∞∞∞In 2015 eye moved from my hometown in Miami where eye had lived all of my life to Sarasota. To attend a school called New College of Florida. New College is a liberal arts school as well as a vortex & portal to infinite dimensions and possibilities. New College has one of the most unique communities eye have every come into contact with. Eye explored worlds & experienced things beyond my wildest dreams. Got credit for things ranging from philosophy, to making my own album, to learning about traditional uses of psychoactive medicines. New College caused me to question the structures of the system of which eye was brought up in. In many ways New College turned my world upside down/ Eye had some of my funnest times there. As well as experiencing hardships beyond fathomability. Difficulties eye was not prepared for beyond what eye could have ever imagined. But even through those painful experiences there was so much growth. It permanently restructured & shifted mat psyche. So many times eye considered giving it up and throwing it all away. Now, eye would not trade it for the world. The year is now 2019. Most of the friends whom eye began New College with graduated one month ago. Life is surreal. Eye did not graduate. Eye will very soon. But eye have to finish writing my senior thesis which is the final step towards graduation. Eye also need to get 1 more credit in a science class because eye failed 2 science classes. Last semester, eye failed astronomy. Partially because eye did very poorly on the tests. But also partially because eye wrote my optional final paper about how astronomers disregarding ASTROLOGY as being “not a real science” is fundamentally rooted in colonialism and outright racism. Eye do not regret it. New College taught me to stand up for what eye believe in. New College taught me to speak my mind. For my final thesis project eye chose to explore the idea of “glitch”. What it means to be a glitch, what glitches in art represent in terms of the grand scheme of things in culture & life & the infinite. Actually no. The topic of glitch chose me. Eye don’t ever remember saying like “yeah eye wanna write about glitch!” It kind of just happened. The more eye explore this topic the more eye realize it is by no means random or accidental. This is my destiny. The more eye explore this idea of glitch the more eye realize that eye AM glitch. & maybe we all are. Although eye can only speak for myself. Glitch represents the organic failure of systems. The brown spot in the organic apple that nobody likes. Although by avoiding glitches, we avoid the true nature of reality. Glitches are part of the flow of all things. Not a disruption that they are normally framed as. Eye was born with a huge brown splotchy birthmark covering half of my face. When eye was small eye hated it. Eye thought “why me?” Kids eye would meet would always immediately ask, what is that STAIN on your face? Now eye understand something eye did not then. That eye am stained by the glitch of existence. Eye was born with an even greater glitch than my birthmark. A glitch which when eye was small eye was only able to shared with very few people who eye trusted with my life. And even at that it. Was very hard to tell them. This glitch is a birth defect rendering one of my testicles defective. It was removed as an infant. Eye always felted that eye was broken because of this. Not a real person. Maybe eye am not. But who is? The irony is that this glitch has absolutely no detriment on my actual quality of living. Other than maybe the social repercussions or those created by my own mind. This glitch caused my to feel like an outsider always. Eye never felt like eye could be “a part of the culture”. At this point in my life, what was once my greatest downfall has now become my greatest blessing. Eye feel so lucky that eye was raised with this personal sense of detachment fro all that cultural noise. Even though back then eye wanted to be a part of it. Now eye have found other glitches. & that is where eye truly belong. Through these sounds in these recordings eye explore this idea of the beauty in organic failure. These recordings are voice memos eye took on my iPhone. This is every recording eye took last semester, which in some sense, was my final semester at New College. The titles are exactly as eye saved them while recording. The idea is that eye am presenting you life as it is, instead of my own interpretation. Eye am just a channel of the universe. These sounds are not mine. Eye am merely a vessel. Eye am merely showing you the infinite that already exists beyond me. The infinite that which we are all a part of. Glitches and all. Some of the recordings are just moments of my life. But many of the glitched ones. Come from a portable speaker which eye own. When it begins to die, it dies slowly, Because of this, you hear it glitch as it dies. The sound starts to break up & crackle. At first, this can be very annoying. Even for me. But as eye have soul searched & reflected & repeatedly exposed myself to and recorded these sounds, eye have begin to restructure my own culturally imposed way of thinking. From one that is “annoyed” by glitches, to one that can find infinite beauty within them. And so it goes. Although this is “”my”” life & not yours. Eye hope you can find some sort of satisfaction in these sounds. Eye hope you can get an understanding of my own perspective and experience. For this is not what eye have created by only what eye have heard. & if we are part of the divine infinite then eye would hope for these sounds to represent something greater than beyond just me. Represent the infinite glitches that represent us all. Please enjoy. Please think about the way you think about glitches in your own life. Whatever that means to you. Whether it be something in your physical appearance. Or your failures. Or the things that do not go exactly according to plan. Eye hope that through these sounds you can find an appreciation in these organic imperfections. To remove all judgement of your own glitches as well as the glitches of others. & realize that these failures or defects or glitches or whatever you may call them. Are exactly what make you divinely perfect∞∞∞