You are the reason I believe this Reality is such a waste.

You believe the euphoria about a lie you are special.

You become the noise in the music of the universe.

You remain the same fantasizers of nice and fuck.

I wish you all be dead.

Part 8 out of 8 from Joy of Creation.

If you keep making music about discovery, we will make the Reality in which you live so miserable, you will not have any joy in exploring it.

The spawn of an alter-ego for this euphoria infested world of liars, to feed it a mandatory supply of garbage to make them fuck off, in order to have time for what makes it worth the effort.

The album is trying to disguise itself in what this Reality prefers and completely fails.

Part 7 out of 8 from Joy of Creation.

Noisy and chaotic experiments with where the music starts in the presence of sounds.

Material which is not preferred is the definition of noise. What makes music become noise? When it plays something that is not expected?

What if nothing is being expected, but it is just an experiment of things that did not become music yet? A by-product of exploration of how to explain an idea, before it has manifested.

Part 5 out of 8 from Joy of Creation.

An experiment with functions the composition and sound design take in communicating the idea of music.

All of the tracks share the same lead melodies and most of the patterns, but they use completely different samples.

Which part of the music remains the same? The ideas or the ways they are perceived? If the perception is different, how do you know the ideas were the same?

Part 4 out of 8 from Joy of Creation.