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Ideological Frameworks

by Curanderx://

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1.
5000 Years 01:06
I stay close to the concrete I stay alive through distress and hard times a new spell through false times and new sell in glazed eyes to find hope in each dead body as a morbid copy of a gaudy hobby dissipated and embalmed and classified as a false crime serpents entwined through my hands certain moods fraught to be vain digital landscapes are burning with amplitude and the multitude of solitude in each interlude are you alright am I alright can you still shut your eyes at night am I still the reason you fight
2.
I’ve been catching glances from your undead tomb a precedent and language of you untold bloom I feel you should riot I thought you should try it the less that you feel the effect now a numbness instilled in your head now there are signatures filling the sides of your arms in a subpar request to remember your time but you do there is no undo affronted in substance abuse trials a judgment instilled out of false files the more that you work your nerves are a wreck I know you are trying to get your next check But it’s gone it’s all gone I’ve been catching glances from your undead tomb a precedent and language of you untold bloom I feel it’s a riot I thought you should try it Starting medication in the dead of June a false prescription signage from your wandering moon a simple messiah from the heart of Goliath simmering gold from the precipice a modern communion of coping fear through the wavering path a glistening wrath anointing bloodbaths in the city a curse so deeply ingrained in the rivers that form from the rain but your struggle was never heard by the architects of foreign affairs and your feet were cold from the snow a symptom you’ve felt here before a comment you’ve made to your core a division of possible glow there’s virtue in labor of sadness will you hold me close to your madness I will give you my every attention an attempt to know your complexion I’ve been catching glances from your undead tomb a precedent and language of you untold bloom I feel you should riot I thought you should try it furthering your hold from reality escaping as glowing personality will you cover my eyes? when the world wants to die?
3.
I was on the road when you first told me the hills like elephants of foreign amplitude the highway stranded in severe ascension towards the sun nerves twisted with branches learning every pitstop secrets watching the timeline end up swallowed by the heat of august the indeterminate as a fear of sudden chance what more could I say to feel the nausea of announcement And even now as you retreat your words, I still craved your presence [Honestly I feel cold Cold like I can not move My mind feels tired My mind feels tired] the sweat was effervescent as an apparition of circumstance I didn’t know the syncopation of your laughter or smile so I lay awake within the walls of a now forgotten boarding home claimed by celebrity disasters from which your name lingered on my tongue a rusty vibrance to the ghosts trapped in every corridor I promised to stand by your each and every chance I promised I would be there no matter what you wanted I promised we’d survive
4.
Will you take apart the answers that are hidden in each chamber lock up the adrenaline that pronounced you as a savior And I’ll apologize for each lesson I provide on the basis of a lecture, fabricated by conjecture in the silence of sobriety you take your turn’s variety I’ll taste your sound anxiety from the confines of our sanity and know that I will exercise the commitment of your heart’s reprise to catalyze the circumstance and authorize a compromise Will you take apart the answers that you gave me last November made of troubling arrangements sympathetic to your nature antithetic to each wager made on bets of precious vapor in alignment to behavior predisposed to be a failure Will you recognize the infinite taken from our bodies intimate that I never meant to be afraid of permanence indiscriminate I don’t regret a single day I’m sorry for my long delay I’ll be here in attendance to undo another contoured sway Will you listen to me drowning give me breath in our sounding Will you complete the regiment entitled to experiment a step in our development and eminent embarrassment Will you hold me in your arms even when I let you down Will you take apart my ignorance bring the fervor of deliverance You have never compromised even when I idolized I’m sorry for the mess I’ll do more than just confess I’ll change this time my actions I’ll change the melody
5.
SANGUINARY 02:06
I hate the diegetic enhancement of each mimetic entrapment the depiction of a fictionalized world in a typo unfurled conflated as causation for a reputable conversation the blessed articulation flows beneath blood circulation each and every fact is presented as a variance each and every story becomes more of a horror glory each and every fabrication comes as a vapid flirtation the lovers and the dreamers become tropes in diminution [sycophant sycophant psychopath terror buy this sick shit It will make you better get rich get slick get another quick drink work hard watch yr back pop another pill for that] to get sent to the end of the road where you can’t turn back is a godsend to get sent as a messenger of war beneath a tide of contraband is safety jewelers and computers insurance tumors in future rumors my my might I answer for this in the place of the looters a mule of disingenuous ideologies factor into the horizontal shooter’s dreams as fuel for the decentralized ecologies proctor into the ensemble suitor’s teams I’ll turn back the hands of chronic failure euphonic tailor of mnemonic inhaler breathe in the tides of tragedy and valor are you well aware are you in good care
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Th_ 03:02
you remind me of a prayer held together by two stones and seven layers alarming to the touch and sympathetic to the evening rush a silo and tent standing off in agitation a typo in cement as a declaration you remind me of the ocean scorned by the never-ending warnings shouted by merchants and despots searches from ex-cops churches in hexed lots billboards and service warnings you remind me of the evening rain relieving pain a succeeding reign and dreaming brain vomit floating up besides you as you swim regardless taking champaign from the bottle straight is harmless no se, a donde quieres ir pero me importa que estés aquí Each stride I take i feel my slipping aptitude digress my dear I’ve fallen behind y si al hablar escondes tu deber me encandilas fácil al hablar y con tu testimonio encantado trago mares enteros and the fabled singer will call to the shore from the bay siento las velas dentro de mis brazos y pecho, con casos y hechos, andamios al techo and whenever I breathe I feel sharp pains from a familiar name come to how you push through and unscrew visitations applications of each celebration and the indescribable scent the undeniable rent in each social event as a tragedy
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9.
of Unknowing 03:02
In the brightest laughter of flaunting captors a terrible sight to reason incredible edible wrecking ball faking all as a future Neptune’s call forsaken in the static contemplated by our hunger as ever-bending antics of your turn-table at large take this vision here at cost contemplate the moments lost an irony in sickening evening outfits as a metaphor for confidence take off expense in future tense and self defense thereafter compiling arms in a rat race furthering the quickened sand consuming you from the inside of your hand and slight of palms entangled swans and forged in bronze the book of psalms as fiction with the same benefit of diction traditional and self content with the alcohol addiction please forgive my jurisdiction as I present my valediction as I’m faced with this eviction each time each time each time photographic in my misery enchanted in each injury the mental composition earned for a penny saved in each absolute electrocute the time forbidden fruit you find to constitute as a foreign factor invading all your hard work there’s resentment in the bitter failing of competing ailing functions never better as an evening teller interstellar imminent in our participation were you ever sure to let her know of weather shelter pressure center indetermination even as you measure every pleasure’s treasure next endeavor’s dead air frozen circulation it’s now or never, leave your terror, for this is forever [shake your panic off it’s the last stop race to get the spot take your mask off old enchantments work in the atonement of sobriety high society as a vestige of our sanity] but that’s us try to count the blast-off in an aching call to sweat, there’s a simple consequence wrist rockets hitting the targets pickpockets sending off the molotov a bouquet to get you off take it from me it’s a sealed omen obelisk gang signs and sigil crowns racial gowns of property glacial groans catastrophe you don’t even play your part try to make the moment spark live it like it is get it till you die
10.
[We are everything They are nothing Become something They will fade into dust] the materialist determinism of humanitarian journalism as a practicum a brand new strike through of a worldview untrue a horseshoe how-to in political breakthrough I offer my side to Longinus to restore vision to a decision the virtue of reality becomes obfuscated by a theoretical prison [sewed together Stitched together we prosper There is nothing they can offer Except draining all our work all our sweat We don’t need them in the end] But there’s a difference between dreaming and actions A dedication enacted to our common language a resolution to foresee the deficient aspects a self-autonomy inflicted out of paradise restored [Your Rule Never Was] Can you not see then that a nation could not interfere then abandon all hope of social order accept the principles that transcend borders beyond the bloody hands of each father figure denounce the leviathan as unfamiliar as we continue to reiterate an independence from each mandate to be unseen and represented in a sight of unity you had to see a fixed machine reinvented in the live community we’ve tried to be never losing hope for a signal to engage; never confess, never betray, never renounce the cause while a drop of blood remains, and be hanged, stand by one another at all costs
11.
Take time Take time I don’t want to hurt through the night Each time each time water draws the hurt from your name Take time Take time I don’t want to lie to myself Each time each time curtains draw the blood from my head In the shivering crest of each broken wing the rest of our purity broken in acquitted to find voices poisonous a jealous ring from the righteous king I shiver in answer to squalid fire a harbored liar in the mouth’s supplier I’ll draw your bath with a warmth and care I’ll be there around in the morning air You hear from the dead in the night the broken bones of the light don’t follow the truth of abandonment the seven swords in entanglement I’ll follow the scattering glow the wicked shall flutter and know in a burst from televised anxiety becomes mechanized we’ll eat like we’re royalty through the judgment brought in flames Take time Take time I don’t want to be cold tonight Each time each time you forget the audience’s rage Take time Take time you will find the truth in yourself Each time each time will shall set you free from constraints With the love under law there’s derision a mockery of self-decision a truth to be chased with no end a faltering from the cave responsibility to a greater case an urgent race in battalions grace a subjectivity to reason alarmist unending collision entierrame en el concreto termina tu sufrimiento con dolor desde el pecho estirate al techo controla tu cuerpo entero suspira con tu decisión un beso de résurrection con tiempo vienen los cambios con intención de escenario Take time Take time Horus guides my eyes to your gaze Each time each time brass transforms to gold in the air Take time Take time I don’t want to have to be brave Each time each time the dazzling will fade away
12.
Immutable and boundless in expanses surpassing understanding mysterious emptiness A frozen graveyard lines the deficient animal of every sign as a symbol I pray for empires much like I pray to be forgotten by the evidence of each geometry A conversation in genetic research agrees that there is no cure for today So take me up on every promise now before we become volcanic rocks Refund my hope in human history as a plague for supernatural remembrance Attest to crusading journalists as a verbal warning against unconfirmed reports The nature of the gods is confounded by abundance as much as it is in scarcity Sympathy is the entry point that unites the spark of existence to a realm of endless sharing The triad is complete through the severity of reception giving form to the veils of non-existence The light that unfolds is only important in the context of the divine darkness Underlying condition or material for both Spirit and Will, as well as being the ultimate cause of matter and force In the days that followed there was a collective recollection on the musings of predictions From Bradbury to Asimov, Clarke, Skynet, The Desert of the Real it would be unfair to see this uprising, not as a prediction of what is to come but rather a very real fear of what is happening. Yet what is a machine but a worker with no humanity. especially as our bodies become ever more integrated with the mechanical. sleep dealers In this, there is a deep entrenched history of the dehumanization that allowed for slaves to build the world Whose intelligence are you calling artificial now? victorian phrenology at a core of the pseudo-scientific research that leads a fear in uprising Is it the machines, or the proletariat; fears of automation mimic that of immigration aggravation and condemnation racial subjugation to conditions that should have been replaced by machines bodies become cogs hands secrete the monuments tension and devastation historical correction conociendo tus rastros me disculpo de gastos me confunden apoyos unidos de todos los lados naturaleza mecánica contiene sueño a balazos tranquilo tranquilo tranquilo tranquilo tranquilo tranquilo armando tu nido con todo destino amarrado en un hilo tranquilo tranquilo tranquilo tranquilo tranquilo tranquilo descansa el cuchillo esconde el rastrillo que tanto te pido tranquilo tranquilo tranquilo tranquilo tranquilo tranquilo enciende un cerillo cautivo con cada tornillo tranquilo tranquilo tranquilo tranquilo tranquilo tranquilo contigo entendemos la destrucción con ladrillo me encontrarás con la fuerza del mar escrito en piedra sin que pensar me escuchas de bajo del agua me escuchas por los vientos el fin no será un juicio será una corrección

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released November 20, 2021

All music is written, produced, and recorded by Esteban Gaspar Silva
except for 5000 Days which was produced by an unknown entity that goes by the name Jnmarto

Mixing and Mastering by M Deetz
Artwork by Jensine Eckwall
Photography by Jimmy Cacho

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