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Welcome, friend.
Here we are at this hallowed impasse, foretold by the believer of time after Time, humorously existing within the one, static Eternity.
One way or another you made your way here, and now your eyes naturally assert themselves upon these markings of seeming meaning.  What goodies might they find?  What distortions may yet interject?
Exhaust your searches and breathe deep.  Despite it all, here we seem to be.  
There is no more to be done.  Nothing more to be.
That's all, folks.
Still, life goes on.  The tireless carousel, with shapes and lights of such magnificence and glamour that it can make one sick--round and round it goes.
When in carnivals, amusement parks... We sample the greasy, hypersweet and ultrasavory foods and challenge our guts on throttling rides o' plenty.  It's all part of the experience.
Won't you partake in these delights with me, beloved friend?
♥

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I play the bass.  I make meandering noise jams.  I use too many effects.  Sometimes, I make actual music.

Old fart just messing about, strictly amateur.  Looking more for collaborators (online or local) than followers, to be honest.  Just trying to get better and have some fun.

HIM

Discomalaria