FATE

producing collage style graphic malfeasance and/or constructing aural phantasms

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My new sounds:

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How to Serve Man (The Meanest Things I'd Never Say) - El-P

That’s not a hand, it’s a claw And this is not a song, it’s an exorcism of numbness We are not in my bedroom anymore, it’s a prison camp that I’ve been stuck in

This isn't skin, it's a scramble suit with a thousand me's rotating That’s not your mouth, that’s a boredom generator powered by irritation We aren't a couple, we’re isolationists who to try to use the buddy system And that wasn't sex, it was a competition for power that I’m clearly winning But that’s not victory, matter of fact I think I’m better off forfeiting You go for de gold, girl, I’m about to bounce out to Deadwoods Hills for cleaner living And I really do I hope it all works out like you want it to This is not Brooklyn, it’s a colony of wayward bees without a queen And we’re not people, we’re like Sims controlled by childish deities But see we’re alive now and it’s not time we’re wasting here Nah this is life and you’re so (pretty) Like the gleam off that blade when you slipped my ribs the shivy This ain’t a break up, I like to think of it as a stay of execution And that’s not the air I’m clearing, it’s the wispy trails of our cumulus pollution And that’s not despair you’re feeling, it’s the petulant reaction of a wounded child And that’s not the door I’m looking at, it’s an escape hatch to the zeppelin we’re inside And I really do I hope it all works out like you want it to You’re not a woman, you’re a piranha with cutlery for dentured up smile And I’m not a man, I’m an incomplete punchline of a joke I don’t understand That’s not your diary, it’s a cook book and I’m your favorite chapter when you’re bored And that’s not a love letter, it’s a recipe for the same slop you served before This ain't an insult, it’s the clearest truth I've ever had the misery to speak These aren't words, these are the terms of my surrender and defeat But I’m not sorry beyond the sorry nature of existing with no plans Please don’t touch me, just wave goodbye with that claw that not’s a hand Did I mention that… I hope it all works out like you want it to And I really do…

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CAUGHT ON FILM: shorty the blue nose programming ur reality!!!

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what? u don't got a 1400 watt 18" sub crossing over high pass to two 600 watt a piece 12"'s with horns and tweeters, and a studio with 16 preamps on two I/O's and a novation impulse, mashine mikro and a gretch tucked into a hutch in ur living room? that's a shame. hood rich... lets get free! eff philly studios!

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al·le·giance  

/əˈlējəns/

Noun

Loyalty or commitment of a subordinate to a superior or of an individual to a group or cause.

Synonyms

loyalty - fidelity - faithfulness - adherence - devotion

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THIS is contentment. achieve it my human friends!!!

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THIS = THAT

equations by FATE

    “I think the devil doesn't exist, but man has created him, he has created him in his own image and likeness.”  ― Fyodor Dostoevsky

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hell naw i don't got no damn "case uh da mundee's" eff u meeeeeaaaannnn??

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if u make electronic music: don't listen to this before u go into ur studio (open ur laptop)...u will gently place ur headphones on the table and walk away sad.

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wake up; the tangent universe is your oyster

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Even if my head were to be cut off, i should be able to do one more action with certainty. 

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bio

steal everything -- nothing is original 

if i exist i cannot provide you proof

binary bangers are derivative of my actions

i cripple my enemies

if art is ego and ego is evil the maths stipulate i aspire to create evil

truth is found in death. meditation on inevitable death should be performed daily. every day when one's body and mind are at peace, one should meditate upon being ripped apart by arrows, rifles, spears and swords, being carried away by surging waves, being thrown into the midst of a great fire, being struck by lightning, being shaken to death by a great earthquake, falling from thousand-foot cliffs, or dying of disease. and every day without fail one should consider himself as dead. this is the substance of The Way and of The Truth.

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Raquel Welch as digital aurora borealis.  

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Raquel Welch in the 1950's.  as art, as a comic, sprinkled with flakes of gold..

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The Primary Universe is fraught with great peril. War, plague, famine and natural disaster are common.

Death comes to us all. The Fourth Dimension of Time is a stable construct, though it is not impenetrable.

Incidents when the fabric of the fourth dimension becomes corrupted are incredibly rare.

If a Tangent Universe occurs, it will be highly unstable, sustaining itself for no longer than several weeks.

Eventually it will collapse upon itself, forming a black hole within the Primary Universe capable of destroying all existence.

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studjjjyyyoooo

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16gb of Ram and u gotta "prepare" for the rendering process for 20 min.???? #ableton come to the studio the eff prepared or ur outta the band...that's it!