A Dormant Panacea In The Vitriolic Insignificant

A dormant panacea in the vitriolic insignificant.

This is only a rough inrush of my vista on what one calls 'life's curious ways of being'. I see Panacea as the mere breath of every being, alive or soulless; the 'cure-all', as it is regarded, is not necessarily a supernatural light that eventually casts our miseries away and embraces our existence with arms wide open, some sort of magical salvation - NO.

Panacea is everything that surrounds us; whether one chooses to perceives it or not. It still is there, in our very breath, in a rock struck over and over by the violent flow of the stream, vibrating in our synapses and well, making everything have the ability and quality to BE.

This flow of energy (for energy is what animates and creates) has built in such a way that solid high frequency vibrations, so I call it, are what determines us to think and react. What we can't perceive is what separates us from it. A rough, yet precise term is given to us from physics, the so called electromagnetic spectrum, wherefore this spectrum is the barrier between what we are able to see, perceive and understand, and everything else : anomalies, miracles, unordinary manifestation of nature, alternate dimensions and what's more to that, that is far beyond our sight and imagination, the space, in which there is the vid. We cannot understand the vid, because we are never surrounded by "nothing", there's always something there. In which case, comes space, vid, and other forms of being that emit much stronger radiations, whereas we, on our little planet, in our little Milky Way, are surrounded by a lot of explainable phenomena, that is materialized for that matter.

So, my point is that, as little and seemingly "helpless" and powerless creatures we might be, we have something that yet again, we can't perceive. Some do, but most don't. It's a flow of energy in us that determines a lot of "unexplainable phenomena" for the vid, for space, for what's beyond, in that we are beings that can FEEL, that think, operate, we are ACTIVE forms of being; evanescent gift nevertheless. In any case, the comparison between high energy and power in the universe, nebulas, huge stars, flow of plasma and so on and so fort and real chemical reactions that directly determine the other physical phenomena going on inside a rational being's head etc, etc. We have the ability to use these energies and activities and that's what makes us unique in the Universe, we are the opposite of nothingness and meaninglessness, though one may say that simply living is an act of meaninglessness.

I'd say - start being thankful for your power that you can develop if you accept to perceive it. Otherwise, you're welcome to deny it but you're still using it, whether consciously or unconsciously.

Andro Metamorphose

I've translated this song a while ago and I thought I should show it to the world, as it's a great image of love opposed to the universe, like the sun and moon combining. You can also find their video on YouTube where I had uploaded it : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kNUR-7LZy8A

Listen to it and then think a little about the night sky, look at the stars and ask yourself a question you've never tried to answer before.

Andro Metamorphose　　　　　by　Plastic Tree

アンドロ　メタモルフォゼ

Taionkei.

体温計

Thermometer

Akai mono.

赤い物

Red things.
Joushoushiteku boku no netsu.

上昇してく僕の熱

My rising temperature

Kokoronara,

心なら

If it’s the heart
Metamorufoze.

メタモルフォゼ

Metamorphose
Kaketeku kimi no fun.

かけてく君の分

It’s your time

Izure Inochi, moetekimasu.

いずれ命燃えてきます

One life to be burnt
Hai ni nari, suna ni nari.

灰になり　砂になり

Turning into ashes, turning into sand
Sorenaraba, saisho de saigo,

それならば最小で最後

Be it like that, the shortest and last

Bokuraga deaeta koto.

僕らが出会えたこと

Of our encounter

Na wo yonde, na wo tsugete.

名を呼んで　名を告げて

Calling your name, putting names
Toumei janai boku ni shite,

透明じゃない僕にして

Coming to me who isn’t pure

Tabekake no tsuki ga boku wo tsumetaku niranderu.

食べかけの月が僕を冷たくにらんでる

The swallowed moon is staring at us coldly.
Miraimade, issho ni sa, iketara yokatta na?

未来まで一緒にさ、行けたらよかったな？

If we could walk together in the future, it would be perfect, wouldn’t it?
Shiteagetai dekinai koto ga, takusan arundayo.

してあげたいできないことが、たくさんあるんだよ

There a lot of things that I want to give you and I can’t.

Yumenarane, samenaide, ikuoku no yoru wo koe.

夢ならね、覚めないで、行くおくのよるを声

Be it a dream, going further with your voice without waking up
Ginga ni ne, kakomarete, meguri au no wanda warudo.

銀河にね、囲まれて、巡り合うのワンダワルド

Being sorrounded by The Milky Way, encountering a wonder world
Donani ne, kurakutemo, sugu ni mitsuke daseru yo.

どんなにね、暗くても、すぐに見つけ出せるよ

However it may be, even if it gets dark, I’ll find you soon
Kioku no ne, ito tadori, kitto soko ni ikuyo.
記憶のね、糸辿り、きっとそこに行くよ

And the memories, following the threads, I’ll deffinetly go there (after them)

Okubyou ni naru, mahoutsukai.

臆病になる、魔法使い

I turn timid, using magic

Ai no jumon,

愛の呪文

The spell of love
Rifurein.

リフレイン

Rephrain
Mune ni yadosu hana nara zenbu, kusattete, mugoi iro.

胸に宿す花なら全部、腐ってて、むごい色

If it’s all the flowers that I keep in my chest, they rot into cruel colors.
Kurushikute, ureshikute, setsunakute, koishikute.

苦しくて、嬉しくて、切なくて、恋しくて

Painfully, happily, hurting, beloved
Konnani ne, saiteru no ni, hitotsumo agerenai.

こんなにね、咲いてるのに、ひとつもあげれない

In this case, though they bloom, I can’t give you any

Yume de mo ne, kienaide, ikuokume yoru nano?

夢でもね、消えないで行くおく目よるなの？

Be it even a dream., would my eyes go further without disappearing?
Ginga ni ne, usumorete, hagureteshimau wanda warudo.

銀河にね、うすもれて、逸れてしまうワンダワルド

Light leak in the Milky Way, the wonder world going astray
Tsuki kara ne, fuku kaze de, namida mo itsuka kawaite,

月からね、吹く風で、涙もいつか乾いて

The blowing wind from the moon will one day dry our tears
Soshitara ne, dokomademo zutto aruitekesou.

そしたらね、どこまでもずっと歩いて消そう

And when they do, let’s forever walk and disappear

The Dream Island

悪魔が来て唄いながら

望んでた世界はどうって　問いかけてくる

救いの手も、もうどうやら　つかめそうにない

僕の特技は独りぼっち

居場所なんかなかったって　答えてみた

とても綺麗な日、希望も灰になりそうな

夢から覚めるための呪文が思い出せないのは何故だろう？

That meaning :

A demon came to me singing

And asked me how I wanted the world to be like

Even a helping hand seemed useless

"My special skill is being by myself", I tried to say

Even an utterly beautiful day、even my hopes turned into ashes

Why can't I remember the waking up from the dream spell?

This is a part of one of my favorite songs, "Yume no shima" by Plastic Tree.

As in the many legends, there's always a higher force that gets interested in human nature, in how we perceive life and feelings, in the effort of seeing the world through a human's eye - hence, the demon , that actually reminds me of the Faustian story.

Anyhow, the human doesn't want to imagine exactly how to change the world, he also ignores any kind of help, be it from a higher force or not. He simply answers that what he did best was being by himself. So, come to think of it, humans are built to communicate, to share, to depend on one another, nonetheless, solitary people are still lingering around and their concept of an utopia isn't a wide shiny world, but more like a simple escape of the redundant feelings and reality, hence the following :

目に浮かんだ悲しみを捨てにどこに行こう？

きらきらした夢の島、どこにあるの？

燃えて消えないゴミたちと朽ちて生きたいよ

きらきらした夢の島、一緒に行こう, meaning :

Where should we go to cast away the flowing dreariness in our eyes?

The glaring dream island, where is it?

I want to decay along with the endlessly burning trash

The glaring dream island, let's go there together

So we all seek to get rid of negativity. It grows a lot on us, sometimes we even take it as a mode of being, BUT, rational beings as we are, we understand that being by yourself won't bring you peace. So, he seeks a limited space, if not a heavenly remote area like an island, wherein everything is as he wanted. All the dreariness inside has grown so big, that he feels that throwing away all his bad times and feelings in the fire, is almost like throwing away his very soul, since there aren't any other different emotions lingering abide. The feeling is complex and contradictory, but then comes the idea of the unity, the 2 in 1, the androgynous or however it is called - needing a nub of yourself reflecting in the pupils of someone else, so why not cast off the sorrow, and accept the gift we're given, the ability to change our state of mind in an instant. Once we are aware of our power of thought, (that creates), once we can imagine this in our "dream island", within, we'll see it without. People believe if they see, but they can't see if they don't believe. It's vice-versa.