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Chapter I: Seed
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Bathe in the sun
Bloom as one
Om Kham Brahma
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Eternal Sunshine
03:47
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Blissfully Ignorant
We live in the flicker, perceptions changing constantly.
Struck with youthful vigor, my mind is kept within a dream.
This celestial maelstrom envelops me. A prismatic blindfold, ensnares the seer.
Time drifts through these years; so hold onto your dreams.
Blissfully ignorant.
An eternal sunshine is the spotless mind.
Blissfully ignorant.
The mind of a child: So sublime.
Blissfully ignorant.
Leaving roses at the devils shrine - so unaware of the dark out there.
We sip from the fountains of innocence and slip through the confines of existence - and as the sun peers down upon us all, its glow evades the eyes, of the ones grown old.
Youth is envied; the truth is not - divine entrapment conceals my thoughts – and forming speech and taking steps is all the world will beckon for.
That essence, of reality, is yet to meet my eyes… Is yet to meet my eyes.
The darkness is consumed by light - and my dreams, elated, take their flight.
But underdeveloped is our limbic system, and all of these visions will be lost.
An esoteric contemplation - on what we're meant for in this life.
Yearning to grow but still confined to a seed.
Time drifts through these years; so hold onto your dreams.
Blissfully ignorant.
An eternal sunshine is the spotless mind.
Blissfully ignorant.
The mind of a child: So sublime.
Blissfully ignorant.
Leaving roses at the devils shrine - so unaware of the dark out there.
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Labyrinth
04:49
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With silken hands placed upon the lungs of the earth - I scale the labyrinth.
Inhale: And everything stops…
Exhale: And I feel the wind beat down upon my face.
The sunset flares, as the wind tears, through the amber blades with pace.
I reach up, hold hands with the energy - all fear collapses as I dance with ecstasy.
Dragging myself up through the branches of life, the evening breeze soothes my frail mind. The setting sun breathes through the bitten leaves, enticing our hearts towards the unseen.
Ascend towards the cracking sky - the subtle joys of climbing high.
Directional limbs and vectors within - the heart of the elm beats with me; synchronously.
It’s so easy to get lost with so many paths to wander across…
But if we close our eyes, feel the gravity, put our faith in intuition - We’ll breach the canopy.
Om kham brahma
Atoms burn within the melting sap, elucidating wisdom of where not to grasp.
As Gaia bathes me in her primordial state, I feel the roots below shift tectonic plates.
Atomic conflagration pries open the clouds.
Gliding towards the crown, I breach the leaves and their lotus flowers.
I peer out upon the earth, at the beauty from my eternal perch.
Ascend towards the cracking sky - the subtle joys of climbing high.
Directional limbs and vectors within - the heart of the elm beats with me; synchronously.
This is everything and anything - An encounter with the astral glow.
The infant mind materialized; No fear - No hate - No woe.
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Kenshō
04:06
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I. The First Thought
I bid my mind and body to drop off - To rise clear, of even the finest dust.
I see the essence, my first awakening - A transmission of light is beckoning me
II. The Kenshō
"Do you feel the trees, sway beneath the ebb and flowing winds of maturity?”
“Do you feel the breeze, shift with ease, kiss the sun and reflect your life in the leaves?”
“Would you believe, that this subtle dream has more truth than reality could ever deem?”
“Water the seed, let the lotus breathe - It reveals the true nature of you and me"
III. The Attempted Understanding
I run my hands through the air and although there's nothing there. I'm forming liquid thoughts in my fingers - seeing glimpses of the truth out there.
A hedonistic discovery, trapped in reality - What is this mystery that slips away, as these words spill from my lips?
Why do you grant me - why do you grant me these mosaic eyes?
What is this mystery that slips away?
IV. The Exodus
So blinded by the sun, my eyes refused to see the night. Perhaps if I embrace the elder moon, I’ll understand what’s wrong and right?
I’ve felt the wisdom of the kenshō, I hold faith in what was told - but as I leave the seed, my once mothering womb, for the first time I feel the cold.
We emancipate and then suffocate.
We emancipate and then suffocate
We emancipate and then suffocate.
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Chapter II: Flourish
02:13
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Om Namah Shivaya
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Mantra
04:25
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Lucid: at the edge of the sky. The blood moon calls to me, as the sun burns out its light.
Numina: hold my hands, whilst I dance with entropy. I can’t bear to feel your sultry grip slip away from me
Please don’t let go, don’t let me fall - Into the darkness - Into the angst and woe.
“Breathe,” she says “Breath in the night…”
“The cold air will open your eyes, to the other side - The other side of the divine”
“Bliss will not escort you through this forlorn abyss - but wisdom and perception will greet you at the rift”
“Heed these words, for once you flourish they will not last - There’s only so much sand in an hourglass”
“Once you make the fall, all light will disappear. This darkness will entomb you - you’ll find love with Achlyss”
This darkness will entomb you – you’ll find love…
Spiraling…
Endlessly…
Is this what it takes for our selves to be free?
If I give in, to everything - will I be one with the mantra within?
To kiss the lips of melancholy - To hold hands with the mist of grief.
The echoes of the ancient ones, bid me to dance with death.
Everything I loved was merely the shadow of youth.
My souls voice calls out to Shiva- present to me your eternal mantra.
Om Namah Shivaya.
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Blood Wine
04:09
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Part 1: Elegy
We live as we dream – so alone.
Taking rich sips, from a glass of blood wine. From within the veins of a heart of darkness - I am confined.
I fell from grace just to miss the arms waiting to catch me. I slipped through time and egressed into a forlorn ethos.
The lotus I dream is now drenched in rain. No longer of it’s opulent purple stain.
Wake up…
Wake up; wake up – is this but a dream? Liquidated melancholy flowing inside of me. Pinching at my skin, but still loyal to the nightmare that I’m stuck in.
Writing scriptures of hatred about the ones I loved - How is this the person that I’ve become?
What have I become?
I learned to mourn when I learned to love - A fragile gift on the wings of a dove.
The sun is cold, forevermore.
It is foolish to resist the kiss of death.
Part 2: Diatribe
You swore, you swore! I was comfortably numb - but break my heart for I held my tongue.
I trudged through crimson isles in constant envy of your bleeding smile - and I'll never forgive myself for those futile desires.
I was dying of thirst, and you fed me salt. Now the flowers you returned, once vibrant, now rot.
You’re just a fucking snake, spitting words of venom, infecting those you love, enraging those who hate you. You’re toxic - and alone. You sit upon a serpents throne.
… But it’s my greatest shame; I’m exactly the same. A willful player in this devils game.
I learned to mourn when I learned to love – A fragile gift on the wings of a dove.
The sun is cold, forevermore.
We fell apart when we fell in love- two fragile souls dipped in a glass of blood.
The sun is cold, forevermore…
Forevermore.
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8. |
Beyond the Mosaic Garden
04:43
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Om Namah Shivaya
To sleep, perchance to dream -
Geometric eyes are laced throughout the walls - and waves of fire swim across the skies. Psychological misconceptions - can you define existence?
Drifting through these amorphous lakes, I find there’s no difference in liquid and shapes. I dripped down the rabbit hole to kiss the sky - To truly see what lies behind our eyes.
We learn, we grow - In this vague afterglow. We collide in the sky and fall with the snow. We may have clipped our wings – but our minds can still take flight. Just close your eyes, take a breath, feel the earth’s rotation and just…
Take my hand - Fall with me. I’ll take you to a place you will have never dreamed.
We're standing on the edge of meaning. We’re falling off the edge of seeming
But nay it is; I know not seems - peer into my eyes and see the colours breathe.
Particle annihilation
Perpendicular creation.
From within this void - we are all reborn. The vines constricting your thoughts are now torn. Dimensions break and reshape to show – That there is more to life than meets the eye - we exist in an elaborate lie.
We must destroy this panoptic delusion.
Create reality.
Maim the travesty.
Begin extrapolating.
Stop evaporating.
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Chapter III: Bloom
02:00
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Stop Evaporating
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Reveal to me my true reflection…
Oh lotus born; let not your mind be distracted.
Oh lotus born; focus the abstraction - Into the eye of Horus.
I float in the pools of reflection - entranced by what I’ve grown to loathe.
Mother sun: Breed rays upon the fathomless depths behind these eyes.
Father moon: Destroy the arctic grip that chokes my mind.
Mother sun: Reveal to me, the eternal rays of life.
Father moon: Show me how to love the darkness inside
I pry open the doors of perception – “reveal to me my true reflection”
I wish to be the love that moves the sun and stars.
Mother sun: Breed rays upon the fathomless depths behind these eyes.
Father moon: Destroy the arctic grip that chokes my mind.
Why do we loathe to love ourselves? Why do we grasp our hearts with ash filled hands? Don’t be afraid to live - the suns no longer cold. Take a breath, fill your lungs - equalize the soul.
There could be no light without the dark. There could be no yin without the yang.
We must become the balance.
Close your eyes lean back and just … float
Why do we loathe to love ourselves?
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11. |
The Gradient Lake
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Like a dove, sitting on a branch - reflecting on existence. I peer upon my former self and interpret our affliction. We wade through fearless currents, but never, ever fall amidst them. We close our eyes and dream the skies, but never wake to see them.
This is an ode to the sun -
A Technicolor kaleidoscope - inhabits all your vision. Yet shattered greys, define your skies and consumes your erudition. Let comatose become your god, and your dreams becomes your being. Close your eyes - illuminate the skies, and then you’ll see a reason.
Fragments of light cascade from our eyes - yet we wear a blindfold
We sit below these blackened clouds- and forget what lies above them.
Look upon your life with tangent eyes, perception is our greatest gift in life.
Embrace the dark, lose yourself in the sun- breathe the sky, deep into your lungs.
You are anything and everything - a never ending ebb and flow.
You are your own creation - touch your heart and feel it glow.
Expand your mind across all time and indulge in the elation. Merge your dreams with reality - and become imagination.
Break free from despondency and grasp your impeding sagacity.
Eradicate the hallucination.
Uncover the illumination.
Observe - observe yourself from beyond the void.
Take in the light- become one with your life.
You are anything and everything - a never ending ebb and flow.
You are your own creation - touch your heart and feel it glow.
Expand your mind across all time and indulge in the elation. Merge your dreams with reality - and become imagination.
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Lotus
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Inside us all rests a lotus, yet to bloom - attempting to flourish on it’s own; misconstrued - And there also sits, a wilting leaf, content with falling from the seed.
Both flora wish to see the end, what’s of the bloom? What’s of the death?
But neither one fulfills their fate without the fluid of Eden’s lake.
Initiating the bloom and fall - Integrating the bloom and fall.
… And we are just the same - unable to go alone - but together we integrate the bloom and the fall.
As the lotus cries: We cry together.
As the lotus thrives: We thrive together.
We are the sum of one another - together we bloom as one.
Together, we bloom as one.
For the truth is, in the end – we are all that was - all that is- and all that will ever be.
Om Namo Bhagavate Vasudevaya.
Bathe in the sun.
Bloom as one.
Bathe in the sun.
Bloom as one.
One mind, one flesh, one life, and one death. When will we learn to accept that to lose one another is to lose ourselves?
One mind, one flesh, one life, and one death. When will we learn to accept that we thrive together – we cry together – we bleed together. We bloomed as one, bathed in the sun.
Bathe in the sun.
Bloom as one.
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