"I became a human ...to bring celestial music to humans , and human music to the celestial beings. So that Man may listen to God and God may hear his childen"To die on a Wednesday was an great live performance. Still lost inside bioalgorithmic machines, we wonder what is the meaning of love so to naturalize our art... You know we need to get in kontakt and don't let all this Sirius lights blind our hearings. Will the horns blow the metall in the curse of the years? Will the Hellacops break the strings? Four violins inside motorheaded machines are the apocalypse horsemen laughing stochasticly... Not more than three sounds are needed to explain it all, and after you realize how small the world is you have to come back, don't you Michael? No more than three artists are needed to overcome art. Dearest Operator, what when the camel shits the black holes and try to be themselves the stopped flo? This is the day we feel together, this is the day we feel week.
"Everyone back in!! The whole thing again from the start !!!"
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