a peculiar convergence of psychedelia and the mundane . a journey into sensation .



huge thank you to the human beings who helped me materialize this vision :
@santerisulkunen for bringing the crispy and shiny through his mastering , and for his patient problem solving 
@kikeromedi for his dope drumming in 'más alive'
@tobetovar for making such a trippy sound with his saw in 'asleep in the daytime' (let’s see if you can spot the sound)

asleep in the daytime

you made it

shiverin’ cold sweat 
can’t seem to get out of bed rest 
high temp simmer down 
good girl quiet calm don’t make a 
sound or a scene 
no need to be talkin’ about what you need
just stick to the kool-aid the juice and the tea
cocktail filtering through your IV 
slow drip 
it is what it is
weird trip 
i know it’s uhh 
miserable to feel prisoner in your own body
all i can offer my dear is that everything changes
and this too will just be a memory
story of what was endured in resilience
fuel and an homage for wisdom and brilliance 
let’s not pretend we didn’t notice 
let’s not pretend we didn’t notice

slow drip

i’m just a normal guy 
sunday morning take a ride
the only chance i ever really get to go outside

cause the grind’s got me 
grinding away 
cause my time is not mine 
never was anyway 

i work almost every day and get paid
it’s been about a year since i get laid 
‘cause i don’t got the time
to do anything about it 
and i done lost my mind
don’t even know what i like 

‘cause i spent all my time
workin’ for a paycheck
‘cause i spend all my life
waitin’ for the weekend
and the weekend came and went 
and all i did was rest
just to start over again 
over and over and over and over again 

that’s right my life was over before it began 
that’s right before it began i was already dead 
already dead

imagine this 
i got two fast cars and a wrist watch
i don’t hardly get to drive 
and the time is just ticking away
tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tick 
damn i’ve really aged
tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tick 
and all i’ve got is a job

the grind

smoking out the same old corner wasting time 
always a little bit older i’ve revived in my passion for life
looking for that old school smolder gentle lines
tracing my spine to the whole world over
smolder smother the hands of another lover
top down and around inner under

i’ve found my present as a kiss collector lip inspector 
look inside my mouth and you’ll see 
a plethora of sweet varieties 
simple and smiley so nice and at ease 

but what i really please is one that won’t leave 

like fallen leaves upon a bed of wet grass
i ask myself why all the masks it’s so tiring
why’s it such a fucking task to just hold each other openly

i pray this hopefully more hopeful than woefully 
more woke than locally sourced self-esteem
welcoming the spring

kiss collector

turns out that life is but a game
there’s no losers only players 
turns out there was never a such thing 
as a truly reliable narrator  
i was the one putting up walls
i’m scarily aware of how hypocritical 
it’s something else lookin at oneself
maybe we’re different than we believe 

anyway i’d think any day
you’d win at my own game
and leave me dry
child’s play take me half the way
through the meadow and stumble back home  
energy oh how it flow and sway 
how it comes in waves
and carries us on  
synergy oh how you feel to me 
how you heal my being
just by being you 

never in a lifetime would i 
intentionally hold you back
never in my mind’s eye did i 
fancy myself a brat 
oh no 

here on this spinning wheel 
it was not the time it was not the place
there was just no space 
to be runnin’ races round my mind 
unwind 

here on this floating mass 
we could not get past even at the last
sick seconds and moons 
we’d cast out all the spells 
oh well 
if only we’d learn 
if only we’d 
if only

anyway

elysian mani

again

sabotage

dirt

sjango

call it back

i am to he as the queen is to me losing all my lovers to monogamy a lonely bird cries refuse company cause sharing is swell but i'd rather be free you may love me but not to close you may know me until i go you may see me laughing morose but what's really me outside does not show reflections let a little lover love themselves affections collecting hearts up on your shelf i'll tell you what i'm running from don't wanna get bogged down in the same place i'll tell you why i limit love don't wanna wake everyday next to the same face i've tried it before sweet variety has shown me the key maybe it's gravity cause i'm a busy busy busy busy lady i just have a need to spread my wings i'll just plant some seeds before i leave

mah rose

these sounds document some of my journey from chiapas through massachusetts, new york, and california .. recorded in friends’ houses , my van , and mama’s nest <3 after much indecision, i decided to release this unmastered and raw . however, if anyone feels called to help me improve sound quality/master it, this is something i’m welcoming :) 
thank you to all loved ones and artists out there that inspire creation and thank you to the free flowing channels that allow us to receive these gifts from spirit and translate them into tangible mediums .. i welcome more harmony into the world and hope that humans soften and allow our heart's true calling to overtake us with passion . i pray for the recognition and change of unbalanced privilege and for this conversation to become more prevalent in the mainstream .. for the foundation of our system to change in a way that allows all beings accessibility to abundance and wellness .. the dark and the light are not to be unseen and i invite us to embody trust and buoyancy within all the feelings and experiences .. 

may these sounds be medicine to those who choose to partake . i recommend headphones or bassy speakers and closed eyes at least once .. calling in collaborations . big love !

alone

dreaming

suelto

i don’t care what anybody else 
has to say about how i’m living 
knowing it’s all up inside the self
really didn’t matter what the rest did anyway

lately i been thinking bout the earth
that good good just keep on spinning
hail to the death and to the birth
some'll have to go if we gon keep on making babies 
and lord knows we gon keep making em 
making em em making em make 
making em making em making em make 
and we gon keep on dying 

look at the world how could it be i call upon the roots and the trees 
look at the world how could it be i call upon the rivers and the seas
look at the people how they divide maybe it’s harder to love than to fight
everyone claiming ideas are true if you don’t see it like me then fuck you 

well fuck you and fuck you too
i love you and i love you too

the world

why would we try to be anything other than the ashes ?

ashes to ashes sift in the gray umbayulita doing the same

all dry buds want to be shaken all loose leaves tumbled dry
a long winter cry and a scalp long awaits a good scritchen

consciously rerouting the maps between synapses
dissolution of space time
hair follicles drippin colors of all we’ve ever thought to have known

i’m miggity melting smithereens undone unsung till now
profound unraveling triggy traveling
sounds unfound till they weren’t no more
ask loud for the endowment of flavors
your lone heart’s a craver no worry to savor
not need to be saved by ya

and melt

ashes to ashes

fall rolls in bringing with it little dewey drops of the unknown
talk about a sin let the shiddy shadow shine bright on the hustlin
give in to what we are
little pitter patter of dust on a star

what one said goes cause everyone knows compromise blows
one unready to let go of followin their own flow two unsteady watch them grow

from death we come to live a lucid life and get somethin done
another family tree another story
it seems like everyone’s important to somebody

i left my love for another
i followed my heart not my word

one once said the story’s the same but the pair of feet change
but i’ve observed through stories i’ve heard it’s never the same
we’re always changing
the we of yesterday is not the we of today

fall rolls in

a block from inspiration a hallway of sorts we’re in
wherein all the little flower buds bloom within
ideas and dreams bubble up like molten lava
volcanically seeking its path before it’s cold and harder 

step into my cave be still for a bit 
listen to our brain heart body and spirit
’tis this one that knows the wider frame
face pale and dampened like the ghost of my dream

scare thee not lest this one’s alright
as we come blessed paranoia in the night
naysayer’s wish for all to feel so blind
confusion’s dish served with aged fine wine

oh why why oh why and when when and when
and what what and what and who who and where
where ? 

patiently awaiting your last living breath last living death till the next one
defiantly engaging your last blown attempt at raging with the waters till you get some
get some get some

rags times crimess like the goddess almahighty
fervent xxrak from the depths of the underworld wa’a’swoosh xlaga 
batter’s up to strike like maga maga smoo’ith me
guys come to woo’iz me leaves me so woozy whoosh off with you off 
push your sunken campaign for fame distract destruct
who’s getting paid for us to live this way
way out way out in space none of this matters rraka tss 
but we’re free not even bound to this body
and so we sing as though everybody’s listening
and we will scream about the state and the hypocrisy
this cruel machine eating alive all the souls and beings
all the souls and beings

hallway of sorrrts

todito lo que te quiero hacer queda dando vueltas en mi esencia en mi ser
pensando extrañando percibiendo saboreando soñando mojándome goteando con placer
este es mi sueño fantasía hago lo que quiero es mi deseo y lo grito sin ningún miedo
ya tu sabes a lo que vengo me vengo luego empieza suavecito lento el juego

con la mirada me quitas el disfraz me dejas como soy entera te me doy
me entrego me rindo te encuentro demasiado lindo quiero quedarme en tu nido pio pido 
la verdad es que lo he pasado muy bien sin ti pero todo está distinto desde que te sentí
mi piel me dice ya no quiere estar sin la tuya te invito a mi río pa que fluya 

todo lo que traigo fluye con lo tuyo pena pedo miedo y orgullo
acepto que no acepto estar sin ti probé de tu delicia y me fui 
pero en los sueños sigo mordiéndote el cuello clavícula costilla y colmillo
transcendemos la identidad voy pa tus orejas me muevo p’abajo 

te alejas y te llamo de vuelta suelta la sobreanalización que te bloquea la comprensión
ríndete a la sensación sanación llévalo por todo tu cuerpo inhalación 
después exhalas todo moviendo tu raíz me rascas p’abajo causando slow release
estado orgásmico soy el universo soy mis ancestros y nos unimos con lo cósmico

y todo esto para decir que cruces el charco
horizontalízame y mete tu barco a mi mar

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