@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 & ORCHESTRATED 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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The Shimmering
On the violet-blue world of The Planet Wub, every orbital cycle brings the season known only as The Shimmering. During this time, the twin suns align, saturating the forests in waves of bioluminescent light. It is said that the planet’s inhabitants — crystalline-skinned beings attuned to rhythm and resonance — enter a state of cosmic courtship, communicating through low-frequency bass pulses rather than words.

The track captures that moment:

Funk-heavy jungle breaks as heartbeat accelerations

Alien percussion arrays echoing across the glimmering valleys

Bass frequencies entwining like dancers beneath the twin moons

For those who hear it on Earth, The Shimmering isn’t just music — it’s a love song between galaxies, a mating call broadcast through jungle drums and subsonic frequencies to any species capable of feeling rhythm in their bones.

🌟Xenobungalism: The Intergalactic Bungalist Frontier🌟

If Bungalism is the Rebirth of Jungle, then Xenobungalism is the First Contact. It begins with 1993–1995 jungle DNA — chopped breaks, rolling basslines, ritual percussion — then splices it with sound sources that don’t exist on Earth:

Hallucinated breakbeats folding time signatures in impossible geometries

Speculative instruments made from crystal, plasma, or quantum pressure waves

Alien fauna rhythms — cephalopod bass trumpets, insectoid percussion, telepathic dolphin choirs, creatures beating subsonic warning signals on hollow asteroid shells

The dancefloor becomes off-world terrain:

Raves in bioluminescent swamps under three moons

Bass ceremonies led by Octophantelepi elders

Wobblefish tribes summoning tidal drops with spectral drums

Xenobungalism rejects human minimalism and keeps the bright, playful, skankable spirit of Bungalism alive — but filtered through extraterrestrial physics. Delays loop through wormholes, Doppler sweeps bend spacetime, and every drop feels like the gravitational pull of a black hole made of funk.

It’s jungle when the rainforest itself has been abducted, mutated, and turned into a galactic breakbeat ecosystem.

#Xenobungalism #Aquabungalism

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