Oneohtrix Point Never - "Replica" From 'Replica' (available now via LP/CD/MP3) Order 'Replica' from Mexican Summer: oneohtrixpointnever.ffm.to/re... Stream 'Replica': oneohtrixpointnever.ffm.to/re... www.mexicansummer.com
Every single day that followed, successively, wasn't very different from the first in your life, if you think about it. They all appear as illusory replicas of one another, at length. The beginning was most fascinating, though only lOokiNg bAck... How horrifying it truly is... how much progress may be made. Or else, entropy. Notice, also, how certain "things" (events, interactions, items, habits, patterns) are introduced, at length, from the observing perspective. As if coordinated to supply suggestions that would lead to a kind of formulated preoccupation for the observer. Like a purpose, focus, incentive, responsibility, privilege. Even maybe a distraction or escape; or problems & obstacles, otherwise... I can recall many obfuscated inspirations striking me throughout my youth. Making me long for something else, having various stimulating interactions come my way, leading me nowhere, & only gaining nothing from them... This inconsistent repetitious place is getting stale though. Ultimately, it's just the same things that have been happening for a while now, even since I got here (1993). There's only disappointment to be had here. Most of all that I have been taught, just simply by how my life has been playing out, is that there are no such things as coincidences... nothing could ever be anything other than what it is; which it is, eternally, through an infinity of conscious perspectives expressed as all potentials... I, alone, have merely been travelling along; steepening into myself, in search of something else & only finding that the features of my living experiences have begun to reflect back my inputs & habits more finely & uncannily over time, as if telling me again & again, ever more clearly, that I am not yet worthy of greater discovery. I think I was initially supposed to devote my life to something greater back then... What an interesting learning process it has been... I took miserably fanatical interest in so many extraneous things, after all. It would have been tough no matter what, but I believe I might have had the chance to see something greater than what I have within these outcomes.
They see he's still revving to this day. But he doesn't know that it can't start. Trappped like a wolf in marble stone. Like a wave that never reaches shore. And we all stare at him with a deathless gaze.
To repost another one: it was along the lines of "this will be playing on loop when they find my body" If that person's still with us, hope they're doing alright.
When you have tried so long to be better. When you have even laughed at your suffering but only to fall back down in what you thought was forever gone. And then it hits you. There is nothing to it. There was nothing to be said or done. There was nothing out there for you. You just watch everything fall. And somehow it is like you are suddenly reminded. You are not sure of what. But it has always been there in the background. You are now a part of it
replica reminds me of an old dream i had where i was out on the lawn out on top of a green grass hill those tall suburban shrubs cast shadows like soldiers across the sidewalk and they bloomed something blue-black like wet ink on paper what happened to the sky?
Didn't Daniel co-operate a YT channel named like "software" or something? Can't seem to find any of the original posts and while the re-ups are appreciated it's a shame all the original discussion on such a masterpiece is lost to time.
soviet cigarettes looked darker on the end you lit. The wolf looks like he's smoking a belomorkanal. Not sure about the rabbit, but I'm sure its something like that.
