The easiest material from which to draw inspiration is that which is closest to you.
Common visits of mind numbing blinders Pulled over my eyes and ears I always sensed his ultimate betrayal Providing him the opportunity to correct his faults You try to change fate Yet you’re always left to chance Predetermined by the metaphysical laws of learning Karmath
What one can and cannot say in teaching Advice goes unhinged Like stray invisible light waves We fight to answer the questions for others who never bother to ask Or are afraid to Even when it means life or death
The laws of Karmath go unbroken
It’s not betrayal if you knew it was coming all along It was predetermined logic Betrayal would have been a broken Karmathian law Impossible to obtain The lowest common denomination of life – laws of living.
What goes up must come down No one is created equal, despite our claims for the opposite A guiding hand is only felt by those who ask for one
Just finished laying down all the tracks (not even a minute ago). The last little bit dealt with me searching around the house for an adequate box to fill up with magnet balls for one tiny sign-off piece of percussion to close the track. Minor detail for the listener, an absolute NEED for the obsessive recorder.
Tomorrow I'll touch-up a few things here and there. Then I'll put her off to the side as I finish up the next three songs. After that: the dreaded Sonar conversion, and I'll high-tail it over to Schuyler.
Can't remember what the session count is. But, nontheless, progress is being made. I'm in the second movement of the song. Some revisions are most definitely going to be made . . . but for now I'm enjoying the different pace of the new section. I'm finally becoming settled with certain effects presets. Presets I'd use in different songs. So recording might be quicker in the coming weeks.
Looking at a mid-January rough mix done date right now. Didn't meet my New Years resolution. But se la vi.