The Truth Project - King Crimson

- King Crimson - Epitaph for America and the World -

The Fate of All Mankind I see
is in the hands of Fools!!

You are about to be tested in ways in which you never would have imagined!...

- King Crimson - Epitaph -

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The wall on which the prophets wrote
is cracking at the seams...
Upon the instruments of death
the sunlight brightly gleams

When every man is torn apart
with nightmares and with dreams
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
when silence drowns the screams

Confusion will be my epitaph
as I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it, ohh, we can all sit back and laugh
But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying!...

[ Instrumental ]

Between the iron gates of fate
the seeds of time were sown
And watered by the deeds of those
who know and who are known

Knowledge is a deadly friend
if no one sets the rules
- The fate of all mankind I see -
is in the hands of fools...

[ Instrumental ]

The wall on which the prophets wrote
is cracking at the seams
Upon the instruments of death
the sunlight brightly gleams

When every man is torn apart
with nightmares and with dreams
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
when silence drowns the screams

...Crying...

...Crying!

Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying...

...Crying!....

...(Next)...

I Talk To The Wind

21st Century Schizoid Man

...Waltzing To Armageddon...

A Manufactured World Crisis

Yeah, "Climate Change" is the real 'threat'... How about 'Nuclear Winter'?... Where do you live?...
(And there are a whole lot of 'secondaries')

Darkness

By Lord Byron (George Gordon)
Published July 1816
Note: A tome most likely inspired by
‘The Book of Revelation’...

I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space,
Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth
Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air;
Morn came and went—and came, and brought no day,
And men forgot their passions in the dread
Of this their desolation; and all hearts
Were chill'd into a selfish prayer for light:
And they did live by watchfires—and the thrones,
The palaces of crowned kings—the huts,
The habitations of all things which dwell,
Were burnt for beacons; cities were consum'd,
And men were gather'd round their blazing homes
To look once more into each other's face;
Happy were those who dwelt within the eye
Of the volcanos, and their mountain-torch:
A fearful hope was all the world contain'd;
Forests were set on fire—but hour by hour
They fell and faded—and the crackling trunks
Extinguish'd with a crash—and all was black.
The brows of men by the despairing light
Wore an unearthly aspect, as by fits
The flashes fell upon them; some lay down
And hid their eyes and wept; and some did rest
Their chins upon their clenched hands, and smil'd;
And others hurried to and fro, and fed
Their funeral piles with fuel, and look'd up
With mad disquietude on the dull sky,
The pall of a past world; and then again
With curses cast them down upon the dust,
And gnash'd their teeth and howl'd: the wild birds shriek'd
And, terrified, did flutter on the ground,
And flap their useless wings; the wildest brutes
Came tame and tremulous; and vipers crawl'd
And twin'd themselves among the multitude,
Hissing, but stingless—they were slain for food.
And War, which for a moment was no more,
Did glut himself again: a meal was bought
With blood, and each sate sullenly apart
Gorging himself in gloom: no love was left;
All earth was but one thought—and that was death
Immediate and inglorious; and the pang
Of famine fed upon all entrails—men died,
And their bones were tombless as their flesh;
The meagre by the meagre were devour'd,
Even dogs assail'd their masters, all save one,
And he was faithful to a corse, and kept
The birds and beasts and famish'd men at bay,
Till hunger clung them, or the dropping dead
Lur'd their lank jaws; himself sought out no food,
But with a piteous and perpetual moan,
And a quick desolate cry, licking the hand
Which answer'd not with a caress—he died.
The crowd was famish'd by degrees; but two
Of an enormous city did survive,
And they were enemies: they met beside
The dying embers of an altar-place
Where had been heap'd a mass of holy things
For an unholy usage; they rak'd up,
And shivering scrap'd with their cold skeleton hands
The feeble ashes, and their feeble breath
Blew for a little life, and made a flame
Which was a mockery; then they lifted up
Their eyes as it grew lighter, and beheld
Each other's aspects—saw, and shriek'd, and died—
Even of their mutual hideousness they died,
Unknowing who he was upon whose brow
Famine had written Fiend. The world was void,
The populous and the powerful was a lump,
Seasonless, herbless, treeless, manless, lifeless—
A lump of death—a chaos of hard clay.
The rivers, lakes and ocean all stood still,
And nothing stirr'd within their silent depths;
Ships sailorless lay rotting on the sea,
And their masts fell down piecemeal: as they dropp'd
They slept on the abyss without a surge—
The waves were dead; the tides were in their grave,
The moon, their mistress, had expir'd before;
The winds were wither'd in the stagnant air,
And the clouds perish'd; Darkness had no need
Of aid from them—She was the Universe.

Can you possibly imagine a time when
'the living will actually envy the dead'?

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We Now Are in "The Fourth Turning"...

The sure path to national and global SUICIDE...

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It is said that "Music is a Universal Language"

Music is Energy for the Spirit...

(Best listened to 'piped' through a home stereo)

Sacred Spirit - Book Of Secrets - Runtime: 1:29:21

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(I think there must be a message in here, somewhere...)
Page with A Mix of 35 Tracks-Total Runtime: 2:55:19

Page with a Selected Mix of 21 Tracks from 3 Albums

Page with a Mix of 66 Tracks from 7 Albums of The Best

Page with a Mix of 89 Tracks from 8 Albums

3 Selected Prophetic Tracks from the first Album

Page with First Album of 6 Tracks-Total Runtime: 41:08

Page with a Mix of 10 Tracks from 2 Albums

Page with a Mix of 43 Tracks from 7 Albums of The Best

Mix of Full Albums with 18 Tracks-Total Runtime: 8:11:45

Page with a Mix of 17 Tracks from Several Albums

Extended Play Mix of 194 Tracks-Total Runtime: 21:57:01
Great for Background Study and Relaxation

Extended Play Mix of 8 Tracks, Total Runtime: 22:09:20
Great for Background Study and Relaxation

Mix of 14 Tracks-Some Extended-Total Runtime: 7:46:18
Great for Background Prayer and Meditation

Mix of 5 Tracks-Incl. 2 Albums-Total Runtime: 1:47:04

Symphony Orchestra-18 Tracks-Total Runtime: 1:17:44

Symphony No. 9 - 7 Tracks-Total Runtime: 56:26

Page with Mix of 5 Albums - Various World Music Artists

A Mix of 30 Tracks-Total Runtime: 1:54:18

Selected Mix of 16 Tracks from a Live Concert+Bonus 7

Page with Full Album of 8 Tracks-Total Runtime: 49:15

Comprehensive Mix of 115 Tracks-Total Runtime: 13:56:05
Great for Background Study and Relaxation

Comprehensive Mix of 115 Tracks-Total Runtime: 14:14:29
Ambient Low-Volume for Deep-Sleep and Dreaming

Beautiful Relaxing Background-Total Runtime: 3:00:12

Mix of 104 Tracks-Incl. 3 Albums-Total Runtime: 9:26:55

Mix of 19 Tracks-Incl. 1 Album-Total Runtime: 2:27:30

Calling All Angels!...

Classic Sci-Fi Entertainment
Mad Scientists,
Crazy Alien Creatures,
Futuristic Technologies,
Cosmic Threats,
what could possibly go wrong?...
It is said that yesterday's 'science fiction'
can often become today's 'science fact'...

Soundtrack to the Movie Dune