SPECTRAL LORE LYRICS

1. Dualism

Worn down by the frantic stillness of modernity
The soul yearns for desire
One that is slowly fading, beneath the loss of meaning.

So complex, conflicting, the wants of man
The pleasures of flesh, nature's decree

No less than the longing of the spirit
For everything that is out of the world

For that which destroys the predictability of this world
For that which unchains the eternal laws, which prohibit
eternity and infinity.

These notions, existing only in the human mind,
Rise above the programmed, unfolding matter of the cosmos
Yet, they still emerge out of the flesh, dependent,
And cease a moment after it fails.

Are we truly then, a part of this world
Or are we, the Children of Matter,
Perishing aimlessly, by the hand of our own parent
Their wondrous plane destroyed again and again
For it is desire, not observation, that the soul is eternal

Rationality speaks to my ego
To battle with death, to hate the frail flesh
To aim for the transfiguration of my being
To conquer eternity and infinity

The Cosmos speaks to my soul
To embrace body and love, to be a sentinel of life
And willingly join with All, in eternity and infinity
Renouncing identity and person-hood

Can these perspectives be reconciled?
When every action sways towards one or the other
Or is it self-deceit to search for a middle path?

2. Gnosis' Journey Through The Ages

Man's soul is an enigma.
A part of the cosmos, yet so different to it.

An eye that looks beyond the flesh
A mind that creates a new dimension,
That of forms and ideas.

What is more natural,
Than to walk even further
On the uphill path
That led us here.

Wisdom soars through the ages
The eye that sees the world as it is
Made from it, yet not of it
Owned by no one, it binds us as one
Unveiling the eternal threads that connect us.

The inner truth, beyond what is experienced,
Is an object to behold, yet not an object in itself,
But the relation in-between, the shadow and the sun,
The word and the meaning, one being and another,
The direction of the universe's flow.
Τhrough Gnosis it is brought back into life,
A cycle complete.

Oh Godess, lead me into your heart
Let me bring you pregnant light
Let it descend through the heavens then again,
To lay on the fertile seed of the future.

Earth and Space.
Body and Consciousness.
Eros and Logos.
Man and Culture.
Parts and Whole.

Emerging, all-encompassing, concentric circles.

Show me these moments
When the layers converge
And inspiration forms.

The right order for the path to the stars.

Humanity needs a purpose that is outside of her.
The mind flies away, out of this planet,
Into far away galaxies, into timeless domains.
What is our part in the greater scheme of it all?

I yearn for transformation.

3. Averroes' Search

Aristoteles through the eye of Averroes.
Averroes through the eye of Borges.
Borges through the eye of Me.

A line that passes through the ages, eroded
By loss of memory, border of culture, consciousness isolated
Partially pregnant, partially sterile.

Let me become a bridge between the East and the West.

4. A God Made Of Flesh And Consciousness

What is it that we crave?
Nothing less than eternal life,
An untiring soul, an unfading pleasure
The survival of identity, of memory
The never-ending growth of person-hood.

Yet, is transcendence really more of the same
Or a state unimaginable by current perspective?

I am no longer satisfied by ruminations of awe
Of knowledge partial and fragmented
I must become what I have envisioned

The structures emerge from below
Each higher one, a union of multiplicity
In which dynamics are not destroyed
But opposites are held together
In conditional, creative balance
The reconciliation of Self and Whole.

You are the inspirited matter, the last circle
You encompass all of the universe's forces inside you.

You have foreseen the Absolute.
You can create the Absolute.

As atoms (matter) converge, life emerges.
Αs life grows, consciousness (soul) evolves.
As consciousness awakes (through Gnosis), spirit arises.
As spirits (post-humans) converge, God will emerge.

A God made of flesh and consciousness.
A moment of the utmost complexity, beauty and power.
A supreme intelligence, a Noosphere, a Singularity.
Consistent of, but beyond individuality.

Is this to be the End?
Or just another step forward in the unending, spiral staircase of infinity.

5. For Aleppo

SPECTRAL LORE LYRICS