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Lyrics: I believe in miracles even if I die. I won't believe there's nothing special I can be in life. I believe in being good even if you don't. I won't deny there's something magic I can be if I... try. I believe in miracles I know because I live it. Was once ashamed, but now I'm not afraid to show it. I believe in miracles even if it's wrong. The wonders of my life won't be here for long. I believe in the space between. I believe in the mystery I've believed beyond what I see all my life. I believe in light. I believe in dark, where I've lived all my life. Now, I believe in you. Do you believe in me, too? I believe in miracles. I believe in miracles. I believe in miracles.
there are signs of life, nobody home abandoned, abandoned long ago upkeep upkeep windows open signal movement left alone for so long what will become of us? have they forgotten? the lights are on knock on the door I shall answer
we should pee our hands and feet pity sex will factor in and we'll have our puddings back
Black Cactus Matters
Galaxy Blood the destructive vibration, the soundwave bound for the brains of the clowns infiltrates and surrounds sinister masons and pounds into their faces and crowns devistating the grey matter that's found there down underground where the secret military agents and greys in medical gowns, Dulce Base carrying out strange operations phasing in and out of dimensional space untill they feel the wavelength that Team Aethyr sent out that'll put them in their place dismantling their atoms till there's nothing left to put into their graves rearranging fucking DNA our frequencies take the quote "illuminated" turn them into slaves it's amazing how great the earth is without the fake masters and vampires taking and perverting everything for the purpose of enslaving fucking earthlings now we're initiating initiates hurting we're fucking cursing and burning bankers at the stake turning the last page Liber Al, the last days of evil's reign, the new aeon aflame now is the time, this is the place wake the fuck up lock, load, and take aim at a senators face, blow up the whitehouse fucking burn down the banks taking their technology to target police stations from space laying waste with lasers turning the slave trader pigs to vapor can't forget the lying fucking media fakers it's ok, we commendeered their satellites now the airwaves are alive with beats and bass and statements about the ways human beings started to take their fucking freedom from an alien race of Anunnaki invaders who tried to create a slave out of a biped with a soul that'll never fucking break for these fucking fakes fuckers want to rape my planet for gold and rule my people from Kansas to Kuwait you made a big fucking mistake playing god, but I'm a blasphomous bastard with good aim, true will, an AK, and a burning desire to wile out and devistate now is the time, this is the place wake the fuck up lock, load, and take aim at the president's face, blow up the whitehouse fucking burn down the banks now is the time, this is the place wake the fuck up lock, load, and take aim at a Rothschilde's face, blow up the whitehouse fucking burn down the banks MiraStarr & Companion Celestial SamurEyes eternal obliteration 2 thoz who oppose all Starr Guardians our intergalactic multi dimensional connection never broken even withe thee annunaki illuminati retarded robotic infection misdirection thinking entitlement is enlightenment total devilishment satirical empirical government shent ascent neverending torrment reinvent snitch shoes ov cement maximum enemy demise is thee medicine reverberating 8 pointed ritualization nuclear cremation finito your vile skeksi association Team Aethyr repoting 4 duty converting misery history into blissful allchemical synergy
THE TONALITY OF THE MERIDIANS I The imminence of acronyms escalates every word at the bluish borders of the voice Concert of shadows and continents II The oceanography of the voice can decipher the breath of the globe in search of perpendicular fragments III To heal the inscription illuminates the limits of duration What is the orientation of automatisms? The works of the face are formed in the evocation of the glands Such gesture "is" the key * LA TONALITÉ DES MÉRIDIENS I L’imminence des sigles escalade chaque mot aux frontières bleutées de la voix Concert d’ombres et de continents II L’océanographie de la voix sait déchiffrer le souffle du globe à la recherche de fragments perpendiculaires III Guérir l’inscription éclaire les limites de la durée Qu’est-ce que l’orientation des automatismes? Les travaux du visage se forment dans l’évocation des glandes Tel geste « est » la clé David Nadeau
yes sure this bus it's fine i guess you were ruined and broke before you can handle this again but why the fuck were you dressed like a cop anyway i took a place sniffing cat thinking of anything to say i wish i could keep eye contact at least for a second i used to lock you on a balcony why am i so scared now \ i'm just frustrated that's all it even tastes okay i don't know when i'll eat again let's just get to the cake i'm just frustrated that's all should've sat on the desk should've gotten myself killed before it \ yes sure [congratulations] this bus it's fine [congratulations] i guess [you were ruined] you were broke before [you were ruined] you can handle this again [you are stronger than me] yeah your neice she's running with collectable bunnies i want one you wanted one sorry i read your diary age of five screamed lesbian i was on to nothing and i brought you nothing reminds me of you playing playstation with your shotgun husband oh where is he now [?] your friend from childhood wanted to see you happy with a baby[?] alright baby died don't know if i will ever really make you smile but it was uneasy before we knew it was malign before your student loans arrived let's say the bus is booked i'm packed there's a ticket in my pocket right under The Gum fuck it you're supposed to say \ happy birthday i don't really know what to say happy birthday hunting shark under the table seems attractive but too loud why it's not too cold outside to drive


Life is Complexity - Complexity is Now

This is the 1st Edition ov COMPLEXITY
This collection was compiled in the early months of 2018.
COMPLEXITY is an ongoing series from Thee Instagon Foundation featuring sound, art, & words.. filed somewhere between a compilation, a zine, and a podcast....a little something different that we hope will evolve into more diversity including all 3 artistic paths.

For details on how to be involved and part of the NEXT upcoming edition.. go to www.tif.org/complexity.

We suggest opening each cut individually and exploring the information and links included with each contribution.

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released February 21, 2018

Compiled by Lob for Thee Instagon Foundation
All rights to all tracks belong to the artists that made them and any use for any reason should be cleared with them first.

This edition features SOUND contributions from
Germany, Serbia, United Kingdom, Canada, Russia, Mexico, & from thee US States ov California, Oregon, Massachusetts, Washington, & Illinois

This edition includes ART contributions from Jared Konopitski of Sacramento, CA.

COMPLEXITY Cover art - " Tile 7 ", digital media - by Lob





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