Akira The Don, Terence McKenna - The Cosmic Circus (Clockwork Elves) lyrics
[Akira The Don, Terence McKenna - The Cosmic Circus Clockwork Elves lyrics]
From a distance
You can hear the brass and the
Drums as they get closer
And it begins as a sound
It’s very interesting, it begins as a sound
And as it gets louder, there comes a point
Where imperceptibly, it becomes visible
And then, all I can say is, it gets bigger
Just like someone marching toward
You through three-dimensional space
(Ma – Marching toward you
Through three-dimensional space) and so
It goes from being a little phenomenon
On the horizon of your awareness
To, you're there, you're with them
You're playing the tuba
You're marching along it's happening
It's happening and then
They peel off and march away and leave
You in the same way they came
The archetype of this phenomenon
As far as I can tell is
The archetype of the circus
The circus dMT is, somehow
The cosmic circus the circus
The circus the cosmic circus
And if you analyze what the circus is
It's a closed environment
Of permitted outrageousness
That roves the straight landscape
Setting up in one town and then another
And then another
And it's a thing of wonder and light
And carny people are loose
They're not like you and me
I remember in the little town I grew up in
Every 4th of July the carnival would come to
Town for Cherry Day
We kids were told we couldn't
Stay out after nine o'clock
When the carnival was in town because
There was just this aura
More liquor was being consumed, more
People were staying up late
So forth and so on
And if you analyze the circus it has
All the elements of the DMT thing
I mean, there's the center ring, the clowns
Like Henry Munn in a wonderful
Essay on Psilocybin mushrooms
Called "The Mushrooms of Language"
Describes them as self-performing acrobatic
Bit's of grammar
This is clearly the same thing thing
The circus the circus
DMT is, somehow the cosmic circus
The circus the circus
The cosmic circus
It's a wonderful place for children
But it has, behind that, a dark side
My own earliest reminiscence of what
I could call erotic awareness
I must have been very, very young
Under three
Because I was being held by people
And I was taken to a circus
And there was a woman there
In a tiny G-string costume
Spinning, hanging by her teeth
Up near the sun and it was all there
And it was all there and it was all there
Death and Eros and risk and drama
And, you know, I got it (I got it)
So, there's all that in the circus
But then, there's also the wiggy side
You know, bearded lady, the goat-faced boy
The thing in the bottle, that's
The circus the circus
DMT is, somehow the cosmic circus
The circus the circus
The cosmic circus
It's all just the main event
And then the circus packs up and leaves
And everything is the same
Except there's some paper blowing
Around that moves and every little boy and
Girl qould themselves attempt
To run off and join the circus
So, this is the archetype of - of DMT
Completely self-contained
Transformative - ah - world
Filled with all kinds of implications
You can hear the brass and the
Drums as they get closer
And it begins as a sound
It’s very interesting, it begins as a sound
And as it gets louder, there comes a point
Where imperceptibly, it becomes visible
And then, all I can say is, it gets bigger
Just like someone marching toward
You through three-dimensional space
(Ma – Marching toward you
Through three-dimensional space) and so
It goes from being a little phenomenon
On the horizon of your awareness
To, you're there, you're with them
You're playing the tuba
You're marching along it's happening
It's happening and then
They peel off and march away and leave
You in the same way they came
The archetype of this phenomenon
As far as I can tell is
The archetype of the circus
The circus dMT is, somehow
The cosmic circus the circus
The circus the cosmic circus
And if you analyze what the circus is
It's a closed environment
Of permitted outrageousness
That roves the straight landscape
Setting up in one town and then another
And then another
And it's a thing of wonder and light
And carny people are loose
They're not like you and me
I remember in the little town I grew up in
Every 4th of July the carnival would come to
Town for Cherry Day
We kids were told we couldn't
Stay out after nine o'clock
When the carnival was in town because
There was just this aura
More liquor was being consumed, more
People were staying up late
So forth and so on
And if you analyze the circus it has
All the elements of the DMT thing
I mean, there's the center ring, the clowns
Like Henry Munn in a wonderful
Essay on Psilocybin mushrooms
Called "The Mushrooms of Language"
Describes them as self-performing acrobatic
Bit's of grammar
This is clearly the same thing thing
The circus the circus
DMT is, somehow the cosmic circus
The circus the circus
The cosmic circus
It's a wonderful place for children
But it has, behind that, a dark side
My own earliest reminiscence of what
I could call erotic awareness
I must have been very, very young
Under three
Because I was being held by people
And I was taken to a circus
And there was a woman there
In a tiny G-string costume
Spinning, hanging by her teeth
Up near the sun and it was all there
And it was all there and it was all there
Death and Eros and risk and drama
And, you know, I got it (I got it)
So, there's all that in the circus
But then, there's also the wiggy side
You know, bearded lady, the goat-faced boy
The thing in the bottle, that's
The circus the circus
DMT is, somehow the cosmic circus
The circus the circus
The cosmic circus
It's all just the main event
And then the circus packs up and leaves
And everything is the same
Except there's some paper blowing
Around that moves and every little boy and
Girl qould themselves attempt
To run off and join the circus
So, this is the archetype of - of DMT
Completely self-contained
Transformative - ah - world
Filled with all kinds of implications