Snake Skin
Everything we grow inside
Becomes a husk we must break free of
There is no room
Within a cocoon
For a constantly emerging life
Eyes cloud over
Life looks dark
But there's a spot
Between a rock and a hard place
Where we can peel our old selves away
So, the thing is apparently we only percieve 4% of reality. This means all the planets and stars and all our friends and personal effects, your new Prius, are just 4% of reality. I don't know how physicists and astronomers got this percentage but the overall effect is ... we don't know s--t! Even compost is a total mystery.
Here's how it breaks down: Dark energy is 71% ... Dark matter is 25%, and we percieve 4% of what's left. Humility anyone? Maybe this will help: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=17jymDn0W6U
Richard Dawkins in his book the 'God Delusion' says ... "we are all looking at reality through a burkha." That's right, imagine a burkha hanging over all your projects, insights, moods, partners, stuff, and just a little slot of light coming in. Considering how little we actually know, isn't it amazing how fast we all run around in our lives. We're like a woman on a busy street in Afghanistan racing around in her burkha against rush hour traffic.
I can only imagine the shock and amazement when the ancient Greeks figured out that the sky was not held up by the distant mountain tops. Apparently, one of the appeals of converting to Christianity was the missionaries told animistic cultures that they could shed their old fears and superstitions. One tribe in remote Indonesia stopped a centuries long fear of bird omens that made them afraid to go out into the forest.
So, I'm working on a whole collection of songs about these new scientific discoveries, and how they effect our emotional lives. Check out the song Dark Matter on my new CD to see what I'm mean (click here).
Here's the lyrics of a new song I just finished and will be recording soon.
Four Percent
© Jim Ocean
Four percent
That’s all we know
Four percent is
All we see
Just four per cent
Is all that shows
Four percent of reality
Every person
Every drop of water
Every apple
Every apple tree
All your worries
Every time you hurry
All the fury
Inside you and me is just…
Four percent
That’s all we know
Four percent is
All we see
Just four percent
Is all that shows
Four per cent of reality
Every mountain
Every coin in every fountain
Not to mention all we see
Every mission
Every politician
Swallowed whole by a big black sea
Every poem
Anything that you could show ‘em
All your dreams and reveries
All our fables
All our lies and labels
Ayatollahs, Rabbis, Monks and thieves are just…
Four percent
That’s all we know
Four percent is
All we see
Just four percent
Is all that shows
Four percent of reality.
Everything we grow inside
Becomes a husk we must break free of
There is no room
Within a cocoon
For a constantly emerging life
Eyes cloud over
Life looks dark
But there's a spot
Between a rock and a hard place
Where we can peel our old selves away
So, the thing is apparently we only percieve 4% of reality. This means all the planets and stars and all our friends and personal effects, your new Prius, are just 4% of reality. I don't know how physicists and astronomers got this percentage but the overall effect is ... we don't know s--t! Even compost is a total mystery.
Here's how it breaks down: Dark energy is 71% ... Dark matter is 25%, and we percieve 4% of what's left. Humility anyone? Maybe this will help: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=17jymDn0W6U
Richard Dawkins in his book the 'God Delusion' says ... "we are all looking at reality through a burkha." That's right, imagine a burkha hanging over all your projects, insights, moods, partners, stuff, and just a little slot of light coming in. Considering how little we actually know, isn't it amazing how fast we all run around in our lives. We're like a woman on a busy street in Afghanistan racing around in her burkha against rush hour traffic.
I can only imagine the shock and amazement when the ancient Greeks figured out that the sky was not held up by the distant mountain tops. Apparently, one of the appeals of converting to Christianity was the missionaries told animistic cultures that they could shed their old fears and superstitions. One tribe in remote Indonesia stopped a centuries long fear of bird omens that made them afraid to go out into the forest.
So, I'm working on a whole collection of songs about these new scientific discoveries, and how they effect our emotional lives. Check out the song Dark Matter on my new CD to see what I'm mean (click here).
Here's the lyrics of a new song I just finished and will be recording soon.
Four Percent
© Jim Ocean
Four percent
That’s all we know
Four percent is
All we see
Just four per cent
Is all that shows
Four percent of reality
Every person
Every drop of water
Every apple
Every apple tree
All your worries
Every time you hurry
All the fury
Inside you and me is just…
Four percent
That’s all we know
Four percent is
All we see
Just four percent
Is all that shows
Four per cent of reality
Every mountain
Every coin in every fountain
Not to mention all we see
Every mission
Every politician
Swallowed whole by a big black sea
Every poem
Anything that you could show ‘em
All your dreams and reveries
All our fables
All our lies and labels
Ayatollahs, Rabbis, Monks and thieves are just…
Four percent
That’s all we know
Four percent is
All we see
Just four percent
Is all that shows
Four percent of reality.