The author in between practicing songs for the new album, CROWNS.
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I just wanted to announce that I will be traveling on to Plan B instead of around the globe. Plan A was to be a world tour. Unfortunately, my physical condition just won't allow that at this point. Big surprise, not, I guess... Who knows what the future will bring?
Seems the actual "walking" aspect of my life is fading into the life experiences of the last version of Alex Wall. The idea of rough camping and walking 15 miles a day and such is as appealing to me as re-taking the S.A.T.. I literally gave my life to those things in 2019 and have now come back to this world to accomplish something different and greater.
My lung capacity is much shortened from what it once was, no matter what I've tried. I thought I could expand it, but have been unsuccessful so far. Putting on my socks, sucks. My heart is doing pretty well, but I am having serious sleep problems. I also suffer from what I can only find described online as Rumination Disorder--something I apparently have had all my life. This is coupled with PTSD from some recent family experiences and of course all the earlier ones. I'm working on it all. It never ends for me. (And that may be be point: please re-read This Beautiful Hell.)
It's okay, though. Or, it has to be, since I have no choice but to deal with it all. Mercifully, music has been burrowing its way back into my life like an adorable kitten trying to climb up my shirt. Like a kitty who cares, music has been curled up over my broken heart, waiting to be my companion again. And that is making all the difference. It is now something I can't ignore, can't avoid, and for god-sake, why would I ever want to? I love it beyond all the other things in this world.
When I was a young teen, I dreamed a dream. It is one I have described before, but let me recap...
The Spark and Fusion
Once below a time, far back before humanity took over this world, the Spark that I've written about lived in another man's mind, literally on another planet.
This man on a more ancient world was a musician too, very famous though. He (and his "band"--another man and a woman) was a real phenomenon, even inventing a new way to "hear" music. But he became embroiled on the losing side of a great spiritual, worlds-wide conflict--there being two other planets in his solar system that were involved. And with defeat, he chose to commit suicide rather than give into the authorities. Thus, voluntarily, he lost his only chance to survive death ("survival" in this context means fusing with the Spark after material death). Over the eons of galactic time and ages of interplanetary development, his Spark has become my Spark. It chose me, because my projected life was to be very similar to it's last host.
So, it was in my teens that this was revealed to me. Sparks forget not what they have experienced in the minds of human beings. And, my Spark wisely chose to show me only a brief scene from it's former host's life. To this day that dream/vision rests in my soul. By choosing this life with me, the Spark challenged itself with overcoming some of the exact same existential problems it faced in the last guy's life. It is betting on me not to drop the ball. Frankly, I think it couldn't have chosen a more difficult challenge.
The Spark is collaborating with my personality, in my mind, while together we build a soul and while also attempting to bring that soul into the outside world, so that I might wear it like a strange garment. And while I myself know there is NO outside world.
This is not to be done for the sake of pride, but as a means of opening the window to what each and every one of us is capable of. I think the Spark is offering musical and compositional insights from the experience of its former host in order to give me a little something extra to work with since just about this time last year, right when the virus hit. I see these insights while I am writing and working out parts on songs these days; bits, pieces, flashes of long forgotten adventures in melody and meaning. Yes, I'd been given these types of musical and artistic insights many times in my life before this point, but nothing like I do now; so frequently and so clearly. Music itself is slowly becoming my Will. I know other artists and musicians would surely agree to some kind of "inspiration."
So why did I wallk so long? Why did I suffer so intensely? Why didn't I simply make music the only priority ten years ago and fill up this last decade with it? I don't think I was ready for the profound self-revelation of musically exploring every nook and cranny of an early 21st Century life in the flesh, but now that I know it is happening I welcome it completely. I didn't know what our society was until I camped around it and mapped it from the outside, from sea to sea.
It seems to be just the right time to both complete my own spiritual goals for this purely material life, while also doing my part as best I can to be proactive in designing a new world for the "After-times" (a word I heard Kai Ryssdal use on Marketplace, to describe the more settled future we will eventually find after the pandemic and it's related chaos). I want to influence my fellow human beings, but not for them to believe what I believe. Rather I want them to make their own beliefs the most important things in their lives. I explored our nation, high and low, and you were right there with me, fellow readers! Now we know that basically people are good--if not always thinking very carefully; having a penchant for serving ideologies instead of each other.
Reality Theory
Tangentially, I wanted to remind folks that I am a polymath and therefore continue to be drawn to many different subjects and disciplines. I even have a Reality Theory of my own that I have been working to formalize mathematically for the last two decades. Finally, are my suspicions about the purity and fundamental nature of consciousness as reality maker being validated. My time so close to the Spark in the last ten years has convinced me that there is indeed NO outside world. All that we experience through our senses is a world of collapsed quantum waves that vibrate back out into superposition when we aren't observing them. The best summation of this theory is described by Bob Berman and Robert Lanza in their co-authored book, Biocentrism: How Life and Consciousness are the Keys to Understanding the True Nature of the Universe (2010).
I had long been a student of a group of philosophers and scientists, including, Emmanuel Kant, David Hume, Alfred North Whitehead, Marshall McLuhan, David Bohm, John Stewart Bell, John Wheeler, Fred Alan Wolf, Terence McKenna, and Dennis McKenna, and now I have to make space (pun intended) for these new guys: Berman and Lanza. The Anthropic Principle has played a large role in my thinking, but I am much more convinced now than ever before that nothing occurs outside of living things and the consciousness that permeates them, individually and collectively. With Biocentrism, the lines are finally laid down, boldly and unapologetically. I am convinced that this will help lead to the physics and metaphysics of a final and real Theory of Everything.
What does any of that have to do with me? I have a novel mathematical (geometric) and graphic approach to representing multidimensional reality, and it happens to fit Biocentrism perfectly. It is called, "Metaphorics." I will announce the publication of this hypothesis at some point in the next couple of years. While these things are not involved in my creative efforts, they do influence my thinking.
1. Subject is chosen.2. Instrumental composition is worked out.3. Words begin to come as I repeat playing it.4. Melody is born.5. Write a poem to match the music and fit the subject.6. Integrate music and lyrics.
CROWNSCurrent Song List1. Herx Sing2. Already Over3. With You4. Seven Stars5. Snow to Rain6. Crowns7. I Don't Know8. Euphoria9. Age of Heroes
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