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Filamentis
04:20
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We are all one.
Some background:
"*Filaments (of galaxies): the largest known structures in the universe, consisting of walls of gravitationally bound galaxy superclusters. These massive, thread-like formations can reach 80 megaparsecs h−1 (or of the order of 160 to 260 million light-years[3][4]) and form the boundaries between large voids.
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Minor-planet designation 90377 Sedna) is a dwarf planet in the outer reaches of the Solar System that is in the innermost part of its orbit; as of 2022 it is 84 astronomical units (AU), or 1.26×1010 km, from the Sun, almost three times farther than Neptune. Spectroscopy has revealed that Sedna's surface composition is largely a mixture of water, methane, and nitrogen ices with tholins, similar to those of some other trans-Neptunian objects. Its surface is one of the reddest among Solar System objects."
"A song to Sedna, the great mother of all the sea creatures. She controls the storms on the sea and governs the migration of her myriads of children. This song is sung for the shaman when he goes into a trance and his soul journeys under the sea to find Sedna in order to pray and make requests on behalf of the people. The song is repeated over and over until the shaman's soul returns to his body. The shaman then sings a magical song recounting what Sedna had told him, and the people act in accordance with her wishes."
Featuring chants from:
"Cherokee Morning Song"
A song that asks the spirits of the earth and sky, thus weave for us a garment of brightness that we may walk in beauty where the birds sing."
The part aubout sedna (the celestial object) and the filaments is from wikipedia. Unfortunately I can't find the source form the original researcher of native american songs for the life of me-_-
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Tomb
04:30
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Fate evolving
Dreams dissolving
The disadvantage of being
From being free
To ceasing to be
Not in vain...?
The pages you didn’t read
And If it’s all for nothing?
As if words could change a thing
From the womb to the tomb
The truth is hard to consume
Wish you hadn’t been born (at all) now that you know
Chosing how to live a life you didn’t choose
From the womb to the tomb
Let life rain over you
Sometimes it’s hard to endure
A witness to what life would be like without you
Wearing a face,
like an open grave
Shallow and dead.
Why can’t we change...
Looking back with regrets
The effect on this mortal coil
Close your eyes , hope they stay shut
Digging a whole, embracing the soil
And wait for deliverance
The mind is cruel horrid place to be in
You remain in spite of the platitudes, life throws at you
The more and the fewer...
...amenities they had
There’s that hook in the final chapter of this tome
The living aren’t more alive than the dead
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Graveside Service
04:11
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There’s a certain space in your head, like black spot, rotten and dead
Pervasive and dangerous to the point that you believe what it says
If it’s not for the dopamine rushing through the system at alarming rates
You are walking into the fangs of a trap leeching on your mental state
There’s a certain level of greatness not enshrined in the words of yore
Though the end is not the end and the end is not all
Think you are failing to succeed?
Open the vein and bleed
Stop trying trying to stop stop trying trying to stop trying
Open your eyes and see
Seamingly hidden as the the world remains deaf and blind to the plain below
Some things come to those, it seems,
Who don’t crave what they crave
Once life shows ist face and you fall for its lies, it has you enslaved to its kind
The sharper the edge of the blade the lesser the pain becomes
And In the end it’s not even sad that a hundred thousand days of your life have been spend
...Turned to shit
The connections we’re trying to make
For the sake of the words we share are just grains in the sand
Open your mind and feel
Stop trying Trying to stop stop trying trying to stop trying
Cut loose the ties to be
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Flesh decays
Ideas and ideals
Vaporise
Memento mori
It’s the soul that stays
Diminishing only in pain
This is no ordinary world
And results may vary
Coming in waves
Flushing away
Fire at will
Venturing inward
Nurture the fibres
This is freedom
The horrors
Of a moment in time
But a cenotaph
What was does not define...
It does not come from peers,
Nor places, nor things
It’s coming from within
All else does not define...
How can one wield such power
Perish my past
Thyne is the pain and it’s yours alone to detach
The failures we endure
Won’t define our course
Yesterdays corpse arise
Pushing and pulling gouging out your eyes
Setting the pyre ablaze
Scattering the ashes of remembrance
To feel alive
You first must die
Finding a balance
In an era of indulgence
If it needs gods to end the suffering
Suppliments to remedy PTSD
Sever the paths of the cerebral
Becoming unshakable
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