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Sarah McLachlan – Possession Lyrics 16 years ago
Sarah;
There are no words that can possibly discribe what is felt in my heart to know that this woman of strength and endless beauty of inner deep true soul, was left to be set free by a worldly marriage vow by a single soul of foolish lost endeavours.
I would give my soul, my possession, leave my dreams behind, breath life only to have one moment that Ashwin Sood had let go free.
Sarah, if you ever set eyes on this message entwined in this bottle, suspended in the vast sea of comments and wishes, remember it is only a possession that turns into sand in our hand.

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Simon and Garfunkel – The Sound of Silence Lyrics 16 years ago
To me, this song is about how people lack the will to communicate and to tolerate each others differences. Not only just to tolerate, but to embrace all of what makes us different FROM anything in that of the spiritual world. The Neon light. Just a glimpse of what we can be capable of. We are so small and insignificant to this vast sea of creation and existence. WHO will read the signs on the subway walls and tenement halls. Only those who are the ones that are looking for the signs. Lets not just communicate through subway walls which are under ground or hidden run down tenements that would instill fear from those seeking truth. Paul and Arthor try to teach us of not to fear what we do not understand, and openly communicate our dreams - and damn it! just tolorate each other if we cannot embrace our differences!

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VNV Nation – End Lyrics 18 years ago
Zecharia Sitchin: "The End of Days: Armageddon and Prophecies of the Return"

Ronan & Mark anticipate the return of Nibiru (planet X) the 12th planet in our solar system. We shall witness two suns rising in the east, all that we knew will change in 2012.
~“Without a thought I will see everything eternal
Forget that once we were just dust from heavens far
As we were forged we shall return, perhaps some day
I will remember us and wonder who we were”

These lyrics remind me we are just dust, our soul will survive the End of Days. No one or no Deity or extraterrestrial of power will have the ability to change that.
We will remember and wonder who we were.

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Frankie Goes to Hollywood – The Power Of Love Lyrics 18 years ago
"Time passes in moments... moments which, rushing past, define the path of a life, just as surely as they lead towards its end.

How rarely do we stop to examine that path, to see the reasons why all things happen, to consider whether the path we take in life is our own making, or simply one into which we drift with eyes closed.

But what if we could stop, pause to take stock of each precious moment before it passes? Might we then see the endless forks in the road that have shaped a life? And, seeing those choices, choose another path?"

We have a choice to love or hate. Given this choice is proof that love is freely given to us as a never fading companion. This song awakens the fact that we are never alone while we walk lifes journey.

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Tool – Sober Lyrics 18 years ago
Also note the original lyrics of Sober from Maynard James Keenan on his project of 1991 called (Satan) – “72826” - They are poetry from the Tool Shed. A little help from an ancient friend who never lied to us.
- Jesus won’t you fucking whistle, (something but the past), its done.
- Mother Mary won’t you whisper something (but the past), its done.
We want what we want. Lies, cause the truth is to damn scary.

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Tool – Sober Lyrics 18 years ago
O.K. - kids, this is what it is. Maynard is just sugar coating (it) to make it easier to swallow. The Son of Man has once tried to come and save us in the Past. Humanity was blinded by what (they wanted). Murder now the path called… must we? Jesus questioned why should he drink from the cup of blasphemy when it was so much easier to teach us of were Man really and truly came from. Jesus spoke in riddles, much as Maynard enjoys to do. Man was not ready for what Jesus wanted to teach. So he let us drink from his blood so we remained un-sober. His mother Mary only whispered his teaching thereafter only due to fear. Time went on, and the whisper became many, and complicated the Truth. We all have became worthless liars, ready to elevate, and only just to bring down why Jesus drank from the cup of blasphemy; dying and taking all of what was true with him, only to leave humanity to distort it. Maynard set this poem up so we may take from it what we want … much like the whispers of the Bible.

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