@plath4evr

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ye bby u should call me rn
cut another vein now im feeling down
isolated i just wanna get out
i wanna meet someone...wanna meet someone
like u...like u...
i dont feel my heart without u
spending all these days stuck in my bedroom
i just wanna move on...like u

like u did
its so easy for u to just pretend
ye i try so hard but i lose in the end
im fckn blind by patterns
and i...i dont wanna feel alone
give me ur heart pls be the one
i know im selfish but im desperate
i need someone to depend on

i dont want
to pretend im fine
i think of suicide
every single night
i wish that u
could understand
im so paranoid
i wanna do this again...
x2

u were just a mistake...

i wanna meet someone (plath)

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Julia Gordon-Bramer is a professional tarot card reader, Sylvia Plath scholar, award-winning writer and poet, and former professor of the Graduate Writing Program at Lindenwood University. Author of Fixed Stars Govern a Life: Decoding Sylvia Plath, Tarot Life Lessons, and The Occult Sylvia Plath, she is also one of St. Louis’ Top Ten Psychics (Psychic St. Louis) and St. Louis’ Number One Fortune-Teller (CBS Radio), and has appeared on numerous television and radio shows as well as appearances on Nickelodeon and MTV. In 2013, the Riverfront Times voted her St. Louis’ Best Local Poet. She lives in St. Louis, Missouri.

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im getting worse w/ akasuki + karaoki + injurie (plath + alx)

Doomsday

The idiot bird leaps out and drunken leans
Atop the broken universal clock:
The hour is crowed in lunatic thirteens.
Out painted stages fall apart by scenes
While all the actors halt in mortal shock:
The idiot bird leaps out and drunken leans.

Streets crack through in havoc-split ravines
As the doomstruck city crumbles block by block:
The hour is crowed in lunatic thirteens.

Fractured glass flies down in smithereens;
Our lucky relics have been put in hock:
The idiot bird leaps out and drunken leans.

The monkey's wrench has blasted all machines;
We never thought to hear the holy cock:
The hour is crowed in lunatic thirteens.

Too late to ask if end was worth the means,
Too late to calculate the toppling stock:
The idiot bird leaps out and drunken leans,
The hour is crowed in lunatic thirteens.

- Sylvia Plath 1954

The hour is crowed in lunatic thirteens

Starting a new chapter, perhaps you can be in my new unstable path

UK creatives should listen to this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yK4wBWiozyM

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Ed Brunsden was kind and patient enough to interview me for  his blog Desert... Mountain... Dust...  - you can read it at https://desertmountaindust.blogspot.com.au/2017/02/tuonela-primitive-progressive.html

After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music. ~ Aldous Huxley

All good music resembles something. Good music stirs by its mysterious resemblance to the objects and feelings which motivated it. ~ Jean Cocteau

All music is beautiful. ~ Billy Strayhorn
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I've become addicted to drone. Again. I was the kid with his head on the piano, listening to the overtones die away, or pressing his ear to the steel hull of the ferry, enthralled by the sounds it created. I was the kid who formed wordless songs to accompany the sound of train wheels on a long journey, or hummed along with the fan on a hot day.

In the 60s I used to play my 45s on 16, or backwards, or by hand using razor blades as stylii.

I made cut-up tapes on a cheap cassette recorder in the 70s and experimented with reel-to-reel in the 80s. 

Thank you Subotnick, Lygeti, Coltrane, Jimi, Mimaroglu, Eno, Cluster, Tangerine Dream, Klaus Schulze, Frank Zappa, Pink Floyd, Kraftwerk, Throbbing Gristle...

I am not a musician. I am a scavenger of sounds. I use the most basic software to process those sounds, stretching and filtering until something emerges that makes a joyful noise. Or not...

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