VISUAL CALCULUS [Medium: Success] -- The golden light melts away into the blue, glassy darkness of your mind. In it are two neon lit shapes: a man and a woman on the single bed. CONCEPTUALIZATION [Challenging: Success] -- A two hearted spider. YOU -- What position are they in? VISUAL CALCULUS -- Like the witness said -- the man is kneeling, the woman is on her back. It's the night of March 4th and a shot has just been fired.
Remember my friends : If you're reading this, you're still alive. And if you're still alive, you're not struggling with depression. Depression is struggling with you.
The helicopter ride. That was honestly a mind-trip: finding out it's all fake and you're being tricked, feeling mad, to coming to terms with it that it was actually your own choice; at least that's how I would look at it in Morgan's shoes. Cool track, but waaay too long.
This is my favorite skill in the whole game I like to imagine our favourite hobocop, Harry, totally bummed out, arriving at a scene. He stops, thinks, and detects. This is his thing, he can see it clearly. The data flies around, and only he can catch it, only Detective Du Bois. Angles, trajectories, all kinds of analysis, creating a mesmerizing symphony, a slew of possibilities, a puzzle waiting to be solved. The one fight Harry can win
Visual calculus was such a surprise skill for me so original in its style and you felt genuinely so cool when you passed one of its checks! Love that its music effectively silenced all sound around you and kind of felt like you stopped time! Just the damn coolest way to make you feel the gears turning in Harry's brain
And I know soon come my time For in mine void a pale horse burns But I fear not the time I've taken Past the point of no return Wage war like no tomorrow 'Cause no hell, there won't be one For all who deny the struggle The triumphant overcome Trips to where few have been Out of thin air, upon high winds Rites begin when the sun descends Have felt what few will ever know Have seen the truth beneath the glow Of the ebb and flow, where the roots of all mysteries grow I am below, so far below the bottom line Transmitting live, transmissions rise From the depths out of controlled by Suspended glance of an unblinking eyes Imminent gaze cast 'pon the path that winds 'Pon the path I find, and claim as mine To ride the waves of unrest Made to make me shine as a testament To why the ways of the blind will never get Shit but shanked by my disrespect Dismiss this life, worship death Cold blood night of serpent's breath Exhaled like spells from the endlessness In the bottomless wells of emptiness Channeled to invoke what we represent Secret order, elitist horde of creeping fire, seizing power Riders of the lupus hour Eye on palm, time is gone Moonlight drawn, fly till dawn Sacrifice to rise beyond Deep inside the violent calm of the coming storm In blood sworn to glorify and for life adorn With all that dies to become unborn Feel my vessel go up in flames Flesh torch lit by the unnamed Direct connection to the source Vestment of unnatural force Forever burning black torch Wisdom of the old and true Possessed by the chosen few Shining to reveal the ways Of a darkness that pervades All that is and ever was Inferno of witches' blood Worship is not on bended knee Nature knows not of mercy To pray is to accept defeat Power pisses on the weak Bow and beheaded by the beast Beggar on a bitch's leash Scum is desperate for relief Worship is the way I ride Witching currents through the eye Of storms that force the false to die Worship the flames with which I rise into apocalyptic skies Harsh winds flay mine flesh to bone In splintered skeleton I roam Wastelands with naught to call my own But the path I walk alone The hunger burns within my gut As my bones turn into dust And I know soon come my time For in mine void a pale horse burns But I fear not the time I'm taken Past the point of no return Wage war like no tomorrow 'Cause no hell, there won't be one For all who deny the struggle The triumphant overcome I close my eyes and seize it I clench my fists and beat it I light my torch and burn it I am the beast I worship I close my eyes and seize it I clench my fists and beat it I light my torch and burn it I am the beast I worship I am the beast I worship
I swear this is the one video I always return to in times of intense depression/stress. Helps remind me that even when we're going through hard times there is always light at the end of the tunnel.
The shattered glass fragment, the golden empty shells laying around you, the blood patern on the wall sprayed as a macabre painting, is all makes sense now ...
[Verse 1] Culture shock, future shock Fuck yourself, choke yourself Useless information occupies every open space inside your skull You know what's going on every day, every night Everywhere, swear you're so international Upside down cross on the Jumbotron Wait up, hold on Blowing anthrax off my palms Say what, you're wrong Switch stance, face plant Napalm fire starters Flatlander, plug puller Nose dive turbulence chartered You speak in abbreviations because real life conversation moves too slow You're the media's creation, yeah, your free will has been taken and you don't know [Refrain] Cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cu Fuck yourself, choke yourself [Chorus] Cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cu Culture shock, future shock Fuck yourself, choke yourself Cu-cu-cu Culture shock, future shock Fuck yourself, choke yourself You need to vibrate higher- Cu-cu-cu Culture shock, future shock Fuck yourself, choke yourself Cu-cu-cu Culture shock, future shock Fuck yourself, choke yourself You need to vibrate higher- [Verse 2] Never seen without one hundred She's a satanic priestess Anarchy on ice freak flag flying faceless elitist Crow on the down low end Reppin' Orion's belt Atlantis ancient vagina Getting dusty on the shelf Enter the pigs don't get it No hands I'm shattering jaws Double nickles on the dime Fuck glam can lick my balls You might also like 5D Death Grips Klink Death Grips Beware Death Grips [Refrain] Culture shock, future shock Fuck yourself, choke yourself [Verse 3] Whatchya gonna be when you're grown, young blood? Gonna be a helpless drone Won't ever have to think No, your head'll be linked directly to your cell phone The virus is alive, I can see it in your eyes The infection is full blown Cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cu Career killer, double-decker packed with suicidal brides Four-armed fury in a filthy dream about splitting your bitches' thighs Enters through unknowing eyes Touch the keys, it's in your mind Can't delete it and soon you'll find How bad you need it all the time [Chorus] Cu-cu-cu Culture shock, future shock Fuck yourself, choke yourself Cu-cu-cu Culture shock, future shock Fuck yourself, choke yourself You need to vibrate higher- Cu-cu-cu Culture shock, future shock Fuck yourself, choke yourself Cu-cu-cu Culture shock, future shock Fuck yourself, choke yourself You need to vibrate higher- [Verse 4] Shiva slashin' through your flat screen Is nowhere for you to hide Strangled by anaconda thumbs to the soundtrack of world genocide My thoughts tie knots in silver spoons Vampire on the rise Punk a chump with a cunt for brains platoon In the zone and on the grind [Bridge] Dead matter disposer from the mountains without peaks Catch and release (Release) Time released horse capsule swallowed to wake the savage beast Cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cu Keep up or get left behind Cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cu Culture shock Fuck yourself, choke yourself
