Water Into Wine

The problem with the Sun - wonderful though it is - is that its glare, its effulgence (composition of all the colors), drowns out everything else that can be transmitted through the atmosphere. Our whole education system is built up on a powerful delusion - which is, namely, that we can look, and we can see, everything, and then our minds can understand things via that process of uncovering all and examining what we have found thus.

When you go to the opera, or to a movie theater, they draw the curtains, turn down, indeed, turn off completely, the lights and only selectively throw some light where it is necessary to shine a light, and moreover, they even make the lights that are thrown (by people who already know where to throw it), often of grades and shades of color only.

Feelings, emotions, are accessible through gradation, through coloration. 

Some things are of course, perfectly obvious - we can listen to dirges from funerary rites all day long, watch bathos-filled movies from Hollywood recounting sad tales of misery, suffering and woe, especially of lost loves and love that never was. And then we can all turn up on the doctor's doorstep next day complaining of depression. And he can give us some prescription drugs that will numb various parts of our 'brain-body' interconnections, and if we are extraordinarily lucky, he will give us some manufactured, synthetic impersonation of 'happy' too.

So what does it feel like to be a good person? What does it feel like inside, to be satisfied? Or what (does it feel like), to be astute? Or to calculate accurately, complex and differentiated categories of things which all impact on each other to attain a singular consequence or outcome? Or what, to live in outright luxury, or to be very rich, or to drive Lamborghinis and Ferraris and Rolls Royces, and to drink expensive wine among glamorous people all the hours and days of your life, and to sleep well when you are tired?

Does it really take actually being in those environments - or does it take a complex frame of mind first, to really apprehend the available complexities and ranges of emotion entailed when these experiences are at their optimal peak.

God celebrated with alcohol when he Blessed Abraham...

Now because we are all pretty damn stupid creatures, requiring to literally be taken by the hand and smashed against some obvious wall before we admit anything that we really don't understand and are too juvenile to make sense of right off, and also too filled with baby-like ego to accept that we don't know what it really is... ...I will make you hurt first before we go take a drive in that Aston:

This is Tim Buckley's 'Song For The Siren' and the form of music is incredibly ancient, being a threnody - sang by the female gods once at the Dawn of the Creation of Man, also when a great war is ended, and again one time it will be sung at the End of Mankind. The type of singing is known as 'mouth singing' and although this particular song is relatively easy to 'hear' and make sense of the words, most of these types of songs are completely incomprehensible unless you are very intoxicated - or unless the words are right there in front of your eyes in the full light of day(LOL; get it?).