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session one; ‘gutterrats’

… ‘gutterrats‘;
lyrics complete,
bassline complete,
beat incomplete,
vocals incomplete,
guitar incomplete…

6: 08 am… questioning my relationship to the material i have thus far created, as my love affair with music is too passionate to put into few words as even my passion for life and experience itself requires more than a casual pondering analysis through these baffling words that compile and exorcise the mind’s eye, and the flow is strong both ways as karma becomes kinetic as the body drowns in an odd reality as the human side fades and the human machine we are built into tries to escape the static that scrapes away a natural system of values that holds compassion in high regard… 6: 15 am… intertwining surges of information between both hemispheres of intellect and physical form that bubbles up into what we might describe as ‘ego’ which more mercurial of qualities than that, the music becomes like a literal translation of both differing viewpoints in synchronicity deferring to a sweet harmony along these contrasting lines of thought and emotion compounded for more than just an audience, but for a kind of approval and acknowledgement of enjoyment in action while the rest of a lively living truth fades into the background as the sonic reduction of the situation distills into a sort of an alcohol all of its own… 6: 21 am… a metaphysical intoxication that hits those sensors with a bliss that can never be questioned by the human soul as the sounds and moods resonate on some certain level acting in a world all its own, but affecting this one as well to manifest as symbols and righteous awareness flared by the competition to be active in the arts of profit before an artistic evolution is required, then we become the worst kind of self-police that censors the feelings and emotions before they even have a chance to be made to appear as expression to exorcise the villain within that takes for granted the substance of human being which seems required by nature… 6: 27 am… we seem to need the beast, to personify that beast nature inside of our soul, and it is that thing which also mocks human being in as much as it embraces such a state of being in this incarnate reality as means to an end as we shed bits of our spirit through motions of that defeatist progress ideal that has become standard of perfection… 6: 31 am… playing around with the nature of society is part of the purpose of the song as to how each individual must find their niche or role within society like a rat in the larger scope of metaphor, we are the rats in society and society has made us into these hybrid animals to keep a grand cosmic experiment like this going on forever as it has been for the past four or five generations as every little detail in life has become modernized to the point of automation, and it is this principle which leaves most of us scavenging around the best we can to make the most of what we have left as the moral efficiency seem to overwhelm the mechanical privilege that inures humanity to a rhetoric that offends the more of a populace there is to betray thus making privacy defunct to a substantial degree… 6: 45 am… almost done with the forty ounce malt, and impressed with what i have written so far in my life even if most of it is gibberish to the normal vacant eyes looking unaware and unwanting for awareness to occur in themselves or in their minds as certainty sets in against contrasting ideas which might flit about in the head as another year begins to dawn, the haunted self sick and tired of this weary outlook upon the world without a trace of hope or compassion as we truly are one and the same at some point along the spectrum or another…

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