■ Purpose: a person can have a form of love, something that looks like love and mimics love but is self-obsession, idolatry, and iniquity when examined at its core. A person is unable to fathom empathy or compassion when they’ve never experienced love in its true nature. Something long-suffering and kind, not envious, boastful, or proud.

“Beloved, let us love one another: for love is of God; and every one that loveth is born of God, and knoweth God. He that loveth not knoweth not God; for God is love. In this was manifested the love of God toward us, because that God sent his only begotten Son into the world, that we might live through him. Herein is love, not that we loved God, but that he loved us, and sent his Son to be the propitiation for our sins. Beloved, if God so loved us, we ought also to love one another.” 1 John 4:7-11

■ Thoughts: they are aware of their many eyes, and yet their hearts do not falter. For there are songs they must yet sing.

—Twos

BELLFLOweR

■ Purpose: to be faced with a closed door that bears no handle, somehow managing to pry it open just to find a concrete wall on the other side, slumping to the floor in exhaustion and frustration. 

Many trials are like this: unsurpassable by human means despite how much we’d like to convince ourselves otherwise. When faced with unbearable discomfort, despair waits in the wings. It calculates the optimal opening and strikes with blood-red fury. The part most desire to face least of all? That they broke the handle off and poured the concrete through pernicious means: hastiness, laziness, ignorance, complacency, a multitude of ruinous tools.

But there remains yet one means—a means by which the unchangeable may be changed. The unreachable may be reached. The inconceivable may be conceived. The bruised and broken and dashed to pieces may be restored and seen to completion. And it’s neither by our might nor our power.

■ Thoughts: “Thou art my hiding place; thou shalt preserve me from trouble; thou shalt compass me about with songs of deliverance. Selah.” Psalm 32:7

—Twos

D3LIVERANCE

■ Purpose: blame-shifting, guilt tripping, victim’s mentality, gaslighting, all of it is hideous, insidious, yet vehemently corrosive. Witchcraft, in essence, is any instance in which a human being attempts to subvert the free will of another. It’s a direct act of rebellion born of prideful ignorance, but what practitioners often fail to correlate is that it also hastens the deterioration of their own flesh. It precipitates illness, expedites the death of one caught in it once the unseen powers they’re messing with deem them useless.

It can’t save, can’t set free, can’t heal, can’t grant eyes that truly see, ears that truly hear, a heart capable of understanding that’s been transformed from stone to flesh, receptive to adding understanding to wisdom to knowledge.

How I can tell you this? Because we were once caught in it. Myself, through running to the very source of my helplessness, mistaking repulsive, fallen creatures for angels of pure light. Nines, through growing up in the midst of the abomination that is Catholicism, an amalgamation of haphazardly chopped and glued systems, all of which bring only religious arrogance and/or deeper despair.

Christ alone could heal my body of illnesses doctors couldn’t see. Christ alone could heal my heart of wounds bleeding since childhood. Christ alone could remove the stains, chains, and destruction wrought by my misguided attempts at granting myself what mankind has no means to give.

And we proclaim this unashamedly. Because not once in the rags of our own disrepair was He ashamed to proclaim His own love for us.

■ Thoughts: “Repent ye therefore, and be converted, that your sins may be blotted out, when the times of refreshing shall come from the presence of the Lord;” Acts 3:19

—Twos

R3PENTANCE

■ Purpose: a flower of twisted design. A creation born of manipulation. Its petals drip with poison, soaking in the rays of hot white hatred in place of chlorophyll’s nourishment. It must be removed at the root lest it destroy massive fields of soil before fruitful seeds can reach them.

■ Thoughts: counteracting melody. Systematic remedy. Antidote to her antipathy.

“How much she hath glorified herself, and lived deliciously, so much torment and sorrow give her: for she saith in her heart, I sit a queen, and am no widow, and shall see no sorrow. Therefore shall her plagues come in one day, death, and mourning, and famine; and she shall be utterly burned with fire: for strong is the Lord God who judgeth her.” Revelation 10:7-8

The Mourning Mother

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—Twos

BLACKORCHid

■ Purpose: learning to bloom again.

■ Thoughts: petals plucked, leaves scorned, yet they infloresce once more, evermore. Roots nestled deep, the sweetest of sleep.

—Twos

PORCELaiNFLOWER

■ Purpose: a surprise for a certain precious Scanner. The occasion? Gratitude for your existence. What reason more does one require?

■ Thoughts: I tried something a little different in the percussion department. I had a thought as I was deciding on vocals, “What if, just as He taught Her to access countless memories, 9S helped 2B gain the capability of backing up memory data as well (to an agreed upon point besides the Bunker, of course)?”

I can see the two of them trying to ensure their ability help one another by any means. That’s just the kind of bond they share, a kind of love this world has long forgotten.

I hope you like it. 🤍

—Twos

Scanner

■ Purpose: memory data convergence; singularity detected.

■ Thoughts: “Thus shall our souls…be saved. Forever…and ever.”

We hope you like it. 🤍🩶

—Twos & Nines

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(original song) The Calloused Finger Blues

🚀 Cosmic Voyage 🚀

Dive into a mind-bending journey through sound with this psychedelic EDM masterpiece. Blending ethereal melodies, pulsating basslines, and other worldly textures, this track transports you into a realm of cosmic exploration and spiritual awakening. Perfect for late- night drives, meditation sessions, or losing yourself on the dance floor. This Song is your tiecket to a trippy, transcendent experience. 

Plz Follow me !

The sexual act is in time what the tiger is in space

Various fanfics and fannish original works podficced by RoverMaelstrom

# Dragon Storm by Rosemarycat5

A dark tune that has been dancing in my brain for a while. A really grooving dark tune. Enjoy.

Vibration

Can't control a furious man, can we?

Worked on this beat. For me, it sounds interesting.

Have a blast. Bye.

Temper - Instrumental

An original work made using Adobe Audition. This track uses samples and repetition and will make you feel like floating. Or flying. Peace be to all. This work includes a small but profound sample from the artist and poet @Fictionalive play loud. 

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Drawing heavily from the synthesizer-driven sounds of the 1980s and 1990s, my work crafts a compelling fusion of retro and modern electronic music. While predominantly instrumental, I do write traditional songs with lyrical content. My compositions intricately weave together various genres, resulting in a rich and evocative listening experience designed to resonate deeply with the audience. I'm an Independent Artist (FUK-IT Records 2024). I’m a Veteran musician, producer, and sound engineer of over 30 years experience. I try to have a little bit for everyone’s tastes.

Disclaimer - A real demon 

Bobbi Fi$ha – The Etheric Seductress of Dark Trap 🔥👑🌌

Drifting between dimensions, Bobbi Fi$ha is more than a rapper—she’s an invocation. A seductress of sound, a mistress of mystique, she bends bars like light around a black hole. Her music is cryptic yet commanding, precise yet otherworldly, a celestial fusion of dark trap, ethereal seduction, and razor-sharp lyricism.

Devout to the game, Bobbi moves through space and psyche, embedding messages like inceptions, invoking the power of goddesses and rebels alike. Each verse is a ritual, each track a portal—step in and let the frequencies possess you.

🚀 No rules. No limits. Just prophecy in motion. 🔮✨ #BobbiFi$ha #DarkTrap #EtherealSeduction #LyricalGoddess #Spacebound #GameDevout

Step into the void. The signal is live. 🎛️⚡👁️ #RowdySects #BobbiFi$ha #DarkElectronic #PsychedelicNoise #PostElectronic #GlitchTrap #OtherworldlySound

Trance Induced Music Making is Shelly Truman of Prolific Aesthetics and the label TTwinz. Shelly is  a prolific producer of music and visual media, scientist of sound. Ttwinz is her independent label. Shelly Truman is a producer and performer based in the US West Coast, from Port Townsend, Washington and Tonopah, Nevada. She creates electro, techno, with environmental soundscapes, drum and bass, ambient, synth, dark wave, electro-pop, and downtempo sound collages. Primarily a keyboardist, she also plays a variety of instruments, produces, mixes, and masters her own work. She uses environmental sounds, such as owls, orcas, coyotes, meticulously matches beats and sometimes lets things glitch out. 

Sound. Art. Life. It’s all here. 

Enjoy and please like, repost, comment, and share widely. Collaborative inquiries welcome by like minded artists.  

 https://prolificaesthetics.com 

Music is the sound that shapes the silences in our minds and bodies, helps us heal, keeps us strong, present, and grounded. We are here.

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