LAPSE

re-lapse II

For those who... "can't listen to music without vocals".


One day an alien species will descend upon Earth to harvest humanity solely for their larynxes and subsystems -- for they are specialized instruments that no craftsman can make. This species makes music from a multitude of harvested sound producing organs from all across the universe.

tracks

LAPSE TUNES.

beauty

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

Brian Mayhall - We Love (Kulakostas Remix)

G-Prod Alpha Centauri

I was practicing Erik Satie's classic: Gymnopedie 1 <3

I got a bit disinterested (I'm bad/impatient at learning other peoples music)...so, I stole his left hand and after some noodling made my own melody within his structure. Just trying to live in his mind, in my own way, for a time, in our current times. The song slowly evolves from that inspirational source, more or less, in the order of my abstracting.

𝗕𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗮𝗱𝗲𝘀 𝗯𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘂𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗹.
𝗟𝗲𝘁 𝘂𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲𝘁.
𝐀𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐨𝐟 Æ𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫,
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬.
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐰𝐬.

𝘈𝘮 𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨? 𝘈𝘮 𝘐 𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘶𝘥? 𝘐𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘹? 𝘈 𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳? 𝘐𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘱 𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘥𝘶𝘦𝘴? 𝘈 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘔𝘶𝘻𝘢𝘬? 𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘐 𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘵? 𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯? 𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘶𝘯? 𝘋𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳?

¯\_(.-.)_/¯

Track art made with the help of MagicaCSG <3

Back to Dark Souls 3, baibai!

CONSUME

Atoms Of Æmber

Ｄｏｎ＇ｔ ｌｅｔ＇ｅｍ ｂｅｃｏｍｅ ｆｏｒｇｏｔｔｅｎ ｂｒｉｄｇｅｓ．．．

Ｂｅｔｔｅｒ ｔｏ ｆｏｒｇｅｔ＇ｅｍ ｔｈａｎ ｂｕｒｎ＇ｅｍ．

Ｒｅａｃｈ ｏｕｔ ｔｏ ｓｈｕｔ ｄｏｗｎ．

Ｅｘｃｉｔｅｍｅｎｔ ｔｏ ｗｉｔｈｄｒａｗａｌ．

Ｉ ｎｅｖｅｒ ａｓｋｅｄ ｆｏｒ ｔｈｉｓ， ｙ＇ｋｎｏｗ？

Jｕｓｔ ｔｒｙ ａｎｄ ｗｏｒｋ ｗｉｔｈ ｗｈａｔ＇ｓ ｒｏｌｌｉｎｇ ａｒｏｕｎｄ ｕｐｓｔａｉｒｓ.

I just can't connect. Time notwithstanding, It's not you... It's me. It's just fine for me to let you all to breeze by. It was fun while it lasted. Nothing's set in stone anyway, right? Even if it is...it'll crumble

Samples from Takashi Kokubo's beautiful  1992 album "Gaudi's Dream" -- Taken from the intro segment of Track 1, "Takumi". 
Lovely music. I forced a one-sided connection through the decades. I blame the algorithm:
https://youtu.be/acJ6qw0k6FA
(it's not on spotty, but his other work is. D:)

Art:
- L˥

Forgotten Bridges

The portal beckons.
Dive on through.
Steel your fear.
Return me to me.
The future rearranges you...
What's it like to be deleted?

Sharpen Your Portal

𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗼 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗲𝘁.

Part one of series (I'll probably not finish) of tracks using FL Studio's basic genre templates that are all pre-setup and ready to go. This is from the Jazz template. I'm trying to use only what they give me (minus effects). I did record a shaker and used a very basic synth in the background. This started a bit more traditional till I self-sampled and looped some segments of the original piece. I have some other things in this file that may be finished, one in particular I really like a lot that comes off the tail of this track. Thanks for listening. <3


More context: https://twitter.com/LLAAPPSSEE/status/1573133735297515520/photo/1

mp3: https://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/1162829

This Universe is a Cage

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https://www.newgrounds.com/art/view/llaappssee/barely-here

Barely Here

Highlife returns!

For our fourth installment, we turn our focus to the Middle East this time. Presenting a bit more of an early doors tip with Mehmet Aslan making another appearance , serving up a Turkish folk nugget and Tel Aviv's mighty Red Axes delivering an industrial disco gem.

Available on vinyl only via Above Board from mid-June>
aboveboarddist.co.uk/labels/highlife

Mehmet Aslan - Adimiz Miskindir

Ah, hold fast. Something's wrong with the machine. Calibrating. . .⌛

Teleporter

Round and round and round. . . we go nowhere.


Image: Galileo sunspot drawings, modified.

https://academo.org/demos/galileos-sunspots/

..and Yet, It Goes Nowhere

when dance and social justice work together...

Social Justice ( TD-018 )

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

Dr​.​Nojoke´s Glass Study

Glassy

Dr.Nojoke - Glassy

Schmetterling

Wolf Tech takes us on a Deep space journey, into the depths of the universe and our own mind. As we go deeper, our reality - De-materializes into a million fragments. We have been blessed to experience this existence, this release celebrates Life and Love with its pockets of Bliss and full bodied spectrum of basslines and instrumentation.

Spectacular Stardust in the form of Music. Magical Melodic soundscapes immerse the Senses as the Shamanic Wolf watches over and guides you to find positivity and Unlimited free energy . Each track takes us on a unique chapter, as the progression eases you in and out of your trip, like an organic flowing sine wave”


Somewhere beyond the fringes of known space, hidden within the static chatter of background radiation that permeates the expanse, there exists one pure sound. Moving through the constellations, filtered through the ephemeral touch of silent nebulas and bent by the weight of time itself, it emerges as a deep and inalienable rhythm pulling all lifeforms toward the universal Source. 

An emotive call from the cosmos to dive inward toward the flowing sine wave of Creation, Deep Space Dubz transports listeners to a pocket of reality safe from the noise of daily being—a downbeat sanctuary for the wandering mind where immutable dub echoes in and out of the void and spritely reverberations dance to illuminate the darkness.

Rich with psychedelic basslines, fragmented rhythms, uplifting instrumentation and divine interludes, Wolf Tech’s melodic soundscapes beam shimmering light into the infinite realm of the mind and spirit. A loving memoir from the cradle of universal life, Deep Space Dubz offers a heartfelt glimpse of what lies beyond the horizon and within the imaginative territory of Inner Space.



03 Kikis Theme

Ptakh - Ptakh

"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)

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

Follow up: https://soundcloud.com/lapse/breathing-derelict

I'unno

Hollowgrams

They pick apart,
they take apart
your head [health] [[health]]


They pick apart,
They take apart.
They take apart,
They pick apart.
[repeat]

You 
don't
have
to
take apart,
pick apart,
your
head.

[they've taken power]
[[say goodbye to your health]]
[[[chicken power]]]

https://www.newgrounds.com/art/view/llaappssee/mr-carrion

Mr. Carrion

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

https://soundcloud.com/lapse/broken-shell

(S)hell

Snow in ambience

𝘞𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦,
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵.
𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘬𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭. . .
𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘺.
𝘖𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘸.
𝘓𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧.
𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘳𝘦.
𝘗𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘴
𝘓𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴.


see also:
https://gph.is/1oSQA5S

https://media1.giphy.com/media/THlB4bsoSA0Cc/200.gif

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BnO3nijfYmU

img: Me.

We're All Pale on the Inside

"Whenever you hit the ground. . ."

The thing makes itself.


First released as part of this limited split/cassingle tape from Chicago-based indie tape label, Impossible Colors:
https://impossiblecolorsrecs.bandcamp.com/album/impossible-colors-club-brice-woodall-feed-the-fiction-b-w-lapse-from-air

From Air

All that space. We're stuck here, at least for now. Squabbling.

My buddy Chris does astrophotography and let me edit one of his photos of the Rosette Nebula for this track art. Muh boy started with a home built telescope made from a thick cardboard tube and expensive mirrors/lenses!

Check'em out: https://www.facebook.com/wuertzerastrophotography

Full:
https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/284392594484494338/795511311961423872/unknown.png

Want Out To Get In

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.̧͇͈̤̫̙͒͛̑̒̏͠
R̴e̸p̸e̵t̶i̶t̶i̴o̷n̷s̸ ̷f̷r̷o̴m̸ ̷t̶h̶e̸ ̶v̸o̷i̶d̷.̸
̴C̸o̸n̵s̵u̸m̵e̵ ̸m̶e̴.̶
̵I̷ ̴a̵m̸ ̴a̵ ̵p̴r̵o̵d̶u̵c̴t̸.̵
We're only temporary.
Hold me in your ears.
Barley here...
dear Listener,
You make me feel useful.

I'unno

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