Fina means one who adds and Kala means art. Themes consistent throughout my messaging: endless truth or endless myths is what the battle is about and why all the music and art industry selling you on dreams all the time (the entire media industry really) - timed with the launch of Euclid (Elements-Geometry - Rendering). Music video as is for this message. John 3:1-18
Lyrics:
The dream you have,
Is written in ancient ink, like a prayer put to paper.
But the things your small hands long for,
Are no longer anywhere to be found.
Nonetheless, you walk a path,
Where beautiful things remain beautiful,
And I get the feeling that’s something I want to protect.
The sky and water stain this planet,
As if drawing a pale rainbow before fading away;
On such blinding nights, I wonder just how far,
The sound of your singing voice can reach.
The light of this blue planet,
On which dreams lie,
Had us simply in love;
For the sake of just one future,
We’ll try to put everything into a single song,
Taking off,
Into a still darkened sky.
Your whispers,
Are like a blade, slicing my heart to pieces,
‘Till there’s no way to protect myself,
From their innocent light.
The sadness of that radiance is constant,
Pouring into me,
And I get the feeling that I want to protect you.
Where did we come from, where will we go,
As we stand here in the place we were born long ago?
What things will I feel? What things will I seek?
Just how far will I be able to go?
The light of that blue planet,
Is calling to you,
Becoming more and more beautiful as it fades away,
Like a single wish,
Shivering within the darkness,
As you reach out your hand,
Toward a still darkened sky.
That far off melody,
And the light of this blue planet,
Had everyone simply in love;
For the sake of just one future,
We’re putting everything into a single song.
If you’re going to dream,
I’ll stand by your side,
Reaching my hand out toward that same far off place.
Someday I too will reach,
That quiet sky that you believed in:
An endlessly radiant,
heavenly blue.
