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Blind Ocean
10:55
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Our
Thoughts
Projects
Around
We’re just a dust
Of boundless space
We're like a grass
Primitive race
But we are sold
To our pride
In the constructed world
Of our mind
How can we learn the Ocean
If we can't understand ourselves
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2. |
Mirrors
08:30
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We came to space not to conquer
We want Earth to be it’s size
Seek to find no smart creatures
No other worlds, we need a mirrors
We’re coming here ready to find
Loneliness, fight, wail and death
We are noble, humane and kind
Shining knights of the sacred contact
But it’s a lie…
It’s a lie!
Early years of civilization,
Or men intelligent more than us.
We want an icon of human creation,
We seek a mirrors
We came to space not to conquer
We want Earth to be it’s size.
Seek to find no smart creatures
No other worlds, we'll find a mirrors
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3. |
Giant Monologue
06:48
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The first attempts at contact employed special electronic devices that transformed stimuli sent in both directions. The ocean played an active part in the design of the devices - though all this happened in complete darkness. It modified certain components of the equipment lowered into it, as a result of which the discharges it registered would change, and the devices would record a multitude of signals that were like fragments of some vast advanced analysis. In fact, certain results were obtained. The ocean—a source of electrical, magnetic, and gravitational impulses—spoke as it were in the language of mathematics; certain sequences of its electrical discharges could be classified by drawing on the most abstract branches of terrestrial analysis and of set theory; they contained homologues of structures known from the area of physics that is concerned with the mutual relationship between energy and matter, finite and infinite magnitude, particles and fields. All this led scientists to believe they were dealing with a thinking monster, that it was some kind of protoplasmic sea-like-brain grown so vast it covered an entire planet, which passed time engrossed in theoretical reflections on an inconceivable scale concerning the nature of the universe; and that what the instruments captured were no more than tiny, accidentally overheard snippets of a stupendous monologue, utterly beyond our comprehension, that was endlessly being performed in its depths.
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4. |
Dawn For Nobody
05:34
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5. |
Release
04:36
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Deep in the Ocean
Your reflection was created
My illusions
Drowned there on the same day
I can’t believe
That it’s not a lie
Sanity left me
When you came into my life
Deep in the ocean
Let us stop abhorrent things
Please forsake me
And forgive me please
I release
Why? Why?! Why???
You came into my life
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6. |
Dried Shadows
07:32
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In circumstances that were essentially inexpressible, I seemed to find myself in places devoid of sky, earth, floors, ceilings, or walls, as if I were shrunken or imprisoned in a substance that was alien to me, as if my whole body had become part of some half-dead, unmoving, shapeless lump. Or, rather, that I myself was that lump, deprived of flesh, surrounded by at first indistinct pale pink patches suspended in a medium with different optical properties than air, such that it was only from very close up things became clear, even excessively and supernaturally so, because in those dreams of mine my immediate surroundings were more concrete and material than anything I experienced awake. Whenever I woke up I had the paradoxical feeling that the real waking life was in fact the other one, and that what I saw when I opened my eyes was nothing but its wizened shadow.
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7. |
Black Wave
07:10
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I’m still waiting for you
On the false land
Black wave crawled to the shore
Reached my hand
Crushed
I can’t move
Stunned
My body – numb
In vain I'm waiting for you
Someone mighty and vast
Put an image of your mind
But couldn't comprehend mine
A bad joke?
Or misconception?
With no shame
No back thoughts
Everything
I forgive you
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8. |
In Memories
06:28
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You came to me
From my dreams
From the depths
Of mind’s streams
You were here.
No regret.
This place
Didn't forget.
From the pain
You came to me,
And stayed
In the memories.
You,
I know
Our closeness
Belongs
To us.
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Below The Sun Krasnoyarsk, Russia
Formed in the Summer of 2012 for a one-off performance, refused to dissolve and still going strong.
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