A concept album telling the story of a hero discovering their purpose to bring peace and systemic effectiveness to the war-torn and corrupt societies of their modern era. The story encounters many prophets, supporting characters, and ulterior storylines along the way which allow them to eventually tear the fabric of reality apart. The societies of their modern world operate in a way in which  virtue is falsely defined as undeserving of holding power and influence within its systemic function. Therefore, the album and the story was enhanced by various influences throughout our sociological existence. The insightful social criticism of Aldous Huxley's Brave new world influenced Trenton Krzyzowski to not only create an interesting story but also a thorough analysis on the trajectory of our sociological existence; the fantastic storytelling troupes from J.R.R. Tolkien's famous Lord of the Rings 3 part Novel influenced the character development and the more linear aspects of the story's progression. Conceptually the album is laced with various takes on political theory influenced by the inherent injustice and economic ineffectiveness of late-stage capitalism; as well as the oppressive authoritarian regime that coincides with the unnecessary perpetuation of such an industry favoring system that disallows innovation and modernization to be the most important goal of humanities development in an era of humanity that is in desperate need for a platform that perpetuates modernization more effectively. Pushing the reader and the society in which they are involved to influence the development of a more effective economic system for an era desperate for expedited modernization, justice, and peace.  As far as musical influences go, avant-garde music that's ethos is to challenge the status quo influenced the albums experimental and challenging aesthetic which seems to be clinging on to the status quo by but a thread of conformity. All of these influences as well as various others come together to create Trenton Krzyzowski's most research extensive, intuitive, focused, cerebral, and ambitious album yet. Therefore, the circumstances of the album not only represent deep and interesting storylines with various amounts of sociological criticism brewed up to question and challenge some of the greatest issues taunting the systemic existence of our modern era, but also a coming to age story of a young man finding confidence and self awareness with his purpose as an artist.

Transcendental Reliquaries

A somewhat coherent storyboard -- concept album -- made of multiple concepts, characters and narratives coming together in a bricolage of subjects with the same definition as the nouns previously mentioned at the beginning of this sentence -- after the parenthetical gap to explain the superfluous description I ascribed the album basically means "concept album". All of this comes from an impetus of philosophy and philosophical fiction underlying the conceptual-narrative structure the album is built on. 

The rest is for you to decide.

Clarity Frees Me From Feelings

The Main character has learned to master their skills and finds confidence in their ability to challenge and face the corruption of their world. Meaningless noise is the start of the 4th Chapter. This chapter can best be summarized as a point in the story in which the character resurfaces from their training, prepared to disseminate the conflict.

Meaningless Noise

The beginning of the narrative. This song represents the first half of the first chapter in which the setting is set and the reader gets a general idea of the trajectory of the story.

On The Road To Our Nightmares

The latter half of the first chapter in which peace is interrupted and the character discovers their call to action.

Collaboration

The first example of an alternative storyline coming to the forefront of the listener's consciousness. However, this storyline will find it's roots in a later happenstance within the story's progression.

Unnecessarily Irreversible Notions of Identity

Prophecy stands as its own chapter in the story in which the main character encounters a prophetic character who gives them visions of what's to come and to begin their training as a master of the laws of the universe that would allow the main character to abolish all evil into an ether world. This chapter is also what begins stretching the narrative into other storylines through the character beginning to control our understanding of the physical realm by tinkering with perceptions of reality through their understanding of the laws of physics.

Prophecy

Inspired by Thomas Pynchon and "society".

Lyrics: 

Wake up 
Find the nearest door 
Those maniacs 
Are after us 
Grab the Gewehr 43
Get to the basement
Is this the price of evil? 

I walked through the fires of hell 
the liberal ones claimed
The catatonic Jews 
Were just as good as the dead ones 
It'd be better than taking them out alive 

Next up on the block 
I'll keep it right 
I've seen it all the way through 
In those piles of bodies 
Some of us found a latter 

You'd better bet 
I took it personal 
Why would you question 
that I'm incapable of a code of ethics? 

What do you mean it's convenient to think
Everyone other than myself 
Is in the wrong?

I'm not such a bad guy 
Freud taught me how to heal wounds 
with funny faces

If this isn't the time for Laughter
then how can we define horror?
Accept the shame 
Get out of my base
Why would you step foot
in enemy territory? 

I'm gonna need a bandaid 
For that one 
Take your scraps 
Where they're left off 

The rocket trickles 
Admist the atmosphere 
Time is a lie 
When we die
before we can perceive the explosion 
in a constant of paranoia 
What's gonna happen next? 

We can get through it 
We can do it!
We can get through it 
We can do it!

(Be Patient 
Don't Kill the messenger
Be patient 
Vacuous systems 
Control our world 
Wait for the change 
Let it give us what it needs to
Empty platitudes 
Control our world 
He's gonna be gone for a while so 
Don't let your heart 
Run cold
It's up to you ) Rinse and repeat

So what's the deal?
Give me the matter of facts. 

Starry-eyed dreamer 
Bring home the bacon 
Drench this world in blood 
Send your enemies 
To the slaughter house 
Rather than take responsibility

Is it up to me? 
We always we need someone to tell us 
What to think.

We're sinking 
We're wearing thin...

Can we fix this?
Or is the damage done?

Dr. Hilarius

About a Physicist, a Poet and a corrupt politician (furthermore understanding the errors of his ways to, therefore, properly reform his behavior and the society he reigns over).

Lyrics: 

I'll rest my case when it can be sound
Get the kids to bed 
Read a book 
Take a walk 

Gaining grains 
of sand 
Make a castle 

Outside the multi-faceted perspective
Grow some more
limitless Power 
In an internal multiverse 
Due to entropy 
An infinite potential of decisions 
At the point of the azimuth 
Must walk somewhere 
Precisely 

We're a step behind the quantum realm 
It's mathematically sensible 
Though our experience can only 
Choose one 
That's how we've arrived at the current moment: 

Spending my time 
On the otherside 
Of the problem 
(I've) never allowed myself to
Feel so deep 
Before 

Regulating the turmoil that made me into anything other than not 
Who I must be 

A consequence of the modern condition 
Born to become 
Disillusioned 
Desperately rationalizing 
Our desire to supersede 
Failed ideologies 

Get the noise 
To sincerity 
Desperately powerful rhetoric 
Is a commonplace belief 
We were born 
Desperate for control 

Here's a hint: 
I'm using these speakers to invoke 
My believes into crowds 
Particular frequencies of pitches 
Are linked 
To brainwashing and the possibility of mind control 

Manipulation 
Has stained us 
Modern day politics 
Corporations misconstrue
The function of democracy 

Feel the present 
One's concerned with 
The decisions that make the most sense 
Here's what politics are: 
Systems for humanity to function most effectively 
For the well-being of humanity 
In the best way 
We deem fit 

The war is their price 
For innocence lost

Entropy

Prophets 
Signify 
The purpose of the universe 
Desperate to feel sentiments 
Other than what's inherent 

Anything but 
To feel alone 
To feel anxious 
To feel afraid 

Anything to escape 
The fear of 
Not being essential 

More than an embryo 
Perpetuating 
Desperate proliferations 
Of biology 

Cells desperately 
Feeding 
Desperately hungry 
Desperate to stay alive

Above all else. 

What does the evidence rather support?
Why do we care to deny what's logical? 
Why do we care to feel purposeful? 

Originating from our awareness 
Above all else 

We all must concede 
We all must concede 
That we meant nothing 
before we were 
Alive enough 
To want 
Something else 

Loneliness 
Is a cliché
Based on the isolated nature of perception 
No matter the company we face.

Let's just escape 
Pretend everything is ok 
"ok"! 

Though make the decision correctly 
We construct our own meaning 

Can't be 
Too hesitant! 
Listening to the sounds on the surface 
Isn't a substitute for the real deal.

"I'm gonna need it"!!!

We can survive 
Get through the noise 
Where wisdom is no longer 
Designed to impress 
On the surface 
We disguise who we really are 

Substituted 
By how our personas are perceived 
The path ends us disappointed 
Intellectually relative 
Doublespeak

Spawned 
From our current culturally relative beliefs 
Disguising the structure of reality. 

It's time a set myself 
Free from here 
It's time I set myself 
Free from here 

It's time I made myself clear.

Prophets*

Haydn Op. 72 -- Kazoo Edition

I'm an insignificant 
Bag of meat...
(Most likely) 
That causes a consciousness 
Desperate to feel more significant 
Than what his biology represents 
By being a pretentious snob 

I'm so flawed 
Just want you to love me for who I am 
But my honesty 
Fell short 

I'm already dealing with the best I can 
I wish would join me 
Why not agree to disagree?
And learn from whom we can't stand? 

We have too much to solve 
to play pretend 

Everything comes with a sacrifice 
I want to understand what we're afraid to admit 
To support your grief 

Nothing in it for me this time
Borderline 
Self sacrifice 

I keep yourself 
Better off in my mind 
As far as I can 
No matter the consequence 
I'm a broken man 

No less than anyone else
That's the price we pay 
To make the world a better place 
Why draw battle-lines? 
When we can define 
Our worth in relevance 
I'll give back this time 
I've taken enough 
For my own 

I know just how much this world 
Will hold us back 
We're all in the same boat in this regard.

I'm Pretentious (Sometimes)

Distortion Principle

Lyrics:

Reality becomes distorted 
Fear disguises us
Fear buries freedom 


Develop power over risk made through vulnerability 
Develop a thick skin 
Armor that deflects deceit and cowardice 
Vulnerability builds freedom
Bravery builds power 
For the consequence of justice 
A price will be paid soon
It’s inevitable 
Something will break 

It all might 
If we don’t learn to live in a higher realm of 
Significance 

If we never recognize the folly that keeps us enslaved 
We will never detach from our chains
If we don’t break our ambitions from fleeting pleasure 
And search for what’s more infinite
What’s the impetus from which god exists?
Why not keep an open end?

Priorities 
Standards 
Fall short from the rest of us 
Into an abyss of meaning 
Where we learn to regret 
As our choices absolve 
From the potential they represent today
I can’t let go of it 
Until time is up
Until there is no other option left

The enlightened understand 
That we must make do with what we don’t wish to mix 
What we wish isn’t reality 

We must learn to value acceptance more than what might not be 
Hope prolongs suffering 
We must detach from what our hope makes us feel to be true 
When it’s not really there at all

Preponderant language 
Enslaves our thinking 
So why not break free?
From normality 
From the hoard 
The ship of fools 
Making actions inspired by fear
Why shouldn’t we have the courage to be better than this?

When you make it there 
You’ll agree
You’ll understand how impotent many people are
Rationalizing vain and shallow morality
You’ll understand how many people waste their time 
To live a life they’ll regret 
But you’ll know the difference 
Because you made the chance 
You’ll be better off for it 
You’ll build a life made from strength and courage

You’ll come to look down on their regrets
Before they never lived to come to the same heights themselves 
It’s lonely up there 
But better than where you would be without


Time takes its toll
You’ll be stronger if you learn to risk vulnerability
And swim in the lessons derived from pain 
deeper than any liars’
This will breed strength 


I Have the courage 
To stand alone in my thoughts 
I’ll find my true purpose there
More Than wherever I would be without it

Infinite

Limitations collapse 
From cold and detached curiosity 
The thrill of discovery 
Keeps me alive 
In my mind 
I feel most free 

People evolved 
To flock toward the warmth 
Like fire to a moth 
But I don't like to be manipulated

It's the price I must pay 
Humans repel perfection 
We crave to see its collapse 
We crave to see others fail 
It reminds us of home 

This isn't a competition 
I'll keep it to myself 
I don't need your help 
To live a fulfilling life

We deserve love for what it already is enough 
We can't help be but who we can't help but become 
satisfaction lies in my own devices

This is who I must be 
Take it or leave it 
Have you had enough?

A man told me God 
is the source 
of high-quality morality
But I know freedom is a paradox 

I'm too young to be this neurotic 
chasing delusions 
logical conclusions 
of my childhood fantasies 

I need to cut my hopes off 
I need to be patient 
Grounding what I pursue in 
Proportional plausibility 
With whom I have no choice but to be 

You could have been nicer 
Living it up in your advice 
But at least I know 
where we stand on 
And what's possible to go from here 
That's why we're still friends 
after all these years.

Lo and Behold

A golden 
Primarily white
Meadowlark 
Devastated the landscape 
With it’s trail of silver glitter 
Nuclear waste falls on the leafy flourishing green 
Falling off his wings 
Mother liberty 
Don’t be ashamed 
What does freedom mean?
His melody sung the truth 
“Why did I not get free from my birdcage  
Before it’s too late?”

I heard the reason the universe was created in 
The sway of the trees 
In the breeze 
Everything is holy 
The grass is holy
Ginsberg said “God” is no reason to take away
the sacred nature of every individual part 
each point makes up the whole system 

One by one
Brick by brick 
Up to the top of the romantic architecture 
Romantic orchestra 
Ludwig van Beethoven 

Mandala represents the inner connected nature of all 
We are enlightened in perfect harmony and balance
Bowling ball knock the systems down
pens fall down 

Rebuild it 
Back up from the start 
Beginning 
Rebirth again 
Take home the win 

That makes up the entirety of all 
even everything we are made of 
The inner clockwork 
Coincides 
Works together 
coalition  
Why are we by no means the same?


Almost out of gas 
Out of Nevada 
Heading into Tennessee

The rolling planes 
Make me curious to explore  
And unravel the horizon in the empowered observation of the enlightened moment 

flourishing and enlightened peace
flourishing and enlightened peace
Manifest the dreams to control the nations 
flourishing and enlightened peace for all

Meadowlark

Pen to paper
Up from the dirt 
The Heavy hammer’s
calling Her home phone
 
I am free  
Not just any other man 

Tells me He understands,
Inclines living manfucatered 

A black-window-web coal mine 
An Industrial prison 

Not rehabilitating 
What’s the interest of the upper-hand-ad-vantage point?
The serfs dealt with

Whoever smelt it noticed
Stinky, protect 
Tell me all your secrets  

Open up the curtains 
In the future thy begins
I counter arbitrary assault

In a Mounted Armored train 
Only minding his introspective oasis
Minding his damn business

Walking through night crawler City Lights’ sheets 
blinking at me

I’m safer alone
Observing all those symptoms 
Construction — meet the function of

Their social systems’ disease
Their “his and her”s’ bitter shame 
establish keinen justification

Inside the Wardens’
Rusty assembly machine

Don’t beg, 
but differ
these decisions ain’t no fault of my own

I know
 my worth 
Incognito: my phone
 
Government contacts can not know the difference 
In this world of simulated meaning 
War in the middle east;

some rappers don’t make  sense 
Overdosing dead-lean

Nothing is nihilistic 
Got that boom boom click 
Bubble-bursting quill-tip

blow the minds of whom the Gustapo 

Hides under the cover
Show them the wrath of the fire wizard spell
Liberate the indoctrinated masses,
Free the scared peasants, 

and
the Humble cleaner’s sheep, 
Now the Monstrous owners’  signal:
E.T. Destiny
From the Doomy endless scrolling of the abyss,
“Hatred don’t know shit  
Weak is shallow hateful ignorance”

This is all we are, Baudriarlld  
Many people are data in an algorithim   

Spectacle commodities 
Empty monochrome la ndscapes
 
Choking on its desire for significance 
The future has died on its own foundations
of Modernity  

All is art
All is meaning,
Anymore

all We are 
Anymore  

Echo chambers reinforce 
Incompatible peace 

Just swipes on a screen
The Instagram Hyper-reel

Dating commodity
Endulging is their psuedo-reality

Free this mind from slavery 
Free their minds from poverty 
 z
Unisolating community
Understanding the needs 
To be fulfilled and enlightened
Secure self actualization

I see through their elustrious disguises
Oh how these deep inner tunnels haun t me 
When I forget the hurt and lonely masses 
The fascist regime is crushing 
Facotries, producing
From the virus spreading  
Throughout the control of their “mind ” and lands

The corrupt tyrants decieve you  
I’m talking to you!
You know how it is 

I’ve grown resilient from the decay I couldn’t rectify
From the codepenent mistakes 
Had I to find this love
The kraken emerged from the depths
infinite blissful darkness

Independent now,
than ever before

Got fool footed tripped on the ground back then;
Bounce back through the madness;
Documenting proof
I had to learn from this road we went down
Got the boots back on the ground
For all I care,
Tick by tick 
The time flies 
Dingbats can be sick

Take Grace Home with a new face 
Won’t deny the blossoming and flourishing you crave 
Deep down 
Don’t be a ghost in a shell 
I refuse unhonorable droids in their game 

But,
I only got so much juice
Never beat you in a spelling bee 
Never lied
No, not even one time 

No time for these fake fucks 
They cannot play on this side of the fence
Keep it real 
Keep it real 
Won’t play pretend 

Reanimate the lost and the dead
Don’t play pretend
Reanimate  
Reanimate

Suburban Downe

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