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To "wake up in" a state that inherently lacks awareness (dreamless sleep) implies simultaneously being conscious (waking) and unconscious (dreamless sleep). This is a contradiction in literal terms, as one cannot logically be both aware (waking) and unaware (in dreamless sleep) at the same time.


Do you dream of waking up
While you’re drowning in the flood?
The walls of jericho
A world that’s good enough?
Do you dream of waking up?
Corruption eats the young
The rose of jericho
Words crumbling to dust…….
Do you dream of waking up?
In the time of paradox??
Are they lost?
Do they know, do they know??
Do you dream of waking up?

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2. The Walls of Jericho: Barriers to Progress

The Walls of Jericho, steeped in biblical symbolism, represent both systemic and self-imposed barriers that obstruct progress. These walls evoke the oppressive forces of war, political divides, and environmental degradation that persist despite our technological and cultural advancements.
In juxtaposition with "a world that’s good enough," they highlight the tension between complacency and striving for a better world. The walls symbolise the structures—economic, political, or ideological—that perpetuate inequality, exploitation, and inertia in the face of existential threats like climate collapse and global conflict.

3. The Rose of Jericho: Hope Amidst Adversity

The Rose of Jericho, a symbol of resilience and renewal, offers a fragile counterpoint to the oppressive walls. In a world grappling with ecological devastation, this imagery evokes the earth’s capacity for regeneration, even as human actions push its limits. Yet, "words crumbling to dust" warns of the fragility of hope when it remains unspoken or unacted upon.
The rose also speaks to the persistence of human connection and empathy, even in a time of widespread isolation. As loneliness and alienation grow in the modern world, the rose’s survival becomes a metaphor for the enduring strength of community and compassion, even when buried beneath layers of despair.


The Paradox of Waking Up (in a dreamless sleep).

"Weight"
Original Music from the Motion Picture, "A Final Run"
by SciFiSky
Written and recorded by Jonathan Carey and Evan Witkowski

Original music from the amateur independent film, "A Final Run," now streaming on YouTube:

https://youtu.be/2NvC1FqUYPk?si=3lFfHoet2zKMaIbF

Weight - A Final Run - Original Music from the Motion Picture

If we could just have more Sympathy, I'd like to think the world would be a better place. 

YouTube video with Lyrics : - https://youtu.be/wZSuaK5SDNY?si=E1_hVkES-ll57bwL

Sympathy

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« Psaume 50 » for Flute, Recitant and Synthesizer by Franck Douvin (Flute), Gilles Dumesnil (Récitant) & Wolfgang Schwarz (Synthesizer)
https://soundcloud.com/bbright_official
Composed on Monday, December 30, 2024
« Pitié pour moi, mon Dieu, dans ton amour, selon ta grande miséricorde, efface mon pêché. Lave-moi tout entier de ma faute, purifie-moi de ton offense. Oui, je connais mon pêché, ma faute est toujours devant moi. Contre toi, et toi seul, j'ai pêché, ce qui est mal à tes yeux, je l'ai fait. Ainsi, tu peux parler et montrer ta justice, être juge et montrer ta victoire. Moi, je suis né dans la faute, j'étais pêcheur dès le sein de ma mère. Mais tu veux au fond de moi la vérité;  dans le secret, tu m'apprends la sagesse. Purifie-moi avec l'hysope, et je serai pur; lave-moi et je serai blanc, plus que la neige. Fais que j'entende les chants et la fête : ils danseront, les os que tu broyais. Détourne ta face de mes fautes, enlève tous mes pêchés. Crée en moi un coeur pur, ô mon Dieu, renouvelle et raffermis au fond de moi mon Esprit. Ne me chasse pas loin de ta face, ne me reprends pas ton Esprit Saint. Rends-moi la joie d'être sauvé; que l'Esprit généreux me soutienne. Aux pêcheurs, j'enseignerai tes chemins; vers toi, reviendront les égarés. Libère-moi du sang versé, Dieu mon sauveur et ma langue acclamera ta justice. Seigneur, ouvre mes lèvres et ma bouche annoncera ta louange. Si j'offre un sacrifice, tu n'en veux pas, tu n'acceptes pas d'holocauste. Le sacrifice qui plaît à Dieu, c'est un Esprit brisé; tu ne repousses pas, ô mon Dieu, un coeur brisé et broyé. Accorde à Sion le bonheur, relève les murs de Jérusalem. Alors tu accepteras de justes sacrifices, oblations et holocaustes, * alors on offrira des taureaux sur ton autel. Amen, Amen...»
« Please be pity for me, my God, in your love, according to your great mercy, and clear my sin. Wash me all of my fault, cleanse me from your offense. Yes, I know my sin, my fault is always before me. Against you, and you alone, I have fished, which is bad for you, I have done it. So you can speak and show your justice, be a judge and show your victory. I was born in fault, I was a fisherman from my mother's womb. But you want the truth in my heart; in secret you teach me wisdom. Purify me with hyssop, and I will be clean; wash me and I will be white, more than snow. Make me hear the songs and the party: they will dance, the bones that you crush. Turn away your face from my faults, take away all my sins. Create in me a pure heart, O my God, renew and strengthen my Spirit within me. Do not cast me away from your face, do not take me back your Holy Spirit. Give me the joy of being saved; let the generous Spirit sustain me. To the fishermen I will teach your paths; to you the lost will return. Free me from the blood shed, God my savior and my tongue will cheer your righteousness. O Lord, open my lips, and my mouth will preach your praise. If I offer a sacrifice, you don't want it, you don't accept a holocaust. The sacrifice which pleases God is a broken Spirit; you do not reject, O my God, a broken and crushed heart. Give Zion happiness, lift the walls of Jerusalem. Then you will accept righteous sacrifices, oblations and burnt offerings, and bulls will be offered on your altar. Amen, Amen...»

« Psaume 50 » for Flute, Recitant and Synthesizer

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