Why Is There A Sword?

Sword mix 4
This song continues the theme of the angels protecting the girl from the teachers (see below if you're unfamiliar with this project). The angels decided to wield swords because they wanna be prepared to defend the girl in case the teachers turn into mean jerks again. They also figure the swords will be handy for cutting any energy cords that are still connecting the girl to the mean teachers. Yeah, if you've ever run across someone with bad energy, it can be good to take a look and see if there're any energy cords connecting you to them because you can be a thousand miles away but have them still influence you. That's why it's also handy to have guardian angels with swords.

And the girl, well, she thinks she's gone crazy cuz at this point, because she actually sees the angels with the swords. Like, she thinks she's hallucinating or something.

Weird why is there a sword
Here's last week's song, if you play it backwards.

The lyrics are:

It got hairy and scary for her and she thinks that she is unglued (with bad luck)

And the ferry that carries the turd is to teach us yesterday’s mood (oh, God, fuck)

We’re the angels and we think that it would be fine

To poke and stoke the teachers when we see that they are unkind

And we’re ready, yes, indeed, to tear down the walls

That make the students bleed inside the prison that is these halls

Was it in my eye? My mind is hazy/ Then I start to cry / did I go crazy?

I was looking toward / I had a vision / angels with some swords / they’re on a mission

Why is there a sword? Why is there a sword?

They say it’s a sword / it’s good for scoring / all those stupid cords / that make minds boring

They say they will cut / away the badness / makes my mind a rut / that’s filled with sadness

Why is there a sword? Why is there a sword?

It is the biggest stupid-dumb mess / why did they make the girl wear a dress?

It is much better when she has jeans / but they won’t let her, the teachers are mean

We will fight the teachers now and cut all those cords

and then we’ll drive our rusty beaters down to drop off our swords

And we’re ready, yes, indeed, to tear down the walls

That make the students bleed inside the prison that is these halls

They said it’s alright/ cuz they will help me/ sing into the night / and watch all Hell freeze

They say you’ll be fine/ we’re here to save you/ in the nick of time/ from those that hate you

Why is there a sword? Why is there a sword?

One day, I started writing a song about a fucked up school. Then, a few days later, that lawsuit came out, involving those pervy professors in the Dartmouth Department of Psychological and Brain Sciences. I was all, oh, my stars!!! That’s where I got my Ph.D.! Then I finished writing the song about a week later. I thought it was just a song about how the school system fucks up kids, but after I finished writing and recording it, I realized parts of it were about my experiences in that poopy psych department (the unconscious mind works in mysterious ways). In any event, I decided to write an album about a fucked up school in order to process my experiences of having been in that department and how the culture there impacted me. This album ain’t necessarily about Dartmouth, per se. It’s more of a weird, inner exploration where I’m, like, having a fucked up dialogue with my unconscious about my experiences at Dartmouth. Jung used to call that kind of stuff “active imagination.” So far, this album follows the story of a girl, whose guardian angels try to protect her, but often can't find her. The angels at some point decide that they have to protect the girl from those nasty teachers and start to plot against them. But then they realize they don’t want to actually harm the teachers, so they, instead, make the teachers’ brains into nature brains ™, which are basically brains that hear communications coming from nature spirits. The angels do this because they think it’ll give those teachers more empathy, and will, in turn, be nice to the students.  After the teachers receive those nature brains, they go crazy because a mountain starts speaking to them, and the numinosity of that experience is too much for them to handle.

Backwards Song With A Sword In It

BACSW0RD
This song is the backwards version of a song with a sword in it. Listening to it, it sounds to me like a song revolutionary guys might sing while they're marching. So, I drew a picture of revolutionary-looking dudes marching with a revolutionary-looking flag. I bunched them all close together accidentally, so their marching-ness ain't as free-looking as I wanted it to be. Instead of bein' flamboyant-looking marching guys, they're more like reserved, clustered-together revolutionary looking guys.

Darkest Day

DARKESTDAY

In this song, the teachers have all gone crazy, and that gives the girl a break from their constant oppression. (See below, if you're unfamiliar with this series of songs). You'd think that'd be positive, in the sense that she should be able to get back to normal, now that they're off her back.

But instead, she gets really depressed. She gets so depressed that she feels like this is the darkest day she has ever experienced and can possibly experience, the nadir of her existence. As such, she seizes upon the metaphor of a dark day in American history, the day Walter Cronkite tearfully announces JFK's death. It's like, this is the lowest of the low. The pit of awfulness.

See, here's what I think she's experiencing. When soldiers are out on the battlefield, they endure horrors upon horrors, but they keep their shit together because of necessity. If they fall apart and succumb to PTSD out there, then they're probably dead meat. As such, it's not till they get home and are in the safety of their own homes that they fall apart and get all PTSD-ish. That's basically what happens to the girl in this song. She's in survival mode while the teachers are being all mean and oppressive, and once she gets a break from their oppression, she falls apart and gets real bad depression. Yesiree.

This is last week's song if you play it backwards.
Weird darkest day

The lyrics are:

In the darkest day I see:

Walter Cronkite is crying / and the president’s dying

And I don’t feel like trying / when the planet is frying

In the darkest day I see:

That the angels are with me / but I can’t feel their mercy

And I can’t hear them singing / cuz my ears started ringing

Bastard fuck-land / backwards stuck-sand

Poop-shit raining / stupid staining

In the darkest day I see:

In the song singing nowhere / it’s the long stinging don’t-care

And the days are repeating / makes my brain start receding

In the darkest day I see:

Everything got unraveled / in the time that got traveled

I got split down the middle / as I cry on my fiddle

It has gotten really intense

And the teachers’ minds have got bent

What the fuck is happening here?

They got stuck in minds that aren’t clear

And the girl is never complaining

But the swirl of tears are raining

She got stuck inside her sad

Timeless muck it got real bad

One day, I started writing a song about a fucked up school. Then, a few days later, that lawsuit came out, involving those pervy professors in the Dartmouth Department of Psychological and Brain Sciences. I was all, oh, my stars!!! That’s where I got my Ph.D.! Then I finished writing the song about a week later. I thought it was just a song about how the school system fucks up kids, but after I finished writing and recording it, I realized parts of it were about my experiences in that poopy psych department (the unconscious mind works in mysterious ways). In any event, I decided to write an album about a fucked up school in order to process my experiences of having been in that department and how the culture there impacted me. This album ain’t necessarily about Dartmouth, per se. It’s more of a weird, inner exploration where I’m, like, having a fucked up dialogue with my unconscious about my experiences at Dartmouth. Jung used to call that kind of stuff “active imagination.” So far, this album follows the story of a girl, whose guardian angels try to protect her, but often can't find her. The angels at some point decide that they have to protect the girl from those nasty teachers and start to plot against them. But then they realize they don’t want to actually harm the teachers, so they, instead, make the teachers’ brains into nature brains ™, which are basically brains that hear communications coming from nature spirits. The angels do this because they think it’ll give those teachers more empathy, and will, in turn, be nice to the students.  After the teachers receive those nature brains, they go crazy because a mountain starts speaking to them, and the numinosity of that experience is too much for them to handle.

Backwards Song About Darkness

BACKDARK

This backwards song sounded sacred to me, the way others do, but in a more blue-grassy/celtic-y way. I could be totally off, though, in classifying it as those genres because I suck at classifying genres. But anyway, I drew guys playing bluegrass music. The one on the left is playing a banjo and the one on the right is playing a bass fiddle (in case it's hard to tell because of my limited drawing abilities).

No Longer Boring

NOBORING

This is a song about how after the guardian angels give the teachers nature brains, they go crazy because a mountain starts communicating with them. Having a mountain communicate with those teachers was too much for their psyches to take, apparently. It was, like, so much of a numinous experience, that it overwhelmed their psyches and they descended into madness. See below if you're unfamiliar with this project.

Actually, I got that idear from an article I read years ago about a teenager who'd come down with a bad case of schizophrenia. He was treatment-resistant in all kinds of ways, and his life was descending into deeper and deeper levels of Hell. His forward-thinking parents decided to send him to an African village to hang out with the shaman there. The shaman had the insight that a mountain was trying to communicate with the kid, and that's what was making him descend into psychosis. Then, somehow the kid got better. I'm not sure exactly what all the shaman did, but maybe he got better because he had the insight about the mountain provided to him. I'm not all the way sure.

Anyway, this is the first song I recorded after I started watching Cole Mize's videos on how to be a better rapper. I highly recommend checking out his web site, if you're interested in developing your rapping skills. Here's a link:  https://colemizestudios.com/cole-mize/

Weird no longer boring

 This is last week's song, if you play it backwards.

The lyrics are:

In the doors of perception

Their minds got clear reception

They’re no longer boring

But they have lost their mooring

There’s a mountain that’s speaking to teachers of distress

And it’s leaking all the features of things they will confess

Losing all their minds to nature and its kind

Confusing they can’t find the pay-dirt that is time

We’re the angels and we think that we have fucked up

Now their brains have magic overflowing their cup

And the teachers got mud and madness in their brains

Now the creatures got floods of sadness in their pain

And we thought that it could be very good idea

To give them all a nature brain but, fuck, oh, Mama Mia

The cuckoo’s nest they fly above is getting unkempt

It’s not the best they try to love a hundred percent

One day, I started writing a song about a fucked up school. Then, a few days later, that lawsuit came out, involving those pervy professors in the Dartmouth Department of Psychological and Brain Sciences. I was all, oh, my stars!!! That’s where I got my Ph.D.! Then I finished writing the song about a week later. I thought it was just a song about how the school system fucks up kids, but after I finished writing and recording it, I realized parts of it were about my experiences in that poopy psych department (the unconscious mind works in mysterious ways). In any event, I decided to write an album about a fucked up school in order to process my experiences of having been in that department and how the culture there impacted me. This album ain’t necessarily about Dartmouth, per se. It’s more of a weird, inner exploration where I’m, like, having a fucked up dialogue with my unconscious about my experiences at Dartmouth. Jung used to call that kind of stuff “active imagination.” So far, this album follows the story of a girl, whose guardian angels try to protect her, but often can't find her. The angels at some point decide that they have to protect the girl from those nasty teachers and start to plot against them. But then they realize they don’t want to actually harm the teachers, so they, instead, make the teachers’ brains into nature brains ™, which are basically brains that hear communications coming from nature spirits. The angels do this because they think it’ll give those teachers more empathy, and will, in turn, be nice to the students.  After the teachers receive those nature brains, they go crazy because a mountain starts speaking to them, and the numinosity of that experience is too much for them to handle.