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A composition I wrote and recorded on a beautiful day.  http://youtu.be/WZAU1hnDJuw

Bored scores from my desk, I invent drivel at a pitiful rate. This place of bacterial overgrowth insinuates my current fate from sitting in this chair, day by day and I need pay. From time to time I face a mate over an electronic circuitry state. This Complementary metal–oxide–semiconductor tells no lies of the time I pass by, but I still try.

The Anti-Exhibitionist in my own metaphysical, metaphorical manner seems to wish it's deeds on the world with it's uncanny, plethora of irony from this written text to magnitudes of distress, stripped from dignity and dire needs for attention. The moment of meaningless acts of persuasion to suede a semiotic coat of tasteful, but yet hindering duality. Life is but a vessel for the soul to search for it's counterpart some would say. But once one has found, they search for more and more until lingering in a hallway asking yet for more. Wanting to give more and more from which I am the latter. Not knowing what to give, or how to give, leaves me i

Standing here wasted, I have tasted it, I've ran to defend from it. Some have blended it in this syringe of pentacles, to cringe men in to an oblivion of symbols and monosyllabic hints the goals. Polls are twisted and rearranged in an empty box of wishes, fishes of plentiful mercy live life's lifelessness to deafened their own existences. Plentiful swishes from echo's, of meaningless styles and thoughts of aesthetics from false Idol's. I sit and fry from the sun and its cakotopia, subtopia that derives from myopia and I've tried masterful acts of social aggression to test and to bless them. They seem to never listen; Distracted from material