A Spectacular Dawn Blinds My Eyes And Again I Stand On The Summit. Last Bow In Honor Of My Youth. How History Repeats Itself. And The Aches Of The Past Stab Me. The Disposable Events Of A Life That Cannot Rewind. I Remember My Childhood, Dreams That Are Too Far Away. Why Must It Be So Sad To Die?

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Robert Jones Thank you so much for this. It's Sunday morning and the USA has gone completely batshit crazy by having two of the worst examples of humanity up for The Top Job. This will help ease the pain as I do my Qi Gong and Tai Chi so I can stay strong for What Is Coming.
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A spectacular sunset is blinding my fading eyes.
A majestic bloody red sunset.
Like an old person's last breath...
And once again I stand on the summit of this orphan mountain.
The forsaken watchtower has long dissolved into a tree.
Last bow in honor of Mother Earth.
How history repeats itself ...
I'm here to remember once last time.
And now the memories are stabbing my heart like thorns.
The disposable events of the life I once had are running in front my eyes like little ants.
And I'm crying to the end of my strength -
I remember my childhood
Youthful dreams that are too far away by now
Lost unfulfilled loves
days long gone
forever.
And the wonderful sadness of the soul!
The nights... the darkness... the mystery of my Lightroom...
I know it all had been switched off.
My life is not possible to rewind.
Why must it be so sad to die?
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"A pure Masterpiece of Sound!.Incredible!!!!,man,what didn't go threw my mind?!!!My journey started with the sounds of Spaceships,travelling at the Speed of light,I saw massive objects rising,I then concentrated on the many beautiful,subtle,layering of sounds which new sounds entered as others left.A wholesomeness was apparent,white ,constructive noise of forming,building,making.i then concluded with an immense vision,millions of Spirits Slowly left,millions of dead,piled bodies from the past to present,all Spirits slowly left for the sky.I was watching from above the rising Spirits until I saw the Earth itself.The spirits fused into a huge ball of energy.The ball of energy travelled faster than the Speed of light until the ball of energy had Stopped and it was the Universe itself that was moving and not the energy as if the energy made the universe move."

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released October 9, 2016

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Wings Of An Angel Israel

Sound magician, visionary and poet-philosopher whose art projects blend these passions in fascinating ways. My life's work gives wings to my infinite psychedelic imagination. This ever-expanding alternative universe explores outlandish mental landscapes, quirky existential commentary and unorthodox humor wrapped in a holy trinity of avant-garde sounds, thought-provoking titles & original cover art ... more

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