A Thousand Years

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I'm walking through my contradictions
to where my knowledge bends
I've gone beyond a scope
I comprehend.
I've seen the different sublimations
I've seen the fluid forms
But you must leave yourself
to keep these visions warm.

You'll know it in a different language,
in the different styles
A thousand years and a thousand miles.

The wrong questions made us claustrophobic
with half the spectrum drained
Old metaphors continued
unexplained.
Blank messages were too repeated
and pulled the ceilings near
The present called too loud
for us to hear.

But you'll feel it in a different knowledge,
in a little while
A thousand years and a thousand miles.

(key change)

There are places with a second meaning,
other ways and times
Wider mirrors showing
deeper hills to climb.
There's another that has never seen this
but they'll know us well
Their horizons leave
an endless trail to tell.

And you'll hear it in a different feeling,
from the current trials
A thousand years and a thousand miles.

I Don't Believe You

It's weird. I'm looking for some new music to stretch my brain out with, after all that's what music is for, and I can't find anything to stimulate me. I have all of recorded music history in front of me, thanks to the internet, and I'm having trouble finding artists who stimulate me. Nobody's reaching out to the seventeenth dimension.

I think we're under a glass ceiling. You can see it in how we talk and what we see and what we write about. Politics and my best friend's girlfriend and sniffing glue are leaving me cold. It's nobody's fault but I think our artists are under that glass ceiling. Nobody's gonna read this so I'm entitles to my opinion but I think they are. Call it atheism, call it hyperactive materialism, call it myopia if you want. But I think music is too locked into the material world. Yeah that's right.

I want to find artists that believe in, and are stretching out into, the seventeenth dimension. Whatever you call it I want to hear artists that are stretching out into it and exploring it. I'm fatigued by punk rock that exists in the material world and I'm fatigued by jazz that has song titles like "Two Boots, A Lucky Chain And A Song" or "Avenue H Jump" or "Gravy Potatoes." It seems like too high of a high powered engine to have under the hood of a car that's used for errands.

Now I know there are artists out there who are stretching and I know that I am talking in broad strokes. I am seeking out those artists now. I'm even trying to become one of those artists. If no one's doing it for you, you have to do it for yourself. I'm trying. I guess Bach is a good place to begin...