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the next 3-47 posts will be about my bankroll going ---> red

Thanks for reading!! LOVE Y'all!!

thinking about getting really into science

another gem from the work email acct. (we represent a lot of quasi-famous people in the science etc and we get nutbags sending emails to the company's general info address thinking they are reaching "so&so" directly, and in cases like the above they don't even address who the message is supposed to be for i just have to laugh and laugh...)

Just love #music

The Simulation was built to Break?

Here (me: out). This is all so incredibly dumb.

"WASTEISOLATION" : THANK YOU :: "HOUSES OF THE HOLY" : PHYSICAL GRAFFITI  

I will forever be out here, trying too hard. Look at that saturated church, a holy house? It's weird to start a music review off with a comparison that by all accounts is nothing more than a random coincidence. It is. But I see a thread. Thank You is the second full-length from Toronto-based duo Black Dresses. It's also the name of a popular Led Zeppelin song. The connections don't add up but I see them. There is nothing remotely Zeppelin about the work of Black Dresses. LZ had a song called "Black Dog." BDs have a song called "DOGSHIT." What I can only assume is "screamo" is seamlessly merged here with various other, more interesting (read: better, read: my precious white pretentiousness is showing) genres. This release defines the left-turn aesthetic. Led Zeppelin was paint-by-numbers by comparison. Crystal clear vocals emoting various socially-conscious messages might seem trite in their seventh grade simplicity. Ironically, this is, on average, the mental moment many teen males make the decision to worship at the altar of the Zep. The ones who also want the people poisoning water to die ("WATER") are the ones we love. The sign is a lie. The "YOU" in question is constantly in flux. You don't fucking deserve shit. Nobody gets what they deserve.

If the sun refused to shine 

I would still be loving you 

When mountains crumble to the sea

There will still be you and me

The lyrics are crystal clear until they aren't, wherein they are slathered with a meaty sauce, just like the sonics: "Let the music be your master; will you heed the master's call?" There might be nothing here worth dying for, and THANKs for that! All music is weightless and doesn't have a smell now. Dying ≠ Living. 

Every day I just cut myself open

Let me take you to the movies?

Every day I destroy myself

Can I take you to the show?

Every day it's ok, it's no problem

Let me be yours ever truly?

Every day its just something else

Can I make your garden grow? 

Only dead bitches can make dead bitches' gardens grow, Mr. Plant. Your bullshit is NOT harmless. This is about all I know, truth be told. There probably hasn't been a record as far removed from Zeppelin's sixth album, 1975's Physical Graffiti and yet here we are. I hope I'm loved. I want the RESOURCEHOARDERS to die (so we may live far away from the ______________. And I'd probably sacrifice myself to make it actually happen so you can always find a common ground! "Houses of the Holy" was originally set to be the title track of the fifth LZ record, but they decided the song did not fit well with the other album material. Songs not fitting in < People not fitting in. 

Let's Jam??

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2 have 1 is 2 b ALIVE 💀
2 have a good 1 is 2 TRULY LIVE 🎀

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*from the everydaysongz.com project forever in flux gob bless*

🎷macrosax: The Largest Bøøgie

When you look back at your life what will you say?

Will you say: I had a system. Did you complete the seven (of eight) final chapters of The Head (chronicling the plight 'N deaths of the animal children)? Well, time's (not) up. Did you post the idea (read: finished piece) for the artwork for an album you will probably won't get around to making or even posting in the "official" theoretical database? Surely. What about pictures? Did you take any pictures? Were they any good? Don't let the soiled sushi get you down –old proverb. Don't let it, indeed. There are no iterations. Everything is final. The game never ends. Play on: 🎷

the 50% off sushi i got from the grocery store tasted poisonous by the final bite, before then it had tasted adequate in the bad way that 50% off grocery store sushi tastes (to me) – çlimate çhange is çeal...

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nude Ukrainian Square☒dance
BBC (bargain bin Criminality)
Sue Violence [sousong_2717]

... 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓖𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽 𝓑𝓾𝓻𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓼 𝓤𝓹𝓸𝓷 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓮

my life is essentially three things now: eating, taking pictures and spending money.

what control i have over that seems in large part to dictate the quality of my days.

i have dreams that are equal to thoughts that will never be made real upon the world.

i suppose trying to find a way to make this less sad is the quest i am on now, but...

the great burdening is upon thee. and i know i have to morph yet again to conquer all.

the ying yang push pull of a drip drop a squabbling still until it seems i have no other

choice but to given and relax. but relaxation in this case is the death knell and i

won't have that won't have that at all...

Always on the prowl for that steamin' hot C! (#content)

This is a new hit project where I am marking the days by drawing a tiny thing in Photoshop on an 8x11.5 file that has 366 squares and this project will be completed on or about may 7th 2020 shalomaste and gob bless!
update2020december..hahahahahahahahaha NO

One of the unseen perks of switching to Google Voice full-time for your phone# needs is that when your mom leaves you a Happy Birthday voicemail it gets transcribes and sent to you in email form. LoL

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"Living Book Cover" for (1) Previous Entry, in (only) Previous Post [see previous post]

Proud to announce the next two (themselves delayed) entries in the growing / stunning WeeklyBooks.net catalog / family. I operate apart from time and space, for me to redact is for your lungs to retract and we both do it without thinking. I have thunk myself into a hole too many times not to complete this project. This project is eternity and it's (quite literally) the only thing anything have left.

On the left, cover and excerpt of Book #16 The Head [orig scheduled pub date, 04-19-19], and on the right, Book #17 Pure Freedom [orig scheduled pub date, 04-26-19]. Today's book is M.I.A., that's "matriculating in air" and, like everything else, will drizzle down and onto / into YOUR heads when it's good and ready. Shalomaste.

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upWBdate: all WeeklyBooks Will be Back(front)Dated to 2021 when the time is right/all Linx to wb dot net remain the same so shall these posts on My America remain the same (2021=No More Amazon&etc)–mgmt