Sorry for my absence the past couple of days. Had to move to another place. While I will check in every now and then I may not upload new work for a while. Mainly because my equipment isn't unpacked yet. I will however continue to vote and review your works for the time being.

I wanted to do T-Shirts for some time, but I couldn't think of what to do first. Initially I was just gonna put my badges on a shirt, but I figured I'd start with something simple first. Then I saw Tee Spring. Special thanks to @AliceMako, since her Tee Spring gave me that idea. So without further adieu I present CIEIR Music Tees and Merch. With my first shirt being the last lyrics to the Light Harmony song Never Give Up:

I may put other sayings, be it based on my lyrics or other inspirations in general. Maybe even try to get into the funny T-Shirt Business and put a few jokes on there too. You might even see my badges on there as well, but let me know what you think so far.

This one is a follow up to one of my Open Questions, but this one is not an open question. While you can feel free to discuss it, this is more a suggestion. As my question stated, I have a serious problem with the idea that people should pay for a decent standard of living. Food, Shelter, Medicine, Hygeine should not have a price tag to me unless people simply want to live the rich life. One of the things I tried to help push for to remedy that in my own neck of the woods, was Universal Income. So that those used to the monetary system, but for some reason or another cannot work for reasons outside of inexperience, disability and other inconveniences cannot afford basic shelter and food. While it's a good idea, it's very controversial because a lot of working stiffs, don't like the idea of others getting money or the things that cost money for basically doing nothing.

However a thought occurred to me. What if one can get what they need to survive, without having to pay money for it, but it wouldn't downplay the hard work both parties would do to get it. Then it hit me, the old barter system. For those that don't know, the Barter System was an old economic system, that predates money. The idea was that people would trade with each other, goods and services of equal value. In the case of food, let's say someone was able to grow enough grain, but they themselves needed potatoes. Then someone else happens to have grown a lot of potatoes, but needs grain. They would trade each other some of their supply depending on how much each needed. The only flaw in the system is that if one got greedy enough, all they'd have to do is break into the other person's place to steal it all. This system has worked for years until someone, I don't know who, decided that rather than exchange items fairly, we all get limited by the amount of gold and silver and other valuable minerals we had. But then realized later, that to do so, you'd need to carry a lot of heavy amounts of those materials just to pay for basic stuff, so instead printed said mineral values onto pieces of paper and later plastic cards, that define how much we can get for that amount. Basically eliminated a fair system where people could mutually help each other out, in exchange for an endless rat race of who can get the most paper and plastic. (Money bills and Cards in case no one got what I was saying.)

Recently I read that some people during the pandemic have actually suggested that the Barter System should be brought back and thanks to the newest technology we should be able to handle it much better than when we started with it. What do you all think?

Sometimes it's the little things in life that bring you hope. Most people think if they get rich off their work or famous or any degree of success, that it would truly make them happy. I kinda disagree. While I do believe fame and fortune can buy off unhappiness, to truly gain happiness is to look for signs that the world and to an extent you can continue living and moving forward, giving you more chances to acheive that and other goals. It doesn't even have to be a big sign.

To put context into this. The Lockdowns in my neck of the woods, have often been like this. While food shops, from Groceries to fast food places remain open, for safety reasons they move the chairs and tables away, both to give more customers room to order and get out as well as keeping people from dining in and spreading the disease potentially. Every time I ever went to a fast food place, it always depressed me to see so many people lining up just to eat. The fact that they stand for so long while they wait for an already swamped cooking crew to get their order, no place to sit and rest their sore limbs. In fact one of my first actions, before the lockdowns, knowing full well I wasn't gonna do it anymore was to sit down and eat there. So I wouldn't miss it as much when I couldn't.

Now with the restrictions slowly easing up, there were two things I did in the past two days. One, I went to a bar and grill. Just so I could enjoy the newly re-opened patios as well as get a cold one. The hostess there told me that in the next day they were soon gonna allow indoor dining. While I congratulated them on that, I didn't quite believe it. So I ate my food, had my beer and left.

The second thing I did was two days after. I went to a pizza place not too far from the location I am currently at. I went there a week before and for reference all their tables and chairs, were shoved into one corner of the place the last time. This time however, not only were they back out. They had little signs on them reassuring us, that the tables are sanitized. Some were still forbidden, but they gave us customers enough chairs to sit and wait for our order. Which is especially good, because it would at least accomodate anyone who is either exhausted, has leg or back related problems or is undergoing a pregnancy amongst most things. Now years ago, putting chairs and tables out would be considered mundane. As that is standard procedure and a morning ride to work for most food places. However after nearly 2 years of putting up with all these bullshit rules and regulations, such a mundane act is considered of miracle.

And to any that disagree, I did not suffer from the side effects of an experimental vaccine for which I need to get the second dose of, just to be treated no different than when I never took one.

This is a more less serious topic than my usual open questions. More or less to get more people interested in the idea for the sake of discussion. Now you read the title, I feel obligated to address this first, just to get it out of the way. Yes, H.P. Lovecraft was a massive racist, it was in his writing, he named a cat of his after a racial slur and even during the time period he was from his stuff disgusted even the local racists. However with that said, he's been dead for over 84 years and those whom have been bringing it up for the past 6 are nothing but pathetic lifeless freaks with nothing better to do than crave their 15 seconds of fame for pointing it out. I apologize for the rant, but that part always annoyed me, why go after a dead guy when there are perfectly healthy live racists, sexists, homophobics and so on to choose from. Only a coward feels like a big person when they're beating a corpse. Moving on.

Judging by the rant, it's obvious, I'm familiar with his famous works. In my case, I've learned about him through the following sources: Writers that have been inspired by him such as Stephen King. As well as recently many adaptations of his work, many of which have been heavily changed to fit with the time period they were in. From classics such as the Re-Animator Trilogy and From Beyond to the most recent movie made, Color Out of Space. One common theme even in his most out there stuff like the Cthulhu Mythos, is that there is never really a happy ending in any one of his stories, that I know of. Even in the movies that adapted from them. In terms of the movies:

Spoilers:

Re-Animator: Herbert West destroys Dr. Hill's headless body and seemingly dies, but not before throwing his Notes and Serum bag to Dan in hopes he'd finish what West Started. Just when Dan and Meg think they're in the clear, a Re-Animate strangles Meg to Death. Dan tries to revive her only to lose her and in a fit of desperation and insanity he tries to use the Re-Agent on her, presumably becoming the next Re-Animator.

From Beyond: Crawford Tillinghast regains his sanity, but is killed and assimilated by Pretorius. But his will allows him to fight for control of the monster they both inhabit, stalling him long enough for Dr. Katherine McMichael's to blow up the resonator, sending them back to the dimension it opened up. However the result of the explosion, the injuries she received, an overstimulated pineal gland and watching someone she tried to save die and go to a place worse than death, breaks Katherine's heart and destroys her mind, turning her into a laughing mess.

Bride of Re-Animator: The Bride is finished, but Hill brings Re-Animates to try to kill West, Dan and Francesca. As all that's going on, the Bride mistakenly believes Dan brought her to life, is smitten with her and jealous enough to also try to kill Francesca. When Dan rejects her, she literally falls to pieces. Dan and Francesca escape, but the Re-Animates and Hill corner West.

Beyond Re-Animator: You'd think West being in Jail would be considered a happy ending even if Lovecraft didn't write it that way right? Well....without even trying, he manipulates the new prison Doctor, appropriately named Howard Phillips. Promising him to help him conquer death, so that no one like his sister would die. However, due to testing the 13 year old syringe on an inmate, a prison riot ensues, Howard's girlfriend is killed and brought to life and through a series of unfortunate events, has the Prison Warden's consciousness transferred into her while the Warden himself has the consciousness of a pet rat. Howard has no choice but to kill her, but in a fit of pity, West leaves a syringe behind, prompting Howard to bring her severed head back to life and losing the last threads of his own sanity. All the while West escapes to cause more mischief while trying to perfect his Re-Agent.

Color Out of Space: Ward finds out too late that those that drank the water from the Gardner Well get infected by this being known only as The Color, due to it's color not being not a color anyone has seen before. Said color through infection causes each of the Gardner family and their squatter Ezra (ironically the first person to find out what it could do.), to suffer severe hallucinations, moments where time and space are bending, on some occasions animals and even people get fused together in a horrible abomination, veggies get mutated. All of which making the color stronger. Sucking the water and life force out of everything it touches. Turning anyone and everything into white ash. Ironically sucking the color out of everything. All but Ward die, as the Color rockets it's way out of the well and back in to space from whence it came. However while the bulk of it has left, Ward believes there's still a contamination in the well from what was left of it and convinces the Mayor of Arkham to bury the farmland and the well in water from the dam they were constructing. Despite the water being deep enough to crush said well, Ward does not drink it, while he lives with survivor's guilt over the madness he witnessed, knowing full well it's not from this world.

Even in stories where next to none of the characters die, the endings always seem bleak, the characters are never the same for the worse and there's always that slight hint that whatever happened to them has either only just begun, is a piece of a far bigger puzzle or in some cases, just some random accident that happens to fuck people up. While I have yet to read all his work, I gotta ask anyone that's read Lovecraft. Has there ever been, even for the sake of experimentation, an occasion where for once H.P. Lovecraft had written a happy ending to one or more of his stories? Or a the very least something you'd see in both story and adaptation alike which could count as somewhat of a happy ending?

First of all a big shout to @FotioNet for being my 75th follower. Second of all, 75 FANS!!! I'm 25 away from getting a full 100 fans. I would like to thank each and every one of you for sticking with me this whole time.

This one's a bit of a twofer but they're a bit of an extension of my previous question. While I still continue to ask the question of the point of life, I've accepted that until I get an answer I must live in it. However there are certain aspects of life I've never gotten.

First of the two: Why do we pay to live?

As the world evolves, the prices of everything we need to survive get higher and higher. Food, Clothes, Shelter, Hygenics increase, causing us to try to either find better jobs or live off the government tit in order to pay it off. Why? Living should be a human fucking right, not something you can put a price tag on. We literally can't live without food, shelter and proper hygeine and yet the longer we live on this planet, the higher the prices get. Which leads me to the next question: Why is it that it's more cheaper to kill us, than keep us healthy?

I look around grocery stores and other food stores but they all have the same pattern. Every bit of healthy food. Whether it's lean meat, fruits, veggies, grain, milk, even their vegan alternatives are very fucking expensive. My mother once had a saying that Milk was getting as expensive as Gasoline. Yet, if I look at the snacks and dessert section, everything at their highest is at least $10 and at their lowest 25 Cents or whatever cheap other country equivalent to it. Then you have booze and cigarettes. Save for the more fancy stuff like 12 year old Scotch and the smokes rich people have on a stick, many booze and cigarettes and even illegal drugs are cheaper to buy. What kind of world is this? Too expensive to live, much cheaper to die.

Personally if the world were up to me, I'd abolish rent and property tax. Make every house free and have only enough room for the basic essentials, because that's all you need to survive. Food? Same, but adjust the quantity based on the anatomy of each individual and family. The way I see it, living should be free, it should only cost you money if you want to live rich. But that's just me. I'm pretty sure someone has some bullshit excuse on why things are the way they are.

First of all I want to apologize. This specific question is not meant to attack you or your personal goals in life. Even with this, I still try to follow my own goals and this shouldn't discourage you from doing the same.

With that said, here's the context to this question. As I get a lot older, regardless of my own beliefs on the matter, I've often heard about how important the human race is. Our Achievements and faults alike. The wonders we created and the horrors we unleashed. But the one thing that never ever changes over many millennia is the lifecycle of all animals including us humans. We're born, we grow up, we make more of us, we die and leave the world behind for them to do the same. Animals from the tiniest bug to the biggest wild cat are more content with this because that's all they know. Yet we as a species notice this pattern every day. Some of us try to find means of stopping or breaking this pattern or at the very least try to make the pattern more interesting, by filling it with many goals and desires before they go. From getting a job, to getting rich and famous. Yet in the simplest way I can explain it, we as a species aren't really amounting to anything. We talk and talk about how either the previous generation had it better or that the next generation will make things better, as though everything we grown and died for is meant to lead to some kind of significant endgame, but instead all I see is more people getting born, more people growing up and more people dying. And while some have memorials for those still living to celebrate and grieve, as a whole the one thing we all should be aware of is that any one of us could be dead tomorrow. While I do not believe this, but let's say hypothetically, there is no God, there is no afterlife, there is no spirits. In fact let's expand and say that despite our respect for other religions, that all of them are a crock of shit including mine. That we don't go anywhere when we die and we just don't exist and rot in the ground. Then what was the point of living if there was nothing after? The world is getting worse every decade or so, more people are looking for more excuses to speed up their deaths and the people who are in charge of the safety and well being of our respective countries are becoming more incomprehensible and clueless. Yet despite all the reasons that say otherwise, we have it ingrained in our DNA that we as a species, human beings, are the most important thing on this planet. That everything we do no matter how many people we lose along the way, is leading to some kind of important goal, that neither of us know what.

So my question is, what are we living for?

Why exactly are we here?

As you all know I created a series of white covered songs in an effort to make more positive music. As a result I created and recreated a series of harmonic songs that seemed to just click. So as a result not only did I create a new album on Bandcamp, putting them all together, but they became a new creation of mind. A fictional band called Light Harmony:

Who is Light Harmony? Well that depends on who you ask. They could be a duo of singers or it could just be one singer that has a hell of a range and a split personality. Whatever the case may be, they are utterly devoted into helping people out. Their methods, unorthodox, but well meaning. Despite their light hearted nature though, they can be a force to be reckoned with and will destroy anyone that messes with them or who they helped.

Basically without even trying, I've basically created a persona within the world of CIEIRMusic.

The full album here: Light Harmony

Newest song here:

First of all I want to apologize to all of you for making you sad about my last news post. Until I got where I was going I was uncertain if where I was going had easy access to internet. The good news is I do. So all is well. I won't bore you the exact details to what happened, but essentially I had to move temporarily to a new location. Which I will be staying for at least a month. I wanted to let you all know as soon as I got settled. But to make a long story short, I'm back and you may hear more music from me in the future. I was worried I wasn't gonna be able to go back online for at least a few days, but I was relieved it didn't take me that long. I want to thank each and every one of you for your patience.