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Amp died... Guess its time to find a repair tech

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Porcupine Tree - Time Flies #music

Between The Buried and Me - Telos #music That interlude though 😎 "Years go by. The constant stare. The constant grip inside. Every organ grinding. Every day seems easier until I step back in our box. Boxed in. Surrounded by life, while suffocating inside a poor version of one. Grip the match, set the fire. Don't save a thing Rebirth. Reborn. Now this is progress. The black box will reveal only this. I will sit. Sit and wait until not a breath escapes my body. Burning in our box. What did all of this even mean? More objects to represent a status. One we can't even prove. Hide behind what we have taken. You have done this. The memory of me will leave with the ash of lost treasures. Goodbye to you. Goodbye to everything"

- Eugene Holland, "Deleuze and Guattari's A Thousand Plateaus": "Nomad Science"

Wanting ease, but only met with resistance. Resistance becomes all one can expect. One then becomes resistance, to find ease. In desiring a constant reliability, but the only constant is change, change becomes the only constant for reliability. Pulses within the chaotic, syncopated rhythms. Melody in the atonality. Flux has become the floor. I'm finding stable ground again.