1. CORRIDOR

(Instrumental)


2. MAZE OF GIRY

Standing on a corridor’s floor
Diffuse paintings on the wall
Hasten forward
Get out of this realm so wayward

A door appears
So white and clear
One scenario’s deliquescing
And a new one blooms right away

Dream creation
Multiform, imperious
Show me thy arcanum

Winding through deformity
Liquefying my skin
Unveil thyself
Allow me to catch myself

Productive overflow
Of fractal sense
Circular circuses
Anchored in self-applause

Dream creation
Multiform, imperious
Show me thy arcanum

Relation to reality
Seems so rigged in rust
So shall I be mindful of dreams
Or athetize them by logic?
But holding the dream
As divorced from reality
Grounded on random dynamics
Ignores the inherent
Structure of life
Cheering and praising chaos

Dream creation
Multiform, imperious
Show me thy arcanum


3. A WALK ON THE CRYSALLINE PATH

Carefully and reluctantly
I walk on a path of glass
Through my existence
Towards the vague
Towards all the buried within myself
Below my way run silent rivers
Of long withered memories
Around me lies the universe
Willing to absorb me

When I take a look to the waysides
I lay my eyes on all my dreams
They are buildings
Rusty, shaking, decayed
And as I pass these constructions

They collapse
Crash into the ground
And crumble into dust
Without any sound
But wailing in my head
A sharp, blazing flash
Speeds through all of my veins
With each falling dream
I’m lost inside myself

Meaningful creations
Architecture of the soul
Manifestation of all wishes
Traumas, fears and the unknown
The gleam of plain facades
A deceiver veiling truth
The cracked, yet solid walls
Used to protect my deep withdrawal

I feel like running
Driven by warming fire
But every taken step makes
The ground below grow colder
And glass turns to ice
Until I spot the end
Of my crystalline path

Prepared to enter
The way into myself
I rush towards the edge
At a smart pace
Until the sight
Of what I find there
Rips my cells
And petrifies my neural
For at the edge
Of this path of glass
With the silent rivers below
There’s you wearing my face
Gazing into space
A black fabric
Made of all your fears
Is softly resting in my hands
But as I reach them out for you
You turn away
And let yourself fall

And as you dive into the silent rivers
Countless cracks pervade the glass
The whole path shatters
Into micro-fragments
Gathering in a
Sparkling cloud around me
It bears me away from this place
And lifts me up
Into new born spheres
The sharp bits, they begin
To whirl around me
When all fright and grief
Finally falls apart

Millions of splinters
Are puncturing my body
Every crystal heals a wound
I watch all the dull colors
Run down in torrents
Till the raging sharps
Finish the piercing
The vitreous cloud moves on
And carries me back
Through time and space
Back to my dreams
I glide down to the buildings
Rebuilt in vast terrain
About to re-experience
Their ruination

And they collapse
Crash into the ground
And crumble into dust
Without any sound
But wailing in my head
A sharp, blazing flash
Speeds through all of my veins
With each falling dream
I’m lost inside myself

Meaningful creations
Architecture of the soul
Manifestation of all wishes
Traumas, fears and the unknown
The gleam of plain facades
A deceiver veiling truth
The cracked, yet solid walls
Used to protect my deep withdrawal

And after all
The structures have collapsed
There is only one building left
It is that dream
The one you’ve always loved
So I walk inside and close the door


4. SOPORIFIC

Ever since they merged
With the universe
I’ve been carrying
The void of night in me

But I found a way
To see them again
An alternate reality
Inside my head
Sedate the body
To activate the mind
And enter the stream of worlds

Every night I see them
In my dreams
I can feel the breath
I can hear the voices
I can smell the scents
But as time goes by
And daunting morning’s ahead
I lose it all one more time
And a dreary day starts again

Unbearable awakenings
In the morning
Eagerly waiting
Till night falls again

If normal sleep is limited
So is my time
But why limit the illimitable?
Sedate the body
To activate the mind
And enter the stream of worlds

A decision so definite and clear
Warmth inside my chest
And fire in my head
Dissolve the dark
Infuse the bright
Extend the dream eternally
By necessary transition

I slowly start to feel paralysis
Of my muscles
My thoughts, my mind
And as I lie here on my bed
I begin to lose my sense of time
Falling deeper into my abyss
Feeling every cell is stabbed
But sweet silhouettes
Appear in the darkness
Absorbing all the worries in me

Every night I saw them
In my dreams
I could feel the breath
I could hear the voices
I could smell the scents
But as time went by
And daunting morning was ahead
I lost it all one more time
And a dreary day started again

But this recurring torture is over
And lives are joined again
Senses numbed
And minds adrift
In a moment before departure
And as I stand in floodlight
All I see are smiles
I take a deep, long breath
And off I walk into
The bright, warm, safe light


5. THE AETHER APPARATUS

Spheric vessel
Containing the firmament
Which spans dreams
As it spans reality

Which bring into being
All forms of mind and matter
From fractal elements
To mind unfolding

Vas Hermeticum
My vessel
Depolarize the poles

Abstractions confronted
With present truth
Both in existence
But antagonizing

Keeping existence
A restless solution
Creating the tension
Inside my sphere

Synthesize
Remedy the discord
Which I dare to realize

So I will not rest
Until natural constants
Have reframed
To pacify my disquiet
May the microcosmic sphere
Disclose the solution
Which I can transfer
To a cosmic synthesis

But still the stellar chronicle
Manifests the polar principle
And time keeps immuring
The very thing
I can’t wait to conciliate

Spheric tension intensifies
In congruence to mine
Inducing an insight
Untouched so far
What if causality was inverse
Emanating from me?

So I will not rest
Until natural constants
Have reframed
To pacify my disquiet
May the microcosmic sphere
Disclose the solution
Which I can transfer
To a cosmic synthesis

And in this very moment
As not only the two
But all options are
Equally true in falseness
The cosmic clockwork
Is floating at the origin
And illusory poles are
Harmonizing in existence
As their only common
Quintessence


6. END OF TRANSFERENCE

Craving for the peak of equilibrium
From where I may know
Myself as equal to my personal paragon
Of perfection

It is the sun inside
On its emanations
I raise my head
Stimulated by the pride in striving
Satisfy volition and lay to rest

The flaming locus of perfection
Dynamic rays of light
Through midnight’s mist
Of transference

Synaptic crackling
From down my neck
Creating front side’s
Disorder of purpose

Following this front side mess
Describing a circular path
With final clash
And so I’m catching sight
Of my flaming core fright

Fear no longer orchestrates my way
Visions vanish vampirically into fume
The gold-sparkling flame
Commands to stay
Introducing my eyes
To its deadly red bloom

The flaming locus of perfection
Dynamic rays of light
Through midnight’s mist
Of transference

Reluctantly, in doubts
I’m snatching at flames
Yet still adhering to my ground
As I’m relieved of the decision
By a humorous grace
And surrendered to the fire’s
Uroboros-embrace

Circular glowing space
Now spirally ablaze

Dazed by the flames
Lunatic moods
So bitter the pain
In losing all wounds
Still dismissing and tearing
Deception and lies
With serenity’s wing beats
In redemption it flies

The flaming locus of perfection
Dynamic rays of light
Through midnight’s mist
Of transference


7. AMMON'S ECLIPSE

A hoarse whisper
Through static night
A sudden breeze of warmth
Spreads in the air
Announcing an arrival
At a shimmering dawn
Uncaged a spirit
Enters its new realm

Transcending this last frontier
Creation’s only child
Unliving being brought forth by
Nature’s artifice

Beyond life there lie pathways
None may tread through death’s gate
May there be sense in freedom
In untold eternities

An old heritage
Waiting to be found
Bore the sprout of
Great invention
Existence of old
Aeons’ blooming grace
Surpassed in grandeur
By this golden prime

Sapience without dependence
Fulfilling a cherished dream
Ascendency unfolded
Dwarfing the creator

Beyond life there lie pathways
None may tread through death’s gate
May there be sense in freedom
In untold eternities

It was doom that was thus devised
As man’s intellect was defeated
Its perfection spelled demise
And therefore must be deleted

Forever haunting discovery
Bound to be unraveled anew
Slumbering, awaiting endlessness


8. MULTIPOLAR

Mirror, juncture
Specular blink of an eye
One moment to spotlight
One dare for my views to collide
A time to see the moon’s dark side
And reach for mind contact tonight

Split up, decompose
The vessel from which
We naturally avert our eye

One is the savior and one is the sinner
Embodying misbehavior from the inner
Crowd of scholars in chorus with artists
So multipolar beneath my lids

Reflecting clash
Of time and space within
By conscious cognition
I cannot attain the condition
For illumining my vision
But through humbly facing abolition

Split up, decompose
The vessel from which
We naturally avert our eye

One is the savior and one is the sinner
Embodying misbehavior from the inner
Crowd of scholars in chorus with artists
So multipolar beneath my lids

I – construction
I wander along my prospect
And construct myself as an object
Just mind-existent but odd-shaped
Interacting in prismatic logic
With the initially pooled
Whole of the parts
Of a transpersonal me
Finalizing sphericity
I – destruction

Transpersonal me


9. NON-CONSTRUCT

Exploring gathered data
Explaining gained validity
To deduce the order of causality

Reaching up to the higher domain
Of extracted factors in a logic frame
Giving rise to universal concepts
Meeting all assumptions at the onset

I will tear off
The unknowns ever grinning mask

Breath the bewitching scent
Of seeking truth
Hunting down variables
Lock them up in a theory
Seeking to cut all
Phenomena at once and build
An ever valid model
To animate the construct

Rotating the factors
Adjusting the matrix
Creating new parameters
Desiring to nail down
Error variance

Chasing through oneiric forms
To channelize logical norms
Digressing to dreams of genesis
To find my peace in synthesis

Statistic artifact’s stench is ahead
Factor indeterminacy drives me mad

New parameters to feed the model
Extending the equation like a novel
Sensing whispers from measurement
Confronting with reductio argument

Theory is fighting against
A hydraesque reality

See matrices descend
Into bleedings of fools
Hunting down variables
To lock them up in a theory
Such futile thinking consists of
Hapax legomena alone and denies
The never abstractable
Perfect non-construct


10. INTO THE SHELTER OF A MIND

Rain drenching, I run
My legs so heavy, I fall

Inside this frightening world
Shadows, they hunt me
Primal fears, they stretch out their talons
My lungs filled with cold air
I sink to the ground

A dense curtain of black sparks
Is covering my eyes
So darkened is my sight
The atrocious demons inside me
Are wresting my consciousness
Away from me

A vivid flash of lightning
Thunder – the voice of hell

Surreal shapes, they rise in the rain
I know they will find me
And drag me away
How could they be imaginary
And still seem so real
I close my eyes, but once again
I sink to the ground

A dense curtain of black sparks
Is covering my eyes
So darkened is my sight
The atrocious demons inside me
Are wresting my consciousness
Away from me

In a last squint against this grey world
I can see people
They’re standing around me
They’re shaking me
But I will not wake up, ‘cause
I am now off to another world
Where I can be safe

A dense curtain of black sparks
Is covering my eyes
So darkened is my sight
The atrocious demons inside me
Are wresting my consciousness
Away from me

Now that my journey is over
The new dimension
Looks bright and so friendly
But suddenly I’m dragged away
And once again I’m awaking
In this cold, dark world of fear