Command Voice Musical Project

Project Name

I am thinking that there is a need for a word, so simple that it instills a majickal concept and doesn't baffle the mind.  I like I^o but there is a band called 98^o I would worry that the name would compete with that (although the majickal differential of a 1 and a 98 are almost too ironic to ignore)  So, with that, I remain open to information regarding the name for the project.  I do think it should be a one word universal.  Something that means one thing, or many others.  I think TOOL did it right one the name of their project.  Four men, acting as a T O O L for something.  It's clean, simple and effective.

Release Name

I haven't the faintest clue.  Perhaps this will be revealed to me later in the working.  I think there is a deadline that this must be performed by the time I am 33.  So I have a year and a half to get this nailed out and performed.  Yipes!  I don't mind the creative process, in fact I love it, but actually performing will freak me the fuck out!

The release itself and the presenting stage show should be a regular concert.  Plain and simple.  But the music should impart on the Ordeal of the Magician. 

• The questions tha are ever-restless in the mind. 
• The yearning for more. 
• The realization that there is more. 
• The wanting to become part of that more. 
• The process of initiation, the feelings that is stirs as one opens themselves up to the mystery world. 
• The banishment ritual. 
• The corner callings and invocations. 
• The ordeals that come from being awake in the world of the sleepers. 
• The tedium that grows with the weight of power. 
• Finally resulting in the realization of the wonder that comes with a total acceptance of the Becoming.  The unification with others, the freedom, the zeal. 

The performance is to be a provocative evocation.  Meaning it's purpose is to take a room of people and give them a slice of your feeling and mind, and let them feed upon it and turn it into a frenzy.  Then the group is united in the meta-mind and the mage illustrates the need for them, to assist in tying one to the fabric of our world.  Bind them, tied them to you.  Relish the gift of being human and in the process of growth and enlightenment.  Love.

The final result should be a larger, more united mind.  Draw energy from them.  Feed the universe it's spirit.  Yum yum.

Tracks

Very rough outline.  Track names are not solid.  Just the ideas behind the titles.  This is what my concept of the songs should invoke.

01 - Isolate - This is the suspension

02  - Calling  -          

03 - Crossroads

04 -  Banish -This song has no words.  This is a ritual

05 - Invocation - No words, just calls

06 - Ordeals

07  -  Challenge - This should be the laser trapezoid

08 -  Assumption

09 - Tedium

10 - Breakthrough

11  -  Balance - Tightrope

12  -  Integration - weaving the cords

13  -  Becoming  -  swinging, spiraling

Stage Setup

Obelisks         -           Four obelisks.  Each is a lighting truss.  The bases may need to be reinforced with extended steel plate for structural engineering to accept the weight for the tightrope and swing.  The obelisks can be made of pvc pipe or elastic for weight and portability.  They can be covered with a semi-opaque stretchy fabric.  The crown pyramid can be raised on top of the lighting truss, allowing for a 20" opening for the two lights they will contain.  Give some consideration to the heat resistance of the fabric.  There will be simple projectors located inside each of the obelisks, which will be synced by computer to project various patterns and colors into the columns.  A reflective material will be placed to increase the reflection on the obelisks and the idea is that the obelisk that form the four corners of our performance area will be transformed to complementary colors and surfaces to assist the visual integration of the song.

DVD -  One DVD will be created and a splitter will be used to project onto two screens.  The screens will be butted edge-to-edge together.  The screens will be 5' tall and on the floor.  The percussion stage will be raised to be on top of this screen pediment.  This should provide a good view of the drummer and a rather "fascist" element of architecture.  The screens will project minimalist images.  Sigils, symbols, basic iconography.  Simple photo or movie elements.  What the image is to provide is a unifying force for the audience.  Unite the meta mind.  Using basic Jungian psychology, take images that align properly with the songs and feed the audience an easily relatable image to let them identify with the performance.  Sigils from the various majickal systems.  The tarot suggests a journey from Fool, to enlightenment (Hierophant)   and reunification (Tower/Star)  into The World.  Alchemy describes the physical and social elixirs we use to make it through the day.  The sigils of the spheres of Matter, Mind, Forces, Spirit, Time, Correspondence, Prime are displayed to reinforce certain points.  Elemental triangles, Earth, Air, Fire and Water.  Line, parallel, star, pentagram, unicursal hexagram, dual universal.  Use morph to illustrate that all of these concepts are blended and build upon.  There is no alpha and no omega.there only is Being.  You get the jist.  The final DVD should have the ability to scene select a single song to help with a flexibility of play list, or a longer or shorter set.

Tightrope - his is to be a 1" cable attached by manual wrench winches to the top of the two forward lighting trusses, contained in the obelisks.  I am thinking they should be attached about 10' up and that the obelisk should be 12' high in front (perhaps 8' high in the rear)  Toward the end of the set there is a song illustrating the tenuous nature balance in the walk of the majickian.  This should be used, walked and the song should be performed without catch-aid on this rope.  It may be basic, it may incorporate the Yoga, contortion, dance or other snake-like elements which will illustrate the difficult balance, if the performer is up to the challenge.

Rope trapeze - The last song of the set is a song which should combine all of the energies in the previously performed songs and unite it with the freedom, frenzy, hope and wonderment that comes from enlightenment.  The rope/cables are woven together and a steel/aluminum bar with open ended eye-hooks screwed into the ends should be attached to the cords.  This can be used as a trapeze to spiral from and swing above the crowd.  The range of motion is dependant on the venue which the performance is taking place.  The idea is to show the freedom, and interdependence of us all.  It should impart a feeling that tells the audience "You can fly with this freedom too.come fly."

Track harness (suspension) -  This is most challenging aspect of the performance.  This is the initial song.  This should be the awakening.  The pricking of the neophytes coil into sensing there is something more, if I could only grasp it.  If I could only touch it.  If I only knew that it was real.  The suspension begins above the drummer.  The vocalist is curled up into a ball.   Perhaps in a cocoon that must be escaped from.   As the musicians take the stage and begin to play the introduction, introducing the crowd to the experience.  Pricking them into attention that there may be something more.  The music must be compelling and mesmerizing and of exceedingly high quality.  The lighting will reinforce the nature of the quest.  Four spots will track in dual reflection, out over the audience.  Up and down, left to right.  Droning.  Searching.  It will bathe them in the light as it scans its beam down from above.  The music grows in intensity and the lighting will scan around and form and "X" over the drummer where the vocalist is hanging.  The first verse is sung, hard and aggressive (think "The Grudge from TOOL).  After the first verse, the music quells to a hypnotic groove and two stagehands using a pulley system lower the vocalist slowly out over the stage and descending.  When the vocalists assumes the hanged man position (of the initiate) and toes are barely touching the ground, the second verse is imparted followed by a chorus of manic aggression.  The chorus ends with the vocalist curled up in a ball center downstage.  The vocalist can then use the thumb-release to loosen the vest and put on the priest cassock.  The released cables are pulled up and out of the way and hidden behind the front obelisks.

Laser - There will be one laser.  The laser will be used during the Challenge to form a continuum.  The stage should be a midnight blue with black flame.  This laser continuum begins stage right and continues to stage left.  The previous placement of three sets of mirrors have been arranged and when on single mirrors bisects the continuum laser it refracts into a complete trapezoid.  The trapezoid is a majickal element of angles.  The vocalist should find themselves trapped inside the trapezoid and should perform the song inside of the angles. Searching for a way to push it out. At this point the two stagehands should be inside the two obelisks in the foreground and should use their body to make humanoid impressions pressing outward on the obelisks.  Escape.  Confining.  Breaking out.  Drums should reflect the tribal, primal nature.  Increase the audience adrenaline factor by instilling the fight-or-flight mechanism.  There is a tribal blue UV paint, which is invisible in normal light, but glows like Kali in UV light.  The vocalist and group should be painted in this prior to performance.  Towards the end of the song the trapezoids confines are broken, the angles turn inward and the prohibitioner escapes. Upon escape, the stage is illuminated by a fade in of UV light and the group glows in brilliant purity as they have completed the ordeal.

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The Outline of Song and Theory

01      -        Isolate                   -        This is the suspension

I am compelled by the structure of "The Grudge" from TOOLS "Lateralus" release.  The introduction melody, followed by an aggressive verse, a calming verse, then a melodic chorus.  I see the musicians take the stage and the lighting is subdued blue.very dark.  The musicians begin the introduction, calling the groove to them, awakening the spirit of the audience.  Remember that our society is numb to everything.  This music needs to stir a primal energy which will cause them to pause and give this an opportunity.  There needs to be an immaculate purity to the sound.  Tap into the universal current and invoke the spirit of understanding.  Reach out to bind them to the will of the music. The lighting scan over the stage slowly and deliberately as the music builds.  They fan out over the crowd, inviting them to be a part of what we are presenting to them.  They scan up and out searching for meaning.  They don't touch them yet.  When the music builds to involvement all lighting will unify into beams over the center of the audience and fan down, bathing the audience in the green light.  After a moment, the lights swing out again and rotate back onto the stage where they deliberately rise in unified polar arcs and form and "X" directly positioned over the drummers head where the vocalist is hanging.  The vocalist goes directly into the first verse of the song. 

There is nothing
And so it all begina
I want to take the nothing
And to make it whole again
And in the no-thing
I split the darkness from the light
And from the all-thing
Is there a wrong or a right?

The music pounds for a 10 count, then the base strums out a dreamy staccato as the vocalist is lowered to the grown down and center stage.  This should be dreamy, like walking in a dream on acid.  When the vocalist is in place, toes just barely brushing the floor and still suspended from the cables the second verse is sung.

I find myself standing
The invocations turned within
It asks me what I've come for
What shall it begin?
I offer up my silence
With a healthy dose of fear
I gather up the courage
To whisper in its ear..
Make for me a mountain
For which I can climb
Make for me the fishes
Turn the water into wine

The music is driving as the chorus is churned with animalistic resonance.

As it is above
So it is below
Take the outside
Turn the inside
Show us the secrets that we all hold
X2

The music goes into explorative unisys of guitar, drum and bass and the lighting fills in the visual storm effect.  Think waves of flattened clouds, wind and the rumbling of thunder as the storm rushes to the call and answers it with electricity.

Breath deeply
Take it all inside
Breath in on the mysteries
Feel the edges start to slide
I suck, I suck intensely
I suck it all inside
I suck it so deep into me
There is no where you can hide.
And so it rests within me
Coiled in my depths
Moving my feet ever onward
Guiding every step

Let the music go into a "Door's" like exploration.

Then build it up again back into the animalistic resonance.

As it is above
So it is below
Take the outside
Turn the inside
Show us the secrets that we all hold
X2

The song closes with a minimalist bass plucking.  The final verse is a realization that there is more, and that yes,   you have eaten of the tree of knowledge and you are forever changed.  It's a little weary.

This invocation closes
I am that which we come to be
I have eaten from the serpent
I have tasted from the tree
This knowledge fills me
Holds me eternally
The justice is present
It is such irony

This part is spoken against the mechanical drone of musical angels.

Will you stand at these crossroads
Will you choose the path I have?
Can you see the smoking mirror?
Can you feel the shifting sands?
Can you hear me when I'm calling?
Can you run to reach my shores?
Will you push yourself to breaking?
Will you open to my whores?

The final chorus is whispered.

As it is above
So it is below
Take the outside
Turn the inside
Show us the secrets that we hold

02      -        Calling

This song is once the initiate is awake to the possibilities of the universe, he will call upon those energies to impart to him the wisdom and strength for guidance.  He will begin to tear holes in his reality and his soul.  He will challenge all that he does, and does not know.  He hungers for the Becoming and struggles with his own limited knowledge with his strength and fortitude.  He stretches himself out long and lets his own shadow consume him in curiosity for what he is developing into.

Communication with the daemon

Communion with the shift

I give birth to the consciousness. And, I am.

Duality is our nature

Duality, is the nature of our communion.

Duality, is that nature of our communication.

Sigils burn away at the corruption.  Stripping me of ego.

I am nothing. I am no one.

There is nothing in the dark well of this oblivion.  There is no one.

Transcending all of nature

Transcending, is the nature of our communion.

Transcending, is the nature of our communication.

The pain of everything slices down into the marrow. 

The pain is an illusion. In the release I can be.

In the elimination of everything.  I can be whole.

Everything is resonance to nature

Everything in nature can be dissolved

Everything, is naturally eliminated

Take it back now.  Give me your concave scream.

Inverse reality, illuminates every thought

Every idea, wrestles with its bondage.  I breath deeply.

Community is our nature

Communion is the transcendence of our nature

Communication is the transcendence of our union

(No place.  No thing.)

03      -        Crossroads

This song is where the band unites its life force with the audience.  Letting the group know that we are standing on a crossroad.  That there is a doorway up ahead.  A doorway that we must step through.  But we need them to unite with our essence to bind us to this world.  We need their love to cement us to our glorious human form.  We bid them goodbye and thank them for their compassion.  It is a quiet song of shifting sands and isolation winds.  It is odd in timing, and melancholy in thought.  It is the song of lovers going off to possibly lose a battle, but going for duty and bathed in love.  It is hopeful, but distant.

There is it.  The doorways up ahead.

And I must walk this path alone.

I see.  The circle up ahead.

I shuffle to the madness of the throne.

I know that there is no true light.

Only reflections from within.

I am.  That which I must be.

Can you feel the isolated wind.

I see.

The sidesteps of mystery

I know that I am tired.

I know I must be tied.

Are you with me now?

Can you hear me call? 

You are all with me now? 

I feel you with me?

Hold me here.  In this empty isolate.

Touch me now and kiss me once for fate.

I love you. 

The circle close ahead.

Bind me here. 

Hold me tightly in your grasp.

Embrace all you know and cherish.

Embrace all the binds that tie..

See me.  I am outside the lines of reason.

Stepping through.  The lines of reason.

The angles crush inward. 

They still hold true.

Reach up to me.  Let me see.

Take me with you my friends

Hold me tightly to your love.

It is my only hope.  Pry open my chest to kick start this bastard heart of mine.

04      -        Banish                  -       

This song has no words.  This is a ritual

This is a strobe light song.  This is probably the first song that can be written.  It will open the gates for the intelligence and transport you into the current.  This is performed 1/3 - ½ way through the set.  Followed by the Invocation ritual.  They segue seamlessly and are both done in strobe light.  These will be an actual banishment and corner call invocation.  The strobe is to provide the necessary mystery to those that wish not to see.  The afterimage will sink the image into the reptilian brain and stimulate sparks of the majickal current lying dormant in the audience.  They will see what they need to see.  Nothing but good music and accompanying dance.  Or they will view the mysteries.

05      -        Invocation   -        No words, just calls

See above.

06      -        Ordeals

After our vocalist has had a little break for the previous two songs.  She should be all rested up for this fit of aggressive passion.  Ordeals are battles fought in majick.  An ordeal is a heavy weight delivered to a majickian, a task critical for their development.  There are obstacles and moral dilemmas. One grows weary in war.  A person can potentially be drunk with power.  Can be consumed by death or insanity.  This is a song that illustrates the strength of the spirit to overcome the ordeals.  It should be an assault, but a catchy one.

06 - Ordeal II

There are

Brief sparks of clarity

Which serve

As my guides

There are

Untarnished fleck of silver

Which serve

As guideposts

There is

a path that is shining

which shifts

Like a serpent underfoot

It shifts

Like sand

And burns

Like the desert

And when I align

Myself In ritual

And invoke

Often and to excess

(excess excess exceed)

I find

that I have only one call

to serve

the balance.  Serve the beam

I find

That I have one request

To serve

The force which need aligned.

It shifts

Like sand

And burns

Like the desert

(more more many more)

it calls

to me from beyond the beyond

it serves

sodomy from the divine

I call

To return the pleasure

By serving

The path with no explanation

It shifts

Like sand

And burns

Like the desert

I walk

The walk of walks, the path is shining

I serve

The equilibrium of the mirror

I breath

Deeply in on the dark essence

I taste

Electric blood

I smell

The scorched flesh of the unaware

I see

The corruption spin that sparks

It shifts

Like sand

And burns

Like the desert

(into my being, I throw them off)

07      -        Challenge    -        This should be the laser trapezoid

Corners

Angles

Edges

Will you face me down one final time?

Chaos

Conflict

Creation

Souls in motion for the last dance

Desert

Desertion

Dominion

It is beautiful in a deadly way

Silent

Seduction

Sacrifice

Do you think that you can claw my eyes away

So that I may see again?

Stretch

Scream

Succumb

The generals don the powers of the magus

The peacocks come forth in a flourish

The fan of eyes spread open

The wonderment of the all-sighted eyes.

Does this mean anything to you?

Can you feel anything at all.

Has the cold of the world already caught you.

Can I save you from your fall?

Discard

Disease

Develop

There are an infinite amount of  possibilities

Of how this all will end.

With a bang.  Or a whisper.  Or a lust of result.

Stomp

Scrape

Sacrifice

I will face you in this hallowed hall.

I will be there if you fall. 

To invoke your memory.

Beating feet in syncopation drawing the dust storms in our wake.

The first move must be made, but by whom?

The first will must be done, but by whom?

I know the raw power of the orgasm,

I know I can tear you apart when I come

07                -        Challenge II - Disposable

(vocoder)

There are the plastic

And the wasted

The forgotten

And the old

The ancient

And the wise ones

There are secrets we all hold

Can you glimpse it?

Can you taste it?

Can you take it into you?

There are mirrors

There are shard realms

There are recipes untold

There are the elixirs of the dying

There is lead transmuting into gold

(all around us)

Can you incubate the possibility?

Let the parasite consume you?

Grow pregnant with it's life?

We are the plastic

And the wasted

The forgotten

And the old

We are the ancient

And the wise ones

We have secrets that we hold

Can you abandon your hope and reason?

Can you take upon the strife?

Can you welcome the undone deed?

We are the mirrors

And the shard realms

We are naked in the cold

We drink exiles from the dying

We turn ourselves to mold

(all inside of us)

Can you find your way in the darkness?

Can you use your inner site?

Do you need the collective of the hive?

08      -        Assumption

This is an ecstatic revelation.  It unifies the forces within and outside the magus.  It is the revelry of the full recognition of power and the unification of the forces within.  It is the above, as it is so below.  The outside turns within.

Ride this spiral serpent down

Go where no one else has gone

Challenge all there is

I dare you.

I dare you to know

I dare you to will

I dare to be silence

I dare you to become.

I am not complete

I am lost in abandon

I lose track of time frequently

And make it up as I go along.

I am where I need to be

I am part of the tapestry

I search for the ingredients

To make us the flags of the path

I knit sweaters in the Ain Naught

Where is it that you propose we go?

Where is it that you can take me

What new things have you to show?

Can you show me a new sight?

Can you show me a when?

Can I fly my kite high in the sky today?

Can you take me further what I've been?

Can you cut me lose?

Can you throw me away?

Can you eat me until I'm nothing?

Can I simplify the way?

Can you show me the fear

Can you eddy into my insanity

Can you see my brothers,

Can you see their regal cloaks of mud?

I know of the mire, I know of the sludge

I know of the sharpness of severity

I know if the sharpness, the need for quick wit.

I know of survival, I know where to hit.

I strike in the eyeballs.

I lurk in the coils

I know this is the challenge

Of all that is.

Or is not

True

09      -        Tedium

There are two songs for this section.  One or both can be performed.  This is illustrative of the majickian who has assumed the power and grows static in its use.  It's about the status quo and having the courage to change that which has become comfortable to continue the process.

The flesh is so comfortable

I take my sanctuary when you are here

Hide, so we can weather the storms

The sheep bleat out their happy melodies

I will die with you in this oblivion

But only if you can take me to the edge

Our reality is so mutable

We must use the angles as a wedge

I need the angles to smash myself  against

Crush it all within

Until I am remade

Better.  Fatter. Fleshier than before.

The flesh is so comfortable

There is no emptiness in my rounds

I will sieve your energy

I will keep you lost until you are found

I assure you of your comfort

As I unknit your from your soul

You will smile wide from pleasure

You never will let go

I need the angles to smash myself  against

Crush it all within

Until I am remade

Better.  Fatter. Fleshier than before.

I will need all of you to help me get inside

I will need it all from you

If need be I will pry

It is never enough to have it all

I need more and more and more

I need all of you inside of me

Always taking.always more

(break)

I welcome the change

I welcome the becoming

I welcome the washing of it all

I welcome the infernos that burn

I welcome The plagues that waste

I welcome The rivers which purge

I welcome The faults which quake

I welcome the dust that blows

I welcome the tides that flow

I welcome anything at all

That will take it all back.

The genesis scream.

09      -        Tedium II

Settled into this crux

Of inactivity

The mantle of high majick

Settles upon me

Sitting fat

Resting on my laurels

I move not an inch

It settles upon me

I toil on the written word

Rehashing the old truths (lies)

And pontificating on

The old dreams (lies)

I am lost to my will

And can only beat the horse long dead

(break)

Do I dare to move?

Do I dare to change anything at all?

Am I as brave as a zealot with nothing to lose?

Can I reclaim?

My will before I turn black?

Can I feed the fishes with my body and my blood?

As I stare out

At the undulating masses

The wriggling snakes, the worms for my fodder

They cling

Unable to stand anything

And loath, their adore for my flesh and power

Can I force them to stand on their own?

Do I need their adulation?

Do I need to be adored?

Can  I cast off

My cloak.  Set down my staff, Unsheathe the sword

And do my self in?  Can I release myself from what I have become?

Can I force the rift

To open wider.  Can I pry apart the mouth of the abyss?

Can I impart the knowledge on the edge of the rift?

I will to move on

And through

And into

The nothing.

Can I challenge

All that is revered?  Cut myself wide open

Singing the songs of blood purified on the blade?

Can I cause you to feel.

Can I allow the cracks to show through?

What happens to the wise when they refuse to grow?

What happens to the powerful when it begins to rust?

What can we use for a lubricant for the change?

10      -        Breakthrough

Blood is a song that can follow the "change" song.  It is a chant.  A mantra.  It has heavy vocoder overtones.  

Feel is a song that can follow the "Flesh" song.

Again a polar selection of options for performance.  Two avenues presented from the infinite possibilities.

Blood heals the imperfection

Let it flow for the creation

To begin

Blood to strip old things

Long since worn away

Let it begin.

Blood to wash the innocent

To usher in the change

Let it begin.

Blood to wash the blood off.

Obliterate the stain

Blood to set us free.

Blood for rage

Blood for hate

Blood that we may see

Blood to drink

Blood to damn

Blood to set us free

Blood must flow for birth

Blood must stop for death

Blood to seal a contract

Blood to catch your breath.

Blood with wash the blood off

Blood with seal our fate

Blood will wear a smile

Blood can stop the hate.

I want to feel the anguish

I want to fill the void

I want you to be perfect

I want to be adored

I want to wear the purple robes

Of power.  I want to be left alone.

I want to know the secrets

I want it to be over.

I want a choice this time

I want to dream of lovers.

I want to see with auspex

Of clarity.  I want to be left alone.

I want to be your devil

I want to be the MorningStar

I want to feel the fall.

I want to kick God's ass this time.

I want to taste the ichors

Of kether.  Flowing in his veins.

I want to be the worthless

I want to be a charlatan

I want you to see my shadow.

I want and want and want

And want.  I want nothing at all.

(too late for that now)

I want everything.

Do you know?

Do you feel?

Do you want?

Do you love?

I want to see the forces

I want to touch the spirits.

I want to complicate you.

I want to consume you.

I want to walk to the edge

Of everything.  And peer into the gaping void.

I want to feel you holding

My hand. Tethering me to the thread of the

here

and  the now

I want you to show me the possibilities

I want you to take the leap

With me.  To fall quaking in the desert sands.

I want the indigo spark of knowledge

I want to know no mercy

I like the pillar of severity.  I like the razors edge

Cutting in.  To let me see once again for eternity.

(too late for pleasantries)

I want to save the carrots

I want what is necessary

I want life to eat life to eat life

I want for you to finally see

(life feeds on life feeds on life)

(too late to chose the sleeping)

I want to hold the staff of power

I want it buried deep inside

I want and prey for guidance

I want no place to hide

I want it deep inside

I want to subjugate

I want to see this through

I want to soar within

I want the perfect plaything

For my ugly passion plays

I want to have a life now

I want for you to stay

I want to build a life now

I want the picket fence

I want to call the fires

That will burn it all away

(too late to change the fates)

11      -        Balance       -        Tightrope

This is where our lovely agile vocalist treads the wire.  Think yoga, contortion.  Teach the body what flexibility is.  Show that everything is mutable and able to be transformed.  Illustrate what release is to the flesh.  Can perch like a spider, a gargoyle.  Can dance like a bird, a butterfly.  Can grab the wire and spin giants.  There is no catch-wire so the vocalist is 8-10' off the ground with no support and has to sing and be stable at the same time and make it look effortless.  If the audience detects there is any concentration needed to maintain these poses, the trick is useless.

Why is this my path?

I once asked that question and was punished.

I once asked the motive and was starved.

Sleeping is impossible for the awakened.

Darkness, not an option for the enlightened

I am what I am for one reason

I cannot break

I have the endurance to walk

I have the agility to bend

I can be undone and unmade and still breath

I am the Libra balance

The omega

And the end

And I will walk this spiral down

I will see you in the end.

12      -        Integration  -        weaving the cords

13      -        Becoming    -        swinging, spiraling

I breath

Relishing that I have

Been given

An opportunity

To serve

(The balance)

(The beam)

To embrace those daemons

That reach out from between

(from the void)

(from the hollows)

Can you hear them calling

You touch them everyday

You gold, TV and radio

No way to get them all away

They are in your gemstones

And in the cars you drive

They are in your pre-fab homes

They live within your mind

We want what they are offering

We invoke them with our minds

These are not the monsters

They are the normal things, we find.

(masquerading as gods)

But this I impart to you

And I hope you'll take to heed

You

Are the stars

You

Are the gods

You

Are the spaces in-between

So come with me on my explore

I don't know where this will all go

Come with me on the shining path

The only thing I know

(The balance)

(The beam)

The spaces in-between

We are that which has not been named

Can you give me a word?

Can you call me a name

One true name

One true will

00      -        Encore, Epilogue, Etc.  Excess

I take you

My crowned and conquering child

I see you

Make your special secret sign

I see what I am

And what I am not

I am the reason between the lines

I am that which you do not seek

Everything that you

Will ever know

Already lies inside you now

Inside you, deep inside (searching for it)

It is in me

And is within all of you

And within all that there is

And within all there is not

So be still my little children

Hush you lips up tight

Stand and be oblivion

Take a stand for what is your right.

Grab tight the coattails of the all knowing

Kiss the succulent lips of your friends

For these are the ties which bind us

These ties bind us in the end.

This is my gift to you

My crowned and conquering child

This is the only gift I have

Learn yourselves, learn how to stay wild

It is in me

And is within all of you

And within all that there is

And within all there is not

So this is my gift to you

My song and lullaby

Go quiet now into that dream,

let your spirit fly

So this is my gift to you

My song and lullaby

It already knows what it will be,

it just needs you to try.

So this is my gift to you

My song and lullaby

It is in me

And is within all of you

And within all that there is

And within all there is not

I will cover you now is the splendor

Of the patients you'll need to endure

I will be here with you until the end

Which could happen any day

Take from me, what is mine to give

Take care of your selves today

And we shall see you on the morrow

And time and any way.