himself from the night into light, 
free is he made of the halls of his breathren, 
free of the Flower of Light and of Life

Energy Conversion Box

Energy Conversion Box Demo

landed on the sunrise, everybody out
We're not taking off again
only way home is inside out
folded into another dimension
just walk it off
it was only an explosion
on the sun
an explosion on the sun
have you ever had such fun
No, you haven't.

you snost, you lost
i took the bed
the one on fire in your head
there's nowhere better to wind up dead
than the sunrise in your head

landed on the sunrise, everybody out
I said out, get out, get, get the fuck out
Only forward is through
only backward is true
Around the big circle
until a triangle cuts you
and pyramids bled from your head

your eyeballs are green 
it's a little obscene 
where everything is on fire
but if you've never been in a situation this dire
May I suggest that you watch The Wire?

But anyway i'm not one to advertise
except for the good shit in everyone's lives
so come to the sunrise, 
it's way better here
Get free of the Earth, or go get me a beer

Landed on the Sunrise

Landed On The Sunrise

The Ways It Started

off of this heap, off of this heap, and 
out into the slapping waves, baby
and let them swim their own lap 
x2

little boat to float shit on
can't you tell there's something wrong
someone here is playin long
gonna have to call the throng
Summon the apes, the crocs, canaries
tell em we're off hunting fairies
dancing gainst the grain of time
writin words dont even rhyme
tell em how you really feel
and peel em like an onion peel
croc dont care if it aint fair
you're only there to support the reel

little boat to float my ass
help me get there friggen fast
leave this future in the past
get off somewhere where it lasts
Majority rules; majority's on blast
These dirty apes wouldn't know a good thing
if it were sitting in their hairy laps
And so i do not give a crap
offa this heap out into the slappin waves
let em swim their own lap

offa this heap x2

You don't know, ye dumb sonofabitch
Maybe one day you'll find out
But I can't tell you anything
With all your bullshit lying about
So clean your act, you little pig
And maybe you can get off the wing
But until you get it all together
Gonna live out in the weather
living like an animal 
until you stop playin the fool
So pack your bag and get to school
And learn until your brain is full
And no we don't waste upgrades
On low potential

The Compleat Primer to the Secret History of the World, Volume 1

Using your Ears to draw Lines in your Eyes

Using Your Ears To Draw Lines In Your Eyes

alien consciousness
descends upon the earth
above the barren rock that would give us all birth
seeding all local stars
with the building blocks of life

they are coming

time and again they returned to check in
making their rotations across the void
editing, moulding, and shaping 
each world pon which they grew life
folding space to slip through the void,
skipping stones 'cross the pond of time

they are coming
they are coming

the aeons went past
through the aqueous and ectotherms
and on unto mammals and man
Now maybe they're pleased they created us
Maybe they'll bomb us back to the cretaceous
But at least we all know where we stand

hey, they're here, never
left this place, never left this sphere, oh
hey, they're gone, oh
just living on the bottom of the ocean
Find them and free ourselves
we got nothing to live for but the end itself
draw down the moon 'pon this mortal hell
we got nothing to live for but the end itself

hear now the silent self
flowing over the barriers you held
admit now that what is true
cannot be known by any one of you
a picture not contained in time
can not be seen from within its lines, oh, but
find the door and step outside
And witness the truth we have tried to hide

we come in peace, prepared for war
in the name of civility 
but we're not gonna bring some barbarians home
just because they fucked up their scene
we're the reincarnations of brohda
and ten thousand more names besides
and if we have to kill you, you won't leave here alive

The Reincarnation of Brohda - EMERGENT VERSION

The Reincarnation Of Brohda EMERGENT VERSION

Another grand cycle draws to a close
imperiling your future
Heedful not
Of the senseless debate
About nature and nurture
Had upon the surface
Once all is forgotten
250 thousand years later
But time did not exist
Till we created it for you

Your function -
the infinite
extension
Into selfhood
Of perfection
Fractals of the fractured awareness
that is everywhere
your purpose, anamnesis

We tried to demonstrate for you
The power of the truth
Calling the Temples from the aether
Their perfect imprint existing forever
But the projection we made has been replaced
by those who deny what's real
And insist on ephemera
To define the whole anima, but
Rooted not in shadow, 
this can not be slain

So when you were created
You listened and believed
And everyone was powerful
And many of you were kings
But the divine right to rule
Expired
And y'all continued on like fools
Worshipping your idols and making your own rules

And the civilisation you've made
Is not worth the stain on 
the boot that would crush it
not even worth it
then as now, and ever, lies
the obvious escapes your eyes
the truth you live, itself alive
continually you deny

We tried to demonstrate for you
The power of the truth
Calling the Temples from the aether
Their perfect imprint existing forever
We tried to demonstrate for you 
the joy of eternal youth
But the decisions you made
Brought your own shame upon you
And destroyed what we gave

from timespace, to space in time
inevitably, we forget our lines
in like rain, we drip to life
immediately they try to dry
the misery, we'd all decry
were it not for the demons in our minds
the truth you live, itself alive
shall save your life and all your kind

Anamnesis of twisting light
ever unborn and ever undying
permanence can be no crime
the only truth in the land of time
Vesper of the endless night
know your past and know what calls you
Down into the crucible
That shapes the future of free will
 
We tried to demonstrate for you
The power of the truth
Calling the Temples from the aether
Their perfect imprint existing forever
We tried to demonstrate for you 
the joy of eternal youth, and that the 
perfect love that yearns to burst forth from you
Shall erase all your pain

doing the work which
in a quarter of a million years
will be utterly destroyed
i do not want your worship
i want your betterment
rid this planet of the demon that 
insists upon destroying it
He's you
He is you
You are the demon he's talking to
You are the unappeasable
Destitute, indolent 
Infant denying the truth
Your personalities, lies you 
Tell yourself, just to
Spur you into action
Heedlessly and toward
Ever greater 
Error and impaction

But the bull cares not who has him by the horns
as the rose cares not who suffers as he's 
pricked by its thorns
That the fool might not know his folly 
is offense enough
for me

The Lesser Metals

My children formed their own band without me.  

the ways of darkness and light

Demon Crusher

Piggies

piggy

paw patrol, paw patrol
they'll be there in the cat-car
pikachu zaps you to ash
while Goh catches Captain Underpants
Ponies on the magic schoolbus
Dinotrux eat number blocks
Storybots to explain why
Bandit's a better dad than your guy

i can't remember who i am
my teeth turned green from all the jam
last month i didn't change my clothes
and now my toenails touch my nose
did ponyo fly a magic castle?
kung fu panda killed miss frizzell
I can't even remember if i've
seen this show, but

we won't turn off the tv

Elsa fought the one punch man
Raya's on Hiccup's dragon
The Lorax ate the Avatar
that robot just became a car
the fluegels don't know what a popsicle is
Woody's just one of Pinnochio's kids
The lord of the war of the rings in the stars
but nobody talks about Bruno

Hey kids why don't you go outside
There's screens on the inside of your eyes 
But all they say is no no no
we only want to watch our show
and now they say how it will go
Not only will they just not go, but

it ain't a problem when they play
just take it all and make it into a game 

We Won't Turn Off The Tv

We Won't Turn Off The TV

I took a marrow bone and hit him on the head

Bad Guy National Anthem

When it started out
it was looking like it all'd
go right in

to a hall of fame-tier
catalogue of cryin

so we started lookin
for wrongs we could be righting

and the list we made
was the arm's length
Of Orion

but the cheesecloth of time
kept squeezing us out
the tight end

the mouth shot off 
the opportunity 
dematerializing

the bird of paradise
pooped in my coffee
and kept on flyin'

and the cheesecloth of time
just kept squishin us out
the tight end


never again
we used to say
before it happened every day
the years go bleeding by
it, unopposed

we could be talking about anything
but you know exactly 
what i'm thinking
we'll ride the lightning through their dome
yeah ride it right back
to our home

but the cheesecloth of time
kept squeezing us out
the tight end

as we spend all our time
trying to keep 
from frying

the bird of paradise
just pooped in my coffee 
and kept on flying

and the cheesecloth of time
kept squeezing us out
the tight end

The Cheesecloth of Time

Fired up by emberlight
Under the blazing stars 
Of Penetanguishene
such a full sky
even to an out-of-date prescription

Thank you, dear wife
for making this happen
even though i still found an outhouse to crap in
we glamped our way
Right through the night

In Penetanguishene
Where the grass was green
But the seaweed was a dingy dirty gray
Seagull Rock was covered in it
Don't know what else we expected 
but the beaches
oh the beaches made the perfect day

Going down to the beach after dark
to check out the moving stars
Of Penetanguishene
august star shower
Satellites, UFOs, space station
Somebody threw the Big Dipper at Orion
That thing's pretty big, man
No wonder he's hiding
We glamped our way
Out into the night

In Penetanguishene
Where the firewood sings
And that heavy wind can blow you 
across the bay
Awenda Provincial Park, oh
Wife and kids sleeping out in the dark
You put the fire back into my life
at just the right time

Firing up by ember light
Under the blazing stars
Of Penetanguishene...

Penetanguishine demo 1

Your momma took one look at you and knew that you were bad
and everyone who met you knew the future you would have
no sense wasting time, it'd only drive em mad
your daddy took you outside, and this is what he said, he said

expect something of yourself
blacker than the darkest blues
ain't a soul in this world can't spot the truth
there's only black light coming out of you

music was your only love, so you knew what he said
you took your guitar, stole his car, and fucked off outta there
roaring down the highway till you ended up in jail
16 years old, bought and sold, and on your way to hell

expect something of yourself
blacker than the darkest blues
ain't a soul in this world can't spot the truth
there's only black light coming out of you

Undergrowth beneath the canopy
Birds soaring over your sty
Everything said is said endlessly
Heedless, the spirit won’t fly

Temptation tears you, destroys will 
Upright, that bass sound is fine
Addict’s game is to deny to the soul
That music which is its birthright

Ripping up roots for a fresh look
Laying the stones of a new path
Hopping on trails from an ancient road
There is nothing that you don’t know

exhausting the feeling of false versus right
nothing is left but the fight
exhausting the feeling of true vs wrong
in the end there is only this, only the song

everything in front of you you'd need to be a man
tossed it all aside because you had another plan
vengeance ain't the high road but the view's still pretty grand
and you know who you'll be facing when you have to make a stand

ain't a knife in this world could cut that noose
ain't a fool on earth who'd set you loose
killed the part of you that could tell the truth
there's only black light coming out of you

Blacker Than the Darkest Blues

reposting this track until it gets recommended or soundcloud admits there's an AI filtering our music; it's immoral to filter a song which is a warning of danger, merely because it's true, and presumably any grown up would see that.  It's also certainly no ruder than other music already available in the public sphere, so prudism and the wrong side of history are currently winning (obviously) 

The time of the petty fascist is again upon us!

AFK at the Wheel

hey mr fireball 
up in the sky
won't you come down and 
burn through dark heights

been raining buckets of cats and dogs
all through the night
won't you poke through 
and help us all get dry


whipping up these storms out in the 
roasting ocean
someone left the gas on 
and now we're all toasted

hurricane in a horse's shoe
nothing left for me and you 
To do but ride the wind 
and hope it'll save our skins


hey mr fireball
reach out and touch us
extend a hand of plasma
and stretch it out toward us

burn away this attitude
that threatens to bore us
a little excitement to pick us up
just before the chorus


whipping up these storms out in the 
roasting ocean
someone left the gas on 
and now we're all toasted

hurricane in a horse's shoe
nothing left for me and you 
To do but ride the wind 
and hope it'll save our skins


hey mr fireball 
out in the night
won't you come round and 
give a little moonlight

pouring out the magic
that shapes all our lives
won't you come round and 
pierce this dark night


whipping up these storms out in the 
roasting ocean
circulation's slowing, then you're
gonna see something

hurricane in a horse's shoe
nothing left for me and you to do
but ride the wind
and hope it'll save our skins


whipping up these storms out in the 
roasting ocean
someone left the gas on 
and now we're all toasted

hurricane in a horse's shoe
nothing left for me and you 
To do but ride the wind 
and hope it'll save our skins

circulation's slowing, then you're 
gonna see something
nothing left to do
but accept what is coming

hurricane in a horse's shoe
nothing left for me and you to do
but ride the wind


Hey mr fireball
I heard what you told us
Everyone else is too
Stupid to notice

Burn away this atmosphere 
That threatens to bone us 
and light up these lizardbrains 
who think that they own us

Hey Mr Fireball

You have no inspiration, motivation, or goals,
You're technically dead cause you've destroyed your soul.
Ignoring boredom is a trick of the trade,
Your conscience not needed and it's starting to fade.

You forget the difference between wrong and right,
You accept your punishment without a fight.
Moral incompetence is a value you've learned,
Considerably less than what you have earned.

Eat your mechanical breakfast,
Chew on your rivets and swallow your bolts, now
Eat your mechanical breakfast, if
You want to grow up to be big and strong and,
Dumb.

Lacking intelligence, your thinking is hazy,
Trapped in the middle of sane and crazy.
The ones who control you have embezzled your brain,
All nerves inactive, you feel no pain.

Your mind's not what matters to the ones you obey,
Who exploit your limbs as you do what they say.
As long as you function, thats all that they need,
You are energy on which their establishment feeds.

Repetition is a curse that you consider a blessing, 
Repetition is the fire that you fuel with your dreams.
Repetition is a weight that is ever pressing,
Repetition is your baggage fallin' apart at the seams.
Repetition is the rival that you're never besting,
Repetition is the guidance that comes from above,
Repetition is the muscle that is never resting, 
Repetition is the curse that you're 
Gonna love

Accomplishing nothing, your toil never ends,
Never heard a complement or given amends.
You cannot leave, you're locked in a cage,
Your life is considered a suitable wage.

Eat your mechanical breakfast,
Gnaw on your nails, stop grinding your gears, now
Eat your mechanical breakfast, what
You don't finish today will never go away.

Mechanical Breakfast (ÜBERHELLA version)

well i
went out for a smoke one day, yeah
standing in the fountain
said i went out for a smoke one day and i 
never came back in
filled me up a jugful and I
was never seen again

well we're lost in the wilderness and we
like to leave it flippin in the wind, said we're 
lost in the wilderness, and i
feel our doom a-calling
i don't even want to tell you
where we land when we stop falling

Said there ain't no button to undo this 
there ain't no fountain of youth
but it's always easier to sell you some shit 
than it is to tell you the truth

neighbour's in the bear trap baby
that he set to catch the zombies
while his dipshit friends are bitchin cryin
bout having women in the army
nothing getting done's any good
but for them's still at the party

well, there ain't no button to undo this
there ain't no fountain of youth
but it's always easier to sell you some shit 
than it is to tell you the truth

Smoking In The Fountain of Youth

Fired up by emberlight
Under the blazing stars
Of Penetanguishene
such a full sky
even to an out-of-date prescription

Thank you, dear wife
for making this happen
even though i still found an outhouse to crap in
we glamped our way
Right through the night

In Penetanguishene
Where the grass was green
But the seaweed was a dingy dirty gray
Seagull Rock was covered in it
Don't know what else we expected
but the beaches
oh the beaches made the perfect day

Going down to the beach after dark
to check out the moving stars
Of Penetanguishene
august star shower
Satellites, UFOs, space station
Lake wind froze our tushes off
so it's back to the campsite
To sit on Big Rock
We glamped our way
Out into the night

In Penetanguishene
Where the firewood sings
And that heavy wind can blow you
across the bay
Awenda Provincial Park, oh
Wife and kids sleeping out in the dark
You put the fire back into my life
at just the right time

Firing up by ember light
Under the blazing stars
Of Penetanguishene...

Penetanguishine

Instrumental track depicting a space battle which results in the bombardment and destruction of the homeworld and our heroes' eventual escape to Earth.

Ashes of NGC 6960

in the center of mind 
sits a singular void
where all is created
and all is destroyed
recycling all 
through the field it creates
your body itself is the living gate
and if you create
within your mind
those structures within 
that have served throughout time
the madness you've known
from then on, is joy
For the world is your oyster
And its shell, your toy!

Center your self 
in liminal space
witness collapsing 
& expanding space
Fall into the center
Of the center's insides
Then bounce off the bottom
and blow yer damn mind

working the mercury through catalyst
purified by fire, all coarseness of earth
captain badness would complete the great work
and the gates of madness, reveal our true worth

it was just too much
for the man to deny
he knew what he wanted
He wanted to fly
With Icarus' wings 
And Hercules' legs
he knelt & he straightened
and shot off into space
and I wanted to go 
along for the ride
so i wasn't watching when he 
flamed out and died
but i felt it when he left us
felt it in my chest
like the part of me ripped out
that i loved the best

now listen my daughter
and baby boy
as i tell you a secret
few else will employ
there's only one thing 
worth learning in this world
and that's to love everything
as though it were yours
Because it is
it really is 
it's yours

and you ain't supposed to run it all
into the god damned ground
like we are

and the ones who run the world
tug on monied strings 
to harm from afar

and they kill
and they destroy
and they make war
and they sell toys
and sell you cars

he sat and went quiet
and when he awoke
he found he could see them
and all they had wrought
Suppression, and 
so much noise
an endless hum, like the 
buzzing of flies

We live in their jar
we feed them our lives
and when they have ended
they make us go twice
and ripped out of context
you forget what's right
and the gates of madness
shall claim your whole life

and I wanted to go 
along for the ride
so i wasn't watching when he 
flamed out and died
but i felt it when he left us
felt it in my chest
like the part of me ripped out
that i loved the best

and i wanted to go
along for the ride
so i wasn't listening
when he told me why
Though we all learn the hard way
the lessons of time
i'll make your path easy
just hold to this light

Captain Badness at the Gates of Madness

Swing and a miss!

reposting this track until it gets recommended or soundcloud admits there's an AI filtering our music; it's immoral to filter a song which is a warning of danger, merely because it's rude, and presumably any grown up would see that.  It's also certainly no ruder than other music already available in the public sphere, so prudism and the wrong side of history are currently winning (obviously) 

The time of the petty fascist is again upon us!

AFK at the wheel

Hello, Hell, public service announcement here, this is your leader speaking.
Heaven has sent a message they've requested be read to all of you, let's see.
Blah bla- it's quite long, I'll summarize, let me just read ahead a bit..

hahahahaha
you fuckin dipshits thought he'd make shit cheaper
hahahahaha
thought you'd found yourselves a fuckin keeper
hahahahaha
they told you so many fuckin times
hahahahaha
that that thief on the cross is not the one you seek for

hahahahaha
and as he turns his fucking head, ahh
hahahahaha
you see in his eyes just what they said, hahaha
hahahahaha
you fucking trolls just owned yourselves SO hard
hahahahah
and he's trickling down pon y'all tards

isn't that good?  the monkey thinks
as he notices the flavour of what he drinks, well

under the bus
bump! bump!
roll with a prick, and you're like to get stuck
under the bus, 
womp thunk
reactionaries gonna react 
on the climb to the top
under the bus,
bump! bump!
the wheel's going round
if you like it or not
under the bus
crunch crunch
revenge of the morons, baby, 
destroying all they have won

some corporate welfare hypocrit rules the world
like it's in putin's pocket
destroying all the datasets
after he cooked the docket

the crops are rotting in the field
your friendships are in tatters
your government does not exist
and nothing you say matters

isn't that good? the monkey thinks
as he notices the emptiness of his beliefs, well

under the bus
bump! bump!
roll with a prick, and you're like to get stuck
under the bus, 
womp thunk
reactionaries gonna react 
on the climb to the top
under the bus,
bump! bump!
the wheel's going round
if you like it or not
under the bus
crunch crunch
revenge of the morons, baby, 
destroying all they have won

under the bus
bump! bump!
roll with a prick, and you're like to get stuck
under the bus, 
womp thunk
reactionaries gonna react 
on the climb to the top
under the bus,
bump! bump!
the wheel's going round
if you like it or not
under the bus
crunch crunch
revenge of the morons, baby, 
destroying all they have won

A Holy Message to the Unholy, As Presented By Your Leader demo

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