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(Music, Lyrics and Vocals: Shumu)

Wow…I too, am sick of doubt…
The colours…were melting…
Between the gleaming precepts of humankind and the yearnings buried deep in my subconscious
I find that what I want and what I need are two different things.
In light of my short years lived so far in this superficial realm
I draw the conclusion that given a fair amount of time, nothing is what it seems.
Viewing past events from the 3rd person
I notice a pattern taking shape:
Whatever we build…will eventually break.
Have you ever wondered why lovers come and go but a handful of friends remain forever…if you’re lucky.
There are no truly immutable rules, no guidelines to which we must conform
And nothing is sacred…outside of your unconscious self,
Where the real axioms of life dwell. Those which once upon a time we knew all too well,
But as we grow in age we diminish in sage.
Due to superficial worries brought upon by society
We forget all about our blissful nature as we delve deeper into the worst plague of all: the quiet…and creeping…routine.

My reality dictates that we still live by the lie which is the concept of family.
For we are too weary in thinking, too frail in feeling and too volatile within to be pillars of strength to each other in the long run.
Too many variables at stake to keep a person constant.
The extent to which we change is directly proportional to our incapacity to accept this truth.
Who were you three years ago? What were your intentions, your expectations and views of the world? Go back three more years.
Remind yourself of past events and hold on to those thoughts. Now go even further back in time.
How many versions of yourself have you encountered along the way?
How many versions of yourself will you morph into as the years pass?

We start out with the best and most noble intentions because genuine kindness and caring are by default our strongest driving forces.
But the passage of time has the side effect of numbing our senses to the point of…dispersing the natural vibration that animates our true selves.
Frailty can be a blessing and a curse. It implies and invites the nurturing embrace of that certain someone else yearned for to complement one’s self.
Then, through the realization that nothing lasts forever, fear slowly creeps in. The secret is in knowing that it’s not so bad as long as you can keep the fear from your mind.
In the words of the great Bill Hicks: “It’s just a ride”.

Imagine no money, visualize a world where mankind can elevate its consciousness, not worrying about tomorrow
But being free to focus inward, achieving its full potential,
Not being fed fake reference points that in the end favor only a select few on top of a distorted food chain.
Picture Maslow’s hierarchy of needs having only the top stage. The implications of this point to an apparently utopian plane of existence which gives clarity to the mind and brings bliss to the soul.
Every day, allow yourself time – Give yourself time to wander in places unreachable to the conscious. Through repetition you’ll be able to soar and achieve great levels of remembering and understanding of your initial, unaltered being.

In a Liquid Sonic Dream I got Lost in Some Dimension where time did not exist,
Therefore I had everything but time, and it was…unique.
I was comfortably numb, going through every shade of every feeling contained within my soul, realizing we are all fragments of the same consciousness, perpetually becoming more aware of itself, therefore the concept of “loneliness” became obsolete.
Transcending time and matter reveals truth and wisdom otherwise inaccessible.
I do not have the answers for you. Returning to the physical body,
In the grand, major scheme of things, my life is in a minor key, sometimes diminished intervals are my thoughts, passing tones comprise my wishes and discordant harmonies clash as my mind and heart contradict, striving to reach the utopian concept that is happiness.

Regarding women – the most beautiful aspect of life on Earth – I believe that we, as men, fall in love with an illusion that we instantly create in our minds after catching a short glimpse of your character as a result of a five minute talk in an appropriate setting and atmosphere.
And it’s because of our native human code embedded in us at birth that we cannot stay monogamous…for a long amount  of time.
Why?
Because we constantly aspire to perfection and once we see the human flaws of “our other half”, we tend to fall in love with…the next illusion instantly created in our minds in the next appropriate setting and atmosphere.
This is equally available both ways, I don’t believe in double standards.
Except that we, as men, have more hair, even in the most unusual places.

I draw the conclusion that given a fair amount of time, nothing is what it seems.
In light of my short years lived so far in this superficial realm
I find that what I want and what I need are two different things.
Between the yearnings buried deep in my subconscious
And the gleaming precepts of humankind…
The colours were melting…
Wow…I too, am sick of doubt.