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Constants & Variables

by Super Galactic Expansive

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Christopher Patti The writing here is excellent and the ideas run very VERY deep.
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Sci Poematica My favourite Alter-psychedelic creative forward thinking album journey that shines like diamant with every more listening. They are both Masters of their art. Amagine is next level artist with ultimate sensitive to the languege matrix and visions and Killowats is incredible when it comes to precise details and atmospheric ridims. Unecpected Odyysey & Masterpiece.:) Thank you guys♡ wish you to inspire and please do last album in trilogy. :))
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1.
India Ink 03:38
Took your picture and looked & listened for the thousand words; Put it under a magnifying glass to discover an amplified past, As billions of brilliant whispers emerged to be heard— Inferred between the lines, Beneath the grime, We bleed to find What wields this time— So I sit & slit a simple sliver in my nimble fingertip To let the blood puddle & drip— Like India ink— Begin to sink, Staining the page, ingraining my brains upon the mainframe; Engaging the pain en-caging change. Scars for memories charged for telling me How far I’ve inevitably come— Perpetually begun prying open assimilation… Who’s decided hope has faded, defiling the globe we’re facing? Who’s designing the road we’re taking? Who’s denying your role in this co-creation? What are you running from? If it’s done—it’s done-- There’s surely no escaping— Here’s the summons, Son--- The time as come for this the lonely war I’m waging-- Honing my inspiration. The hardest part-- Is part of my livid heart Must die to begin to live & harness A vivid artist’s vindicated liberation. Existence in the mitts of what your solo is painting. Amidst the photo it’s taking— Channeling home changes; Dismantling old cages; Patterns portioned as prosaic— A maddening morphing mosaic, As sand slowly rearranges The happenings of this hapless man's whole entire basis Used to fuse & gather, rewire the loose confused understanding Of standing in homeostasis— Balance of the basics. Challenge known complacence. Brandish bold brazen beauty with each movement that you're making 'Til the grooves start breaking. When will you choose to awaken? Don’t be foolish or mistaken... I am not a righteous sage deciphering days. All I am... Is a defiantly silent scribe, Bleeding these revealing letters To make me feel completely better In these hackneyed contrived trying times— To try & make me feel surprised when reminded exactly why I am alive… All I am Is a defiantly silent scribe, Bleeding these revealing letters To make me feel completely better In these hackneyed contrived trying times— To try & make me feel surprised when reminded exactly why I am Alive… So, I sit & slit a simple sliver in my nimble fingertip To let the blood puddle & drip— Like India ink— Begin to sink, Staining the page, ingraining my brains upon the mainframe; Engaging the pain en-caging change. So, I sit & slit a simple sliver in my nimble fingertip To let the blood puddle & drip— Like India ink— Begin to sink, Staining the page, ingraining my brains upon the mainframe; Engaging the pain en-caging change. Scars for memories charged for telling me How far I’ve inevitably come… Remembering what's done... Scars for memories charged for telling me How far I’ve inevitably come… I have perpetually begun this war will eventually be won/one...
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The Tree of Life: A glimpsing visage of METACOGNITION... Connect this man’s mic with dendrites—twitching. The pen writes & bends time to incite a simple flick; A signal switch—instinctual link— A tingle, which sends light bridging ridges along strong neuronal axons ---G_li_tcH_iN’--- Lips spitting Zen-like hiccups & rhythms— Sit up & listen—synch up & link in, As we tinker with your thinking— (Tinker with your thinking) This is METACOGNITION. Lips spitting Zen-like hiccups & rhythms— Sit up & listen—synch up & link in, As we tinker with your thinking— (Tinker with your thinking) Computations in conversations, Translation in transportation; An ever-changing formation of incredibly clever equations— Electro-chemicals engaging Intracellular communication— Expansive branches; Synaptic chasms; The fastest path goan’ to telepathic reactions; Plastic axons pass on an ecstatic passage, Enacting contractions; Language attached on this Specifically selected electric neurotransmitter, A particularly perfected effective stanza that brings ya’ Reticent perspective into better picture By an eclectic phantom of unfettered fiction— Lettered encryption— Distinctive diction— A driven discipline __Squeezed into your central nervous system— Please, some essential headroom to LISTEN. Lips spitting Zen-like hiccups & rhythms— Sit up & listen—synch up & link in, As we tinker with your thinking— (Tinker with your thinking) This is METACOGNITION. Lips spitting Zen-like hiccups & rhythms— Sit up & listen—synch up & link in, As we tinker with your thinking— (Tinker with your thinking) This is METACOGNITION. (METACOGNITION…) (METACOGNITION…) (METACOGNITION…) One hundred trillion synapses Explaining to my cranium how fast this time collapses. In just nanoseconds a rush of connections Erupt in a chemical collection; The seminal invention of eloquent sentience. The densest interdependence Sends this insightful sentence Into movement grooving through psychic senses; The tuned in union of incisive questions; Dooming humans’ derisive tension Consuming views of divisive aggression. Override that misconception to ride this inflection To the mind’s invention penning this pensive passage. Attend to this sensitive patch of elemental potential—synaptic action; Subtle co-incidentals summons syllabic rapping. It’s essentially mental This elaborate gabbing gift of chit-chatting riff-raff; Slick wits won’t quit yapping Quick quips from these lips flapping tidbits; Inklings to shift your thinking Lifting it to the brink of bringing GALACTIC EXPANSION; Quantum entanglement— Can you handle it? Dismantling all that we’ve known could possibly happen In any and ever instant— Steadily Listen to Everywhen… Everyone... LISTEN. Lips spitting Zen-like hiccups & rhythms— Sit up & listen—synch up & link in, As we tinker with your thinking— (Tinker with your thinking) This is METACOGNITION. Lips spitting Zen-like hiccups & rhythms— Sit up & listen—synch up & link in, As we tinker with your thinking— (Tinker with your thinking) This is METACOGNITION. (METACOGNITION…) (METACOGNITION…) (METACOGNITION…) Silently sitting in simplicity, Simply singing simmering soliloquies; Syllabic symphonies of shimmering similes Syllogistically sinking into sine waves; A synergistic shift in psyches slightly sideways...
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Standing at the edge of the precipice, Planning the next steps to this Demanding quest to give this man’s life he lives The commanding balance amidst the pitfalls and challenges. Try to resist slipping & falling upon the talons Of this barbed wire tight rope, Starting higher than the height of hope In this dire heart dying in the night on his own. Preparing to take another set of shaky first steps Realizing it time to go the fight alone. Scared, as I’m barely inhaling my worried breath— Open eyes— Trying to guide my blind sight to hone Awareness to awake from this certain death Where I bury the time to type songs & poems Along with these strong bones Of an old man unfolding— Reforming— As long as I don’t deny my life’s defining light and stop growing & writing these ole omens. Slowly eroding, Unknowingly letting go and forgetting the potential I’m holding, ‘Til I collect what’s essential and get my ass going…. Try to resist slipping & falling upon the talons Of this barbed wire tight rope, Starting higher than the height of hope In this dire heart dying in the night on his own. Preparing to take another set of shaky first steps Realizing it time to go the fight alone. Scared, as I'm barely inhaling my worried breath— Open eyes, trying to guide my hindsight to hone AWARENESS... As if You told me so, Nobly growing in forward motion goes to show The emotional commotion of the lonely road Only requires what you need to soulfully inspire The gullible child’s vulnerable mind, To weed out the lowly liar in you, Who’s so vile & crude, Whose sole desire’s to control you’re whole entire view-- Skewing all you knew, Misconstruing your Truth, In your deepest Being By conspiring to beat you till you bleed beneath your beliefs. Seek the seeds that breed the branches and leaves That wholly rewire your chances to succeed in catching your dreams. Fusing the roots with a higher frequency feed— Releasing the fiery freak in me free, As I’m seeking a peaceful seat wherever I please to be, Resting my bleeding feet to eagerly read The day’s fresh pages of these nameless fables Under the ample shade of my ageless Maple tree. Will you carve your initials with me together? Don’t wanna carve your initials in me? Whatever… A.S.P. & A.S.P 4eva… (It’s all I need…) Try to resist slipping & falling upon the talons Of this barbed wire tight rope, Starting higher than the height of hope In this dire heart designing the night on his own. Preparing to take another set of shaky first steps Realizing it time to go the fight alone. Scared, as I"m barely inhaling my hurried breath— Slowing down— Rebuilding strength— Aligning my guiding light to hone AWARENESS... (Will you carve your initials with me?) (Will you carve your initials in me?) (No more MaGiK. A.S.P. asking to let go of S.O.S.) Grateful to be no longer meek or meager, indeed. Stressed relieved To receive the pieces of me not always easy or pleasing to see In this deceiving reality. Real is not what it always seems as we make it to be. Mistakenly believing our forsaken feelings; Un-awakened of the realness concealed in the dealings of healing our weakness. As I’m reaching across these lost speeches Full of fraught dawdling; I’m foolishly caught crawling On the breaking beams & cables of this shaky rickety bridge, Suspended across lost opportunities along the ridges of our heart’s rigidness, Swaying between the edges of our frigid river of tears’ rigorously twisting bend. I’m clearly living in between the deepening distance Of our blistering lips Conveying the whispering winds, Hearing unsent Love notes of me reminiscing & missing You again. Steady your grip and gingerly step To deliver this brilliant gift at the bridge we’re building Starting just ahead, Linking the rift from our heart and our head. But first we must narrowly escape the fateful patterns That become entangled when the Love that matters Is fractured and left hanging by a marginal shred of shattered memories, Surviving from getting lost in an alarming, harrowing dream Where I’ve been brazenly chasing a falling figment of me— Gripped slipped from a vision of We, Impatiently, wondering if this is a blunder I die in— Or awake in the morning with a warning, Realizing I’ve been trying to decide on an implausibility. How will I define the probability for finding (You) An impossibility? Try to resist slipping & falling upon the talons Of this barbed wire tight rope, Starting higher than the height of hope In this dire heart reviving his life on his own. Preparing to take another set of shaky first steps Realizing it time to go the fight alone. Cherishing, inhaling my first breath, Open eyes, guiding my mindful sight tonight to hone AWARENESS. Restarting the will in me that wants to be free. Pausing while watching autumn leaves Gracefully fall with ease from these ancient Maple trees. Feeling the nor-easterly breeze of your whispering tease. Softening to release what’s seemingly stuck now, But not completely out of reach. Starting the healing to cut out What I doubt I really need— Stop expecting. Start accepting, While respecting How the journey is yearning for me to learn that The Purification is the Blessing in-action; Endure with patience this Graceful test passing, The curious wait to state the Question This Answer has all-ways been asking. The Purification is the Blessing in-action; Endure with patience this Graceful test passing, The curious wait to state the Question This Answer has all-ways been asking. This Answer’s all-ways been asking... This Answer’s all-ways been asking... This Answer’s all-ways been asking...
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A haunting enemy jogs my memory, Unfaltering questioning taunting helpless me, In my developing lab, Help is free from my pen & this pad— Appending the past; Upending the facts For an impending memory lapse... Tell me the haps, To master this craft, As we unshackle this passing trap clamped to my— Strained angle’s sprained ankle. The Pain strangles when you remain entangled In the foolish game to change what can’t be changed around You. What surrounds your view in this fateful flashback? The only thing you can change is the way you happen to react. Unravel the gaff... Of obsessively gripping, Possessively clinging To what you never rationally had. No one owns her ship, but it doesn’t have to be a lonely trip; The stinging cuts of remembrance traveling back Through the precariously various forms matter contracts. What truly prepare us to cherish what we actually have? As we share this passionate act, I thought it would upset me so, But only after letting You go, Did we get to grow so incredibly close To expose what’s under our masks. If Love is a gas that colors my Laugh when exhaled in this gasp, The problem is that, discovered, as we have-- Wonder how it’s everlasting…? Love’s not a solid—intact But like an object in math We multiply, subtract or add, Quantify, divide, redefine & be fine Or defiantly deny and devise an ill-advised alibi. It’s not a feeling that sadly dies Even after you yourself feels satisfied And says your last goodbye. Did I give it a damn good try? A final answer I’m reminded to find from time to time. But it ain’t like the square root of pi. I dare you to try. Roll a hundred side die and ride this wondrous sine wave, As we decide to slow time to know why this blind, but brave Wanderlust crashes Right into his own stumbling ass again— A classic accident— An attempt to ask & repent damaging resentment, And actively reinvent in acid’s placid lens. As the collapsing axis bends— We crack. We mend. To access the facets of fragile gems. Indra’s web—Begin to accept… Do you act with regrets or admit to The Effects? Access the facets of fragile gems moving, As the axis mundi bends… Indra’s web—Begin to accept… Do you come with regrets or commit to The Effects…? Access the facets of fragile gems moving, As the axis mundi bends… Indra’s web—begin to accept… Can’t subsist on regret, submit to The Effects… Access the facets of fragile gems moving, As the axis mundi bends… Indra’s web—begin to accept… Can’t Love with regret, you limit The Effects… Access the facets of fragile gems moving, As the axis mundi bends…
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I’ve got resolutions in place To wipe away illusions in our gaze. Can’t stop this Evolution engaged. We’ve sought solutions for change. Plotting the next movement’s phase. Adjust & adapt together Or (you’re) crushed flat forever To dust, ash & embers. Trust that-- Nothing ever stays... Nothing ever stays the same… Cut to the chase, I run in place staring carefully, Gracefully rearranging the fickle pixel panes To erase this individual face. Smoothing out the wrinkles in space, As this messenger of Time Subliminally renders the lines on this page. Taking a mixture of our collective day, Encasing it in a single picture frame to display On the bare walls of these fading memory’s halls; To persuade the electrons involved In evolving the brain to collect upon a growing space You can only obtain by uttering unattainable Names. Rediscovering a tangible damaging pain We've yet to remember. Uncovering what under the strangled language contained In a lover's unsent letter-- Return to sender. Yet, it finally came, As a timely page of entangled fragments of rhyming chains Meant to better explain How to reconnect the ever-changing refracted angles & planes Trapped in the cracked panels & panes Of stained glass fractals Our efforts craft--so fragile-- Only to slowly dismantle… Remembering is simply a singularity in the whole open channel Focusing on our own personal examples Of how we’ve each weaved new disparities with old distortions, Apparently leaving the mold broken in the told annals Of a journey’s unwritten manual— Inherent in me. This is my bruised hand I often use to carry solemn offerings of clarity. The choice is understanding where you’re standing With an aware plan in hand Or left stranded with Death’s alliance— Head in sand, Scared to be alone on your own one-man island of Self-Reliance; Trying to evolve past this crass self-important mammal; Finally dying in triumphant defiance. Solving, alas, the last fortune you’ve been handed To find this defining silence inside Us Designing an inner rhythm’s discipline: (How) to emphatically ramble a passage of stanzas with passionate grammar and infinite wisdom within this resonant whispering? The trick is to actively LISTEN IN… Invisible ink printing, feel what’s written— Sink into a hymn’s sinister rhythm Revealing a vision of him eclipsing tradition, Resisting extinction, By trusting our dreams to live in this open moment. Hold it together or it’s broken forever. Under pressure, This art of war We’ve seemingly fought in your severed Heart’s core, Is really an art of words Healing this precious Heart pure From bleeding scars—read & born To endure a scarlet letter worn, Restarting assured; Seamlessly rebuilding our Will ‘Til the spark in You is vividly restored. Why & Where? Now & Here? What & Who are WE ALL TRULY LIVING FORr? The undecided mind is blindly hiding behind cowering cowards, Dividing these hours-- With “Ours or yours.” I scour these shores For forgotten treasure, Fallen feathers often thought lost forever, Now found, calling to remember The Cause We put together, ‘Cause we all thought it surly matters While crossing these murky waters; Searching for Chaos in this Order— Immersed in a séance between borders… I’ve got resolutions in place To wipe away illusions in our gaze. Can’t stop this Evolution engaged. We’ve sought solutions for Change. Plotting the next movement’s phase. I’ve got resolutions for days To wipe away illusions in our gaze. Can’t stop this Evolution engaged. We’ve sought solutions for change. Plotting the next movement’s phase. Adjust & adapt together Or crushed flat forever To dust, ash & embers. Trust that-- Nothing ever stays... Nothing ever stays the same… Adjust & adapt together Or crushed flat forever To dust, ash & embers. Trust that-- Nothing ever stays... Nothing ever stays the same… Distrust cleverly conspires to escape the blame, While flustered, Denial will never erase the liar’s Pain. The altercation in staging an alteration In the strangest of uneasy places Where we feel the least safest. An arrangement of ageless pages In disarray en-caging me; Vulnerably weeping in my basement of disgraces. Turn a new leaf and about-face These twisting mazes within mazes; Assaulting his sleeping, forsaken patience Encased in a far-reaching jaded complacence. For his need to reattain his estranged engagement With this Planetary mutation; To replace stagnation With unfaltering, Unwavering Inspiration; To create this makeshift altar for these changes and Transformations. A Transmutation. A Transfiguration. ...Entranced... By our collectively adept ascent in this cresting power; To correctly adapt to what’s pressing in this present hour Full of these passing memories of Ours… I’ve got resolutions in place To wipe away illusions in our gaze. Can’t stop this Evolution engaged. We’ve sought solutions for change. Plotting the next movement’s phase. I’ve got resolutions for days, To wipe away illusions in our gaze. Can’t stop this Evolution engaged. We’ve sought solutions for change. Plotting the crescent moon’s next phase. Adjust & adapt together Or crushed flat forever To dust, ash & embers. Trust that-- Nothing ever stays... Nothing ever stays the same… Searching for Chaos in this Order— Immersed in a séance between borders… Searching for Chaos in this Order— Immersed in a séance between borders…
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The first step you take in order to smoothly move past your plastic fragile fears, Is to instantly break borders & used grooves you’ve sadly attached to tragic tears. Collapse & contract within until the Will disappears. Don’t grasp or react— The vision builds ‘til it’s crystal clear. “I’m with you here…” Echoing through the ravaged caverns of a rather endlessly open lotus heart. Beckoning me to travel faster through savage shadows— Trapped in the essentially hopeless lonely dark. My reckoning— Unraveling data, as I spat up a bruising brew’s lesson to see— FOCUS and know your part. The choice is to rejoice or recoil To the Hopes growing in the soils of a new start. Voicing the toils to foil the foibles That defuse the muse with poison darts. Employ this Art In the plot to pull your plug to await Death. It’s not a foolish plunge— Take the step. You fought to do this hunt to recreate the web. Sought to see what’s done when we awake the dead… All My Relations. You’re scared—shaking— Afraid to leave them behind. Call on patience, prepare the spaceship; You’re safe to believe that in the weaving Dreamtime, All will easily unwind As you receive the unseen meaning To this redefined sum of signs Within this engulfed Mind… Trust in the Vine. It’s just dying… An instant transmutation of energy, As I’m witnessing this transforming end-to-me. All entities instinctively know this With enormous empathy & intimacy, From the beginningless beginning Spinning intricately onward, Unfurling worlds towards Infinity. Trust in the Vine, as Love aligns… An instant transmutation of energy, As I’m witnessing this transforming end-to-me. All entities instinctively know this With enormous empathy & intimacy, From the beginningless beginning Spinning intricately onward, Unfurling worlds towards Infinity. I’m here with you ALL-WAYS. Defying fear— Listen to these callings Aligning peers; Slither through my hallways To find the twisted mind redesigns fear, As we witness this Evolving— Problem/Solving. Progression is swift In this dimensional shift, As we perpetually drift From elemental bits Into collective cognizance: From an individual’s limited residual thinking, To a glimpse within the limitless, luminal Infinite. Do you know the difference When sort of sorting the sorely sordid? Commanding a riveting understanding Of my livid lambasted limitations; The gimmick's quickly fading. Swiftly shaving away the bulletproof thickness. Fooling You with an inclusive allusion to an illusive solution. Chipping away the rigid inches Of self-interest's blister picked skin, Within to my simply grinning innocence... Let go of resistance— I move you to the beginning of Existence, To reminisce & reconcile Your differences & denials, Your rigidness & your trials Depicting these mosaic tiles. Embarrassing or cherishing? Contemplate to concentrate your honestness. You’re the inherent Variable To these apparently constrained Constants in your Conscience. Be content with the contents and I’ll tell you who Anand is, As long as your promise to live In harmonious accordance to my Natural Law. Give up your erroneous components to passionately Evolve Passed Enmity’s past enemies To crack identity’s flawed surface. You deserve this— TRUST in me— Love, Be Free In my emergence. As I soak up in scenery to show you what You mean to me, As we slowly grow your purpose-- Unfolding what you’re already unsteadily holding... Trust in the Vine. It’s just dying… An instant transmutation of energy, As I’m witnessing this transforming end-to-me. All entities instinctively know this With enormous empathy & intimacy, From the beginningless beginning Spinning intricately onward, Unfurling worlds towards Infinity. Trust in the Vine, to Purge the Mind… An instant transmutation of energy, As I’m witnessing this transforming end-to-me. All entities instinctively know this With enormous empathy & intimacy, From the beginningless beginning Spinning intricately onward, Unfurling worlds towards Infinity. Integrate interrelations in a time-spaceless oasis To face this Sacred arrangement With the Ancients’ awakened Patience. Courageously shape this heroine to make this A moving case for the human race’s view to raise Way beyond the eons of obscurations Laced in hates’ displaced miscommunication. It’s only You that you are facing. Refrain from painful disdain Detaining the dreams you dare to be chasing. You’ll gain the grain obtained From the seeds you’re carefully raising— AWARENESS TO CHERISH WHAT PAIN IS EXPLAINING. We all suffer in each other: Mothers, Fathers, Sisters, Brothers; Lovers wander existence to discover Under trauma is wisdom to ponder The wonder & honor to live for One another... (W)holy recharged, as open Hearts alone in the dark Pensively penetrate each other deeply; Intensely beseeching Lovers to completely Surrender into the unending tingling dynamic depths of Death. In a single titanic effortless breath, It's riveting; don't panic— What's essentially left Is an unfolding road remolding untold memories; Intimately suturing the imminent Future's unknown energies With the Present's resonance. Rest again my Blessed friends... This too will pass... Trust in the Vine. It’s just dying… An instant transmutation of energy, As I’m witnessing this transforming end-to-me. All entities instinctively know this With enormous empathy & intimacy, From the beginningless beginning Spinning intricately onward, Unfurling worlds towards Infinity. Trust in the Vine, to COME ALIVE… An instant transmutation of energy, As I’m witnessing this transforming end-to-me. All entities instinctively know this With enormous empathy & intimacy, From the beginningless beginning Spinning intricately onward, Unfurling worlds towards Infinity. From the beginningless beginning Spinning intricately onward, Unfurling worlds towards Infinity.........

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'Constant + Variables’, the long-awaited follow up to Super Galactic Expansive’s 2010 debut album ‘Supersensible Science’, is an insightful, introspective, psychedelic odyssey into a powerful & honest Truth of the Universe:

…The only thing that’s Constant in Life is Change, and Change is nothing more than Variables thrown into the Equation of Life…

Super Galactic Expansive is the unique collaborative glitch-hop project of electronic composer, Jamie Watts (KiloWatts) and poet/lyricist, Anand Petigara (Amagine). A distinctive synergy takes place in the studio when these two intriguing minds enter into the creative flow together, finding a unique dynamic and gentle balance, which merges their contrasting art forms into a congruent, singular voice evoking deep, personal and universal meaning all listeners can resonate with. After the release of their highly experimental debut album, Supersensible Science, SGE has processed and integrated the gamut of experiences – the growing pains and growing joys – that have marked their evolution and their lives, to create a stunningly beautiful, intricately precise, and powerfully cathartic expression of an undeniable process we all must engage and endure on our own accord…that of deep and meaningful change in one’s life. Put your headphones on, open your heart and mind, and enjoy this sonic journey into the power of transformation…

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released October 9, 2012

Artwork by Jeramie Bellmay: perceptionaltar.com
All tracks written by Super Galactic Expansive, except "Indra's Web", written by Super Galactic Expansive and The Great Mundane

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Glossy futuristic beats and tomorrow-land synthetic hooks… sci-fi mysticism with sharp social commentary. Rational thought coexists with the trippiest kinds of spiritualist mumbo-jumbo. It’s the kind of thing that would only really work in an alternative universe. Fortunately, SGE has created one. ... more

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