YOB
Album • 2002
So cold In space Infinitetly streching Filled but empty While on earth we create our love and hate Create hate, create destruction All hope All faith Built on stories we create Defend the lie at any cost Destroy life The sound The hum The vibration of the nameless one While on earth we create misery Cannot hear the wordless chanting Sublime, unborn Stars die for us to learn In the timeless no life is lost Can't you feel the universal throb The cold, the dark, it feels so real The cold, the dark, it feels so real, so real The pain, the fear, we're thaught the pain and fear Each moment a new world arises Each breathe a brand new day Let the world argue itself to death As I listen to the bliss I hear the hum of the universe I don't know what the truth is To this life
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"We have been brought up to experience ourselves as isolated centers of awareness and action, placed in a world that is not us, that is foreign, alien, other, which we confront, where as in fact the way an ecologist describes human behavior is as an action what you do is what the whole universe is doing at the place you call here and now. You are something the whole universe is doing in the same way that a wave is something that the whole ocean is doing. Now, this is not what you might call a fatalistic or deterministic idea. You see, you might be a fatalist if you think you are a sort of puppet which life pushes around, and you are seperate from life. That's fatalism." - Alan Watts, The Tao of Philosophy
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