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Washing My Sins With Star Dust
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A Violent Awakening From Within
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Macabre Zazen
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Blossoming Into Another Reality
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Majestic Black Splendor
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Trapped in a Quasi-Infinite Universe
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Nocturnal Ruminations by the Guardian Guru of Music
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Samadhi
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I Am One of the 36 Tzadikim Nistarim
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Existential Crisis
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Life Must Be Based on a Different Foundation or Else... Yet Another Civilization Will Sink Into Oblivion
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The Black Sun Shone Over the Dead City With Post-Apocalyptic Beauty...
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Thus Spoke the Enlightened Indigo Children
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Whereas Humanity Conducts Its Affairs in the Name of Truth, I Surround Myself With Divine Lies
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Lone Wolf Blues
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Fucking for Freedom
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Failure of the Human Spirit (Or Why It Is Necessary to Be Compassionate Towards All Living Beings)
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The Real Meaning of Our Existence Is Somewhere Between Worlds, Between Realities, in Between Aimless Wandering
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When Earth Had Become a Wasteland and the Universe Had Smashed Into Splinters of Dead Light
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