another new psydub track, not sure if its finished but hopefully worth a listen
When I watch the trees
on the other side,
the arrow in my heart
is like one of them,
swaying and quivering.—Louise Glück, closing lines to “The Reproach” from The Triumph of Achilles (The Ecco Press, 1985)
Another year gone but still the same always hungry for change but all effort goes in vain, bound by my attachments which i wish to let go partly due to the self-centred and egoistic me but sub-consciously i will always be attracted and will be hard to let go of these attachments even though we know its all transient, these attractions brings about a massive increase in serotonin in the neurons making us feel euphoric with what we touch see and feel…but once the feeling is over so is the release of serotonin and once below the threshold for its effectiveness creates a sense of addiction very cruel word but that what it is we are all addictions to each other we crave one another which is vital for survival..but speaking consciously we have the ability to overcome these attachments but are bound again by the rules set for the society where we have to fit in or else we are labelled insaneeeeeeeeeee
Illustration for Andrew Keen’s article “Society isn’t a startup and sharing’s not caring” in Wired Magazine.
You are that force that moves the wind and breathes through your body. The whole universe is a living being that is moved by that force, and that is what you are. You are Life.
| — | Don Miguel Ruiz (via elige) |
Since you were born into this world, life has been sustained through a variety of means. One of which, is the act of breathing.
Many people do not take conscious effort in their breathing, but let the body do as it pleases. However, the awareness and control of breathing…
With three closest beings
The tea brewing undergoing extraction
Adding some honey and some ginger
To make it taste better
Masking the rawness
To travel with infinte highness
Just over three brim filled cup
Making everyone drop
which felt would last for eternity,
With excitement for the ceremony
Did not acknowledge the aftermath
The immature had a Madder’s hat
with a cup and the remainder
unaware the intensity would be higher.
After the ingestion
waited for the transformation
Slowly the lights dying
unaware the intiation happening
confusion and intense paranoia
more than a high grade marijuana
leading the stairs to a higher self
the soul was lost within innerself
The body a supreme being
was wandering and looking for its meaning
No present past or future
It was all plain blank matter
Total tranquil and serene nature
No greed or anger together
Total state of telepathy
Due to elevated mental activity
No need of the vocal reality
Euphoria but a strange new locality
Was about the maturity
or just ones curiosity
with the events to follow
Not able to converse with his fellows
Just hallucinations colours and shapes
But deep inside he was lost
Lost in the thoughts of his mind
and like an animal his jaws biting wild
Forever hungry and wanting more and more
He lay solitary with the world revolving around
Panic and fear so he breathe out loud
Loud enough for a help
and upon arrival just a touch enough
to rejuvenate with energy
to bring him back to reality
This was ones choice and need not fear for its transiency
Still recovering but now filled with joy
Could visualise the flamboyant energy
VIBGYOR like a rainbow
and soon the dawn arrived upon the window
Like a live TV reality show
with the birds chirping cars passing and plane flying
It was all surreal
Another enthralling experience
reminding the energy of life prevailed within him
The Answer to the ultimate
Cheerfully he rested falling into deep slumber…..



