There are crossroads where fate steps softly, and if you listen, you will hear her—an echo of the divine feminine pouring water over parched vision. In her presence the haze lifts, revealing the lattice of your purpose shimmering beneath the ordinary. She does not command or compel; she simply mirrors the fire already smoldering in you, kindling it into revelation. Grasp this moment with deliberate care: the universe rarely grants such crystalline sight twice. Having been anointed by her gift, walk with intention, for the gods have pressed a burning seal upon your path and wait to watch you wield its light.

The Sublime Vision / Her Gift

The pillars you once leaned on have crumbled to dust, leaving you barefoot on the raw edge of the unknown. One path tempts you back into the hush of numb routine; the other demands surrender—an unflinching plunge into the furnace where ego burns away. Choose the fire. In its glow, every past “failure” reveals itself as a hidden teacher: darkness draws the outline of light, loss defines the contour of purpose. Piece by luminous piece, you reassemble your spirit into something truer than any inherited creed could offer. The source welcomes you home, branding your heart with a charge to blaze brighter than before. Step forward, child of the crucible—your soul is signed in flame.

Reintegration

Stand close and feel the hum—a golden corona alive with wisdom, generosity, and calm command. It’s the rare radiance of a heart that beats in time with higher realms, guiding thought through the lens of compassion. In that light, doubts soften, wounds begin to knit, and purpose shines with new resolve. To witness such an aura is to glimpse divinity wrapped in human form—an angelic shield that turns fear to courage, scarcity to abundance, and ordinary moments to sparks of enlightened possibility.

Golden Aura

Inside the chrysalis, the self fractures along repeating lines—fractal seams of fear, pride, longing—each pattern asking to be lived, surrendered, and laid to rest. You die a thousand small deaths until the old scaffolds loosen and fall, and what remains is the clean geometry of truth. From that lattice, wings unfold. No more crawling through borrowed roles or secondhand destinies; you rise light as intention, moving through an endless sky you were always meant to claim—here to see, to lift, to change, beginning with your own reborn heart.

Chrysalis Fractals - Movement 1

Some days the world arrives in soft focus—edges smudged, meanings half-formed—while you drift from lighthouse to lighthouse, never quite docking. You want the good, you reach for it, yet the signal stutters and the crowd feels a step away. There isn’t an answer waiting at the end of this evening, only the hum of the road and a sky that keeps unfolding. Breathe. Keep your compass kind. Even the guides carry only fragments; perhaps it’s you who will stitch the missing piece and find the door no one else could see.

Blurred Transitions

This is the rare music of a fearless mind: potent, clean, and luminous, composing a life in true time beneath a patient moon that feels tuned to your heartbeat. Everything falls into place—the old noise fades, the sharp edges soften. What once haunted you loosens its grip, and even the present’s trials arrive like passing clouds. In that silver hush, a mind free of fear and doubt plays its own bright melody—steady, soulful, utterly clear. To witness it (or wear it) is to see power made gentle, purpose made simple, and freedom made real. 

Magical Moonlit Mind Medley

[Verse 1]
I got the thrills, if you got the pills
We can all sit around, and wonder why…
Well, I got the time, if you got the wine
We can all sit around, and fuck’n drown.. Yeah..

[Verse 2]
I got the thrills, if you got some pills
We can all sit around, and die.. Yeah..
I’ve got the time, if you got the wine
We can all sit around, and intertwine.. Oh..

[Chorus 1]
Hiiiiigh… Oh..
Hiiiiigh…

[Verse 3]
We’ve all got some lies, that we try to hide
And it’s all, the same bullshit
And, I don’t know why, I just sit and die
While you all, run around and cry bullshit

[Verse 4]
We’ve all got some lies, that we try to hide
And it's all the same bullshit.. Oh..
I’ve got some lines, That i could feed to you
But its all, the same, bullshit

So..

[Chorus 3]
I’m Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh…
Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh…

[Verse 5]
I’ve got some time, if you got some wine
We can all sit around, intertwined.. Yeah…
I’ve got the thrills, if you got some pills…
We can all sit around, and wonder why…

Why I’m..

[Chorus 4]
Hiiiiiiiiiiiiigh….
Hiiiiiiiiiiiiigh…..

[Verse 6 - Outro]
I’ve got some time, if you got some wine
We can all sit around, intertwined.. Yeah…
I’ve got the thrills, if you got some pills…
We can all sit around, and wonder why…

I've got the thrills (Reb!rth)

Wasted in the night
Toasted in the fire
Waiting for the light
I’ve been deceived tonight…

By sin, sin sin..
Sin, sin sin..
Sin, sin sin..
Sin, sin sin…

I’ve been, wasted tonight
Toasted in the fire
I’m gonna beg again
And I’m gonna beg
For sure
The reason I begin
Are the reason that I’m sore
In the end
I let you in…

By sin, sin sin..
Sin, sin sin..
Sin, sin sin..
Sin, sin sin…

I’ve been, alone tonight
Toasted by the fire
Waiting, for this fight
But I’m not deceived
Tonight…

By sin, sin sin..
Sin, sin sin..
Sin, sin sin..
Sin, sin sin…

I’ve been, wasted tonight
Toasted by  your fire fire
A fire of liars, fire of liars
Desire of fire, a faire of liars…

By sin, sin sin..
Sin, sin sin..
Sin, sin sin..
Sin, sin sin…

I’ve been, alone tonight
Toasted by your fire fire
A fire of liars, fire of liars
Desire of fire, a fire of liars
Fire of liars fire of liars
Desire of fire, a fire of liars
A fire of liars…


[Verse 1]
Way down, in the bottle of the fools
A ways down, is the bottle of the fools (I said she don’t know)
Way down, in the bottle of the tools (hah)

[Chorus 1]
She crawls around in my head, 
it crawls inside you too
You hold your head downside
I hold my head down too

[Verse 2]
Way down, in the bottle of the fools
A ways down, is the bottle of the fools

[Chorus 2]
I hold my head up high
You hold your head down low
I hold my hands up high
You put your your head down loooow

[Verse 3]
Way down, in the bottle of the fools
Way down, your so fuck’n cool

[Chorus 3]
I hold my head up high
You hold your head down low
I come around and say
You might as well know what to dooo-aahhhh

[Interlude / Climax 1]
Where too
Where I..
Where too
Where all
break down
You’ll come back foooorrrrr

[Verse 4]
Way down in the bottle of the fools
So way down, in the bottle of the tools

[Chorus 4]
I hold my head up high
You hold your head down low ooh oh
You put your hands up high
I put my hands down loo-owwww..

[Interlude / Climax 2]
Ahh, way down there
Fuck’n us too
Yeah, way down there
Their fuck’n us too
Way down there
and fuck’n us too oh oh ah

[Verse 5]
Way down in the fire of the fools
Way down, you see the man and his tools

[Chorus 5]
You hold my head up high
You hold your head down low

You come across as strange
You come across as cool

[Interlude / Climax 3]
Yeeeee-aah, we both
Knoooooooooo-aaaahh, your too fuck’n
Me too oooh, me too
Your fuck’n low, fuck’n me too

[Verse 6]
Way down in the bottle of the fool
You're told what to think is cool

A ways down in the bottle of the fool
You’re told what to do and what’s fuck’n cool

[Chorus 6]
I hold my head up high
You hold your head down low oh oh

[Interlude / Ending 4]
To stay up far
or to stay here too oh oh oh ah
Ah in their flare
Sit and stare

—  


In the bottle of the fool

Adam Evesly & the fractal 17 - an exploratory experiment in multidisciplinary art & music, a work in merging both the dark & the light in all of us, explicitly free from any cage

In the bottle of the fool

Adam Evesly

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