More experiments with hyperion and Jamstix v rough example
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- 12367 posts since 30 Apr, 2002 from i might peeramid
please excuse me 
due to the veritable pit of paranoia i have been placed in by the constancy of actual attacks, i have become extremely wary about downloading anything, especially music created with my vst and posted where i will notice it.
since i don't know who you are, you could be one of those commercial cronies like.. well.. that would make me sound really paranoid if i listed them, so people will have to keep their eyes open for themselves. better that than see how amazingly paranoid i am.
it's a miserable way to exist, so please don't suffer for my lack of responsivity. the best thing to do is keep plugging away at a conscionable form of human society and hope my consciousness evolves out of whatever abominable oubliette it seems to have found its way to.
due to the veritable pit of paranoia i have been placed in by the constancy of actual attacks, i have become extremely wary about downloading anything, especially music created with my vst and posted where i will notice it.
since i don't know who you are, you could be one of those commercial cronies like.. well.. that would make me sound really paranoid if i listed them, so people will have to keep their eyes open for themselves. better that than see how amazingly paranoid i am.
it's a miserable way to exist, so please don't suffer for my lack of responsivity. the best thing to do is keep plugging away at a conscionable form of human society and hope my consciousness evolves out of whatever abominable oubliette it seems to have found its way to.
you come and go, you come and go. amitabha neither a follower nor a leader be tagore "where roads are made i lose my way" where there is certainty, consideration is absent.
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- 9 posts since 30 Jan, 2007 from Melbourne Australia
my slip, rurik! 
i'm your loyal customer Neville, noach at mac dot com
kvr won't let me embed soundcloud's player, so a link was all i could manage.
btw soundcloud is a good prophylactic safe-share music distribution site - it hates pests as much as you and i.
regards
Neville
i'm your loyal customer Neville, noach at mac dot com
kvr won't let me embed soundcloud's player, so a link was all i could manage.
btw soundcloud is a good prophylactic safe-share music distribution site - it hates pests as much as you and i.
regards
Neville
Mac Pro Xeon 3GHz Quad x2 16GB 4TB OS X 10.5.6 Live8 Logic8 Plogue Max/MSP xoxos
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- 12367 posts since 30 Apr, 2002 from i might peeramid
i am driven far beyond the bounds of fear of reproach for public displays of sheer seemingly irrational paranoia. it's a survival trait. some people don't like me, paying money to gain my confidence is immaterial in their field.
somebody is really really f**king with me for a long time now. deadly around the corner projectile tarantula attacks, even in my yard sort of thing.
some days it's not so bad
i had some traumatic childhood experiences (bombing, killing, moving to the wrong culture) and then, after having developed profound aural retention to assist in engineering and composition, someone decided to lace my weed and spend time whispering outside my window every night and waking me up every few hours. i cannot tell you what they did to my consciousness because they don't make movies about this kind of thing.
they turned the whole neighborhood against me, everyone took part. ripped my plants out, spray painted a tag on my wall to let everyone know what was gonig on. then they removed the tag and i came home and my doors were open and my equipment was being used in the house across the street.
that 2+ months of sleepless psychological torture (that area had audible gunfire on the street weekly at minimum, and there were a number of connected events leading up to the robbery, i heard the voices and shots, i don't know how they think i'm involved or how i'm supposed to think they think i'm involved..) was the beginning of a chain of actively contrived events.
but they murdered someone or something somehow connected to it and used a combination of things to really f**k with my head. if it was happening to someone else it would be crazy.
it runs in the family. shit, i mean. intelligence shit. my father says his intelligence career was with two nations. i doubt the delineation is accurate.
i just have to deal with my different involvement with the world. i don't have hours to make a convincing exposition about it to everyone i meet, so i must accept being misunderstood and ridiculed, or, as the case may be, obfuscated, silly or needlessly painful.
somebody is really really f**king with me for a long time now. deadly around the corner projectile tarantula attacks, even in my yard sort of thing.
some days it's not so bad
i had some traumatic childhood experiences (bombing, killing, moving to the wrong culture) and then, after having developed profound aural retention to assist in engineering and composition, someone decided to lace my weed and spend time whispering outside my window every night and waking me up every few hours. i cannot tell you what they did to my consciousness because they don't make movies about this kind of thing.
they turned the whole neighborhood against me, everyone took part. ripped my plants out, spray painted a tag on my wall to let everyone know what was gonig on. then they removed the tag and i came home and my doors were open and my equipment was being used in the house across the street.
that 2+ months of sleepless psychological torture (that area had audible gunfire on the street weekly at minimum, and there were a number of connected events leading up to the robbery, i heard the voices and shots, i don't know how they think i'm involved or how i'm supposed to think they think i'm involved..) was the beginning of a chain of actively contrived events.
but they murdered someone or something somehow connected to it and used a combination of things to really f**k with my head. if it was happening to someone else it would be crazy.
it runs in the family. shit, i mean. intelligence shit. my father says his intelligence career was with two nations. i doubt the delineation is accurate.
i just have to deal with my different involvement with the world. i don't have hours to make a convincing exposition about it to everyone i meet, so i must accept being misunderstood and ridiculed, or, as the case may be, obfuscated, silly or needlessly painful.
you come and go, you come and go. amitabha neither a follower nor a leader be tagore "where roads are made i lose my way" where there is certainty, consideration is absent.