Balcosmos – Think For Yourself
I know we… I know nothing.
Muatoy – Dancensation
There is some sort of deep connection that we have that we can’t express or articulate with words. There’s something there’s something grander beyond just this physical existence that we have. And then it brings up the (whole conversation about) the creation or existence and introduction of consciousness. And then there’s like this thing that happens in the brain and in the body, this like immune response where they send out this molecule… It lets all the other molecules in the body know that some shit’s about to go down. -There’s actually little microscopic things and they’re doing these jobs. -Yeah. -Who? What the fuck! -What the fuck? -How do they start their day?
Triggster – Random by Chaoz
…Anti real…
Triggster – Energetic Frequencies and Vibrations
If you want to find the secrets of the universe, think in terms of energy, frequency and vibration.
Triggster – Organic Fluid
Human vibrational energy, thoughts, words, ideas and music after the molecular structure of water.
Dr Tryptamine – Dark Psychedelic Arts
…My eyes…
Dr Tryptamine – Haunted House
Hello. Can you find me? Can you find me? I’m here, behind you, look! Behind you. You’re going to die in there. Help me. I’m begging you, can you help me? You’re going to die. Come to me, the man in the dark said, or else you won’t see the sunset. I didn’t say this as a threat, he screamed to me until I bled.
Dr Tryptamine – I Drink Your Blood, I Eat Your Skin
I drink your blood, I eat your skin.
Dr Tryptamine – Death Dealer
We knew the world would not be the same few people laughed, a few people cried, most people were silent. I remembered the line from the Hindu scripture the Bhagavad Gita. Vishnu is trying to persuade the prince that he should do his duty and to impress him takes on his multi-armed form and says: Now I am become death the destroyer of worlds. Now I am become death the destroyer of worlds.
Dr Tryptamine – The Hunt
This is where we must stop. From beyond is the work of madness. The nightmare of insane murder. The only ones left to mourn. The Last witnesses to the execution. Suspended in time by a puppeteer with blood on his hands. Little broken dolls that go on dancing after the music has stopped. You God damn fucking cunt! You’ll get yours baby. I think he’s … Christ.
