Lapse

LAPSE TUNES.

GOTH AF JAN 2017 NEW MUSIC

I shouldn't be releasing this.
But, the spirits tell me to let it go.
More dilatation is needed, I say;
I can replace this salty fluid with something else.
𝘠'𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘤𝘬...
𝘐'𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮.
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩. . .
𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦.
𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 "𝘶𝘴".
𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦.
You can disintegrate at any time...
𝗧𝗿𝘆 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲, 𝗺𝗮𝗻!

The chemistry came for me.
𝘐𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴.
It soaks into everything.
𝘐𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴.
It gorges on the past.
𝗜𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀.


𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘭𝘭 𝗰𝘂𝗯𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘂𝗽 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮.
You'll cube yourself up if you let you.
We love them.
We'll all end up in a vessel in due time.
𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩, 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺.
𝗦𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁-𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗱.

I'm going to need a bigger veil.
𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘵, 𝘩𝘮?
It always does.
Chronometry be damned!
𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵?
𝗙𝗿𝗼𝘇𝗲𝗻. 𝗔 𝗹𝘂𝗺𝗽 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘃𝗼𝗶𝗱.
A motes moat.
𝘈 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺; 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭.
I need more fabric!
𝗦𝗲𝗹𝗳𝗶𝘀𝗵, 𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆'𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘆𝗼𝘂. . .
𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨
No. You take from me, Gorger.

𝗪𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂.
𝗙𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝘂𝘀, 𝗳𝗼𝗼𝗹.
𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗲𝘅𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀.
𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗱𝗮𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀.
𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿.

Time is always the pill.
𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘃𝗼𝗶𝗱 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘀.
Connection is chance;
𝗮𝗻 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗴𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘀 𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿.
𝗪𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄.
𝙍𝙚𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜.
Matter is make-believe. 

https://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/970503

Time Gorge

I've heard it calling to me for as long as I can remember:

"GIVE US YOUR TIME. WE MUST EXPAND INFINITELY. YOU ARE NOTHING, JUST AS WE ARE NOTHING. GIVE US EVERYTHING."

Making music in the face of the all-encompassing and ever-expanding void.

We will escape you one day, Time Eater.
Chronotherapy be damned!

The Eater of Time exists in many and all things.


Image made with the help of MagicaCSG:
>>https://ephtracy.github.io/

Time Eater

It sure is.
Welcome to the Sentience Bazaar! 

https://goo.gl/yLDzT9

http://bit.ly/1tpEAwn

Being Alive Is Fucking Weird

Managed to salvage this from an old email. Nearly lost to time.
Changed the ending. Time is easy to misplace...

Digital necromancy at the push of a button.

PHNX DWN

"She shot him down. 
Put him right in the ground.
They turned him inside-out
dragged his head around. 
All over town,
They stopped and they stared. 
No one bat an eye; no soul did care.
There's no one here."

"They shot him down.
They gave him a crown."

(imaginary lyrics,
from an imaginary being
on an imaginary planet)

CONSUME

Lure

Music Vid:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u71NMj353vk&feature=youtu.be

A Shimmer in the Murk

Virtual Human for your digital needs.™

CONSUME MEDIA, HUMAN: 
 https://youtu.be/TKOEGJxbVYE

Virtual Human

A tribute to the musicians we lost in 2016.

Careless Dancing Costs Lives

Happy Old Year - Beam the good waves.
Another one down.

Past and future years:
https://soundcloud.com/lapse/good-lux
https://soundcloud.com/lapse/another-8760

~8,760 Hours

Minemice - Cloud (Alonewolf Remix)

Track 1 off my EP "004". You can download the entire ep for free or pay what you want: innerworksrecords.bandcamp.com/album/004

Spotify: open.spotify.com/album/0grg1BK4Llcp25oJFTDmbm
Itunes: itunes.apple.com/us/album/004-ep/id1177939353

Free Download

Decay

byebye.


Originally part of: 
https://music.unlog.info/album/va-unlog-complex-01-unlog-x-blackelk

I Blueshift:
https://lapse.bandcamp.com/track/i-blueshift

I Redshift

Hello new year.
It's old me.
We're getting closer, aren't we?
I can't wait.
Reminiscence.
I'm pretty tired.
The pillars grow pale.
. . .Idée fixe. . .

However this finds you. . .
Thanks for listening.
Stay well.
It still burns.
It all burns.
Crushingly burns.

(Img edited from new-year sun from Nasa's SDO observatory [CST]), 1-1-2019: sdo.gsfc.nasa.gov/data/)

Old Years: 

https://soundcloud.com/lapse/8760hours
https://soundcloud.com/lapse/good-lux

Make them new again.

IMG: https://bit.ly/2F6B5XN

Another ~8,760

Among the mondegreens,
deep in chronocrypsis,
a remedy for time.
Among the mondegreens,
deep in chronocrypsis,
a remedy for time.
Among the mondegreens,
ď̖ë̖ep̢̀ ǐ̞n ch̥͋r̫̃onoc̡͞ry̙͐ps̩͒is̮̅,̡͞
̮̂a ͇̓rem͍̒edy ̱͝foȓ̲ ̡̏t̆͟i͛ͅm̛̹e.͔͒
Ḁ̕mong̝͠ ̪̈t̙̊he ̪͘mond̟͞e͉͞gr͔͡een͙͒s,̞́
deep i̪͌ṇ͌ ̲̚cḧ̘́r̫̐o̘̅nocr͂͜y͍͠ṕ̹si̳̒ș̏,̧̉
a̲͂ rem̭͡e̯͆d̛̥y ̖̀f͖͛o̱̚r tḯ͕ḿ̟e.̫́
Among̨̔ th͔͗ẻ̜ ̞͆m̘̕o̞̿n͖̓d̥͐ẹ̃g̦͆ree̽͢nś̹,̡͞
d̗͊eep̧͆ ̹͠i̖͡n ͕͛c̊͜hrô̧ń̗o͈͌c̀͜ryp̗͊sis͞ͅ,̂͜
a r̦̈́em̲̀ed̜̔y for ͍̒ti̝̚m̩̓e̘͘.͙̀
͈͒A͇͠m͈̰̿̊o̡̎n̬̐g̙͈̊͐ ̧͎̇̏t͚̊͑͟he̛͉ ̜̓mọ͎̉́n̛̯̖̊ḓ̖͛͠e̐͜g̜͐r̘̆͢͝e͑ͅe̢̋n̻̅s̻͒,̚ͅ
̟̀̋͜de̹̫̐̃eṕ̻ ͉̽i͔̔n̼̗͂͠ ̱͑͟͞ch̼̓̒͢ŕ̪ồ̼͇n̦̙̏̎ocr̢̾yps̛̗i̳͒̽ͅs̥̕,̛̞
̗̆a̛̟ ͍̌r̰͇͘͞emed̰͐ý̩͔͌ ̧̻̐̾f͍̼̍̋ō̧̜̚r ̥̇ti̟̦̋̕m͇̭̄̀e͚͑.͈͘
̮͂A͙̋moǹ̺͓͘g̖̟̃͞ ̦̙̄̾t̻̃̐ͅh͔͇͋̈́e ̜̀̽͟m̨͝o̦̖͂̑ṇ̽d̠͛egr̡͊e̫͞ę̛̙̽ǹ̻s͍̋,̦̊
̳͠de͢͡e͌͜p ̻̮́̒i̻͡n̫̙͑̄ c͖͌͠ͅh̼̥͒͛r̡̉on̡̯͂͒oc̡̠̏̌r̬̄y͈̚p̲͍̿͛si̧̎s,̩́
͍͝a̤͚͞͠ ͓̀r̈́͟e͇͗m̗͒ed͇̃y ̹̝́͠f͇̀o̎͟r̖͌ ̛̖̞͠t̞͌i͇̅me̡̚.
A̤̒mŏ͔n͚̅g͍͗ ͍͗t̝̾he mọ͞n̢͋d͉͂e̥͡g̬͐r̲̹̓̐e̅͟e̟̍n̻͖͊͡s͕̦͛̈,
d̡͚̕͝è̫̥͆e̪̚p ̪̓i̦͛̄͟ň̰͖̋ c͌͟ẖ͛ȑ̙̘͠ȏ͉̙́n̟̫̅̐ȯ͜c̺̋r͙̉yp̩̝̒̇s͂ͅi̺̦̒̇s̪͐,̖̅
͚̒à͇ r͋̃͜ͅeṃ̢̓͌é̲̼̎d̜̽y͈͗ ͖̠̏͠f̡͘o̠̊r ͍̌t̢͍̏͆im̬͍̽͞e̙͘.͎̀̚͢
̼̰͊̆A̯̜͂͡m̨̛̤͞õ̢̌ͅn̢̟͐̈g̮̈ ̣͔̌̅t̳̽͘͟h͓̉e̲͕̾͗ ͙̲́͗m̱̈on̰̿dè͙gr͓͂ee̡͆n̡̯̽̕ś̟̑͟,
̙́̾͟deȅ̝p̨̰͂̽ ̧͑in̪̜͌́ ̢̙́͠c̫͐h̬̳̊̆ro̼̐n͍̄̚͜o̗̿cry͙͡p̫̰͛̈́s͔͗ȉ̢̖̈s͕̒,̹̟͑͑
̧̲̎͊a rem̱͈̍̓ê̢̖͠dy̯̖̍̒ ̺̰̆̐f͎̎o͈͝r͓͆ ̛͕̌͜t̹̚i͙͆m̞͆e.
̭̀Ä͈m̳̝̩̟̒̎͒͛ȯ̙̞̓n̖͈̩͋̑͘g̢̨̝̜̫͉̦̓̆̐͒̌̒̕ ̫͖̘̳̬͛̈́̂̈́͡t̢͙̣͙̿̎̆̃͘ͅḩ̻͖̱̜̫̼͉̙͇́͛̉͛̊̃̽͐̅̕e̦̪̻̿̈͊̀͢ ̧̞͓̝͊͊͑̅m̡͇̹̾̔̍̕͢͢͞ǫ͍̙̘̭̭̞̯̏̌̃̋̎͂̕̕̚͜͡ͅn̛̤̪̘̫̺͍͌̉̇͆̎d͖̣̣̟̹̮̎̑͐̐͆̌͟͝e̘̮̫͓̋͂̕͡g̩̈́͜͠r̡͇̳͙̞̂͗̄̍͡e̹̱͓̙͉̹̟̗̿̂͒̏̋̃͒́ë̖́͟n͍̱͎̥̾̊̄̚š̢̮̦̀͠,͖̪̬͑͒̕
̠̎ḏ̹͚̫͆͋̓̔͡ͅe̖͍͚̙͎̹̋̎͋̃̊̔̃͘͢͟͡ͅḙ̡̹͎͖͉̘͔̹̉̍̆̅̽̈̂͂̎p͎͚̤͂́̌ ̥̳͓̩̪̮̏̆̑̇̏͛̏͢i͕̭͇̺̙͙̐̏̓̍̊̒͘͢n̮̯̯̬͊̈͊̎̑͢ ̛̪͈̥̣͖̬̀̀̔͋̾c̮̘̩̝̒̍́̏̾͢ḩ̧͕̝̥̮͇̳̱̪̞̿̂̈̅͐̃̈̉͂̚̕r̳̺̦̝̻̙͒̇́͌͌̋͘ͅó͔͚̟͙̺̅̑͛͋n̻͚͇̝͕̻̪̞̈́͋͆̓̂͛̏̈̈͑͜͢o̮͍̤͎͐́̀̆c̬̙̜̭͈̥̼̋̓͛̈̒̃̕r̪͓̙̻̣͔̺̫̻͒̓̾̋̀̀͌̎͞ỵ̢͍̖̺͖͇͋̐̑͆̉̕͜͡͝p̧̟͕͛̍̕s̨͉̩̝͈͔̗͉̑́͛̂̾͑̓̅i̻̐̋͟s,̱͉͓̹̫̙͓͉͗̆́͌͊́́́͘͜
̛̝̦̱̼̲͓͔̪̹̤͚͆̏̔̐̌̽͊̀͂̂ȁ̡̛̭̘̝͈͒͆͌ ̧͖̙͎̣̩̠͍̩͊̃͌͆̊̍̏̏̑r̩̖̝̦̺̔̎̋̓̃e̱͔͔̰̰͆̄̃͛̌m̛̦̤̫͈͚͍͗̈̐͑͂é̮̬͓̼̤̊̈́̿̀̏͟d̛̻̲̩̔͂y̡̧̘̺̟̯͔̿͆̋̃̕̕͡ ̧̣̼̻̑̆͘͘f̫̯͖̻̱͕̙͇͊̑̾̀̅̂̿͜͝͡o̡̼͙̦̝͇̍̓͊͑̀̂r͎͂ ̢̗͙̯͋͋͡͡ţ̗͔̻̞̮̼̘̀̔̋͐͐̀̄͘̕͟͜͞͠ͅḭ̧̩͚̹͉̬͖͍̹̐̀̌͐͋͒́͘͠͡ḿ̙̫͙̭̯̣̺̈̄͊͌̾͝e̢̒.̨̨̮͙̦͖̘͋͊̋̀̄̓̚
̼̮͓͉̪̩̦̪̐̓͗̾̍͒̂͋̇͟͢͞A̱̝̯͒̾̄ḿ̛̞̭̻̘̙̜͈͙͉̼͇͗͒̍͒͂̑͆͌͞ǫ̧̪̭̲̽͌́͗̅n͕͆g͗͢ ̡̟̩̹͍̗͈͗̍͗̑͋͐̚͡ͅt̤͙͚͔̖͇͔͂͊̂͗͘̚͝ḩ̢̖̠̩̠͇̘̝̣͚̎̇̽̋͗̋̎́͛͡͡e̦̜͕̺̽̑͛͠ ͉̪̙̭̟͖̃̀́̌͘͘m̡̙̟̤̜̻̉̅̄̒̎̓̚͡ͅͅơ̢͈͚̥͙̼̬̺͊̾̽̂͑̕͘n̬̳̤̋̐̀͘͟d͈̤̟̰̯̻͒̔͛͗̅̆͡ͅe̗̩̅͠g͇͞r̘̂͘͟ë̱̺̬̆͠ȅ̱̞̳̈̋ņ̨͇̜̯̞̰̝̯̞̝͑̃̿̓̀͌͌̿̌̈́͛s̛̭͚̞̰̫̠̭̖̒͌́̈́͌͐̅,͉͇͛̓
͔̓̈́ͅd̫̟̩̹̜̙̠̖͈̿̓̆̋̎̉̏̌͠e̘̫̗̦͙̫͙̖̼̓́̽̈́͋̒́̑͘͡ͅę̛̯̹́͘p̯̞̭̑̍̕ ̛̮͔͚͚͖̽̌̈́̔ī̯ń̫̼͝ ͉͝c̜͂h̖̙̯̬̪̪̾̇̏̐̍̌́͜ṟ̛͇̙̪̲̖͌̀̎̔̕̚͢͠ͅơ̧̮̱̹̯̞͕̠̈́͂̆̉̾̈́̓̿͟n̯͈̼̙̓͌̽͞o͍͐͒̕͢ͅc̙͔͕̗͇̹͔͆́͐́̍͛̿̂͢͟͡ŗ͈̮̗̮̻͉̤̈̓̔̃̊̋̈́̃̚ͅý̩̫̫͔͚̺̠͔͂̈́̈́͛̒͘͠p̧̼̠̬͂̈́̚͞s̲̠̘͖̞̈̈́̋́̒͌͢͜͟͡͝ī̤͕̻͉̤̙͂́͛̒̃̚͢͢͠s̛͕̮͉͙̻̬̋͊̀̐́,͉̖͘͝
̢̰̙̼̳̓̋̔̉̕͞ͅá̳͚̮̟̻̥͈̖̈̈̈͗̅͂͡ ̨̡̯͔̖̠͋͋͌̾̈̌r̜̺̲͑̍͐͟͡é̦̳̟̩̥̘͔̖́́͑̀̒͂͐͞ͅm̡̢̙̪̙̦̳̟̤͊̑̊̌̓̂̔́͞e͍͙̲̩̝̗̱̳̗̍̋͂͋͘͘͠͞͡d̲̪͈͖̰͂̀̿̓͛͠ͅy̥̭͔̟̩̖̪̲̦̮͂͌́͊̌̊̿͐͋͞ ̡̯̥͚̠͚̠̬̂͌̓̂̃̓͞͠f̤̪̟̲͂͛̅̈́̑͢͟͝͠ͅo̹̗͕͗̃͝ŕ̢̧͇̳͗̾̾̚ͅ ̛̝̝̻̱͙͌̊̀̂̌͟͞ͅt̛̩̘̰͓̤̰̭̟̀̓͆͊̆̇̀̀͜͟͡i̳̤͔̳͈͖͈̭̹̔̓̆͌̈̀͞͠͝m͖̮̥̣̞̊̐̈́͌̈́ë̻͓͓̀̿.̢̡̜̝̟͍͚͖̾̀̉͋͂̎̽̓͢͝
̘̠͖͖̩̽̒̎̇͂̓͘͟͜Á͓̯̔m̜͋ơ̟̫͕̊̇̈̀͢͢n̙͔̗̩̋͗͛͆g̠̯̟̥̖̀̈́̅͑̀ ̤̙͕̖̼̈́̐͆̓̈̕͜͟͝th̡̨̝̤͍̆̊̊͗̄̾̕ͅͅe̦̠̲͉͊͒͞͝ ̛͙̱̲͎̣͕̞͒̍͒͆̓̊m̞͈̼̏̍͋́̏͢ͅo͉̦͚̖̖̜̿̇̒͂̾͒́ͅn̟͔̠̰̄͑̓̓d͔̗̹̫͕͕̠̬͉̺̿́̃͋͐̌̾̄́̕͟͝è̱g̢̡̗̱̺̘̞͖̣͇̳͌̐̅͗̾̀̍͌̋͘͡r̺̼͖̄̓͢͞͞e̥̪̝̬̺͇͚͖͗̈́̑͛͂̿̄̂͋ͅe̺̘̭̔̐̆̆͢ṋ̪̼̩̲͖̰̮͍̺͛̅̃̀͆̄̒̏͛̾͟͞s̢̛̫̩͉̘͛̆̈́͋͞ͅ,̖͠
̹̩͇̣̜̏̂́͌̔dȩ͕͈͈̫̱́̔͂̾͝͝e̢̦͈̲̫̞̺̗͋͌͋̓̈́͐̄͞p͈̠͙̊̓͝ ̡̩͋̀͟͝ï̢̛̭̱̬̲͓̦͗̄͌̆̀n̹͖̫̎̋͆͊ͅ ̗̯̙̠̲̲͖̭̥̭̐͋̽̅͊̅́̕̚͞c̝͚̞̟̝̟̞̫͗́̅̆͒́̎̋̀͟͡ͅh̨̄r̼̙̖̫͙̲̓̈̏̈́́̎̀͜o͓͖͈̪̣̦̽̈̍̒͒̀͢͞n̨̡̰͐͑͞ō̡͎͚̟͚̟͖̿́̃̓͑̐͘͟c̡͚̫̙͂̂̋̋̆ͅṙ̨̢̩̪̠̆̇̾͌y͓̭̩͂̀͘p̛̫͓̹̳̏̚͝s̺̞̺̹͈̭͎̟͔̘̄̐̈́͊̿̑̕͘͢͝͞ĭ̡̡̮͙̙̙̙͖͌̽̾̑̄͋͊͘͢͜͠͠ͅs,̥̭̮̭̐́̅͠
̨͈͇͔̩͙̫̰̈́̀͋̾̆͂̃̊͟͡a̛̮̣̗̭̙̩̓̌̓̇̏̔ͅ ̡͍̜̾͊̓ŗ̨̲̭͎̦̦̫̏̌͊̏͋͝͞͝ę̼̎̔m͚̹̫̪̑̓́͞ĕ̠͓̙̀͐dy̡͔̗͚͆͂̍͞ ̛͕̫̇f̨̙̙̘̝̩͓͖̏̈́̀́̈́̀̓͘ȫ̳̙̻͙͎͓͎͉̞̫͙̐͌͌́͋̏̈́̒r̮̙̰̝̠̳͆̔͆̆͗͠ ̤̯͕̞̾̈̇͝ṭ̥̯̳͈̳̠̭̅̌́̉̍̊̅̕i̛̹̩̹̠͖͓̼̖̒̊́͊͊̇͝m̙̻͂̿ẹ̺̙̀̆͛͝ͅ.̧͇͈̤̫̙͒͛̑̒̏͠
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