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Take the 90 percent, and contemplate, or study. It's not rocket science. It's hard to understand, but, with some insight and effort, it makes perfect sense. It's the effort part that people in general do not engage.

Which is why I receive so many insults. You did not insult me, so it does not include you. Those who choose to ostracize someone for presenting things not understood, are the ones who will someday. It's not pleasant finding things out the easy and broad way. Which is a hard lesson.

It sucks big time to find out Truth after you pass on this carcass. And, it is a carcass. We are indeed the walking dead, and are clueless.

The whole business of tying music as a process of 'evolutionism' into some kind biological metamorphosis, that progressed over time is demonstrated in reverse, exactly the manner in which everything is showing signs of regressing. Any, especially a Nobel winning biologist would certainly know the Hierarchy of the biological order of life, both old and new.

One would think anyway.

I am here to condescend, or ridicule anyone. I am actually attempting to open some eyes to see, and, I am not obligated to anything. I choose to, because, I have a bit of sympathy, and Love for beings, I should not care about, so it says.

I am actually surprised to know that is only 90%, and not higher. My last post should have raised that percentage a bit Good for you to grasp 10%

And, once again I have not insulted anyone. Nor, have I been injurious in my words, but, I will be accused again. No offense pedestrian, I do not condemn or judge people personally. That is task folks bring on themselves. It's not a pleasant experience, I can attest to that.

There is a judgment, you can take that to the bank. I've witnessed it, and, it is humiliating, as an understatement.

But, music is what this site involves. Music speaks to you. Words speak to me. So, if you can relate to the lyrics, then you are a seer. If not, it's a good song.



I imagine long walks down the road
Things begin to bloom and the sky explodes
The damage is undone, and then I know
This has got to be a
Dream machines and luxuries don't last
I took my sleep for granted in the past
And I woke up half-dead in the hourglass
Now, does that sound funny?

Wait, you're almost there
It's gone
You're almost there
It's gone
You're almost where what follows you, does not bother you

I have walked the tightrope parts of me
Towed the line just far enough to see
Never found a gift I got for free
You pay for them dearly
I see my forever is one long night
If I can make it dark, I can make it light
I know that most of living done is done in the mind
Only thought survives

Wait, you're almost there
It's gone
You're almost there
It's gone
You're almost where what follows you, does not bother you

Are you tired?
Are you uninspired?
Does the miscommunication try to eat you up inside?
And I am here, as you are here
And everything I want to know is
Sleeping in your ears!

Wait, you're almost there; it's gone
You're almost there; it's gone
You're almost where what follows you, does not bother you

Wait, you're almost there it's gone
You're almost there it's gone
You're almost where what follows you, does not...

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The passing traveler stops for food and music.