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the most vivid parts
with my friend, ins ome game
it seems they're all a game or environments that are similar, nothing that could feasibly exist in the physical world
there was pretext but i remember
travelling through some spacious path on platforms of solid black, the walls, sparse and liberally existent as they were, with the star speckled void of space between them, same with the floor, were black lined with a purple frame of thin kinds

traveling through, i acquired the equipment (clothes and arm known as "The Destroy") to fufill some undescribed prophecy

journeyed this way into a sideways hole in the wall, where i met a pair like myself and my friend
they seemed to be quaint creatures of design, one seeming to be a sage
and we spoke, and in indirect words he relayed to me the mechanics of the afterlife

the afterlife, i am reminded,
a shimmering marble white classical city with fantastical architecture
in the courtyard next to some commoner (perhaps an angel) humbly stood god whomst i spoke with, he retained no memorable appearance
the commoner, or angel, seemed to doubt something god told me but he laughed it off. this character had some specific importance by my mind fleets
in a second had i died 50 times and presented my tickets as prroof of such (it seems that beauracracy does not escape me even in death... ha ha) to which the sage or the angel commented that i had surpassed king nebuchadnezzar in death


some afterwards there was a sequence
the moving was very similar to audiosurf, running in the middle of a soft 3 lane track
as/if this was a game, this seemed to be a bossfight, and while everything was so vivid in the dream, i remember scarcely of it
i was running this track, picking up speed, feet stamping across the black curves around the void of space
soon my speed wasn't my own as i was excelling into superhuman speeds, or rather it was being controlled by the environment
at this point all of my focus was staying onto the right track, as there were of sorts obstacles to avoid and i was being chased/confronted/ or even racing some other similar looking being

things started to fade into color prominently and somehow the history of this place im appearing in comes into my mind and i am endowed with this knowledge. i do not remember much lucidly, but i know in probably unhelpful terms that it revolved around this woman, seeming to run the track that i just phased into, who died is a crossbreed of suicide, going too fast to ever hope to stop and meeting some impact. there was something monumental about this knowledge as it helped me know which track to avoid at what time. I was reaching purely terrifying speeds as things were becoming nothing more than abrasive blurs and the double was keeping up with me. we were both splitting at hair-thin times to avoid walls and other things. we reached some terminal velocity and he did not make it. the rush of running came down like an aggressive trip of lsd, everything was viciously brighter, manic, fanatical, music that didn't exist was blaring until my body recompensed and things settled down and i was the space again. 

on retrospect i believe this was part of this vague prophecy, to make me the true incarnate with the errors of the failed incarnate being known to me so i would know what to avoid.

at this time i was alone in this spacious void. i believe there was some figmented corpse below me. I brought up my "menu" and noseyed around until i saw "bosses" i believe there was some information panel but i didn't click on it, as i scrolled through the other options i was pretty disturbed as they had sections for letting the corpse of the boss decay then sections for eating it. all very bizzarre, but there was something about this i cant put my finger on that was familliar.

after this, or perhaps after the lapse of an earlier dream when i first woke, there was a segment in which i was mounting this tall hill of green with mighty oak-like trees populating the space. a hill but with a top larger than any ive seen before, a hill with the peak the size of several houses. and these mighty oaks shaded the hilltop entirely, but here's the thing - they were VASTLY distanced from another, it could even be approximated to sleeping miles. I remember, i was venturing deep into this. i was nearing the northern edge of the circumference whereas i had entered west or east. i looked at some plank or rather oak and a very large, rubber-like spider was camping there. I looked at it, and it spontaneously jumped at me. this woke me up as i literally hurled myself away from it and ended up having to catch myself from falling out of bed facefirst, which alarmed the damned loud dogs in my house.

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the most vivid parts
with my friend, ins ome game
it seems they're all a game or environments that are similar, nothing that could feasibly exist in the physical world
there was pretext but i remember
travelling through some spacious path on platforms of solid black, the walls, sparse and liberally existent as they were, with the star speckled void of space between them, same with the floor, were black lined with a purple frame of thin kinds

traveling through, i acquired the equipment (clothes and arm known as "The Destroy") to fufill some undescribed prophecy

journeyed this way into a sideways hole in the wall, where i met a pair like myself and my friend
they seemed to be quaint creatures of design, one seeming to be a sage
and we spoke, and in indirect words he relayed to me the mechanics of the afterlife

the afterlife, i am reminded,
a shimmering marble white classical city with fantastical architecture
in the courtyard next to some commoner (perhaps an angel) humbly stood god whomst i spoke with, he retained no memorable appearance
the commoner, or angel, seemed to doubt something god told me but he laughed it off. this character had some specific importance by my mind fleets
in a second had i died 50 times and presented my tickets as prroof of such (it seems that beauracracy does not escape me even in death... ha ha) to which the sage or the angel commented that i had surpassed king nebuchadnezzar in death


some afterwards there was a sequence
the moving was very similar to audiosurf, running in the middle of a soft 3 lane track
as/if this was a game, this seemed to be a bossfight, and while everything was so vivid in the dream, i remember scarcely of it
i was running this track, picking up speed, feet stamping across the black curves around the void of space
soon my speed wasn't my own as i was excelling into superhuman speeds, or rather it was being controlled by the environment
at this point all of my focus was staying onto the right track, as there were of sorts obstacles to avoid and i was being chased/confronted/ or even racing some other similar looking being

things started to fade into color prominently and somehow the history of this place im appearing in comes into my mind and i am endowed with this knowledge. i do not remember much lucidly, but i know in probably unhelpful terms that it revolved around this woman, seeming to run the track that i just phased into, who died is a crossbreed of suicide, going too fast to ever hope to stop and meeting some impact. there was something monumental about this knowledge as it helped me know which track to avoid at what time. I was reaching purely terrifying speeds as things were becoming nothing more than abrasive blurs and the double was keeping up with me. we were both splitting at hair-thin times to avoid walls and other things. we reached some terminal velocity and he did not make it. the rush of running came down like an aggressive trip of lsd, everything was viciously brighter, manic, fanatical, music that didn't exist was blaring until my body recompensed and things settled down and i was the space again. 

on retrospect i believe this was part of this vague prophecy, to make me the true incarnate with the errors of the failed incarnate being known to me so i would know what to avoid.

at this time i was alone in this spacious void. i believe there was some figmented corpse below me. I brought up my "menu" and noseyed around until i saw "bosses" i believe there was some information panel but i didn't click on it, as i scrolled through the other options i was pretty disturbed as they had sections for letting the corpse of the boss decay then sections for eating it. all very bizzarre, but there was something about this i cant put my finger on that was familliar.

after this, or perhaps after the lapse of an earlier dream when i first woke, there was a segment in which i was mounting this tall hill of green with mighty oak-like trees populating the space. a hill but with a top larger than any ive seen before, a hill with the peak the size of several houses. and these mighty oaks shaded the hilltop entirely, but here's the thing - they were VASTLY distanced from another, it could even be approximated to sleeping miles. I remember, i was venturing deep into this. i was nearing the northern edge of the circumference whereas i had entered west or east. i looked at some plank or rather oak and a very large, rubber-like spider was camping there. I looked at it, and it spontaneously jumped at me. this woke me up as i literally hurled myself away from it and ended up having to catch myself from falling out of bed facefirst, which alarmed the damned loud dogs in my house.
In trying to get a certain mood/tone for a track I'm working on i experimented with the e sharp minor key
While I've made a little headway I can't really culminate a good progression out of it to match the mood im looking for so im gonna try a pentatonic minor next
Since I'm seeing it referenced accordingly to what I have in mind
I want to get it out as soon as possible cuz I'm making a video to go with it but you see why that's a conflict because I can't rush it or it won't be good
My last song was really similar in terms end goal ideals and it took 20 hrs over weeks and it has glaring issues

Another thing is it's such a pain in the ass mixing when all of the instruments are similarly composed synth sounds that have such a broad frequency range that it's impossible to nit make it sound muddy without making it sound overproduced
  • Listening to: on that day i exalted great control;
  • Reading: the minute that day ended my vices flooded in
preaching my art to an audience of memories and hypothetical specters
ever paranoid believing 
one day 
the fortress that has become of this mythologue 
deconstructed piece by piece by THE 9
then comes spring and my obsessions turn to poppy
ever recursive and running 
returning to this field that once held hints of life of the 
spiritually sick magisters
believing that they scry as i used to
and they know my pain with every publishing crafted in blood
crafted with the mind that it will be seen by the only ones wanted to see it 
crafted as a great exaltation of the soul to make way for healing 
in this cavern where the sickness clouds the air


disjointed my mind seeks rest
in the arms of a great landscape 
that it cannot fully capture
where sketches meet the skies
and the mountains cross colors
in the effervescent dream of landscapes long and unwiding, alien fields, environments beyond craft, where each step ripples to create new worlds

a cold burning hand gripping my chest 
tells me 
this is the sickness you fight thats claimed those you saw good
im stronger than those before me
as they look down in their complacency, unknowing of my formidable will born from a short lifespan 
in their world where discipline is a trivial meaningless idea 

i grieve for them, though they will not grieve for me
though I am disgusted by their feeble lack of convictions 
disgusted by how easily decomposed and tenuous for them are their bonds and loyalty
i grieve for those who don't give a damn about me because my soul loves too much
and even as i try to replicate their practise and dissociate from them, to demonize them,
it only acts to confuse the blood of my soul as my conscious spirit flows out of my fingertips
Serrations
fury in my blood banging my head against the wall to break the mold i will be come masterful and everything that becomes ripping the ivs to break the sedation cutting my doubles throat to stop the memories i will be the only one to control me
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i remember the scraps
with some acquaintences i was part of some massive game with harsh, massive landscapes with unsettlingly bright overtones 
a cyclic continued journey returning to this one point for various reasons that was past some train track like path that went through an alien but familliar, artificial looking  fields populated by strange objects and fellows into a thick brown brush of weeds/tall crops . from there there was some way to get back to this sort of portal area with strange musci, eerily crystalized with radiant blues and some large star spawn-like alien character that was also blue, ocmposed of writhing mass of flesh and tentacles in a tame and artful manner. i dont remember if i spoke to him. through one ways - my memory fractures - and i was in some black and white striped room with a small black creature wearing a white mask with lipstick on it. something concerning time. whatever the goal was it was of seriousness and urgence but it was played off less than that. i didnt recollect these details as soon as i woke up but it was a rush. somewhere in the dream, during the dead of night in vast suburbs with massive houses and bushes was I running, sprinting, to get away from something. to hide, to find somewhere. there was a large drive in move type projection and screen. and in this dream i went to so many places that my mind cannot begin to put into words, so they have faded from memory.

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TheOtherNewGuy Featured By Owner Oct 1, 2018  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for the favorite, I love the work you got here.
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Np, glad you enjoy it
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Thank you for the fave.:)
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Np : ]
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new word: selungados
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Aaaa thank you so much for the donation and the birthday wish!!! It's super thoughtful of you, thank you!! 💖
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No problem ^^
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Thanks for the fav!
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Thank you for the fav! ><
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