heres quite a long one, i dont comment on many songs, but this is to verbalize my thoughts more than a meaning for you to analyze.
this song describes (intentionally or not) a spiritual journey, experienced by sages, psychonauts and psychedelic explorers for a long time now. ego death, seeing god, enlightenment or the jouney towards it, i have sort of experienced it.
This path that we walk upon is the collection of points that the rain has drawn. - yes, rivers, but also means a route which we have no control over, all we can do is go along and see where it takes us, try to weather the storms.
The rhythm section of the storm. - the music, 'voice of god' some kind of beat that controls all that happens, patterns that cannot be predicted.
forest, pines etc - back to nature, not in the naturalist, hippy pagan way, but back to the universe, when man loses his ego of all that he has accomplished, his so called victory over nature. we are all bound to this end, because the universe will end, and there is nothing man can do to stop it.
Grey as famine, on this path against our will by our main sails we're bound to the tempest until the sea is still. - the journey, especially when experienced by drug users who do not know exactly what theyre in for is scary as shit, hence grey as famine. we are not agents who control our actions, they are decided for us by the "river" and the wind, we have no choice but to deal with the storm, or the scary part of the journey until we reach the end 'heaven, nirvana, ego death or death', whatever you want to call it, and whichever comes first.
Which compulsion with this miniature death tributize? - the idea of reincarnation, and having a particular lesson to learn in each 'miniature lifetime' compulsion being the human things we long for, the meaningless, hopefully, by our 'miniature death'(meaning actual death of one lifetime, or ego death) we will have learned to drop petty 'compulsions'
broken tent, formal vision - while it seems from observers that the person in the dissociative state(shaman, sage, psychonaut) looks useless, still, incoherent, he is actually seeing a bit of truth.
helpless passion for the obtuse - all persons who experience this are people (like me) who have a keen interest for the obtuse - the hard to understand, the unusual, the bizarre, the abstract. and time after time of the scary experience we break our promises of "whoah, that was intense, im never doing it again" because it draws us to it.
when will this night end? - the feeling of eternity and loss of time is very strong in dissociative state. night meaning scary, dark unknown etc.
when the lightning... - this journey will eventually seem to ruin us, and at our most vulnerable and hopeless death seems to be the only escape
the hopes of the slaves are betrayed by the greats - our gods, or whoever controls the storm and the river (our lives) betray us, ie: we dont get what we want to teach us about how stupid our desires are
every notes another breaking wave - the particular experience i had was especially difficult when i listend to music, notes and tunes became like patterns, the longer i concentrated on them the worse and worse my level of comfort became (
heres quite a long one, i dont comment on many songs, but this is to verbalize my thoughts more than a meaning for you to analyze. this song describes (intentionally or not) a spiritual journey, experienced by sages, psychonauts and psychedelic explorers for a long time now. ego death, seeing god, enlightenment or the jouney towards it, i have sort of experienced it.
This path that we walk upon is the collection of points that the rain has drawn. - yes, rivers, but also means a route which we have no control over, all we can do is go along and see where it takes us, try to weather the storms.
The rhythm section of the storm. - the music, 'voice of god' some kind of beat that controls all that happens, patterns that cannot be predicted.
forest, pines etc - back to nature, not in the naturalist, hippy pagan way, but back to the universe, when man loses his ego of all that he has accomplished, his so called victory over nature. we are all bound to this end, because the universe will end, and there is nothing man can do to stop it.
Grey as famine, on this path against our will by our main sails we're bound to the tempest until the sea is still. - the journey, especially when experienced by drug users who do not know exactly what theyre in for is scary as shit, hence grey as famine. we are not agents who control our actions, they are decided for us by the "river" and the wind, we have no choice but to deal with the storm, or the scary part of the journey until we reach the end 'heaven, nirvana, ego death or death', whatever you want to call it, and whichever comes first.
Which compulsion with this miniature death tributize? - the idea of reincarnation, and having a particular lesson to learn in each 'miniature lifetime' compulsion being the human things we long for, the meaningless, hopefully, by our 'miniature death'(meaning actual death of one lifetime, or ego death) we will have learned to drop petty 'compulsions'
broken tent, formal vision - while it seems from observers that the person in the dissociative state(shaman, sage, psychonaut) looks useless, still, incoherent, he is actually seeing a bit of truth.
helpless passion for the obtuse - all persons who experience this are people (like me) who have a keen interest for the obtuse - the hard to understand, the unusual, the bizarre, the abstract. and time after time of the scary experience we break our promises of "whoah, that was intense, im never doing it again" because it draws us to it.
when will this night end? - the feeling of eternity and loss of time is very strong in dissociative state. night meaning scary, dark unknown etc.
when the lightning... - this journey will eventually seem to ruin us, and at our most vulnerable and hopeless death seems to be the only escape the hopes of the slaves are betrayed by the greats - our gods, or whoever controls the storm and the river (our lives) betray us, ie: we dont get what we want to teach us about how stupid our desires are
every notes another breaking wave - the particular experience i had was especially difficult when i listend to music, notes and tunes became like patterns, the longer i concentrated on them the worse and worse my level of comfort became (