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Aspaklaria

Aspaklaria is the eponymous song of the album. It’s like my prayer. In Aramaic ‘aspaklaria me’ira’ means ‘clear lens’.......

O just let me be a transparent vessel for the divine will!

All the Prophets saw with the unclear lens, but Moses saw with the clear lens. 
(Talmud, Yevamot 49b)

כל הנביאים נסתקלו באספקלריא שאינה מאירה משה רבינו נסתקל באספקלריא המאירה
(יבמות, מט ע''ב)
 

Aspaklaria

Hi, my name is Dreamer…
All requests – responded to.
Even those not yet pronounced,
But one…

Let the light shine through me
All rays – undistorted
Low pass, hi pass – a dance of minus plus
Always reflect!

Dreamer...

You know me. You know my name:
'All-requests-are-like-a-dream-come-true'.
Even those I’ve not yet dreamt…
But one…

Let the light shine through me
All rays – undistorted
Low pass, hi pass – a dance of minus plus
Always reflect!

Aspaklaria be my name! Ah ah ah…

Will you ever come to me,
My Dream!

neuro alien


neuro alien


Neuro Alien

Ms Victim to Ms Bully:

Everyone can improve themself as a person! But to really change for the better?... Here’s an idea.....
What if there were a ‘free-will switch’ located at the point where a baby’s skull fuses together? That place on a skull is called the fontanelle.
By the way, if I behave differently from you, that doesn’t mean you should treat me as an unwelcome alien!

Everyone has a free choice available to them at the level of their moral threshold.
(R' Eliahu Dessler, Collected Essays, Free Choice, Part II: 'The Level of Choice')

כל אדם יש לו בחירה היינו בנקודת פגישת האמת שלו אם האמת המדומה
(מכתב מאליהו, חלק א׳: נקודת הבחירה פרק ב׳)

 

neuro alien

I believe in a possibility:
‘Planet Hospitality’
It could be.
And I don't think this hostility
Is a possibility
For me 

I know, I know… 
Somewhere in my mind there’s a switch
I just have to reach for it.
Toggle… toggle…
On and off
There’s a possibility -      
Why not?

I just have to find its position
I just have to find its position
(Yeah, you have to find its position)

I believe we don’t all have to feel,
We don’t all have to think
Alike.
Would you agree -
This is my planet too
This planet is mine too
Would you?

Let me think…

To… to… to turn the tables…

I know, I know…
Somewhere in your mind there’s a switch
You just have to reach for it.
Toggle… toggle…
On and off
There’s a possibility -
Why not?

You just have to find its position
You just have to find its position

Impossible – I’m possible
Impossible – I’m possible
‘I’m possible’

only you


only you


Only You

How can I best tell you about my love for you when words cannot!

...Within the body's physical form, the character in this song - The Soul - contemplates its connection with the reason for its being: The Formless...

 

Praise HaShem, O my soul! I will praise HaShem while I live, I will make music to my G-d while I exist.
(Psalms, 146:1-2)

 

הללי נפשי את ה׳: אהללה ה׳ בחיי אזמרה לאלקי בעודי
(תהלים, קמו:א-ב)
 

only you

Let me find the right expression
In my song for You.

Only You
Only You
I sing all my being to.

Let me sing the right expression
In my song for You.

forgiveness


forgiveness


Forgiveness

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Could I ever go forward to the past - to the place where I was once loved?

And the Lord G-d called to man, and He said to him: Where are you?
(Genesis, 3:9)

ויקרא ה׳ אלקים אל האדם ויאמר לו איכה
(בראשית, ג:ט)
 

forgiveness

Ah…
I understood
Sorry...
Sorry...

Sorry. Sorry.
Could you forgive me?
Could I look at you again?
Could I learn to know your name?

And then, I would commune with you…
Could there be a bond
Stronger than
My closeness to you!
I would never let it go, no!
If I’d do it just once more.
Once more...

faith


faith


Faith

I am alone.....
But I am strong!

אם אין אני לי מי לי
(פרקי אבות, א:יד)

 

If I am not for myself, who is for me?
(Ethics of the Fathers, 1:14)

 

I will sing to HaShem!
(Psalms, 13:6)

אשירה לה׳
(תהילים יג:ו)

faith

Faith… Faith…
Faith in myself
No one else...
No one else...
Nobody else...
No!

I have to have: Faith
I have to have: Faith
Faith in myself –
No one else...

I have to have my own faith in myself
I have to have my own faith in myself
Nobody else...
No one else...

I will sing!
‘Ashira l’AdoShem!’
I will sing!
I will sing!

I have to have my own faith in myself
I have to have my own faith in myself
Nobody else...
No one else...

i hmm you


i hmm you


I Hmm You

What happens when you are convinced that you’re fated and predestined to meet that one special person? To the extent that you actually love someone you haven’t even met!

Every day a voice from Heaven says: the daughter of so & so to so & so.
(Talmud, Moed Katan 18b)

בכל יום ויום בת קול יוצאת ואומרת בת פלוני לפלוני
(מואד קטן, יח ע''ב)
 

i hmm you

I don’t know
In fact I’m sure
We haven’t met
Not in this time anyway…
Not in this world

But this – I know –
I’m writing for us – this song
Planning to greet you with it
When you arrive
Into my life

I hmm you
Ay yay yay
I hmm you…

A little shy
Sweet hesitations
Arrive
Wavering in between
Yes and no

Stop confusing me, my thoughts!
Stop whispering!
You sing to me in the wrong key.
I sense it though
That my soul knows it all.

I hmm you
Ay yay yay
I hmm you…  

Where are you?
(Maybe not in this lifetime)
Where are you?
(Maybe not in this world)

three gorgeous years


three gorgeous years


THREE GORGEOUS YEARS

Terrorised by the fear frequency.....

Though an army would besiege me, my heart would not fear; though war would arise against me, in this I trust (You, HaShem).
(Psalms, 27:3)

אם תחנה עלי מחנה לא יירא לבי אם תקום עלי מלחמה בזאת אני בוטח
(תהילים כז:ג)

three gorgeous years

How was I to know
I’d be tossed into this storm?
Three gorgeous years
Tired image, furrowed face
How was I to know
Was I meant to stay or go
Three gorgeous years
Was their fate to burn or glow?

How was I to know
How was I to know
Three gorgeous years
Of… war

Ready for the gifts
I stand here open-armed
Life is sweet to me
Peaceful still and unalarmed
Light was here to be
All the choices that I made
Three gorgeous years
Will the falling ever fade?

Where does my strength come from
Where does this strength come from
Three gorgeous years of war?
Where does my strength come from
Where does this strength come from
Three gorgeous years
I won  

Years and years and years…

black dog


black dog


Black Dog

A song of love becomes a howl of outrage.

If a man errs spiritually in this world, the blemish wraps around and precedes him on the Day of Judgement... Rabbi Eliezer says: it is bound to him like a dog.
(Talmud, Sota 3b)

וכל העובר עבירה אחת בעוה"ז מלפפתו והולכת לפניו ליום הדין… רבי אליעזר אומר קשורה בו ככלב
(סוטה, ג ע''ב)

black dog

All around us our arms intertwined
Just like plants’ tendrils reaching for the sky
Our rosy kisses in glad togetherness
Time compressing less and less…

All the sins of our past now dissolve
To the outside of time they revolve…
We are the now and after and before
Time expanding more and more…

But could it be???

Black Dog
Eating away at your soul, oh come on baby
Black Dog
You cannot be with me cause you’re with that lady

my self


my self


My Self

Who do I love when this man is really two people in one?
Why oh why did I have to fall in love with Jekyll & Hyde?

Love your fellow as yourself.
(Leviticus: 19:18)

but - when it comes to unsuitable relationships -

A person is not expected to live in a basket together with a snake.
(Talmud, Ketubot 77a)

 

 

ואהבת לרעך כמוך 
(ויקרא יט:יח)

אבל

אין אדם דר עם נחש בכפיפה אחת
(כתובות, עז ע''א)

my self

Long before the bells stop ringing
Long before I cease my singing
For you…

Before you rob me of my light
And cast me into endless night

Before I lose myself in you
And feel the coldness creeping through

Long before my heart lays frozen
In the grave that you have chosen for me…

I’ll choose myself
I’ll choose myself

I see your spirit’s cleft in two
I cannot love the pair of you…

Long before the bells stop ringing
Long before I cease my singing for you…

I’ll love myself…
I’ll love myself…

a dance


a dance


A Dance

Dance with the Angel of Death to the point of Mephistophelian rapture, but pull away in time and don’t leave it too late!

First he (the Evil Inclination) appears as a passer-by, then as a guest and then as a host (the Man).
(Talmud, Sukkah 52b)

 

The Satan manipulates us by persuasion to cross the line on a trivial matter and - by tiny steps - gets us to commit more and more serious violations, leading to idol worship.
(Talmud, Shabbat 105b)


Resh Lakish said: He is the Accuser, he is the Evil Inclination, he is the Angel of Death (i.e. they are all one).
(Talmud, Bava Batra 16a)

The one who knows us most intimately is the Yetzer Harah (the Evil Inclination), who was responsible for causing our spiritual failings. As he possesses deep knowledge of our character, he is therefore best placed to be the Accuser and then mete out the appropriate punishment as the Angel of Death.

All who go there do not return.
(Proverbs, 2:19)

בתחילה קראו הולך ולבסוף קראו אורח ולבסוף קראו איש
(סוכה, נב ע''ב)
 

 

שכך אומנתו של יצה"ר היום אומר לו עשה כך ולמחר אומר לו עשה כך עד שאומר לו עבוד ע"ז והולך ועובד
(מסכת שבת, קה ע׳׳ב)

 

 

אמר ריש לקיש: הוא שטן הוא יצר הרע הוא מלאך המות
(בבא בתרא, טז ע''א)
 


 

 


 


כל באיה לא ישובון
(משלי, ב:יט)
 

a dance

Sometimes…
But where does it come from?…
I’m overcome by it…

Is it
A guest and a visit
Or am I a guest in its home?

When you arrive
I welcome you
But please
Leave now

When you arrive
We dance in resonance
But please
Leave now

When you arrive
We dance a dance of resonance
But please
Leave now

When you arrive… … …