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Inktober #11 - Orange Days

Summer may be gone! But carry on regardless
Lose your shackles, your carry-on, your harness
It all gets easier when you try your hardest
So don't give up on yourself! Or be alarmist

I'm... going back to regular flows
For a day or so, easing up on everyday woes
It's time to relax, sit back, retract and chill
My energy went *poof*, will it get back? It will.

Best be still for a while. Chill for a while.
Smile just a mite like you're quite high on life.
Even if you wish you were going ham like Snoop.
Everyday jamming with that cash and loot, y'know...

And with his sense of sensibility, his level of calm.
My regular level is like the level of an alarm.
No surprise my back's tense like a barber
With a cut-throat razor who's used to JRL or WAHL

Speaking of which, my trimmer just died
I might've fried it, plugged it in, used it with a line
Reduced the battery life, it says clearly on the side
You can't use it like that, but I was too low on time! Oh well...

My laptop died too this season.
I worked from a distance for a few weeks.
The final day of working just without reason:
The ghost of the mobo gave up on me.

But I made it through the final day, I got paid!
I've bought another laptop, best one I've had to date!
And if I keep the trimmer plugged in I can still shave!
Even if the summer's over, they're cozy, these days...

These orange days... see the scenery.
Society keeps moving on old machinery.
And soon Gen-Z is entering the workforce
They might have to step it up a bit and work for it

I'm for sure not always a fan of the new
Ask me about 5G I'd put a ban on that too
I'm not much for life without wires - contrary
To what you MIGHT think it's more to me like a con on the free

All the offerings we do for big tech
Tiredness... long days with no rest
Wireless... blue light, long stress
Tired eyes... bent backs, sore necks

But I'm a keep on working... I keep saying that
Steady like a train on a runaway track
I might go berserk in the final days of Inktober
Play it back again, yo friends, it's good to know ya!

Inktober is now one third of the way over
Days passed so fast a while, now they're painfully slow
How did I turn from a wild man to a plain office Joe?
Pains me to know, I've been like this for a decade

But I've not been doing dailies for the full ten yet!
I hope to reach that milestone - everyday I do my reps!
I wreck me - just sit hours on end and press play
Mix and write and record more and... stress away

Yet the sense of accomplishment's strong and that's what
Matters most to me - manner of method it matters not.
I'm not Method Man - but do what I can with compression.
Picked up a little tricks from Nick - keep learning lessons.

Everyday is a new lesson and there's so much more to learn!
Gen-Z you'll have to wait your turn, we're still going
We're controlling the world, taking over and over
The coal is too cold, the new gold is the Cobalt

Can't I not turn these raps to politics, and bat
For an average... don't want to get too savage!
I just want to enjoy the composite orange foil
That's covering the ground like a pot of joy

Come on...

It's cool... it's autumn!

Let's roid.

Inktober #10 - Summer Stuff 2024

Summer... 2024... I'm back again! But always wanting more. Always! Yeah!
Waltzing through these hallways, feeling kinda floored... as soon as I walk in through that door.
No longer sore from all the digging and the hopping, the chopping, the chipping, the LIVING!
Stockholm's more a morgue...

But I'm sure! That I'll get back to it!
Summer is over but the next one I'll resume it!
Digital detox has become a wonder movement
I'm in wonder I've been doing this since 1992-ish

Since 1989 when I was formed and born
A one or two years later I was a straight up storm
Knocking over chairs and tables I think running was the norm
I'm still not running my life I'm just running from reform

And from change! I want summer to always stay the same!
For family to gather and remind us what remains!
And we still love each other and in nature we all play
For the rest of days, till we're drained of life and swept away!

The summer is the wonder, we wander to the yonder
When thunder comes a knocking we all huddle all befuddled
But it don't matter if it rains until the lawn's a puddle
It's like winter, it's temporary, live on and resentment bury

Don't get stuck on bad things shit will always happen
Don't get stuck on pettiness or feeling others cash in
While you plant zucchini seeds and spend each morning cleaning weed
And mowing grass to feed the plants and then just fall fast asleep

And you're not making any money, but if it don't rain it's sunny
And you slowly get a tan and drop some fat and feel like running
And your procrastination woes now don't mean nothing again,
Every day you wake up hit the lake, get the rake and...

...

It ain't forever but it's never a rut!
Summer's my level and I'm leveling up!
Slowly getting better and better! But nothing's better forever!
When the leaves turn yellow, you know...

It doesn't take much, to feel a great rush
Keep composure even when you know it's over
Winters come and go and winter's slow like a mofo
But it's all in your mind, at least half-time, go pro

I won't slow though! I will keep on till I can't
I will rhyme on so I've rhythm when I write out my rants
We all love and live on plants, our potatoes are stashed
If you ever want to stop by and crash... hello!

This parabellum isn't aimed at your brain -
It's for the winter! I will to kill the cold - cherish it's reign!
But y'all know after summer man it's never the same!
Even if the summer's over all this craft will remain, yeah!

...

Cyberdevil is BACK! With a whack track. And the beat see...
Yes that's S3C!

To keep on with the legacy...
Everyday we get up, and then we breathe!
Even if it's not summer, not summer, not summer...

Summer Time.

Inktober #9 - A Quick Fix

It's gotta be a quick one today
Time's up! It drifts and it whisks away, but it's okay!
I put my thumbs up like I'm trying to hitchhike
And all I get is killer rhymes in this riptide

Feeling like Killer Mike when I drift by

It's night and I've been working right?
Been making up for lost time in the tech department
I don't know what I was thinking when I was up North this summer
At the farm trying to start a garden

It's not an Olive Garden even
And I'm not Jamie Oliver, I emcee - man!
I don't do reaction videos or streaming
I'm more the quiet type - on the inside screaming

Kinda like I was possessed by demons (Cyberdevil)

I get my vent when I'm off work and inking
Even if it's but a little acapella inkling
Tired from the trip, still yawning and blinking
Tomorrow though I'll be back for real I'm thinking

The drive was tiring but I really feel
Sore shoulders from holding onto that steering wheel!
Auto pilot mode maybe made that worse
I had to re-adjust manually when two lanes merged

And there's a bit of resistance in that subtle movement
So you have to really insist on what you're doing
Not carelessly move your arms and spin the wheel -
I didn't feel it THEN but it must've been a real ordeal!

I'm rested up now though! And had a meal (oatmeal)

Both head and shoulders feel like led when older
And my back is whack, I've tried to crack that back
I've chiropractor time booked at lunch and so
Soon headed into the gritty city...

I'll be there for a dreaded sitting...
Nah I can't wait man I'm already kidding!
I wake up early and have to shift positions, and it don't work!
So I get up and write verse, that's how I did it!

I hope I heal I hope I get rid of this ordeal!
Remember when you were three how good your back could be?
If you're still young don't slump or sag, sit up!
Do a ton of sit-up's and jumping jacks, rip up!

I mean GET ripped! That's my message.
So you can feel tip-top whatever questage.
And flex when you do your reps, don't sacrifice SQUAT
For a stretch of rest or diddly-ditto! What?!

You'd better listen up kiddo! This game's hard KNOCK!

The rest's a mirage. The less you get: the more you LIVE!
So let's beget whatever kills this helter skelter shelter!!
You're in the world to make stellar acapellas! To relish hellish!
To turn pain into a vibe! Like with A Tribe Called Quest.

The rest is a facade. So try your best.

Huzzah.

Inktober #8 - From The Road

It was a long road... but I feel strong yo
Cause I made it! Majorly sleep depraved albeit
Deprived? I mean that which you are if you're barely alive
If you sway on the road and miss all the road signs

J/k! I stayed on course and it went well
The car was fun to drive - it almost drove itself
When I figured out it had autopilot - what a riot!
No leg cramps for me! Just cruising, vibing...

They really have it down to a science
It's like the car's alive! Following lines, adjusting, eyeing
I ate my lunch in the pilot seat, arrived early night
And now I'm in a quiet retreat (yeah right),

A hundred kilometers up North, where ice roads fork...

I did wake with a killer headache
Fortunately brought pills to kill all such ills
It lingers a little but I feel ready
For a little writing and rhythmical build so I can chill

And fully make the most of the day here
I slept well but right next to a daycare
Can't sleep long before you hear the screams of crazed young
Streaming out to play, I'm amazed at their lungs (they could all be rappers!)

Have an hour now before my buddy's back for lunch
I need to pack again, after I've flapped my gums
And yapped fully like I've committed too!
Every day even when it is a bitter brew!

Not even coffee could clear my head
But it's OK! I'm up here and fed
And it rocks. The ground is frosty and the air's clear.
I'd best drop this and prepare yeah.

Later...

Inktober #7 - For The Road

Guess I'll stay up a while tonight
Tomorrow morning I'm driving, right?
I'm headed up North like a stair or flight
Jumping in a car, not a care in sight...

I got my free ride and I feel right and I
Need write a bit for morning
I'm a get my breakfast and jet cause next
I'll be rolling ten hours! Ready, set...

And that's ten not counting rest.
But no stress my deadline's twelve.
Prepped ten Theo pods for the rep
While I'll be trekking all by myself.

Up to my buddy, just for a night.
Tuesday afternoon I'll be on board a flight (back)
It's a quick trip! Just the usual (outback)
Traditional seasonal visit - a breeze or a picnic -

It's freezing there isn't it...? I'm not sure...
Wonder what clothes I ought to wear.
I hear it may snow in the North.
Though it's still just autumn down here.

Almost forgot to bring a jacket, a thick one
Got Inktober dues all up in my system
Record first half of the day, listen back next half
Be that as it may, I'll be crashing tomorrow.

So I got this ready, still rocking steady.
It's past midnight but I got a lot of energy.
And I hope it lasts me for the road and back!
Bet I'll be tired but I'll be going till October's passed

And write some rhyme, from the ice and pine while I'm at it!
Time to run some traffic and eye some signs in my brand new-
Volvo V90 Cross Country All Wheel Drive Automatic.
This one's... for the road.

Inktober #6 - Perception

AKA Reality Through Perception, Through Perception....

Cyberdevil... FantasistEldrun.... It's Sunday... yeah!

It's the day of rest! But how can I rest, I gotta stay my best
You won't get no checks if you don't check yourself and aim ahead
Don't wreck yourself for short-term gain, mold grows on aging bread
Play the game of life long haul! Cause it's a great event

A once in a lifetime one! And you don't fight for fun!
The pain of living comes from losing, so fail on, break a leg
Sail on, through hail and high wave, till you're winning again
Failure's step 1, and every step's a beginning and end

I spit with a venom and instill in people a vision cause I want to break the system that keeps killing us,
Until then I'm here to collab, grab a beat when I can
Emcee like I'm feeling it, movie reels in my mind when I even-keel this and
Steam on like a Peterbilt! The captain won't leave his ship! Yeah!

That's a heavy rig I know! But it's also synonymous to cargo hauling!
Been in my room all morning spitting still verbally armed recording!
I cannot chill even on Sundays in this world when there still are orphans!
Waking up with aching gums, glum, no future no endorphins!

Kill the corporations! Without lawsuits! Change the way we're talking!
And the way we're reading! Ideologies! Don't feed the machine man!
They're always scheming, lobbying, leading us on the fray of freedom!
Ocean spray around our knees as we keep marching East to Eden...

Do you believe in leaving?

...

I'd rather hold my ground, I'm hoping now
People come around and slow it down a notch, think things over
Sundays come and go and every Monday don't you know
We're back to our John Doe office jobs, then broken homes

Lonely times with phones, we're connected to deception
NG's no exception, instead of human touch
We've got affirmation obsession - the like button's our crutch
As we cure our imperfections, and don't stand out too much

Botox for the real world, filters for the fake
Fill the line to OnlyFans, file into the wake
Forget real relations, when you can get online
Let them starve in the Kongo, we'd rather waste our time

And while the Chinese keep mining Cobalt with slave labor
To charge these batteries we'd better not use for pagers
The world is under siege, and we fund the grief, say we run these streets
Western World is free - like a purgatory!

All the wars for glory? They do nothing for me!
All the mining and greed? We're just looking to feed
Ourselves! While the banks all feed on collective wealth
Third party parasites everywhere, we know no else!

Do you believe in...?

WHAT!

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