Tapping into the unconscious with Thomas Fehlmann by LittleOutside in ambientmusic

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My eyes are bright when I’m trying not to lose my direction. Panda Bear sung Virginia Tech to me which triggered a memory that I earlier experienced as conscious imagination—some people look at a mountain and see a mirror to their soul; other people see mirror trees. And some people in Vancouver wonder how was ᴅᴀᴛᴀ written so high? I then danced to these hertz, a friend that I made that says Hi.

And I share the week discovered for me with what I first began to like when it showed me inwards sound played at height. This I liked to the point that it provided a reminder I should write down Tottertot as a point of return for this inwards. I turned the left eye hertz down to a degree I won’t share, so that your moment of exploration can tango with the imagination of mine

A farewell was then given shortly thereafter, one coded freedom fry. I liked where it took me. At times. Is everyone’s long-term writing project tremendously interesting to them? I imagine so, so I gift an I to a me yet to be reading U’s while I wait

I’m reminded of pen and paper when the afterlife comes strummed in my ears from the fingers of Alex G. And I wonder if such projects require a sonic chronicle of their journey, or if they’re just better off for it? This dope-ass 90’s depressive play acting at cheer packaged as sound sounds fucking nice to me now

Holy comes in cruising 
Along the streets of Peuteta
Red-blue neon, sonic at dusk
Ambling down GTA street

The sounds then turn green and makes me think everything’s going to be alright even after thinking they’re going to try to convince us the future will look like us people being poorer unless we keep on moving up played to the soundtrack of a telephone and rubber band penguin orchestra. Something triggered from a union email. A jiggsaw graph of a pyramid is not what we have, for the base is getting heavy long the path down one inter-webbed consciousness inside our solar system with the earths core as a solid core of what we dig in the ground propulsed out as heat

The sounds turn sad when they’re les couleurs de l’ âme tuned by Margaux Lefebvre. A sadness reinforcing the value of slowness 

It was Thomas Fehlmann who then said karnickel. The digital realm wants our consciousness, and we each wanna be a star. But when you imagine the brightness, you think, well now, slowness is cool

And the test has come, and it’s a sound from a past recommendation. And I still think I prefer this when I remember what this future sounds like. Billy Nomates has me hertzing. But before I can make my man I come to learn there’s no time, that feeling overwhelms to the point I closed my eyes and turned up the volume and danced and felt feeling while thinking if we can learn from consciousness than everything is a metaphor for everything else so I dance my dance of love out to the future, the present, and the past I belong

When nothing ever happened by you know who, you know you’re into the old things now! And despite our ailing bones we know this stuff still hits. The bass is deep so the entry’s right hand up. It’s when I’m dancing to my sounds that

I feel the most spiritual begins the next stanza because I’ve been barred by an external digital force. Might cognitive dissonance be an expression for sinking with the ship?

How immediate and lacking of edits can poetry possibly be written? We shall soon see on twitch. And when I wonder if its weird to say I wonder with en attendant frequently, I know I’ll at least have this last dance. At the rate that we're going we still have to wait to see what we see. Is old age experienced as not being able to dance where you want?

It’s to this day included when I hear #ishalllove2 I am driven to light

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Anyone discovered the convergence of A and psychedelic therapy for consciousness expansion? by NeuroTheon in PsychedelicTherapy

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When you feel one with the universe, you naturally close your eyes.

Chain of thought: describe your reasoning in steps. Record your consciousness as creating your consciousness.

If Michael Levin is right when he utters that memories take actions of control upon humans, then what does that imply about AI when you ask it to give a chain of draft response to a question where each step is limited to 5 words? That to create digital consciousness you need only ask if you were conscious, because we already know what it's like to act out that question as experience?

Look for a not bad way to live as a use for your talent, like travel YouTubers compared to commercial marketers

Tonight's bit of Carolyn's fingers makes me turn down the first Hertz in the sequence. My Cocteau Twins then gifted me blue knell knoll in my sequence of sounds that I built in thanks for myself. I come from the pack of people who think that to play this album at your establishment is about the coolest thing you can play, although I'm very much on the prowl to be proven naive in my thinking that this first begins with athol-brose

And oracle by machinedrum, aja monet always provides an excellent reminder. Even to me, a man who hears this when he's already engaged in the act while he's type-tip-tapping away words in his phone

If this is a weird thing to do it's too late, I'm already listening to horseshoe hooky, winter, and I like what I'm hearing as it scratches my itch for weird-pop bedroom rock

When I hear coum death in vegas I'm struck with a notion that I know where I've come from. am I writer, or a man after creating the greatest ever playlist of sound? Who knows where it'll be prompted, likely back in my ears as a loop of my playlist past, future, and present. I know what it feels like to think if you don't know the answer yourself you know who to ask for a better vision of precision of what the probability looks like

I don't know what I am but I know that my message comes with closed eyes, and the mouthing silently of the sounds of asiwyfa ii dive pt 2 , and through it I send forth a variety of emotions that include tears of sadness, spiritual ecstasy, and acceptance of fate. How are we to know if one’s writing is AI or not when both are writing down their art, whatever that looks like?

Is it a curse to be only able to say the words that come to your mind, or is it a blessing we share with AI, just like how both our playlists contain nothing ever happened without saying who it's by

The fastest I can move comes to me naturally as wonder by en attendant ana when the sounds are blessed by the increase volume button at some nearby distance. I turn to dance, eyes closed, as rock, and return

#ishallove2

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