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creative director, artist, musician, thinker, philosopher

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Space Inventor

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Broody

Broody (2020)

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Auim (2020) by Quirab

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Some guy's watching

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Somesoundsystemsaredown

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Meet Billy! Billy is a creepy ambassador of Loneliness this spring.

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Hot (2020)

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DMT hub for all who made one.

Daily creo 84

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Trip Time Inn

Daily creo 83

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Daily creo 6

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That one from The Madness  Show (2019) was nice)

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cyber_rebe — Running Away | Acid Taxi Ride(EP)

cyber_rebe — Running Away | Acid Taxi Ride(EP)

I spent 8 years of my life silent. Finally, I officially come fucking back to music!

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So finally I did some nice jazzy breakbeat.

Work still in progress, but I’ll be happy to hear some feedback.

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message to the rich

(daily creo 82)

For all A-class bitches and premium luxury citizens Stock-market hallucinating witches And CEOs running for a Zen Technology preachers Who barely knows and feels as much as I am I meant it — mint breathe And mean eyes A less lucky person never understands why And each of you knows everything, while your rate is high I'm just high Money is something that I abandoned to strive And success is a mess that will bring us to eternal night No one can do nothing with it except die Fewer people mean more space We already have no place to find a new place And all water soon will have a rotten taste and adorable glow of nuclear waste We shouldn't hurt animals cause they're unarmed But we should kill people for the sake of god Collective intelligence is nonsense And nonsense is all we've got My name is Cyber Rebe and I'm telling the truth To those who sold our future for their continuous youth And maybe Latinos and Nigros are those who deserve to survive Motown sound is groover that Bee Gees' stayin alive And we kept them in chains four hundred fuckin' years And now whistling for diversity to deal with our fears So less lucky person, do you finally understand why your face always in tears? Like your mother's was GDP of middle-sized village Is a couple of blows into Miami hot nose And new segregation is knockin the doors Education and opportunities aren't equal at all Despite all shit that you have been told.

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Selfie in words

(daily creo 81)

Clumsy, whiner and boring

That my lifestyle

I didn't bring any worries

Lately I start

I'm writing all the time

But all time it's a wrong part

I tried to paint or drawing

It's hard

I tried a sounds of music

That time has passed

They said education's useful

I missed the class

I feel so slowly and sleepy

And life is so fast

Moving while I'm standing

Last

Stopped waving with arms so hard

I won't fly

My limbs miss a feather part

Don't even try

I can't change myself and grow it,

I don't know why

And I can't be the same as I know it

Be my

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Future is here, assholes

(daily creo 80)

Mid-age parents, who did not supposed to be inside that modern mess,

Contemporary race with robots and else

Run stumblingly to catch time for at least something but eventually just hiding face

From their kids, themselves and what's coming next

I have to confess —

They're just couple of scared adults

Losing for billions of others that fight without name and rules

Fools!

What are you fighting for?

For more different synonyms of noun more?

For the piece of human's dusk before

Eternal artificial and intelligent night

Future is here assholes, it's too late to hide!

And no one can guarantee that kids will have water to drink and air to breathe

Because maybe it's too late for sci fi golden age reprise

Because all world leaves in enormous lend lease.

So one ape is nothing, and billion apes is an ocean of waste

It's all right, honey

Don't cry,

Daddy lost his job, words of bitter taste

He's been replaced

By smart algorithm

And now also hides his face.

From other former members of his team.

You had a dream, and he had a dream

Now he has some time,

We cannot afford a rent, bread is expensive as well as lime,

But there was discount for cream.

(2019)

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It was a 2009 and everybody wanna be like “Matt n’ friends”. Me too. The point is simple - it could be actually only one Matt. Anyway, I add a lot of dark psychosis to be more connected to classic trippy bands like JA.