Artcore – Away from Keyboard
-In a mile away of thinking without judgment you might as well be dead, your brain is so on the rest of you. -We were talking about marihuana. -We stil are. Marihuana is the flame, heroin is the fuse, LSD is the bomb. Ressurrection.
Sagmo – The Last Eagle
Her father is a respected eagle hunter. He’s backing his daughter every step of the way.
Fala – Fugazi
Fugazi. Like a virus. That doesn’t exist. Very possible. Very… That is no matter. …Is paradoxical… is ambiguous… is surrealistic… like a virus. It’s not fucking real.
Digital X & CLAW – Psychopaths
Just your imagination.
Cosinus – New Chances
And they want to change things… We do not know death… only change. We cannot kill each other without killing ourselves. Is your vision… so small… that you cannot see the value in our way?
Dissociactive – Deep Space
Watch for the deck. Roger, copy contact. An exciting feeling…
Balliou – Experience
Many of the phenomena in these LSD sessions could be understood in psychological and psychoanalytic terms. They had a structure not dissimilar to that of dreams. And Freud once said of dreams that they are a Royal Road to a knowledge of the unconscious mind. But to an even greater degree, this seems to be true for the LSD experience.
AntHill – Atom Ant rmx
-What’s your name? -Atom Ant!
Alchemical Compositioner – Chaotic Microscales
-Chaos a gapping pit waiting to swallow us all. -Chaos isn’t a pit. Chaos is a ladder. Many who try to climb it fail and never get to try again. The fall breaks them. And some, are given a chance to climb. They refuse, they cling to the realm or the gods or love. Illusions. Only the ladder is real. The climb is all there is.
Loopus in Fabula – Shake!
Everything! Everything you got, yeah!
