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BRAINO SOY

by Coz the Shroom

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1.
Love Potion (You don't want Magic, you want Magic Bullets part 1) I think it happens every week some berk from the village comes to me they're seeking magic, they think I have the answers One potion of love the money's spent but that's just a bottle of "not consent" Or some other magic bullet like "cure my cancer" Just think of all the secret truths a hag (sage) like me could teach you Just think of all the silent voices, I'll show you they can reach you I'll show you how to find a thread that you won't see unravel I'll send you on a voyage that it takes no time to travel just think of all the wonderous light that I could make illumine you want trinckets and fortunes read, that's not what I've been doin you ask for things you shouldn't such omens won't be friendly Magic bullets aren't a thing that heals me or that mends me it seems like that's the only thing your quest can ever send me Hey you mr. Ugly Your throat should be throttled most of you want sexual coersion in a bottle you aught to be throttled
2.
Rusty Hatchet Look at me! Hey! Hey! Hey! I'm not gonna wipe my ass today! In this dirty heart of mine midnight is coughing time in the buildings piping lead fills the shadows full of dread in the belly of my soul there are oceans deep and cold tells me pain's too slow to catch it I beleive you, rusty hatchet In this tacky fantasy sickness seeps from deep in me in the streets where poison steam lulls the workers into dream the perversion in my mind has a ceaseless grip that grinds all this pain has made me bat shit hand me down your rusty hatchet
3.
sudden attractions Someone new on a fool's natural day I know I had to meet her summer mists stay on my mind I'm not even sure why I need her Life's too bold I'm getting too old you know I had to flee her sunset paints the mountainside I'm sure I don't really need her quell your sudden attraction don't spring to action sudden attraction all the time in the world is a fraction there's never been a trillion years before will this person come to do me harm will they come to dig me up cast me in a storm will this person come to gain my trust which of us will break that bond will it turn to dust If I come to need them all the time wither then shall go my wits reason and my rhyme? love one as you love many as you might love me loving you beware of sudden attractions don't let passion get the better of you quell your sudden attraction don't spring to action it's not war you might wait a trillion years there's never been a trillion years before think about waiting a trillion years cause there's never been a trillion years before there's never been a trillion years before.
4.
Rusty Gate (subconscious clubhouse) (welcome to club subconscious you will be clubbed unconscious) Been strained all day on working haunches It won't be over til oblivion launches in sweaty bars sweat stained paunches squeeze until they go unconscious meduna gas it's a knock out ganzfeld glasses brain waver isolation tank inner journey psychomantium secret shadows Michael Jackson sleep chamber Everything you want without the danger Tripping on entheogenics its all safe baby don't you panic This place is dark with mystery colored lights smoke machine Disco Daddy His little Donna Dance to delirium like everyone wanna meduna gas it's a knock out ganzfeld glasses brain waver isolation tank inner journey psychomantium secret shadows Michael Jackson sleep chamber Everything you want without the danger Tripping on entheogenics its all safe baby don't you panic Soy un Sociopath For drinking draino That home brewed gabba Used to get me braino But getting braino will destroy A Soi Soiciopath A Braino boi meduna gas it's a knock out ganzfeld glasses brain waver isolation tank inner journey psychomantium secret shadows Michael Jackson sleep chamber Everything you want without the danger Tripping on entheogenics its all safe baby don't you panic I/you got no club I'm/you're not winning here comes the music and that's a beginning I/you got my/your mind and its power the club inside subconsciously flowers I/you don't need drugs my/your brain's spinning here comes the music and that's a beginning I/you got a mind cleared of hate time to open that rusty gate stop and look hey hey hey Don't even gonna wipe your ass today stop and listen hey hey hey its time to open that rusty gate
5.
signals on the hill there are bad omens here many bad signs many things I've sacrificed to leave no one behind and I been hunted there's clear signs just the end of my time all of the water is dying the wizened sages turn to yamring louts and now the villages are empty and no one is about I don't know what they're planning but there's signals on the hill don't know who they are maybe never will are they here to rescue me or finish me off? I'm not really sure there are signals on the hill who lights all the fires there makes signals on the hill maybe I should care maybe never will Are they here to purge the earth or guide us to the stars? I'm not really sure there really are signals on the hill I'm sure my father knew what to tell me my father's dead he dont exist the man who calls me son can not be trusted that's not his face no who is this? Why do they hound me? what's the game this time? its cold and foggy The lights are flying closer They catch the dead but not the dying the dead fish river has turned mirky I keep getting tripped up by these vines I don't know what they're planning but there's signals on the hill don't know who they are maybe never will are they here to rescue me or finish me off? I'm not really sure there are signals on the hill who lights all the fires there makes signals on the hill maybe I should care maybe never will Are they here to purge the earth or guide us to the stars? I'm not really sure there really are signals on the hill How am I coming in? you're pretty wavy
6.
Bathosphere 04:08
Bathosphere I'm carrying some trauma to the ocean I'm carrying some nightmares to the deep I'll seal myself inside a tiny bathosphere alone beneath the ocean with my grief I'm descending to be docking with a caisson a vast and distant adamantite vault it's scary hanging by a single cable but I won't be long below after I halt chorus: Down goes my bathosphere carrying down my burdon carrying it to the caisson to lock up carrying down my grief Down goes my bathosphere carrying down my anguish carry it down to the caisson to lock up at the bottom of the deep blue sea Down goes my bathosphere it's a terror to be down so deep I can feel my sealed off atmosphere and there's nothing else to breathe When there's miles of water above me There's two heavy hatches more to go carrying down my grievous burdons and sealing them deep below
7.
La Luz UFO Cult 1966.6 Stay out in the desert long enough and you'll see things you shouldn't see Keep filthy teeth rotten for long enough you'll lick up all your meat Pray to mad gods and pray strong enough and you'll loose all trace of wit If you share absurdities long enough What atrocities you'll comit Master! Here is the body we brought you to abuse Lure you from the outer void, and we are yours to use La Luz UFO Cult 1966.6 La Luz Necrophilia Some of them remain so sick Stay out in the desert long enough and you'll hear sounds that can't exist If you share your madness long enough what atrocities you'll commit Masters! Come down from blackness now we're under seige! Masters! Strike down the deputies, I beg you lord my liege! Master! How is this happening? they'll lock us away! When you pray to a preditor you become the prey! La Luz UFO Cult 1966.6 La Luz Necrophilia Some of them remain so sick
8.
Voices after death All I am is you thinking of me I think its my memory not someone else remembering me but I no longer live so that can't be There's no more time and I am free In other lives I move in dreams oh please be sweet now when you think of me cause all I am is you thinking of me Just think of all that songs that live but the singer lives no longer So whatever you might choose to sing just keep on singing stronger Just think of all the words that wait for you to really read them Those who died are here in words sometimes we really need them Just think of all the things you said not knowing how you've acted we never know the good we've done or lives that we've impacted We'll never draw another breath becoming voices after death It's something that you can't concieve and it will happen here to me all I am is you thinking of me
9.
Mind your Monkey Face monkeys got this way of grooving the body's dead but the hand's still moving some of us are utter wizards at endlessly stuffing our gizzards we don't ever let the trail get cold that's dopamine or so I'm told and in the end we're all the same we chase sensation we need game free will is an illusion let there be no confusion racing with flights of fancy seeing what other's can't see envying the blind I face my monkey mind A monkey's hand stuck in the jar let go to know how free you are But cling too hard to what you're grasping It ties your hand again relapsing we don't ever give up the chase we make descisions with too much haste and when we don't its still a waste dirt always has a dirty taste Monkeys got this way of feeding they like their meat while it's still bleeding some of them teach master classes on sitting on distracted asses don't ever let the trail get cold that's all we do until we're old And in the end all of this stuff will end predictably enough free will is an illusion let there be no confusion racing with flights of fancy seeing what other's can't see envying the blind face your monkey mind mind So sit your monkey ass on down for one more ride to monkey town face your monkey mind now rise up off your monkey ass don't let your time speed idly past face your monkey mind
10.
Mohammet's Comet He was not of this planet Said is name was Mohammet When he spoke I shook like waves in jellied dreams Then a glorious comet shone over Mohammet an intoxicating thrill came over me It appeared that the bounds of the earth had ceased to be... And his starbeams brought beauty shot with unbounded speed with love and exhiliration All the worlds at our feet And we live on a comet Many friends has Mohammet Endless journey with no sorrow fear or grief We can see that the bounds of the earth have ceased to be Riding on this comet, it's opening the universe for me Now I'm free Pick any body I need a new body for me And a new me to be Wonderful Mohammet, where were you going when you found me? How did you know I would leave? Forsake my home and my life? When you called could you see? That I would answer and heed? When you came could you see? How much I longed to be free? And back then wasn't I lost? with every wilderness crossed?
11.
New Body (You don't want magic, you want magic bullets part 2) If there's one thing deep down I know you know the circus will be over no more show So make people happy every way that you can before it is finished then you'll understand one day you'll come for my magic I know cause you always do the secret is really so tragic the truth is so true you want those magic love potions you're no light to the world you just want magic bullets and you're empty and cold nothing makes you happy and your talents were spent on things that only hurt people in the end don't look over your shoulder your time is running out it seems you barely had the time to check things out one day you'll come for my magic I know cause you always do the secret is really so tragic the truth is so true you just want knock her out potions and no love just a hole you just want magic bullets and you're empty and cold I can't wake up I got shadows in my dreams Help me somebody I don't think I feel my body (repeat) I can't shape up the mess is all on me help me warm up I don't think I feel my body the ice you clench is cold now that you're dying how can you feel your body? The chain you break is old you think that you're free and maybe you feel your body The road has been too rough feed me enough and I know I'll feel my body I got little magic maybe just enough now that you're free how do you like your new body? repeat: now that you're free how do you like your new body?

about

This is the last album by "Coz the Shroom" I have put him in exile. I went through hell of the last nine years and much of it was my doing. I discovered, or rather re-discovered the Tao te Ching, which I kinda grew up fascinated with because "Kung Fu" (David Caradine 1972) was my favorite show and absolutely LOVED all the wisdom those monks taught him.
From the Tao te Ching and through a devasting personal confession of my oldest, now very adult child, I began to realize tht my entire self-absorbed persona was the source of my misery. My egotistical and selfish behavior split my family up, got my kids in foster care, encouraged and enabled my wife and oldest child to become drug addicts (now recovered) and gave my family all traumatic mental health issues.
I have to become an unselfish person and learn to be mindful of my ego, because that will always end up causing conflict.
I don't want to contend with people anymore. I don't want to be opinionated anymore. I don't want to desire anything, or become too attached to anything or anyone anymore:

"Like water, the sage abides in a humble place;
in meditation, without desire;
in thoughtfulness, he is profound,
and in his dealings, kind.
In speech, sincerity guides the man of Tao,
and as a leader, he is just.
In management, competence is his aim,
and he ensures the pacing is correct.

Because he does not act for his own ends,
nor cause unnecessary conflict,
he is held to be correct
in his actions towards his fellow man.

The cup is easier to hold
when not filled to overflowing.

The blade is more effective
if not tempered beyond its mettle.

Gold and jade are easier to protect
if possessed in moderation.

He who seeks titles,
invites his own downfall.

The sage works quietly,
seeking neither praise nor fame;
completing what he does with natural ease,
and then retiring.
This is the way and nature of Tao."

"He cleans the dark mirror of his mind,
so that it reflects without intent.
He conducts himself without contriving,
loving the people, and not interfering.

He cultivates without possessing,
thus providing nourishment,
he remains receptive
to changing needs,
and creates without desire.

By leading from behind,
attending to that
which must be done,
he is said to have attained
the mystic state."

I can not make these true and healing words part of my life as long as I continue to promote myself, continue to seek acclaim and notoriety, and act as though I am special and different. I need to live without either fear or hope. I need to let the circumstances and worries of others pass through me like wind. I need to see the good and the bad as two sides of the same thing, and balance the good and bad within myself so that I become like deep, still water, part of life, part of the universe. In harmony. I'm tired of being such an attention whore. I spent four decades in my own little world. I didn't think I would ever voluntarily stop being that person, but there is no other choice for me now. I have a wife and three children, and I am no longer willing to let my ego do the driving.

Personally what I went through and the darkness that my daughter revealed I had put in her actually made me loathe my music and I haven't touched my guitar in months. I have had a few occasions to bring it out and play. I need to embrace it as well, like all the darkness within me. Then I will become like still water and not be troubled. So I'm slowly starting to build myself up as a musician again, but I don't want ego to be any part of that. I don't know how to write songs without ego, so I'm really putting songwriting behind me. Last night I made and ingested cinnamamyladine-bislysergimide and ended up dancing to my (spiritual) brother's music and alternatly shaking a toy rattlesnake and playing hambone on my chest and knees and hands while dancing. THAT is how I want music to be. Something that comes and goes, exists in a moment and is gone in the next. I'm no longer interest in building monuments to myself.
The acid (LSC) I ate last night taught me that I don;'t need to make music. I am music. I can just let music make me instead.

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released June 18, 2023

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Coz the Shroom New Mexico

NOW RETIRED TO BECOME A MONK AND FOLLOW THE TAO TE CHING.
Cassette artist since 1979, Former Austin punk rocker, (18 years in Austin Texas) independent recording artist, and part of the SUCKDOG circus from 1991 to 1998. long time performance artist, writer, and psychonaut. ... more

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