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Age of Mir
07:06
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1 AGE OF MIR
FOREPLAY (BY THE WEAKENED GODS)
instrumental
SEEING IS BELIEVING
You still see me
performing busy pointless acts,
it all reflects,
(but) on the dark side of a cracked eternal mirror.
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2 WALKING ON TOMORROWS DUST
HYMN TO THE PROPHETS
The all-pleasing prophets
point far to the highlands,
where new eagles circle
and measure the air.
So truthful determined,
all doubts wiped away,
the future will follow
our dreams and obey.
PUCKS CATWALK THROUGH VIRTUE FORREST
instrumental
SOMETHING IN THE AIR (META-PHYSICS’ DANCE FOR A BRAVE MATTER) - the d a r k a m b i e n t part of this track
The polyphonic coloured chips
dance wobbling through the nights.
Rotation-winds on sunlit lips
pick words, hush into spiral kites.
A geometric mindless thought,
distracted, (re-)affected - curled,
seeks willow-dreams in crimson court,
hazed translucent through mystic swirls.
The only gods you’ll ever know,
they vanished into moods.
The incidental evidence
sings humble songs in juicy roots.
Now time seems paralysed in vain;
dead stars in silvery fine veined ice…
- forgotten, all the changing pain -
sleep! shattered matter, sleep!
you’ve had your tasty slice.
AT YOUR SERVICE (: THE GOOD FAIRY)
Stolen from no-one
life’s ever so full
of countless pretty things.
Insatiably measuring
the mountains of joy,
living like queens and like kings.
The service is always at service,
you call on your fairy,
she answers - of course.
Your thinking is wishful
(and thoughtful your wishes);
Ah, flex my feeling to the ceiling,
my yearn shall be of your treasured concern.
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In the Garden of Wish
06:47
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3 IN THE GARDEN OF WISH
instrumental
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world.wide.waggle
08:12
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4 WORLD.WIDE.WAGGLE
TRUST ME
So come on and join in
and celebrate nothing and all
and the rest -
(you are the best).
Be part of the endlessly
growing and thriving
and further expanding,
the rational profitable passionate sale.
The solemn magician is
preparing the feast
and keeping away
the displeasures and beasts.
And the priest cries: oh wonder,
hallowed be thy game,
no wisdom beyond ya,
you nurture and still our flame.
And while ambassadors of wealth
cross borders everywhere,
soldiers protect the walls,
it ’s certainly been taken care ’.
And while the happy moving crowd
in all directions seeks affection,
the wind is blowing warmer now:
A centuries-attraction.
TARANTULAS MOONLIGHT DANCE
voca-instrumental
WRAP THAT TEMPLE
See the spider webs from tree to tree
and kindly bends this and that knee.
`round rented cathedrals full of delights;
above balanced seagulls
besinging bewildered
their sorrowful mystical flight.
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5 BAT CHASE AT MIDNIGHT IN ASBURY PARK (DON’T BE A MOTH)
instrumental
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6. |
A Passion Sale
04:44
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6 A PASSION SALE
AN ALMOST ROMANTIC MELANGE
By the river bend
the holy lightless gallery
is just an architectural fantasy,
where helpless little devils cure their apathy.
And Romeo falls for Ophelia in a Hollywood Café,
they counteract in resonance in a nice old fashioned way.
And Juliet gets pregnant in another stolen tale
by changed-heart Iago in this sentimental all-time Passion Sale.
And all of a sudden they see
We’re all in the same fantasy
The roles are extracted
The lines are corrected…
WAY OF LIFE
Life’s instantly mirrored
and fractured enacted.
We’re all in the one-way,
we’re all in the runway,
we’re all in the highly ambitious,
In the propositious,
in the Passion Sale.
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7 BAT CHAIN KILLER (HOLD YOUR BREATH)
This cave is my wave bouncing chapel,
filled with the holy disgrace
of a damp living grave.
No dead will be found here,
it’s all breeding…
and more than your eyes can see
in this sublime space of darkness.
Perpetual motion inside of my system;
penetration - circulation -
the dead are alive,
well and growing,
organically feeding;
my blood is assisting.
This seed is compellingly pushing for more.
Bat chain killer……
Profoundly I’m yelling - announcing my prayers in blissfully comforting nights, fights and flights. Night echoes my crying;
it swells to a deep creeping warning:
stay away! (but you cannot hear...)
Persistently craving for more and not listening
(but echo will track down your dream…),
you spread and you grab and you take and you break into regions where distance is holy by law.
Primordially a pirate - you rule by desire;
you play with the fire that keeps you alive.
- You apparently thrive!
In your hand: the knife,
to dominate life -
to cut back all life…
Bat chain killer….
Protection you yearn for
while forests are burning
and sunlight is turning against you.
So who will protect you
when enemies ’re riding
your thoughts and your flesh -
hold your breath!
Bat chain killer…
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8 SORRY, WE’LL HAVE TO LEAVE
The battleground is far from town
like tales of distant worlds.
Let’s listen to them, save and sound
and have some chips with curd.
Up in the skies the gods, they ride,
laughing high on time-wave wooing echoes.
Or do they cry, the gods up high,
Waving an angel-winged
teardrop-goodbye .... goodbye.
(a collected godly teardrop, carried carefully on exceptionally wide angel wings, across the silent universe…)
The gods up high
waving an angel-winged teardrop-goodbye.
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Future Echoes (midilog)
10:38
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9 FUTURE ECHOES
overhead - underground - over where - over there - in between - inside - inside out - crawling over the surface - under the surface - deep inside - inside shout - in the face - out of grace - along a light - among a silent fight - a strange and weakened flight - between and in between - included - than extruded - encased - in caves - and caged - imprinted - in a footprint - in a print in the sand - in a footprint - and wind follows - curving through hollows - a hand - in a hand - vanished - and lost - in the sand …
too hot - too dry - a storm - a flood - a burning sea of blood - and ashes fall on broken dreams - and … wait a bit - maybe the whole world - after this - will be again a lush and vitalising sea of never-ending GREEN.
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DIONYSOS WIZDOM THEATER BY, Germany
For many years: performing my experimental literature, especially out of 'Latitude RX420 - Textures and Subversions' in german, some english and some other, unknown languages; crafting the book(s) with rather unusual materials. Several times at the ArtBook Berlin. As from now: Sound in the extended Version - lets call it music, - I was born in 1959 in Weltenburg/Bavaria. In the 80's living in AUS. ... more
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