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Psychedelic/Alternative/Art/Music/Poetry + possibly other random more or less unrelated stuff

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Here’s a little tune written by Syd Barrett with Pink Floyd as backing band, appropriate for upcoming Halloween.

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Den Hvide Død (The White Death)

Lyrics:

The White Death Outside the desert rides on gluttonous dead camels and we draw circles in the sand like traces from a snake The starling's wailing anguish of spring a sign cloaked in cosmic background noise The virus judgment from beyond's primordial soup expose a photograph of you in second hand clothes that seems to be an incarnation of the mumps' swollen bride of the flue choked by the neuter mirror image of Pan A bioluminence shadow of the past lost in the vertiginous metageometric labyrinth of Fibunacci The white death that sometimes creeps in under the doorstep, shoots needle pain phantoms through the seams of our dress, deprives the space it's embrace of time, and expose the view through love's bars: My heavenwards glaring peepholes' apple cavities turn in the velour padded teakwood coffin of your soul by proximity's stinging vacuum: A singularity of hungering apathy! The eye that breathes behind our back! A dulling impotence every time your head hides behind a shrug

Can be downloaded for free here:  https://jacoblaeby.bandcamp.com/album/den-hvide-d-d-the-white-death

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Red: (0.000000700 x 12^8) + (0.000000700 x 10^8) Blue: (0.000000470 x 12^8) + (0.000000470 x 10^8) Green: (0.000000530 x 12^8) + (0.000000530 x 10^8) 

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An examination in chromesthesia: 

The wavelengths of the 3 primary colors our optic nerves can perceive has been transformed to sound within the audible spectrum through a sinus wave generator. 

A higher and a lower pitch for each of the 3 colors has been arranged into this musical piece.

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Purple Poem (A Poetic Purple Suit to the Color Purple)

I got purple pants and purple gloves on my hands. I got a purple mind, of a different kind I would have a purple hat, if it was not black. I got a purple soul, or so I was told.

Purple, purple, purple...

Pour the purple, purple stream, waterfall of purple dreams.

Gleams of purple haze when smoking. Don't you think I'd just been joking.

Purple is the color purple, sometimes hue in red or blue, most of times it's simply purple, purple, purple time, purple rhyme, this is it:

A purple sign!

Nothing purple left behind, purple as a violet violet, nothing purple is a hurdle, shining red and blue as true, mix it up or differentiate it, purple is what purple made it, understand don't misconceive, simply make it make believe, purple is the greatest color, everything is just a tad more duller.

I think I here have made my point: not pink, not grey, nor green or yellow: Purple is the color of this fella.

- Bertel Wobblespring

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Infinite empty view through windows without glass/square spiral

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I Know Where Yoda Lives!

I Know Where Yoda Lives! Yoda lives behind the event horizon outside time across universes across bodies in the transparent reality which extends over an infinite number of dimensions and transcends all there is in eternity. Once a week, he is having a telepathic tea party with Buddha

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Tuesday blues/The Woodpeckersquirrel

Tuesday blues/The Woodpeckersquirrel It is Tuesday blues, the existential void, the heat that for far too long has hung in the wardrobe to dry something fell down and rolled away on the floor... -later it revealed it self in a toitally different form: A small city of foil in the frontal lope, where the woodpeckersquirrel lived.

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The Only Truth

The only truth I am the rye I am the wildebeest I am oat, wheat, barley and malt I am the sparrow I am the jester I got bells on my hat Santa Claus and Christmas Night 2 raisins in one hat THE TRUTH IS!

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Return to Center

Return to center

We wasted every word with unspeakable precision until nothing could be separated from the world

The wound on your hand grows into your soul gates burst open to rooms with frayed wallpaper

A red mass of light whispers adhesive filaments from fatherless infants tongues a lie is bleeding into itself

Everything returns to sender

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Center, the False Spot!

Center, the false spot!

Do 10 jumping jacks on the spot, Imagine at the same time that the Earth follows your movements so that your feet at no time counteracts the gravitational field.

Remember that you are a small blue glazed hollow ball of clay, meandering in the oceans' waves.

Close your eyes and run to the nearest bus stop while maintaining the picture in your mind's eye. Jump on the first bus, and continue your journey into night.

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Inlets to Eternity & Hula Hoop with the Number 8

        Inlets to Eternity                   & Hula Hoop with the Number 8

Time goes in circles; inertia Nothingness' apathetic empathy      Everything is geometry:

            The 11th Commandment          The 6th Pillar       The 9th Spoke

 The o in the     middle   all around it

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The cover art for Have a Banana by Flystyrt, an experimental music project by Jacob Læby, involving own, mainly Danish, poems: https://flystyrt.bandcamp.com/album/have-a-banana

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Piece #911 by Jacob Læby

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Lemon by Jacob Læby

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Why would I ever want to question myself?

How would I know?

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Room Full of Mirrors by Jacob Læby