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These Idle Hands Do the Devils Work
| These Idle Hands Do the Devils Work | |
| Created by: | T-bag |
| Tracks: | 10 |
| Length: | 00:54:23 |
| Keywords |
1. Murder 2. Mystery 3. Suspect |
| Created on | 4/10/07 01:17am |
| Level | 6 |
| Points | 2611 |
| Total visitors | 39 |
| Unique visitors | 25 |
description:
Part 2 of the Mix with No Name Trilogy
I awoke lying on a cold surface. I stood up and saw a huge hallway as far as the eye could see supported by huge marble pillars; they were at least fifty feet high. I felt eyes starring at me, I turned to my left and Saw what I thought to be a man, but he stood twelve or thirteen feet high. His skin was a very dark olive shade and his eyes were completely black. I asked him why I was here and he spoke inside of my mind. "If you knew were HERE was, you wouldn't be before me". The giant reached out and touched my forehead with his index finger. When his finger touched, in between and right above my eyes, we were instantly transported to a different location. I stood before a giant golden scale. There was a feather on the scale and the man told me that he was going to weigh my heart against the scale. I’m not sure what happened next but I felt shock throughout my body and my own thoughts were inside of my body in a different time and place. The best way to describe what was going on, is to say I started reliving some of the pivotal moments of my life(before my death) through my own eyes. I kind of wished life was like the movies some time. "A Wonderful Life" didn't seem like such a sentimental piece of shit like I used to think. The "Clarence" in my story wasn't a humble old geezer, but a green monster who felt the need t creep the shit out of me.
This is my Memory Journal.
I awoke lying on a cold surface. I stood up and saw a huge hallway as far as the eye could see supported by huge marble pillars; they were at least fifty feet high. I felt eyes starring at me, I turned to my left and Saw what I thought to be a man, but he stood twelve or thirteen feet high. His skin was a very dark olive shade and his eyes were completely black. I asked him why I was here and he spoke inside of my mind. "If you knew were HERE was, you wouldn't be before me". The giant reached out and touched my forehead with his index finger. When his finger touched, in between and right above my eyes, we were instantly transported to a different location. I stood before a giant golden scale. There was a feather on the scale and the man told me that he was going to weigh my heart against the scale. I’m not sure what happened next but I felt shock throughout my body and my own thoughts were inside of my body in a different time and place. The best way to describe what was going on, is to say I started reliving some of the pivotal moments of my life(before my death) through my own eyes. I kind of wished life was like the movies some time. "A Wonderful Life" didn't seem like such a sentimental piece of shit like I used to think. The "Clarence" in my story wasn't a humble old geezer, but a green monster who felt the need t creep the shit out of me.
This is my Memory Journal.
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| 1 | Pelican : Aurora Borealis |
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It wasn't a very cold winter, there had been worse winters, I thought to myself before going over to my friend [...]
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Track 6 from The Fire in Our Throats Will Beckon the Thaw
Length: 00:04:55 Year: 2005 |
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It wasn't a very cold winter, there had been worse winters, I thought to myself before going over to my friend Jakes house. He had some "crisi" that I came to pick up. I had gotten into the drug with one of my latest flings. We probably would have still been going out if she hadn't stolen my X-box 360. Stupid cow, What the Snatch hadn't realized before she stole it was the fact that I spent over 60 hours playing the Elder Scrolls game: Oblivion. It was almost addicting as this drug. Jake was the only meth addict I trusted. He wasn't like any I had met before. He wasn't missing any teeth, He wasn't completely ignorant, and he gave me good deals on the new Strawberry "Crisi" his uncle was making. Before I became meth addict, I used to care about certain things just a little bit more. Personality, Integrity, and blah, blah, blah...These and other random thoughts go through my head as Jake goes to the back and grabs the shit. I cannot wait anymore for him to hurry the fuck up. I have so much to do at this point and I can't waste anymore time. Eventually he comes out and we smoke. Then he informs me that my ex--- who stole my X-box sucked his dick for some meth earlier that day. I though I liked him, until he tells me that he gave her crushed up horse tranq---Know I love him. I leave and the rush hits me. I could never decide what I like more. The initial release after not smoking for a while. Or did I like the rush that hits right after that. I’m not sure, so I continue on my way. It starts to fucking snow and I realize that the busses aren’t running and I have to walk over to my mom’s house to find the number of some high school bitch. She let me bang her a few days ago, it sounds good but she was a terrible fuck and now I want money before I sell her anymore of anything. I do a quantum leap style jump into another memory. I realize that the dark skinned man is decided which memories I will relive. SHOW LESS
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| 2 | Mr. Bungle : None of Them Knew They Were Robots |
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Janet was a girl who surprised me with her presence. Rarely did I become intrigued at the sight of a female up [...]
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Track 2 from California
Length: 00:06:03 Year: 1999 |
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Janet was a girl who surprised me with her presence. Rarely did I become intrigued at the sight of a female upon looks alone. She had a face that made me melt instantly. She looked young and she was. We had met when I was selling her sister meth in the football fields after the "Big Game" of the year. I let Janet smoke for free and Told her sister, the lousy cock fucker to beat it like Michael Jackson. We talked about her school and boys. later I fucked her behind the bleachers. I invited her to coffee the next day. I leap in another memory. SHOW LESS
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| 3 | Murder City Devils : Press Gang |
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I had just joined this internet group called the mix tape collective. You basically make conceptual mixes and [...]
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Track 1 from In Name And Blood
Length: 00:03:51 Year: 0000 |
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I had just joined this internet group called the mix tape collective. You basically make conceptual mixes and share them with people who are on the site. It sounds simple, but it is tons 'O fun. I had spent a lot of time on the site whenever I was done cleaning my house. Today I was waiting for Janet and decided to make a mix about my self called Tallon the bad rad. It was for a contest that was held on the site, about the future and something else completely awesome. I begin to make the mix for this contest and notice that I received a message from a user "Lord Bearded". He complemented me on my love for the murder city devils, we began to talk over the internet for the next few hours and I explained through a message that I wanted to make a conceptual mix based on a picture that I made of myself. Frank Frazetta styles drawing of myself in a Conan the barbarian type pose. It's agreed that the Idea is hilarious. I found out he's an artist and other information of this newly found friend. I tell "Lord Bearded" That I'll add him as a character and he agrees to it, under the condition that I call him Sameron in the mix. I agree to it and we chat for a bit more. I notice that he lives in town and I ask if he wants to meet for coffee some time. He agrees as Janet knocks on my door. I leap again. SHOW LESS
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| 4 | Big Business : I'll Give You Something to Cry About |
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I meet with "Lord bearded" and find out he's into hard drugs. He offers me some mushroom tea back at his house [...]
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Track 7 from Here Come the Waterworks
Length: 00:09:09 Year: 2007 |
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I meet with "Lord bearded" and find out he's into hard drugs. He offers me some mushroom tea back at his house. After I experience a bad trip accompanied with a good cry, I decide to myself that we will become good friends. I have a weird feeling in my stomach. I think it it's just the mushrooms. SHOW LESS
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| 5 | tool : Intermission |
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Jon invites me and Janet to a party he's having at his house. We show up underdressed. Everyone is sitt [...] SHOW MORE
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Track 8 from Ænima
Length: 00:00:56 Year: 1996 |
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Jon invites me and Janet to a party he's having at his house. We show up underdressed. Everyone is sitting around in a circle wearing black robes. I think to myself that this is pretty strange. What seemed even stranger is the enthusiastic interest most of the guests take in Janet. She's only 16 and doesn't have much to offer this older "alternative" crowd. Weird, I shudder before I leap into another memory. SHOW LESS
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| 6 | tool : Jimmy |
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I become aggravated when I wake in the morning and find Janet gone. I believe that she has stolen my drugs bec [...]
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Track 9 from Ænima
Length: 00:05:24 Year: 1996 |
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I become aggravated when I wake in the morning and find Janet gone. I believe that she has stolen my drugs because they are gone and I believe that I didn't smoke it all. I promise to myself that I never be burnt by a stupid cunt again. I wake up and begin a search for this treacherous bitch. I leap. SHOW LESS
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| 7 | Murder City Devils : Bear Away |
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I call Jon and he doesn't answer his phone, I decide to go over to his house and wait for him. If anybody can [...]
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Track 1 from R.I.P.
Length: 00:04:07 Year: 2003 |
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I call Jon and he doesn't answer his phone, I decide to go over to his house and wait for him. If anybody can cool me off, it would be Jon and some of his drugs. I begin to suspect something is off when I see Janet’s purse on his coffee table. It doesn't add up because I think I know for a fact that she grabbed her purse last night. My memory at this point isn't what it used to be. I peek into Jon’s room and find a trap door in his closet. I enter the room and the smell of exotic incense hits my nose. The room is lit by several black lights. The room isn't large but it is filled with weird artifacts that I would have never imagined existed. Something catches my eye and I see lipstick on a shelf at about eye level. I pick it up and believe it to be Janet’s. Underneath the lips stick is an Oil Black Book. For some reason that I can't figure out, I feel compelled to look into it. I open a random page and bright purple letters read "She who gives birth to Heaven and Earth, She who knows the orphan, she who knows the widow spider, she who seeks justice for the poor people, and she who seeks shelter for the weak people". Before I can read on, I hear the door open and shut with a slam. I go out into the living room and see Jon. He is startled, the angered "Who the fuck are you, what the fuck are you doing in my house?†he begins to approach me. "Jon, it's me Tallon" I say with genuine confusion. "I Don't Know you creep" Jon says. He begins to threaten me physically before I take a swing and clip him in the face. It quickly escalates into something that I didn't intend for. I leave and smoke "crisi" in the park. It becomes late I’m not sure what to do, or what has happened. Its dark soon enough and I decide to go home and figure out what the fuck is going on. I leap one last time. SHOW LESS
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| 8 | Isis : Red Sea |
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I begin to walk home and start talking to myself, I try to put pieces of my memory together and realize [...] SHOW MORE
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Track 3 from The Red Sea
Length: 00:07:19 Year: 1998 |
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I begin to walk home and start talking to myself, I try to put pieces of my memory together and realize that the effects of this drug are really starting to fuck with me. Denial would never play a part in any of my vice choices. I new what I was doing, I made a choice like everybody else. I was begging to realize that knowing wasn't good enough. I had almost made it out the park before I crossed a bridge and saw a body in the creek below. It was Janet, How was it Janet I thought to myself. Did I do this, was I revisiting a crime scene, what was happening. I heard a rustle in the bushes, I turned around and there were 9 or so people in robes surrounding me on the bridge. Somebody put there hands across my neck from behind and I was unconscious. I had a dream of Janet before it turned completely black. SHOW LESS
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| 9 | Hella : The Devil Isn't Red |
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When I was done reviewing what a piece of shit I had been in life, I came back to my body as the dark g [...] SHOW MORE
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Track 7 from The Devil Isn't Red
Length: 00:05:06 Year: 2004 |
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When I was done reviewing what a piece of shit I had been in life, I came back to my body as the dark green skinned man was pulling his index finger from my forehead. He brought his index finger and placed it over the empty spot of the scale. A purple rock appeared over the scale. It tipped in favor of the rock. I knew that there was nothing I could say; no way could I plead with the man to understand my side of the story. I didn't even know where the fuck I was going or what was happening, but it all felt really familiar. He reached his finger out slowly one last time and touched my forehead. I was in a boat, floating in an endless calm ocean of black. Nothing happened, nothing was going on. SHOW LESS
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| 10 | Boris : Farewell |
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My memory is begging to fade and I’m feeling a bit out of it. Everyone I loved or hated in life couldn' [...]
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Track 1 from Pink
Length: 00:07:33 Year: 2005 |
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My memory is begging to fade and I’m feeling a bit out of it. Everyone I loved or hated in life couldn't compare with my memory of her last moments. What happened to her? at least I'd be back to save a world through a mix I made before my death, I’m begging to actually think I’m coming back through a story I created in a conceptual mix tape internet site. Denial was starting to sound good, but part of me was tugging and pulling from inside just to let me know that everything feels fucked and this ride is going in the same direction as my life went. Nowhere. SHOW LESS
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YES!!!!! + for the title, + for the tracks, + for the story and most of all, ++ because i know you hate these stupid kind of comments that explain why. (OMG THAT TOOL TRACK TOTALLY SPEAKS TO ME. YOU'RE MY NEW HERO BECAUSE WE LIKE THE same thing. WHOA.)
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