Amisty, fairytale like forest is the departure point of this trip – a bit of a surprise rises from the fog to take us forth into lighter jungle and oldskool grounds. We get some ‘Soul Time’ and some trippy beats before we encounter two crazy looking fellows on bycicles. Moody darkness covers the jungle as the digtial revolution rolls over the land. ‘I am as mad as hell and I’m not goin’to take this anymore!’. Read the rest of this entry »
Iam Spock, I am black. I am 365 blocks times 4 a million to the top. Triangular power perifier mid from the center. I was constructed 200.000 years ago. My devine speech is like the tension of two tectonic plates. And if it’s matter it must have weight. … So souls are able to connect. Bio-electric creating a garment of light. War of the Worlds turned into a cosmic fight. … I speak no violence. Words symbolizing science, amplifying the quiet force. A pure thought as a silent source. Read the rest of this entry »
Amisty, fairytale like forest is the departure point of this trip – a bit of a surprise rises from the fog to take us forth into lighter jungle and oldskool grounds. We get some ‘Soul Time’ and some trippy beats before we encounter two crazy looking fellows on bycicles. Moody darkness covers the jungle as the digtial revolution rolls over the land. ‘I am as mad as hell and I’m not goin’to take this anymore!’.
