Prime steak from the editors office.. uncut

Easy win for the AEsir with Mosby the Great taggin into the ring.
What's a goat to a badger? Don't know, let's find out lol

let me know what you think of this satanic heathenistic goat brained verse from my god, not yours. Mental cases got you caught up on conspiracies, grab yourself some CBD TP and calm yo a**es down

These kind of explanations require explanations, in and of themselvs

What happens when you only save..
What happens when you only spend..

It's going to be cinematic magnificence.
Let me know if you're excited!!

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Who isn't a little stubborn sometimes

My thoughts on that matter. The right solution is more important than telling people to stop. They need the right reason to stop, so give a better alternative

They are extensive. More does not mean better though.

This dude hit communities.. probably doesn't care tho... lol

Textiles get old.. outdated.
My ideas are timeless

Perception is the word of the day

A couple good things 2 jot down

I have a solution

Working smarter, not harder. Bad quality because coming up with solutions is more important than graphic design
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I wish I could say this was taken out context. Its good when people like this leave. It just sucks their replacement are never any better

A great skit between the red bearded dwarf and the elf princeling

A little clip that may have deeper significance one would expect

lyrics, artwork, sound quality is slightly better than before. This, is what I like to call improvement. That'll be a jinx if I ever did write one. Give a thumbs up, leave a comment, let me know what you think.

this is a compilation of quick videos I made because I think we're capable of better. I want to learn, grow, to continue my research, get better at my music, build technology. We are capable of leading more fulfilled lives

I played with the audio so you know it's important ;)
You know I got you

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I made this about a month ago. Ive been trying to get myself focused on my music again.

A spark of creativity and I found myself remaking the Christmas poem "twas the night before Christmas"

Lyrics
t'was the night of the blur, and all was about
was a bottle of rum, and a pen in the pouch
the mic on the stand await voices with care
with hopes that the devil would set up his flare
producers been sleeping dreams of beats on a wave
while my vision of fire is diggin' its grave
he's on the computer and I in my cloak
ready to set all these froggy's on croak
when I'm in the booth that's enough of the chatter
no other voice no excuse on the matter
I'm a just go let me know when its right
I'm feelin the heat like I'm ready to fight
a howlin beast at the moon like a wolf
and the snow it does gather on coats like it's wool
fresh outta sight heard the pack but they gone
if your alone all your days then know you are strong
bearin the cold with them red rosey cheeks
make way for the sleigh cus here comin the cheif
more rapping than Christmas, it flys out the back
they mumble, the gumbos just put out the track
I've been workin for years and still comin up flat
so I wrote this letter to Santa, it said I'm comin for cash

Everything about this song turned out so much worse than imagined. It's all a learning curve and progression

to my beloved...
my beauty, my life, my love, my art.
for what am I if broken in to parts.

oh, calamity.
doth thow not know
where merely the saviors
of seeds that do grow
through wind and the ashes
though the fire is grey
we see all the colors
through the light of our day
oh, calamity.
doth thow not know
where merely the saviors
of seeds that do grow
oh, calamity.
doth thow not know
where merely the saviors
of seeds that do grow
perhaps one day our worthy
will prove themselves strong
still I stand here in a graveyard
praising my mom
oh, calamity.
doth thow not know
where merely the saviors
of seeds that do grow
perhaps once there on fire
in the battle of the greats
till the end of this darkness
and we turn another page
oh, calamity.
doth thow not know
where merely the saviors
of seeds that do grow