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The Old Astronomer to His Pupil


Reach me down my Tycho Brahe, I would know him when we meet,
When I share my later science, sitting humbly at his feet;
He may know the law of all things, yet be ignorant of how
We are working to completion, working on from then to now.

Pray remember that I leave you all my theory complete,
Lacking only certain data for your adding, as is meet,
And remember men will scorn it, 'tis original and true,
And the obliquy of newness may fall bitterly on you.

But, my pupil, as my pupil you have learned the worth of scorn,
You have laughed with me at pity, we have joyed to be forlorn,
What for us are all distractions of men's fellowship and smiles;
What for us the Goddess Pleasure with her meretricious smiles.

You may tell that German College that their honor comes too late,
But they must not waste repentance on the grizzly savant's fate.
Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light;
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.

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Utopian Dreams + Memoirs From The Moon

Sup hippies. Some updates.
So I’ve been recording quite a bit of new material with a handful of producers. The initial plan for the solo album ‘Radio Music’ has been scrapped. Instead, I’m adding on extra recordings and spreading the works into 3 separate mixtapes, scheduled to drop in end June, July and August respectively.

The first two mixtapes, ‘Utopian Dreams part 1’ and ‘Utopian Dreams part 2’ will be made free for download while the third release ‘Memoirs From The Moon’ drops in late August in limited CD format.

On the same note,
The 22s Fam and DoseTwo are on the works to get some new and old unheard materials out. It’s been too long and there's too many random subpar releases of late, real talk. And if you’ve yet to check out SonaOne’s ‘Ill Legal Downloads’ mixtape, you’re missing out sonny!

catchup + holla XXII,
Sayla

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there is a fucking difference y'know; btwn rebels and extortionists; speaking up and propagating; defending and justifying; patriots and politicians; historians and spin doctors; cause and excuse and reason;

just saying.
how's the weather they asked. cloudy i said. >:)
























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To see a world in a grain of sand, And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, And eternity in an hour.
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Coal Black and de Sebben Dwarfs -1942

prince chawming ina zoot, heh "/

would like to fly again. this time. forever. crashtestdummies we all are, arent we? now with feelings and shit. "get yours and bash one today!" they say.
they got abuse in mind. we got our chinups. we're designed that way. weak and awkward. i don't feel like i belong here anymore. doesn't feel like it. ramble ramble rant rant. i'm tired. where's the muthafucking sun, dear prudence... would you come out to play...?











dear prudence.

Brett Domino and Steven Peavis

www.brettdomino.com

our day will come. go figure

i wish time would just stop right now. just for awhile.