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Crave the machine
Revere the screen
Zoom in for flak and misery
Bleed some pixels

Shoot yourself
Pose for the dead
Have a near-life experience
In a hot air matrix

Now you're a star
Vain avatar
Feeding the beast
In your loud Egoland

You have become
Tool of a tool
Digital ghouls
Telling you to
Shut up and dance!

Color a yarn and the crowds will gather

Noise
From a sunless world
Your mirror is black, only a copy stares back
At a slave of brave new world
Noise
To decoy the human voice
Brain insomniac, paranoiac
Endless noise

Please love me
See how I bleed
Please endure
I have such empathy in me

Hum, noise, hum
Beautifully numb
Tapping the quiet air
To have a meaning

By a carrion
Sad hologram
Lost in the maze
The real and human feel

Sunset is free
From this deity
The Earth has a real voice
Go out and get in

I will follow

Color a yarn and the crowds will gather

Feast your eyes on the black mirror
Feed the beast, join the gathering
Tell a tale
Feast of fears is drawing nearer

Beyond the human horizon
Something terrifying sleeps
				

Now you've been tucked in
For eternal earthrise and wonder
A sailor through aeons
Story unheard
Howling at the Earth
Yours the whole graveyard of heavens
A ship that sailed home

You're with us, face of the night
Singing through the morn for mankind
I want to sing with you
You're home now, outward urge
As with every dreaming creature
We want to come with you

Here I came to be
Your reach into the far
On the stellar sea
Cut in little stars

We all wait the due night
Beauty which is worth the hurting
We're coming to join you
Hope revived for a lifetime
To rekindle the human spark
In love with the night

Now you've been tucked in
For eternal earthrise and wonder
A sailor through aeons
Story now heard
Howling at the Earth
Yours is the whole starmap of heavens
Of myriad endings

We came here to be
A waypoint to the far
On the stellar sea
Cut into little
Stars calling with the sound
Of a dreamlike dulcimer
We came here to stay
With your guiding light


"And when he shall die
Take him and cut him out in little stars
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world
Will be in love with the night
And pay no worship to the garish sun"
- W. Shakespeare / Romeo And Juliet
				

My harvest will come
A tiny valorous straw
Among the millions
Facing to the sun
I will pause before a man
Whose path has just begun
Something unsung our way comes

The quaternary code
Gave mankind a rose
So we could see the beautiful die
The strange peace of storm
Hovers over crops
And a child's face aglow before the scythe

Join the harvest of hundred fields
Hearty and tame
All going back to one single grain
Offer light to the coming day
Inspire a child
Water the field, surrender to the earth

They have beauty beyond all poetry
But choose a silent misery
The deeper their sea, the less remains
They'll find the pretty words
And tame flocks to herd
There's that, or a carousal of dare

Join the harvest of hundred fields
Hearty and tame
All going back to one single grain
Offer light to the coming day
Inspire a child
Water the field, surrender to the earth
Arrive alive
				

Once there was a silent canvas
Sleeping stories unimagined
Birth of what if's, hope and wonder
Winds will be named, words will shelter

Then, something wicked their way came
Showed a way to the Great Escape
Evoke the worlds, sparked the brain
An ape in awe before a door

To labyrinth
To Keystone Earth
To fallen stars
To there and back

We're the writers
Of another way to be
We're the writers
Of whatever we cry home

A moment alone
With unbeknown
Reset the world
Imagine home
A primal need
To touch the stars
Only way there
To enter

Imagine music, dance, illusion
Tales of Dust, of man in the moon
The Sea Lady, Snow, Glass, Apples
It is stories that built cathedrals

To lose yourself
To find who you are
Follow your tale, remember your name
Enter the woods
Tir na Nog
And bring back the Good

A pale blue theatre stage
A feast of beautiful tragedy, wonderful fantasy
The play is yours to write
Yours to live
Ready the night by a playwright
				

We see a mother with no child
We meet a stranger poor, exiled
How's the heart while it still beats?
Asks a no-one
Another John Doe

Sorrow hides well in your shell
A fellow man with hurt to spare
Dear one
Here I am to share the fear
An act of kindness
Without an amen

How's the heart
Underneath the silence?
How's the one
Drowning in the mire?
Let us sound a human paean
Come in, the fire's warm
Burn the rope and dance some more

We met where the cliff greets the sea
Shared a story, took the leap
Rose up rooted, hid a note
You know where
You've been there

Now there's one who came from me
A child of light, another tale
Dear one
Night will come but not to stay
Why?
The answer's in the

Fair winds my love
Fly towards the calm
Fly utterly lost
Towards a beating heart


How is that heart
Underneath the silence?
How is the one
Drowning in the mire?
Let us sound a human paean
Come on in, the fire's warm
Dull the blade and dance some more
				

A cradle Earth, horizons unseen
New world in thirst, for the arcane
We are, singers of the gone
We remember, as along came life

A cradle Earth, horizons unseen
Birth of one, and a zillion sideshows
We are, we were, and will not be
We remember, as along came acorn

Another birth, another moss green
New world in thirst, for the unseen
An empty zoo, a starlight vigil
Will have a visit, as along came heartbeat

Another birth, another monster
Endless forms, towards the stronger
Menagerie, of a new world order
We held our breath, as along came suffering

We remember, father Pikaia
Gave the way, as along came Sapien
The cradle Earth, welcoming its newborn
Aeons since that very first acorn

Together now, in this timeless parade
The living lie, dead afraid
Then they saw the moon, and found caring
We remember, as along came writing

Such worlds were there, zoos dead again
After all, we should've never appeared
Spaceship Earth, through the fields of time
They understood, as along came wisdom

We have been here a while
At the end of Pi, as along came harvest

We will remember all the suffering
We wrote this in a tongue you will understand
Words and melodies with a touch of coloring
We were there and will remember mankind
Our kin
Aeons ago
				

Ten thousand tales for the curious kind
Bazaar of heavens for a hive mind

Abraham cut into three
Man found gods and began to preach

Suffering loves faythe loves suffering
Smile to elders like a good doll
Repent, accept, separate yourself
Suck the aureate tongue

Sing the praise of your creation
Bride-prices, thought crimes, blind minds
The Word hides vivid monsters
To bed the tribal itch
				

I am the one you call The Thief
Universe, blank verse, crowded hearse
I am a haven by an unseen stream

I'll sing the dawn in with you
Now that you have a voice
Earthbride amongst the carrion kind

Walk with me to your sea

Someone in the tomorrow
Is waiting for me
Someone to share the Thief with
Dust with a meaning
Precious and rare

I am the grass, the maggots and the dust
I am the several endings
The pain of the slow evil of an unsung life

Decades, make them matter
Myriad tales shall befall on you
Before the evenballad of our stay

Walk with me to your sea

An unscarred land
Unsung yarn
Unborn child
Await my touch, the luck of the draw
Enter now
Come
Here is life

Endlessness

Soon, beyond the fields you've come to know
You will join the silent flow
Follow me, I am the spark
At the end of everything

Tip the Reaper to ensure
The blade is sharp
As soon we'll go
Follow me into the dark
To the birth of everything
				

[Geraldine James]
"There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes
By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more"

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[Floor Jansen]
Quiet as the snow
[repeats in various languages]

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[Spoken]
"Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader," every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there-on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam

That's here. That's home. That's us."

- Carl Sagan, Pale Blue Dot, 1994

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