If They Only Knew

by The Mysterious They

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B'reisheet 05:06
Ek Ong Kar Sat Nam Karta Purakh Nirbau Nirvair Akal Moorat Ajoonee Saibhang Gur Prasad Jap Aad Such Jugaad Such Haibee Such Nanak Hosee Bhee Such
Precipice. We find ourselves on the edge. There’s no going back, Though we would be served By discovering how we got here. The way forward Is perilous And will require A way of being most of us have never known. As tired old men eat the world In a cold fire of greed and fear, And billions of beings realize its no longer safe to be here; As the drums of war pound In the echo chambers of our inherited mess, We must ask ourselves again and again and again: How do we pass this test? With his dead eyes And heavy foot on the gas pedal, The one who feeds on destruction Ensures he will draw his last breath alone and soon. Will we choose to go with him? What if we slow down? Discover not another novelty, Discover not another way of hiding or numbing? What if we discover not another frontier to conquer Or way of life to colonize, But what it is that actually lives behind our own eyes? What if we lean into the why of what we do? The meaning of our lives. What has brought us thus far And what we actually want to leave behind. Are you going to be a well-remembered ancestor? Will our children’s children’s children’s children Look back on you, on us, As the ones who managed at 11:59:59 To make the choices and do the work To compost, to transform, To bring humanity back from the edge of our own destruction? Or will we be forgotten in the sands of time Because there’s no one left to remember us? When I feel into why humans exist at all, As trees live to hold the ground together And offer their flower and fruit, And bees exist to pollinate and create honey, It is to reflect life back to itself through creation. Not to consume everything in our grasp Merely for the momentary illusory pleasure of eating, But to metabolize what we experience And offer it back as something which allows life To see itself as beauty. Resilience. Learn this word well. Resilience is the black heart beating at the center of existence, The gold more precious than anything mine. The nature of nature and the gift of time. All which survives is resilient and adaptable. We don’t need to dominate anymore. Let us be like the trees with their mycelium woven, Like the dandelion that can transmute poisons, That knows of community and cooperation. Let us remember what it is to play again And offer our unique, essential song To the harmony of creation. Resilience, beyond even humanity’s existence, Is that the salmon will find their way upstream again to spawn; That however long and dark the night, There will be a dawn; That whatever winter we might create, Spring will come again With or without us. And we might, we might have a chance to rejoin The great chorus, The core of us linked to the core of life, Our intrinsic interdependence, As we remember our coherence And our own resilience. Come home. It’s one simple turn. One gentle re-attuning. One determined remembering Of why you came into being in the first place. There’s a part of you that has never forgotten Your place within the web of being. Become a good ancestor And leave something behind.
The sweet scent when you breathe on me Fills my heart with anticipation Of the ecstasy that surely awaits me. Like a child before that special treat My feet want to propel me To run into your willing arms. You are the waves Crashing into the cliffs of my stony heart. Dripping your intensity Down my listless soul, I bloom with the fragrance of love. We’re cultivating a garden For generations to enjoy. Come rest in my verdant bed. I breathe in the taste of you. Fan the flicker of my expectations To an all-consuming fire. Destroying any doubt in my mind, I can rest in the bed of your soft embrace. Your nourish my soul. A call of ecstasy escapes from my lips As I catch a glimpse of your seedling sprout. I embrace a new life for you and me. I am hidden in your gates. You are a temple. I present the sweet offering of the best of me. Mold me until you enjoy the view Of what your eye can see. I am a willing vessel for you. Teach me how I can contain all you have for me. I hear the sound of your indigo blue And I caress you into scarlet. Secure in the majestic position of your violet grasp, You can have your way with me. Insert into me your majesty Until I can take no more. I will overflow, spilling out waters that live and nourish Taste the honey, The honey that heals. And then I will dine forever In the feast of your love That cannot be contained in time. Give me your divinity. Give me all of you. I need you to love me. Oh, nourish me. Give me all you got, never stop. I’m yours, I need you. Oh, I need you. Don’t take your love away from me. Never depart from me. I can’t live without you. Oh, I need you to fill me up. I need your presence, don’t leave me. Oh, I need you.
Delights 09:37
Om Ma
Om Tryambakam Yajamahe Sugandhim Pushti Vardhanam Urvarukam Iva Bandhanan Mrtyor Mukshiya Ma'mrtat


released April 8, 2020

Asher Fulero: keys
Ben Cohen: gong
Bibi McGill: electric guitar
David Jacob: tabla
Jaskaran: gong, tibetan singing bowl, viola, violin, vocals
Max Ribner: flugelhorn
Michael Stirling: tanpura
Naike Swai- bansuri
Niema Lightseed: vocals, original poem
Rani Thompson: vocals
Robin Jackson: clarinet, saxophone
Saeeda Wright: vocals, original lyrics
Sean Frenette: electric bass
Skip VonKuske: cello
Steven Skolnik: drums
Youssoupha Sidibe: kora
Zan Moore: sitar

Jaskaran: composer, executive producer
Jack Yaguda: mixing engineer, electronic producer
Alisdair Lee: recording engineer, assistant producer
Mat Larimer: assistant engineer

Jasmine Co: album artist
Jaquelyn Cruz: album designer

Recorded at The Hallowed Halls in Portland, OR
Mastered by Shawn Hatfield at Audible Oddities


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