Lyrics: The Greatest Adventure Composed and Performed by Glenn Yarbrough The greatest adventure is what lies ahead. Today and tomorrow are yet to be said. The chances, the changes are all yours to make. The mold of your life is in your hands to break. The greatest adventure is there if you're bold. Let go of the moment that life makes you hold. To measure the meaning can make you delay; It's time you stop thinkin' and wasting the day. The man who's a dreamer and never takes leave Who thinks of a world that is just make-believe Will never know passion, will never know pain. Who sits by the window will one day see rain. The greatest adventure is what lies ahead. Today and tomorrow are yet to be said. The chances, the changes are all yours to make. The mold of your life is in your hands to break. The greatest adventure is what lies ahead.
And I Moved Upon The Face Of The Darkness
From: DARK STAR: A SCIENCE FICTION ADVENTURE A Screenplay by John Carpenter and Dan O'Bannon ... DOOLITTLE Yes, of course you remember it, but what you are remembering is merely a series of electrical impulses which you now realize have no necessary connection with outside reality. BOMB True, but since this is so, I have no proof that you are really telling me all this. ...
Benson, Arizona Music by: John Carpenter Lyrics by: Bill Taylor A million suns shine down But I see only one When I think I’m over you I find I’ve just begun The years move faster than the days There’s no warmth in the light How I miss those desert skies Your cool touch in the night CHORUS: Benson, Arizona, blew warm wind through your hair My body flies the galaxy, my heart longs to be there Benson, Arizona, the same stars in the sky But they seemed so much kinder when we watched them, you and I (x2) Now the years pull us apart I’m young and now you’re old But you’re still in my heart And the memory won’t grow cold I dream of times and spaces I left far behind Where we spent our last few days Benson’s on my mind CHORUS: Benson, Arizona, blew warm wind through your hair My body flies the galaxy, my heart longs to be there Benson, Arizona, the same stars in the sky But they seemed so much kinder when we watched them, you and I
A Pale Moon Is Rising
Song: "The Last Unicorn" By: America When the last eagle flies over the last crumbling mountain And the last lion roars at the last dusty fountain In the shadow of the forest though she may be old and worn They will stare unbelieving at the last unicorn When the first breath of winter through the flowers is icing And you look to the north and a pale moon is rising And it seems like all is dying and would leave the world to mourn In the distance hear the laughter of the last unicorn I'm alive, I'm alive When the last moon is cast over the last star of morning And the future has passed without even a last desperate warning Then look into the sky where through the clouds a path is torn Look and see her how she sparkles, it's the last unicorn I'm alive, I'm alive
“That’s home. That’s us.”
“[Carl] Sagan was a member of the Voyager Imaging Team. He had the original idea in 1981 to use the cameras on one of the two Voyager spacecraft to image Earth. He realized that because the spacecraft were so far away the images might not show much. This was precisely why Sagan and other members of the Voyager team felt the images were needed — they wanted humanity to see Earth’s vulnerability and that our home world is just a tiny, fragile speck in the cosmic ocean.” Nasa.gov: Voyager 1’s Pale Blue Dot
Homeward Bound
Song: Homeward Bound Lyrics: Simon & Garfunkel I'm sitting in the railway station Got a ticket to my destination On a tour of one-night stands my suitcase and guitar in hand And every stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band Homeward bound I wish I was Homeward bound Home where my thought's escaping Home where my music's playing Home where my love lies waiting Silently for me Every day's an endless stream Of cigarettes and magazines And each town looks the same to me, the movies and the factories And every stranger's face I see reminds me that I long to be Homeward bound I wish I was Homeward bound Home where my thought's escaping Home where my music's playing Home where my love lies waiting Silently for me Tonight I'll sing my songs again I'll play the game and pretend But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity Like emptiness in harmony I need someone to comfort me Homeward bound I wish I was Homeward bound Home where my thought's escaping Home where my music's playing Home where my love lies waiting Silently for me Silently for me
Lost in Time
"I've seen things you people wouldn't believe... Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion... I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain..".
“Clair de lune” (Moonlight)
Suite bergamasque, Third movement by Claude Debussy
Clair de lune (French Poem) by: Paul Verlaine Votre âme est un paysage choisi Que vont charmant masques et bergamasques Jouant du luth et dansant et quasi Tristes sous leurs déguisements fantasques. Tout en chantant sur le mode mineur L'amour vainqueur et la vie opportune Ils n'ont pas l'air de croire à leur bonheur Et leur chanson se mêle au clair de lune, Au calme clair de lune triste et beau, Qui fait rêver les oiseaux dans les arbres Et sangloter d'extase les jets d'eau, Les grands jets d'eau sveltes parmi les marbres
Translated by: Gibran
Your soul, a landscape of choice made
Where charming masquerading dancers parade,
Playing the lute as they promenade ecstatic,
Sad beneath disguises fantastic.
While singing a minor key tune
Of vanquishing love and a life opportune,
They are incredulous of their own boon,
As their song blends with light of the moon.
From that light of the moon, happiness flees,
While the birds sleep dreaming in the trees,
It bathes sobbing fountains inconsolable,
While svelte water streams among statues of marble.
Means Toward End
Time is but medium that fetters together projections of phenomenal perceptions.
Pulsing Pulsar
The Razor’s Age (Path of Love)
Into to song “Path of Love” by Atman off of album “Nirvana Lounge,” sampling movie “The Razor”s Edge”
Katha Upanisad: The Method of Yoga 12. The Self, though hidden in all beings, does not shine forth but can be seen by those subtle seers, through their sharp and subtle intellect. 13. The wise should restrain speech in mind; one should restrain the latter in understanding self. The understanding one should restrain in the great self. That a person should restrain in the tranquil self. 14. Arise, awake, having attained thy boons, understand them. Sharp as the edge of a razor and hard to cross, difficult to tread is that path sages declare. 15. (The self) without sound, without touch and without form, un-decaying, is likewise, without taste, eternal, without smell, without beginning, without end, beyond the great, abiding, by discerning that, one is freed from the face of death. 16. This ancient story of Naciketas told by Death (Yama), telling and hearing it, a wise man grows great in the world of Brahmā. 17. Whoso shall cause to be recited this supreme secret before an assembly of Brāhamanas or devoutly at the time of the ceremonies for the dead, this will prepare (for him) everlasting life, this will prepare everlasting life.