k4t434sis - Any Excuse

Aphex Twin - Vordhosbn

http://youtu.be/6Dh-EU-HbPQ

Delta 9 - From Darkness

http://youtu.be/QRaX3hJ2MUU

Nachtmahr - Deus Ex Machina

http://youtu.be/HC-ZPog2fcY

Diary Of A Madman Episode 3

The versatility of the nut, with forward by George Washington Carver, lol

Diary Of A Madman Episode 2

Distant oscillating thrumming, drilling a hole in my brain in a very calm manner. Vivid illumination obscuring these lucidly dark psyches. That's ok, those skeletons can only hide in their phylactery closets for so long. Brains tattood with illusions just long enough to have that first layer of gray matter peeled off like a scab newly formed; leaving senses aching and bleeding profusely.

Elixer

Line you all up and come recieve rations
Blessed, divine, after manna it's fashioned
There be not a need to covet your neighbors
Abundance for all, no need to ask favors
At the moment of truth your ladle is poured
Pottage meets bowl, now bless your lord
In humble bowls lay elixers of life
Which lead to all the causes of strife
And outside the doors from whence you just came
The thresholds surrounded by dead and the lame
Quarrelling over the bowls of the dead
Only to stand in queue in their stead
So, sit you down with bowl filled to brim
Squat little man, kin to Naugrim
The vapors escape from bowl to the nose
"Calamus, Anise, or maybe some Cloves?"
Just close your eyes, sip spoon with held breath
As vapors hit brain, you know that it's death
For the scent that you noticed, but yet couldn't place
Not Dill, nor Cassia, but deadly Nightshade

Diary Of A Madman Episode 1

All efforts seem pointless now. Not depressed, not happy, just numb. I'm tired of waiting for the next nothing to happen. Have you ever sat on the shore? Have you seen the sea swallow the moon? A group of neophytes humble themselves quietly to the sound of "Ia Ia",

Hidden among the basalt halls hieroglyphics tell the tale. As aeons pass the cosmos coincide with the proper alignment, the dead cephalopod wakes from dream, awakens from his lucid death to reward those who follow his madness. Enthralled with the descent into the infinite recursion that is that mystery, we are not to be acknowledged. Ignorance of existance is the reward. "Ia Ia Cthulhu Ftagn" the call of these esoteric neophytes descended from the order of Dagon.

Far flung anti-anthopocentric ideals that send chills down the collective spine of humanity. Watch on as the christians gnash their teeth and the atheists have the gods dropped upon them and pray they will treat them well enough to despise them. To caress the outer film upon the embryo of the mind is to converse with god. A gentle breeze transposing images of the wrinkled surface of our egos; pregnant with connotations of joy.