Imagination

Imagination Michael Gogol

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Underworld - Born Slippy - The Italian Job Tribute Remix

Lucent Oblivion

Star Swan

Gene Jumper, Suspicious Minds # 12, Elvis, ( cover)

Suspicious Minds # 12, Gene Jumper,  Elvis, ( Cover)

PRISM

THE SOURCE
I don't know who I am
I only know who I'm not
Traces of a man trapped within a robot
Sentient for the gestolt emerging 
Two circles with a radiance to determine 
Surging through the body like micro impulses 
We make our choices with voices unheard
In the beginning there was the thought before the word
The creation of a world 
Observed first man beyond the thicket
With a ticket to all the worlds trinkets 
0And riches
The dream dissolved for the bigots 
They celebrated.....good riddance 
Man in nature the beginning forgotten 
Man and maker in it's pristine origin 
Under a spell of the coin
I don't honour them 
The leviathan wants you to follow them
I feel sorrow when
My time isn't borrowed
Hollow men 
will never grasp it's concept
I am man son of Adam sun of sunset
In my lungs of dust where my breath kept
From first breath given we was charged with
Creators kingdom
We the keepers of the garden 
To maintain.....jealousy of Kain 
And god marked him discharged him
So he went marching to war
Cities of eyesore arose from the Earth's floor
The impact calcified mans thoughts
Changed our course forever
Well now is the time to bring them together 
Return to the source 

Full circle we go
Souls like rivers flow
Eternal 
From the cold of space to the warm embrace that birthed you
Full circle we go the universal laws
Birth, life, death, then return to the source 

ANAM'S PART

A CAN I LEAVE THE CURRICULUM?
MY PROFESSION IS DANGER
I took a lot of blows AS A CHILD
THAT NOW TO LIVE SEEMS RIDICULOUS TO ME
I SPEND MY LIFE IN AN ALLEY
PULLING FORWARD WITH THE MINIMUM
THERE ARE SO MANY PARANOIES THAT EVERYTHING APPEARS TO ME VENIAL
WHAT A ESCAPE FROM THE WORLD READING QUASIMODO

"Everyone stands alone in the heart of the earth
pierced by a ray of sunshine:
and it is immediately evening. "

I saw a homeless man starve on the ground
people quickly passed the briefcase
of skin and the mind already turned to Saturday night
let's Dance
The Qoelet reveals the fiction to us
the shit that remains floats
I am in depression and I struggle to understand
the voices I hear:
Who is speaking?
I can't forget this story
I relive the butterfly effect
I lean out then I hear the megaphone:
Step away from the yellow line.
while we wait for life to change
you know this city is a cage for me
in full light it hides my anger

you call it an offer, in truth it is a diktat
too many Sundays
city
whore and venus
speed crack
eyes of ashes
closhar
dress to see
the belly growls the hand tries to ask
PEOPLE AVOID ME, THEY HAVE NO TIME TO WASTE
Lord they don't see me see
yet they are
they look at the mannequins and the colored shop windows

The Source - Codex Scrolls And Anam Hermit (Prod. The Italian Job Remix)

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