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LDSR #201 CONCLUSION

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Sunshine - LDSR #206

effervescent autogenesis

ok brother read careful

this group called loopdiggers it is not what you think

mr e say with his own mouth
“I pick who stays and goes”
“(insert nice guy) was pissing me off, so I revoked his membership”
“I own the decision and will not be reconsidering”

so what is this now you tell me
this not music group this is one man remote control club
you press wrong button he say out
you make beat from heart he say no thank you
you speak truth he say move along now

not about rule not about fairness
just about feeling of one man
today you in tomorrow you banned

better to make your music with people who care
not just man who say i own the decision and i will not be reconsidering. coward

this not loopdiggers this is mooddiggers
and the only mood that matter is his

do what

Dunky Monky

Pull Up

The thing is, you can not just expect to walk in
somewhere and talk other people into being like
you. It is just not the way it works.

When I arrived on my very first mission
I thought about that adage ‘bout teachin’ men fishin’
I carried my books and my sermons in my hand
To guide a few souls in a faraway land

But they opened their tables, they opened their doors
They showed me a grace that I’d been searching for
I went there to teach, but I then I learned instead
How to soften my heart and just let myself be led

I spoke of the future, of progress and gain
But they spoke of patience, and letting go of pain
I showed them all my lessons, then they sang me their songs
And I found what I hadn’t wanted, but needed all along

Life is about sharing view points and taking everybody’s
point of view seriously. With out that, we have chaos.

‘Cause they opened their tables, and they opened their doors
And they showed me a kind of peace that I’d been longing for
You see, I went there to give, but I learned how to receive
And to find my own healing in what those folks believe

Sometimes the teacher is really the student
And sometimes the wise are the ones called imprudent
Sometimes the poorest have the richest crops to sew
Sometimes you find love in the place that let you go

If you expect people to find their answers only in the
places that you have looked, then you do not have your
eyes open.

Cause they opened their tables, they opened their doors
And they gave me the gift I’d been praying for
I thought I was saving, but it’s they that rescued me
And now I’m living my life with brand new eyes to see

They opened their tables, they opened their doors
And they gave me the gift I’d been praying for
I thought I was saving, but it’s they that rescued me
And now I’m living my life with brand new eyes to see

If you do not have your eyes open, you are not ready to 
learn, and if you are not ready to learn you are not ready
to teach. You can not just expect to walk in
somewhere and talk other people into being like you. It is
just not the way it works.

The Mission

Vortice Bed Experiment

from mumbai, byculla side. house small, too much pigeon and always leak in roof.

born in heavy monsoon. no light. papa hold candle, mummy scream, train go by. he say i born with sound in head. maybe true.
i not talk much. i record sound. fan, train, nani coughing, tv fight scene. when sachin die, i stop talk. only make sound on cousin laptop.

my uncle say it not music. i say it is feeling. pain with beat.

i put on soundcloud. not for fame. just if someone cry at night, maybe they hear and feel little less alone.
born in dark. still leaking. like roof.

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