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2020

by 23trees

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1.
Astray 07:34
Couldn't lead you astray, even if you wanted but, if you want it, maybe it could. But if it could, should it? It must be willed, and strongly. Then, maybe, surely, it would. Just say and we're gone far and away.
2.
The End Emblem Visible, distorting crease in pattern of reality, a sign of breaking of time, a silence succeeding the sound of being. Absurd cessation of the curious wondering of the mind, the horizon of the law of spirit, evident in all directions, closing in, crunching, the end inevitable is near.
3.
The hour is come to stare, awake, in gloom, with light of day too far away, to shy and sway the prowling beasts of night and mind. Beware, the Wolf is bent on prey.
4.
You'll come across a crossroads. It's fine, still. The sun is shining, birds chirping, everything is as was meant to be. Just don't go to the left, and definitely take care that you don't go to the last door. Definitely not to the left. There's things in there nobody should ever see, or let out. Some things are not of this world, and it's best we not let them in, sir. We're all good people here, so don't go 'round thinking much about the last door to the left.
5.
Anima 09:13
Thank you, Stranger, for going this far. Maybe a corner more to conquer yet? Never mind this shivering, it's normal for a fevered soul, in any part of the world. It'll pass, and I'll be all good. Look there...
6.
An unusually effective mind-numbing substance, but some won't find it helpful for insomnia. Some would even be offended by sheer rudeness of the thing, the sticky, elongated limbs that attach to your skin. Childlike. Child, like, a little person, a thing to be looked after until it's fine, or not. Go, now, and live the free life, until the need beckons you back. Until your will begins to quiver, unsure of everything it had learned. Come back and you'll be remade in the fashion of the moment and its trend.
7.
I am. I am, am I? I am! I'm sitting on a grassy slope, spooned gently by a crest of lightly swaying trees. Motley of colours of betiding fall, vibrate amidst the noise of playfully rustling leaves. It's still warm enough to sit in the low sun of early October afternoon, as the air reverberates with myriad of little hisses and swishes. A sudden gust of wind then breaks the gentle scene, as million leaves take off to create a stupendous swirl, swelling in ever increasing motion, spiraling outward, twirling, twisting the very fabric of space, until the fabric itself breaks. Colours then intensify, hues shift, sliding ever so slightly to the neon-like spectrum. Finally, the visual information is intensified to the point of being unfathomable, like an animated pattern composed of tiny pixels of extremely saturated colour. World is nowhere to be seen, all is a giant hologram, with no centre, mass, direction. All is multiple and one. All is at once minute and enormous. All is nothing… one is all… Well, ahem, yes: Let... Let the arcadia begin!

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— Yes, again with the Cosmos. I know, it’s suffocatingly boring. It’s just a vast, black nothing, with little bright bitches twinkling like they need the money.

— But, I can’t just pretend it’s not there.

— Look, it’s not there, really. It’s just a single proton, unravelled into two dimensions, and enveloped at some distance around the Earth to make us, just, glee, caught and suspended like a deer lit by a flash-light, not realising that the crash is imminent. Stupid, killable being. It’s all already been computed, you don’t have to worry, they are rendering the reality so you can just go on, crawl through the streets, like the other ants. Rummage through the hive and feed. Now, whatever the fuck They are, just go about and follow your “destiny”, role-play it, Rambo it for fuck’s sake, who cares.

— But animals, but trees?

— Stop it! Arouse your sociopathic nerves and just join the game. Just get on with it!

Bloody hell. Idealists!

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released September 28, 2020

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23trees Zagreb, Croatia

I’m a soundscapist. These tracks are little cuts of my inner states. I create them on my fairly good headphones (AKG fyi), so I recommend listening on ones of your preference. These pieces should fuel your own inner narratives, they're not
performative. Liquid and morphing often, tracks can even disappear into oblivion. Albums solidify over time. Have access to all the mischief if you buy in.
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