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Breathing Slide Show
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My adventure is to create the most original, sickest, most futuristic, abstract, beautiful, colorful, raw, inventive, revo/evolutionary, epic, thought provoking
This is the solo project of yours truly, Nicholas B. Huston AKA: C-1O the AQUANAUT, Buck, Nativenus, Sai Mig, Admiral Saturn, Nikodemos, Opium Cowboy, etc. My adventure is to create the most original, sickest, most futuristic, abstract, beautiful, colorful, raw, inventive, revo/evolutionary, epic, thought provoking, multi-dimensional, weirding, dreamy, alchemic, inspiring, asymmetric, enchanting and goose bumping art possible. This is the audible realm of my mind's ear.
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Alternative • Experimental
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Peak #209
Peak in subgenre #43
Author
Nick Huston
Uploaded
February 03, 2007
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MP3 3.9 MB • 128 kbps • 4:15
Story behind the song
Dreams and sleep paralysis are totally different things. When one foot is in "reality" and the other... Wherever or whenever the hell it is, strange experiences and memories occur. One morning after going back to sleep after waking up too early, I fell into a state of sleep paralysis. It's always a chore to hang in there and not force yourself to the surface of awake. This is just one example of what happened that I can put into words. Like the genius/alchemist Stanley Kubrik's "A Clockwork Orange", I was forced to watch a slide show of various still images that bewildered me. Realizing, I've never encountered still images in a dream. Was I accidentally remote viewing again? One facility wore the stylized occult numbers 66. One slide resembled an aircraft that was much taller than it was long. Was I being programmed or was I witnessing something I shouldn't. I was terrified but I never know why. Oh yeah, because I wasn't watching TV, I was alive. The only thing that kept me strong, centered, and focused from waking was my deafening, slow breath until I couldn't take it anymore and woke myself up to a pounding heart. Is it a good idea to try and stay under in these circumstances? Is it fatal? Sure as fuck feels like it sometimes. You may say dreams are just dreams... But I am not a coward.
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