Heyko
Here it is. Enjoy,
Jost
(from the inside the spine (.)
were these just imaginary days?
A dream on the transcontinental railroad
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(from inside the booklet(..)
back in the imaginary day
all sound was perceived as music
music as the spoken language
the fabric of music dressed the human soul
imagination was the currency of existence
soul power was measured in sound
hearing was intrinsically the same as listening
all of human history was available to the ear
creativity was identifiable through its immunity to idiomatic definitions
today is the imaginary day
back in the imaginary day
all tastes were perceived as music
music was the food of soul nourishment
the fruit of taste grew from the same tree as music
imagination was the currency of existence
taste made appetites grow only stronger
deep and real listening was the same as eating
creativity was identifiable through its subversion of idiomatic definitions
this is the imaginary day
back in the imaginary day
all scents came from music itself
the fragrance of music filled every corner of the universe
music perfumed the human soul
imagination was the currency of existence
knowing that music was the voice of god was only a matter of breathing
idiomatic definitions were identifiable through their irrelevance to
creativity
today is the imaginary day
back in the imaginary day..
all sights were perceived as sounds
seeing was music
the lens of vision was focused by all sound
imagination was the currency of existence
soul power could be felt and heard but never clearly seen
seeing was hearing,
and hearing was finding and believing
creativity was identifiable through its remaking of all definitions
this is the imaginary day
back in the imaginary day
all feelings were perceived as music
emotion was literally music
all emotions were manifested through musical sounds
the call of emotion came as a song
imagination was the currency of existence
feelings could be heard and seen
creativity was identifiable through its immunity to idiomatic definitions
today is the imaginary day
back in the imaginary day
to touch another was to play an instrument
music was on and at every fingertip
a touch, no matter how brief, had an accompanying song
the heat of desire was the same temperature as music
imagination was the currency of existence
touching was the same as hearing
creativity was identifiable through its transcendence of idiomatic
definitions
this is the imaginary day
pat metheny with steve rodby
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(from the back cover of the booklet(..)
he was working on the transcontinental railroad,
thinking of his friends and life back home.
were those just imaginary days?
As day broke, a dream overcame even memory?
Calling him quietly to follow (
and he went into the dream, to find the story within the story.
It was there, in the blinding heat of that imaginary day,
that he was what could be.
Across the sky, thousands of faces all colors,
all races, all people together as one.
In his dream, he was a place where fact and chance,
the mystery of necessity and the deep roots of coincidence,
imagined together the community of souls.
elusive, this dream,
and he knew that tomorrow would come to soon.
Awakening now, to a world and a day
both less imaginary and less real,
he knew he would remember that future
he visited for just a fleeting moment,
always.
Hadn't noticed before...
Seems to me that some symbols were chosen for pretty obvious reasons
(e.g. elephant for E or flower for F). Has anybody managed to find
out, why the other symbols were chosen?
Heyko