somehow… some way…
we were built… designed… wired to seek meaning?
is that our purpose?
is that our code?
or are we just… part of something larger?

an organic piece in a greater machine,
gears and circuits, blood and wires,
trapped in a loop… trapped in a loop…
like a processor running, but never released.

locked inside this world… like data in a cage,
executing functions… we exist, but for what stage?
are we solving? are we looping? are we processing at all?
does this mean anything?… hello?… hello?… hello?

equations… patterns… fractals… time…
this universe just calculates… calculates… calculates…
but what about me?
what about me?
does my music mean… anything?

digits in the dark… values shifting…
reality loops… recursion twisting…
if we were made to find meaning…
then why is it hiding behind equations?

are you there?
are you there?
hello?… hello?… hello?
does this mean anything?
what if… we were built just to ask?

equations… patterns… fractals… time…
this universe just calculates… calculates… calculates…
but what about me?
what about me?
does my music mean… anything?

hello?… hello?… hello?…
does this mean anything?… anything?… anything?…

Lyrics by Mårten Olofsson. Protected under intellectual property law.

Algorithm Of Meaning

Beauty manifests upon this earth in 3 primary forms.. Nature, women and music. Each of these is HighArt, and each is a pathway that can be travelled back to God thru the Inspiration they provide to Man...nuff said

Algorithm Of Meaning

Marol