The Brow Chakra. The third eye may contain photoreceptors, but its primary function is to contextually assemble a more in-tune rendering of your experience.
lyrics
I got caught in analogies,
I thought god’s been bad to me.
Synchronic similes,
willing me to awaken, daily.
Forces I couldn’t see,
couldn’t read, I’d only feed, but these days
I take my luck, i take my luck, i take my luck, i take my luck.
Spinnin’ heads like the orbit of the planets.
Nesting nests, drawing force like a magnet.
Equivalence of mediocrity and sadness,
quest for self you already had it.
Let me descend into madness, at least it’s tantric,
keeping on the down-low 'til i grasp it,
know its facets,
as above so below, its systematic.
My priorities aren’t unlike a tree,
All I see is up and light and sowing seeds
finally all my leaves are green, my fruits are sweet,
growing 20 feet tall, even.
I’d handle life and recreation like identically,
I’d take too many hits and sit and let it get to me.
I’d wake up later in the day
then when I need to.
Spread so thin I’m see through.
Waiting on a reboot.
I got caught in analogies,
I thought god’s been bad to me.
Synchronic similes,
willing me to awaken, daily.
Forces I couldn’t see,
couldn’t read, I’d only feed, but these days
I take my luck, i take my luck,
i take my luck, i take my luck.
And I break it down.
(My, My, My Luck)
Build it up now.
We all got the same sun that screams too loud.
(My, My, My Luck)
Build it up now.
We all got another eye that can see through sound,
Blood in my veins like water through a river.
Mother Earth’s paint n Sky Father’s hues dither.
New view ports into more core forms,
and the force in metaphor, its worth it to consider.
Waves through the plane of space like it had a voice,
shame gave way like a ton of bad poise
employing a choice to avoid canned void.
ballin’ in the future like i’m fucking androids.
I'm feeling every climb and slip this brings,
easy seeing hidden grids in things,
not everything’s gotta mean something,
but i’m thinking, blinking, singing, upswinging.
I see experiences abstractly
I feel my senses putting facts past me.
More cleared for a year,
then when I sought to,
moving how i want to,
proving now what god do.
I got caught in analogies,
I thought god’s been bad to me.
Synchronic similes,
willing me to awaken, daily.
Forces I couldn’t see,
couldn’t read, I’d only feed, but these days
I take my luck, i take my luck,
i take my luck, i take my luck.
And I break it down.
(My, My, My Luck)
Build it up now.
We all got the same sun that screams too loud.
(My, My, My Luck)
Build it up now.
We all got another eye that can see through sound.
credits
from CHAKRA MONSTER,
released April 18, 2018
Case Baas - Writing, Recording, Production
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The electronic soundscapes and themes are magical and despite the energetic DnB type beats, provides a nice atmospheric feel to it, it feels dreamy and emotional. Johan "Wolfie" Meyer