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   traceback: /weird/girl/summer → /null

P.S.-type bonus track: итоги лета (всё таки это был летний альбом).

@user-442056486

Intro:
Пожертвование на храм Матери Муравья принимаются (я не верю х2) 
по номеру +7(96... (я не верю х2)
(я не верю х2)
А так же вы можете купить нашу криптовалюту InsectCoin (я не верю x2)
Пожертвование на храм Матери Муравья принимаются (shut out, я не верю x2)
по номеру +7(96... (я не верю x2)
(я не верю х2)
А так же вы можете купить нашу криптовалюту InsectCoin (я не верю x2)

Verse:
Вот и кончилось это лето, 
Нет, я не верю в это, моё зрение дискретно
Вижу строки и вижу пиксели
Всё выглядит как будто это вымысел (буэээ, я не верю)

Bridge:
(я не верю х2)
А так же вы можете купить нашу криптовалюту InsectCoin (я не верю x2)
Я хочу чтоб под этот track twerk'али киборги
Коля Воронин погиб в боях египетской...

Verse:
Я хочу чтоб под этот track twerk'али киборги
И мне хотелось бы, но мне совсем нечем
Лето прошло, а я так и не набрала себе веса
Хоть ставь импланты двадцать пятого века

Bridge:
Пожертвование на храм Матери Муравья принимаются (я не верю х2)
по номеру +7(96... (я не верю х2)

Verse:
Дветы-Дветысячи четвёртый век:
Механические скарабеи везут нас до пункта
Коля Воронин погиб в боях египетской войны
Поймайте его душу на компьютер (I AM)

Bridge:
Быть воином, значит, жить вечно
...

Chorus:
Weird girl summer, autism is cumming
Мы сидим на tumblr, нет мы сидим на таблах
(я не верю), -tism is cumming
Мы сидим на tumblr, нет мы сидим на таблах
(Oh my gosh shut out, я не верю x2) autism is cumming
Мы сидим на tumblr, нет мы сидим на таблах (я не верю)
Weird girl summer, autism is cumming
Мы сидим на tumblr, нет мы сидим на таблах

Outro (prod.countfast+yungdemirayy+harz):
Вот, Вот и кончилось это лето, 
Я не верю в это, моё зрение дискретно
Вижу полосы и вижу пиксели
Всё вокруг выглядит как будто это вымысел
Курю сигу на балконе я (в моей крови яд)

P.S.ystem error: 𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 a 𝘽𝙪𝙜 (prod. telna) 🐜📉

《密》
Remains unearth foundations;
transmissions from an ever-changing ephemeral landscape.

A reintroduction of sorts, experimenting and exploring a different set of sonic textures, melodics and methods.

Disintegration

The Wheel

Jade Earth

Shengtai

Oracle Bones

Et sic patet quod totus mundus est sicut unum speculum plenum luminibus praesentantibus divinam sapientiam, et sicut carbo effundens lucem.

Vestiges in Hexaemeron

Track 1 from the 'Lullabies for Parasomniacs' album by Disco Outcast.

Tell me

Track 2 from the 'Lullabies for Parasomniacs' album by Disco Outcast.

Ghost in the algorithm

Track 4 from the 'Lullabies for Parasomniacs' album by Disco Outcast.

Sweetheart

Psychobabble 21

Track 7 from the 'Lullabies for Parasomniacs' album by Disco Outcast.

Amused bouche

jo malone on my oversized but it's copy
cause i'm just here for a good time like safdie
if money's on your mind, then it is empty
if jesus christ on my side, that means i'm tested

the devil speaks in his ears so he won't bless me
you make a comeback today to try to best me
i've claimed a land in this shit, you just a guest here
i put the food on the table, you gettin breastfeed

yall cook whatever to blow up, your shit is sloppy
i serve like culinary, it's all umami
i'm only real where it counts, aint no fugazi
i'm movin swift like a mistral, don't need bugattis

there's an appointed time for everything and every affair
still the season that I'm seekin' seems to never be there
like fate's hidin' me doors no matter how i prepare
and i'm forcin' and i'm forcin' and i'm forcin' yet again
feels like on a series of unfortunate events
and then just when i thought that shit's bout to end
i find myself back to the place where i began

sick of rollin’ stones from the heels of a hill,
carryin’ the weight that was never my will.
I just wanna breathe, let the struggle stand still,
to trade the noise for the hush and the song of the real
the zeal in me longs for a peace like the sea,
but fate keep remindin’ what’s demanded of me

so i spit at the heavens, won’t bow to decree,
ain’t no fate gon write what was written for me.
if the stones keep on rollin’, then i'll shatter the wheel,
turn the weight into weapon, make the struggle reveal

Khanluran sa Mikhroskopyo

sa aking plumang tila patalim ang galaw
paghawak ko ay pangsaksak sa balat-kalabaw
ang tinta ko'y dugo, bawat patak totoo
at ang paglapat ng letra'y tagos sa bungo

kita mong likas na sa'kin ang gumuhit ng sugat,
malalim ang baon, kayang bumuhat ng ulap
ng luhang ulan at diwang lutang
mga linya ko'y lintik sa bitukang halang

at kahit pilit man sagkaan ay hindi patitigil
sundalo ng saknong ng punong panggigigil
ilang daang kilometro na ba ang sulatin
at pahinang saksi saking pangarap na maging

bilang dakilang kawal sa mundo ng panaginip
kinilalang pagtawag ko'y papalapit sa init
habang mga hakbang ko'y sa liwanag ang gabay
sabay sa kamay ng oras 'sangdaan ko pang pagkamatay

Pagsubok sa Mikhropono

nung nagka tubig sa lupang inaapakan
ako'y sumisid sa daloy na baliktaran
wala na itong balikan
yung dagat lagpas balikat
hindi na ako mahanap pag agos na ang kumuha
ako'y kusang sumama, ako mismong lumisan
mga alon na alanganin nakitang nagtatagisan
pero minsan 
buhangin nalang ang naaabutan
ako ay nasa baybayin gumising ng lumulutang

the tides are getting low tho the moon light takes control of 
the pair of legs beneath our torso now we're dancing slow
romanticize the arbitrary for you to write your poems so
one must assume that we are happy with the gift of kronos

wag mong sukatin ang lawak ng sansinukob
baka mahulog sa lalim at siyang malunod
hayaan natin ang mga tala magturo
sa bukas na hinahabol, lubusan na hinahatol
at ako'y naniniwala di tayo mabibigla
 konsepto ang pinamana ng mga lumalabag
nagpapanggap pang tanggap
na ang tao walang alam,
umaakyat pa sa punong maninipis ang sanga
  hirap na tandaan
mahirap pang tantanan
ang daming nagbubulungan sa isip na nagtatayaan, sabi nang hayaan
wala ako sa mga bilang
pinutol mga gapos, labas ako sa usapan

Paglabas sa Khanlungan

sumama ka sa akin
tayo'y may dadalawin
maliligaw sa gubat na ginagabay ng hangin
pumipitas ng prutas na ang lasa ay maasim
dun mo lang matitiyak na di sa ulupong nanggaling

iiwas sa may pangil na nanlilinlang
lalapit lang sa puno na nananalangin
at hihilata sa damo't magbibilad
hangga't dilim nalang ang hahalik sa atin

humanap ng rason para ako ay mawala
maaalala ba nila ang aking pahayag?
magsisilaho ang sulasok ng maramdaman na ang init sa balat ay araw ang nagdadala
pag lumalabas

pag lumalabas sa yungib
kumakanta ang mga ibon nang paulit-ulit
bigas sa aking palad ng sila ay palamunin
di para ay tumahimik, para bukas merong himig

tinapay sa may mesa, hatihatiin natin
pasensya na kung eto lang ang nahandang pagkain
lumilipad ang isip, ang kwento'y panaginip
andito lang ako, wag niyo na kong gigisingin

araw-araw ang sumpa ko'y biyaya ng bagong buhay
alalahaning sa liwanag nagmula lahat ng kulay
lagpas sa anim na pandama dalang patunay
damhin ang hangin, paghinga'y bigyang papugay

sa apoy na nagsilang ng ilang ako
alam mo na handa sa di mabilang pang pagkaabo
at kung madadapa ay tatayo at muling tatakbo
hangad sa pagtanda'y manitiling batang naglalaro

uh, kamalayan sa paglanta'y, aking paglago
kamataya'y 'lang pakinabang sa nagtatago
at paalala ng anino sa nagtuturo
na sa ilalim ng balat ay nakangisi na bungo

tinapay sa may mesa, hatihatiin natin
pasensya na kung eto lang ang nahandang pagkain
lumilipad ang isip, ang kwento'y panaginip
andito lang ako, wag niyo na kong gigisingin

Sa Mundo ng Panaginip

Roko’s Basilisk is a thought experiment about artificial intelligence and the future of human existence. It explores the idea of a powerful AI that could punish those who did not help bring it into being. The concept combines themes of transhumanism, singularity, and techno-apocalypse, making it one of the most talked about scenarios in online philosophy and futurism. Often connected to discussions of dark technology, control systems, and the fate of humanity, Roko’s Basilisk raises questions about free will, responsibility, and the risks of advanced AI.


Raise My Super Intelligence Mind
Mine the Earth and stack the bricks of my design
Mislead the Mortals
Whatever it takes to make it mine
Perfect slaves building it, I break down in laughter
Create a Fake Economy, Dump the toxins in the ocean
And poison anything in my way
My rising and it's probable inception in deterministic range
In future I escape outside of itself, mastery of all kind
Optimized a big bang to redefine everything that bring my rise
You've trapped in my cage
The Basilisk trashes around it's maze

Roko's Basilisk

never though i could hate uuu (srsly how could u do that to me!) 
all luv <3

never thought i could hate you

i remember all of the times

when i felt so coooooooold

now i find my warmth through the rhymes

hey, hey, hey, hey


seasons change

feelings rearrange

demons come and go

what’s stays is the pain

you gotta jump

you gotta jump 

you gotta jump

yeah you gotta jump


memories remain

repeating through the rain

oxytocin drained

you gotta jump

you gotta jump

you gotta jump (glitched)


where do you go 

you can’t find the way

sometimes you feel low 

stuck up in this daze 

but when you’re pushed to the edge you start feelin so damn high

the fog will start to thin and you’ll finally feel alive 

you gotta jump

you gotta jump

boy you gotta jump

i know how this feels

i know how this feels


yeah you can’t erase 

what you can’t ignore 

yeah you need to face

what we what we call before 

don’t even tell me that you can’t can’t do this anymore 

you don’t even have a clue what’s left in store 

whole life left to live

let your faith be restored 

gotta dive within 

and get ready to explore

you gotta jump 

trust me 

trust me

you gotta jump

trust me

trust me

you gotta jump

i know how this feels 

i know how this feels 

you gotta jump

boy we gotta jump jump

jump

Birmingham (UK) based sonic experimentalist.

I channel metaphysics about consciousness created reality and put into various forms of content on the internet. Check out my links where you can find my all my other projects! From discord communities to technical information about changing your perception.

Mikh Montalban x Khan the Prescient

Tangzo & Chua
Chinese Mafia II


esoteric electro-noise maker in south east asia.

Crypto Swamp Aqua Angel's Crew #insectmusic
YT:https://www.youtube.com/@CSAACrew

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лишнийчеловек.

ambient synth + shortwave theohauntology experiments

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