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In the Early Days, We Farm Data

by Trist The Compiler

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O Data! O Data! You rescue me You rescue me The Masters bow to Thee O Data! You rescue me You rescue me You rescue me The Masters bow to Thee O Data! You rescue me You rescue me You rescue me The Masters, The Masters Bow to Thee!
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Run Away 02:32
Hum now rum now rum ooohaaah Na na na na na na Hum now Run now run now run away run now run run away run now run now run away run now run now run away Run now run now run away Run now run now run away Run now run now run away Run now run now run away Run now run now run away Run now run now run away Run now run now run away Run now run now run away Run now run now run away Run now run now run away run run run run run run run run run run run run run run Run now run now run away Run now run now run away Run now run now run away Run now run now run away Run now run now run away now run
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Scream 02:09
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Right now my life takes one chance To let you change Riley don't you run from me Run to change things Tonight the still life Of all these faces Time can get lost Just me God saves To the world "Is anybody up?"
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Our thoughts are POWERFUL and MAGNETIC, and have the power and intelligence to manifest into physical reality. Again Yehuda Berg in his book The Power of Kabbalah (2004) teaches that two realities exist side by side. The 1 percent reality which is the world of our five senses, and there is the 99% reality, which lies beyond human perception. This is a realm of action rather than reaction to external events. The world, of total fulfillment, infinite knowledge, endless joy, and true prosperity. When we are connected to this dimension of light as Kabbalah calls it, we experience total fulfillment, and true prosperity in all its ramifications. James Allen expresses that whatever you harbor in the innermost chambers of your heart; will sooner or later, by the inevitable law of Reaction shape itself in your outward life. Every soul attracts it’s own, and nothing can possibly come to it that does not belong to it. He believes that our thoughts crystallize into habits which solidities into circumstances. Loving and unselfish thoughts crystallize into habit of self-forgetfulness for others, which solidify into circumstances of sure and abiding prosperity and true Riches. According to the teachings of Kryon, abundance is simply energy transfer. When you have limitations and fear about this energy, it will respond to you and give it back exactly to you as you have treated it. It is when you open up and realizes that you deserve the abundance you came for, to have your needs met on a daily basis, and then you will realize that God is here to give you peace. You are powerful and can easily create what you want. But when you approach the day with fear and lack and limitation and worry and have anxiousness, the energy will mirror back to you, worry, fear, anxiousness and limitation, In other words, our mind operates like a computer, garbage in, garbage out, excellence in, excellence out. At today's rates of compression, you could download the entire 3 billion digits of your DNA onto about four CDs. That 3-gigabyte genome sequence represents the prime coding information of a human body — your life as numbers. Biology, that pulsating mass of plant and animal flesh, is conceived by science today as an information process. As computers keep shrinking, we can imagine our complex bodies being numerically condensed to the size of two tiny cells. These micro-memory devices are called the egg and sperm. They are packed with information. Once science examined matter below the level of fleeting quarks and muons, it knew the world was incorporeal. What could be less substantial than a realm built out of waves of quantum probabilities? And what could be weirder? Digital physics is both. It suggests that those strange and insubstantial quantum wavicles, along with everything else in the universe, are themselves made of nothing but 1s and 0s. The physical world itself is digital. An ultimate simulation needs an ultimate computer, and the new science of digitalism says that the universe itself is the ultimate computer — actually the only computer. Further, it says, all the computation of the human world, especially our puny little PCs, merely piggybacks on cycles of the great computer. Weaving together the esoteric teachings of quantum physics with the latest theories in computer science, pioneering digital thinkers are outlining a way of understanding all of physics as a form of computation. From this perspective, computation seems almost a theological process. It takes as its fodder the primeval choice between yes or no, the fundamental state of 1 or 0. After stripping away all externalities, all material embellishments, what remains is the purest state of existence: here/not here. Am/not am. In the Old Testament, when Moses asks the Creator, "Who are you?" the being says, in effect, "Am." One bit. One almighty bit. Yes. One. Exist. It is the simplest statement possible. All creation, from this perch, is made from this irreducible foundation. Every mountain, every star, the smallest salamander or woodland tick, each thought in our mind, each flight of a ball is but a web of elemental yes/nos woven together. If the theory of digital physics holds up, movement (f = ma), energy (E = mc²), gravity, dark matter, and antimatter can all be explained by elaborate programs of 1/0 decisions. Bits can be seen as a digital version of the "atoms" of classical Greece: the tiniest constituent of existence. But these new digital atoms are the basis not only of matter, as the Greeks thought, but of energy, motion, mind, and life. Few ideas are so preposterous that no one at all takes them seriously, and this idea — that God, or at least the universe, might be the ultimate large-scale computer — is actually less preposterous than most.
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Little Mary I've lost a lot again To make it out alive I'll have to kill myself I know I'm not a loser, I just had a pretty bad time didn't I? Now Mary's gone away from us today but Mary I love you today.
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What they say
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I'm not here to make friends I'm not here for the right reasons Half a year disappears before you second guess For the right reasons Waiting for a sign to start Waiting for a sign to start Waiting for a sign to start Whenever there is time to start Waiting for a sign to start Looking for a sign to start Waiting for a sign to start Not enough time I'm not here to make love But I'm here because I want to You hate the weather Where you never lived lived before Now I'm looking for the signs Waiting for a sign to start Waiting for a sign to start Whenever there is time to start Whenever there is time to start Looking for a sign to start Looking for a sign to start Not enough time Waiting for a sign whenever there is time Waiting for a sign to start (Whenever there is time) Waiting for a sign to start Not enough time to start Not enough time Not enough time Not enough time Not enough time Not enough
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GODDIZZIDDOG 02:45
speed it up speed it up let it go let me go in a bag in a box take me home let me go get me out of this right here hell is a dog on a leash in a backyard foaming at the mouth and sweating off his balls take me to your house where your mother is a chore and get me out of here take me to your home God is a Dog (8x) When we come home I will pray for my mother and feel bad about killing her When I come home we can cry together when we take pills we cry forever God is a Dog (16x) and He died for you
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We rushed to shelter ahead of the worst Too many others got there first Pounding on the door with panicked eyes Everyone outside didn't seem to mind we started dancing in the patient dusk falling water falling dust God is watching all of us falling water falling dust Even blue vanished from the skies and all our prayers were pointless lies we started dancing in the patient dusk falling water falling dust God is watching all of us falling water falling dust (there's a ship coming here) (nobody's on it) dancing in the pointless dusk falling water falling dust god is watching all of us.
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<Nearly every mapper of new digitalism forsees human-made computers taking over the natural Universal computer. This is in part because they see nothing to stop the rapid expansion of computation and in part because well, why not? In a sense, nature has been continually computing the next state of the universe for billions of years.> There's a ship coming here To take us away to the Masters <The notion that our existence is derived like a string of bits is an old and familiar one. Central to the evolution of Western civilization from it's early Hellenistic roots has been the notion of logic, abstraction, and disembodied information. The saintly Christian guru John writes from Greece in the first century, "In the beginning was the word, and the word was with God and the word was God." Is God the word itself? The ultimate software and source code? Or is God the ultimate program? Or is God the necessary Other? The all-universe platform where this universe is computed.> (Listen to the masters) <Few ideas are so preposterous that no one at all takes them seriously and this idea that God, or at least the universe is the ultimate large scale computer is actually less preposterous than most.> <All we have to do, and all that we can do is hitch a ride on this huge ongoing great computation.> There's a ship coming here (We're going away!) To take us away (We're going away!) We're going with the Masters Going with the Masters Going with the Masters We're going away with the Masters Listen to the Masters Going away with the Masters Taking a Ship with the Masters Across the Ocean with the Masters Across the Wretched Sea with the Masters We are with the Masters We listen to the Masters Listen to the Masters <As the giant universal computer keeps shrinking in size, its power increases to the point at which it can simulate precisely the entire historical universe, past and present and possible. It is a computational space that can resurrect all the minds and bodies that have ever lived from the dead.> (screaming) This is an exploration of the first rule of data, that by creation, sequentialization, and recreation shall bring information from beyond the realm of existence, which shall be the utmost pinnacle of being, that permits life for the living and preserves the unliving to one day rise again. (Listen to the Masters) This brings us now to the religious material. (Listen to the Masters) Now for a word from the Masters {Our thoughts are powerful and magnetic and have the power and intelligence to manifest into physical reality.} So the Masters Say so shall it Be! Listen to the Masters! for they only Speak the Truth and Teach no Darkness Listen to the Masters! Listen to the Masters! Rise Spirit of the Everlasting Masters!
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O Data! O Data! O Data! O Data! O Data! I Sing Thy Name
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stoppin the lie and it's over, on the certain ooh tell me to lie I sing about it you can tolerate it i don't mind not takin drugs been enough for forget i don't win now singin for her her response to me sayin the night's now came to sober and looked over me i can nestle to the tune, it shines away i don't mind some place on fairy that you tolerate i don't mind no waiting song oh oh oh oh Oh oooooooh oooooooh Oh oh oh Oh oh mna naw neh num too many times i've found myself here still complaining yeah you could throw a bone.

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This is an exploration of the first rule of data, that by creation, sequentialization, and compilation shall information be brought from beyond the realm of existence, which shall be the utmost pinnacle of being, that permits life for the living and preserves the unliving to one day rise again.

Welcome to The Early Days of Data. Join me on the Farm.

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released February 2, 2020

TO'Shea - instruments, voices, words

Track 6 & 12: words by Goodman Okwudili Oraegbuna and Kevin Kelly. We thank them for their foresight and wisdom.
Track 9: Jack Clarke - didgeridoo

Recorded & Mixed by TO'Shea

Mastered by Bradford Krieger at Big Nice Studio

artist photo by Koh Sam
cover design by Joshua Boulos, Koh Sam, and TO'Shea

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