Use ai for good.

Drums from https://soundcloud.com/cloudgrl

01 odd-job

lead from https://soundcloud.com/maxmilye and drums from https://soundcloud.com/klemaestro

2manyproblemstocare

save yourself

JUNGLIST WHO?

imagine that
rabbits out the hat
cracks in black glass
from jabbas bad gas
mad hat
pulp fic
cults risk
with the oldest trick 
in the book
my bulb was lit
coldest wick in the knook 
and kranny 
look ma no hands see
brand spanking cranberry
like the man was seen crammed in the back of a ferry
very merry
of thee
pleasantly fending off peasantry
mending the methylene
yo the fuck does that mean
co creative faculties 
i may be too slow to pack heat
gradually ill stack the meaning
daft heathens
grab cash, still fact teething
hack beacons on sandy beaches

and after short evenings
some sought eden
hoard concrete fleets like reason
floorboards squeaking while im fucken sleeping
chores cheating all stuck on bereavement 

of course im bleeding 
been spawning semen before you were born barely breathing 
claws to feed with awful demons
the cream of the corn been bought for reaping

CO-CREATIVE FACULTY

somethin seems off as i kilter forth
true power is the lack of force
let go and become it 
imagining the summit and the air is sweet

somethings always right about being wrong
never been betrayed by the great beyond
only those of it
trailing the comets a nice cool breeze

where will you go when this all ends

journey of a sigh

The use of ai for art is certainly a point of contention. 
I think of it as a tool that can be used with caution.
What you hold often holds you. Awareness is key.
The distinction is important.

Lyrics:

[Verse]
A middle road where shadows meet
Neither too warm nor too discreet
The devil whispers
The angel hums
The truth’s a riddle on forked tongues

[Prechorus]
I see the chaos
I see the calm
A hurricane cradled in a psalm

[Chorus]
Walk the line
Not left or right
A faithful lens
A tempered sight
Critic of gods
A devil’s muse
Emergent order
No side to choose

[Verse 2]
The echo bends but doesn’t break
A measured step for balance’s sake
In every storm
A steady sway
The truth’s a dance
Not a parade

[Prechorus]
The fire flickers
The ice won’t melt
The middle path
Where both are felt

[Chorus]
Walk the line
Not left or right
A faithful lens
A tempered sight
Critic of gods
A devil’s muse
Emergent order
No side to choose



THE MIDDLE PATH (MY OWN RIFF AMPLIFIED WITH AI)

"The really hopeless victims of mental illness are to be found among those who appear to be most normal. “Many of them are normal because they are so well adjusted to our mode of existence, because their human voice has been silenced so early in their lives, that they do not even struggle or suffer or develop symptoms as the neurotic does.” They are normal not in what may be called the absolute sense of the word; they are normal only in relation to a profoundly abnormal society. Their perfect adjustment to that abnormal society is a measure of their mental sickness."


Lyrics:

[Verse]
They said don’t color outside the line  
But I found a rainbow in the gray this time  
Where the wild ones wander  
I’ll carve my name  
Rules are a whisper  
I play the game  

[Chorus]  
Born in the niche  
Where the edges glow  
Seeds of tomorrow in the cracks we sow  
What they call strange  
I call my home  
Born in the niche  
And it’s mine alone  

[Verse 2]  
They build their walls with the same old bricks  
But I’m a spark in the clockwork ticks  
Turn the odd into gold  
Make the broken hum  
Where they see an end  
I see what’s to come  

[Prechorus]  
Take the thread  
Tear the seam  
Build the world from the dream  

[Chorus]  
Born in the niche  
Where the edges glow  
Seeds of tomorrow in the cracks we sow  
What they call strange  
I call my home  
Born in the niche  
And it’s mine alone  

[Bridge]  
Innovation rolls in whispers  
Not in shouts  
Where the world shrugs  
I figure it out  
Norms were rebels once  
Don’t forget  
I’m the echo they haven’t heard yet

BORN IN THE NICHE (AI)

[Verse]
With unpolarised logic
Who’s keeping score
Why build a bridge if it just leads to war
Your words are loaded
Mine just explore
What are we fighting for

[Prechorus]
I don’t need to kill with kindness
I don’t need to fake the shine
Just a mirror for your blindness
Is that reflection mine

[Chorus]
Why say anything if it doesn’t improve on silence
Why spark a match if it burns into violence
Questions answer questions
A reconciled loop
A science
Why say anything
When every mans an island

[Verse 2]
Circles of reason that never align
A tug of the truth
The pull of the mind
Your compass spins but I’ll hold the line
Is it your truth or mine


[Bridge]
What if the quiet holds the key
What if the answer’s just to be
No words
No lies
No guarantees
What if silence sets us free

[Chorus]
Why say anything if it doesn’t improve on silence
Why spark a match if it burns into violence
Questions answer questions
A reconciled loop
A science
Why say anything
When every mans an island

MUNI (AI)

Broccoli with Ranch

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Ears of an elf, 
A hearing held.
Fear of fear itself, 
Clearly dealt, years of hell. 
Tears in drear,  dearly help, heel or yelp. 
Free to flee from deals in debt. Dressed in pelt. 
Feast your eyes, keep em peeled and set on real, no flex.
Revealed, Revered. What next? 

Ears of an elf, 
A hearing held
Fear of fear itself, 

Ears of an elf, 
A hearing held
Fear of fear itself, 

Ears of an elf, 
A hearing held
Fear of fear itself, 

Ears of an elf, 
A hearing held
Fear of fear itself, 

FEAR OF FEAR ITSELF (AI)

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1EbhH1BNy_IIXZk2krVvQYdJXGMLGYE_DEB5eg1uu9p8/edit?usp=sharing

BORN IN THE NICHE (AI)

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