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Planet Hack
01:28
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Vladimir: OK, we're on the premises
Estragon: That we are boss
V: You know what to do
E: That I do boss
V: Commence hacking.....
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V: *Puts on sunglasses* ....I'm in.
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Identity Attachment
05:32
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Looking at the waves, feeling violently exposed
and the wind’s becoming strange,
the darkness is ablaze tonight
(world’s rim, it’s sink or swim)
seeking the thrill yet remarkably still, alive/and I’m...
(so real, and ever so chill)
sifting through the possible
Got it, if I want it, cause I brought it, and I flaunt it, and what if the other didn’t take it? I’d break it so I could remake it
Terrible at change like a catcher in the rye,
cause it’s hard to shake my ways.
It’s hard to unlearn all my pride
(real feels, you know the deal)
Darkness, a blade that is shirked into my side
(so sick, but working on it)
I need, I feel, I’m possible
Got it, if I want it, cause I wrought it, with detournement and braces and sockets. To ensure that they take it, I’d fake it
Looking at the waves, feeling violently exposed
and resurging alpha waves are promised by the ocean sky
(sight lost within the foam)
identi-lit body surfing on by, alive
(strong, trim, able to swim)
and to boost my beta wave high
(waking life goes on by)
time will impose a tax on my theta wave wired mind
(don’t forget to be the best)
gamma loving sense emerging nigh
- - got to the make the most of a self-indictment
- - try to break the mould but I’m really just like them
- - self-indeti-kit, on identi-lit timelines
- - voluntary sacrifice of my old lives
> - - looking for a face, searchin for the real high life (naught, nil, cannot/can’t sit still)
- - trying to find the ways. trying to find a vague back light
- - identi-kit persona, an identi-lit timeline (death certain, the hour not)
- - versions of me left amongst my own scriptures
- - meeting myself as an alter-ego (weird sounds, flashing lights)
- - meeting someone else who’s learning how to let go
- - finding meaning in my direction and sunlight (no one else to blame)
- - creeping for a while, no one cums once dead
I GOT IIIIIT IF I WANT IIIIIT AND I'LL TAKE ITTT ANDASDFA KJsdfaknfasdfudsf......s..sdfsdf I DON'T CAREEEEEEEEEE yuh
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detournment on my own damned life/self-extraction from my good old life/meeting new name everyday/might cramp/crimp/creep around for a while/I only come in black and gold/searchin for that real boy life/enough space in the uncertainty (that I’m living my best life!)
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3. |
The Lyman-Alpha Forest
07:29
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The old gods are all dogs
Shown in the leftover logs
Every packet intercepted
Signatures left in the message
Someone left a dirty trace
and now it’s written on their face
I identify the cracks;
lines that they’re afraid to tell me.
No one likely to recite
the discrete bands in the plain light/sight spectrum
we received by satellites - each and every stupid question
so that one day we just might understand our gods intention
They blocked the signals
I see a trace
They blocked the signals
Clues are all over the place
and what is missing
I do quite//fucking// care
so I can relate to the peepo over there
But also the world lost in translating you to me, and me to you….
(Heave ho)
I see the signal
I don’t have faith
that the peeps see implications for themselves
The gods are missing
amongst the spread
The forest’s growing denser won’t stop til it's/we’re dead
The subtle things
you meant to mean
slipped down the divots
peekin at me through the seems
Now your reliance
in the chasm
is so uncertain
it could snap at any moment
The Old Gods are really bad dawgs but maybe I don't mind too much
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and also what the world lost in translating you to me, and me to you, is something that could recreate us anew//precognition
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4. |
Noticed In The JDM
03:50
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Notice me-san/ クソ
They said “go in white”
And I’ll admit it’s been a smooth ride
This kind of culture shock underwhelms though
oh saya-saya
I could live in the Easts
I could have amimigo there
A place looks like my home
I’m lookin at you Nippon! Wish you called out sooner...
At any rate, Ill find a way to..
Enter the Japanese Domestic Market
(som-lait-lait-lait-lait-lait-lait!)
Kuso, kuso, kuso, kusoooo (クソ, クソ, クソ, クソ…)
(But I only installed Latin based understandings thus far…)
I don’t tell no lies, I romanise
Temporarily
Paralysing
culture shock
never been so frightening
pressure of the wind
just like okizeme
keeps me back
but I go on fighting
I got in with the Yamaguci
I got friends in the Yakuza-gumo-san
lost kei cars but I’m VIP style
I arrive when I must
As the 7th generation
Oki, Oki, Oki, Oki
Semeru Semeru
The only car for me
is from 1970
yes gimme gimme that Toyota Crown for free
White and Red is what I bleed
Rice and Bread is how I feed
If the power in a white skin leans on the country I’m in
I could take another chance in another market place
IF the signals (siganals) were clear long before I arrived here,
I might wear another face, and might choose another place but
oh… well… whatevers… swell
oooo riiight
yeah, it’s aight
to walk through the streets
and say hi to those I meet
the kids don’t know how to say hi to me so
Ill perpetuate the myth of Aiwa
Ai-waaaaaaaaaaa
Ai-waaaaaaaaaaa
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5. |
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Wassup people this is DJ KT coming to you live from the fast lane
Now I’m not the best thing-maker on this side of the dots
But I don’t get paid to be one just cause I am one
Noww going by the odds somebody out there is probably not ok
Lets all go help a friend out today ok?
I know it’s easier said than done because it’s so easy to say things isn’t it?
Now people I spread the love but you should know
It’s only because I’m a verrrry fearful thing
like,
I don’t wanna see
I don’t wanna hear
I don’t wanna speak like I wanna die
It is only that I can’t tell a lie
I don’t wanna sow any seeds at all
no I don’t wanna fall
fall
woke
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Put it on my patience
Anticipation
Moral story
I guess it’s sexy
So it’s for me
You've got my patience
I’ve got my patience
To new highs in my state *//*Tovv&rds f&te, & nevv st&te!£//*
Do you really wanna know..
That there’re so many ways?
--*_-/To meet your @lter-ego//....
Lets make it fun
And I could dine
Caipirinhas for two
Caipirinhas for youu doododoodoo
I’ve built where I’m stood still
One of a kind good will
My Hirjrah’s not a lie
KT keeps on the line
(merry Mecca to Medina, very daring)
What a life
can’t reframe to keep tellin Ye/me what a liyoueife,
what a life to live/to did
we were all babies once,
and I’m still one too
beedoop doopeedoo (u see?) bweep bweep boop chah
yeah… on my mission
can you see?
I’m on a mission
yes it’s me
It’s your hole
It’s your heart
It’s your hearts
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I just really love your ways. Hold still
All the world is on a plate/plain hold still
I can always run away from home /^,/77&&VVho's s@yin th&t?/./..
Still, I can’t get away from my brain...
but what does it hurt? *^//sd/f//..me?.----
I just wanna say, I really like your home and
I just wanna say, I’d really like to come and..
I would posit there’s a way out here
I can’t pick it either way
There's just something stuck there in my eye
Starting out fresh - takin ages to dress
No stranger to taking longer than expected
I took each and every step to where I’m standing right now
And I wonder if I chased myself into the right house
I was restless and searching through the most cosmic sky
‘Till I found that fated sacred cosmic shoreline
Now I reference the clouds where my colleagues fly
And the source to my perdition is the source of my high
The lovely lights that twinkled as oumuamua lowered
(clouds're)// they’re no longer my reverence/reference, now forevermore
Behold man.
We don’t ever become spacesick here
I could never have had complete control
Though I know...
...it’s always gonna fall always gonna go down
like a zeppelin in which we’re all stowaways
And I don’t wanna beg - I really like your home
In any other way I could attend to cope
I don’t wanna trade in my tragic sense of destiny
It isn’t up to me now I found the human sky
Don’t be shy, I’m finally inside
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8. |
Wormhole Spread Eagle
03:12
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9. |
Gemstone Pharaoh
07:05
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10. |
Morningnight Dreams
06:04
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drifting through aftersleep
sifting indecision
string together dreams,
alone and shared
Where will they go
when the sand slips away,
the past decomposes,
the present proceeds,
the future to succeeds?
We’ve come so far
as children in the wild
but we’re not there yet.
We have a ways to go
maybe it will never end
Find the daylight at night
The midst of twilight
When we’re ready
When the time comes
We’ll name this morningnight
Two wandering bodies, volatile in the void
sparkling quarks too unstable to exist alone
paired lovingly, if somewhat precociously
the cosmos folds them in
and blesses the seal with a kiss.
We go twos on adventure
Alongside with twin comets
We honeymoon on Mars
all ours, where the sunsets are blue
and nothing, or everything, is new
On such a scale, forgiving late prevail
our old wishes somewhat fail
breaking promises, getting lost
trying to understand all things at all times
lest I lose myself in the infinite, I’d bind myself to it
and bound to the infinite, we escape the finite
You'll meet my diasporic family
they were hiding in Pandora’s box
out they come, arm in arm,
siphoned till the very last
our little lives become vast
our little lives become so vast
things begin to move so fast
and our little lives have become so vast
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11. |
Adios Cowboy
05:42
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12. |
Fragments of Chalcedony
03:41
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13. |
Avant Savant
03:45
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So I says, “this is just a bigger hole you see, sure it’s greener and it’s growin but it gapes with the best of em. None of ‘em have the velocity to escape the edge with the mass of a human body riding along really. None have figured out how to get the right momentum. They still thrust juice out the bottom like it’s blowing against or into the ground, to which I says you’ll need a beast of a sneeze to even clip the edge in due time”
answer honestly - Am I doing alright?
(my best takes bravery)
I wrote this y’know!
(!HOOAAA!)
I’m on my way to be human
I dote and I doubt, I suspect, yet soundly love myself
Well, in my hands, words are not so logical
A system better used by a savant humaner
Im a devout human, wanna be a real boy .. ahhhhhh
I am mechanically biased to and liable to return to the centre
Harem and thieves protecc ask you all not to enter
I like to take fights I can’t win
Life as satire.. Why do it why do it?
artists are stars
artists are common people
My existence is to be taken with a grain of salt
There’s no freedom in the house of glass
There’s no doorway through the dunes of sand
There’s no launchpad on the marshy land
There’s no efficient ways to help man
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14. |
(After Hours)
08:42
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I have tried fitting inside your planet for so long
Festering and pushing at the walls of my skull
Where the wanderers became gods,
eccentric stars are shining on
and nobody cares
The universe is a cold melting pot
with hot spots near and far
close and remote
I needed go somewhere
I wanted to arrive here
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A clear path preceded me
but what did I know?
Aiko told me “you can sleep in here tonight, but you will sleep”
two extremes, will the pendulum settle
If you please, fix these dreaded machines
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8 planets, ten times of eleven
dreaded machines. Machination of heaven
How can you tell when you’re stuck on the ground, looking from home,
how to see what the wildest side of your galaxy really has in store?
Consider taking a ride to find life of whatever kind
Well I made/did make a decision but I didn’t make up my mind, fuck!
I am from somewhere
I came from something,
And here I will stay
to make what I can
all amongst the most
unmerciful gods
I have no say,
beyond the say I’m beyond
I’ve said before that it’s a small world
they sure have managed to pack a lot in there
Sure, fun, when the mushrooms and I become one
when I spend every second on the floor debilitating
Becoming barren besides briefly being
but sometimes, the only thing less productive - dying
Aiko once told me
the world will not see you
It won’t understand you
But I know you have a plan
none of us are in charge here
this rock will keep on moving
and we’re not done trying to understand ourselves
at least in in that way we’re the same
and you are home
He was one tough customer, always right
It’ll take jacobs ladder to get me outta here
But I’m past the label on my bottle
and everything is subject to change. always, always
two extremes, will the pendulum settle
If you please, fix these dreaded machines
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peace and love 10/11
a good little king might go to heaven
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15. |
Planet Earth Lock-In
02:04
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King Tut London, UK
An Earth-dwelling strangeloop, documenting the musical journey of a space-faring strangeloop.
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