[intro]

[Verse 1]
In the realm of knowledge, where experts dwell,
A single path chosen, a story they tell.
Immersed in a specialty, deep and profound,
In their field of vision, the world is bound.

[Verse 2]
As they delve deeper, in their chosen art,
A respect for other realms, begins to depart.
The depth of their wisdom, in one domain so vast,
Casts shadows on others, as through a prism it's cast.

[Chorus]
For in the eyes of the specialist, magic resides,
In the fields unexplored, where their ignorance hides.
Judging all other wisdoms, by their own narrow sight,
In the breadth of their ignorance, finding others' might.

[Verse 3]
But true wisdom lies, in acknowledging the scope,
Of the vast unknown, beyond the bounds of hope.
To realize that expertise, is but a single flame,
In the universe of knowledge, a humble claim.

[Chorus]
So let us strive to see, beyond our own sphere,
To value all specialties, far and near.
For in the tapestry of knowledge, every thread plays a part,
In the grand design, of the human heart.

[Outro]
May we find the strength, to admit what we don't know,
To appreciate the magic, in other fields that grow.
For in the shadows of specialization, a broader truth we find,
In the diversity of knowledge, the unity of the mind.


The Magicians of the Unknown

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Winnipeg composer, retired from the farm, still chasing meaning in melody. My work lives where TV cues meet YouTube soundscapes, with a few albums in between. Built in Mixcraft Pro, fuelled by late-night coffee, stubborn curiosity, and a Stoic’s sense of timing. Also writing on politics, history, and philosophy, because sound isn’t my only instrument.

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The Magicians of the Unknown

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