AKA Bond, A Bond, Ripples, Ripples of Time, REDUCE...

Reduce! Will they win? Will they lose? Will they once again be huuuge...

Human again! Who can stop them? This new league of friends! We're going going going... Who knows where it ends!

Can you reconcile? Being smaller than a child, just shrunk down
To a size where ants are on the hunt now!
Spiders crawling, grass straws a wall
Though together you stand strong, togetherness does falter!

How will our heroes kill their fear and all?
When the whole world is apparently a real assault?
It might've started in a lab, somehow it all went bad...
In armor now they're clad and... with despair default

And a tension! A focus on the goal at hand!
To get out of this land! Where no man follows the plan.
Some might lose an eye, some might even die,
The mind can only handle so much, it's suicide!

But you and I! We're both focused on the same task!
We all went this way and never came back!
The one motivation that keeps us going
Is the hope that one day we'll be back out in the open

And be big again! Fiends: Keep picking them!
We've gone from guns and bows to sticks again!
In the sticks it's a wild world and it gets wilder,
With the fate of your friends all falling behind ya

( This life, this life... is not what it seems!
The struggles, the fights...
This life, this life... sometimes seems like a dream!
You just wake in the night...

Roaming, running, going with the wind!
Climbing over cliffs to see your homies again!
Some are born warriors, some are born to build!
Some don't seem to know they have a sword in their hilt!

Some are on the hunt, some are just standing!
By while the sky turns black and the band thins!
Life as a very little man is demanding!
But it don't matter when your heart is strong! )

We will get it on!
We'll make those bombs!
We'll slay our demons!
We'll keep on breathing!

We'll carry on!
For those we lost!
They may keep on killing!
But we keep on building!

Time after time the good guys fall behind!
It's too much, never much good stuff in our minds
Can you survive? Living in this bush
Extreme times, maybe even harder than in Yakutsk

We set fires! Lighting up the dark to guide us
Reflecting fangs and tarsal parts that bind us
We're always on guard, always on the edge
Mejson on point, if he... clears his head

MarioGD the loyal follower and brother
Mazurek medic and maker like no other
There's Bott, there's Rash, Zip, Mate and Delsin
Candy and Keni all walking the edge thin

Conrad, Rowny and God-DL got hurt!
Steve, Jimmy and Jason are deep down in the dirt!
We're lost, lonely and damning this bitter Earth
But still we stand strong and put in work!

( This life, this life... is not what it seems!
The struggles, the fights...
This life, this life... sometimes seems like a dream!
You just wake in the night...

Roaming, running, going with the wind!
Climbing over cliffs to see your homies again!
Some are born warriors, some are born to build!
Some don't seem to know they have a sword in their hilt!

Some are on the hunt, some are just standing!
By while the sky turns black and the band thins!
Life as a very little man is demanding!
But it don't matter when your heart is strong! )

We will get it on!
We'll make those bombs!
We'll slay our demons!
We'll keep on breathing!

We'll carry on!
For those we lost!
They may keep on killing!
But we keep on building!

A bond...

That lasts! Lasts long...

We're going we're going we're right at the edge!
Spears in our hands and a fire in our heads!
We're riding the lightning no fear for the dead!
We're eyeing horizons so fiery and red!

But we keep on building! A bond!!!

Reduce...

Reduce...

Ahh where are we going in this life...
We've been down this road once or twice...
The ground is red just like the skies
The battlefield it never dries
We cannot leave it without fight

Some days may the night show us that we stand strong here like a vice though
Not on a tightrope
Who knows what titans we'll face but we'll set them ablaze, we slice foes
Just like a mango

Tango with death like a brush with a Van Gogh, in boots or sandals,
We're no longer choosey
Adventures we face as we chase the exit to this place, we do lose sleep,
Loosely

But we'll never quieten
Even at our ends, we're doing this with friends,
We're united we're lifelong, strong like the bison,
We go through the hurdles and maneuver every day it's bloody murder
The turmoil cannot be understated, we live day to day by the play that fate gives,
And maybe someday we will maybe make it, back to the highlands here adjacent

REDUCE!

Yeah!

Time's short, what else?
Wish I could time warp, myself!
I'm going through these days so fast
I feel like I can't... be helped!

Like I'm just a force of nature,
Like it's just a chore I make yeah
I wish it was fun and games but
After a time it goes to shape

It becomes something I've made,
Another rut; another day
But I keep on and I play
Whether it's sun; whether it's shade

The weather is still growing colder
And my car is still a boulder
That I can't move it's immobile
But I do have a time booked!

So look... at least I'm hopeful about it all
It's fall now. It's going downhill but I hope and all
I joke and all. And I am passionate, every day I am so involved
So maybe this will go over alright all the way in this show I call

Inktober 2022.

And my dues have been picking up! So much I want to do!
So much old stuff in line still, yet so much of it's brand new!
I do my daily doodles and recordings and these too!
And a hundred words for good measure. Yes there is a little stress sir.

But I am blessed with capabilities! To handle. They ain't killing me.
At times I wake creativity. The slumbering giant inside of me.
And I have this giant will in me. I try to keep alive in me.
This helps! And too agility. To keep me moving through rivalries.

The time's not worth much if you don't push yourself occasionally,
That you play a beat and let it lead you inspirationally,
That you let your brain free and just rampant on these pages,
I want to make material, to share with y'all, for ages!

I've said it before! I want to be wise, want to be one of the sages!
And for every chore! And experience! My enlightenment maybe.
Goes up a little step. With work and play and passion and prep.
That's what I rep. I'm growing fat now... but my vocals at least are at their BEST!

They passed the test yeah. Now time to get ripped in the chest area.

Inktober 2022.

This what I do! For me, for friends... for you!

See you next... October.

Yeah! Cyberdevil! ADR3-N! It's the last day, time to go mad cray...

Coming up on blast! Thirty days pass fast now thirty past!
And I'm coming out back, vocal chords no mess yet - formally warm at last?
Thought I'd be worn out, started but a bumble bee - it's time to swarm now,
Go to metaphorical war with y'all with what I have in store now

I'm kicking doors down, coming into your town like a loud Borzoi hound
Bark at you if you aren't sharp enough to not have darkened views
On the state of the world and all, want this to reverberate with y'all
You best not smirk or bawl, no matter the hurt or fall

Hands on deck! Remember the days of vinyls and tape cassettes!
One past my prime, next my youth, back when it was cool to be something else
Numetal grooves, signature moves were to rage against the feds or the fruits
Who steer the world today, back when it was great with attitude

Don't let this kick the roots! From the Earth down under you!
Don't let this take your parachute and let you plummet!
The sum is all of US! We are the summit
Of the world! Can't no one percent get done SHIT!

SO SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!
SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UUUUUP!

Pardon that! I am just tired of all these rats
Social infestation going on in parliaments and paragraphs
Para the graphs, the stats all seem to show it's all just going whack
Methane is rising, check horizons, end of time is showing fast

But we are the makers! The caretakers! Potential planetary saviors!
The bagel rollers bakers popo law-makers and clay portrayers
We the rockstars! We the angels! We the ones with the burdened backs!
But with these birds on our backs, world's not flat, can't we fly with that?

We are the ones with scars! But not the ones who should be tarred of feathered!
California chars constantly, something wrong with the weather?
Whether we're the root of our problems or it's dolphins say
The problems of the future we gotta wave, today...

For it's too late! BE for it's too late!
For the wait! Is the worst thing. It worsens! With wait.
Words just hurting. Sticks and stones they're natural and valid.
What doesn't stay the balance is a malice.

To keep all people thirsty! Put sanctions on the chalice!
Just chalk out all the victims. Least Banksy keeps it real.
Valiance is maleficent to people with ideals.
Who feel like these ideals are worth some kind of suffering.

Trust that people change for the better is our nature,
We do so at the whims of our leaders and creators,
We do so with our mates, and soulmates, if they hurt us,
It doesn't make them worse, it's just one of their virtues

We're been bombarded with hate speech, more than we are nurtured,
Told to keep on slaving, like poverty's an allergen,
Keep looking at the mainstream, to get your diversion,
Keep on polarizing cause unity and immersion,

Is counterproductive to the constraints of the commercial,
It's really just coercion, for a sense of inertia,
For a sense of keep-living-upon-others-or-we-will-hurt-ya,
Everyone who makes a buck, man they suck! But just... shut up!

Shut up! Shut up!

Suck it up and keep on trucking or BUY a truck!
Get higher or keep hating the higher-ups! HUH?! I wish they'd all just..

Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!
SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!

Time to go mad cray!

Cyberdevil...

It's been a turbulent ride...
What kind of word am I in my mind?
Most like my work, for some it's ill-defined
But like a litmus scribe, I do my bid, and get by
Eye the world with a smile, or a snide if too bright
Go on rollercoasters though scared of heights
Is that a fear I like? It's every year in life
I feel the fruits of my labor are ripe,
Especially when you hype, but tonight
There's no such thing as 'much time', so to write one real quick...

I wanna be fearless, like Jet Li in the Edo period
Bear claws don't phase boss, they doth brace and veer off
The underdogs, I hear them bark then clear off
Till I'm one of gods, we don't hear for sheer ego
We of the people we sleep all day
Feeble sheeple that see no grays - no nuances
Unions, you need 'em? Do I wish!
No one's in the favor f no one but the stupid rich
Truman shit till dubious
Who's watching who, who's the villain?
Maybe there is no one but millions
Doing the duties for refuge, just shooting and killing
Destroying our kind... we're coy in our time
We think we play no part in no heart crimes
But we made this now. This here is our time.
You parked the car and now no stars shine.
Humanity, without us... no Darkseid
I'll bark life into any madman or villain though
Come on let's get a little cold
Winter's 'bout to hit the road

Yo.

Hell yeah I'm not giving up! I will live it up! I am in the rut! I'm just hitting up! This backcatalog and it's mad prolific, Jamuary jams looking mad artistic, wondering if I can jam on this sh...

Ah! Is that a water glass? Think I'll try a water fast
Didn't want to go the whole month without calling back Quarl
And a few others too, but there's no more
Be happy with the month though, though this here has been a chore
It's been fun too! Time blaze by and I run through!
Vision becomes a tunnel, and I do have a fun in a bundle but
Before you know it is over, and you're not totally
Happy with what you managed on that rotary, phoney...

Gotta call the homies! Get inspiration a flowing!
Instigate some new humans! Drop a cake like a snowman!
Been frontpaged like three times now! Up and up I am blowing!
Feeling like Kid Dynamite the showman! Upper cut is my potion!
Trust my endless wordflow ocean! And open! Awesome! Artful instrumentals that boost and amplify my mental capacity! To create and capture treats! When I really should be fast asleep...

It's been like that all week!

Do your thing Quarl...

1:22

Was about to say I have boatloads, of stuff and I'm just coasting,
Flowing wherever the coasts go, toasting for any occasion,
Feeling rich like Francoise Meyers, though I can't even play ukulele
I still feel like a player, and my days keep getting greater

(oh that's the beat...)

So much here to savor, so much more to make
Guess I'll see y'all next year though, I have snores to save
I haven't been bored in nine lifetimes but I think I've doors to break
Fire drills, get some shovels, dig till it's just mud y'all

Thanks for this! Fun beat. Really tranquil ending.
Should have been happy then too, instead I'm appending compendiums.
Totally unnecessary and torturous, but I am like a tortoise,
I go slow but I go longer and I'm older than most portions

Or finally? Is it that time that you've been dying to see?
Time for me to keep on with my dynasty like I'm a tree?
Embed my roots slowly till this whole field is a vibrant green,
And maybe I don't even need to try to breath. Music or no.

Till I'm immortal... both IRL and in Portal!
Keep on coursing through the cosmos doing summer saltomortals.
Thwart all plans for January Jams cause that's post-winter
I think I still will be here indoors but too tired to move a finger...

Just finger all my daggers. Feel a sense of seething.
Kill that Father Winter quick and will in a new season.
I'm really not that lethal it's just words I'm a man of peace.
And I do truly plan to keep going even if it's past my peak.

And maybe do a few more with Quarl cause holy shit does she pack beats.

Happy trails. Happy treats. One to go. Happy streaks. Later...

AKA Creative Yearly Endeavors, Creative Ends & Means...

Running out of time
Reocurring theme ain't it?
Somewhere down the line
My time will be freeplaying
Freestyle is the style for me I'm a wee child
Of the new millennia!
1980s end of line!
Somewhere in my mind
There's always an idea ain't there?
Wayfarer of this welfare
Shotcaller of this daycare
It's kind of absurd how the same words
Can be used so different ways
Few bullets - many ricochets

Can't sit and wait... for the words to come to me.
They hit me easy if I'm moving...
So thus I keep on grooving,
Month in and month out,
Resuming creative movement every -
End of September
Since as far as I remember now

Remember how...

You used to feel weak in morning?
You used to leetspeek in the forum?
Was that only me? What about Snotr videos?
Lunarstorm? Yahoopa? There's a lot you needn't know

But I feel a sleek breeze sneeze in and sweep me
These dailies: keeping me in one piece so easy
Till I find peace or run out of reach/reads/Reese's Pieces
This the stream that never seizes

Creativity...

It's life.