Saturday, March 31, 2018

whenthestarsmalign(prod. by eczein)

written and performed by stranded


prod. by eczein



what do you do
when your heart explodes
but you don’t die
it’s quite the opposite
in the process
you’re strewn ALIVE

spread across entire galaxies
and throughout time
you find the extent
of your capabilities
revolutionized
and the source
of this explosion
won’t acknowledge
what it’s done
it sees itself
as harm to you
in spite of
all that you’ve become
an omniversal forest
that flourished
off a cosmolucent sun
photosynthesizing
it provides
your water and your food
at once

a star’s intent
don’t determine
its dispersion
or how far it went
involuntary arsonist
try to hide
all you wish
you’ll never stop
what the garden gets
for
even the largest eclipse
is but one
perspective
where BRIEFLY
darkness lives

i walk within
an increasing journey
that ALWAYS is
my cipher’s a bubble
and the surface
of this ball
extends
outwardly
immersive
if i see you burning
i draw you in
quite impressive pocket monsters
i’m collecting all them shits
i grace my sky
with prudent
druse-infested constellations
eyes
that can see my orphanage’s
coordinates
in space/time

if you don’t appreciate
my nature
or the way i shine
all you need to do
is simply move
not to stay inside
i mean no harm
i don’t mean for you
to be uncomfortable
as long as you feed your heart
i’ll never not be peace
with what you do

this goes for ALL OF YOU

leave
if it’s too hard for you
but
if i love you
i’m still going to love you
even if you don’t want me to

you don’t have control
over
where my truest passion goes
my heart will hold its place for you
despite how long your absence grows

thoughts approach
that make me pause
like ghosthack wearbearz
for your sake
i forsake
the impulse
to know my fair share

a star explodes
karasu shoulder shareware
i follow my heart
honed
like a donnie darko carebear

entelechy spears
chaos knot
a cosmic asterisk
the misshapen lines i travel in
comprise a hyper-labyrinth

if you my peoples
and you need to do your own thing
and it requires distance
i INSIST that you go away

why would it hurt me
if you being gone
improves your life
my friend
i’d be more than happy
to give you space
if that’s all i can give
EYE prefer
that those i love
ALWAYS do what’s right for them
despite any personal inconvenience
that might present

sadly
for some
being madly loved
is an evil calm
even when the source
of that peaceful force
doesn’t seek response

i has no power over
how someone receives my heart
all that i control
is whether i will fold
and leave
or not
and i am known
to be a rock
monolithic staunch persistence
so much so
that those i hold
find it difficult to live with

that’s unfortunate
about that
there’s nothing i can do
i will just be who i am
and shower love upon your roots
for
all i seek to do
is see that you are happy
safe
and sound
and i don’t have to stay around
for that to happen
flame abounds
from roughly 93 million miles away
the earth’s sun’s rays are found
by directly reaching leaves
they indirectly penetrate the ground
if you watch a tree consume
you’ll find its roots
have complicated mouths
its food will find its way
along a quite sophisticated route

when the stars malign
their light
may come across awry
but even when a large design explodes
some modest shards survive
and often
a collage is more sublime
than where its parts derived
lightswitch
with just a bit
of your wick lit
my inner darkness shined
my heart entwined
finely tied
ornately laced for all of time
beautifully imbalanced
i’m bound
alone or not
confined
i was trapped
within a void
BEFORE i came across your eyes
absorbed
i haven’t been destroyed
i’ve been reborn
evolved
refined

reformed
transmogrified

modified by photons
the concomitant light
konan’s origami folds hide

they unravel
to reveal fractal space
below
the equivalent of a galaxy
compacted in a flake of snow
and my heart’s within an arctic blizzard
i embrace the cold
possessed
by the most pleasant incandescence
i ever came to know
i was hollow
a two-dimensional gaping hole
although
you never meant
to be my syringe
you DID inflate my soul







Thursday, March 22, 2018

adistincthypgnosis(prod. by axphykz)

written and performed by sea/swordz (pronounced: sea of swordz)


prod. by axphykz



those who listen
get bent
when i spit what i wrote
like an iron sewer lid
shuriken-ing a ghost

grim loving
jim duggan
clouds saw you in half
solid smoking hologramz
drown jaws in a glass

beware of the wolf
i collaged in the past

a rare amalgam
of an owl
crossing its path

ravenous fangs
hatchets for wings
his claws stab between blinks
all creatures who encounter him
collapse in a heap

EYE am less than nothing
my shadow’s extinct

void
i’m that alone
my catacombs
are more vast than you think
wandered
by a bird
that makes no noise
when it flies

this silence
is all that can be heard
from inside

omniphonic echoes
a surge upon a heart
beyond all thresholds
an all encompassing emptiness
haunts his bereft soul
but
he’s not going to let go
despite being caught
in a death roll
he resembles a swan
as he spins along
his finesse shows
his resolve can’t be conquered
his head’s harder than destro’s
if you follow him
you’ll find out
how far being depressed goes
a look within
there’s a war going on
which wolf will win
mine stop fighting
long enough
to find out what they would become
if they blend
the sheer profundity
that the alchemy of love achieves
all that the roots contain
spiraling up from beneath
earth and water
the immortal blossoming
of a tree
and one could find
the will of fire
inside of just one leaf
a forest ablaze
arboreal flames
ignited by a spark
from the flint
an unintentional sorceress made

…now
it is what it is
there is no alternate plane
he exists like this
in every world he pervades
a parliament of a single soul
slinky strobes in multiple ways
a distinct hypgnosis
no interlopers course through his veins
hypnotized
by a gypsy’s eyes
a quantum ghost
lost in a gaze
he’ll wander
within this optic spiral
for all of his days










Tuesday, March 6, 2018

hidan'ssyringe(prod. by kabuki ninja)

written and performed by:  (in order of appearance)

menes the pharaoh

sea/swordz


prod. by kabuki ninja

*track taken from the album "keepers of the lo fi dojo"......by menes the pharaoh and kabuki ninja......available on limited cassette and digitally at the following links:

https://basementdwellaz.bandcamp.com/album/pharaobi-ghouzi-keepers-of-the-lofi-dojo

and

https://treedemontapes.bandcamp.com/track/menes-the-pharaoh-kabuki-ninja-lofi-present-pharaobi-ghouzi-keepers-of-the-lofi-dojo



verse 1: (menes the pharaoh)

he sit upon a molten throne
of scolded bones
with spearmen on either side
prepared to die for him
with fans held by women
and large plates of food
a battle ensues in front of him
to make him grin

3 canines
with jewel encrusted head dresses
and tails sway with weapons
sharply making their progressions
two pillars spiral to the ceiling
major high appealing
with dice rolling triple 7s
no mention of penance

he wears a jade pendant
at his center
the same color
as the jungle
where he goes to slumber
they wait for him in numbers
much beyond his own hunger
but eats savagely
to quench all his ancestors
trains in the dark
with smoke
he strikes quick
his room
filled with armor
of demons and endless pits
in wombs
he kicked with jagged knives
eventually they ripped
fully robed in fine silks
that cut through the wind

his bare chest showing
when he entered the chamber
his teeth covered in gems
and knuckles in razors
at his waist
a buckle
that was old as the ages
that held every soul
that he claimed along the pages

blue as the sage
and white lotus engaged
in a dance of death
dim mak kusarigama
broken breath
each step
has a lasting effect
his aura trailed him
from here to tibet



verse 2: (sea/swordz)

a pair of clouds
eject precipitous waves
of murderous
avid channels of death
aggressive and transformative
a blizzard of blades
encrypted swords
daggers and shuriken
each with a sub-dimensional cache
of magnetic turbulence
skinned
sliced and stabbed
by shadow possession surrogates
you find yourself in the grasp
of gravitation that’s permanent
in the thrall
of the whatever pace palm
if death waits at all
even those fortunate enough
to step away
fall
you can’t escape
a cell with innate walls
you carry your cage and bars
as you traipse along
imprisoned
’til your fate matures
death blooms
beneath an bereft moon
a surreptitious threat looms
an indistinct shadow
abject doom
emptiness
with the appearance
of a propeller
at high speed
a specific darkness
gently swirling
disorienting light beams
sheer disintegration
of innate photonic building blocks
reappropriated
these components
shape a wilting clock
driven by a force
not unlike
that which the whills concocts
transforming time
like a humanoid design
into a silver glock

a dragon explodes
evolving from deep obscurity
to descend on the souls
of those who have seen his sorcery
by experiencing perpetual death
for a brief eternity
he’ll reward their efforts
with a collection of even more debris
a field of asteroids
that spans an entire galaxy
on which
an orc
cloaked by magic
may brandish his sonic alchemy



Thursday, March 1, 2018

farspirecodex(prod. by warlock poems)

written and performed by:  (in order of appearance)

stranded

rpm the brown robe


prod. by warlock poems



verse 1: (stranded)

bioluminescence
tumesces
and spires far out
the entire earth’s absorbed
in circumhorizontal arc clouds
the energies that spin in me
are hundreds of madnesses
if i tried to explain it
i’d run out of adjectives

that metaphor alone
ain’t even accurate
i’d need a million lexicons
to come close to being adequate
i smile when i see this owl
or hear what it has to say
these cherished instants
hatch with grace
that overshadows fabergés
it’s strange the greatest moments
of my life
are seen as mistakes
that they could ever even
have potential to evaporate
she dispersed into paper
that folded itself
into countless butterflies
that proceeded to consume me
’til there was nothing but her inside
i apologize
but who am i to hide
what my heart’s eyes imbibe
when what they drink’s
enough to sink
as deep as years of light would stride
millenniums of sun beneath
my umbra steeped with fireflies
the wondrous peace
my regnant darkness underneath
is brightened by
entire worlds of origami
swirl inside me
i evolve
like uzumaki blue
chakra-fused kurama fireballs
this illumination’s threatened
by the threat of compromise
by resistance
to a nonexistent pressure
not applied
i am thought to think in ways
that i would not appreciate
forced to drown beneath the weight
of a sea compiled of these mistakes
context and perspective
account for nearly everything
and the slightest misperception
can veer the best of us astray

lucky for me
that hasn’t been enough to separate
but
it may have been enough
to render us a lesser way
i wish it wasn’t
everyday
and fear it will perpetuate
it’s happened far too often
no coffin
i’ve clawed from several graves
why is it
that i’ve been blessed to bathe
in such a pleasant flame
and not only is that debt unpaid
by failure to reflect its rays
but
somehow i’ve managed
to provide an UNpleasant shade
and be irksome
to the most important person
i have met to date
what’s written in the book of life
is what is pertinent to you
i choose to read the truth
to see the crucial work i’m meant to do
to be improved
modified
i scour worlds
for the hidden loom
from which
the fabric comes
the universe would stitch me to
you may be tethered to my space
by mistake
my satellitic oops
a brilliant moon
that lights my sky
but i find firmament in you

so
take solace
that what you provide is BEAUT!FUL
to one who
magnificence within him’s
not what’s usual
i walk the nucleus
of a russian doll of crucibles
a single corridor
that ouroboros doors
are always looping to
that’s why there’s NOTHING
i won’t do for you
come back from my own funeral
and despite what you might believe
i don’t wear a mask
or costume for you
fuck a pedestal
you’re hovering
‘cause that’s what your wings
and feathers do
absolve you
of that for which you’re responsible
i would never do
but when you try to carry more
than you should support
i’ma step in too
you’ve never tried to place blame
away from you
if you did
without hesitation
i would have told you
that you’re tripping kid

there’s a balance
specificity to what i say
i don’t speak in generalities
unless it’s by mistake



verse 2: (rpm the brown robe)

my presence ancient
branching out into the vacant
basements
you call the mind
brilliant
how it makes sense
recline
into nothingness
to be all there is
god honest
disturbed enough
but the moral is
forward
drift
with a horcrux in my fist
built into my microphone diaphragm
amphitheatre
unfixed perception

effortless
on a path to bliss
my soul
don’t really know what plastic is
infection
an over-active aggression
an obsession
just drop into suspension
there’s where i been tho

one mind like aurobindo

you don’t begin to know
reawaken within the flow
spun out
then i learned to row
burn a poem
with words filled with passion
flame happens
not the player
but the game that’s everlasting
stacks of infractions
leaning on your axis
non action is attraction
on the track and finding traction
so much so
it’s relaxing
i’m free to rap with enthusiasm
to make the heat
that fade the casted spell
beyond the veil
counteract climate fail
when the mind is well
ride the rail
RpM and his delightful tale
reads like private mail
written in braille
but you can kinda tell
my style
both sides of the wall in palestine
i’m way more above the rim
than woody harrelson
you mistook the zone for arrogance
so my arrow zips
through the air
morphogenesis of rarest gems
pegasus
flying swift
over the precipice
far spire codex
open throughout the ocean mist
refocus
the soulless
homeless
brown robe come to woke us
ferocious
magnum opus

like snow clung
to the old sun
to expose us
so hold on
i rip the bar ’til the bar none

clothe us in the garden
like we all one
departed dharma of a god
look like arson
rahman to your bean
like saladin
come to you in a dream
in living color like a silver screen
delivery
for mr. smithereens
adrift in faceless books
and
hooked on wicked memes
putting stem cells
between themselves and hell
i hope we live to tell
while knowing full well
all good things
from my hood winks
don’t give a fuck what the hood thinks
got you open like a good shrink
my words lured the sphinx
and i’ve been cured ever since

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