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2015 Demos

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Listen/purchase: White Sun Dress by Grape Kid

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HELLO,LADIES...

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Listen/purchase: Sparkle Dancer Renegade Son by Grape Kid

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Rest Fest

7/20/13

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Sweetness, i will be waiting here when you get home it will be better,better than when you had gone For we have come so far from what we were before and what we were before was ; always wanting more Sweetness , somewhere so lost inside a beautiful lie. It will wash away in the tides of time For we have swam so far , we cannot see the shore yes the race is never won and the story is never over Sweetness, take what you have inside and hold it the closest and just remember it was this life that chose us For what was dead before can be born anew tomorrow and a melody of swords can cut through the very heart of sorrow.

Long Ago , In different times , i was a young sapling of the forest. Each year i would grow a little closer to the heavens Each year i would go a little deeper into the earth. One day i awoke to find there was balance! there was peace. there was life, everywhere People rarely wrap their words in the cloak of conviction Unflinching they stand there diligent in the face of the changing day Oh, Novelty wipe the words from our mouths For all noble hearts should speak of new ideas And Oh, Circumstance I defy you to rob an expression of it's passion I was assured luck swoops down on stale nights offering a slip of tongue anywhere excited minds blurt and babble things both fantastic and terrifying. Gone are the days where men could get fat off their own Accolades and Accomplishments. Careening from street to street While their "on again , off again 's " lament What tangled webs we weave! Here, arriving by aero plane is new man. A facsimile of his father's goals and his mother's wishes And new man tells me; Speak, what others want to hear. Hear, what others wish you to say. For all my life i have sung the songs of others. Incredible how far i've come! New man , starving for respect and drunk off of empty promises would rather die of hunger than take a job washing dishes. I await your growth , new man. I am your reflection pond

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My wearied heart bade me farewell and left for the House of Fortune. As he reached that holy city which the soul had blessed and worshipped, he commenced wondering, for he could not find what he had always imagined would be there. The city was empty of power, money, and authority. And my heart spoke to the daughter of Love saying, "Oh Love, where can I find Contentment? I heard that she had come here to join you." And the daughter of Love responded, "Contentment has already gone to preach her gospel in the city, where greed and corruption are paramount; we are not in need of her." Fortune craves not Contentment, for it is an earthly hope, and its desires are embraced by union with objects, while Contentment is naught but heartfelt. The eternal soul is never contented; it ever seeks exaltation. Then my heart looked upon Life of Beauty and said: "Thou art all knowledge; enlighten me as to the mystery of Woman." And he answered, "Oh human heart, woman is your own reflection, and whatever you are, she is; wherever you live, she lives; she is like religion if not interpreted by the ignorant, and like a moon, if not veiled with clouds, and like a breeze, if not poisoned with impurities." And my heart walked toward Knowledge, the daughter of Love and Beauty, and said, "Bestow upon me wisdom, that I might share it with the people." And she responded, "Say not wisdom, but rather fortune, for real fortune comes not from outside, but begins in the Holy of Holies of life. Share of thyself with the people." -Gibran