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Panic Ruminations

by Chief and the doomsday device

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pressure breaks pipes leading to the saturation of the whole foundation cause asphyxiation of the architecture so that it cannot weather the storm hindering ability is killing me something much more than softly a toast to the lofty goals of lost souls in transit handing in tickets to cash out and taking the back routes the arrival of eloquence seen as an invasive element with delicate dedication to a false tenet a remnant now unconditionally ignorant problematic implementations of incantations taken in the wrong context too complex for inanimate objectification and eventual pedestal placement keep it on the level leave it on the square if you wanna get a bit more subtle carve time out of my day to meddle with these muggles take the anatomy of reality apart like a surgical dirge a turgid melody for another offhand elegy the voices keep telling me
feeling subdued as i come down to earth from my bird’s eye view scary hours curfew settlements for residents burning empty calories off of embellishment dwelling in the delicate balance one’s presented makes lack of half-steppin the most vital of tenets in the skill set if you aren’t hoping to get reckt i assess threats on the level of insects interject backchannel chatter that i gather like a master of none subject to the ladder feeling subdued as i come down to earth from my bird’s eye view under the sufficient conditions, we will utilize new definitions of the old compositions with the clarity of context applied to provide other levels of insight some seek to hide meaning the apotheosis is unnoticed visionaries falling too short with the focus blurring the lines in all kinds of ways as i levitate to navigate outside the maze feeling subdued as i come down to earth from my bird’s eye view inverse vertigo for abstract originals hanging on to sentimental versions of a pleasure principle stimulated stimulation on occasion that is taken but not given haunted by a vision of derivative living in the form of a control system with a hidden agenda so remember to forget it starstruck innuendo unleaded for mortal engines in need of attention or earth angels in need of ascension her is something you can classify as uplifting despite deflated dispositions feeling subdued as i come down to earth from my bird’s eye view
the lesson 03:06
indiscriminate indiscretion is now brought into question and the lesson is what exactly? white bear temperance fiction but we’re right there with it like a symbolic passive witness to document progression of the obstinate mindset and hoping that we’re not blinded in the process the neon demon will need feeding and it doesn’t understand the adage about biting your hand nothing even close to resemblance of a master plan is in action a notable absence of a pilot makes the projectile ready to defile something bullet bill style victory dance upon a tuned mass damper tamper with the physics like it never even mattered indiscriminate indiscretion is now brought into question and the lesson is what exactly? common men talking ad hominem so prolific on a search for acknowledgement building monuments to an artificial dominance prominent with groupthink opulence call it what you want or whatever we are here to sever any clever definition at the root by admission if deemed insufficient antidote for toxic existence indiscriminate indiscretion is now brought into question and the lesson is what exactly? placate my late escapism write a culling song to the rhythm journal of my role as a plenary indulgence consultant forever revolting to the mainwave perpendicular brainwave making supersonic plunderphonics human harmonics that are shaped like a psychedelic sonnet pyramid brick shift resonance solid groundwork for a full-blown testament to thought systems that are far from systematic verbalized nanotech steady catching wreck for dramatic effect unchecked and unbalanced just so i can make a fallacy out of malice indiscriminate indiscretion is now brought into question and the lesson is what exactly?
mainline 02:08
locked in a captivity that’s self-imposed but so it goes feeling juxtaposed in that tiny fraction of time between sublime and subliminal dropping seminal clues non-conventional method infused into the first thing i find looking like a mainline staying blind to warning signs in the hopes i can undermine what’s asinine if not undefined trying to unwind like i’m tangled up in the mess of my mind i say dance yrself clean quick fixes are a normal thing in this haze of present daze and confused so obtuse that it must be a ruse i enlist iron fist type commitment to show i’m different from your indifference tilt-shift on less perspective among the corrective measures the kind that’ll embrace flying blind when i’m leaving everything behind abject mastermind self designation as a declaration of independence listed in the appendix an instance of passive vengance slipstream to assist anybody fenced in and feeling pensive for now time will allow the space that it takes for the sake of your interface to arrive at a higher placement beyond the pavement somewhere enlightenment adjacent ven diagram connected in sectors undetected and unexpected the eclectic gamut has landed with plans of expansion growing like tetsuo ‘til it overthrows any basic understanding or rationale of that now-time delegation population control via drake equation and chaos math in tandem getting all dissonant mixing it into the blueprint making plans conducive to upward movement to open alternative uses and new avenues to make maneuvers and feed the muse and hold that hunger strike at bay for hopefully just one more day
i’ll admit that the bottomless pit that represents my well of ideas is frontier medicine without diagnosis and deep devotion that leaves my third eye pretty much always open and focused on an omen so prolific the limit is mythic documented in hieroglyphics so that subtext will not be lost in translation no phasing out lunar props will be dropped upon these huddled masses that mill about with no direction and common misconceptions taken in as gospel for hostile types that thrive on instant validation use insinuation to bend the will of opposing delegations towards the favor of views that seem to waver in nature like they’re shifting shape, but can’t escape from a source that’s out of order borderlands reporter with assorted bad news to use as weapons of deep seduction and mass destruction hired leviathans firing off at the drop of a hat with non-inspiring chatter from soapboxes closer to toxic than obnoxious still considering quarantine on the whole regime give it the title of dead meme for the time being ‘til i switch it up on some war machine you could see me in a crown when it’s going down like gravity falls monologue on the moment then stick around for a curtain call
dreams of turning personal trash into cold hard cash commentary pirate channel operator got the hostile takeover planned for later signal termination will be the new start all spark keepin’ it lit after dark that’s a stark contrast to the inner circle that our outsider clan will outlast list of names that’ll cut glass making up the roster buncha miscellaneous monsters maybe you’re a contra seeking a vampire weekend so you can operate without sleeping fever dreaming for a living stay long enough and you ge to be the villain when the space needs filling now cast in the tall grass or an infinite ikea from the euclid class dreams of turning personal trash into cold hard cash untethered, half-meausre at the moment straddling dimensional fences made up out of nothing bluffing containment hoping that we’ll bow down to the arrangement like an arraignment sentenced by a judgemental menace playing victim to a false premise for kicks so it hits a little different all things considered figured we could keep it off-kilter dreams of turning personal trash into cold hard cash


released January 24, 2020

written by Chief and TheDoomsdayDevice
produced by K Death of Moodie Black
executive produced by Ian Quinn
cover art by MARS9T8D4


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