A1. THE CHOICE IS YOURS (a.k.a. AUTONOMY 2) words and vox by Robert Inhuman, Evolve, Jim Swill music by Robert Inhuman in Cincinnati and Saint Louis 2009, remixed from the Evolve beat on the "Resisting The Viral Self" LP your privilege, quit fronting like it's not, what you gonna do? (outcide my self...) the privilege of one will always risk the torture of many be it paraded on media headlines or far from blind eyes celebrity does not make a pain's significance your crusade isn't mine, your jihad isn't mine xenophobic on each side, your hate is defined by pride your crusade isn't mine, your jihad isn't mine I'm not pacified just cos I'm not the one who's next to die NO WAR CAN BE WON unless you accept a nation's children as fodder for a gun that backfires and bloodstains our decisions it's foreign, it's domestic, the same either way, victims but am I among these "victims" when I got a brain in my skull and warm blood in my body can I really claim I ain't a cell in the system? can I really claim I ain't a cell in the system?! when I had the reach to the resources that could stop that gun from firing? when I had the reach to the resources that could keep my conscience from dying?? when I have access to a solution I call compassion combined with REALLY TRYING??? compassion, sacrifice, that anti-narcissistic style coca cola advertisement wasting the mind away a slave labor recognize they sanitize design this is the real war, restricted information so control forces can control some more war for the foreign plunder and greed defeat the biologic need corporate famine spread like seed but it's not over yet redesign inside of the mind and thrive outside of that deep regret and earth humanity push eject buttons on machines is all that's left and american hearts they are full of jest but they do not see how the mirror twists a lack of action will never ensure your innocence will you contribute to the U.S. indulgence in a Kitty Genovese scenario multiplied by thousands will you aid in humanity's imperial legacy humanity's cannibal lust for any resource classified as exclusive or satisfying of gluttony no matter how temporary look at the Earth and every legitimate problem for life on it what cannot be traced to human decision why would our decisions to solve these problems be without the very same flaws? can we afford not to care? OUTCIDE MY SELF OUTCIDE MY SELF your crusade isn't mine, your jihad isn't mine xenophobic on each side, your hate is defined by pride your crusade isn't mine, your jihad isn't mine using god as your alibi, you don't speak for me when you lie your crusade isn't mine, your jihad isn't mine xenophobic on each side, your hate is defined by pride your crusade isn't mine, your jihad isn't mine I'm not pacified just cos I'm not the one who's next to die NO! "in full force" ...when winning is based on ethnocentric death in our fucking civilization, based on who is left after a game called genocide and another familiar one called wealth burning to death in oil, so a few sociopaths can keep their good health what could I have access to and would I grab it even if I did? I have the reach to the resources that could stop that gun from firing and I have the reach to the resources that could keep my conscience from dying and I have access to a solution (RIGHT!) I call compassion combined with really I have the reach to the resources that could stop that gun from firing and I have the reach to the resources to keep my conscience from dying and I have access to a solution I call compassion combined with really trying access to a solution I call compassion combined with really trying... compassion; self-sacrifice; anti-narcissism real cide; real death; real change... your privilege, quit fronting like it's otherwise, how will you use it?

A2. THE PASSIVE OBSERVER (a.k.a. THE AUDIENCE SUX 2) words and vox by Robert Inhuman and Jim Swill music by Vankmen in Oakland 2009, as a sequel to the track on the split 7" with Capital Hemorrhage when did you trade your name in for a ticket? COM'ON! I didn't see you at the show no shit I knew you wouldn't go you'd rather worship something on a stage don't you ever feel like you need a change and share in something instead of just pay how old are you and still ain't got no name I mean what the fuck I gotta kick you off your fucking crutch (watch out) yeah the audience sucks did you ever have a name to call your own WHY NOT? com'on com'on why not?! reaching through the dark for familiarity, something to distract an entertainment model, something that doesn't interact what're you afraid of, afraid of human touch outside of shit you seen in a movie illusion is a virus out your mouth or on that screen what do you boil down to, not fucking much, huh? unless it directly associates with the worship of a vice parties, sex, and alcohol, avoid a conversation and start up a fight who are you there I can't see you in the dark afraid of what a world of cowards thinks of you when they see you say "fuck this" and decide to take charge you'll expose them for the fiction they always were (I know!) AUDIENCE SUX = PASSIVE OBSERVER to adhere out of fear, out of fear of fellow man one on one we turn against another with brown bottles and aluminum cans the audience sucks if that's all they want to be the passive observer, your attitude is our enemy exercise your right to action and your energy to choose prove you have a voice! convince me you've got a point of view! the audience sucks, but I've got the energy to give a fuck your name, so say it, or I'll just assume you are no one do you ever feel like you just wanna explode then why the fuck is it so hard to show when you're given an opportunity to communicate you'd rather live vicariously through a flesh you'll never be with their pepsi-sucking-mother-fucking fake reality the audience is part of my community an outlet from commercial world, for human unity the audience sucks, if that's all they want to be you fucking suck, when you leave every word and action up to me the audience sucks, if that's all they want to be the passive observer, your attitude is our enemy why did you come here, what did you want what will you offer, yeah what the fuck have you got so why did you come here, what did you want and what will you offer, yeah what the fuck have you got the audience sucks when it turns upon itself no sense of understanding what it's like to be anyone else... the audience sucks, if that's all they want to be the passive observer, when you leave every word and action up to me

B1. NO WAR CAN BE WON remix by Robert Inhuman in Los Angeles 2008 from several tracks originally appearing on the "Resisting The Viral Self" LP such as Autonomy, Neutralizing Opiate, and No Xenophobic HxC "...and he began to suffocate ...and his possessions multiplied... if you begin to feel overload you will begin to feel what we are saying if you begin to feel overload, consider your Earth, what it feels..." NO WAR CAN BE WON after a game called genocide and another familiar one called wealth ...I'd rather try to make my mark on this society... my entire life is not a vacation NO I'm not alive to be pacified, I'm not alive to wish I had died right now! right now! NO WAR = HARDCORE will you be on my cide of this gun RIGHT NOW with a trigger that can break the silence RIGHT NOW my entire life is not a vacation NO I'm not alive to be pacified, I'm not alive to wish I had died "to breathe is not enough" (sampled from Crass "Yes Sir, I Will")

B2. OPEN EYES 2 words and vox by Robert Inhuman and Jim Swill music by Mavis Concave in Cincinnati 2008, a later version of the song produced in 2007, this is somewhat more accurate to how the song has been played live on tours (tho its 3rd version is most accurate) ...I don't want to be anywhere with anybody and I can't live with myself nowhere to go when I want to get lost from this world, this city, this room, this body, my self... same age-old inability, inescapable alien scapegoat no home, nobody, no body can't connect to anyone I know, no (I know, I know) waste of breath and flesh and thoughts when the night is over what've I got? I'm up all night every night just to be alone I gotta get my head together (right!) lookin' like shit outta fuckin "I, ZOMBIE" and I'm wondering "will it be this way forever?" knowing damn well that I need a change (yeah!) no more waiting (no no no NO) what do I got in me, to offer myself? nah fuck it, one time, this time what can I offer to someone besides my self my life, I thought if I concentrated my life, but where is that taking me I'm cold, to everyone close to me I try, but was I lying when I said I'd look at my self waste of breath and flesh and thoughts when the night is over what've I got? what did I say before? I'll reach out to you? what did I mean by that? (ha) I'll lift you up? what do I got in me, to offer my self fuck it, this time, one time what can I offer someone besides my self! my life, I thought if I concentrated my life, but where is that taking me I'm cold, to everybody close to me I try, but was I lying when I said I'd look at my self CHANGE without first thinking about what will come back to directly benefit me what is it to comprehend another man's existence as significant as my own afraid of realizing that I am equal in every way though our cultures may be separated it's only a dividing line to keep a sense of distance from the fact that we're the same it's an isolated island of a world we're being born into as information overloads the violence keeps on pouring through and what's a better way than staying safe within myself remaining callous to a fellow citizen when we're all dealt the same hand of cards, and the same pain is felt the same mental scars, the same neon hell with open eyes I'll see my flesh come pouring off my bones we only got eachother, cos in death we're all alone my life, I thought if I'd isolate it my life, to break my ego free but that becomes self indulgence and I'm too absorbed to see... what did I want, I always know what I want, when I can't have what I want, the easy way, yeah but watch this when I find out what I need NOW my life, I thought if I concentrated my life, but where is that taking me I'm cold, to everybody close to me I try, but was I lying when I said I'd look at my self can I find out what I need when I look at my self, with open eyes, one time, this time...