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Lyrical Philosophy

William in Hypermentilating

We are all of us

Echoes: From Pasts Unknown

I had no idea how finely you dined

William in Hypermentilating

We are all of us

Echoes: Bees At Play

A bee takes a moment to see what happens next

William in Hypermentilating

An artistic rendering of a small figure standing in the middle of a street with very tall buildings on either side. The perspective is of a long street fading to a point in the horizon. The street is washed with red approaching the figure.

The Blood Does Not Run Hidden

How we learn to hate

William in Hypermentilating

An artistic, whimsical, rendering of a path through the woods.

Change The World

Quick

I find myself here today

William in Hypermentilating

A colourful artistic rendering of some steps leading out of a building onto a cobblestone path. The exit is a round opening in the wall that is framed by curtains drawn and tied.

OCAFIP — SONGS I REMEMBER

The Curtain Sets On Laughter Rising

Descartes, bless his…

William in Hypermentilating

A colourful artistic rendering of an angel/knight standing behind a fierce little girl who is holding a sword and looks determined.

TRIBE: KNIGHT OF THE ANGEL — SONG 3

Once Forever

(the feeling)

William in Hypermentilating

An artistic rendering of a man and his child standing before an abstract and old oval doorway. The scene is very peaceful and contemplative.

OCAFIP — SONGS I REMEMBER

The Doorman Abstracts

Imagined at the doors of perception

William in Hypermentilating

An artistic rendering of two people shaking or holding hands. They could be facing either way, or different ways. There is a huge moon in the background enveloping them.

OCAFIP — SONGS I REMEMBER

If You Only Know One Word

Language is the sound of…

William in Hypermentilating

An artistic rendering of a happy old man peacefully holding a violin.

OCAFIP — SONGS I REMEMBER

Because Of Harold McKinley

You don’t know who you touched

William in Hypermentilating

An artistic rendering of figures walking down a road in a crumbling city. They are walking towards and past two huge, decaying, statues of severe looking men.

Once There Was Trade

We find what we need along the way