03-09-2012, 03:59 AM
...kind of turned into a long-winded crash course on the Law of One to a degree. 
This was partially done consciously on my part in my ongoing bid to spread awareness-increasing catalyst in any way I can, and I figure the classroom is an excellent place to be of service in my beingness. May I please have your opinions on it? 
Thank you for reading!
This was partially done consciously on my part in my ongoing bid to spread awareness-increasing catalyst in any way I can, and I figure the classroom is an excellent place to be of service in my beingness. May I please have your opinions on it? Quote:Lyrical Analysis
All is calm, all is quiescent - the colour magenta,
The afternoon breeze finds its way to my soul,
As I sit there and enhance the tranquillity,
The solace of sensory magic, irreplaceable nirvana,
My body feels the effect of blood-letting,
The winds brought in from the south coast replace
Such drainful inhabitance,
My eyelids voluntarily close as the blue horizon line takes shape,
Stretching out far beyond the sun,
The sound of the blue, an eternity of complete acquiescence,
I cannot move, nor do I need to, for it is enough to lie on the cliff
And become entrapped in a world of escapism and peace,
Cerulean transience of all my imagined shores,
A bird of the ocean perches before me
And lets out a shriek which transcends me back,
Back to where I write,
And the calm breeze continues to enter my peripheral...
- “Cerulean Transience of All My Imagined Shores”, diSEMBOWELMENT
I offer the following interpretation of the lyrics: the setting presented appears to take place within the field of consciousness (physically, on a cliff’s edge) of the narrator, who appears to be undergoing a process of inwards ascension via deep meditation. It is revealed that the narrator is indeed describing his meditation session initially in the line “As I sit there and enhance the tranquility...” where it is vaguely implied, as those who are familiar with meditation are aware that the longer one manages to remain both physically and mentally still, the further one progress into deeper states of relaxation and mindfulness. The notion of meditation is also alluded to in more vivid detail in the line beginning with “My eyelids involuntarily close...”, conveying that a yet deeper state has been reached. The zenith of his meditation is depicted in the stanza beginning with “The sound of the blue...” and ending with “And become entrapped in a world of escapism and peace”. I assume at this point the narrator has reached a stage where he has arrived very deep within his pineal, where his consciousness has completely dissipated into the akashic ocean, and his entire beingness is akin to an utterly still pond on a windless day. When such a state is reached movement is not necessary; it becomes impossible as there no longer exists any awareness of the body, of the mind, of any concepts or mental formations - it is what what is usually described as “ego death”, when the mind recognizes its true nature as undifferentiated cosmic awareness, an empty canvas which simultaneously acts as the paintbrush by painting its own painting of reality as it wades through this holographic illusion. At the nexus in which the lyrics take place in, the narrator likely experiences timelessness, as well as being unable to distinguish between himself and the encompassing void. He simply is.
I feel that the manner in which the meditant narrator chooses to describe the catalyst which interacts with his senses (which he describes as “the solace of sensory magic”) seems to greatly imply that he views the world through the eyes of one who seeks to perceive the divine essence in all moments, finding profound meaning in everything which manifests in the continuum of momentary awareness in his reality. The narrator presents himself with the humble acquiescence of one who comprehends himself, all things, and all beings around him as Creator, or more accurately individuated aspects/avatars of the One Infinite Creator, as everything is a part of the exact same energy which manifests reality. This is shown in the spiritually-oriented verbatim used, such as stating that the calming breeze caresses his soul as well as using the term “irreplaceable nirvana”. I feel he means to convey that he finds an intense sense of meaning in the moment and acknowledges that while all moments are impermanent and always changing in a state of flux, all occurs within the continuing memory of one permanent being and is in absolute awe of the intrinsic perfection of the Creation. Thus the feeling of nirvana lingers throughout every waking moment of his existence.
The poem ends on a very interesting note. His shamanic trance is interrupted (but unbroken) by the shriek of a bird who has perched itself before him, the effect it has being that it transcends, not sends, the narrator back to where he “writes”. It is safe to suffice that the narrator has achieved a state of “transcendence into the peripheral” (which happens to be the album name) through his practice. So why then, would he consider the reversion from this state back to normal awareness as “transcending back”? The answer can be extrapolated from his established spiritual perspective as being but one of the many infinite eyes for the Creator. What he “writes” is not a book in the literal sense, but a metaphor for his life. He understands that with each moment he exists he is composing a new chapter in his personal book of life, creating his world alongside the many co-Creators which exist with him. The three main attributes held by “Intelligent Infinity” are creative, sustaining, and destructive, and as the narrator is a microcosmic representation of the macrocosm he holds these same capabilities, best viewed in the context/application of moments. Perhaps the narrator comprehends that to be incarnated as a human is a blessing as it offers the soul the opportunity to refine itself and learn the lessons it has decided it needs to learn (utilizing the Earth as a cosmic classroom) before it may progress further along the path of imminent reintegration into the Godhead. A soul inhabiting this temporary vehicle operating under a spiritual amnesia-inducing “veil of forgetfulness” so as to allow the mechanisms of Free Will to function thus allowing a purity of life experience and being subjected to the illusion of separation provides it an extraordinary opportunity, for the choice made here stems from the deepest core of one’s being and is a truly genuine one. The one who does not lose themselves in the darkness of being bound to the illusory facets of the material world and instead seeks spiritual catharsis will begin to permeate the veil and see the world more clearly. Knowing this, the narrator understands that to have been given the gift of being a self-aware entity, he is afforded the grand opportunity to accumulate unique experience for the One being which walks many paths.
I suspect the narrator discovered that there is never a moment where the presence of the Creator ever ceases to be. He allows no mists of incredulity to prevent his mind from touching divine mysteries. When comprehension of one’s true nature is unearthed/remembered one begins to realize what is being sought after has, was, and will always exist; behind every eye, within every heart, inside every mind, in every experience, all is underlined by the Monad. It is possible to begin to orient one’s thoughts and alter the vibrational frequency of their beingness to allow a more sublime interaction between the mind and the collective consciousness it stems from, operating under the assumption that the reality of the individual is a direct reflection of their psyche. Such a notion is given credence to by the Law of Attraction, the phenomena of thoughts = manifestation and the theory of the Holographic Universe, all concepts which correlate with one another. It appears highly likely that the narrator ascribes to the entirety of the aforementioned paradigm.
The final line of the poem, “And the calm breeze continues to enter my peripheral...” does not signify the end to the psychonautical excursions of the narrator, but rather exudes the sense that his entheogenic meditation in the void will be sustained. The quote “Before enlightenment: chop wood, carry water. After enlightenment: chop wood, carry water” came to mind as it highlights and stresses the significance of enlightenment not being an end, but is something which must be integrated into ones everyday life in order for the true extent of its benefits to be known. I surmise that the breeze he perceived after the bird’s shriek was the most sacred wind he has ever perceived, as it acts as a reminder to the harmony of the Universe. His gaze sees the divinity in all things. At times I identified him with the hesychasts, monks who would go inwards in order to attain experiential knowledge of God.
Personally, the lyrics to this song resonate with me on an extreme level as it reflects my own beliefs and indeed, in my excogitation upon these lyrics I uncovered hidden pieces to the puzzle which reinforced my own truths. In my honest opinion I feel that the piece is actually more successful when presented as a poem than with the accompanying music, primarily due to the fact that it is performed in the style of extreme metal (Doom Metal/Death Metal) incorporating slow, heavy guitar riffs interwoven with clean, dissonant clean passages that have a very surreal, crystalline feel to them, and vocals which are sung in a distorted style (low growls, high shrieks). However, it gives a sense of irony that words of such a pious nature would be accompanied by these particular sounds, but I suppose such is the infinite variance of the Creation and the many paradoxes within it. This is my most favorite piece of poetry to ever exist as it appeals to my own interests in meditation, theosophy, metaphysics and the entheogenic experience, and because the band is simply one of my absolute favorites.
Thank you for reading!
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