Perhaps you wonder, how can atheists like myself live?
There is no guide, textbook or miracle. Yes, maybe life is harder.
I have a secret chapel where I go whenever I have a question or doubt or get lost.
It is quiet and sacred where I contemplate.
Then I will find an answer. Then also I will be given another question.
So I never get bored.
Track Name: Rose In Delphi
Rose In Delphi
I was only 8 years old that day in Delphi. My mother, Pythia, was dancing and singing holding a rose in mesmerising beauty.
She gave me the rose with bleeding hands and an oracle, “This is your truth. Go and find it.” I went on a long journey far away from home.
A long time has passed.
Now I am at my mother’s death bed. I have got wrinkles and she has lost all the beauty she had.
“Your tears filled the sea, your pain tore your heart. Only through the depth of despair you finally found your truth, my dear.
Now you are the successor of Pythia. Listen to the voice of the sacred.” She said with her last breath.
Track Name: Dialectic Among Candidates
Dialectic Among Candidates
A lot of questions and a burst of wonders.
I was choking.
I peeped into the room to hear what the candidates in the Salon of Kalon Kagathon were discussing,
with a faint hope to find some answers and to give order to the world.
The room was grand and bright but it started to shrink and spin. Thousands of colours were mixed in and created a pattern of marble.
The room has melted down. Time and space are left where only the marbles of aporia stand.
Track Name: The Jocelyn Paradox
The Jocelyn Paradox
You spoke with confidence as if you could save us.
You convinced us that greater success is promised by the free market.
You promised that we would all be wealthy and healthy.
Paradox pops out from the junk box?
You criticised outrages against human rights but you know when you should be quiet.
Wisdom comes from east and money too.
Paradox leaks out from woks?
Track Name: Xanthippe's Peony
The history book I found in the ladies in British Library says that Xanthippe ate her partner’s brain like a mantis does.
She got wisdom we will never know.
She had a mysterious flower in her back garden. The strong east wind had brought a seed.
It has layers of frilled pedals with a brushed red line at the rim like a first day of menstruation.
She realised that all flowers are sexual organs. We like and admire them and put some in our little rooms.
It is a magic only plants have. A quiet plant must be the most sexual creature on the earth, she thought.
Showing blossom of genitalia, “What are our sisters thinking about?” She wonders.
They only whisper the secret when we come closer to smell their scent.
It is revealed that the flower is called Peony.
Track Name: Saikai Daemon
On a small island in the East, people say heaven is in the West and so send the dead souls into the West Sea.
On the bridge between this world and the other world, I heard the Daemon.
Then I followed it to come to the West alive.
I ended up in England and realised the Daemon could make a mistake.
Track Name: The Moon Reflected
The Moon Reflected
The sky is full of stars tonight and the moon is reflected on the water.
In autumn the sky is clear at midnight.
Tomorrow I say farewell to this world and depart for the land of light.
I am in tears thinking of the land I have never seen.
I gather the many words I left here.