TRvMPanzi – official…
‘hyperbully (hyperbole)’
“losers with lasers,
using the violence of science
to assume the worst,
attain dreams and wishes,
no matter how vicious,
asserting their ideas as truth,
promoting their lies as proof…”
‘hyperbully (hyperbole)’
“losers with lasers,
using the violence of science
to assume the worst,
attain dreams and wishes,
no matter how vicious,
asserting their ideas as truth,
promoting their lies as proof…”
CultraQuiot; after a loud quiet will dawn the ‘Renaissistance’… a noise of art insists revolution.
lyrics complete,
bassline complete,
beat incomplete,
vocals incomplete,
guitar incomplete…
out of Context;
‘more than just purely the impulse of imagination, as it is the intricate and complex webbing of a layered acceptance of all those winding routes of knowledge and manifest experience to be intertwined as the “ultraquiot” accepts both life and death through the filter of reality… perceptual reality or “un-reality”, perhaps the word ‘Maya’ as interpreted into a whole culture called ‘Mayans’, but instead of prior ancient peoples we will refer to our ‘Mayans’ Here as the materialists enthralled by their materialism in play as masses obey to their sway… so let the great shit talking begin, i am a walking conscious disease as perhaps previous posts have stated or implied in all too many vague ways…’
out of Context;
‘even for as late as the game is now, i need to adapt or die in this newly informed social order that has accrued without me, but what use is it to give out this much clear information at once?… i was enjoying a slightly better mutual friendship with my longtime live-in lover, many times i have been the untrustworthy one between the two of us and for that i have piled regret up to the doorstep in the demand for restitution, or even the one without the same mapping of mutual benefit that would have naturally lead to a more profound relationship instead of being tired and unfulfilled…’
original songcraft by C. Michael Keaton
excerpt-‘to take a look at truth… you must go for it
to see the goal clear enough… cannot just run to catch up
bring on the irony!!!…
a noiseless conspiracy… to hide the fears
the insane and senseless… flock to the seers
‘whor-ree-ors come out and play-ee-ay!’…’
out of Context;
‘the sluggish inner dimension blown wide open for the furnace chamber it is, the heart centered at the top of the ribs, and the pulse a dead beat rising in rhyme to the reason twisting the corpse alive… the labyrinthine threads through which the needle eye accepts only a few, the straws that break the camel’s back, and your mother becomes suddenly struck awake and alive as well… up through that rotted birth canal which we all jettison through, the womb has no other choice than to obey the fist, this the where the creative purge comes in handy, so-to-speak… the Slow Children are not necessarily retarded children, but merely socially unacceptable mental cases to some degree, this is the haunting realism to the situation currently prescribed the vacant mind through a spastic reflex media…’
original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton
excerpt; ‘just standing here in empty space
transcending beyond sex and race
stand in the light, fade into night
tripping through being a chemical machine…’