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Sun Worshipper
00:45
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Synchronizing rotation. Forward jets on your mark. Copy that. Making approach on optimal vector... mark. Pulse pause-correction thrusters to align. Tap forward and aft jets to match rotor phase. Stabilizing. Maintain manual monitor to correct for clock drift. Countdown handoff initiated. Okay to go. Close visors. Initiate O2. Go for activation. Go for negative return.
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I came aboard with nothing to spare. As the light panned over my eyes I did not see you there. Unfortunate it is, it is all rationed with care.
Ash to Ash and stardust to dust a man of means I will do what I must. Would that I could, but I have nothing to give. For you see it's not up to me: man did not make this penalty. There can be no alternative.
There is no denying the gravity, just belonging the ultimate end. As all turns toward darkness, the pensive whispers, the lost messages you'd send.
But what dire means. And what did we really glean? I didn't do anything to be tried for.
Fate degreed by a lifeless steel maul. But no amount of human sympathy can alter the second long. Balancing the old equations for the unity of mass, while something gold and lovely hurries past.
Is there indifference? A law of indifference? Sure sure that's the way that'll be. I always liked that, but there was never any other play. And I'm steady.
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3. |
The Colony
05:35
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We check the systems and the caselogs
We make our meals and a plan
Sterilize anything that comes through the airlock
And stabilize the pressure however we can
We chart another sortie into the forests
Descend the valleys to the dunes
Survey the rivers and the dig sites
It is possible, we may need, to relocate soon
Everything will eventually be fine
Just mind your filters and the fines
These bubble walls were meant for the short term
Though we've stocked rations for the worst
The colony upkeep requires patience and discipline
And plenty of fuel for distractions, our wounds, and the thirst
These creatures' will not harm us
But poison looms in the air they breathe
Ready the cargo, secure your mask, and check your tasks, because we launch as soon as we can find a viable window to leave
Keep your distance, there's only a little more distance to go
The timetables are too distant, and the progress unknown and too slow
The garden is doing better than expected
The com links are working for now
I've re-established contact with homebase
And we will make it back
we will make it out somehow
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4. |
Don't Be Alarmed
06:37
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Enter the override codes
I'll transfer the sleeper, if you haul supplies
Power down the radio.
I know the cameras work,
But I have to see it with my own eyes
A system built to overload
Losing too much sleep through an
Ancient mechanism
I lay quiet on my side
Trying not to frighten
Nor widen the schism
Chorus (Anymore)
It doesn't feel safe here.
I'm not sure where it did. Where it does.
Just humor me, (delay)
Just to be on the safe side.
Just do it. Just because.
Chorus (Did you check the doors?)
We hear them in the darkness
Building from a whisper to a roar
We must decipher these messages
And discern that which we can change
And what we can ignore.
Rush down the stairs
A stain on the button
A toy to a child
Find some common ground
The longest wavelength
Camera obscura
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5. |
The Pleiades
05:21
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Lay your head upon my shoulder
and slowly fall asleep.
When we wake we will be older
Among the worlds far but not so foreign:
A sea of stars for all your daughters to be born into.
Lay the burden from your shoulders.
Quiet the vigilance you keep.
Heavenly calculations colder
than those of the two worlds you have balanced
in this iteration of harmony and malice.
And so now it's come to this:
You know you've come to understand
that understanding is happiness.
Lay to rest these coldest shoulders.
Dry the tears you choose to weep.
As all seven stars still smoulder
The skies explode to the Master's schism--
the endless rhythmic pulse of your catasterism.
As you finally come to rest
You know you've come to understand
that understanding is happiness.
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There is no deeper meaning
in the murky depths
Nor a greater purpose grasped
In that fitful gasp for breath
Weighted down with the stones,
We're pulled heavenward
toward every one of our unmade homes.
A casual glance back
toward the earthly curve,
and the oceans fling their gravity
up at the ends of our nerves.
Inversion lights the warnings
on a fuel-propelled machine,
and my dreamboat descends like a dust cloud
but is not a submarine.
Racing toward collision,
a muted blue expanse
floods the field of vision
in the roar of the downward trance
absent eyes placid
in a tranquil sun-drenched face
one small point collapsing
bracing for impact's warm embrace
return to a misery
deep down inside of me
behind my face
the horrors confined
I'm treading again
and going nowhere fast
as the tides come up
and pull me in
again
A rock unto water;
Walls spiral from the plunge.
The water's high and the blood is hot,
rushing through my lungs.
The taste of the wire's copper
and the smell of the circuits' spark
The core's final explosive light
flashes my shadow and goes dark
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7. |
The First One to Stop
01:59
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In a dark and cavernous lair lie a vicious, viscous vehemence and a heavy air, wherein the Lark turns to Raven and the bedrock and man both cave in to the endless, barbarous abyss of toil and despair.
And how I only want to dig you out with the tools of which you'd already dreamed. And I hope you know you were not singled out as much as the circumstances seemed. And as long as you strike the flint that sparks the flames burning what's left of our Zion, this dark cloud will obfuscate the brilliance of your brightest stars, my fading Orion.
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8. |
The Compromise
06:01
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Surely now you know your station
in the endless delay of your gratification.
"The journey serves as the destination"
you say to yourself to alay all of your reservations.
Dark circles coming full circle,
Pupils dilated by the infinite horizon.
Ever ascending to a greater elevation,
anathema to your every inspiration.
Pupils queued up to venerate the wise ones.
Heal thyself physician,
Call it counter-conditioning.
Wise words, and altruistic,
But no one is listening.
Heal thyself good doctor,
If you strain your eyes
In your tower
You may see that in this (com)promise
You've conceded all your power.
Inconspicuously coveting all my trophies in the rat race of the rational actor.
We ignore the exogenous factors,
the sinful drone of impostors--
each deploying old contentious tropes.
Sacrificing all our greatest visions
To the ivory archive of unequal admission,
All means ending in the same indecision:
placing the difficult obstructions
All squarely outside of my scope.
Heal thyself physician,
Call it counter-conditioning.
Wise words, and altruistic,
But no one is listening.
Heal thyself good doctor,
If you strain from the top
of your tower
You may see that in this (com)promise
You've conceded all of your power.
I knew how hard it was to stay,
But not how hard to stay away.
I'll heal myself physician,
From counterproductive conditioning.
Wise, want, and altruistic,
Surely more than gold is glistening.
Heal thyself good doctor,
Locked away in the top of your tower
You may never see
The (com)promise in which
You've conceded all your power.
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Bogdanovist
07:52
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If only we could listen to the scientists
Maybe we'd have a chance, and a few less missed.
If there was some way to be rational
From the start,
Without the bias and false consciousness
Of the human heart.
Let's send exactly 100 scientists.
We'll vet them in Antarctica
From a predetermined list.
Surely they could establish solid footing
at the foot of those mountains
And dig a well of
deeper knowledge from the frozen fountains
Before arrival there was a fracture in the scientists.
A separate faction split off called by Bogdanovists.
Even more red than the planet they intended to settle.
Why let old customs or now foreign natures meddle?
But the great red star
Wasn't all that far From home
And the earthbound
Couldn't leave a wellspring well enough alone
Utopia was no match for a cornucopia of precious stones
So we demolished the demon
And the sky blazed white around an equatorial zone
Half rabble rouser, Half scientist
Hands cramping from the scribing
Curled into a rising fist
If only the machina
Had included the deus
To right the cascading recombinant chaos.
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10. |
Fire for the Night
03:16
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11. |
Smaller Triumphs
05:55
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Carry the weight
Honor the silence
Spare your loved ones
In the smaller triumphs
A counterweight
Art to the science
From a place of totality
An intuition and a light
Can you keep the darkness at bay?
I will, I will, I will.
Whisper everything with be okay,
And it will, it will, it will.
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12. |
Sun Warship
00:45
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13. |
Why Came You Between Us?
05:46
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Cloudwalker
05:35
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Crescent Earth
06:37
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Dust Spectre
05:21
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Jovian Nectar
05:45
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Catasteroid
01:59
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Twelvth Thesis
06:01
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Ice for the Day
03:16
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Symbolic Interactionist
05:55
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