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You lost your car in the parking lot
You left your keys in the front seat
You left your dog in the back seat
You left your baby in the car seat
You lost your way
The refrigerator light's still out
Death on the brain
Life on the shelf
But your heart is not in pieces
The energy's not draining
Your Love is never missing
The pages in the book are blank
Characterized by mistakes
The air we breathe is not safe
Your favorite jeans have an ink stain
Your mother gave you a bad name
You lost your way
The refrigerator light's still out
Death on the brain
Life on the shelf
You're on your way
The radiator shakes the house
Death on the brain
You'll die in the south
But your heart is not in pieces
The energy's not draining
Your Love is never missing
The pages in the book are blank
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Lying among finer things crying for their lives
Pictured high in golden rings trying to be kind
Void of all sensation feeling nothing of the wise
Is it possible to turn around
Satisfied with boundary lines drive within the lanes
Wooden ships for wasted dreams tinder for the flames
Ariana hold me back patient by my side
Can we make it to the other side
Silent tree
Fear is gone from me
Open road
Wiser letting go
Isolation some regard to winter in my nest
Information 1's & 0's burn into my chest
Intertwined the soon departed love permits a ghost
Isn't redirection still a lie
Feeble in his failed attempts at earning back her trust
Ankle-deep in hopeful self-deceiving fairy dust
Carpet stained with long goodbyes nothing ever lasts
Can we see the future in the past
Silent tree
Fear is gone from me
Open road
Wiser letting go
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Come to the door it's not that complicated my eye is dark
Run to the shore I'm patient so I waited the sky is hard
Every lie's connected
It's your right to lose yourself in time
Objectify and rise to be blown away (I'll be ok)
So careful the Lord to not get caught She waited until after dark
We run to the shore it feels so slightly fated but that's just thought
Every lie's connected
It's your right to lose yourself in time
Objectify and rise to be blown away (I'll be ok)
Underneath this melody is this missing piece of me
Sometimes I can barely See
I dove headfirst into the sea
Something's got a hold of "me"
Maybe something's wrong with belief
I swallowed impeccable lines
Loving the neighbors while judging their lives
Planting a garden over sewage lines
Here in the Shadow now I judge the "light"
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I could never tell what we were after
Hanging out when time was not a factor
I was sleeping on a secret lifeboat just in case the ship broke
Taking out my anger
Have you ever studied with your eyes closed
Making out the things you're not suppose to Know
I was sleeping underneath the weight of Not Existing
I was always trying to catch my ego even though I'm not antything
Nameless hear me out, I Know without a doubt I AM
I feel it in my Heart, it contradicts the thought "I'm not"
I could never understand the notion
Of parents passing out the magicking potion
Harking incantations under moonlight, consonants and vowel sounds
Syllable's and late trends
Have you ever wondered what your name is
Does it really matter if it don't fit
I was laying underneath the covers staring at my eyelids
Trying just to Forget even though I'm not any "thing"
Nameless hear me out, I Know without a doubt I AM
I feel it in my Heart, it contradicts the thought "I'm not"
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Aware I'm in the body of a dumb comedian
Alone the kind of solitude that draws You in
Seen the cameras looking in enjoy the show
Blown I'm in the dressing room no big reveal
I can't surprise You, I can't entice You
I'm satisfied completely on a good day
But, when I'm off I almost wander off
Silent Awareness
Grown I've seen some crazy things
I've done some stupid things I'm not proud of
Hands I've tried to empty them
Was done grasping at things so overdone
Green as soon as I stood up upon my mountaintop I came undone
Sand was almost swept away but the this solitude reminded me that
I can't surprise You, I can't entice You
I'm satisfied completely on a good day
But, when I'm off I almost wander off
Silent Awareness
I made all just to play inside, for Me to seek I first have to hide
Am I the only one?
You thought it right just to hide away
Every time I try to locate I hear you say
You are the Only One
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Who is left after I dissolve the “I”
Who sees the remaining “me” that I hide
Some descend into new dualities
I’ve seen a few wearing bliss on their sleeves
GOD is a mem’ry, a thing that I know
Man is a burden I need to unload
What I would give just to taste what I don’t
I was born stubborn for reasons I don’t fully know
Time to get up, man, now go up the tree
Rather than descend into the infernos
Open new channels, the triangles three
Untie the knots so the serpent is free
Who is left after the ego has died
Who is experiencing me on their side
Who feels regret when I’m vibrating low
Tasting my teeth as he’s smelling my nose
Who hits the ceiling hard when he inquires
Offers a smile while the devil conspires
‘Give anything to transcend what I won’t
I took the long way for reasons I don’t fully know
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That there were too many mouths to feed
The sun and her expiration date
That we needed to get off the rock
The moon and her cycles tied to fate
The bodies we love to venerate
That planet's blood came from dinosaurs
The people cannot defend themselves
Depravity only animals
The strongest fight to save themselves
The selfish we love to venerate
The lies that we believe
The truths we cannot swallow
The fears that we swim in
The outcomes always follow
Why are we stuck in repeating
The armies all can’t make their meeting
The orphans and widows are weeping
The factories can’t make the harvest
The trees all stretch out for our breathing
The canopy holds in the water
The many are gnashing and weeping
I try to remember my mother
We try to stop judging each other
The reason we’re all here together
Fine, I suppose that I’ll pretend
I’ll be the seeker, and you’ll be the Sage
Ones and zeros over again
repeating lines, over again
Carry the water with haste down my face
Crime, lest we may begin
To see how the energy fills in the space
Wineskins breaking not again
Spilling out everywhere again
Oh, to feel anything for keeping it in
The lies that we believe
The truths we cannot swallow
The fears that we swim in
The outcomes always follow
VITRIOL
"Visitam Interiore Terras Rectificatur Invenias Ocultum Lapidum" means "Visit The Interior of Our Earth, That By Rectifying, You Will Find The Occult Stone"
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As your years increased, the younger You became
You shed all your beliefs, and then you forgot your name
Arcanum A Z F, burning sulfur in the night
Eyes cast into Mercury, dance turned into flight
Sulfur, mercury, the seed grows its roots down into the dirt
Sulfur, mercury, new life sprouts in the philosophical earth
Reflection in the copper vessel
(Segregato, Amalgamati)
Redirect from the infernos
(Dilluvio, Reconciliati)
To spill the cup is starting over
(Segregato, Amalgamati)
Take the lamp up into the tower
(Dilluvio, Reconciliati)
Ignis Aqua Origo, bathing in the astral light
Fire Water Principle, the serpents fly, the lodge is white
Carried home by breathing right, secrets of the pyramid
Dissolve and coagulate, synthesize and integrate
Sulfur, mercury, the seed grows its roots down into the dirt
Sulfur, mercury, new life sprouts in the philosophical earth
Reflection in the copper vessel
(Segregato, Amalgamati)
Redirect from the infernos
(Dilluvio, Reconciliati)
To spill the cup is starting over
(Segregato, Amalgamati)
Take the lamp up into the tower
(Dilluvio, Reconciliati)
Shed all your beliefs
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Arriving each on his own paper kite
Furiously named each string quickly clipped
Anchors to drop, memories to wipe
Landing each one on his own wooden ship
Parents repeat what their own must have done
(Consciousness in the Net selecting reality is interesting)
History sold from the one’s who had won
(Half-asleep animals slipping gradually into denser states)
Those in the shadows are pulling the strings
(Victimhood is optional wake up man it's time to go on up the tree)
Kings in their castles are birds without wings
(Consciousness in the net oooooh...)
Fight to remember, wind for the embers (while)
Honey is stolen from overworked bees
Angels are falling, the cabal is stalling (while)
Those who can’t SING steal a song while we BREATHE...
I. A. O. We are strong and they know this
I. A. O. We’re alive and they fear us
I. A. O. We’re the serpentine warriors
I. A. O. We’re the igneous Spirit
Forbidding flame lest it threaten the dream
History wiped, the news fresh off the press
Carefully taught to accept what we read
Cram all the night, scraping by for the test
Parents repeat what their own must have done
(Consciousness in the Net selecting reality is interesting)
History sold from the one’s who had won
(Half-asleep animals slipping gradually into denser states)
Those in the shadows are pulling the strings
(Victimhood is optional wake up man it's time to go on up the tree)
Kings in their castles are birds without wings
(Consciousness in the net oooooh...)
Fight to remember, wind for the embers (while)
Honey is stolen from overworked bees
Angels are falling, the cabal is stalling (while)
Those who can’t SING steal a song while we BREATHE
I. A. O. We are strong and they know this
I. A. O. We’re alive and they fear us
I. A. O. We’re the serpentine warriors
I. A. O. We’re the igneous Spirit
(Fight to remember)
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Naked with amnesia, enter some without fail, save a few, with safety chords intact, the weird ones, who don’t fit in, to this tacky little world
Nectar like ambrosia, chopping off that red tail, from the base, on up the spinal staff, we die here, a little bit, every time we breathe
Treasure from the soil, coiled up three point five, they transmute, and tap him on his head, the good ones, with too much Light, they’re not from this world
Pingala - He’s a bird without wings
As IDA makes her way on up the tree
The Hermit makes his way against all odds
She’s turning on the lights to former things
Worried that his feet are getting tired
She’s awake in the noose of my desire
And paranoid his lamp will soon burn out
Pingala won’t you help me fan the fire
As IDA pulls him up a little higher
Pingala - He’s a bird without wings
You have to be , swallowed up
The snake must eat his tail
Please understand, I’m singing to
The part of you who knows
(Did you know you know?)
Pingala - He’s a bird without wings
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I am a flamer and you are water
I know you plan to put me out quickly
I am on fire, but you’re not wet yet
I will not enter your chamber just yet
Inquire your nature
Acknowledge your assets
Consider your flavor
Tune into your default presets
Hold on, I’m coming
You are the soft yin, under the hard yang
I know you hope that I won’t go quickly
You are on fire, the temple is holy
I knock at the door, and you open slowly
Consider your beauty
Hold onto your power
With will and emotion
The lamp is inside the tower
Hold on, I’m coming
Like a finger on a straw
Draw the cold on up the staff
Without letting go of it
Open up the Hermit’s path
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For those of you who have made it to the end, THANK YOU so much for taking the time to digest Part II: Pingala.
This final track is dedicated to my mother. Just a few years ago, while I was living in Tampa, this wonderful lady committed suicide. Within a short period of time, she appeared to me (plus one other person) with an indescribable, contagious stillness that felt like a reminder of Home. For the first time, she wasn't concerned about any thing. So, this final instrumental track is my best attempt at describing what I felt she wanted to say to me that unforgettable night. (BTW, I do NOT actually adhere to any belief-system where this was truly my mother's Consciousness that appeared to me. This experience certainly left an impression, and I am still quite grateful for it, but I have no amount of certainty with regard to the veracity of the experience; only that the experience seemed to be feeding my own energy field with [her] Peace. If it truly was my dear mother's Consciousness prior to entering into another lifetime or dissolving back into Unity Consciousness, it felt like she was giving me only a taste of the afterlife--which is probably just another virtual reality / stream of information, but with a different set of rules.)
Anyway, my cup of Hermés is truly filled as I continue doing what I love most--sharing my music with You ALL. Next, please enjoy Part III: Shushumna. Peace to You ALL, Now. The guru is in You!
~Jason
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I’m here as far as I can tell
The Culprit is not speaking up
The Sea Of Silence hides his form
He’s powerless to break the rules
Nature presents as One continuous Flow
Yet all I can see is what I already “know”
In part I perceive, in bits, on the go
Dim your light, oh man, to take in what you don’t!
The hack of the century, that we can change our beliefs
Nay, to opt out of believing, and to remain empty
I taste my experience via compartmentalized soul
When Reality is One indivisible Whole
I could never See with so intense an eye
Dim your light, if you dare, to perceive in the night!
The hack of the century, that we can change our beliefs
Nay, to opt out of believing, and to remain empty
I’m here as far as I can tell
The Culprit is not speaking up
The Sea Of Silence hides his form
He’s powerless to break the rules
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You are one of Us, look up at the sky, feel your heart
You're everything and nothing at all, just fall apart
You're not the first to hear, we're in your ear
You're not the first to know, we're always near
You're not the last with fear, it's all right Here
You're not the last to go, just go
You'll know the Way, after the first step you'll feel your way
You'll pick up clues wherever you land, but you won't stay
You are one of Us, look up at the sky, feel your heart
You're everything and nothing at all, just fall apart
You started out like runner so thirsty for anything that was wet
You spiraled out like a lover so eager to risk everything, and I'll bet
You'll finish up like a winner, the perfect storm, to realize you are just beginning
I'll meet you there like a mother, we'll pour ourselves out
Everything is spinning at the Dog Star
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Turn up the Ear
Cement the Will
Banish the fear
Defrag the hard-drive
Shut up the eyes
See in the dark
Two serpents rise
Deep-dive the archive
Keep Silent
Practice in secret
Reveal in vague pictures
For those who might See
Take forty days
Remove all dust
Champion the day
Beware of fashions
Take forty nights
Seminal Vape
Pray to your Self
Transmute the passions
("Shaky Ground" instrumental)
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People don’t believe me when I say I don’t believe in anything
Did you fail to notice the two ways that I just used the word "believe"
They’re not the same, not even close
i.e. A carb is not a carb is not a carb
i.e. A calorie is not a calorie
The Holy Ghost is not outside of me
(To bow down implies a different Source)
e.g. The shell is not the thing that it contains
The space between your breathing is speaking again
(Oh man, the guru is in You!)
All that happens comes around to happen again
(Oh man, the guru is in You!
)
People think I’m funny when I say I’ve never seen a football game
But I can’t help but notice the way it feels inside this fleeting, feeble frame
We’re all the same, it’s all a hoax!
i.e. "God" he is not GOD he is not GOD
i.e. The outer form is not the Mystery
Jesus Christ is not someone unique
(The blueprint's archetypically designed)
e.g. Everyone’s a mirror with a name
The voice inside your head is trying to be You again
(Hell no, the kingdom’s within You!)
Believers believing in their beliefs in sin
(
They see through all things, yet See nothing!)
The space between your breathing is speaking again
(Oh man, the guru is in You!)
All that happens comes around to happen again
(Oh man, the guru is in You!
)
i.e. One hass Avocado is not a highly processed bag of chips
i.e. Five chocolate-chip cookies is not a zucchini grown in the dirt
They’re not the same, not even close
i.e. A fat is not a fat is not a fat
A simple carb is not a complex Whole
(The Source is more important than the word)
To worship is to have your mind controlled
e.g. The menu’s not the meal that it contains
The space between your breathing is speaking again
(Oh man, the guru is in You!)
All that happens comes around to happen again
(Oh man, the guru is in You!
)
I pray in the holy name of the god-forsaken vegetables
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Planted by a riverbed
Making Love without a sound
Neither touching kindred skin
Astral Light, from base to crown
You grew your roots, down in the dirt
And we all learned, it’s not so bad
You’re walking home, alongside me
When all I need, is all I have
You turned the clock down on its face
I slipped into that quiet place
We’re at a place of hearing wisdom
Spoken ‘tween systolic kick-drums
Placebo junkies, hooked on nothing at all
That heavy load, was only feathers all along
Mental monkeys, answer every bleeding call
Your smile’s holy, fit for heaven all along
She makes makes Her way on up the staff
The rooms light up as He walks past
Silent day, death points the way
Initiate us in the Way
Is it real I want to know
The Hermit has to walk alone
Planted by a river bed
I have no place to rest my head
Placebo junkies, hooked on nothing at all
That heavy load, was only feathers all along
Mental monkeys, answer every bleeding call
Your smile’s holy, fit for heaven all along
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I Am: The Void (Mythos)
03:08
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Abandon all thought
Light will envelop you
Consider your life
Hold it in front of you
(Problems only in the mind)
Don’t drink the false comfort
Refuse to believe
Abandon your base camp
Surrender to gravity
Remember what is
In spite of what isn’t yet
Unravel your past
It hasn’t even happened yet
(“I” has always been a thought)
Don’t drink the false comfort
Refuse to believe
Abandon your base camp
Surrender to gravity
I AM the void, I’m no-thing at all
Here is not a place, I’m trusting my gut
I AM the void, I’m letting it go
I’m not a thing, I AM prior to thought
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Jason Slajchert Nebraska
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