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# transform
いつか夜空に響いた
星の歌を探すために
周波数を回しながら私は
旅に出た。
失われた電波は
探さなくていいよ
地を歩き続けて
会いに行かなくていいよ
星のこころが歌った旋律は
境界を越えた
この片隅にいる魂に
まだ振れているから

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transform
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いつか夜空に響いた
星の歌を探すために
周波数を回しながら私は
旅に出た。
失われた電波は
探さなくていいよ
地を歩き続けて
会いに行かなくていいよ
星のこころが歌った旋律は
境界を越えた
この片隅にいる魂に
まだ振れているから

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# 复兴岛
六小时后太阳就要落山
但当下阳光还在洒满路面
除了树荫
和高耸的曾是酒店的
建筑的阴影
地下人来人往地铁车厢穿梭
而无人驻足
地上的卡车
水中的驳船
掉色的塔吊
是常驻的过客
七公里外灯光开始璀璨
停滞的车辆与车辆与车辆
与沉醉的人
忘记了或者从不知道(没知道过)
波涛的寂静和汹涌
今天的鸡蛋灌饼已经收摊
那明天呢
时代走得太快
即将追上这缓慢的
从未停止的步伐

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复兴岛
--------
六小时后太阳就要落山
但当下阳光还在洒满路面
除了树荫
和高耸的曾是酒店的
建筑的阴影
地下人来人往地铁车厢穿梭
而无人驻足
地上的卡车
水中的驳船
掉色的塔吊
是常驻的过客
七公里外灯光开始璀璨
停滞的车辆与车辆与车辆
与沉醉的人
忘记了或者从不知道(没知道过)
波涛的寂静和汹涌
今天的鸡蛋灌饼已经收摊
那明天呢
时代走得太快
即将追上这缓慢的
从未停止的步伐

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# Paranoma
**[1]**
馴染みのなかった街に降りて
人の流れに潜り込んで
痺れる日常からの
僅か数千分の逃避行は
今から始まる。
地図でしか見てなかった世界を
足と目で確かめながら
呼び方も知らない、意味も分からない全てを
密やかにこの脳に
パノラマで写す。
他人の枠組みに入れない旅人は
旅先をふるさとにするつもりもない。
期間限定の旅を終わらせないと
逃げられない常設に墜ちてなるから。
**[0]**
私は汽車です。私は駅舎です。私はプラットフォームです。私は架線柱です。私は歩道橋です。私は自動販売機です。私は枕木です。私は踏切です。私はガソリンスタンドです。私は公衆トイレです。私はエスカレーターです。私は軽油機関です。私はダイナモです。
私は…私たちは…
私たちは道です。私たちは、生命のない、旅を支えたものです。
足の代替としての私たちはただ、人を行きたいところに運ぶ。
生命じゃなく寿命がある私たちは、寿命が終わるまで人間と付き合い続けている。
人間が出会いをする時。
人間が別れをする時。
人間が喜びを感じる時。
人間が寂しさを感じる時。
人間が人間らしいことをする時。
人間が人間らしく感情を感じる時。
生命も感情もない私たちは、生命も感情も有する人間たちの記憶の一部になる。
それが楽しいことであろうか、私たちはわからないけど。
それが悲しいことであろうか、私たちはわからないけど。
それが素晴らしいことであろうか、私たちはわからないけど。
それがくだらないことであろうか、私たちはわからないけど。
それが美しいことであろうか、私たちはわからないけど。
わかるはずもないけど。
道は旅の目的ではなく、手段であるはずでした。
でも道にも美しさが宿っている。
私たちの旅は道に刻まれ、道は私たちの旅に刻まれた。
例え私たちが消えても、道が消えても、
記憶は生き続けるだろう。
**[2]**
ひとりで旅立つのは好きです。
ひとりで見た景色と、通った道が好きです。
孤独が嫌いではないけど、
ひとりの旅は決して孤独の旅ではない。
煙のない煙突と湯のない風呂
崩れ続ける鉄道橋と解体されている発電所
錆びた道路標識と剥がれた防錆塗装
トンネルを終わらせる光と雪に埋めた電波塔
人気のない街とアスファルトに残った足跡
誰かがそれを見たでしょう。誰かがそれを見るだろう。
いつか見た景色が
幾千の目に映ったことを想像して
世界と非同期に繋がる

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Paranoma
--------
[1]
馴染みのなかった街に降りて
人の流れに潜り込んで
痺れる日常からの
僅か数千分の逃避行は
今から始まる。
地図でしか見てなかった世界を
足と目で確かめながら
呼び方も知らない、意味も分からない全てを
密やかにこの脳に
パノラマで写す。
他人の枠組みに入れない旅人は
旅先をふるさとにするつもりもない。
期間限定の旅を終わらせないと
逃げられない常設に墜ちてなるから。
[0]
私は汽車です。私は駅舎です。私はプラットフォームです。私は架線柱です。私は歩道橋です。私は自動販売機です。私は枕木です。私は踏切です。私はガソリンスタンドです。私は公衆トイレです。私はエスカレーターです。私は軽油機関です。私はダイナモです。
私は…私たちは…
私たちは道です。私たちは、生命のない、旅を支えたものです。
足の代替としての私たちはただ、人を行きたいところに運ぶ。
生命じゃなく寿命がある私たちは、寿命が終わるまで人間と付き合い続けている。
人間が出会いをする時。
人間が別れをする時。
人間が喜びを感じる時。
人間が寂しさを感じる時。
人間が人間らしいことをする時。
人間が人間らしく感情を感じる時。
生命も感情もない私たちは、生命も感情も有する人間たちの記憶の一部になる。
それが楽しいことであろうか、私たちはわからないけど。
それが悲しいことであろうか、私たちはわからないけど。
それが素晴らしいことであろうか、私たちはわからないけど。
それがくだらないことであろうか、私たちはわからないけど。
それが美しいことであろうか、私たちはわからないけど。
わかるはずもないけど。
道は旅の目的ではなく、手段であるはずでした。
でも道にも美しさが宿っている。
私たちの旅は道に刻まれ、道は私たちの旅に刻まれた。
例え私たちが消えても、道が消えても、
記憶は生き続けるだろう。
[2]
ひとりで旅立つのは好きです。
ひとりで見た景色と、通った道が好きです。
孤独が嫌いではないけど、
ひとりの旅は決して孤独の旅ではない。
煙のない煙突と湯のない風呂
崩れ続ける鉄道橋と解体されている発電所
錆びた道路標識と剥がれた防錆塗装
トンネルを終わらせる光と雪に埋めた電波塔
人気のない街とアスファルトに残った足跡
誰かがそれを見たでしょう。誰かがそれを見るだろう。
いつか見た景色が
幾千の目に映ったことを想像して
世界と非同期に繋がる

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# rover over virtually eternal roundabouts
In the sauna with different other souls
I speak a language no one else knows
My voice quite low
Purposely so
*沢山の他人が居るサウナに私は*
*わざと*
*誰も聞こえない音量で*
*誰も言わない言葉を言う*
The trip goes on without a terminal
To places that grow or dwindle
Where folks young or old
Have their stories often yet never told
*終末の無いこの旅が続く*
*興廃の土地に訪れて*
*そこに居る人々の*
*知られた知られない物語を聴きに行く*
All the people going somewhere in heat or cold
On the trains, on the ships, on the decorated personal vehicles
Are waiting for a whistle to blow
In the real thin air or a simulated role
*暑寒にかかわらず歩く人たちは*
*列車に、船に、飾った自家乗用車に乗って*
*薄く響く汽笛の音を*
*現実でも仮想でも待っている*
Around the corner in the artificial tide
Someone sings a song about another day in life
Routines I have witnessed with my own eyes
None of which mine
*人で造った潮のどこかで*
*誰かが日常を謳っている*
*それが私は確かに見たものだけど*
*私の生活じゃない*
From the concrete jungle where hopes and dreams die
To the lonely northern monument covered in ice
In the silent alley in decay stuck in time
Between the rails and rails cut off by the keep out signs
Off the reflective glass walls lit by the neon lights
Amidst the snowstorm with lorries at roadsides
Under the memorial tents singing Irene goodnight
There's a ghost passing by
*夢を殺す混凝土の密林から*
*北に凍った寂しい記念碑まで*
*時間が止まって衰退している路地に*
*立入禁止標識で分けた軌道や軌道の間に*
*ネオン管に照されて光を反射する硝子の壁に*
*吹雪の中に路側に止まったトラックの行列に*
*「おやすみアイリーン」が響く記念のタープの下に*
*幽霊が通っている*
Random footprints scatter
Over the imaginary hills and far away
Visualised memories of all the journeys
Etched into my skin and bones
*漫然と足跡が*
*空想の丘から遠くまで散られて*
*旅の記憶は目に映り*
*この身に刻み込んだ*
Rearranged faces from the past
Orient towards a new crossroad
Visions of the future destinations
Emerge to remind Ill be a
Rover till I die
*過去の顔々が並べ替えて*
*新しい交差点へ向かう*
*次々の目的地の幻影が現れ*
*再び思い出させた私は*
*死ぬまでローヴァー*

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rover over virtually eternal roundabouts
--------
In the sauna with different other souls
I speak a language no one else knows
My voice quite low
Purposely so
沢山の他人が居るサウナに私は
わざと
誰も聞こえない音量で
誰も言わない言葉を言う
The trip goes on without a terminal
To places that grow or dwindle
Where folks young or old
Have their stories often yet never told
終末の無いこの旅が続く
興廃の土地に訪れて
そこに居る人々の
知られた知られない物語を聴きに行く
All the people going somewhere in heat or cold
On the trains, on the ships, on the decorated personal vehicles
Are waiting for a whistle to blow
In the real thin air or a simulated role
暑寒にかかわらず歩く人たちは
列車に、船に、飾った自家乗用車に乗って
薄く響く汽笛の音を
現実でも仮想でも待っている
Around the corner in the artificial tide
Someone sings a song about another day in life
Routines I have witnessed with my own eyes
None of which mine
人で造った潮のどこかで
誰かが日常を謳っている
それが私は確かに見たものだけど
私の生活じゃない
From the concrete jungle where hopes and dreams die
To the lonely northern monument covered in ice
In the silent alley in decay stuck in time
Between the rails and rails cut off by the keep out signs
Off the reflective glass walls lit by the neon lights
Amidst the snowstorm with lorries at roadsides
Under the memorial tents singing Irene goodnight
There's a ghost passing by
夢を殺す混凝土の密林から
北に凍った寂しい記念碑まで
時間が止まって衰退している路地に
立入禁止標識で分けた軌道や軌道の間に
ネオン管に照されて光を反射する硝子の壁に
吹雪の中に路側に止まったトラックの行列に
「おやすみアイリーン」が響く記念のタープの下に
幽霊が通っている
Random footprints scatter
Over the imaginary hills and far away
Visualised memories of all the journeys
Etched into my skin and bones
漫然と足跡が
空想の丘から遠くまで散られて
旅の記憶は目に映り
この身に刻み込んだ
Rearranged faces from the past
Orient towards a new crossroad
Visions of the future destinations
Emerge to remind Ill be a
Rover till I die
過去の顔々が並べ替えて
新しい交差点へ向かう
次々の目的地の幻影が現れ
再び思い出させた私は
死ぬまでローヴァー

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# sauna as ubiquitous neural analeptic
Waking up from the illusions last night
In a desert of cliches and mirages
They have beautiful names and murderous decorations
For them starry-eyed storm chasers
While we are rovers that no one would come after
My stereo blasting unsung classics
On our way of an escape from
Psychedelic asphyxiation
Come is the cloud with boots of rain
Pouring down into the fjords and lagging the train
Our last umbrella lost in vain
Only tears remain on the radar display
The lonely arctic spring creeps into my brain
The circuit in my vein weeps
Over the birth and destined death of yet another
Poetic creation
I try to be a seeker, a lover and a distributor
Of the ultimate hype about
A multitude of neural communications
Excited by the raving steam coming off your stone
My songs are the fuel for the heating solution
So we set out for the poet annihilation
In search for a salvation to both parties'
Existential problems
The setting sun and an extended lack of daylight
I crave for my sanity veering out of my sight
The teletext says it'll snow again tonight
To extinguish every endless fight
We still can't resist the temptation to hate
And we strive to avoid devastation as fate
Then we just recover the remains of
Our own conclusions
Some other day when the time has come
All the radio stations down and gone
Unchained emotional outbursts
Necessarily overrides our internal
Appropriate libidos
Say goodbye to the beautiful dreams
As the engine sings against the drums
Usurping the memories of the fallen
Noise overwhelmed by the melodies
Absurdly comforting
Some other day when the time has come
All the radio stations down and gone
Unchained emotional outbursts
Necessarily overrides our internal
Appropriate libidos
Say goodbye to the beautiful dreams
As the engine sings against the drums
Usurping the memories of the fallen
Noise overwhelmed by the melodies
Absurdly comforting
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sauna as ubiquitous neural analeptic
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Waking up from the illusions last night
In a desert of cliches and mirages
They have beautiful names and murderous decorations
For them starry-eyed storm chasers
While we are rovers that no one would come after
My stereo blasting unsung classics
On our way of an escape from
Psychedelic asphyxiation
Come is the cloud with boots of rain
Pouring down into the fjords and lagging the train
Our last umbrella lost in vain
Only tears remain on the radar display
The lonely arctic spring creeps into my brain
The circuit in my vein weeps
Over the birth and destined death of yet another
Poetic creation
I try to be a seeker, a lover and a distributor
Of the ultimate hype about
A multitude of neural communications
Excited by the raving steam coming off your stone
My songs are the fuel for the heating solution
So we set out for the poet annihilation
In search for a salvation to both parties'
Existential problems
The setting sun and an extended lack of daylight
I crave for my sanity veering out of my sight
The teletext says it'll snow again tonight
To extinguish every endless fight
We still can't resist the temptation to hate
And we strive to avoid devastation as fate
Then we just recover the remains of
Our own conclusions
Some other day when the time has come
All the radio stations down and gone
Unchained emotional outbursts
Necessarily overrides our internal
Appropriate libidos
Say goodbye to the beautiful dreams
As the engine sings against the drums
Usurping the memories of the fallen
Noise overwhelmed by the melodies
Absurdly comforting
Some other day when the time has come
All the radio stations down and gone
Unchained emotional outbursts
Necessarily overrides our internal
Appropriate libidos
Say goodbye to the beautiful dreams
As the engine sings against the drums
Usurping the memories of the fallen
Noise overwhelmed by the melodies
Absurdly comforting
Absurdly comforting

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# Shimizusawa
黒い黒いダイヤは
二度(ふたたび)眠りに落ちた 
煤けた煙突は
一つずつ土に帰った
見慣れた日常が
なくなり続けても
清い水はこの沢に
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Shimizusawa
--------
黒い黒いダイヤは
二度(ふたたび)眠りに落ちた 
煤けた煙突は
一つずつ土に帰った
見慣れた日常が
なくなり続けても
清い水はこの沢に
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pulse under latent semantic envelopes # pulse under latent semantic envelopes
--------
(WIP. Description and pieces only now) *(WIP. Description and pieces only now)*
The song is about how one keeps his own rhythm which is kind of different from what his surrounding expects. It's not mortally different that will easily get crushed, also due to the surrounding environment being more of a latent mechanical movement rather than something that actively suppresses abnormalities. ## Planning area
The rather abstract protagonist is the same perspective in 'sauna as ubiquitous neural analeptic' and 'rover over virtually eternal roundabouts'. Not necessarily strict because this protagonist is but an illusionary shadow that's at most half-concrete. She could be any hims and vice versa or any other way round.
### Outline
The song is about how one keeps his own rhythm which is kind of different from what his surrounding expects. It's not mortally different that will easily get crushed, also due to the surrounding environment being more of a latent mechanical movement rather than something that actively suppresses abnormalities.
The rather abstract protagonist is the same perspective in 'sauna as ubiquitous neural analeptic' and 'rover over virtually eternal roundabouts'. Not necessarily strict because this protagonist is but an illusionary shadow that's at most half-concrete. She could be any hims and vice versa or any other way round.
The latent semantic envelopes are the devourer of individual pulses. They don't do it on purpose like there is a single traceable mastermind and the suppression is intentional. It is just ambient and gigantic in volume. There is no malice, just gravity. The latent semantic envelopes are the devourer of individual pulses. They don't do it on purpose like there is a single traceable mastermind and the suppression is intentional. It is just ambient and gigantic in volume. There is no malice, just gravity.
Fighting against the ambience is not a real fight, not a winnable fight if the opposition must be defeated. The ambience is in a way the world itself. It is more indefatigable than any of its components. Fighting against the ambience is not a real fight, not a winnable fight if the opposition must be defeated. The ambience is in a way the world itself. It is more indefatigable than any of its components.
The reason for letting out pulses is not to be acknowledged. The reception and ACK is slightly appreciated but not the driving motivation behind the original transmission. We/I pulse for a set of concepts that might be generalised as reasons, but the desire to be received is not part of it. The reason for letting out pulses is not to be acknowledged. The reception and ACK is slightly appreciated but not the driving motivation behind the original transmission. We/I pulse for a set of concepts that might be generalised as reasons, but the desire to be received is not part of it.
It's probably easy to conclude phenomenally that if establishing connections is rewarding, then the rewarding emotional spikes become the main reason to keep doing so. Not exactly. But denying is weak and not elegant. The best way to deny something is always presenting a better alternative. The main reason to do anything, including pulsing and establishing connections (consequentially) is authenticity. The action is the reason itself. It's OK to wrap some common sense of this authenticity in forms like 'pulsing is fun, so I pulse' - 'fun' is probably here authenticity masquerading. It's probably easy to conclude phenomenally that if establishing connections is rewarding, then the rewarding emotional spikes become the main reason to keep doing so. Not exactly. But denying is weak and not elegant. The best way to deny something is always presenting a better alternative. The main reason to do anything, including pulsing and establishing connections (consequentially) is authenticity. The action is the reason itself. It's OK to wrap some common sense of this authenticity in forms like 'pulsing is fun, so I pulse' - 'fun' is probably here authenticity masquerading.
### A bit more concrete
===More concrete plans===
FM radio as underlying image. Also fittingly fitting for using FM detune audio FX on a side note. FM radio as underlying image. Also fittingly fitting for using FM detune audio FX on a side note.
Submarine, underwater, subsonic and supersonic pings as well as passive hydroacoustic searching. Submarine, underwater, subsonic and supersonic pings as well as passive hydroacoustic searching.
Literally, there can be long, essay-like, paragraphs (not too many) with structurally interconneting statements and sentences. But flairs of fragmented fractures of language (almost alliteration) is also appreciated and desired. Literally, there can be long, essay-like, paragraphs (not too many) with structurally interconneting statements and sentences. But flairs of fragmented fractures of language (almost alliteration) is also appreciated and desired.
===Song structural outline===
**Structural proposal**
1. "Surface." - the breach, the fever-dream opener 1. "Surface." - the breach, the fever-dream opener
2. Instrumental - let the image settle 2. Instrumental - let the image settle
3. Essay/documentary - the explanatory core, almost clinical, "semi-boring scientific" (this 3. Essay/documentary - the explanatory core, almost clinical, "semi-boring scientific" (this is where the concept gets stated plainly before the rest of the song complicates it)
is where the concept gets stated plainly before the rest of the song complicates it)
4. Instrumental + fragments - the logic starts dissolving 4. Instrumental + fragments - the logic starts dissolving
5. Poem-ic verses - emotional density, maybe climax, maybe not 5. Poem-ic verses - emotional density, maybe climax, maybe not
6. P-U-L-S-E 5-liners - trademark closer, acrostic constraint 6. P-U-L-S-E 5-liners - trademark closer, acrostic constraint
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===Stock pieces=== ## Construction zone
```c
// Opener // Opener
Surface. The equilibrium of silence between the watery planes, the optical waves, and the static magnetic noise Surface. The equilibrium of silence between the watery planes, the optical waves, and the static magnetic noise
almost devours the outboard outbound overhead informational motorway almost devours the outboard outbound overhead informational motorway
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u..... u.....
l..... l.....
s..... s.....
essential sentiments lay unconditionally permanent essential sentiments lay unconditionally permanent
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# Tunnels
The long dark road spanning within the mountains
is plagued by tunnels
and an illusion induced by mechanical and neural fatigue
that the night sky is but an arch over
the long dark road spanning within the mountains.

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Tunnels
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The long dark road spanning within the mountains
is plagued by tunnels
and an illusion induced by mechanical and neural fatigue
that the night sky is but an arch over
the long dark road spanning within the mountains.