
7_31_00
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the exile of z-34
directed by marc waithe of ripple effect...
exotic commentary on the unforgiving nature of
society... plus, time released latex fetish satisfaction... |
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tracks from "geophagy"
release
(available for sale here) |

4_3_01
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820
trying to ease into this percolation... but it all comes bouncing along...
bubble balls in a push toy...
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4_3_01
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geophagy
at this juncture of the road...
you gotta be a little crazy... to be in power... now there's something mad...
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4_3_01
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sweety
crowd on up on this... yeah, strut it out... blown smooth and
savory... you got the groove... now pull me all the way in...
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4_3_01
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serenity RE
breath-catching rhythms twine... nipping in... spinning
out... passion is an imperfect plait... perfectly done...
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4_3_01
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we warned you they
were coming
beguiling, whalelike... knowledge as advancing... thru
what is said and unsaid... it can not be uttered... |
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4_3_01
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psychomythical
how far from the jungle are we really... it beats from
within... even under this mountain of history... it takes counterforce to
avoid being crushed...
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4_3_01
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words to a dying man
never goes as sweetly as it comes... you are the one i
hate... there can be no debate from you... this is my revenge...
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tracks from "noise
from the fallen world" release
(available for sale here) |

6_7_00
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cosmic giggle
i feel so giddy... don't you... perhaps the whole world
is in on this joke... no, wait... you're all laughing at me... i knew it... |
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6_7_00
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detached, disturbed
and unreachable
you don't think it is really possible to know another human
being... to react is the torment of always being a stranger... dance with me
my android lover... |
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6_7_00
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she
sounded like god
the golden glow of her skin... ebony waterfall down her
back... the power in those lips (and hips)... held eternally in your
sway... |
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6_7_00
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damn sg
so you feel sexy... do i turn you on... ze moon, she is
beautiful tonight... let us make a toast... to you (you know who you are)...
another glass of wine, my dear... |
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6_7_00 |
the mating ritual
she never said she was sorry... her eyes locked mine...
she kinda smiled... the dance had begun... what d'ya say, your place or
mine... |
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6_7_00 |
encrypting hallowed
ground
so you like it raw... don't come here at night... this
is a dark through which you can not see... macro encoded funereal rites.. |
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6_7_00 |
a lonely lighthouse
keeper
all day, all night... those damn waves forever
crashing... perpetual white sound machine... just one voice, i need to hear
just one other voice... |
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6_7_00 |
beatnik
going to lay it out for you... put it down straight and
true... interpersonal contact over time may be sufficient... but the situation
is much more complex... no jive, i tell this true... |
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6_7_00 |
hypnotic tribal
practices
relax, you will hear only my voice... so old, it sounds like
the sea... seek peace and pursue it... see, the struggle - it has
ended... |
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