None of us was going to get out alive anyway.

Things Get Messy

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Still iPhone SE Garageband & Camera no filter.

Redi’s Tortoise

Birds sing and trees wave jazz hands but Autumn spends her season listening to Winter's knock, staring transfixed by the approach of the empty inevitable end.

Autumn

Best played alone in headphones on an infinite loop while contemplating your surroundings as though having just returned from the dead. You are back. Another chance.

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Couldn't help but notice
underneath the porous self
so frustrated a chorus
of escalating voices:
Ah! Our mistakes enormous.
Our mistakes enormous.
Afterward millennia ignore us.
Our thin inner memories goad us
or forever enfold us.

⭐️ Back From the Dead (infinite loop)

A fleet of ships rested a steady distance on the event horizon.
The hatches open.
The first few bodies launch out and toward the well.
One by one, two by three, suddenly there are dozens and clumps of hundreds
time slows
Those who elected it
watch the universe die first
having paid a lifetime for the chance.

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Once again written on the MARTA red line. Here's the rejected rap lyrics about banging your mom I was gonna do over it--

Get in that missionary position lets hit the ignition.
You call me daddy, I'll call you kitten
we could charge admission.
Got me a baddy, ride in a caddy, rollin' a fatty,
with none of the riches and no other bitches
it's just your momma.
We drop forty dollars, hit the Ramada and cheat on your father.
I'm hitting the bottom, we don't use a condom, I'm not very fond of em.
Not being vicious, we're sexual creatures just fulfilling wishes.
She's blowing me kisses and cooking me dishes
steady nutritious.
How could I miss this?

⭐️ Black Hole Suicide (the Universe Dies First)

Gotta admit, I like this version better.

Lyrics:
Cheer up, friend
Cheer up, friend
it's all
Cheer up, friend
Cheer up, it's
all gone

It's easier now
(easier)
It's easier now
(easier)
here at
the end, friend
the end, friend
ain't so bad

It's OK
(it's ok)
It's OK
(it's ok)
It's OK
(it's ok)
It's all gone, but not bad

It's all gone
(it's all good)
It's all gone
(it's all good from here from here from here it's easy)

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Instruments on the Red Line today #marta #atlanta
Lyrics on my couch tonight
Secret vocal track: soundcloud.com/john-factorial/cheer-up-friend/s-nZiS5

Cheer Up, Friend (instrumental)

I don't see how an ending can be happy.

This is the lyricless song heard by a person aware they are living their final moments, right now. Right now. Right now.

<Happy|Ending>

Running From The Cops

Sticker art © B-Side Label https://bside-label.com/

Just a couple trips on the #RedLine #MARTA #ATL

Hoodie Hanami (フーヂィー花見)

Halcyon Inspirations

Music to despair to.

#RedLine #MARTA #ATL

The Desolate Lure Of Miss Anne

Dream begets intention. Intention forms a plan, taking shape until it clicks. In motion. Too late for all else but the determined drive toward revenge and inevitable regret.

Two #MARTA #RedLine trips. iPhone SE Garageband as always. Someone please help me with genre, please.

Plot, Execution, and Aftermath

"I know what I must do," he said to himself, knowing he shouldn't.

#MARTA #RedLine

Awakened To Dark Purpose

Beginning alone, you find voices that harmonize and voices that do not.
As each rises and falls you carry forward.
The goal remains.
A long way still.
Closer than ever.


Begun on trains, finished on a balcony.
#Atlanta #BlackLivesMatter

Forward (They Will Follow)

Pocket composer. Garage Band on iPhone.
Most songs written on a train commute.
Track art is original photography.
#Headphones. Sit & listen a while.
#Love if you can.

Electronic Train Songs by John Factorial

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