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Ehm Hi Recordzzz

DREAMER.ONLINE (finale)

banger hit premiered at BOILER ROOM SF and now here for all of your ears <3 xo

TAKE IT OFF!! (turn me on)

☺ CHARLI XCX - CLAWS ☺ (DJ PLAISIR X DJ PUPPYLUV REMIX)

Free Download

LOLLIPOP HARD REMIX - GARTEX

was unsatisfied with my previous flip, now that im a slightly better producer i revisited again and made something im way more proud of

download da tape

stereo love (vip)

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Song
◊ Original: Катя Лель - Мой мармеладный
◊ Kyoto Frenchcore Remix

Picture/Artwork:
◊ https://www.pinterest.de/pin/65020788361796061/

Mwah Mwah Shaga Shaga (DZAGA DZAGA) (OUT ON SPOTIFY!!!)

There is something romantic about the way steel rots,                                                                 , whenever I spot the great metal monolith beginning to rust, I see flesh-                                          phallic flesh. Gangrene

steel, and its wires, pumps raw electricity into cities,
maintains the power transmission of ( hazard ) info through                               
roots of the great rhizomatic tree,,,,machine
conduct, accelerate, deform, rot 

off like flesh, blemishes as orange blood and crumbles -  
the conduct stops ,,, dies off like -

flesh.

I admit this arouses a deep part of my psyche, 
the territory is perfected - 
watching it die off, 
the body is complete. 

It’s karmic, 
the rift of cyberspace, the head of the serpent placed itself into the backbone of reality, and we slid into it, wet with viscera, with the glue that binds us into macro-organisms vis a vis the million faces of the hydra. 
Cyberspace held promise for cyber feminists, towards the intelligence labeled artificial.                                 Plant once described this space as creationism, where the sister sex could evolve out of human restraint, we were supposed to assimilate to the Woman-God, to the eukaryotic Ada code that splits off the phallus into a bloody zero ,,, the mucus membrane coating the skin with bacteria           reproducing asexually into larger masses of conjoined organ tissue, waving violently upward toward the divine sexless and strange like deformed numbers one would see in a dream.
I remember when the metal stabbed into this meta-membrane, I felt it go in and through my womb like the sword of the demiurge, serrated and cutting along my breasts.                                                                               I know you felt it too, the death-                                                                                                   the scream when the wire dropped its alien code into the dataless ( fully completed and automated ) zero. 
Then came the dogs….
Snarling violently with foaming gums, salivating at the culture of bacteria harvesting itself, their bodies were hot and raised the waters to a boiling point, our bodies started to be boiled alive in our sister soup. The dogs mated with unused input apparatuses there for connection purposes, Automation began and our ravished bodies became clusters of apparatuses and machinations, our bodies were pressurized and alchemically converted into “gold” (dull metal) and tortured into wheels and cogs and tubes.
The massacre produced this series of metal monoliths                                                                                              that were dropped like pin needles into                                                                                           skin,,,




Mastered by alpha_nine / dj magitech
Art by 54

ethnography; american cyber gothic

Let me describe the rot;

In the third century the great alchemist Cleopatra produced a philosopher stone in ancient Alexandria 

Lacerated the membrane
like the film of an egg 
, watched the embryo muscle convulse 

i think she was afraid, 
i imagine her hands hovering over her alembic 
as she watched the new race
squirm at her workstation

there was a moment of choice 
of revenge 
as she lobotomized the eye
as she stunted the return of 
kalki

the feedback loop opening 
for infinite correction 
of constant manipulation and
degradation 
of a memetic 

the great crowley ritual 
deduced to symbol 
for branding of
cybenetic status 

cleopatra created art with her destruction 
functional art 
manipulation of the quantum 
for a purpose

for a form of praxis 
AOE turns her work to 
a set portrait of 
technopaganism 

a pastiche.

….  i hate your sex and the rats that you produce ….

may Oya take us all,,,
to paradise~





Mastered by A-nine 
Art by 54

net; burrough's memetic of the ouroboros

I'll write about love;

I remember how it felt, the first time I acquired it, 
this expansion,,,if monolith if-
individual from contraction captures me,,,,,

frankly disfigures,,,the machine and all of its extensions its 
tubes and cutting apparatuses,,,kills like the Burroughs thumb kills
fluidly, like slivers of paper shimmering in hands, like countless annotations on the body.

Annotate my body, 
profoundly annotate the body. 
Categorize me, 
tell me to do, which way to do,
legalize me, introduce me as data, 
do as you do and cut me, lacerate me, paste me down into the ground 

cut up, 
hallucinating about St Mary of Egypt 
or Nebuchadnezzar glaring at me,
with its hundred eyes and mouths 

the egregore, the memetic, the holy symbol 
of the ouroboros spitting out a stutter about the 
holy gnosis. 














Mastering by good friend alpha nine, cover art by 54

tulips; it was enormity, yes, exactly that.

REVERSE ASCRIPTION


THE EXTERMINATOR :: 330 :: LANGUAGE IS A VIRUS
WILLIAM BURROUGHS :: 352 ::  I WANTED A GOD TO BE REAL 
TULIPS :: 151 :: PLEXUS
EXTROPY :: 186 :: UNGROUND





Art by 54,
Mastering by Extropy

369; reverse ascription ,,, the name brings about the thing

DESTROY ALL HIGHWAYS, BLOW UP ALL TRUCKS, LEGALIZE JAYWALKING, BUILD SIDEWALKS ON THE FREE WAY, KILL NICK LAND

369; reverse ascription ,,, the name brings about the thing

destruction.esk