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D​.​R​.​E​.​A​.​M.

by Carlton Heston

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D.R.E.A.M. 01:27
Death Rules Everything Around Me, I look upon life with despair. My own consciousness is an avatar for something that's not there. An emptiness with the weight of the eternal, more real than the flesh infection convinced that it is living, a beauty beyond beauty runs pulsating through the cities so much farther than the living eye could ever stand to see. Nothing is a concept from which nothing can escape, and only nothing in its absence can evade the reaper's rape: hard and faster than the light can show, but annihilation is beyond the blow. A lasting recollection of unending, skull shattering pain. Is this the way it feels? Isn't matter strange? Death rules everything around me. Death rules everything around me and I dream of lying in its court forever unseen, in love and hate beyond all sense in dissolute form and timeless tense in a kingdom of sadness immemorial to time, in a sweeping dark vastness imperceptibly wide stretching underneath the waters of a captive mind, torn shattered, and rebuilt in a cold design: Death rules everything around me.
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I went to the window, looked all around the world. Can I wait for you here? It's clear that you will travel. These days the leaves are falling, some graze you as you pass. And they lay at my window but they don't bother me yet. Come the winter and its gray cascades I'll be just the same. I'll be sitting at my window writing letters on the pane.
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"I Like It!" 01:16
Got a fun evening planned for you I wouldn't if it wasn't true! And I'm so fucking sexy I want to tear my face clean off And fuck it from the inside out To demonstrate my love... My love, I wish that you could feel my love it is nothing. Like waves of angry emptiness, eternities alone I could never share it with you But despite my spite I hope That you find something you understand Or love in a familiar hand And don't waste your time on this shit it's garbage, I admit it But I like it. Yeah, I like it. So fuck off from my victory cry, rejecting living as I die: I like it!
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Huntsman 02:23
Deep in a woods made out of brick and mortar and concrete and steel and earth and wood I went door to door with nobody behind them with eyes made out of glass in the place where I was born... where webs made out of words to catch the flies who listen, screaming "Help me! Help me! Help me!" as their insides turn to sludge. But you and I are deaf now, too much to get caught in them. They glisten there like magic corpses floating in the sky. There's a lot to see here when you close your eyes and ignore what's right in front of you and your organs liquefy and you can just ease into me, you'll find that it is easy while insects caress your neck and lull you into sleep.
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When the darkness casts out the day and the hate you feel inside casts the love away I will be there I will be there You can always depend on me Just call out my name and I'll be with you.
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Dick Cory 01:19
from the poem by Edwin Arlington Robinson: "Whenever Richard Cory went down town, We people on the pavement looked at him: He was a gentleman from sole to crown, Clean favored, and imperially slim. And he was always quietly arrayed, And he was always human when he talked; But still he fluttered pulses when he said, "Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked. And he was richโ€”yes, richer than a kingโ€” And admirably schooled in every grace: In fine, we thought that he was everything To make us wish that we were in his place. So on we worked, and waited for the light, And went without the meat, and cursed the bread; And Richard Cory, one calm summer night, Went home and put a bullet through his head."
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What Lies? 04:01
What lies, brother beyond the limits of the skull? Outside the eyes you're used to and their vision, fading and dull? Where leads the path that you forgot when you stood up straight and in vanity thought that you'd escaped from the grace of God, but in he creeps as you forever rot. What lies, brother outside the time you count as your own? In the loneliness without a love in your heart, in the eternity without a soul? Where the networks break under the weight of the sun and the waters of the styx crack into your lungs, when does the struggle truly subside? What ever drives it on? When you think about it, does it hurt? You suck shit today, but some day you'll eat dirt. For what glory do you march on? What is it which you serve? The right choice is seldom easy. It could be nice, it could be clean but that's not the way it is and it never will be. You can't make it a better place, but you can still get out of the way. Your suffering days are numbered. Hunger no longer. What lies, brother beyond the bondage of the flesh? Can you get back to the divine without gnawing off a leg?
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Ladder Song 11:32
A ladder quietly reaches over silver heads, and dancing up with practiced glee a quiet wedding treads leaving footprints in the dust with every careful step towards a distant castle in the sand. How rich might be the colors in the place where they lay down and rifle through the gold doubloons they can never seem to count? Now rising up on tippy-toe, not seen among the crowd the marriage of an albatross goes down. Someone hit the dimmer switch, most everyone's gone home but still off in the distance our betrothed lovers dance alone. First impressions sift away, now no one cares or knows. They chatter in the margins of their homes. But how rich might be the colors in the place where they lay down and rifle through the gold doubloons they can never seem to count? Now rising up on tippy-toe, not seen among the crowd the marriage of an albatross goes down.
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You talk, but I never hear. What could be wrong with my ears? I must have left them somewhere else, that's the only explanation I can tell. And the sunshine's all there is above. It seeps into the pockets of this love. It powers and it poisons me, twists my skin malignantly, and in the end will never be enough. I'm looking at you and what you think you are, but I'm thinking of eternity and a ladder made of stars. I've been caught in a moment in a world I never made, a creation vast and great. And the sunshine's all there is above. It seeps into the pockets of this love. It powers and it poisons me, twists my skin malignantly, and in the end will never be enough. So take this, take this line but don't wonder where it goes. It is yours to see, but never can be to follow. Hold tight to the things that you can hold and there's a bright tomorrow.
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Put it on, close your eyes, drift away.
If you like this, check out Gods of the Dead.
If you DON'T like this, check out Gods of the Dead.

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released December 30, 2021

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Carlton Heston Atlanta, Georgia

If you're reading this - Gods of the Dead is the good one. Listen to that first if you're going to listen to anything on here. It's actually pretty solid.

Atlanta Monsters' Ball is also nice.

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