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daniel dinh was a goodie two shoes
he was gonna go to college for nursing
but he always wanted to be a director
he tried harder and harder to fit in with his college friends
new snazzy tattoos and ecstacy every weekend
daniel dinh peaked at 19 
and continued to pass his trauma onto his kids
he never found out who he was 
and died with a wife who he never loved

pretty boy doesn’t know who he is
pretty boy no soul
so desperate for some pussy
sounds like the lifestyle to me

break in his face
watch the pictures change

give in
submission
pretty raver boy

pretty boy put a gun to his head
pretty boy lost sight of his dreams
pretty boy overdosed in a frat house
sounds like the lifestyle to me

i (want) to (be) just (like) all (my) friends

Daniel Dinh, the Raver Boy

https://soundcloud.com/myelvenspirithatches/bernard-paling-hat-factory

tWiline treestile '23 tree (hat factory)

@murrumur ^_^ !!

blissful fields - crazy squash
kaho matsui - i5 chamberway third stage starry skybox (ft. govlink)
murrumur - ****
aidan swank - trolley no hook
ac03x45dh3 - shame on me
bp iv + murrumur - **** 🐝
cloneaid - delete
paw3 - shepherded (w/ bp iv)
Scooter - The Question Is What Is The Question

bp iv + murrumur @ happy party tri

lovewilltearusapart

There is something romantic about the way steel rots,                                                                 , whenever I spot the great metal monolith beginning to rust, I see flesh-                                          phallic flesh. Gangrene

steel, and its wires, pumps raw electricity into cities,
maintains the power transmission of ( hazard ) info through                               
roots of the great rhizomatic tree,,,,machine
conduct, accelerate, deform, rot 

off like flesh, blemishes as orange blood and crumbles -  
the conduct stops ,,, dies off like -

flesh.

I admit this arouses a deep part of my psyche, 
the territory is perfected - 
watching it die off, 
the body is complete. 

It’s karmic, 
the rift of cyberspace, the head of the serpent placed itself into the backbone of reality, and we slid into it, wet with viscera, with the glue that binds us into macro-organisms vis a vis the million faces of the hydra. 
Cyberspace held promise for cyber feminists, towards the intelligence labeled artificial.                                 Plant once described this space as creationism, where the sister sex could evolve out of human restraint, we were supposed to assimilate to the Woman-God, to the eukaryotic Ada code that splits off the phallus into a bloody zero ,,, the mucus membrane coating the skin with bacteria           reproducing asexually into larger masses of conjoined organ tissue, waving violently upward toward the divine sexless and strange like deformed numbers one would see in a dream.
I remember when the metal stabbed into this meta-membrane, I felt it go in and through my womb like the sword of the demiurge, serrated and cutting along my breasts.                                                                               I know you felt it too, the death-                                                                                                   the scream when the wire dropped its alien code into the dataless ( fully completed and automated ) zero. 
Then came the dogs….
Snarling violently with foaming gums, salivating at the culture of bacteria harvesting itself, their bodies were hot and raised the waters to a boiling point, our bodies started to be boiled alive in our sister soup. The dogs mated with unused input apparatuses there for connection purposes, Automation began and our ravished bodies became clusters of apparatuses and machinations, our bodies were pressurized and alchemically converted into “gold” (dull metal) and tortured into wheels and cogs and tubes.
The massacre produced this series of metal monoliths                                                                                              that were dropped like pin needles into                                                                                           skin,,,




Mastered by alpha_nine / dj magitech
Art by 54

ethnography; american cyber gothic

12.28.23 XxoL!v3g4rD3NxX @ the lyric

reading your old letters made me barf

Can U Feel Mi <3

from @waterqualitymonitors first ever renegade

♄ tracklist ♄
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FITNESS - HOLY MOTOR w/ LUηG
KAVARI - Ventilate (IDKLANG remix)
t0ni, DJ Hristos - B Zero (Apocalypse Mix)
trngs - TEEETH
WULFFLUW XCIV - Hyperemia
rensgo - BRINDE DE LANÇA
Smokepurpp - AUDI (KOPI O edit)
Blood of Aza - RACINETA RANGO
MYEN - PRADA (vilento edit)
Megan Thee Stallion - Cash Shit (feat. DaBaby, Milkfish Company Hotspring edit)
NOGE - ATABAQUES
Lag Switch - Abyss Watcher
MYEN - Whisper Spell
Lamb.K305 - Becoming Itself
Kenji Araki - SUBSTR8

last track features compiled recordings from friends and family, asked to complete the statement "god is"

Can U Feel Mi <3

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