I beg your tolerance. There is nothing I can do to make things any easier for any of us, and you will have to accept being addressed by a disembodied voice just as I accept the compulsion to speak out even though I am painfully aware that I am talking to an invisible, perhaps nonexistent audience. Wise men have regarded the earth as a tragedy, a farce, even an illusionist's trick; but all, if they are truly wise and not merely intellectual rapists, recognize that it is certainly some kind of stage in which we all play roles, most of us being very poorly coached and totally unrehearsed before the curtain rises. Is it too much if I ask, tentatively, that we agree to look upon it as a circus, a touring carnival wandering about the sun for a record season of four billion years and producing new monsters and miracles, hoaxes and bloody mishaps, wonders and blunders, but never quite entertaining the customers well enough to prevent them from leaving, one by one, and returning to their homes for a long and bored winter's sleep under the dust? Then, say, for a while at least, that I have found an identity as ringmaster; but that crown sits uneasily on my head (if I have a head) and I must warn you that the troupe is small for a universe this size and many of us have to double or triple our stints, so you can expect me back in many other guises. Indeed do many things come to pass.

Speaking In Tongues In Cheeks

Stuck and stutterer In the sturtled translation dimension!

Cyber to hell or Travelling between the Dogmas

GypsyArab

I miss my empty life

Re;not & Dan H. - The Singularity Already Happened

Where my hands go, my brain follow

Morning

Re;not VS Jet - Vinyl set 23.7.24 Berlin

No Tears - re;not remix

In the midst of the word he was trying to say,
   In the midst of his laughter and glee,
He had softly and suddenly vanished away—
   For the Snark was a Boojum, you see.

An Agony In eight Fits

extract from live set
https://www.mixcloud.com/renot/renot-live-in-dynamosquatt-amsterdam-nimatekcyberriseatnt-110616/

Aba Shim'on kun bi'aouni
la da'aytak einani

La da'aytak nouss ba-leil
einani bilbakeri

Chorus:
Aba Shim'on kun bi'aouni
la da'aytak fi zamani
Aba Shim'on

Aba Shim'on la da'aytak
fi sawad il-laili'ah
as'alak bi'llah bikoli
ad' tiji bil'afiah

Chorus...

Aba Shim'on kam da'aytak
kam ara'i lilghiyab
la da'aytak belail el aswad
enta abi w'ana el walad

Chorus...

Aba Shim'on ya tzanini
wein ma asir eineni
eineni wa'arachem lechali
hein tesali ke'atari

Chorus...



Aba Shimon

extract from live set 
https://www.mixcloud.com/renot/renot-live-in-dynamosquatt-amsterdam-nimatekcyberriseatnt-110616/

With the fire from the fireworks up above me
With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain at hand
You run for cover in the temple of love
You run for another but still the same
For the wind will blow my name across this land

In the temple of love you hide together
Still believing pain and fear outside
But someone near you rides the weather
And the tears he cried will rain
On walls as wide as lovers' eyes

In the temple of love, shine like thunder
In the temple of love, cry like rain
In the temple of love, hear my calling
In the temple of love, hear my name

And the devil in a black dress watches over
My guardian angel walks away
Life is short and love is always over in the morning
Black wind come carry me far away

With the sunlight died and the night above me
With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain inside
You run for cover in the temple of love
You run for another, it's all the same
For the wind will blow and throw your walls aside

With the fire from the fireworks up above
With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain
You run for cover in the temple of love
Shine like thunder, cry like rain

And the temple of love grows old and strong
But the wind blows stronger, cold and long
And the temple of love will fall before this
Black wind calls my name to you no more

In the black sky thunder sweeping under
Ground and over water
Sounds of crying, weeping will not save
Your faith for bricks and dreams for mortar

All your prayers must seem as nothing
Ninety-six below the wave
When stone is dust and only air remains

In the temple of love, shine like thunder
In the temple of love, cry like rain
In the temple of love, hear the calling
In the temple of love, is falling down

In the temple of love, in the temple of love

In the temple of love, shine like thunder
In the temple of love, cry like rain
In the temple of love, hear my calling
In the temple of love, hear my name

In the black sky thunder sweeping under
Ground and over water
Sounds of crying, weeping will not save
Your faith for bricks and dreams for mortar

All your prayers must seem as nothing
Ninety-six below the wave when
Stone is dust and air remains the
Only haven you can trust

And the devil in the black dress watches over
My guardian angel walks away
Life is short and love is always over in the morning
Black wind come carry me far away

With the fire from the fireworks up above
With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain
You run for cover in the temple of love
Shine like thunder, cry like rain

And the temple of love grows old and strong
But the wind blows stronger, cold and long
And the temple of love will fall before this
Black wind calls my name to you no more

Hide together, the temple of love

In the temple of love you hide together
Still believing pain and fear outside
But someone near you rides the weather
And the tears he cried will rain
On walls as wide as lovers' eyes

In the temple of love, shine like thunder
In the temple of love, cry like rain
In the temple of love, near the calling
And the temple of love, is falling down



Temple Of Love - S.O.M wavebassing

extract from live set 
https://www.mixcloud.com/renot/renot-live-in-dynamosquatt-amsterdam-nimatekcyberriseatnt-110616/

סירה אני 
בלי משוטים 
נסחפת נסחפת 
אל בין הגלים 

לאן אלך 
הכל תפל 
עיניי דומעות 
היקום אפל 

רגליי כואבות 
עיניי נצרבות 
נפשי עייפה 
עייפה מכל 

לאן אלך... 

היכן ביתי? 
היכן אהובי? 
היכן חלומי 
הנכסף שלי...? 

לאן אלך... 

Where would I go?!

tachat - UK garage mix

Deepression

The Illusionists

The upper unfinished hexenschuss melody


Mmmmm mmmmm I's up this mornin'
ah, blues walkin' like a man
I's up this mornin'
ah, blues walkin' like a man
Worried blues
give me your right hand


And the blues fell mama's child
tore me all upside down
Blues fell mam's child
and it tore me all upside down
travel on, poor Bob
just cain't turn you 'round
The blu-u-u-u-ues
is a low-down shakin' chill
spoken: Yes, preach 'em now.


Mmmmm mmmmm
is a low-down shakin' chill
You ain't never had 'em, I
I hope you never will
Well, the blues
is a schin' old heart disease
spoken: Do it. now.
You gon' do it?
Tell me about it.



Let the blues
is a low-down achin' heart disease
Like consumption
killing me by degrees
I can study rain
oh, ohm drive, oh, oh, drive my blues
I been studyin' the rain and
I'm 'on drive my blues away
Goin' to the 'stil'ry
stay out there all day


Preachin' Blues Rob (up Jumped The Devil)

https://www.discogs.com/PET-5-renot-LWR000/release/12919460

Unsinkable Sam

Something tender, secret and painful draws out the intimacy which keeps vigil in us, extending its glimmer into that animal darkness. In the end, all that I can maintain is that such a view, which plunges me into the night and dazzles me, brings me close to the moment when I - will no longer doubt this - the distinct clarity of consciousness will move me farthest away, finally, from that unknowable truth which, from myself to the world, appears to me only to slip away.

Night's Lights

For your eyes only

Dedicated to my friend that left us not so long time ago
r.i.p

Waking Iris

Red Slipper

...And I don't know, I don't know again, so if you know - please tell me what I don't get anymore!
The journey of Discovering our Demons is long and hurtful.

re;not

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