Everybody Now..”I Want All My Senses Back”

looking up at a sunlit forest through a fisheye lens

One can have an interesting meditation session listening to this song and staring at the picture of the video. Or one can use the similar black and white one included at the top of this page.
Although it’s obvious from the original that it was taken from the ground looking up position, if one concentrates smoothly enough, one can “see and feel” the trees from the top looking down.


It can be an amusing and soothing exercise-conditioning oneself to see one legitimate seeming picture from two different vantage points. Done often enough, many will find it a pleasant mental workout on any variety of subjects.


Personally, I deviated from the course just a wee bit.


I chose to get lost in a visualized fantasy which focused more on the song itself.
Lyrics=

Yeah
Nah, ah-ah

I know I could be naïve
Holding onto something sweet, yeah
Maybe I was born this way
Yet I could be wrong, yeah

Try to keep yourself at ease
Even when it’s hard to breathe
Maybe you were born this way
But you could be wrong, yeah

I fell back
I lost my track
As my chin sags
And my eyes go black

I want all my senses back
Senses back, my senses back
I want all my senses back
Senses back, my senses back
I want all my senses back
Senses back, my senses back
I want all my senses back
Senses back, my, my, my senses
My senses

Often on the sea breeze
Height of mountains kept me sleeping
You and I were born this way
Did something go wrong here?

You’re chuckling softly, hey, hey
I’ll pass it off graciously, yeah
Even in my time and place
Will something grow old here?

And I fell back
And I lost track
As my chin sags
And my eyes go black

I want all my senses back
Senses back, my senses back
I want all my senses back
Senses back, my senses back
I want all my senses back
Senses back, my senses back
I want all my senses back
Senses back, my, my, my senses
My senses
My sensesmy


I imagined a sea of human bodies surrounding an establishment, hand in hand, from different countries, creeds and colors and singing the chorus in one voice. Thousands of them. Tens of thousands.


They could be gathered around any one of the “masters of the universe” establishments involved in the distribution or manufacturing of “our” vaccines or “behavioral meds”.
C.E.R.N. for instance, has a department dedicated to the delivery of vaccines, although I know most of us are only aware that they’re involved with finding “god” particles and other high end scientific experiments that would probably tax our tiny minds if we tried understanding what the folks had to say about it. If they had anything to say to us.
Besides, it would be a bit difficult getting thousands of bodies to where it’s snug and deep out of reach at nearly 600 feet underground.


Outside the United Nations building or any CDC building, I would have to assume, would be the best settings for my oddball fantasy.
At a time where “enough” morphs into “more than enough” and everyone’s had the infamous “It” up to the ultimate “Here”; with the poisonings, the disease and the abuse.
It’s a beautiful scene. An awesome one actually.


Imagining that many voices singing that refrain, in a non-violent but heavy hitting way..
In a miracle bid for our rights to live life with the senses we as human beings should have been entitled to keep..
A poignant and artistic harassment demanding that no men have the right to destroy, change or infect our bio chemistry against our wishes and knowledge.
(Something I was stupid enough (along with billions of others, over many decades) to believe was prohibited in the United Nations declaration of Human Rights from Geneva or some such mockery about human experimentation being a crime. Oh wellsie, I used to believe in the Easter Bunny once upon a time as well.)


It’s along the line of that fundraising emotional fleece job “Hands Across America” that we had in ’86.


Except in my vision, billions of future children would actually be spared from further harm. For free.


photo by eppic

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