It’s about as best as I get it these days, which seems ok to me. For the most part, there’s a note here and there, practice practice practice. This is hard stuff, and still just beginner stuff. phew
There’s a bit of noise reduction and reverb added to the recording, and it was sped up by 220%. You can see the sheet music used scroll down in the video as the music plays. It doesn’t have the variations that came with the later editions, some are so incredibly nice, but it’s the version I got so I’m playing it :) I’ve already looked around in hopes of acquiring some flashier ones on the cheap, but it’s really low on my priorities for now.
The .wav file is also available on this bandcamp page, free to listen or download.
I’m at looking into fixing up the -bda- gallery page at this point. There’s four items to add so far, and I’ve worked up a better layout and such on the notepads. Going to start a new sequence after the digital-guin. Not restarting the numbering just creating sections with the current series starting off at beurq and spooky, then 022, 023 and so on.
I’ll keep on adding photos of the picture frames as I get funds to print them and stuff, but I’ll move that to a different page, and have the main gallery display the digital versions with links for downloading the highest quality file.
#024, codename “selfie”, was shared already on mastodon.social, you can check it out if you want, I guess. In any case, if you’ve read or scrolled this far, have a preview of #028. No name on this one.
Am aiming at posting all the newly finished bda along with the updated gallery page by the end of this coming weekend.
acab, college, criminal insanity, fake warrants, meditation, unaccountable institutionalized medical abuse and psychiatric torture, unlawful detention, with a decently large sized side order of persisting consequent harassment and hardships
At some point near the end of high school I got interested in eastern philosophies. I use to read a lot more back then. It’s not about faith, and I wasn’t into it because of religious or by what seems to me to be understood as spiritual reasons. But yeah, I used to just sit there and meditate. No one needs any training for that really, just sit there. Breathe, stare into the distance, at a particular spot on the wall or whatever. Let your thoughts pass, don’t pay them any attention. Let them come and go on their own like the clouds in the sky, or waves on a sea. Focus on breathing, scanning every part of your body, relaxing any tension you may find lurking about.
Eventually the senses go on autopilot (whichever ones have you), everything is rested and relax. Like sleeping with your eyes wide open. It’s like you don’t really see the things around you anymore but you know what’s there. You still see around you things that are moving or not, you hear the sounds, the smells, you can still feel from the tip of your toes to the top of your head every part of your body and where it makes contact with clothes, the ground, with the air breezing across the skin of your face as you breathe in and out. You take no effort however in noticing all these things; all your attention is focused on breathing, in and out, on letting your mind stay free from thought, letting them bounce off or bounce through. It’s no matter, ideas go on their way without breaking any of your calm. You just breathe in and out, eyes fixated on that dot in space, remaining just about as motionless as you can be in the torrent of existence.
Then the cops show up at the door with a warrant signed by the city itself apparently (cause you smart enough to look at the damn warrant), telling you your life is in danger and they need to take you away to save you from yourself. We can do this the easy way or we can do it the hard way, they tell you, it’s time to go for a ride.
How good is your kung fu? I kinda chickened out at that point and went for the easy way. Also I lived on a fourth floor at the time so…
Obviously the easy way involves cuffs, precautions as they say. It’s for everyone’s safety, apparently.
them: “You’re feeling angry right now an….”
me: “Oh no. Right now. I’m feeling at peace with my maker. And joy. It’ll be out on break, while I slowly take you apart, piece by piece, as small of them as I can. And with a smile, because I’ll have no shame when it comes back around, and we leave here dripping in your entrails.”
Anyway, as I was saying. Enjoy college while you can kids, cause you know, at some point you run outa money barely making it at a dead-end job, end up unplugging the fridge cause all it has is old yucky chemical mustard, and cops show up at the door to abduct you and take you to some medical facility for a chat, try to convince you 1 and 1 don’t make two and shits. Then obviously, after sending you to a facility for the criminally insane because you’re being uncooperative and disagreeing with their assessments of you, well, once they release you, wether or not, college just doesn’t feel quite the same after… so yeah, cherish and all that.
There you go. You have working thrusters and I see you moving. HUD should be coming back on. So I’ll turn off livestreaming, after telling you to signal back were there ever any other things I could do to help.
Full sonata (including first Allegro) compressed in this short(ish) animation about space rockets and stuff (improved rocket booster! hurray!)
“What do you mean you don’t get it? Nobody gets everything, you don’t want to be nobody. Do you? No one wants that.
Uhmm, well, tough cookies for you then, cause no one ever gets everything they want.”
“How does nobody even gets to be no one?
As long as that’s what nobody wants and that no one gets it.”
I don’t get it.