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Reflecting on the aspect of Eternity while sitting in it is something that feels almost impossible. We return to a common theme in this work; the disembodied aspect of time. The past, was once the present as well as the future. I've heard that they have confirmed that time is fluid, something I've suspected for years. It's been said that ghosts are memories that refuse to leave the astral plane. Does this mean that part of us never die? Does it imply that the thing we do the most is the thing that we will do forever? If ask me that sounds an awful lot like purgatory.

I think that all if us at one point has yearned to return to a particular point in time. Maybe to a simpler time when everything made sense, maybe to a moment when you were drowning within intimate love, or perhaps it was a epoch of carnal delights. How would it feel to keep that leagth of time like a leagth of film and run it on repeat. Would it diminish its quality? Would you eventually become bored with bliss? Can heaven have no meaning if there is no hell?

Just as the ghosts of memory live the same acts over and over again, the infinite replay of heaven will also turn into a self assured purgatory. Could that purgatory eventually turn to hell?

The monotony that drives man insane is the same monotony that feeds the earth as well as the universe around it. The snow melts and the seasons pass to spring and later summer, fall and winter again. The earth passes around the sun as long as it is able. The sun whips around the galaxy and the galaxy spins itself around in the same way its known for millennia.

Even something so horrendously gargantuan must tire of endless monotony. I've heard that the Milky Way is crashing into the Adromena. I wonder if there is a sense of relief as change slowly slithers it's way into the black darkened landscape? Can a galaxy become a ghost? Can a ghost become redeemed? Can redemption only be bestowed upon the condemned? Is it all just one endless loop? Will this happen again?

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S O N G I S A V A I L A B L E T H R O U G H Y O U T U B E
A N D S O U N D C L O U N D B E L O W -------------------------------------------------------

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lyrics
VERSE 1
If I could turn the hands back on your face, if i was able
it wouldnt be to long I dont think I could pretend
but if the sun could set in reverse better yet
it would shine once again I could live with regret
if there was any other way you know Id try and regress
yea you betX2

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and it all goes on for much to long
it all goes and then we're gone
it all goes on and feels so wrong
it all goes on x2
again and again
it all goes onX2
again

VERSE 2
if i could leave a little bit for you if i was able
I dont believe id ever able to leave enough
and if my cup was full as a rank sepid pool
i would drink it up deeply and feel like a fool
if i can forget to remember perhaps i can remember to forget

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SOLO

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Description

Reflecting on the aspect of Eternity while sitting in it is something that feels almost impossible. We return to a common theme in this work; the disembodied aspect of time. The past, was once the present as well as the future. I've heard that they have confirmed that time is fluid, something I've suspected for years. It's been said that ghosts are memories that refuse to leave the astral plane. Does this mean that part of us never die? Does it imply that the thing we do the most is the thing that we will do forever? If ask me that sounds an awful lot like purgatory.

I think that all if us at one point has yearned to return to a particular point in time. Maybe to a simpler time when everything made sense, maybe to a moment when you were drowning within intimate love, or perhaps it was a epoch of carnal delights. How would it feel to keep that leagth of time like a leagth of film and run it on repeat. Would it diminish its quality? Would you eventually become bored with bliss? Can heaven have no meaning if there is no hell?

Just as the ghosts of memory live the same acts over and over again, the infinite replay of heaven will also turn into a self assured purgatory. Could that purgatory eventually turn to hell?

The monotony that drives man insane is the same monotony that feeds the earth as well as the universe around it. The snow melts and the seasons pass to spring and later summer, fall and winter again. The earth passes around the sun as long as it is able. The sun whips around the galaxy and the galaxy spins itself around in the same way its known for millennia.

Even something so horrendously gargantuan must tire of endless monotony. I've heard that the Milky Way is crashing into the Adromena. I wonder if there is a sense of relief as change slowly slithers it's way into the black darkened landscape? Can a galaxy become a ghost? Can a ghost become redeemed? Can redemption only be bestowed upon the condemned? Is it all just one endless loop? Will this happen again?

PLEASE LIKE SHARE FOLLOW AND SUBSCRIBE! I CAN USE ALL THE HELP I CAN GET! PLEASE AND THANK YOU YA BEAUTIFUL ANIMALZ!
S O N G I S A V A I L A B L E T H R O U G H Y O U T U B E
A N D S O U N D C L O U N D B E L O W -------------------------------------------------------

www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kca69B…
soundcloud.com/the-unknown-art…

lyrics
VERSE 1
If I could turn the hands back on your face, if i was able
it wouldnt be to long I dont think I could pretend
but if the sun could set in reverse better yet
it would shine once again I could live with regret
if there was any other way you know Id try and regress
yea you betX2

CHORUS
and it all goes on for much to long
it all goes and then we're gone
it all goes on and feels so wrong
it all goes on x2
again and again
it all goes onX2
again

VERSE 2
if i could leave a little bit for you if i was able
I dont believe id ever able to leave enough
and if my cup was full as a rank sepid pool
i would drink it up deeply and feel like a fool
if i can forget to remember perhaps i can remember to forget

CHORUS

SOLO

CHORUS