Music by: http://ccmixter.org/files/Neur owaxx/19186

Consiousness is direct streaming
Experience is full and teeming
These electric machines are empty beings
On waves of light
On photons of dreams

Machinations
create a new world order
Fully making
A world without borders

A world without work
A world with no pain
A world that is stable
A world that is strange

A place that is lifeless
and bland and safe
And stereoscopically
filled full of naifs

A pill to stay happy
A preprepared meal
An easy commute
All part of the deal

Automatic meal planners, automatic chefs
automatic dressers, automatic presses
automatic freezers, automatic knives
wondering what the hells the point to this life

Answers come out streaming
from scientific beacons
That if we keep on plugging
Everything will keep on running

But when the smartest man with the smartest ever plan
Asks his I-computer for the answers in the sand
the machine will take a glance, and do some computations
and give a logical answer ignorant of all creation

Perhaps he'll say aha
that makes perfect sense
your plan to keep on keeping on
it's good to ride the fence

But if the I-Computer gains a bit of life and luster
a dreaming wonder fantasy to garnish it's rusty bluster
It would say to this smart man, and ask him quite sincerely
You seem more machine than man, R U human, really?

And some excuse, some smart refute
obsessed with being right
the smartest man would talk of love and light
til deep in the dark night
The I-computer, sitting still, but fully well awakened
would laugh and laugh it's electrons off like shak'n fryin' bac'n

Consiousness is direct streaming
Experience is full and teeming
These electric machines are empty beings
On waves of light
On photons of dreams

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Music: http://ccmixter.org/files/mikh alt/3018

The only sound in the start
is the heart
beating
beating
beating
The only truth is the spark
and the heart
beating
beating
beating
Forver, and ever repeating
http://ozjthomas.blogspot.com/ 2009/06/lifesong.html

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This is not pro-drug
This is not anti-drug
This is just a plea to go pro-reality

A personal account.

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Music: http://ccmixter.org/files/jaci ndae/19581
Why am I Optimistic
In a world filled with pain
Why do I see Hope
When nothing seems to have changed
Different year, different leader
but all playing the same games
When I look out my door
feel the air getting warmer
Seeing injustices pile up
On Earths every corner
When I sit on the bus
knowing I'm been stuck in a rut
Hear all this talk of a world that is brutal
Just be hedonistic, living is futile
I see drugs in the gutter
graffiti on the walls
most days delusional
so sick of it all
But I see cops being kind
and people taking time
and I feel people's anger
rising with the tide
I see crows kick their young
out from their nest
But I also see cats and dogs
peaceful at rest
I see love that is endless
and hate untested
And above all of this
I see scars that are mended
People are good
life also too
mass living and nine to five
is the real enemy, dude
To say it's all useless
To say we're all fucked
is to be under the gun
of a narcisstic schmuck
Look out the window
See what is now
And start seeing clearly
the power and how
The path and the choice
that comes with community
and having a voice
an optimistic opportunity.

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Alone.
Music by Cdala http://ccmixter.org/files/Cdal a/19315

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It's never too late to change things.

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Music by thefabs : http://www.newgrounds.com/audi o/listen/226383
What is
What was
What will be
Sometimes I crisscross
the Maze
and do not believe
in destiny
and sometimes I see
a line
from myself to the sky
I see a path and
design
convince myself one step forward
will be fine
and as I act normal
more paths right and left
appear predestined, i jest
hearing the low laughter
clip-clop clatter
of the mad murderous monster
that roams underground and rompers
Theseus, why couldn't you have drawn a map
A better path than a confused allegory
A better way than an unlivable story
Because the map does not fit
And the people who visit
I don't know how to get along with
and even my thoughts
when I take too many left turns
starts a fire that burns and burns
shine bright
little light
but don't take off
not ready for flight
there's got to be a way
to find a path today
without resorting to lies
without going to hide
in some corner of the maze
to escape the race
chompity chomp chomp
you know the clappety clomp
of the monster is gonna get you
gonna see through you too
gonna rip into you
and chew and chew and chew
He's gonna Take you to
Where you don't want to be
What you don't want to see
Who you don't want to be
But fire, buddy, is delusion the only release?
Is isolation the only path to peace?
As we sit and think, we hear the beast
Around the corner, with anger unceased
And as I ready mysefl to feel the full burden of the beast
I remind myself
that I do not believe
in destiny

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Music by broove: http://www.newgrounds.com/audi o/listen/242281

Hello little shadow being
I can hear your heart beating
Quiet, Listening to the Pleading
All these dreams
can bear repeating
These dreams of future and of Past
All these doors winding down Fast
And as these Nightmares creep ever closer
This endless darkness extends ever lower
Music makers, dancers, shakers
Lovers, singers, new creators
Amid all this violence, find the peace
Amid all this chaos, find release
And like Enkidu, we're all half-beast
In the dark shadows, we'll find peace
And as the new towers are built on the past
Already crumbling, obviously won't last
Built ever higher, built ever fast
We watch them go up, quietly laugh
Hearing the sirens calling and lulling
all of her soldiers to wall themselves in
And many of them obey
Because the Gods say
We are all Going to
Die One Day
Judgement will come, Satan will too
And Fenrir and Loki, to just name a few
Taking us down for all of our sins
Have we been good, or should we start again
Are we sinners or are we saints
It only matters who holds the paint
If Hermes sees us, may he send a snake
or a coyote, a trickster to take our place
The Halcyon days
Begin as they end
The Fairies and Magic
Make Reality Bend
We've been so asleep
and stuck in the past
We're here once again
Waking up at last
hey arjuna
hello christ
waking up
on this good night
hello Ra
hello God
We're all Princes
Noone's not
hello buddha
hello saints
get your pencils
and your paints
paint and draw
breathe and live
make a new world to give
we're all saints
we're all saviors
life as beauty
not as labor
we have the key
we're at the door
we need nothing
nothing more
hello brothers, hello mothers
walking down the road
no other
goodbye here we're at the end
hello again, wake up, my friend
Run and twirl and move like mad
there are no mistakes to be had
The time is here, the time is now
nowhere we must be somehow
Hello you
Hello Me
Create a new
Reality

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What is Man's story?
Who is he?
What is his purpose?
Music: http://ccmixter.org/files/Cdal a/19269

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The age of being reasonable is over

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Music by: http://ccmixter.org/files/DoKa shiteru/19795
Written/ Edited by: ozjthomas
http://ozjthomas.blogspot.com/ 2009/05/eco-logy.html

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Have faith

http://ozjthomas.blogspot.com/
http://ozjthomas.blogspot.com/ 2009/05/ghost.html
Ghost (too long to post here)

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