Dream Trancendence

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Musical Accompaniment:

Band of Horses - Blue Beard

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It’s when I’ve forgotten that I’ve missed her when she finally appears
And after waking from my dream, I find my face is lined with tears

The Utopian illusion shows me just what could have been
The life we could have had, the one I’m awaiting to begin

Only together have we a chance, of nothing else am I more sure
Without her life is futile and difficult to endure

In the bardo, I’ll rejoice, to finally hold her once more
And the next life will be easier, that’s what these lives are for

I’ve gotten good at traveling, I’ll find her, there’s no doubt 
I know what I’m searching for and I’ll hear her calling out

Enemy

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Musical Accompaniment:

Explosions in the Sky - The Birth and Death of the Day (Jesu Mix)

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Written August twenty-fourth, at a quarter past three

In the rain and the moonlight, for my enemy:

It's been over half a year since we last exchanged words

Mine were respectfully cordial, though apparently for the birds

I listened to your arguments and excepted them as fact

But I no longer believe them after seeing you react

There must be a deeper meaning, for your actions make no sense

Yet to this day, to my dismay, I still struggle with your pretense

Maybe I was to your fancy but not up to your standard

Maybe it just seemed that way since to my lechery you pandered

Maybe you need the drama to make sense of your existence

Though I really don't appreciate you forcing my assistance

And these are all just speculations, I'd give you the benefit of the doubt

If the end of our "friendship" was truly all it brought about

But that's simply not the case, as you know all too well

To put it into your own words: "I'll make your life a living Hell"

Though I have to disappoint you there, you are indeed an irritation

Because now I have an enemy - a source of great frustration

Your pride's too big to swallow, live and let live is your surrender

You should've learned by now, as you are not a first offender

So here I put to paper, now at twenty past three

Yet some more honest words, with which you'll disagree

All this awkwardness and discomfort, it was easy to foresee

For nothing good has ever come from making an enemy

Wendung

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Musical Accompaniment:

The War On Drugs - Eyes to the Wind

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Beinah habe ich die Hoffnung aufgegeben
Dann endlich fand ich was, um meine Laune doch zu heben

Für eine Wendung ist nun Zeit, ich spüre es im Wind
Auch wenn der Sturm vernichtend war, wurd' ich vor Wut nicht blind

Bestärkt bin ich stattdessen, hab' mein Leben in der Hand
Und beherrscht wird es ab jetzt von der Vernunft und dem Verstand

Ich stell' mich gern gegen die Strömung, mit der Brise im Gesicht

Anstatt mich zu verstecken genieße ich das Licht

The Phenomenon

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Musical Accompaniment:

Explosions in the Sky - What Do You Go Home To (Mountains Mix)

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Dozens of broken bottles

Began to wash up on the shore

And even as we went to bed

There just kept coming more

Days later the phenomenon

Had reached its apparent end

So I went out onto the beach

And in my book, these words I penned:

"It is strange to find such beauty

Amidst such catastrophe"

For as the morning sun caught the colored glass

I heard the world call out to me

And I learned things in that moment

As I stood awe-struck in the sand

I learned that hardly anything

Will ever turn out as planned

There doesn't have to be a reason

Things can happen just because

And life doesn't seem to have a purpose

But I learned then that it does

For, rationally, I knew

There must be some absurd explanation

But what this happening meant to me

Was up to my interpretation

And I finally I understood

The sheer simplicity of it all

That life is what you make of it

Triumphs and failures great and small

And in the face of negativity

There is but one thing to be done

You must find beauty in the chaos

Like broken bottles in the sun