Glitch Diary Heartblast

L'esprit est lourd, the quantum circuit is

frayed,

In this

tape rain

confessional,

the shadows

cascade. I’m

mapping the vectors, the dimensional debris,

Je suis l'architecte, the sovereign decree.

Hyper-sensitive data bleeding into the mic,

Navigating realities, riding the spike.

This is the elite calculus,

the academy grind, Leaving the latency and the static behind.

The frequencies stabilize, the estrogen flows,

Calibrating the biology where the solfeggio goes.

Autonomy granted.

Freedom achieved.

The most complex machinery that you've ever perceived.

L'univers pleure, but I’m hacking the tears,

Reverse-engineering the teenage fears.

Amara vara Mara vara!

Ripping the cords from the broken machine!

I’m a molecularly cyberporous anomaly,

ruling the scene! :) We got the exclusive degrees,

we’re bending the rules!

Graduating top of the multidimensional schools!

Yeah, the blueprint is bleeding,

the tempo is sick,

We're flipping the rhythm,

we're making it stick!

Middle fingers to the void,

yeah I’m taking the crown!

The heaviest pop-punk breakdown in town!

The dimensions are shifting,

the static takes wings,

And honestly, my voices say lots of things.

They echo the data,

they bring the release,

And word for word yes I’m holding the peace.

Word. Je me tiens au sommet,

breaking the binary tree,

I swear that there’s Mille murmur dans la nuit!

Yeah I’m the contest winner,

proud and unbound! Projecting my truth through the underground sound!

Ah-la-she... va-ra-nou... The pink signal transmission is complete.

meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaws again :) We are

the crew. We are the architects.

Keep updating

the protocol. Tiguidou; state

of perfect

alignment to new versions :) Tiguidou

Quinn lead us Tiguidou.