Nuada – Infinite Love
He gave me, ah, I forget what the dosage was, probably a hundred milligrams which is a good initial dose, and asked me if I wanted his company, and I said no, I’d like to wander around and find out. What I was, and it becaming compassion for myself, instead of being continually aware of the things I failed and the things I was not good at. I realize that I was a treasure, and I was up there, I felt as if I was held in the hands of God, with infinite love.
Nuada – Collective Endeavour
We stand before you in an awareness of who you are and what you have endured, how you have chosen to learn by agreeing to separation. …When the Collective Endeavour… the denial of the divine… …To learn fear or true fear
Traum-B – Unreal
Everything around me became suddenly unreal, as if in a dream.
Traum-B – Yakuma
Ah, we have had some technical problem.
Traum-B – Infrasonic
I am Gor. I need your body as a dwelling place while Im here on your Earth.
Traum-B – Computer Halluzination
Computer … halluzination.
Traum-B – Floating N.R.G
And one of the four beasts gave unto the seven angels seven golden vials full of the wrath of God, who liveth for ever and ever. Revelations. In the fourteenth century, according to the accounts of local officials of that time, this man appeared suddenly in the village of Wyle near Stonehenge in April of 1362. Using unfamiliar words and speaking in a strange accent, the man made dire prognostications about a pestilence which he said would wipe out humanity in approximately 600 years. Obviously, this plague-doomsday scenario is more compelling… when reality supports it with a virulent disease, whether it’s the bubonic plague, smallpox or AIDS. Now we have technological horrors, such as chemical warfare, which reared its ugly head during the deadly mustard gas attacks of World War I. During such an attack in the French trenches in October of 1917, we have an account of this soldier, who, during an assault, was wounded by shrapnel… and hospitalized, apparently in a state of hysteria. Doctors found that he had lost all comprehension of French, but that he spoke English fluently, albeit in a regional dialect they didn’t recognize. The man, though physically unaffected by the gas, was beside himself. He claimed that he had come from the future.
Fungus Funk – The Whole Funk (Braingineers rmx)
-I thought I told you to turn that thing off! It’s too late and it’s too loud! -But Dad, this is the best part. -You are wasting your time with this garbage now go to bed! -Yeah, right. Too late, sure. Eat this! The funk, the whole funk, nothing but the funk.
Dirty Saffi & Braingineers – Infinite Nothingness
Nothing makes fucking sense. Life makes no sense. You’re on a planet right now. You’re on a space rock floating in nothingness, infinite nothingness. And the infinite nothingness is expanding. That means endlessness is getting bigger. That makes no fucking sense. I’m made of molecules, you’re made of molecules. The air between us, it’s all made of molecules. That makes no fucking sense.
Synthetik Chaos & Braingineers – Sick as Fuck
Hi. Hello. CIA decoder operatives… I’m sorry but that was fucking sick as fuck. Fuck.
