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Reveil
01:24
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2. |
Dunes
07:40
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Roam – Home – Om
Ripping pulses of plasma erupt
Blinding, and devastating all that stands
In your impending vicinity
I gain of your shoals, gift of infinity
Ageless one out of the naked void
I see now, you are the light from which we shadows grow
Sublime and queer are these surreal mountains of light
Yet...
Wandering – I seek – Starshine – The end
These dunes everlasting, burning
I have not the words...
Swept from the breadth of my tongue
Yet I want to come back... Home
Finally back here, I cannot hear, see, feel
I have not the words…
Wandering time – I seek dunes
Winding path – I am here now
Arjuna:
O lord, now I long to see it
I want to see you, supreme ruler of creation
Show me your immortal self.
Krishna:
Behold a million divine forms
Infinite variety of color and shape
Behold the gods of the natural world
Behold the entire cosmos turning within my body.
Arjuna:
I see, you are embodied in every form
So difficult to behold, like a fiery sun blazing
I and the entire universe shake in terror
Mouths burning like fires at the end of time.
Krishna:
I am time the destroyer of all
I have come to consume the world
Do not fear my terrible form
Difficult to obtain the vision you have had
But through devotion attain union with
Me – Om
Light the skies in brilliant waves of flames
From your core the seed of life smolders and remains
I have lost my carnal will...
Roaming onwards I dream of dunes from your shores
Falling in raptures of pain; indifferent law
Dire fractals of light
Seeds grow of your breed
This pyre at once gives life
I am now set free.
Finally back here, I cannot hear, see, feel
I have not the words…
Wandering time, I seek dunes of the noble star
Starshine like rain, the spark that started all
Winding path hails my soul as dim and fallen sage
I am here now, my journey comes to its end.
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3. |
Effervesce
06:52
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Quick to judge, first to fall
Swift tempers pillage and rape all hope, shatter those walls
Sinking and burning in this field I am toiling
These dreams I am reaping won't rectify my loss.
A scream from within me writhes: Palely sick, pure agony
Contorted, twisted rooted scars
Stems of mere beliefs from a vat of lies
Abide a brief stay to these fractured deceits
Disclose wisdom forgotten between words and time
Seeking (I am already here)
Burning (in cold eventuality)
Patterns of sickness are shrines through which you become
Nothing is eternity, so pointless the daunted need to be
A speck of paltry prose; Graven illusion
Ascend, ascend exalted herald
Seek no sanctuary in the carnal specter of fear
Fissure the veil of lies beckoning your own demise
Effervescent is the one beyond severity
Something worth being is so far above your folly and callous designs
Recursive absurdity, you fall
Even sails of ire will cause your hell
Downfall. Requisite is the knowledge of self
Don't settle: a snare for fallen souls
Forsaken – sacred
Beholden cosmic waves behind no-mind...
Seeking (I am already here)
Burning (in cold eventuality)
Nothing is eternity
So pointless the daunted need to be
A speck of paltry prose
Engraved seclusion
Ascend, ascend exalted herald
Seek no sanctuary in the carnal specter of fear
Fissure the veil of lies beckoning your own demise
Effervescent is the one beyond severity.
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4. |
Stargazer
09:56
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Breathe
No air in thy lungs
No blood in thy veins
Breathe
No thoughts in thy mind
No love in my soul
Longing for the lessons of faraway gods
Blessed grace for the soul of one
whose eyes go dull in the day
and hollow in the night
a free fall towards cosmic diamonds,
a song of nymphs for the disenchanted,
should holding on be my death!
Starborne, launched skyward into darkness
the projectile of intrinsic sin, unleashed
as horizons capsize under lamentations
bearing promises of the better world
This plane beckons an old feeling
before my birth, before this burden
nested upon my gut
Voices call out a name from long ago
Echoed koans from far gone worlds
Must let myself fall, must not forget to
Breathe
the wind wheezes under the weight of time
how difficult it is to release
Release
cosmic bodies lay fire to my visions
a hollow gestalt bare before me
that I may be reborn
that I may find peace
bloody clenched fists keep me grounded
in a world hurling towards oblivion
the strong-armed embrace of gravity
annihilates itself against the light
the violent fecundity of the stars
reason shares the same fate as the sun
thoughts collapse under the silence of my being
quiescent in the eternal presence of the all
the body withers away and blossoms the elements
time be stripped of me, that I may live
death be upon me, that I may breathe
Breathe
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5. |
Induration
01:48
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6. |
Akrasia
07:32
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Cure my sickness you old man
Guide my conviction for sovereignty
Must I deny myself this life?
Do not seek, Do not resist...
You old devious trickster
enamored by the mystery in the trees
holding the answers forever withheld
Should it be so cruel, this singular way
Disenchanted, embittered by the sight before me
The mirror drops into a well of vertigo
Following the words of these old moralists
I see suffering disclosing the bare life of this wise man
The flesh of my own tastes bitter as I devour, choking
Suffering is wisdom, suffering is the way
of the light they say, they say...
I've ceased to be, I am no longer becoming
Just like the wise man, I live in between
The grey is void, the grey is free
Oh you old trickster, look what you've done!
you didn't fix me, I didn't fix me
Oh you old fiend, now I see
Following the words of these old moralists
Suffering discloses the bare life of wise men
The flesh that is my own is bitter and iron
blood soaked and blind, I'm ready for my lesson
Cure my sickness you old man
For I must be taught self-reliance
Must I deny myself this life
Do not seek, Do not resist
Do not seek, Do not resist
Do not see
I do not see
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7. |
The Plunge
09:00
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Under the guise of ill intent
The gravity of the fall tears the veil
exposing an empty corpse whose weight
buckles the shoulders of a lost traveller
his home, the world, embalmed
with the suffocating haze of the real
his life, all the memories, sealed away
microns beyond, yet unreachable
its hollow gaze everlasting, frozen in time
In cold angst he dwells, watching
from a far away distance
A cosmic joke! In existential irony
the death of this feeling appears
mirroring its birth, taunting
ready to plunge... once more
old friends lost to memory
thaw in the heat of a new sun
let their deaths sow the seeds
of a thousand more worlds beyond
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8. |
Babel
09:56
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Behold, the people are all one, and they have all one language, and this only is the onset of their will…. And now, no thing will be withholden from them which they might conceive.
-Genesis 11:6
So we’ve come to know how dull our words ring
And through lies we shall see their tainted hypocrisy
I have seen the light of our lost cause
But still yet have nothing to say
My thoughts run thin and cry to be heard amongst the chaos
Still feels like they won’t obey
I am left with nothing said
There is beauty ever hidden in the breach
Torn within from us without mercy
The perfect paradox of lending words of wisdom
knowing full they are dull and grey
So often they come and say
"We’ll honor you with the true vision of truth
If only you’d join us in the sacristy…"
So false and forced are your words
they follow suit from sophistry
Regressed are we who believe:
To reify words founds them real
Wrought iron has kept shape from its willful forging
But never is it denied its supple Nature
Let go of your conceited aerie
Let silence beget its true and utter meaning
Nusuth, names are not meant for us
I have seen the light of our cause
I am still, nothing to say
My thoughts are silent, and yet are heard in the chaos
As if there is none to obey
I prefer to leave nothing said
There is beauty torn from within us
What great violence could ever move this majesty?
Will your words achieve it?
The heart of man is set on this trivial absurdity
No matter, I prefer to leave nothing said
The tragedy of this is that we won’t recognize it
Nothing is quite without its opposite
Let your conceits go – Silence your mind
Listen to the ebb and flow and follow
Idolized words that without mind are insignificant
I no more know its worth.
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