Since all this time,
Your words seem to mean the most.
After all the times and creed trials
I find out your voice spirals, and
the breathe between a syllable meant the most to me.
In the gasp that at least made the deadline,
the choke beneath your heart's stutter, is enough to be seen
this is nothing but
A pampered dream,
a dark oman mirages serene.
Our mind's clutter, a hoax,
Entourages untwine,
the cabal’s behind
And the crowd mimes,
watching history rewind,
rewritten reverse psychology,
has no apology, for
force-feeding textbooks as mythology.
Oblivious in slowmotion,
our populous continues the grind,
while it's the viruses and
bacteria that continue to wait in line.
After all the time,
I finally realize what your words meant to you,
all the while, it's what it meant to me.
A broken Oath.
One who reaps seldom halts parading
to pay homage, with even the slightest slit
to their sack of grain, wheel barreling they
Rather pave over where it could have still fallen.
Those who reap do not sew
and care for the fruit
But not of the very dirt
was it not for being passed over,
would you have what
you can call your own.
OYFKUMEN EKHOD
(Awaken Oneness with God)
VEKN ZIKH
(Awakened One).
...t h e
3 n l i g h t 3 n 3 n e d
ones. ...Still sleepin' in my hemp sukkah.
"From the flame of the forest fire came the ashes to give life to plants asleep, that lie sleeping underground to be awoken after the carnage of human consequence... the chaos that lurks in every gutter, in the utterance of the aftermath... after we can sustain no more, there will be creation to aid the mass destruction that lurks. The word will never die, Torah for life!"
Une absence de couleur est l'musique, présence de lumièrt; transformé un rétro silence. Jahr 5772 markiert Das endeto 5791
ASHEUPHORIA
Please take in consideration the low-fi equipment used to generate our sound, we currently base out of East York which is located in Ontario. This summer we are "HOPEFULLY" getting to Europe some way or another to do some coffee house shows and/or open mics. Just say hi to the drummer at--www.myspace.com/zidjah, Kevin @ www.myspace.com/Forwatever, it'll annoy the hell out of him (he owes me recordings) ask him about the videos hahaha, he has a side project right now, {http://www.myspace.com/gazatew} all improv With our magician of a violinist Marie, nothin serious. Take it easy on the ever flowing woah of the universe, and merci beaucoup!! FRRRRRRRRRENGLISH
Please feel free to glance over some poetry in the Abstract Anthology - Part 1 blog and perhaps checking out the link to Kevin's solo page in the friend's section and Lothaire's solo section through my personal page through the links in the friend's list. alievating Defeasible & Gazatew!
http://www.myspace.com/alievatingdefeasible
ASHEUPHORIA The track listing is as follows: "Imfrenchwhatanexcuse" is an improv, with Lothaire ..board/djembi and Kevin on harmonica/djembi {if u actually listen to the lyrics you'll hear Lothaire saying something before the beat we are playing together haults, while the harp ceases, later to be joined again by Lothaire in playing of the djembi, & "SNIPPET" is Nivek-guitar/Lothaire-drums/Marie-violin.
ASHEUPHORIA We often play together on hazy Saturday afternoons, but of course, there's not the time in the world, the time inwhich is spent in the back room
which to say the least
is intense man, IT DOWNRIGHT BLOWS MEH BLIMEY MIND! I would suggest you do not come to our shows, as a minor health procedure. Currently we are preparing for our live shows and are writing new material. Concert pictures and possibly videos to be posted soon!!!ASHEUPHORIAOur band's music, which could be otherwise known as "Cendre 3uphorie", is an expression of a lifetime of chances one may only be able to express by the use of an intangable word. This is what we have to offer, low-fi, hi-fi, we aren't rich and we don't have a studio, so if you dont like our music well... you're entitled to your opinion.. take this at face value for sentimental value inwhich we create something that is beautiful in our mind. It is 'wu wei' and only the way. One must bequath thy entrenchment to begin'th on thou entrance to a depleting "Meeting Place" as one may call it. In Eastern Yorkshire a Francais dude on percussion, a german Francais Canadien dude on guitar and harmonica, and a little Frenchy Deutch dudette on the violin have made music for about 3 years. We Hope you enjoy it!
ASHEUPHORIA All poetry, music, & symbolism is copyrighted: ©"Elysian Fields"® 2008.
For contact, Kevin's msn messenger is forwatever@hotmail, give it an add or send an email if you wish!
Keyn mol nit fargesn yenem Kanade mitl Khate...
& and we'll always live in our Tipis...
..
Ash Glik un Kaneh Bosm @ Le Million Marijuana March Day 2008
A face is nothing but a veil, inwhich a physical soul rests apprant beneath it. A veil to cover the masses
transparant
ghostly crystal on the outer realm rests symetrical to spirits but in metamorphisis
microscopic organisms crawling intermingled
layers upon layers of past lifetimes burried untop of eachother flutter translucently
IMPENDING
a spiral, headless, chasing the tail of a chicken's mind control machine, plummeting down the gutters of.. mindless, jitter jatter
Pangaea's memories linger...fleeting
reflections of the past rest symmetrical, the fate yesterday, the destiny of tommorow mirror images the shards of broken promises, lies... the creeking base of society, wealth
&
CORRUPTION....
insurrection to a ressurection
forever to roam the deserts of frostik gloom
to inevitably recollect and disperse one into the next dust particles in the wind
the greater equal,
of the lesser good.As much you who is equaly me; as the one is as much the other who is unconsciously awoken into the Onenes within the Divine,
putting on an impermeable mask every day the breath of life has braught you to peek through our mist of the illusion amongst reality. Shattering amongst the deeper twine.
&
we'll measure the day's journey by beedies, and our night's decline by wicks and incense sticks.
There are places on this Planet, that if they were to vanquish, it would bring forth the empoverishment of our Earth. The Porcupine Carribu nomadic, fleeing from the skitters, are but the Reincarnatations of the lost tribes of Judaism, marching through the desert of the Artik, as they once wandered the old Holy Land of the deserts of Mesopotamia.
The Cancer Of Human-Kind has damned the Beavers from their dam
the world's a farenheit warmer, and the Indian Ocean is where it's getting warmer the fastest
INDIOS will emerge from the depths of our abyss.
what swims may fly
PUDDELGULL'S 'RELOSULTELISM'.
Ikh veln moshiyekh, ikh veln moshiyekh atsind!
... .FOR VEG!!!(road trip) ...geyn shpatsirn,
GEYN INEM DER MITLKVEG...
di mitn dao....
A gute nakht and zay gesunt!
Guten Nacht & Fair Well!
Manger l' !!!
Voynen lang tsurik un matsliekh zayn.
Ikh vel banutsn hagodl altyidish mit mikoyekh inem tog shel mishpet un vegn yetsies-mitsraim!
Fun vanent kenen kanade roykhern a bisele shel grin?
Es volt geven a svore, ontsindn mitn shames.
