Super Fata - Early Lifeforms

RIP Glenn. Here he is singing Jimmy Webb's beautiful song wichita lineman. If ever i have some kind of skewed, romantic rose tinted view of America then this song encompasses it.

INSPIRING https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r34MG8b_Z3A

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It doesnt feel right.. infact its completely wrong..

So watch how we do...

It's only me and you..

I think we should drive to

Stay calm and think for two

Can you see what I see?

tick tock tick tock

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Psycho-delic Spiritual

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=shpGKygLI7U

Electro-Tribal

In my tribe...


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fwxNAQiERho

dig it

The world today makes me wanna cry
My soul is ancient and will never die
It's up to me which mathematics to apply
To achieve the degree, of the all seeing eye

I draw a bucket from the well of souls, pour it over ya head
So your body can be clothed in robes of righteousness
To fight this mess
Travel from the inner depths of lightlessness to fight the stress
Of being alive
In the illusive world of forms where emotions thrive, my motions dive with dolphin's breath
In tune with the ocean's tides, motionless I rise from the great divide, to watch an old age end and a new sun climb
Along the spine of Neuth to put the chakras in line
For the unedited edition, bread baked in man's kitchen
Broken down by Gods and placed in hands wishin'
Who stand the sand fission to catch the transmission
Turn 7 into 70 in the pan sizzling

The minds of mandala transport from Valhalla
The trenches of the warfield explore the warrior's valor
Sour taste the sweet victory, vindictive infidel politically
CosmiCrusader's old history, revealing mysteries
Til every brother and sister be enlightened, don't be frightened
I stay writin' to keep your mind ripened, like the fruit of the womb, of Mother Earth and Father Time that it is
The two sides of the Yin-Yang having kids, so Adam lives
Within the midst of ravenous, scavengers
Who'd rather live as savages than beat the law of averages
To rise above the slaughter, come Hell or high water
Your son and my daughter will lie
In close quarters to create a New World Order
Recorder of poetic, kinetic energies
Geodetic embassy inseparably aligned in the processional assembly, remember the
Teachings of the ancient civilizations, where even older cultures lie in roots of derivation
Whose goal is elevation of frequency, of vibration
To the highest ascended plane which gave birth to all creation

Withstand invasion of thought, unlearn what you were taught
Your brain is caught, between that which the Ancients sought
And all that can be bought, distraught distractions
Thoughts unmarked without active action
Without negative force, there'd be no positive attraction
Refraction is equal to the angle of reflection
Fight fire with fire, we all burn without ascension
Man's comprehension was misguided by a goose chase for redemption
The silver line on cloud nine was a brief mention in archives of human lives, where lies the mausoleum of the sunrise
In the shadow hours of the collective third eyes
Of a thousand Buddhas, sweeps the data to crash the Beast's computer
Written in the code of the Kali Yuga
Vishnu uses the tortoise as a scooter
To dig up the root of the Tree of Knowledge, of the college
Of thought, to who he tutored
(???) balustrade, of (Agathon?) cascade
Across the turning Milky Ocean to find out how it was made

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q7dqFuXleHE

When you are loving me I feel like huggin trees
And touching the breeze, leaves rustling speechlessly
Teaching me the deepest of emotions
I am breathing and coasting on a seemless ocean
Burgeons blossom and bloom into beautiful and awesome tunes
Resonating with the frequencies of fractal flowers of life's patterns
In the light's fabric, embedded in the darkness I see it gleaming
Refracted in your Irises and your pupils
Absorbing the matter and information like black holes I wish to tutor them
But truly you are a symphony too intricately intense to decipher
Every glance I steal of your demeaner makes me beam and exude in particles of happiness
Compressed into articles of passive chi actively channeled
Unravel like mantric ladders leading to galaxies
Like iboga trance and vocal dances
From throats and beings in golden mansions with scrolls entrancing
Souls enchanted, you make me noble like sanskrit odes
And strands glowing, you are my tantrically bold panda
I smile and my joy stretching into infinitely unfolding expanses
trillions of miles soaring effortlessly in synchronicities untold
Glancing into spilling vials roaring breathelessly and cascading waterfalls
I baske and bathe in your aura gorgeous
It has sort of sorted how i mask my crazes
But madness made me the gladest of patrons
You are my laughing maden
More than flawless, you leave me bested and restless
When I'm not blessed with your presence, bereft of your essence
Still I will thrive in these lively surroudings
You guide me and ground me
I abide by the sounds inside me
And the sky is astounding, your eyes are boundless
I dive into your countenance and breathe deep as the seas
Sleepless, meet and greet my destiny secrets
Profess to me speeches etched in the teachings
Of black magicians casting wisdom from magic sistens
I laugh at the past, I miss to notice
You are my blissful ocean
My masterful mistress potent flawless goddess
Bast of Egyptian Omens
My mystery, like a kiss from solstice, I exist un-noticed
when Im not with you Im a ghostly gist, lonely misfit
Atone me and lift me from hell
Grow with me and wish me well
Like wishing wells from mystic elven kingdoms
spells and mists, I meld into the prisms of these tales existence
Compell you to listen as I brail you these gifted wells
I'd be listless and pale without you
What my mouth is spouting from fountains of life eternal
You are quite supernal like light-nocturnal
You are the night thats burning with in me
Purging my sins until I'm empty and pure again
Nothing can tempt me or lure me into sins that I cannot battle
Death cannot rattle or shake my convictions
Like snakes in the midst of tall grass
I once was drifting on a war path
But now I dwell in the hymns I swell in the distance
Like majestic gusts of wind on the sea forming into a tempest
Thrust into the deep storms of our senses
We were born to remember it all
From the beginning till the fall of the ending
Only to be reborn a new
In the dawn of a cosmic dew drop
I would follow you through the apocolypse like a true prophit
Watch as the veil was lifted
You taught me to trasmute my Goddlessness and frailness in the abyss
Into wafting tales of bliss...

I sit at the cross roads with my cauldron

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gone quiet.....( Naushahi songs)


Rubydude (Lalanwale) Peer dhamaal, protector (lajpal) of birnd and animull....

these guys are crazy! check it out

Flashes on match heads
Splashes of ashes
Embers arising
Smoke fills the skies in
Wind blows in then crashes
Waves over the ashes
Hills washed up in violet
Eyes close up to hide it

Freefall in Paris
Sundreams in flashes
Growing and rising
Rain fills the skies in
Sunday morning crashes
Flickering of lashes
Sink into the mattress
Fall into the atlas

Not sure if it's been posted yet, but a very interesting movie called "Otherlife" is available on Netflix right now. Definitely some DMT influence in there

Sending love and light to my brothers and sisters of the multiverses(multiversi sounds cooler)


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rWetvY6MRCY