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Outro (feat. Marc Pinate & GRiZ)

from Out of Season by Black Smith

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[Outro - Marc Pinate]
Fred calls at almost 3 o clock songs meet by cellular vibrations and promised revelations, and mystical manifestations of the eternal and divine. Still/Phil blows my mind with all these thoughts traveling at the speed of light, caught by my phone to remind me that I'm not alone, that it's time to do a rain dance, cause they ain't no such thing as chance. We are for sacrifice, a battle of symbol of sacrifice, to a symbol of a god. And that's what we had to do, Fred and I. Journey to the other side of "why" to the last number of pi, we own the illusion of eyes, a more accurate end to have what is called a ceremony. Where we take the divine stage of ritual and myth, turn water into wine, we find our minds and unwind ourselves to a clearer perception of existence, because that's what we are... "Human Beings" it is the human version of beings. Seeing that is in itself, the first step to enlightenment.
It's time we chimes a couple more times when all of his words begin to fit together like tightest define, divined to battle through time emanating from the mouths and minds of all the true unseasoned prophets. And like rockets, Fred speaks spells, blows on conch shells, rings bells, and tells me to let his words enter my ear. So I can hear and speak past these ridiculous limits of time and space. Force me to answer his questions. Do I want the revelation? Or speak the incantation? Raise my level of concentration? Begin my own personal transubstantiation? And now I'm on a beach, now Fred and I are on a beach, and now could be the beginning of time for all I know. But even that is more make-believe, for time does not exist. Time is what vomits from our mind as we try to comprehend that, which is beyond human comprehension. That which is so much a part of us, that it is beyond us. Eternity... But I'll try to explain it. Or rather I'm gonna poke a hole in this piece of cardboard, and point it at the sun. And this isn't really a solar eclipse, but the image of a pinhole point at it; because at the end we can never actually see the eclipse, because in the end, it all means nothing. When you add up all the highs and lows, the joy, the pain, the lightness and the dark, everything cancels itself out. In the end we're all just heading towards zero. Zero is the perfect balance; the net charge of the universe is zero, an infinite force pushing against its infinite and opposite for all of eternity. That equals zero. In other words, zero and infinity are two sides of the same equation. Which is to say: "the moment is eternal, and eternal is the moment." The moment is eternal. And all eternity exists in this one moment. Therefore, we are eternal. Therefore we are in heaven. And hell, hell is being in heaven and not realizing it. Lifetime, after lifetime, after lifetime... I am eternal. And thus do not exist, except as everything. I am the light to the life; I am the bread of the everlasting covenant, and which in no way implies that I am god. No my brothers and sisters I do not profess to say that I am Jesus Christ. What I'm trying to say though is, maybe... maybe... He is me.

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from Out of Season, released April 18, 2014

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