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Proof of Concept

by GREGORY

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Morts One look at the cover and you may expect something akin to The Alan Parsons Project to be contained within, but while this may have elements of progressive rock and be presented as a concept album it sounds so much more like '80s or '90s goth rock. And that's a really good thing! 15 or 20 years ago this could have fit right in on the Cleopatra record label (anyone else remember them?) and I'd have been a fan of the album then as I am now! Favorite track: Recording Angels.
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1.
Ostinati 01:31
בְּרֵאשִׁית Tens of years have passed in languid silence as I brooded on the sense of loss at no longer creating. Then troubled by the stirring works of a young genius, I was shown the tools to rend these continuous mental motifs into physical form and so began this recording effort. Each of these nine works was spontaneous with no scripting or revision. The vocals, unrehearsed and impulsive, were set down in one take without practice or refinement as I fervently needed to progress through the next layer of melodies which haunted my mind in covetous succession. I had this idea, a simple concept that I might still have within me the gift of music. This is the culmination of that dream, the proof of my concept. Thank you, Malachi – ملاك
2.
מלאך I creep through the open window I need the silence To maintain my shattered point of view They do not seem to feel me In their wicked limbo So soft and violent Commensurate platitudes of clemency I see it all! Exposed and infiltrated I peer through a crack in the wall They never dreamt a mortal being Could feed among them The calculus of heaven Forbids the eyes of men to behold But I see it clearly I watch the GRIGORI I’m witness to forgotten schemes I feel their touch upon my skin The musings of created minds Such perfect sin Flowing free among them They do not seem to know me Cherubic infiltration, I am a mote in God’s eye I have descended through an age of time yet to come And witnessed things t’were never meant to be Shifting my point of view Through scathing angles With brazen temerity I’ve been recording angels Thy will be done Courting holy denizens Glowing garments fall away Exposed, consumed, and intermingled I cannot look away! A final conflagration of calculating Numbers I watch the Watchers as they sleep And dream beatific dreams A fault between the Powers has opened in me Something I should have never gleaned From gnostic fabrications Infatuated by the lure of Sensual fables With virginal clarity I’ve been recording angels Shifting my point of view Through scathing angles With brazen temerity I’ve been recording angels
3.
COMMUNION 06:03
Κοινωνία In the back of my mind a loathing silence A fabled union that we’ve been denied I remember a time when they walked among us We were cherished by their kind But now they’ve flown away We were left behind with these shattered relics Counting years away Shifting starlight reflecting in the shepherd’s eye Cloudless thunder drives the flocks away They must be angels come to dance with me To judge my nature A midnight sun descending from the sky Feeling terrified and joyous by this visitation They take me and the world falls away Silent tombs left behind to remind us of the day They left us here on our own and pointing to The Way Stones to time the heavens circling beyond our reach Predicting cataclysmic ends again and again We were left behind with these shattered relics Counting years away Digging up the past we find we never knew ourselves Too much history swept away and canonized Structures left behind we cannot even build today Could old gods in stone be science in disguise? “It appeared to Enoch that he was wafted into heaven upon clouds, and was set down before the throne of God.” Falling off the world I crept into darkness And thereafter dreamed of the ones left below "Enoch, thou scribe of justice, go unto the Watchers of the heavens…” In the evening the stars came down Wheels within wheels in a silent procession The whole world moved from her place And bowed before them We fell to our knees and began to pray. “And whereas the king saw a Watcher, a holy one coming down from heaven.” Fifteen hours ago I was toiling in the fields below me Fifteen days now and sleep still eludes me Fifteen years denied My loved ones growing old without me Fifteen centuries; God’s witness am I
4.
ἀποκρύπτειν Everything we did, we did it for love If that’s true, where does that leave us? Everything we know was dispensed from above If that’s true, what does that teach us? Everywhere we look, we see another side To many promises teasing our senses Read another book and you’ll feel it inside Too many fallacies. We’ll take our chances Everything we did to make this world our home Led to chaos, too many pay-offs Everything we’ve learned shows that we are not alone If that’s true, who is going to save us? Nothing in our lives has prepared us for this We are so close to failing Nothing quite so kind as a burning Judas kiss We are content in trailing far behind Every golden idol fallen Faith to be re-learned Every contradiction stolen Science in the urn Burn the things we dare not try to understand And they will be faithful Running out of time we dive and forage In the dark abyss We are searching for anything to light the way All we find is burning embers, ash, and decay Every time we cried to the heavens – to the past Weary silence – nothing to inspire us Everywhere we look we see infinity The only limits are the ones we place on ourselves Every time we tried to touch the other side Nothing there. Only condemnation Every time we strive toward immortality We are unworthy. We are unclean In the furthest corners of creation they hover We are but an imitation When there is nothing but God for us to discover Knowledge accumulation is at its end Ignorance is not bliss Every golden idol fallen Faith to be re-learned Every contradiction stolen Science in the urn Burn the things we dare not try to understand And they will be faithful
5.
Πανοπλια In a dimming light – a moment of calm release You formed before my eyes to usher in the end A single question – one thing to explain And then departed and nothing was the same We were two, but as one, united Bathed in truth and summarily invited To share in each other as all the world subsided Each the other’s better half forever undivided But even this will wear away I will do WHATEVER I CAN with you AS BEST AS I CAN for you I’ll hold on AS LONG AS I CAN to you We lived the promise to keep the world inside us Grand fables loosed and nothing was denied us The passing moments gone; all memories behind us Reproach a separate end as even death would bind us First alone as the cold world fell away from me A soul bemoaned in my solitary misery A broken promise; you fled this world before me In full devotion; I pray thee wait for me But even this will wear away TAKE MY HAND and fear not the end LET GO IF YOU CAN, I’m here with you I HAVE YOU,,, Let go - - - - - - - Presentiment response to noetic nuances A temporal awakening calling me to remember With advanced wave solutions, nothing is beyond us We are stalking the future of non-locality And I just need more time We are harvesting a savior in denial All motion slowing – life ebbing quietly away You promised not to, but you left without me anyway You turned unto me and departed another way The ending we planned unfolding. I’m on my way And now, as one alone, this body soon discarded Alas, I’ve reached the end. I barely even started I reach beyond this place. Will you be there? I’m coming home to you But even this will wear away I will do WHATEVER I CAN with you AS BEST AS I CAN for you I’ll hold on AS LONG AS I CAN to you You were the only one that brought me to my knees I just need more time… I just need more time…
6.
REST STATE 05:38
ლიტურგია Teetering on the edge Then and there, I understood the end was a black lie Anticipating every breath to be among the last A template for everything proscribed I cannot remember time before my birth Not even blackness, no silence, no worth I feel the coming ages Streaking towards infinity An absolute lack of sensation The rest state of nihility Can anything exist without perception When nothing has its own reflection? A flash - an after-image - a soothing requiem Leagues of caring angels chanting seraphic hymns Or simply hovering above a dark abyss I fear nothing waiting quite as real as this I am on my own. The facts agree Absolute absence is all I see I’m trying to comprehend an end Devoid of all perception Although I was not, I cannot remember when I realized my own inception Light at the end of a tunnel? Brimstone and fire and hungry naked beings? I wonder… Even time will fade away Space expands in an accelerated dance All matter gives way Creation evaporates in photon decay I try to imagine A universe without me to feel I try to remember Myself before creation: Unreal Without me, the world will keep spinning on Three generations of portraits and I’m gone Nothing but nothing in Deep Time
7.
נָפַל Life has a way of changing perspective over time Nothing is quite ever the same Constantly rearranging memories ordered and I Am constantly reminded I am sane Waiving the counsel of the only friends I have ever had Everyone is willing to blame Feeling the wave around me Hold my breath as if it were my last I slowly embrace the pain And drift away in dismay The distance between lightning and thunder Is measured in relative ways Nothing is ever quite what it seems Wantonly interchanging theories of disorder and I Am haunted by the complexities Probability waves surround me Cold as death I re-live the past Reborn to strive again And drift away Could this be the day we were striving toward A bitter resolution indeed Not our failure to thrive Could this be the end we were hoping for Face to face with our deeds The seedy ones denied I fancied stories of life never ending And grown-ups privately pretending to believe Our future was always to question not to Manufacture Heaven inside our dreams We are cowering to vague understanding To the current ideology We are perched on a precarious landing Overlooking a turbulent sea And the tide is rising Invigorated, we embrace the taming Of expectations denied Sleeping prophets say the times are changing With cataclysmic lullabies Lay the whole world down to sleep We are installing the engines of avarice Sanctified by our greed, We proclaim to know all the answers to everything Claiming what we need in disdain We find we are searching for anything Deprived of everything save need, We agree to harvest the wealth of existence In the name of what we believe Amen
8.
6EQUJ5 06:30
رسول‎ Ad Portas Something alive in the distant sky Reaching down to me From the deepest expanse a signal cries On the Hydrogen Line Exuberantly we derive the inscrutable Equivocally we acquiesce to the logical Excitedly we catalog the impossible Gradually we integrate the tangible Alas we are forced to reconcile With fables cut in stone Science relearns forgotten edicts We are not alone We are in the presence of something far beyond us Revise an ancient lesson – feel the change We’ve forgotten more than we believe In twelve thousand years Edit history – Do not retrieve Ecclesiastic fears Every culture believes in visitation So does archeology Megaliths inscribed with synthetic creation Foundations of the Promised Land If envoys from Heaven converse in mathematics Then science and religion are plays of old semantics The scariest finding is not the signal’s Incomprehensibility But the ominous local cosmic silence The muting of the stars The trappings of science stoke the primitive imagination But the scrutiny of Giants could herald our devastation Apocryphal texts full of hoary gods Falling from the sky Do not conform to the encouraged belief system And neither will I Not under silent skies Our transgression will be to disbelieve undeniable signs By sympathetic decree we initiate the final paradigm
9.
FRAGILITY 04:59
אחרית הימים Fatefully we deny the ways Our world could change this very day A single rock from Heaven falls To devastate the order of all things evolved Extinction is just a stone’s throw away Reshape the word in a million different ways All this has happened before And all of this will happen again It’s not a matter of “IF”, it’s a matter of “WHEN” In an instant cold potential can melt away Gone in a pleading heartbeat, our future staved Chances are it will not stay this way We should cherish the moment and live well this day Death-light shines from the deepest realm Patient as linear time with death at the helm A microwave burster from alien skies In a flash all life is sterilized Or a simple super nova just light years away Could bake our precious atmosphere clean away The brevity of life has a sullen bouquet The fragrance of entropy grows stale with decay The feasts of the ages are forgotten in time Ravenous yearnings, they sour as old wine A cleansing flash - a coronal mass ejection Eight minutes away with no chance of early detection A surge to destroy all technology Irradiate us back into a stone-age ecology Or something as simple as the warming seas To suffocate the whole world’s biology Gracefully we turn away in denial of the end Forestalled by nothing save hope And a thin chance to be
10.
ὄνειρος “I have been dreaming all of my life and this was certainly something markedly different. It was more than real. It was everything…” A callous soliloquy - Lust to irritation Banish forgiveness - Sans provocation A lifetime to quantify - Personality Noetic formulae - Cannot describe me I share in your exquisite - And peculiar velocity A final kind of tunneling - Apposite incivility Rehearse for an afterlife - Abstinence in vain One truth through the ages - We are all the same Let go and feel your way in this pale synchrony Concomitant theologies lend possibility And still I don’t believe Silently I move away - And leave this all behind Agnostic fantasies - Are perpetual and kind Ludicrous as astrology - The weak embrace the make-believe And fail to grasp the salient facts - As simple as they be Golems and gremlins - Banshees and wraiths This artificial netherworld - Will just have to wait The mind’s eye looks away - To view the coming end What a fascinating reverence - For the things we pretend I feel the coming ages with apprehensive glee And realize my destiny lies not so far from thee And still I cannot see “They inhabit levels we dare not imagine; places cold to the Soul of Man.” [Olly olly oxen free…] Star light star bright The Fallen Stars I saw tonight Blazing forth across the sky A third of Heaven cast aside I wish I may I wish I might Understand this wondrous sight The remnants of Heaven’s fight Grant this wish I wish tonight Open my eyes that I may see all things Spurious realms falter - In tandem to these I seek a finer way - To spite my disbelief Grant me eternal silence where every answer lies The gen of creation in heavenly disguise I sense the essence of a vastness yet to come Everything revealed, all mystery undone Thy kingdom come “I will make one more cut, but I will cut so deep.”

about

First of all, special thanks to Giorgio Tsoukalos (Ancient Aliens) for his brilliance and inspiration.

This entire album (PoC) was the spontaneous result of idle hands. Usually, I jammed out a guitar riff and then laid some keys atop while keeping an open Word Doc on another laptop. Lyrics streamed through my head as I was recording the music and by the time I tracked the tune, the words were complete and I immediately improvised each vocal line, unrehearsed, unpracticed, and usually in one take. It was hard to keep up with the new ideas forming even as I was completing the current work. As you can tell, I am intensely intrigued by ancient mysteries, religions, histories, sociology, and science. I pray you each find something comforting and disturbing in this work and hope I lead you to warm contemplation.
Oh, the transmissions on 6EQUJ5 are actual declassified and unedited recordings from NASA and US military transmissions. The mid-section voices are from “Ancient Aliens”, the most awesome show on TV. To quote my favorite Vulcan, “Fascinating!”

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released December 21, 2011

Special thanks to Malachi Francis for his genius inspiration and unrelenting technical assistance. The soft female vocals on PANOPLY were performed impromptu and unsuspectingly by the wonderful Sona Gevorgyan whom I secretly recorded as she gave first listen. A super special thanks to Mycki (www.MyckiManning.com) for her awesome photo work in the tunnel (the one with the guitar!). And of course, grand accolades again to the incomparable Huston Barger (Richmond KY), soundman extraordinaire, for mastering the album and for his everlasting friendship.

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GREGORY Las Vegas, Nevada

1987: The PHARAOH Project – Birth Rights
1988: BEHOLDER
2008: PRESCIENT – Emergence
2011: Proof of Concept
2011: Light Horizon w/ Adam McLean
2012: Birth Rights (pt 2) w/ Adam
2012: VIVID DOMINION
2012: The Imperative w/ Adam
2013: The End of Religion w/ Adam
2013: Apostasy
2014: Dead River Scriptures
2014: in a matter of days w/ Jordan Miller
2014: The Forge of Gods w/ Adam
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