Spinal Fusion & Chronosphere – Mindforge
The more we know about the physical brain, the more we realize it is not the creator of our consciousness.
Spinal Fusion – Psychedelic Seeker
Albert hofmann was a brilliant chemist… LSD25. Bycicle rides in history… celebrated by people in the psychedelic… He took a dose of 250 micrograms… And suddenly his world was blown apart.
Spinal Fusion & Burn in Noise – Cognitive
Consciousness is one of the fundamental facts of human existence. Each of us is conscious. We all have our own inner movie, you and you and you. Consciousness also is what makes life worth living. If we weren’t conscious, nothing in our lives would have meaning or value. Why do we have these inner movies? Why aren’t we just robots who process all this input, produce all that output, without experiencing the inner movie at all? Why are we consciousness? Right now, nobody knows the answers to those questions.
Spinal Fusion & Spectra Sonics – Rising Sun
…Where the sun’s first rays touch the earth… the empire of the rising sun. Let’s remember this moment as we go about our day carrying the spirit of the rising sun. No matter how dark the night may be the dawn will always come.
Spinal Fusion – Trip to Infinity
Any number, no matter how big, is just absolutely insignificant compared to infinity. For me infinity is not scary. I find infinity beautiful. I love infinity. I think to be conscious is to be … with infinity.
Spinal Fusion – Sphere of Flux
Here is the internal evidence that another reality underlies the visible phenomenal world of change. World change.
Spinal Fusion – Chasing Starlight
Follow 13 flight controllers, listen up, gimme a go or no go for launch. Hey, we’ve got a problem here. -This is Huston… Say again please. -Huston, we have a problem.
Groark – Make No Sense
Nothing makes fucking sense. Life makes no sense. You’re on a planet right now. Zoom out. You’re on a space rock floating in nothingness, infinite nothingness. And the infinite nothingness. Makes no fucking sense.
Cannibal BBQ – I am Fractal
To see a world in a grain of sand and a heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hand and eternity in an hour. This poem is about fractals. Similar patterns, from the shape of immense spiral galaxies. And we see them around us everywhere, from the jagged shapes of lightning bolts to the rough, ragged edges of coastlines. But fractals are not just outside of us. And from this simple equation, this unlocked the mysteries of these complex shapes. I’m a living, breathing fractal, and so are you.
Karapanã – Time Warp
…Time space.
