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Let the World Forget Us

by Abstraction

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curled in a ball, floating in spaceless space out of time in an endless wave you turned to me with your faceless face I’m sinking inside in the warm embraces plans and a face in the foam i can recognize you here I’m a stone in an endless dream curled in a ball, near the humming heart beat the walls, and a constant friend will i turn in the warm enveloping sound i can hear a distant singing plans and a face in the foam i can recognize you here I’m a stone in an endless dream space is enclosed and goes out to the dark horizon i am pulled by my constant friend and a breath i can hear through the wall a mirage of a voice that is whispering “down”
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Stargazing 05:42
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Diving Deep 02:26
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All the best, happiest, and most creatively productive times in my life have something in common: being disconnected. No internet. No TV. No phone. No people. Long uninterrupted solitude. It’s not that I hate people. The other best times in my life were with people. But it’s interesting how many highlights were just sitting in a room in that wonderful creative flow, free from the chatter of the world. No updates. No news. No pings. No chats. No surfing. Silence is a great canvas for your thoughts. That vacuum helps turn all of your inputs into output. That lack of interruption helps you flow. Every business wants to get you addicted to their infinite updates, pings, chats, messages, and news. But if what you want out of life is to create, then those are your obstacles. People often ask me what they can do to be more successful. I say disconnect. Even if just for a few hours. Unplug. Turn off your phone and Wi-Fi. Focus. Write. Practice. Create. That’s what’s rare and valuable these days.
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Mourning Sun 03:24
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Within the forest there was a Tree The young pine grew tall and proud, but lopsided It’s roots grasping through the moss and rocks near the shore of a small lake The Tree had everything it needed and was happy Some days, the Wind wound itself through the forest and whispered to the Tree It shared secrets from exotic and far away places Other times, it told stories about funny little people Who who lived in metal forests The Tree loved listening, vicariously relishing the new experiences and the Wind loved sharing them, but always had somewhere else to be Winding its way through the Tree's many green needles with a muted hush Despite knowing it could never visit these far off places, the Tree was happy One day, a bear scratched its back against the Tree The tangled roots and rocks and moss shifted And the weight of the bear broke something loose With a mighty crash, the Tree toppled onto the forest floor No longer reaching tall and proud, the Tree lay flat It could only hear faint whispers from the Wind as it passed by above Only the soft hush of it’s secrets moving through the forest's many other green needles The Tree was lonely, but still, over time, the Tree was happy Because, on the forest floor, Moss and Mushrooms prickled the Tree's bark They were quiet and slow, but had stories of their own They spoke of growth, progress, legacy and life far beyond Of crunchy leaves and the small animals who ran up and down the Tree’s trunk As the Tree settled into the forest floor, it learned something new The Tree found that, in falling, it brought great joy to many new friends It could no longer hear the wind hush secrets far above, and that was OK It had new stories to listen to, and the tree was happy Over time, the Tree became more moss than bark It's prickly needles replaced with soft green fur Instead of growing up toward the sky It was spreading out across the forest floor Working with Moss and Mushroom the Tree learned to puff spores into the air Floating weightlessly far up and above the forest The Tree finally saw how large and vast the world was Then came a gentle breeze The Wind had returned It swept up and embraced the Tree with a big swirl of a hug And a new adventure began in an unfamiliar world The Tree found the Wind carrying hundreds of others Thousands of stories and experiences soaring in the air And as they wound through grass and clouds and funny little people They whispered their stories to those that choose to listen And the Tree was happy
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A meditation on the ubiquity of our interconnectedness. While it brings so much value into our world and our life, it can also wash away our sense of self and erode our mental health.

There is value is finding solitude and worth in letting the stillness of nature touch your heart. Finding the peace within the eye of the storm amid the swirling chaos of 2020-2023.

This album was started November of 2021 for National Solo Album Month (www.nasoalmo.org). Initially released November 28th, 2021, and finally finished in June of 2023.

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released June 19, 2023

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