I love how these strings are now amplified !

Klub's Difference Between Disco & Simple Electronic Is Love Reprise

RIP Barry Eugene White   *September 12/1944  –  †July 4/2003
22nd Ascension Anniversary 

In an interview Klub stated that he was deep at night on the highway between Berlin & Paris when he learned about Barry's death . 
First he was shocked but they played an instant Special on the Radio and the divine Genius of White's Music made the boy able to continue save & sound to his final destination plus an angel was aboard. 
While being a Radio-DJ himself then, it was obligational since that very night to make its own late Tribute for the Maestro . 
btw : Only (?) therefore the crispy car-environment-sound ! 

RM : 
 Well for sure with "I Feel Love" Moroder created a new bold & captivating Way of Disco - but in my Ears Barry was the Founder 5ys earlier.

Inventor Of Disco (Sorrio Giorgio) RIP Barry ! K's Tender Horizontal Dub

Loopdiggers Sunday roulette number 212 take two. 
…praise the lord my soul..that it not be moved forever. ❤️

PSALMS-212

Life is a balance Codex Scrolls & Kinelle Man

Border town raider

don't listen while driving!!! 


Ego is something invented by frightened people 20,000 years ago as a way to suppress women, as a way to suppress sexuality, as a way to suppress the wonder inherent in the world. Psychedelics are catalysts for the human imagination. We were called forth out of monkey-existence by the fact that we had strange eating habits. And the consequence of those strange eating habits is: now, a monkey can dream of transforming its collective soul into a flying saucer. This is the goal that lies ahead at the end of history. (Text sourced from https://www.organism.earth/library/document/from-psychedelics-to-cybernetics) History doesn’t go on endlessly fluctuating centuries into the future. History is leading toward the transformation of this planet in our lifetime. A cybernetic-biological-psychedelic being: the collectivity—not only of humanity, but of all life on Earth—is struggling to be born. The entire universe of matter is the womb of mind, and it is the task of human beings to lead the collectivity of humanity out of the labyrinth of matter and into the realm of the imagination. The imagination is where we’re all going to live. The imagination is the only place where the human soul is at home. (Terrence MnKenna)

https://www.organism.earth/library/document/from-psychedelics-to-cybernetics

cybernetic mind boost

recent eventz / take notice of 3I / Atlas *

Suno Wrestlerz / SkyNet 1.0

made w/nch and stylophone
i used the fake drums inside NCH !
and the laptop mics
(no zoom h1 !!!)

wori meskirpaedl

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thinking about you

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Colin Hilton's "River Boy" is a boy’s journey through life – from childhood to adulthood – seen as a river controlled by locks, shaped by his parents’ hopes and worries, by a messy unfair world, and by forces beyond anyone’s control, as he drifts slowly toward whatever “sea” his life ends in

THE RIVER BOY

The headwaters of the river boy
Are surely not so long
From the birth of melting snow
Over rocks of babbled nurseries
Falling as he grows

Trickling like childhood time
Sunlight brushes stones
Magnified and polarised
With the wetness of his eyes
And the floods of buoyant groans 

I sat and watched his teenage years 
When question's can run deep 
The surface growing darker
Hiding secrets of a boy beneath
A man made tide

If I studied every eddy from
The pebbles skimmed and thrown 
Would ripples share their mystery
With reeds that follow faithfully 
The water's flow 
I wondered if the boy would know?

The river boy's his father's son
Operates the locks
Turns the key for hopeful journeys
Lets the water rise
Over the wooden stocks 
Above a weir that questions
Hidden rocks 

The river boy's his mother son
Holds back her strength through loss
Sends the water down again
Let's loose a tide of pointless journeys
Below a weir of worries
That's a mother's cross

His thoughts circle like driftwood
That have fathomed every bend
Bark without a destination
Wider than the banks
Towards the rivers end

Beneath the surface obstacles
Emotionless and blind
Discarded through inequity
Consumerist futility 
Just stepping stones
Or maybe hidden mines?

The river boy's his father's son
Operates the locks
Turns the key for hopeful journeys
Lets the water rise
Over the wooden stocks 
Above a weir that questions
Hidden rocks 

The river boy's his mother son
Holds back her strength through loss
Sends the water down again
Let's loose a tide of pointless journeys
Below a weir of worries
Well that's a mother's cross

The river's tide obeys you
Like the swan commands the lake
Sits silent on reflection 
Where the water surface softens
With a slower pace 
And the moon pulls up 
To draw upon its grace

I watched you smiling sadly
Of what might always be
A boy born of fresh water
As his life meanders slowly 
To a salty sea

The river boy's his father's son
Operates the locks
Turns the key for hopeful journeys
Lets the water rise
Over the wooden stocks 
Above a weir that questions
Hidden rocks 

The river boy's his mother son
holds back her strength through loss
Sends the water down again
Let's loose a tide of pointless journeys
Below a weir of worries
Well that's a mother's cross


Copyright Colin Hilton November 2025

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