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Mogwai Volksgeist

watching the movies to music is a fun experiment everyone should try once in their life, and it doesn’t matter what movies or what music either as at some point they will move in sync with each other in one scene or another as the twin consistencies entwine and make for a truly unique product that the listener/ viewer could never duplicate the same way to create a whole different environmental setting, when passively paying attention to either frequency instead of actively focused with an almost parallel psychic sympathy crossing one personal consciousness over edges of the fictitious and factual blurring lines and perceptive awareness… the psychedelic gap that finds its way into the dialogue because it is an essence vital to the next modern spirit advancing beyond the inhibitions of this last age lost to us through wages of war and secrecy gone against a people’s true willpower as a facet left undisclosed to others wishing to exploit for opportunity this real magic of truth, their agents are trained not to speak in the codes of the majority to distinguish their material power for the others even though it never stops too many from abusing the powers granted to make the person as marked authority figure from then on with current suspicions of corruption igniting remarks that label the rest of any noble effort invalid by sheer association, and when one allows the state to intrude upon their rights willingly instead of having said rights destroyed by the fires of indignation counter to loyalty telling the person to ‘die standing or kneel in service’ to which many who want to live are found in the majority when considering whose rights have been stamped upon the most by psychopathic bullies in their suits and jargon undermining slowly with subversion a humanity from the inside like a callous disease manipulating humans as fingers unlocking puzzles for it… torturing to reach a supreme idea of itself for the glory of humbling humanity into a false civility which drains their people of their need to feel community by forcing obstacles through these pathways opened out to us from that digital heart now touching everyone’s life for better or worse on case-by-case basis, the compassion is there hiding away in the midst of poisonous mists of hate and anger twisted to the purposes and tastes of ill-fed drama in the human minority whose wealth and status object to communication with an outside world free from this possession of greed and contempt, and yet there is room in the archetypal records for everyone…

Thanks, khet.