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msclt
04:21
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plmy feat. Где-то Там
04:35
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nrvn
11:14
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msclt feat. Асомния
04:21
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Everything was alive.
Everything had exquisite and
intricate detail, and yet everything was so simple.
I was everywhere;
I could see up and down and around, all at the same time
This particular feeling lasted long enough for me to become aware of it.
Then it changed
into an oppressive terror, terror that did not come upon me abruptly, but somehow swiftly. At
first my marvellous world of silence was jolted by sharp noises
Then the noises became louder and were uninterrupted, as if they were closing in on me. And
gradually I lost the feeling of floating in a world undifferentiated, indifferent, and beautiful. The
noises became gigantic steps.
Something enormous was breathing and moving around me.
I believed it was hunting for me.
I ran and hid under a boulder, and tried to determine from there what was following me. At
one moment I crept out of my hiding place to look, and whoever was my pursuer came upon
me.
It was like sea kelp. It threw itself on me. I thought its weight was going to crush me, but
I found myself inside a pipe or a cavity. I clearly saw that the kelp had not covered all the
ground surface around me. There remained a bit of free ground underneath the boulder.
I began to crawl underneath it. I saw huge drops of liquid falling from the kelp. I “knew” it was secreting digestive acid in order to dissolve me. A drop fell on my arm;
I tried to rub off the acid with dirt, and applied saliva to it as I kept on digging. At one point I was almost vaporous.
I was being pushed up towards a light. I thought the kelp had dissolved me. I vaguely
detected a light which grew brighter; it was pushing from under the ground until finally it erupted into what I recognized as the sun coming out from behind the mountains.
Slowly I began to regain my usual sensorial processes.
I lay on my stomach with my chin on my folded arm. The peyote plant in front of me began to light up again, and before I could move my eyes the long light emerged again. It hovered over me. I sat up. The light touched my whole body with quiet strength, and then rolled away out of sight.
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ПАΛЬМЫ | PLMY Moscow, Russia
подмосковный рок-клуб
Химки, Россия
suburban rock club
Khimki, Russia
Andrey-gtr,vx, fx
Dima-bss
Valera-drms
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