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Track List – Vol.1 – PROMETHEUS

1 – Questions & Ulcers (00:47)
2 – Nymphony (00:59)
3 – New World Forming (3:41)
4 – She’s My Baby (4:13)
5 – Glad She’s Gone (2:57)
6 – U Cried A River (5:46)
7 – It’s Been A Long Time (4:52)
8 – Limp Dick Blues (4:35)
9 – Mid Life Crisis Blues (3:50)
10 – Country Changes (4:13)
11 – Assisted Living (4:49)
12 – Passing The Torture (00:58)
13 – Hiawatha (3:20)
14 – She’ll Tell Me (3:29)
15 – I Don’t Know How To Love (Prometheus) (5:14)
16 – If Joni Calls (1:20)
17 – Suicide Song (5:25)

Track List – Vol.2 – PEGASUS

1 – Food For Trout (00:20)
2 – Zebra (3:33)
3 – Rhinoceros (5:15)
4 – Everybody Is The Bomb (3:49)
5 – I Don’t Know How To Love (Pegasus) (5:07)
6 – You Won’t See Me (3:58)
7 – The Marmoset (2:29)
8 – Tacoma (3:50)
9 – Go For The Gold (3:55)
10 – Hiawatha (Pegasus) (3:20)
11 – She’ll Tell Me (Pegasus) (3:28)
12 – Limp Dick Blues (Pegasus) (4:35)
13 – U Cried A River (Pegasus) (5:41)
14 – If U Lived Here (Pegasus) (6:12)
15 – You Won’t See Me – Encore (3:48)
16 – It’s Been A Long Time (Pegasus) (4:35)
17 – Horses For Corsica (4:03)
18 – Le Capre Della Sardegna (00:32)

Track List – Vol.3 – PANDORA

1 – Passing The Torture (Pandora) (0:33)
2 – The Birds Are Singing (Pandora) (2:28)
3 – Hail Mary (4:22)
4 – I Don’t Know How To Love (Pandora) (5:27)
5 – It’s Been A Long Time (4:56)
6 – If U Lived Here (6:24)
7 – Take Good Care Of My Heart (3:48)
8 – Windows (2:48)
9 – Mona Lisa’s Laughing (4:11)
10 – Before You Knew What Love Was (4:53)
11 – Gold Strings (1:30)
12 – Sacred (3:43)
13 – Amoeba Strain (00:52)
14 – Willow (3:10)
15 – Nymphony – Reprise (1:00)
16 – Amoeba (4:09)
17 – Questions & Ulcers – Encore (0:47)
18 – Pandora’s Box (0:38)

All songs are mastered.

All songs written, arranged, produced and performed by Sananda Maitreya*

*Except Where Specifically Indicated.

Single Tracks

Lyrics: VOLUME 1 / PROMETHEUS

PROMETHEUS & PANDORA

VOLUME 1 / PROMETHEUS

Total running time 01:00:32

1. Questions & Ulcers (0:47)

(Instrumental)

2. Nymphony (0:59)

If I Get Enough

NYMPHS IN SYMPHONY

My Sympathy

My Empathy

Will Come Through

If I Get Enough

PEARLS IN PARADISE

A Pair Of Eyes

Might Paralyze

My View

Because THE SPHINX

He WINX

At You

At least I THINX

He WINX

At You

When I DRINX

She BLINX

Too !

3. New World Forming (3:41)

There’s A Freedom That’s Arriving

You Can Feel It In Your Soul

Liberation Will Salute You

Release What No Longer Suits You

I Can See A New World Forming

I Can See A New

I Can See A New World Forming

If I Say You’ll Live Forever

It’s Because I’ve Seen The Light

I Can See Your Transformation

Is A Cause For Celebration

I Can See A New World Forming

I Can See A New

I Can See A New World Forming

You Were Never Quite Alone

You Were Always Right At Home

In The Beginning You Were

In The End You Shall Be

Shah La La Lu Jah

Shah Shah

I Can See A New World Forming

I Can See A New

I Can See A New World Forming

See The Sunlight Judges No One

Shines It’s Light On All The Same

Every New Star Will Befriend You

A New Grace Will Extend You

I Can See A New World Forming

I Can See A New

I Can See A New World Forming

I Can See A New

I Can See A New World Forming

Wonderful Marvelous Is Love!

4. She’s My Baby (4:13)

(C’Mon)

She Runs Away With Her Feet Stuck In Sand

Disappears When You Reach For Her Hand

Says Goodbye When Hello Is In Demand

She Mystifies & She Lies To Rebel

Screws It Up When It All Goes Too Well

& Makes The Rules As She Goes Because She Can

(&Her Drummer’s Like, Not In ANYBODY’S Band, Ya Dig)?

Sometimes,

She Makes My Brain Feel Like This:L!!!???;-(

BUT, SHE’S MY BABY!

She Moves Like The Sea, In & Out

My Heart The Sand That Covers Her Beach

She Wets The Feet Of My Expectations

Then Rolls Away Beyond My Reach

She Gives Me Time Right Between Slim & None

Gives You Lip When You Wanted Her Tongue

She Howls At The Moon But She Spits At The Sun

Sometimes,

She Makes My Brain Feel Like This,

(It Must Be My Karma:!??!??!??!:-()

BUT, SHE’S MY BABY!

BUT SHE’S MY…………

SHE’S MY BABY!

5. Glad She’s Gone (2:57)

Let’s Get Gone, REAL Gone!

Flat Broke In The City

The Streets Are Alive

She Left Without My Pity

The Freeze Frame Arrived

Sandcastle’s A’ Tumbling

& Swallowed By The Air

But Now That I’m Slumming

She’s Out Of My Hair

I Thought I Loved Her

Until I Lost Her

But Now I’m

Glad She’s Gone

Flash Back To The Meadow

A Teardrop E x p a n d s

It Shook Loose From The Shadows

& Dried In The Sands

Cash Back On The Dollar

Since I Broke Her Spell

I Lost My Dog Collar

& The Catalyst As Well

I Thought I Loved Her

Until I Lost Her

But Now I’m

Glad She’s Gone

How Can You Stand To Be Alone?

She Used To Say

“When All I Have Ever Wanted Was

To Live Unafraid

I Can Forgive

God Bless Who You’re With”

Da Doo Doo

Da Da Doo Doo

Da Do Da Doo Doop

Confusion!

The Sidewalks Of The City

I’ve Got Time To Kill

It Ain’t Always Pretty

But

I’ve Got To Show My Skills

Fatback On The Fibolo*

My Luck Rings A Bell

A Figurine Says “Hello

I’ve Got Love For Sale”

I Thought I Loved Her

Until I Lost Her

But Now I’m

Glad She’s Gone

Away

She’s Gone

See Ya Girl!

*Fibolo. A word that constitutes a generalized reference towards the relative gist of the postmillennial abstract view that: ‘It Ain’t What You Think It Is, But It IS What It Looks Like’.

6. U Cried A River (5:46)

Boo Hoo (6)

Wah !

Caught BETWEEN

No CHOICE & No DOUBT

I STOLE The FIRE

& Then BLEW It OUT

& I DON’T REALLY MIND IT

If You’re HAPPY

& I DON’T REALLY CARE

UNLESS You’re SAD

‘Cause I DON’T WANT To SEE You LONELY

& I CAN’T STAND Your CRYING

I CHOPPED The MOON IN HALF For YOU

‘Cause U CRIED A RIVER For ME

I SET The SUN ON FIRE For YOU

‘Cause U CRIED A RIVER For ME

Boo Hoo (6)

Wah !

I FELL From HEAVEN

With A SMILE

They Kicked Me OUT

& DELETED My FILE

& I DON’T REALLY MIND IT

You’re My HORIZON

& I DON’T REALLY CARE

IT’S You I KEEP My EYES ON

‘Cause I CAN’T STAND TO SEE You LONELY

& I CAN’T STAND Your CRYING

I CHOPPED The MOON IN HALF For YOU

‘Cause U CRIED A RIVER For ME

I ROCKED GIBRALTAR Just For YOU

‘Cause U CRIED A RIVER For ME

Boo Hoo (6)

Wah !

I Settled

All The MOUNTAIN CHAINS

& LET The LAWYERS

SETTLE All The CLAIMS

SO I TOOK The FOREST

FROM The TREES

BUT The BRANCHES

FALL In LOVE

With THEIR LEAVES

& I SPILLED The WATERFALLS

For The BIRDS & The BEES

I CHOPPED The MOON UP Just For YOU

‘Cause U CRIED A RIVER For ME

I FELL The EIFFEL TOWER For YOU

‘Cause U CRIED A RIVER For ME

I SACKED The QUARTERBACK For YOU

‘Cause U CRIED A RIVER For ME

I JACKED The KEROUAC Just For YOU

‘Cause U CRIED A RIVER FOR ME

Boo Hoo (6)

Wah !

7. It’s Been A Long Time (4:52)

Pandora: It’s Been A Long Time For Me

Prometheus:

The Iron Pharaoh In His Lighthouse Dances

While Tchaikovsky Disappears

The Sugar Plum Pharaohs Dance

Like The Iron Pharaoh In His Lighthouse

The Sugar Plum Pharaohs Dance

Pandora: It’s Been A Long Time For Me

Prometheus:

IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME FOR ME

SO GO SLOW & TAKE IT EASY

IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME FOR ME

SO GO SLOW & TAKE IT EASY

I ‘HASHTAGGED’ HALF PAST 10

I RECOMMEND

WE BEGIN

RUNNING AROUND LIKE A SQUIRREL

IN A TreeHouse WORLD

CHASING PEARLS

LIKE MARIE ANTIONETTE

I JUDGE MY CAKE

BY THE PIECE I GET

I DON’T WANT TO LOSE MY HEAD

I WANNA LOSE MY MIND INSTEAD

Pandora:

IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME FOR ME

SO GO SLOW & TAKE IT EASY

IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME FOR ME

SO GO SLOW & TAKE IT EASY

I’M FEELING LIKE A CAT IN THE RAIN

I’M PRETTY WET BUT I CAN’T COMPLAIN

I’M SITTING ON TOP OF A ‘MEOW’

MAKE ME PURR &

THINK OF ME NOW

JUST SCRATCH ME BEHIND MY EAR

IF YOU WANT ME TO COME

MORE NEAR

THE SUGAR PLUM PHARAOHS DANCE

WHILE TCHAIKOVSKY DISAPPEARS

Prometheus:

IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME FOR ME

SO GO SLOW & TAKE IT EASY

IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME FOR ME

SO GO SLOW & TAKE IT EASY

IF I MET YOU ON NOAH’S ARK

I’D BE THE ANGEL SINGING IN THE DARK

BABY YOU CAN ROCK MY BOAT

BEFORE I FLOAT DOWNSTREAM

DON’T GIVE ME TOO LONG A CHAIN

OR TOO SHORT A LEASH AGAIN

I’M FEELING LIKE A LOADED GUN

(OR CUPID’S ARROW)

YOU CAN ROLL ME LIKE A BARREL

Pandora:

IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME FOR ME

SO GO SLOW & TAKE IT EASY

IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME FOR ME

SO GO SLOW & TAKE IT EASY

ORANGUTANS IN TANGERINE

MAKE NO SENSE BUT THEY MAKE A SCENE !

CATCH A TIGER BY THE TOE

PINCH ITS NIPPLE & LET IT GO

CATCH A DRAGON BY THE TAIL/TALE

& IF YOU BAG IT

YOU’LL HAVE TO DRAG IT

THE SUGAR PLUM PHARAOHS DANCE

FROM CHASING ALL THE MAGIC

Prometheus & Pandora:

IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME FOR ME

SO GO SLOW & TAKE IT EASY

IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME FOR ME

SO GO SLOW & TAKE IT EASY

IT JUST TAKES A MINUTE OR 2

BEFORE

YOU CAN BE ME &

I CAN BE YOU

IF TOMORROW NEVER COMES

PULL MY FINGERS & LEAVE MY THUMBS

IF JONI CALLS

I DON’T CARE

UNLESS THELONIOUS MONK

IS THERE

YOU’RE A ‘PRINCESS’ IN (PARENTHESIS)

NOW BABY PULL MY HAIR IF YOU PLEASE !

Pandora & Prometheus:

IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME FOR ME

SO GO SLOW & TAKE IT EASY

IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME FOR ME

SO GO SLOW & TAKE IT EASY

YOU GIVE ME ALGORITHM & BLUES

BUT I’M NOT MAD AT YOU

I’M MADAGASCAR !

FROM ALGEBRA TO AL JARREAU

FROM AL GREEN TO THE ALAMO

(& AL CAPONE)

LIKE MARIE ANTOINETTE

I JUDGE MY CAKE

BY THE PIECE I GET

I DON’T WANT TO LOSE MY HEAD

I WANNA LOSE MY MIND INSTEAD !

Prometheus & Pandora:

I Don’t Want To Lose My Head

I Wanna Lose My Mind Instead

It’s Been A Long Time For Me

The Sugar Plum Pharaohs Dance

Like The Iron Pharaoh In His Lighthouse

The Sugar Plum Pharaohs Dance

(While Tchaikovsky Disappears) !

I May Not Be Van Halen

But If You Meet Me In The Van

We Can Be ‘InHalen’ Something.

Pandora:

(English Translation)

But What Are You Saying Again

& Going On About ?

Why Not Just Shut Up

& Kiss Me ?

8. Limp Dick Blues (4:35)

Some Slap & Tickle

‘Cause If You Don’t

Another Dick’ll !

I’m A Fellow Who Likes To DRINK & SMOKE

I’m Not Politically Correct & I Like To JOKE

She Called Me ‘OLIVER’ Because I DRUNK

Up ‘ALL OF HER’ Booze

& After THAT We Had Nothing To LOSE

But My HAMMER Just Left Me SCREWED

(get it up…

stand It Up…

keep It Up…

jack It Up…)

It Used To Once HANG DOWN To The TOP Of My SHOES

but now all i’ve got are these limp dick blues

It Used To BE My FRIEND BREAKING All Of The RULES

but now all i’ve got are these limp dick blues

these limp dick blues

Some Slap & Tickle

‘Cause If You Don’t

Another Dick’ll !

I Knew NAPOLEON When His HAIR Was NAPPY

We ONLY Called Him ‘LEON’ To Make His MAMA HAPPY

SHE TOLD Me That She Was AN ‘AZTEC QUEEN’

& I’m An ‘Ass Technician’ If You Know WHAT I MEAN

I’m Pinocchio, Not A FINOCCHIO !

It Used To Once HANG DOWN To The TOP Of My SHOES

but now all i’ve got are these limp dick blues

It Used To BE My FRIEND BREAKING All Of The RULES

but now all i’ve got are these limp dick blues

these limp dick blues

Some Slap & Tickle

‘Cause If You Don’t

Another Dick’ll !

It Used To Once HANG DOWN To The TOP Of MY SHOES

but now all i’ve got are these limp dick blues

MONA LISA, PLEASE Make Me A PIZZA

You BUST My BALLS & Now I Miss The BEAVER

I’m A ‘WALLY’ Now With A WILLY On A Blue PILL

But I Think I Need A BIGGER One STILL !

It Used To Once HANG DOWN To The TOP Of My SHOES

but now all i’ve got are these limp dick blues

I WORKED The STEREOTYPE UNTIL I GOT It RIGHT

but now all i’ve got are these limp dick blues

these limp dick blues

Some Slap & Tickle

‘Cause If You Don’t

Another Dick’ll !

Just Slap It Up

& Wrap It Up

Just Like A Pickle

& Fantasize

To Make It Rise

It’s Fickle

9. Mid Life Crisis Blues (3:50)

LISTEN To ME NOW

Don’t MAKE THIS OVERSIGHT

NOBODY Likes The MAN WHO STAYS Too LONG

Unless He’s Staying OVERNIGHT

& NOBODY Wants To STAND

Behind The FAT BOY In The BAND

So UNDERSTAND

These Mid Life CRISIS BLUES

PEGASUS

Drives A Big WHEEL

& His WINGSPAN Depends On The

Way That He FEELS

Look AWAY (5)

I See The LITTLE GREEN MEN

& THEIR LITTLE MEAN GRIN

I See The Gremlins In GREENWICH

That WATCH Over THEM

& They’re KICKING My ASS

They’re Really, Really KICKING My Ass

Kicking My ASS (3) !

LISTEN To ME NOW

Though I’M No ARISTOTLE

NOBODY Likes The MAN WHO

BREAKS The GLASS But

Never BRINGS The BOTTLE

& NOBODY Wants To STAND

Behind The ELEPHANTS

In The BAND

So UNDERSTAND

These Mid Life CRISIS BLUES

PROMETHEUS

Is Holding His HEAD

In His Hands

As He STANDS

Not Too FAR From The DEAD

Look AWAY (5)

I See The LITTLE GREEN MEN

& THEIR LITTLE MEAN GRIN

I See The Gremlins In GREENWICH

That WATCH OVER THEM

& They’re KICKING My ASS

They’re Really, Really KICKING My Ass

Kicking My ASS (3) !

The ‘SABOTAGE MAHAL’ Is NEAR

There’ll Be A ROOM For Me I’m SURE!

& They’re KICKING My ASS

They’re Really, Really KICKING My ASS

KICKING My ASS (3)

LISTEN To ME NOW

& Don’t THINK TWICE

NOBODY Likes The MAN WHO STAYS Too LONG

Unless He’s Staying OVERNIGHT

& EVERYBODY Wants To STAND

Behind ELLA FITZGERALD In The BAND

So UNDERSTAND

These Mid Life CRISIS BLUES

Mid Life CRISIS BLUES

Country Changes (4:13)

Assisted Living

Assisted

MAYBE I Can Tell You Of My LATITUDE

But My ‘LONGITUDE’ Is NOT Your Business Sir !

You Can ASK Me QUESTIONS Without Being RUDE

But I Leave The REST To HER

OOH

The COUNTRY CHANGES

The BACK DOOR To LIFE

It REARRANGES

But OOH

NOTHING CHANGES

That I LOVE YOU

& WE’LL Go THROUGH

Assisted Living

Assisted

The BOYS On The BRINK Respond Before They THINK

When The RAIN Is Coming Down AROUND Their HEELS

The ‘SABOTAGE MAHAL’ Is Always FULL Of ROOMS

When You’re Trying To KEEP IT REAL

OOH

The COUNTRY CHANGES

The BACK DOOR To LIFE

It REARRANGES

But OOH

NOTHING CHANGES

That I LOVE YOU

& WE’LL Go THROUGH

Assisted Living

Assisted

If You Fail To SEE The

Teardrops When They FALL

(Country Changes, Country Changes)

Then The RAINBOWS

Will Never FIND Their

Form From The STORM

OR The POT Of GOLD

It’s From

(Country Changes)

They Gave Me The KEYS To The CITY

But Then THEY CHANGED The LOCKS While I Was GONE

They Gave Me A TOWN Without PITY

& I’m A NATIVE SON

OOH

The COUNTRY CHANGES

The BACK DOOR To LIFE

It REARRANGES

But OOH

NOTHING CHANGES

That I LOVE YOU

& WE’LL Go THROUGH

OOH

The COUNTRY CHANGES

The BACK DOOR To LIFE

It REARRANGES

But OOH

NOTHING CHANGES

That I LOVE YOU

& WE’LL Go THROUGH

Assisted Living

Assisted

11. Assisted Living (4:49)

Assisted Living

Assisted

All THINGS CONSIDERED You Were RIGHT

WHEN YOU TOLD ME NOT To Go There That NIGHT

BUT I Had WHISKEY Yet To PISS

& Silver DOLLARS In My FIST

& Way Too Many BUCKETS On My LIST

In ALCATRAZ

I Paid MY DUES &

I Paid IN CASH

IT ALL GOES BY So FAST

ASSISTED Living

Assisted LIVING

All I WANT IS To SPEND MY LIFE WITH YOU

Assisted Living

Assisted

I Said

All THINGS CONSIDERED You Must Have KNOWN

THAT I WAS TROUBLE Going In That JOINT ALONE

BUT I HAD WOMEN On My ARM

& A Lucky RABBIT’S FOOT For CHARM

& A SMITH & WESSON Just To KEEP Me WARM

In ALCATRAZ

I Paid MY DUES &

I Paid IN CASH

IT ALL GOES BY So FAST

ASSISTED Living

Assisted LIVING

All I WANT IS To SPEND MY LIFE WITH YOU

ASSISTED Living

Assisted LIVING

All I WANT IS To SPEND MY LIFE WITH YOU

Assisted Living

Assisted

I Was On The RIGHT TRACK

But I Was On The WRONG TRAIN

Circulation Slowing In MY BRAIN

Pandora’s DIAMONDS

(Meanwhile The Country Changes)

Come My SLEEP To TAKE

(The Country Changes, The Country Changes)

The DREAMS I Cannot KEEP

When I’m AWAKE

& I Gotta BE The DIFFERENCE

In Your LIFE For Heaven’s SAKE

Assisted Living

Assisted

I Say

All THINGS CONSIDERED You Were WISE

WHEN You TOLD Me NOT To Let My TEMPER RISE

BUT WHAT You Don’t UNDERSTAND

IS THAT When Things Get OUT Of HAND

My ATTITUDE Gets BIGGER Than MY SIZE

In ALCATRAZ

I Paid MY DUES &

I Paid IN CASH

IT ALL GOES BY So FAST

ASSISTED Living

Assisted LIVING

All I WANT IS To SPEND MY LIFE WITH YOU

Assisted Living

Assisted

In ALCATRAZ

I Paid MY DUES &

I Paid IN CASH

IT ALL GOES BY So FAST

ASSISTED Living

Assisted LIVING

All I WANT IS To SPEND MY LIFE WITH YOU

ASSISTED Living

Assisted LIVING

All I WANT IS To SPEND MY LIFE WITH YOU

Assisted Living

Assisted

(Dedicated to St. Francis of Assisted Living ! )

12. Passing The Torture (0:58)

(Instrumental)

13. Hiawatha (3:20)

PANDORA

Where Are ALL THE SWANS?

Prometheus

Where Have YOUR SONS GONE?

In The LAND WHERE I Was CONCEIVED

There’s A PLACE BEYOND The Make BELIEVE

Where The CAUSE Of LOVE Is GREAT

& Will NOT Be DENIED ‘Cause WE Are LATE

Nor Will Be Because WE HESITATE

Hiawatha

HIAWATHA

Hiawatha

HIAWATHA

PICASSO, Can You DRAW ME A BATH ?

I Need To LAUGH & Meditate A WHILE

I Would Never PULL A GUN On SOMEONE

Of YOUR CALIBER, ‘Cause My STYLE

Is To SHOOT THEM With A SMILE !

Hiawatha

HIAWATHA

Hiawatha

HIAWATHA

Pandora

Where Are ALL THE SWANS?

PROMETHEUS

Where Have YOUR SONS GONE?

Sentiment Is What IT IS

& The TIES THAT BIND

Need WINE To REMINISCE

Let’s PRAY The VINES

WERE PLANTED With A KISS

Hiawatha

HIAWATHA

Hiawatha

HIAWATHA

Hiawatha

HIAWATHA

14. She’ll Tell Me (3:29)

IF I Talk To HER

I’m Sure SHE’LL TELL ME

IF I Talk To HER

I’m Sure SHE’LL TELL ME

Paradise Was Made For MORE THAN SLEEPING

OR Our FATE AWAKENS On A Pair Of DICE

But The Cause Of LOVE IS GREAT

& Will NOT BE DENIED

Because WE ARE LATE

IF I Talk To HER

I’m Sure SHE’LL TELL ME

IF I Talk TO HER

I’m Sure SHE’LL TELL ME

I See You’re BROKEN HEARTED With Your HEAD DOWN

Your EYES Are PLANTED DEEP Inside Your GLASS

& Your LIPS Are In The SHAPE Of Your

MISFORTUNE

Fading FAST

IF I Talk TO HER

I’m Sure SHE’LL TELL ME

IF I Talk TO HER

I’m Sure SHE’LL TELL ME

I’m Sure SHE’LL TELL ME….

15. I Don’t Know How To Love (Prometheus) (5:14)

Prometheus:

I Don’t Know How To Love Her

What To Do

How To Move Her

She’s A Woman

She’s Just A Woman

& I’ve Had So Many

Of Them Before

In Very Many Ways

She’s Just One More

Should I Bring Her Down ?

Should I Scream & Shout ?

Should I Speak Of Love

& Let My Feelings Out ?

I Never Thought I’d Come To THIS !

What’s It All ABOUT ?

Pandora:

I Don’t Know How To Love Him

What To Do

How To Move Him

He’s A Man

He’s Just A Man

& I’ve Had So Many

Men Before

In Very Many Ways

He’s Just ONE More

Should I Bring Him Down ?

Should I Scream & Shout ?

Should I Speak Of Love

& Let My Feelings Out ?

I Never THOUGHT I’d Come To This

What’s IT All About ?

Pandora & Prometheus:

But If He/She Said He/She Loved Me

I’d Be Lost

I’d Be Frightened

I’ve Been Changed

Yes Really Changed

In These Past Few Days

So Calm So Cool

When I’ve Seen Myself

No Lovers Fool

I Seem Like Someone Else

Running Every Show

I Love Him/Her So

Should I Bring Him/Her Down ?

Should I Scream & Shout ?

Should I Speak Of Love

& Let My Feelings Out ?

I NEVER Thought I’D COME To This !

WHAT’S IT All About ?

What’s It All About ?

I Don’t Know

You Tell Me !

16. If Joni Calls (1:20)

If JONI CALLS

SAY I’M In ZOOATHALON

TELL HER THAT I Went WITH

PRINCESS LEIA Chasing THE ZUGEBRIANS

If JONI CALLS

SAY I’M Sipping LIMONCELLO

TELL HER I HEAR Nymphs IN SYMPHONY

‘E MI PIACE Molto BELLO’

THE TIME LORDS HAVE Taken HER High Horse

If JONI CALLS

‘STO PARLANDO Con OTELLO’

If JONI CALLS

SAY I’M IN The HIMALAYAS

With ROBERT JOHNSON &

The DALAI LAMA

DANCING With THE DRAGON SLAYERS

If JONI CALLS

I’M Speaking TO THE WIND ‘MORIAH’

ABOUT WHEN To Be THE White MAN

PAPA WAS & When TO BE A Black MESSIAH

‘TODOS Vamos ALA PLAYA’

If JONI CALLS

SHE Can SING ALONG

WITH The CHOIR

17. Suicide Song (5:25)

So Listen Up

The Suicide Song

It Might Be Quick

But It’ll Be A Long, Long Time !

I Hear The Songs You Sing Everyday

They REPEAT Themselves & FADE Away

No One Who Understands What YOU’RE Going Through

No One Who Looks In Your EYE & SEES YOU

SO GOODBYE

I Wake UP FROM A DREAM DEAR

I’M High On MY SUPPLY

& I THINK I’M FIXIN’ TO DIE

BUT I Think BEFORE I FADE AWAY

GOD SAVE Another DAY !

& I’LL BE Off & ON MY WAY

You Were A CLOUD In The AIR I Was The WIND

BUT Then GRAVITY Steals What We BEGIN

I Was A SNAKE In The GRASS & You Were EVE

& You Had Rabbits & Robins Up Your SLEEVES

SO GOODBYE

I Blow A FINAL KISS DEAR

I’M High On MY SUPPLY

& I THINK I’M FIXIN’ TO DIE

BUT I Think BEFORE I FADE AWAY

GOD SAVE Another DAY !

& I’LL BE Off & ON MY WAY

We Were On SUICIDE HILL Under A TREE

I Watched Your APPLE FALL Away From ME

& You Were Hiding INSIDE Just Like A WORM

& I Promised You That I’d Do No HARM

SO GOODBYE

I’M Waking From A DREAM DEAR

I’M High On MY SUPPLY

& I THINK I’M FIXIN’ TO DIE

BUT I Think BEFORE I FADE AWAY

GOD SAVE Another DAY !

& I’LL BE Off & ON MY WAY

SO GOODBYE

I Wake UP From A SLEEP DEAR

I’M High On MY SUPPLY

& I THINK I’M FIXIN’ TO DIE

BUT I Think BEFORE I FADE AWAY

GOD SAVE Another DAY

& I’LL BE Off & ON MY WAY

So Listen Up

The Suicide Song

It Might Be Quick

But It’ll Be A Long, Long Time !

So Toughen Up

The Suicide Song

It Might Be Quick

But It’ll Be A Long, Long Time !

All songs written, arranged, produced, performed & conceived by Sananda Maitreya,

except for “I Don’t Know How To Love” written by Tim Rice, Andrew Lloyd Webber.

And for “You Won’t See Me” written by John Lennon, Paul McCartney.

For full credits please Click HERE.

Lyrics: VOLUME 2 / PEGASUS

PROMETHEUS & PANDORA

VOLUME 2 / PEGASUS

Total running time 01:08:32

1. Food For Trout (0:20)

(Instrumental)

2. Zebra (3:33)

PowerNoise SchizoPhonic

Here I Am A Zebra Son

PowerNoise SchizoPhonic Yeah

Rock Or Rap To Me It Matters None

As For Race I Love Each One

What You Are Is Beautiful

& A Miracle

I Am The Family Of Man

& That Is Where I Stand

‘Cause

I’m A Zebra

PowerNoise SchizoPhonic

Here I Am A Space Age Child

Universal Is My Vision Now

I Embrace The Rhythm Of The Stars

As They Play My Bloodlines

I Have Waited For The Time To Come

To Express My True Mind

There Are People Waking To The Beat

& They Can’t Retreat

Zebra

PowerNoise SchizoPhonic

Zebra & Proud!

Sing Sha La La La Y’all

Sha La La La

Shallelujah La La

Sha La La La

Shallelujah La La

Everyone Is Equal To The Sun

That Refuses No One

There Are Masters Everywhere

It Seems & They Ain’t Even

Tripping On What It Means

You Don’t Have To Let IN

The Light Just Let It OUT

Zebra

PowerNoise SchizoPhonic

3. Rhinoceros (5:15)

RHINOCEROS

I’ve Heard The FUSS

That They All Make ABOUT YOU

I Think I’ve Been THERE TOO !

So FORMALLY

& RESPECTFULLY

I Introduce MYSELF

I’d LIKE To Be Of HELP

But I Can’t LOOK BACK

‘Cause THEY’RE COMING AFTER ME

But I Can’t LOOK BACK

‘CAUSE THEY’RE COMING AFTER ME

RHINOCEROS

WHAT Are Your PLANS ?

I KNOW You’re In DEMAND

Because The JUNGLE CANNOT

STAND STILL

& At The ZOO

You CAN’T BE YOU

You CAN ONLY PAY Your DUES

With NOTHING LEFT To LOSE

But I Can’t LOOK BACK

‘Cause THEY’RE COMING AFTER ME

But I Can’t LOOK BACK

‘CAUSE THEY’RE COMING AFTER ME

Some Say

That THEY COULD LIVE Without YOU

Some Say

That ONLY NOAH COULD LIVE With YOU

But I Say: Bye-Bye-Bye-Goodbye-Goodbye !

RHINOCEROS

WHAT Have I DONE

To PUT Me On The RUN

When All Is SAID & DONE ?

FOR WHAT It’s WORTH

I LOVE The EARTH

Despite The HORNS I HEAR

The FOX Is Getting NEAR !

So I Can’t LOOK BACK

‘Cause THEY’RE COMING AFTER ME

So I Can’t LOOK BACK

‘CAUSE THEY’RE COMING AFTER ME

Some Say:

“Shoot FIRST & ASK QUESTIONS Later”

Some Say:

“Shoot FIRST & ASK CHRISTIAN Slater”

BUT I SAY: Bye-Bye-Bye-Goodbye-Goodbye !

SO FORMALLY

& RESPECTFULLY

I Introduce MYSELF

I Think I Know You WELL

But I Can’t LOOK BACK

‘Cause THEY’RE COMING AFTER ME

So I Can’t LOOK BACK

‘Cause THEY’RE COMING AFTER ME

But I Can’t LOOK BACK

‘CAUSE THEY’RE COMING AFTER ME

Bye-Bye-Bye-Goodbye-Goodbye !

4. Everybody Is The Bomb (3:49)

Everybody Is The Bomb

Everybody Has A Place

Black is Cool & White is Quite Alright with Me

& It won’t Cost You an Arm & A Legacy

Asian or Hispanic is the Way to go

In every land the Natives are the Ones who Know

‘cause

Everybody is the Bomb

Trust me when I Say

Everybody has a Place

in the Love Parade

Everybody is a God

& A Goddess too

Everybody is the Bomb

What I say is True

Love Yourself & Everyone Will Love You Too

Big or Small Connect with Every Ounce of You

Laugh or Cry Express the Feelings in your Heart

Trust Yourself & No One Can Tear You Apart

‘cause

Everybody is the Bomb

Trust me when I Say

Everybody has a Place

in the Love Parade

Everybody is a God

A Goddess too

Everybody is the Bomb

What I Say is True

Everybody is the Bomb

Trust me When I say

Everybody has a Place

In the Love Parade

Let it Shine

Embrace the Body

& The Soul

& Give Respect to

Everyone Whose Heart Unfolds

Everybody is the Bomb

Trust me When I Say

Everybody has a Place

In the Love Parade

Everybody is a God

& A Goddess too

Everybody is the Bomb

What I say is True

5. I Don’t Know How To Love (Pegasus) (5:07)

(Instrumental)

6. You Won’t See Me (3:58)

(Instrumental)

When I Call You Up Your Line’s Engaged

I Have Had Enough So Act Your Age

We Have Lost The Time That Was So Hard To Find

And I Will Lose My Mind If You Won’t See Me

If You Won’t See Me

I Don’t Know Why You Should Want To Hide

But I Can’t Get Through My Hands Are Tied

I Won’t Want To Stay I Don’t Have Much To Say

But I Can Turn Away And You Won’t See Me

You Won’t See Me

Time After Time You Refuse To Even Listen

I Wouldn’t Mind If I Knew What I Was Missing

Though The Days Are Few They’re Filled With Tears

And Since I Lost You It Feels Like Years

Yes It Seems So Long Girl Since You’ve Been Gone

And I Just Can’t Go On If You Won’t See Me

You Won’t See Me

Time After Time You Refuse To Even Listen

I Wouldn’t Mind If I Knew What I Was Missing

Though The Days Are Few They’re Filled With Tears

And Since I Lost You It Feels Like Years

Yes It Seems So Long Girl Since You’ve Been Gone

And I Just Can’t Go On If You Won’t See Me

You Won’t See Me

7. The Marmoset (2:29)

(Instrumental)

8. Tacoma (3:50)

(Instrumental)

9. Go For The Gold (3:55)

(Instrumental)

10. Hiawatha (Pegasus) (3:20)

(Instrumental)

11. She’ll Tell Me (Pegasus) (3:28)

(Instrumental)

12. Limp Dick Blues (Pegasus) (4:35)

(Instrumental)

13. U Cried A River (Pegasus) (5:41)

(Instrumental)

14. If U Lived Here (Pegasus) (6:12)

(Instrumental)

15. You Won’t See Me – Encore (3:48)

(Instrumental)

16. It’s Been A Long Time (Pegasus) (4:35)

(Instrumental)

17. Horses For Corsica (4:03)

(Instrumental)

18. Le Capre Della Sardegna (0:32)

(Instrumental)

All songs written, arranged, produced, performed & conceived by Sananda Maitreya,

except for “I Don’t Know How To Love” written by Tim Rice, Andrew Lloyd Webber.

And for “You Won’t See Me” written by John Lennon, Paul McCartney.

Lyrics: VOLUME 3 / PANDORA

PROMETHEUS & PANDORA
VOLUME 3 / PANDORA
Total running time 00:55:40

1. Passing The Torture (Pandora) (0:33)

“Ciao,
This Is Sananda.
Listen, What’s This Sound
Coming Through My Phone?”

“Dude,
I Don’t Know
But It’s Coming THIS Way Too!”

Hey, higher, Higher, HIGHER!
(Repeat).

2. The Birds Are Singing (Pandora) (2:28)

Horses Gallop Through the Fields
The Flowers Blossom in the Garden
Why Should I Hang on to Fear
&
Stress, Stress, Stress & More Stress?

When Just Outside The Birds Are Singing
& In My Heart A Bell Is Ringing
& Life Is Short Is What I’m Thinking
When Just Outside The Birds Are Singing

Willows Swaying in the Breeze
A Child is Playing by the River
Showing Me that There Is More
Than Stress, Stress, Stress & More Stress

When Just Outside The Birds Are Singing
& In My Heart A Bell Is Ringing
& Life Is Short Is What I’m Thinking
When Just Outside The Birds Are Singing

I Don’t Want To Spend My Days In Misery
Anticipating
Every Day Is Such An Opportunity
To Live In The Moment
Live in the Moment

Heaven Floating in My Heart
Makes Me Happy & Excited
I’m Laughing as I’m Letting Go
Of Stress, Stress, Stress & More Stress

When Just Outside The Birds Are Singing
& In My Heart A Bell Is Ringing
& Life Is Short Is What I’m Thinking
When Just Outside The Birds Are Singing

When Just Outside The Birds Are Singing
When Just Outside The Birds Are Singing
When Just Outside The Birds Are Singing
The Birds Are Singing!

3. Hail Mary (4:22)

Hail Mary Full Of Grace
I Will Surrender To You
Love Has Me In My Place
Patiently Waiting For You

Even If I’m Wrong
I Have Learned That
Faith Can Bring Me Power
&
I Have Grown Strong
Standing In The Stillness
Of The Hour
‘Cause My Heart Is Your Heart

Soul Mama Full Of Light
I Am Indebted To You
Your Wisdom Gives Me Sight
Patiently Waiting For You

Every Little Thing
That I’ve Ever Learned
Has Kept Me Going
&
That Is Why I Cling
To The Song I Sing
&
The Peace Of Knowing
That My Heart Is Your Heart

Hail Mary Full Of Grace
I Am Enraptured By You
Stay With Me
As I Run My Race
Patiently Standing By Me

Hail Mary full Of Grace
I Will Surrender To You
Love Has Me In My Place
Patiently Waiting
Patiently Waiting
Patiently Waiting For You

Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo!

4. I Don’t Know How To Love (Pandora) (5:27)

Pandora:
I Don’t Know How To Love Him
What To Do
How To Move Him
He’s A Man
He’s Just A Man
& I’ve Had So Many
Men Before
In Very Many Ways
He’s Just One More

Should I Bring Him Down ?
Should I Scream & Shout ?
Should I Speak Of Love
& Let My Feelings Out ?

I Never Thought I’d Come To This
What’s It All About ?

Prometheus:
I Don’t Know How To Love Her
What To Do
How To Move Her
She’s A Woman
She’s Just A Woman
& I’ve Had So Many
Of Them Before
In Very Many Ways
She’s Just One More

Should I Bring Her Down ?
Should I Scream & Shout ?
Should I Speak Of Love
& Let My Feelings Out ?

I NEVER Thought I’d Come To THIS
What’s It All About ?

Prometheus & Pandora:
But If She/He Said She/He Loved Me
I’d Be Lost
I’d Be Frightened
I’ve Been Changed
Yes Really Changed
In These Past Few Days
So Calm So Cool
When I’ve Seen Myself
No Lovers Fool
I Seem Like Someone Else
Running Every Show
I Love Her/Him So

Should I Bring Her/Him Down ?
Should I Scream & Shout ?
Should I Speak Of Love
& Let My Feelings Out ?

I NEVER THOUGHT I’D COME TO THIS !
What’s It All About ?

What’s It All About ?
I Don’t Know
You Tell Me !

5. It’s Been A Long Time (4:56)

Pandora: It’s Been A Long Time For Me

Prometheus:
The Iron Pharaoh In His Lighthouse Dances
While Tchaikovsky Disappears

The Sugar Plum Pharaohs Dance
The Sugar Plum Pharaohs Dance
Like The Iron Pharaoh In His Lighthouse
The Sugar Plum Pharaohs Dance

Pandora: It’s Been A Long Time For Me

Prometheus:
IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME FOR ME
SO GO SLOW & TAKE IT EASY
IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME FOR ME
SO GO SLOW & TAKE IT EASY
I ‘HASHTAGGED’ HALF PAST 10
I RECOMMEND
WE BEGIN

RUNNING AROUND LIKE A SQUIRREL
IN A TreeHouse WORLD
CHASING PEARLS
LIKE MARIE ANTIONETTE
I JUDGE MY CAKE
BY THE PIECE I GET
I DON’T WANT TO LOSE MY HEAD
I WANNA LOSE MY MIND INSTEAD

Pandora:
IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME FOR ME
SO GO SLOW & TAKE IT EASY
IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME FOR ME
SO GO SLOW & TAKE IT EASY
I’M FEELING LIKE A CAT IN THE RAIN
I’M PRETTY WET BUT I CAN’T COMPLAIN

I’M SITTING ON TOP OF A ‘MEOW’
MAKE ME PURR &
THINK OF ME NOW
JUST SCRATCH ME BEHIND MY EAR
IF YOU WANT ME TO COME
MORE NEAR
THE SUGAR PLUM PHARAOHS DANCE
WHILE TCHAIKOVSKY DISAPPEARS

Prometheus:
IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME FOR ME
SO GO SLOW & TAKE IT EASY
IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME FOR ME
SO GO SLOW & TAKE IT EASY
IF I MET YOU ON NOAH’S ARK
I’D BE THE ANGEL SINGING IN THE DARK

BABY YOU CAN ROCK MY BOAT
BEFORE I FLOAT DOWNSTREAM
DON’T GIVE ME TOO LONG A CHAIN
OR TOO SHORT A LEASH AGAIN
I’M FEELING LIKE A LOADED GUN
(OR CUPID’S ARROW)
YOU CAN ROLL ME LIKE A BARREL

Pandora:
IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME FOR ME
SO GO SLOW & TAKE IT EASY
IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME FOR ME
SO GO SLOW & TAKE IT EASY
ORANGUTANS IN TANGERINE
MAKE NO SENSE BUT THEY MAKE A SCENE !

CATCH A TIGER BY THE TOE
PINCH ITS NIPPLE & LET IT GO
CATCH A DRAGON BY THE TAIL/TALE
& IF YOU BAG IT
YOU’LL HAVE TO DRAG IT
THE SUGAR PLUM PHARAOHS DANCE
FROM CHASING ALL THE MAGIC

Prometheus & Pandora:
IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME FOR ME
SO GO SLOW & TAKE IT EASY
IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME FOR ME
SO GO SLOW & TAKE IT EASY
IT JUST TAKES A MINUTE OR 2
BEFORE
YOU CAN BE ME &
I CAN BE YOU

IF TOMORROW NEVER COMES
PULL MY FINGERS & LEAVE MY THUMBS
IF JONI CALLS
I DON’T CARE
UNLESS THELONIOUS MONK
IS THERE
YOU’RE A ‘PRINCESS’ IN (PARENTHESIS)
NOW BABY PULL MY HAIR IF YOU PLEASE !

Pandora & Prometheus:
IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME FOR ME
SO GO SLOW & TAKE IT EASY
IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME FOR ME
SO GO SLOW & TAKE IT EASY
YOU GIVE ME ALGORITHM & BLUES
BUT I’M NOT MAD AT YOU
I’M MADAGASCAR !

FROM ALGEBRA TO AL JARREAU
FROM AL GREEN TO THE ALAMO
(& AL CAPONE)
LIKE MARIE ANTOINETTE
I JUDGE MY CAKE
BY THE PIECE I GET
I DON’T WANT TO LOSE MY HEAD
I WANNA LOSE MY MIND INSTEAD !

Prometheus & Pandora:
I Don’t Want To Lose My Head
I Wanna Lose My Mind Instead
It’s Been A Long Time For Me
The Sugar Plum Pharaohs Dance
The Sugar Plum Pharaohs Dance
Like The Iron Pharaoh In His Lighthouse
The Sugar Plum Pharaohs Dance
(While Tchaikovsky Disappears) !

I May Not Be Van Halen
But If You Meet Me In The Van
We Can Be ‘InHalen’ Something.

Pandora:
(English Translation)
But What Are You Saying Again
& Going On About ?
Why Not Just Shut Up
& Kiss Me ?

6. If U Lived Here (6:24)

Pandora:
IT AIN’T WHAT U THINK IT IS
BUT IT IS WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE
EVERY DAY & NIGHT

THE PREFECT WAS PERFECT FOR THE PRETEXT WE PLANNED
A PART OF THIS COMPLETE BREAKFAST AT YOUR FEET
4 OUT OF 5 DOCTORS THEY AGREE WITH ME
THAT U’RE A BITCH TO MY OBITUARY

IF U LIVED HERE U’D ALREADY BE HOME BY NOW !
Prometheus:
I’M EITHER SMOKING TOO MUCH
OR NOT ENOUGH
OF THE PURPLE STUFF

THE PREFECT WAS PERFECT FOR THE PRETEXT WE PLANNED
A PART OF THIS COMPLETE BREAKFAST AT YOUR FEET
4 OUT OF 5 DOCTORS THEY AGREE WITH ME
U’D BE A BITCH TO MY OBITUARY

IF U LIVED HERE U’D ALREADY BE HOME BY NOW !

Prometheus & Pandora:
RESCUE ME ZOOATHALON
& SET MY TIME LORDS FREE
MY ZUGEBRIAN FANTASY

THE PREFECT WAS PERFECT FOR THE PRETEXT WE PLANNED
A PART OF THIS COMPLETE BREAKFAST AT YOUT FEET
4 OUT OF 5 DOCTORS THEY AGREE WITH ME
THAT U WON’T STAND STILL FOR MY STATUARY

IF U LIVED HERE U’D ALREADY BE HOME BY NOW !

Prometheus:
If Joni Calls
Say I’m In Zooathalon
Tell Her That I Went With Princess Leia
Chasing The Zugebrians
If Joni Calls
Say I’m Sipping Limóncello
Tell Her I Hear Nymphs In Symphony
‘E Mi Piace Molto Bello’
The Time Lords Have Taken Her High Horse
If Joni Calls
‘Sto Parlando Con Otello’

If Joni Calls
Say I’m In The Himalayas
With Robert Johnson & The Dalai Lama
Dancing With The Dragon Slayers
If Joni Calls
I’m Speaking To The Wind ‘Moriah’
About When To Be The White Man Papa Was
& When To Be A Black Messiah
‘Todos Vamos Ala Playa’
If Joni Calls
She Can Sing Along With The Choir

Pandora & Prometheus:
IF U LIVED HERE U’D ALREADY BE HOME BY NOW !
IF U LIVED HERE U’D ALREADY BE HOME BY NOW !
IF U LIVED HERE U’D ALREADY BE HIME BY NOW !

If U Lived EAR U’d Already Be Home By Now (If U Lived Ear) !

Pandora:
(English Translation)
Do U Think that Because U R the Great Prometheus
That I Won’t Rock Your World ?
I AM AN EARTHQUAKE !
I Am & Will ALWAYS Be the Queen of the World
& U Will Always Be MY Flame to Command.
U R A Fool To Think Otherwise Lovely One,
Because It Is Simply Like THIS.
Now, Give Me A Quick Kiss & Go
& GO AWAY NOW,
‘Vai Via’ !

7. Take Good Care Of My Heart (3:48)

Take Good Care of My Heart
&
I will always love you
Take Good Care of My Heart
&
I will always honor you
Take Good Care of My Heart
&
I will always stay with you
To love you, honor you & stay

Take Good Care of My Heart
&
I will never lie to you
Take Good Care of My Heart
&
I will always fight for you
Take Good Care of My Heart
&
I will always do right by you
To never lie, fight & do what’s right

Is Levi driving you home?
Is Levi driving you home?

Take Good Care of My Heart
&
I will always follow you
Take Good Care of My Heart
&
I will always swallow you
Take Good Care of My Heart
&
I will fly away with you
To follow you ‘til the swallows fly away

Is Levi driving you home?
Is Levi driving you home?
I just want to hear your voice
On the end of your phone
So I’ll feel a lot better if
Levi is driving you home.

Is Levi driving you home?
Is Levi driving you home?
I just want to hear your voice
On the end of your phone
So I’ll feel a lot better
If Levi is driving you home
If Levi is driving you home
If Levi………

Take Good Care of My Heart
&
I will always love you
Take Good Care of My Heart
&
I will always honor you
Take Good Care of My Heart
&
I will always stay with you
To love you, honor you & stay.

8. Windows (2:48)

And Should I Fall Away
There’ll Be No More To Say
I’ll Step Aside From Hoping
&
Travel Through My Open
Windows

The Moment Steals My Soul
My Eyelids Do Unfold
It Appears That I’ve Awoken
I’ll Walk On Through My Open
Windows

The Worries That You Carried
Blowing In The Breeze
The Spirit That You Are
Floating On The Seasons
Floating On The Seasons

And Should I Fall Away
&
Stay Beyond The Fray
I Will Come To Unspoken
&
Help You Through Your Open
Windows
Your
Windows
Windows
Windows

9. Mona Lisa’s Laughing (4:11)

It’s OK To Feel This Way
I Feel This Way & It’s OK
It’s OK To BE This Way
I AM This Way & That’s OK

You Don’t Need Permission To
To Be You
Ooh-Ooh
Shake It Free
You’re Supposed To Be
‘Cause

Mona Lisa’s Laughing
Rejoicing As She’s Dancing
She Burned Her Frame
In Freedom’s Flame

Mona Lisa’s Laughing
Rejoicing As She’s Singing
She Burned Her Frame
In Freedom’s Flame
She Stretched Her S m i l e
Another Mile

Sweet Cat Bone
I’m In A Zone
The Wind Removes
What I Don’t Own
Beat My Drum
&
Lay Back Some
&
Blow My Dream
Like Bubblegum

You Don’t Need Permission To
To Be You
Ooh-Ooh
Sweat With Me
&
Shake It Free
‘Cause

(Who)?
I Don’t Remember What I Said
But I Know I Said The Right Thing
I Don’t Remember What I Said
But I Know I Said The Right Thing

It’s Ok To Feel This Way
I Feel This Way & It’s OK
It’s OK To BE This Way
I AM This Way & That’s OK

You Don’t Need Permission To
To Be You
Ooh-Ooh
Shake It Free
You’re Supposed To Be
‘Cause

Mona Lisa’s Laughing
Rejoicing As She’s Dancing
She Burned Her Frame
In Freedom’s Flame
Mona Lisa’s Laughing
Rejoicing As She’s Singing
She Burned Her Frame
In Freedom’s Flame
She Stretched Her S m i l e
Another Mile
Mona Lisa’s Laughing
Rejoicing As She’s Dancing
She Burned Her Frame
In Freedom’s Flame
Her Liberation Came!

10. Before You Knew What Love Was (4:53)

My Love Is Like Fine Wine
So I Let Her Breathe
We Settle Into Silence
With The Greatest Ease
My Love’s Like A Chalice
So I Lick The Bowl
In Quiet Preparation
For A Lifetime Role
But If I Slip Up
She Shakes My Tree
By Not Letting Me Forget
When She Says To Me

I Was Loving You
Before You Ever Knew What Love Was
I Was Loving You
Before You Ever Knew What Love Was

My Love Reads Like Poetry
Taken Line By Line
Though Her Rhyming Meter
Throws Me Every Time
My Love Is A Flower
Of A Different Breed
&
Her Fertile Ground Waits
For My Mystic Seed
But Do I Get It
If I Lose My Way
Soon I Do Regret It
When I Hear Her Say

I Was Loving You
Before You Ever Knew What Love Was
I Was Loving You
Before You Ever Knew What Love Was

But Do I Get It
If I Miss A Beat
Soon I Do Regret It
When She Says To Me

I Was Loving You
Before You Ever Knew What Love Was
I Was Loving You
Before You Ever Knew What Love Was

Loving You

11. Gold Strings (1:30)

(Instrumental)

12. Sacred (3:43)

At Random Glancing Within Your Eyes
They Hypnotize Me Deeply
The Faded Sunset Explains To Me
The Sympathy Of Angels

The Still Silence That Spirits Wear
I See You There Inside It
The Sparkles Dancing Above Your Head
Is Skin You’ve Shed Now Sacred

Outside Of Time
Our Love Is So
Sacred
Sacred
Outside Of Time
Our Love Is So
Sacred
Sacred

The Cool September
That I Once Knew
I See In You Completely
We Belong Together
Like Space & Time
Like Beats & Rhyme
It’s Sacred

Outside Of Time
Our Love Is So
Sacred
Sacred
Outside Of Time
Our Love Is So
Sacred
Sacred

13. Amoeba Strain (0:52)

( Instrumental )

14. Willow (3:10)

We Are But Smoke Rings Blown From One Mouth
We Are But Tears Fall From One Eye
We Are But Echoes of One Great Sound
We Are But Different Verses from the Pen of One
From the Pen of One Poet
We Are But Cascading Notes Spilling from
One Soft Trumpet

Willow
Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo
Willow

We Are But Different Flavors being Tasted by
One Great Tongue
We Are But Lovely Colors that Dance
Around One Pure light
One Pure Light

Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo
Willow

We are But the Bees of Consequence
Making Honey
&
From One Great Jar
Although the Jar is Open
Has Always Been Open
&
Will Always Be Open

Willow
Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo
Willow
Willow
Willow

15. Nymphony – Reprise (1:00)

(Instrumental)

16. Amoeba (4:09)

Defrosting leaves me quite vulnerable

Amoeba
Amoeba
Amoeba

A Requiem For Fading Fireflies
That Float Around A Dying Flame
The Changing Form Of All My Certainties
The Shape Of Grace Is Undulating

Amoeba
Amoeba
Amoeba

The Finger Roll Of Fate’s Mood Indigo
Om Shekinah Candle Burns
Mercy Me & My Psychology
‘HERE’
Is Not Where It Used To Be

Amoeba
Amoeba
Amoeba

Defrosting leaves me quite vulnerable
Defrosting leaves me quite vulnerable
Defrosting leaves me quite vulnerable

17. Questions & Ulcers – Encore (0:47)

(Instrumental)

18. Pandora’s Box (0:38)

(Instrumental)

© + (P) 2017 TreeHouse Publishing - All Rights Reserved
All songs written, arranged, produced, performed & conceived by Sananda Maitreya,
except for “I Don’t Know How To Love” written by Tim Rice, Andrew Lloyd Webber.

Prometheus & Pandora - Songs Credits

PROMETHEUS & PANDORA
SONGS CREDITS

PROMETHEUS & PANDORA
VOLUME 1 / PROMETHEUS
Total running time 01:00:32

1. Questions & Ulcers (0:47)

All Orchestration Arranged & Performed by Sananda Maitreya.
Recorded & Engineered by Matteo ‘Sergente’ Sandri
Mixed by Sananda & ‘Sergente’
For TreeHouse Publishing

2. Nymphony (0:59)

Vocals: Sananda
(The ‘Sea’ Courtesy of Neptune. Seagulls Represented By ‘Steven Seagull Management For Jonathan Livingston Enterprises’)

3. New World Forming (3:41)

Drum Programming, Percussion, Keyboards, Guitars, Choir Arrangement & Vocals: Sananda Maitreya.
Acoustic Guitar & Bass: Mike Bradford
Recorded by Mike Bradford
Engineered by Dave Way
Mixed by Sananda, Dave Way & ‘Sergente’
By Way of the TreeHouse Trigonometry Treatment**,
A Quadraphonic BiPolar Realignment In Stereo Reengineering Science
Unofficially Sanctioned by the United States Army Corps of Engineers.

4. She’s My Baby (4:13)

Drums, Percussion, Keyboards, Guitar, Vocals: Sananda Maitreya
Guitar: Tommy Girvin
Bass: Neil Stubenhaus!
Recorded by Craig Porteils
Mixed by Sananda, Shelly Yakus, Rob Jacobs
& Matteo ‘Sergente’ Sandri
In conjunction with the TreeHouse Trigonometry Treatment,
A Mounted Physical Device as well as A Mindset
& Portal to Alternative Dimensions!

5. Glad She’s Gone (2:57)

Guitars, Organ, Percussion, Vocals: Sananda Maitreya
Guitar: Louis Metoyer
Bass: Mike Bradford
Drums: Stevo Theard
Flute: L. Krishna
Engineered & Recorded by Dave Way
Mixed By Sananda, Dave Way & ‘Sergente’
Using the TreeHouse Trigonometry Treatment,
A Sonic & Time Suspension Immersion Process.

6. U Cried A River (5:46)

Drums, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitars, Congas, Maracas, Sleigh Bells, Organ, Electric Piano, Bass, All Vocals: Sananda Maitreya.

7. It’s Been A Long Time (4:52)

Roland TR-8 Drum Machine, Bass, Percussion, Guitars, Piano, Mellotron Flutes, Synths, Kurzweil Horns (Trumpets & Sax): Sananda
Vocals & Backing Vocals: Sananda & Luisa Corna

8. Limp Dick Blues (4:35)

Drums, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar, Wah-Wah Sitar, Maracas, Sleigh Bells, Snake Rattler, Congas, Finger Cymbals, Pandora’s Round Metal Box Thing, Flutes, Kettle Drum, Vibraphone, Moog Synth, Bass, All Vocals: Sananda Maitreya.

9. Mid Life Crisis Blues (3:50)

Drums, Acoustic Guitar, 12 String Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar, Wah-Wah Sitar, Moog Synth, Clavinet, Mellotron, Thumb Jam App, Bass, All Vocals: Sananda Maitreya.

10. Country Changes (4:13)

Drums, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Slide Guitar, Dobro, Banjo, Flutes, Organ, Bass, All Vocals: Sananda Maitreya.

11. Assisted Living (4:49)

Drums, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar, Banjo, Electric Slide Guitar, Kettle Drum, Finger Cymbals, Tambourine, Synth, Harmonica, Bass, All Vocals: Sananda Maitreya.

12. Passing The Torture (0:58)

Programming, Sequencer, Percussion, Synth, Vocal Chants: Sananda Maitreya
Recorded & Engineered by ‘Sergente’.
Mixed by Sananda & ‘Sergente’.

13. Hiawatha (3:20)

Drums, Acoustic Guitar, 12 String Acoustic Guitar, Kettle Drum, Maracas, Sleigh Bells, Finger Cymbals, Snake Rattler, Flutes, French Horn, Organ, Electric Slide Guitar, Bass, All Vocals: Sananda Maitreya.

14. She’ll Tell Me (3:29)

Drums, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar, Congas, Chimes, Finger Cymbals, Maracas, Organ, Clavinet, Flute, French Horn, Bass, All Vocals: Sananda Maitreya.

15. I Don’t Know How To Love (Prometheus) (5:14)

Drums, Bass, Piano, Guitars, Organ, Synths: Sananda
Vocals & Backing Vocals: Sananda & Luisa Corna

16. If Joni Calls (1:20)

Vocals: Sananda & Luisa Corna

17. Suicide Song (5:25)

Drums, Acoustic Guitar, Congas, Maracas, Electric Piano, Organ, Clavinet, Strings,
Bass, All Vocals: Sananda Maitreya

PROMETHEUS & PANDORA
VOLUME 2 / PEGASUS
Total running time 01:08:32

1. Food For Trout (0:20)

Recorded & Engineered By Francesca Francone Maitreya
Featuring Francesco Mingus & Federico Elvis Maitreya
& The Cows of Val D’Aosta & The Goats of Sardinia.
Pan Pipes & The Wind Played By Pan Peterson.
Cow Bells & Percussion Played By The Cows Of Local Union #9.
Mixed by Sergente, Sananda.
All Animals Were Treated In Accordance With The Guidelines
Of Their Respective Music Unions.
Goats Represented By ‘The ‘Pipes Of Pan’ Players & The Goat 2 Guy’ Agency.
‘Chairman Moo’ & The Rest Of The Cows Represented By The ‘Centaurs Of Attention’ Group.

No Animals Were Hurt During These Recordings.
(Although I Confess I Did Have To Slap Up A Goat Just A Little
For Trying To Get A Bit Too Familiar With My Wife).
Francesco Mingus & Federico Elvis Represented By
‘The Sananda & Francesca Maitreya Gene Pool Lottery Association’.
(A Limited Company).

2. Zebra (3:33)

Written by Sananda Maitreya & Louis Metoyer
Drums, Percussion, Moog Bass, Keyboards, Synth, Guitar & Vocals: Sananda Maitreya
Guitars & Sitar: Louis Metoyer
Recorded & Engineered by Dave Way
Mixed by Sananda, Dave Way & ‘Sergente’
Utilizing the Inevitable TreeHouse Trigonometry Treatment,
A System AND An Instrument Of ‘Soft Persuasion’, A Mild Behavioral Modifier
& Follicle Stimulator!

3. Rhinoceros (5:15)

Drums, Acoustic Guitar, 12 String Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar, Congas, Maracas, Snake Rattler, Finger Cymbals, Triangles, Trumpets, Strings, Synth, Bass, All Vocals: Sananda Maitreya.

4. Everybody Is The Bomb (3:49)

Drum Programming, Programming, Percussion, Keyboards, Moog Bass & Vocals: Sananda Maitreya.
Recorded by Mike Bradford
Engineered by Dave Way
Mixed by Sananda, Dave Way & ‘Sergente’
Capably enabled by the TreeHouse Trigonometry Treatment,
An Algorithmic Digital Aural Capacitor & Microwave Toaster Oven!

5. I Don’t Know How To Love (Pegasus) (5:07)

Electric Piano: Sananda

6. You Won’t See Me (3:58)

Piano: Sananda

7. The Marmoset (2:29)

Drums, Percussion, Piano, Keyboards, Strings, Cellos, Contrabass, Horns, Upright Bass:
Sananda Maitreya.
Recorded & Engineered by ‘Sergente’ Sandri.
Mixed by Sananda & ‘Sergente’.

8. Tacoma (3:50)

Drums, Percussion, Piano, Moog Bass, Organ, Cello, Strings: Sananda Maitreya.
Recorded & Engineered by ‘Sergente’ Sandri.
Mixed by Sananda & ‘Sergente’.

9. Go For The Gold (3:55)

Drums, Percussion, Piano, Keyboards, Moog Bass, Strings & Various Other Instruments:
Sananda Maitreya.
Recorded & Engineered by Matteo ‘Sergente’ Sandri.
Mixed by Sananda & Sergente.

10. Hiawatha (Pegasus) (3:20)

Drums, Acoustic Guitar, 12 String Acoustic Guitar, Kettle Drum, Maracas, Sleigh Bells, Finger Cymbals, Snake Rattler, Flutes, French Horn, Organ, Electric Slide Guitar, Bass.

11. She’ll Tell Me (Pegasus) (3:28)

Drums, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar, Congas, Chimes, Finger Cymbals, Maracas, Organ, Clavinet, Flute, French Horn, Bass.

12. Limp Dick Blues (Pegasus) (4:35)

13. U Cried A River (Pegasus) (5:41)

Drums, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitars, Congas, Maracas, Sleigh Bells, Organ, Electric Piano, Bass.

14. If U Lived Here (Pegasus) (6:12)

Drums, Bass, Guitars & Acoustic Guitar, Coral Sitar, Harmonica, Percussion, Mellotron Flutes & French Horns, Deopffer Analog Synth, Thumb Jam Power Chords: Sananda.

15. You Won’t See Me – Encore (3:48)

Electric Piano: Sananda

16. It’s Been A Long Time (Pegasus) (4:35)

Roland TR-8 Drum Machine, Bass, Percussion, Guitars, Piano, Mellotron Flutes, Synths, Kurzweil Horns (Trumpets & Sax): Sananda.

17. Horses For Corsica (4:03)

Drums, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar, Wah-Wah Sitar, Keyboards, Organ, Sleigh Bells, Maracas, Sound Effects,
Bass: Sananda Maitreya.

18. Le Capre Della Sardegna (0:32)

VOLUME 3 / PANDORA
Total running time 00:55:40

1.Passing The Torture (Pandora) (0:33)

Programming, Sequencer, Percussion, Synth, Vocal Chants: Sananda Maitreya
Recorded & Engineered by ‘Sergente’.
Mixed by Sananda & ‘Sergente’.

2. The Birds Are Singing (Pandora) (2:28)

Drums, Percussion, Piano, Guitars & Vocals: Sananda Maitreya
Guitars: Louis Metoyer
Bass: Mike Bradford
Recorded & Engineered by Dave Way.
Mixed by Sananda, Dave Way & ‘Sergente’
With the TreeHouse Trigonometry Treatment,
A NEW Formula In Trans-Figural Sound Administration.
(At Least Until We Get Through Making The Payments).

3. Hail Mary (4:22)

Harmonium, Keyboards, Percussion, Programming & Vocals: Sananda Maitreya
Guitar: Louis Metoyer
Keyboards & Bass: Mike Bradford
Recorded & Engineered by Mike Bradford
Mixed by Sananda, Dave Way & ‘Sergente’
Utilizing the TreeHouse Trigonometry Treatment,
An Aural Space-Time Relativity Expander.

4. I Don’t Know How To Love (Pandora) (5:27)

Drums, Bass, Piano, Guitars, Organs, Synths & Subtle Organic Plasma Brainwave Tone Differentials*: Sananda
Vocals & Backing Vocals: Sananda & Luisa Corna

* Plasma Brainwave Tone Differentials & Other Subtle Dimensional Effects Courtesy Of TreeHouse Science, NASA, Robert Johnson & the Tibetan Ascended Masters of The Himalayas.

5. It’s Been A Long Time (4:56)

Roland TR-8 Drum Machine, Bass, Percussion, Guitars, Piano, Mellotron Flutes, Synths, Kurzweil Horns (Trumpets & Sax): Sananda
Vocals & Backing Vocals: Sananda & Luisa Corna

* Horns Represented by ‘Sheepish Ewes’ of ‘BAADEN BAADEN’ Germany.

6. If U Lived Here (6:24)

Drums, Bass, Guitars & Acoustic Guitar, Coral Sitar, Harmonica, Percussion, Mellotron Flutes & French Horns, Deopffer Analog Synth, Thumb Jam Power Chords: Sananda
Vocals & Backing Vocals: Sananda & Luisa Corna

7. Take Good Care Of My Heart (3:48)

Drums, Percussion, Piano, Moog Bass, Organ, Cello, Strings & Vocals: Sananda Maitreya.
Recorded & Engineered by ‘Sergente’ Sandri.
Mixed by Sananda & ‘Sergente’.

8. Windows (2:48)

Programming, Percussion, Synth, Electric Guitar, Vocals: Sananda Maitreya
Acoustic Guitar: Louis Metoyer
Bass: Mike Bradford
Recorded & Engineered by Mike Bradford
Mixed by Sananda, Dave Way & ‘Sergente’
Using The TreeHouse Trigonometry Treatment,
A Reverse Time Wave Frequency Modulator.

9. Mona Lisa’s Laughing (4:11)

Programming, Percussion, Keyboards, Synth, Moog Bass & Vocals: Sananda Maitreya
Recorded & Engineered by Shad T. Scott
Mixed by Sananda, Shad & ‘Sergente’
Paralleled by the TreeHouse Trigonometry Treatment,
A Reverse Engineered Particle Beam De-Accelerator & Subsonic Booster Process.

10. Before You Knew What Love Was (4:53)

Programming, Percussion, Keyboards, Bass, Vocals: Sananda Maitreya
Recorded & Engineered by Mike Bradford
Mixed by Sananda, Dave Way & ‘Sergente’
Backed by the kind graces of the TreeHouse Trigonometry Treatment,
A New Frontier In Re-Claimed, Declassified Magnetic Sound Resonance Devices.

11. Gold Strings (1:30)

Strings & Orchestration by Sananda Maitreya
Recorded & Engineered by ‘Sergente’.
Mixed by Sananda & ‘Sergente’.

12. Sacred (3:43)

Programming, Keyboards, Atmospherics, Bass & Vocals: Sananda Maitreya
Recorded & Engineered by Mike Bradford
Mixed by Sananda, Mike Bradford & ‘Sergente’
Courtesy of the TreeHouse Trigonometry Treatment,
Extrapolated from Ultra High Security Clearance Top Secret NASA Technology
Available on the Internet.

13. Amoeba Strain (0:52)

Strings & Orchestration by Sananda Maitreya
Recorded & Engineered by ‘Sergente’
Mixed by Sananda & ‘Sergente’.

14. Willow (3:10)

Written, Arranged & Performed by Sananda Maitreya & Carmen Rizzo
Words by Sananda, Music by Sananda & Carmen Rizzo
All Instruments, Samples & Sound Design by Sananda & Carmen Rizzo
Recorded & Engineered by Carmen Rizzo
Produced by Sananda.
Mixed by Sananda, Carmen Rizzo & ‘Sergente’
With the TreeHouse Trigonometry Treatment,
A Bold Leap Forward Back In Time Sideways,
As Well as Backup Cloud Storage unit!

15. Nymphony – Reprise (1:00)

Vocals: Sananda
(The ‘Sea’ Courtesy of Neptune. Seagulls Represented By ‘Steven Seagull Management For Jonathan Livingston Enterprises’)

16. Amoeba (4:09)

Programming, Percussion, Keyboards, Guitar & Vocals: Sananda Maitreya
Fretless Bass: Mike Bradford
Recorded & Engineered by Mike Bradford
Mixed by Sananda, Mike Bradford & ‘Sergente’
With the assistance of the TreeHouse Trigonometry Treatment,
A System As Well As An Alternative Source of Data Restructuring

17. Questions & Ulcers – Encore (0:47)

All Orchestration Arranged & Performed by Sananda Maitreya.
Recorded & Engineered by Matteo ‘Sergente’ Sandri
Mixed by Sananda & ‘Sergente’
For TreeHouse Publishing

18. Pandora’s Box (0:38)

All Orchestration Arranged & Performed by Sananda Maitreya.
Recorded & Engineered by Matteo ‘Sergente’ Sandri
Mixed by Sananda & ‘Sergente’
For TreeHouse Publishing

All songs written, arranged, produced, performed & conceived by Sananda Maitreya, except where indicated.
© 2017 TreeHouse Publishing - All rights reserved.

**Regarding our TreeHouse Trigonometry Treatment, No Trickerations or Nefarious Triangulations Occur With Vocal Scenarios or Other Instrumentation With
A View Towards Deception. What you hear is 100% Authentic Grade A NASA Approved Rebel Roasted Post Millennium Rock.
We Use ONLY The Best Fibers & Natural Materials & Recycle As Many Good Ideas As We Can!
Nevertheless, Please Enjoy
(& If You Can’t Find Your Mother, Look For Her Here)!
Sananda Maitreya & The Happy Elves at TreeHouse Publishing.

MAKING OF

Chapter 1: ‘Spades & Queens’ (Passing The Torture)

PROMETHEUS & PANDORA

Chapter 1: ‘Spades & Queens’

(Passing The Torture).

By Sananda Maitreya.

Edited by W. Marmoset Yarn

Co-Edited by W.B.Yikes!,

Iggy Noble, Raoul ‘Cerebral’ Cortez

& the Honorable Lord Helpus.

Special Thanks to Frequency Jones, Gooden Reddy,

Mr. Sid Arthur, Mr. Al K. Hall & Sir T. Phyable,

(The King Of Fables)!

The Society of Manipulated Environments in

Conjunctivitis with the Army Corps of Engineers

Sees Fit to Announce & Remind that POST MILLENNIUM

ROCK is a Music that has been MOTIVATED

By Effort & Determination to Offer Itself Beyond the Narrow

Restrictions

Social or Demographic Bias.

We Do Not Create Our Music, Our Testament to God for Segregationist

Exclusivist Policy Purposes. We just like to Let It Rip &

Let the Chips Fall where the Lumberjacks Strike the

Wood. We do not make music to

‘Scatter’ & Confuse, nor to Isolate.

We Are Harvesters by Inclination & Trade,

Not Exterminators.

IF YOU LIKE THIS MUSIC,

Then We Trust That From HERE, You May & Can Go

ANYWHERE Your Curiosity Takes You.

Music Transcends Boundaries When Allowed

Because The Burden Of Being is Shared by Us All.

The Rest Is Nihilism, When We’d Much Rather Neil Young!

Meanwhile We Denounce Divisive Algorithms

(With All ‘-isms’ in Demand)!

Again, IF YOU LIKE THIS MUSIC YOU CAN GO ANYWHERE FROM HERE!

We did NOT Sacrifice Our Muse Only to Allow Someone Else to Determine & Define Our Art.

It is called ‘Post Millennium Rock’ Precisely Because it Means EVERYTHING & Nothing.

Both A Way OUT, As Well As A Way IN.

Please Enjoy!

Sananda Maitreya!

Prometheus Was Banished

From Heaven & Barred From Hell

Because Both God & The Devil

Knew Him Well.

Pandora Was The Apple

Of Her Mother’s Eye

Before The Worm Turned

& Tossed Her From Paradise.

…Actually,

Being Banned from Heaven

& Barred from Hell Served

Prometheus Quite Well

(Thought He’d Never Tell

Or He’d Have Paid Extra

For the Tides That Swelled)!

Once The Worm Of

Pandora’s Apple Turned

All that was Left to Her

Were Fields to Burn

(& Only The Fields

That Yielded

Were Shielded

From Her Concern).

The World Would Never Again know A Love Story as Profound

& Provoking As PROMETHEUS & PANDORA Nor could the Earth Afford

Again To Withstand it.

We Enter Now The Belly of Our Particular Beast:

There was No Sheep Blacker than Prometheus.

Zeus could Never Quite Figure Out why this ORPHAN

Who was Discovered by Maidens like Moses after him

Bundled in a Basket, swaddled in Bandaged Cloth

& left Floating in a Pond where Leda’s Swans enfolded their

Wings around him until he could be claimed by the Gods.

A Small Spade had been Placed inside his Cradled Chamber,

The purpose of which was unknown, yet interpreted as perhaps

A Symbolic Clue to his ‘Destiny’, or rather

‘That Which Is Willed for One by the Gods’.

Maybe the

Symmetry Of Oblivion would be Shaped by his Hand,

A Spade in his Wrist the Equal to Thors’ Hammer in its

Thundering, if not Quixotic Quake.

Buried in its Most Suggestive Tender was that

PROMETHEUS WOULD BE A GROUNDBREAKER

If not a gardener otherwise.

One Maiden in particular, called ‘Amarasta’ was Very Clear

In her claim that upon finding him as an infant in the paddling float,

There were sparks of light going off around his head

As were they Flickering Playful Fireflies,

Darting In & Out of an Unfixed flame.

& She has Carried A Torch for Him Since!

Since He Was An Uncontainable Restless Sort, it pleased the

Gods of Olympus No End that Prometheus had Fallen

For PANDORA, & even MORE Important fallen INTO her.

Not Only Had He Finally Met His Match,

But his Mistress & Maestra as well. One, who like himself, could

Be neither easily Contained nor Bridled. And she would Prove

Tougher

To Tame than PEGASUS, his Beloved Feisty Steed,

Who tames himself while he grooms.

As Important To The Gods, She Would Keep His Head

Out Of The Clouds, Their Own Domain,

& Into His Own Besotted Climate

Where The Capriciousness of Love Makes A Slave

Even of Gravity’s Voluptuous Shivers.

Most Gods Feared HER!

She was held in the Dearest Esteem

By the father of the Lords & Ladies of Mount Olympus,

The same Zeus, and even the Lord of the Underworld

Emperor Hades, gave her Workings A Very Wide Berth.

One did not arrive at the position of Lord of the Underworld

By placing ones nose in a ladies business where it didn’t belong.

But ESPECIALLY a lady with a MAGIC BOX,

& The Power to Make Ashes OR Immortals of Men,

& From Whose Temperament the Phoenix Was Risen

From the Bowels of a Vengeance the Size of a Wrath,

Itself the Size of the Length of Eden & the Depths of Hell.

Hades would have known this when he learned from his brother

NEPTUNE, that the King of ALL Water Bodies Once Upon A Teardrop

Had LOST THE LAKES & Some of the Rivers he had Once Commanded

To Her As Part of A BET He’d LOST with the Wily Pandora & HAD to Settle

Forthwith

She Would Have Turned the Seas to Sandpaper & Ash

(& THEN Charged Him Double For The ‘Re-Claimed’ Land

& the Clean Up Costs)!

And As It Concerns Women, She Generally Leaves Them To Their Own Devices

(But Especially Electrical Which She Earns A LOT Of Revenue From)!

What Is Free Can Never Be Earned & Only What Is Sensibly Earned Can Ever Feel Free.

Look all you want for a NEW WORLD ORDER But Rest Assured that Even in Pandora’s

Palaces of Plenty there will Never Ever Be Found NEW WORLD H’ORDEURVRES!

& Neither Do Real Men Eat Clichés.

How many days shall I Continue to Forgive?

For As Many Days As You Shall Live.

It was deeply inconvenient for the elusive Pandora that she would fall in love with the only

Man who did not fear her & for whom pain was an analytical process.

And whose lust for her could yet be ignored for as long as needed since he were capable of

Creating his Own Time To Disappear Into While He Suffered the Length of his own Affairs.

The Time wherewith he Meditated on the Problems of the World

(Though he never gave much thought wherewith to the werewolf however).

The Same Spirit of TIME that was for HER A Headless Horse was for HIM like

An Elastic Kitten Purring

Between his Palm & Pinkie In The Ring of His Evolving Sphere.

& While He Compensated as Best he could by Rubbing Her Feet (As ALL Goddesses Adore, but yet Which Upon Not All Insist)

& Calling her ‘PANDA’,

She would Forever Admit Jealousy about his Relationship with THE HOURS & SANDS THAT GOVERN THE MOVEMENT OF THE STARS & their Celestial Ghosts & Primordial Tenants.

Like with even most mortal women, TIME FOR PANDORA WAS A SPELL

SHE COULD NOT COMPEL to Wallow beneath the Weight of her own Wand.

Her vaunted TREASURE CHEST contained many Divine & Glorious things,

But The Cure For Time Was Not One of Them.

But the Orphaned He & the Earth Created One Another & Grew Up Together, and Time would Forever Regard Prometheus

As Among the Very Best Accidents that Ever Happened Upon it’s Crested Shell. Such Was Their Bond, That When He Swallowed Water, the Earth Would Spit Rain.

& When He Yawned, Night Would Fall to Darken the Lands of his Horizon

& To Disguise the Fact That His Feet Would Swell,

though as much from pride as the weight of his own standing.

To Understand Pandora was to Understand Someone with

Unlimited Power, but Limited Time, since Time is Her

Only True Nemesis, the Only Dragon SHE must Appease.

(She usually does this with Karats*).

* (‘Appease & Karats Anyone’)?

Although to HER Mind, she Sees It Opposite,

That She Remains

Chained,

A Princess on a Painted Carousel

With

Unlimited Time

But

Restricted Power,

A Leash who Must Fight for Every Hour

When the Clocks Are There to Tell

(Only a Pirate Sticks his Hand Deep inside a Well).

What The Torch Bearer Came To Realize As It Finessed

The Nature of his Situational Scenario was that As Far As He Could Surmise,

The Gist of the Jail Jinx was that

He wasn’t being detained for BREAKING the Law as much as for

DISRESPECTING IT.

& It Takes Even Portentous Practitioners A While to Navigate the Tissue Thin Difference

Hanging in the Balance Between the two, Whose Methods could never be Sabotaged by Strain.

For his Alleged Transgressions, Zeus could not Sentence

Prometheus to Hell because Lucifer told him Outright,

“Hell No!”

“End Of Story, His Legend Will NOT Extend Into My House”.

“If You Cannot Abide Him There, What Makes You Think

That I Would Think Any Different, Are You Not MY Father Too?”

Zeus had no comeback for this.

(So He Left A Brief Pause For Our Sponsor)!

Then,

Lucifer continued.

“Listen, You KNOW Him, He’ll Only Come Down Here,

Confuse All My Bitches, Charm My Snakes & Start Rearranging

My Furniture & YOU KNOW How Long It Took Me To Dig My

Lakes, Valleys & Wells ! My Situation Is PERFECT The Way It Is.

So Sorry, But No, even Neptune sweats when Prometheus goes for a swim!

Leave His Reformist Ass In The Mountains.

He’ll Have A LONG Time To Think About What He Did,

The Self-Righteous, Ungrateful, Thieving Bitch.

I TOLD You YEARS Ago that there would be Consequences for having given

That Ruffian Water Clown

So Much Attention.

And NOW Look!

I TOLD YOU HE WAS NOT US.

And Just because your Waterlogged Nymphs found him in a Pond?

You find Ducks in the pond everyday but you don’t give them a piece of your Kingdom!

Again You Let Your Heart Betray Your Blood.”

And when Zeus asked the Underworld Lord to Intervene in a Matter

Regarding A Prior Premise pertaining to Pandora & Prometheus HE

Again Outright Refused.

“Why Are You Always Bringing Your Problems To Me?

I Don’t Have Enough To Do Already?

Why Don’t You Ask Neptune?

He STILL Hides from That Witch to This Day, that Coward!”

Duly Noted by the Jovial but Roasted & Harangued Sire of the Sirens,

Zeus sentenced Prometheus, for Stealing Fire & Knowledge from

Olympus

To Enlighten

The World, to Be Chained to the Side of a Mountain

Located somewhere in the region of what is now called the

Small Mountain Country of ANDORRA, in the High Hills

Quadrant

Of Europe.

& From There

He would find his way from Zero to Hero,

From Anonymous to the Head Hieronymus of the

Fable Index.

So it was No Simple Rhyming Matter that by Coincidence’s Double Vision,

Witnessed only by Pegasus & His Winged Nonchalance,

He Met & Fell Beneath the Golden Glossed Sway

Of the Enchanting Pandora.

As Poised as a Priestess, as Baffling as Baudelaire’s Brain.

She would ‘ZAP HIM, CAP HIM & Overlap Him’,

(If at first she didn’t slap him).

Such were She the distraction of He that he’d even Cease to Notice the

Baying Wolves that Attended His

Every Move

& Snapped at Every Reflex

As Well as the Various Troublemakers Ever Trained to Topple the Trestle

Of his

Timeless Trade,

While Coveting the Crumbs of his Daily bread.

As A Boy,

Prometheus with his Spade,

Once dug a large hole.

When asked why, he blithely replied:

“When I Remove Space, I Create Space”.

He was asked Fewer Questions about his intentions

Thereafter.

The Goddesses of Olympian Breeding Agreed with Prometheus,

The Gods HAD Gotten Fat, Arrogant, Lazy & TOO Possessed of

Their Legends & Estates.

Even Their HONORARY TITLES Felt Entitled

& Embalmed,

Enticed by Trips to the Lands of Frosted Lemons,

Busty Brunettes, Sweet Persimmons,

Dusky Dimpled Peaches, Chocolate Cherries

& Leggy Blondes (Who Know who Each Is,

Not Counting the Fairies),

While Others in Earnest eat Liver Sandwiches,

Those Not Chewing on twigs & berries.

Their Legacies were Latin Lullabies Designed to Put Babies to Sleep

Inside Books With Torn Yellowed Pages,

Small Words

& Washed Out

Watercolors.

(& With LOTS Of Pictures of Ponies

Whose little Souls they Love to keep).

A Heretofore Well Kept Secret Is That It Were

The Goddesses In Mutiny Who’d Snuck the Torch to Prometheus that Allowed Him to

Broker a New World Created from the Crevices of the Mountains Snaky Granite Shadow.

The ‘Ancien Regime’ was less ‘Regina’ than they’d liked.

And Upon this Being Found Out

By the Lords of the Hallowed Mountain,

The Ladies of the Anguished Lair

Were Voted

OUT

Of the

Upper Inner Chambers There

Containing the Youthful Fountain

& Their Positions Reduced

& Subjected to an Austerity Decidedly Bare

Below that of their Male Counterparts,

(As It Were) their POWER To Be FOREVER

Checked by the Same Deacons to whom they’d once genuflect,

Betrayed In

Their Quest To Aid

Their Promethean Care,

Women Whose Wounds their Vision Wrecked

As Beacons Whose Collective Billows Raised Him

Within the Boundaries

The

Seasons

Whose Soft

& Swollen Heaving Breasts & Honey Sweetened Milk

Gave Marrow to the

Iron Will of the One They Caressed

Until

He’d RE-NAME Himself ATLAS & Prove that Graves

Were Only

Superficial Stepping Stones to Further Pools of Reflection

& Another Barrel of Beer To Be Addressed Before

Future Stones are Paved to Bear the Offspring

Of His Peers.

An Atlas Without His Map

Is Reckless Without His Nap!

By this account, the Mischievous Maidens

Did Not So Much PASS THE TORCH to Prometheus

As Much As They

‘Passed The Torture’.

And HE would Bear the Brunt of a Collective Decision.

As Misplaced Men Often do who have Far More time

Available to them than Experience.

He’d be Taxed Exorbitantly

For Refusing to See things in Reductive terms of Black & White.

BUT,

He did not see himself as Chained to the Mountain.

He saw it that the Mountain was Being Carried by HIM.

The Mountain Needed the Rest & Prometheus Needed the Exercise.

Breaking CHAINS for him was EASY.

Breaking TIES was the More Vexing Task.

And as for the Moratorium Disenabling the Female Contingent of the Olympians,

Naturally Pandora Disassociated herself from the Whole Enterprise.

She did not Proffer Forth Her Power for Committees of Savage Barons to Curtail,

Nor Her Deeds Diced by being Demeaned & Discussed by Dukes & Feckless Earls.

(Neither is She Above using Alibis like the Rest Of Us

& Never Chews her Pearls, Nor Distinguishes Much between a ‘Ciuccio’*

& A Pacifist).

* ‘Ciuccio’: Italian Word For Baby Pacifier

If the Goddesses of the Rainbow Union had Not Yet Seen Themselves

Beyond the Veil of Predicament

Haggling Over their Dominance,

It is One Reason why Pandora Normally gave the Maidens of the Mountain enough Space

To Run into Themselves.

It is Hard to Awaken in Paradise when the Price of Pain is a Yawn.

LEGEND STATES That If A Lover Pleased Pandora,

She favored them with Eternal Life by turning them into Swans

To be Ever Attended by the Silver Ripples of her Moon Dipped lakes.

PANDORA Began to believe of the Goddesses

That Perpetual High Altitude Had Pickled Their Brains.

One thing she knew of them ALL,

For As Long As They Were Willing To Be Told Who They Were,

They Would Suffer the Consequences of Definitions Narrower

Than their Dignity Demanded.

A Mean Karma If Ever There Were.

She Could Take the Form of What Most Provoked her Imagination,

Wrath or Determination to Love.

To either Test or Arouse or All Of The Above.

She had once in a fury turned a lover into a FORTUNE COOKIE

Whereby She Undertook to Eating Him WHILE READING HIM BACK

TO HIMSELF!

The Ribbon Inside the Cookie read:

‘You Are A Fool & Will Be Turned Into A Condiment & Eaten.

THIS IS YOUR RECEIPT.’

And After having Been Told ONE TOO MANY TIMES by a Suitor that

She Was THE APPLE OF HIS EYE & all The Rest Of That Palaver,

She Turned him into A FROG &

Then Naturally Refused

To KISS HIM!

Perhaps To Amuse her Levitating Sense of Irony & Alleviate her Precarious Boredom,

While Also Daring the FROGMAN to be LESS ASLEEP in the Presence of his Own Dream.

Boring Her Might Be An Even Worse Crime Than Insulting Her.

Just Ask The Satyrs She Turned into Waiters

Whose Volcanic Conniptions Buried Men in Craters

For Not Immersing Her in the Full Depths of their Favors.

Though they WOULD Be Loathe in Forcing her

For Fear She’d Blunt Them Later,

Enforcing What Was Not Endorsing her

BEFORE They Hit their Nadir

& End Up Divorcing Her

(Before their Lawyers Pay her).

& With

Extra Charges As Per Receipts

When She Sheds A Dragon Slayer

According to What It Is Costing her

& The Measure of Her Conceits.

& While her Soul Sisters Search for

A Peace that’s Pending

She Turns Her Moods to Gravity Bending

To Siphon out the Goods.

& What does Not Digest,

She Devours As Fiber & Finger Foods.

Sitting in an Empty Room

With Her Legs Undressed,

Counting the Crows in the Groves

Preceding the Months of Harvest.

One Day Strolling The Promenade,

The Next One Hiding In Retrograde.

They STILL Talk About It In Backwoods Country &

Wherever DIANA

& Her Diaphanous Moonbeams Gather To Chat

When the Trees Cup

Their Leaves to Hold the

Mists of May’s Moist Arrival,

After April Has Left It At That.

& Pandora was Very Fond of DIANA.

She Allowed Diana to Unfold her Crescent Crowned Hair

& Bathe Them Upon Her Lakes & Streams

& Taught her that:

“The Greater Dragon Is Not the One Propelling You Towards Desire,

But the One Keeping You From its Fulfillment.”

Until we awaken,

“LIFE IS JUST A Journey Of Avoiding The Obvious.”

The Tides Empty ONLY So That Once WE Turn Our Backs

They Can Swiftly

Rush Back In.

LYING BEHIND

The Gleam of our Reverence for the Gods of the Hill

Is the Fact That They

Are Almost ALL A BUNCH OF BASTARDS To A Man.

Opportunistic,

Brazen,

Bullying & Vain.

Lucky Bronzed Brahmins Who Die In Their Sleep IF They Care to Die at All,

Men Who Never Make Amends while Collecting ‘Amen’s’ to Make OTHER

Men Break

The Vows that THEY in the Moonlight Take, then Curse & Never Speak Again,

For their Spirits & the Owl’s Sake.

THEN AGAIN,

This Makes All the Sense in the World;

Since Zeus had his Spoiled Sacred

Suckling’s Sowed by Quite More than a Few Fair Maidens & Sows,

Some Now Silent

In their Sleep

Who Can Therefore Never Again be Blamed

IF THE HOUSE OF GOD THEY SHAMED.

The Father Of Olympus Got Around.

By The Time His women Were Old Enough to Question him,

He was Smart Enough to Move on.

To him, A Woman Was Ripe Once She Caught Up to Him,

A Contrivance of Maturity that Not Even God Could Delay.

As Underrated as any Quality of Being God can be, the CONVENIENCE

Of being Able to Write The Laws As You Go Surely Must Be One.

Only COMFORT & Mischief Holds the Scepter in Equivalent Thrall.

THEY NEVER LIKED HORATIO !

(Because He Never Liked Fellatio

He Never Liked the Back & Forth

Would Only Mouth East to West

For What it’s Worth.

Say those who know it best

& The Waves They Surf

From the Tip of Heaven’s Yield

To the Moistened Mounds of

The Tacitly Trembling Earth).

And Those Who Scream it Best

Try Not to Cry Out the Answers,

Spoiling It for the Rest.

Sending Into Orbit A Hundred Hypothetical

Tongues Drying Out for A Hint

Of His Breath.

While the Days are Still Free

The Nights are Still Young

Too Adjacent to Twilight

To Resemble Death

In Case the Hangman’s Noose Is Hung.

Prometheus had learned the Hard Way that not ALL Damsels In Distress were looking to

Be Rescued from their Dragons. All it took was for him to be SUED by a damsel for

Her Covering Expenses for having Raised, Trained, Groomed & Fed a Dragon to her

Exacting Specifications ONLY to have some SHOWBOAT Armored Space Cowboy

On A White Winged Horse Show Up & SLAY HER BEAST

BEFORE the MONEY He Cost

Was Earned back.

This Damsel had CONTRACTS!

& Now What?

Prometheus in his earnest zeal had interrupted what was a PHOTO SESSION!

After he’d Killed what he Presumed to be her Nemesis & not Meal Ticket,

It had dawned on him like one of his own thunderbolts that she was a

Flaxen Maned Model

Advertising (Oh, I Get It NOW!), ‘A DAMSEL IN THIS DRESS’.

A Massive Payout Later, he was A Wiser Doughboy, if Less Leavened by Yeast.

It took him no time at all to consider that there were just some

Ladies Who Were Not Looking to be Patronized by being

‘Rescued by Anyone’.

They Knew How to Slay their Own Dragons when their Usefulness had been

Outlived.

It also took him no time at all to notice that the beatings he were taking from the Gods was slowly transferring the energy of Mount Olympus back into Prometheus. Point of Fact being that IF HE COULD Withstand the Kingdom’s Brutal Might, he might One Day be Strong Enough to Inherit it.

The Cost of Surviving Our Enemies is Becoming Them.

AND NATURALLY, UPON their realization of this themselves, it was too late,

Time was Closing In on them & Re-Atomizing the Molecular Structure of their Existence.

And as one might expect, ATLAS HAS A CHIP ON HIS SHOULDER THE SIZE OF THE WORLD

He carries while climbing like SISYPHUS kicking gravel back to the steeper realms & forests.

Then Again, Sisyphus himself would One Day Awaken to the Unassailable Fact that Pushing Stones up

Mountains that Already Have Sufficient Amounts of them Already in Abundance WAS Perhaps

Not the MOST Appropriate Use of One’s Time. He could have just as Easily Strategized Chasing

The Ladies &

It may be that Rolling A Stone UP A Mountain Only To Reach the Top & See It Fall

Might be Easier Yet to Achieve than Rolling A Woman Down One,

Only To See Her Leave.

Scheming Like Kissing Cousins While

Dreaming of Boys & Girls

Or Scaring the Horses,

Or Losing Their Voices While the Choir Rehearses

& The Harmonies Lose Course

On The Vicar’s Off Key Verses.

Oh the Lives of Dukes & Earls

(& The Perils of Too Many Nights

& Not Enough Carols

When the Olives are Bigger than the Barrels

Of The Martinis Vested In Flight Mid-Air

& Whose Livers Stay Large

Whether Dead or Alive

Or Whether On Number 4 or 5

When The Drink Is In Charge

& Debonair

& Whose Kidneys Start Cursing Those

Who Place Orders

But Won’t Reimburse

The Same Lips

That Are

Pursing

When the Pockets Are Reversed

The Coins Are Crossing Borders)!

PANDORA

Was The GEM Of ZEUS

So SHE TOOK To The SKIES

To Put to GREATER USE

The FIRE In Her EYES

TO Create Fewer FLAMES

OF ABUSE

& Fatal

BOXES of

Toxic SURPRISE

& More of the Stuff

That puts Meat on your Thighs

While The Ducks Are Full of Paradoxes

Too prudent to parody pride!

The Reason Was SIMPLE Why

PANDORA Was MEAN

For SHE Would NEVER BE PRINCESS

& Would ALWAYS Be QUEEN.

WITH NO TIME To COOL

HER DIAMOND Heels IN The GRAINS

Her SANDBOX In-between.

If ONCE Locked

In Her Box & Besotted Key

UPON DEPARTURE THEY ROCKED

Less Conventionally,

Their Cheeks more Blushed than Pocked.

Even The Lords of Forgotten Form,

Now Tenants & Riders On The Storm.

Who Had ALL The Answers,

As Long As You Didn’t Have Too Many Questions,

Too Many Haikus Beyond Their I.Q.’s

& Ticket Stubs As I.O.U.’s

To Confuse their Honorable Mentions.

They Keep their Medallions in the Same Cloudbursts

That Shelters their Best Intentions.

PEGASUS

Was GIFTED

HIS SPIRIT Was LIFTED

TO FOLLOW THE SUN

Wherever The EARTH

Wobbled

Or The MOON SHIFTED.

HE NEVER SIGHS,

In The Silver Lining Of The Cloud He Rides.

He Is Not Hiding,

But Shielding His Spurs From The Envy

Of Lightning

& Whose Bridle Inspires the Wind’s Recital

& Upon Immediate Sighting Cries:

“I’LL FIGHT THE DEVIL IF HE CROSSES THE LINE

& Trust That The Lords Will Pay My Fine”.

The Thing About The ‘Pearl Of Great Price’,

Is That FIRST You Have To Shuck It

Go Looking for It Twice

Before It Pays for The Sacrifice.

SPADES HAVE LITTLE TIME FOR QUEENS

Whose Tables Extend Beyond Their Means

QUEENS HAVE EVEN LESS TIME FOR SPADES

Whose Debts Are Incurred Before Their Fortunes

Are Made

Whose Fables Rule The Cracks of the Timeline In-Between,

Their Narratives Deferred

& Faded to Black

& Whose Conversations Are Written In Chalk,

To Separate What Is Real

From the Table Talk

Of the Pack,

Until the Rains Appeal

& Wash Out What Can Now

Only Be Seen

When the Hands Are Steady

The Mind Is Still.

As A Very Young GIRL

PANDORA Was ONCE ASKED

Swallow Her PRIDE.

& This SHE DID, After Which

FOLLOWING Many

Weeks Of ANGONIZING Pain,

SHE Gave Birth TO THE MOON!

THEY Pretty Much STOPPED Asking

Her To SWALLOW

THINGS

VERY Shortly AFTER THAT.

She Would Swallow Feathers in her Sleep

& Give Birth to Flamingos & Doves

By Morning.

They Snatched Away her Pillows

While She Learned to Balance

Her Head on Straw

Paved

& Tumbling Stones!

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Chapter 2: 'SPADES & QUEENS' (Dukes & Urls)

Chapter 3: ‘Pegasus & Food For Trout (The Cost vs. The Price)’

PROMETHEUS & PANDORA

Chapter 3: ‘Pegasus & Food For Trout

(The Cost vs. The Price)’

All Music Written, Produced, Arranged & Performed by Sananda Maitreya.

Recorded & Engineered by Matteo ‘Sergente’ Sandri

Mixed by Sananda & ‘Sergente’ at TreeHouse Studios, Milano

For TreeHouse Publishing.

All Writings by Sananda Maitreya.

Edited By W. Marmoset Yarn, Oscar Wow !, T.S. Idiot & W.B. Yikes !!!

& Lady Agnes Day

For TreeHouse Publishing &

‘Shoot First & Ask Christian Slater’ Productions.*

Special Thanks To The ‘Chasen Ketchenegger’ Council.

Dedicated To All Of My Counts, Dukes, Urls & Aztec Queens

(If You Know What I Mean) !

*No Very Large Men Carrying Tiny Hand Held Dogs Were Accosted

Or Threatened During The Recording Of This Project. We Behaved

Ourselves As Professionally As Possible Despite The Temptations

Otherwise Presented At Various Times Throughout.

It Must Further Be Acknowledged That We As Of Yet Have No

‘Official’ Interaction With Or Sanction From The Christian Slater

Organization

Except Through Empathy & What Tax Exemptions We Might

Possibly Claim Through Obfuscation & General Tomfoolery

& Skullduggery.

A Special Shout Out to Luther Means (& Luther Means Business !)

Victor Spoils.

And To ‘Nappy’ Leon, Dane Bramage, Oliver Boozer, Miles Togo & Annie Gettcher-Gunn

A Very Special Thanks To DJ Fontana & MC Escher !

We Also Thank The Church Of Abstract Physics for its

Adjacent Ephemeral Support.

And As Always A Very Special Thank You To My Heroes in the ‘STONES’,

Mick & Keith (As Well As Fred & Barney) & to ALL Of My Heroes Dead Or Alive.

Last But Not Least A Super Sized ‘Grazie’ to my Amazing Wife & Apologist

Francesca Francone Maitreya For Her Assistance Towards My Living

& To Maceo, Maria-Graziana, Andrea, Carlo, Margherita, Luciano & The Rest Of

Our TreeHouse Enablers.

May God Bless & Keep Us All !

‘Assisted Living’ Indeed.

PEGASUS & Food For Trout

“AS THE STORY UNFOLDS, SO DOES MY WINGS”-PEGASUS

“A HORSE DIVIDED AGAINST ITSELF CANNOT STAND”-

Abraham Bacon & Eggs.

…”Then What Do You Call A Quarter Horse If A Horse Cannot Be Divided?”

-Wild Bill Hiccups.

“Cannibalism Is Not A Subject That Consumes Me.

I’ve No Appetite For The Subject At All.”-

Francis Bacon-Omelette.

“Food Is A Great Appetite Suppressant”-

Chasen Ketchenegger.

“There Is No Power More Attractive To Thieves Than Power They Haven’t Earned”

- Peter Wheat-Straw, The Devil’s Son In Law.

Stay Tuned For ‘LIVE FROM WARSAW’

The NORTH vs. The SOUTH POLES !

Sponsored by The Midlothian ‘Tour’ Tree Promotion Society Lodge 203-

‘When You Make A Sound, We’ll Be Sure To Let Them Know For Miles Around”.

The Importance Of IRON In Our Diet Is That It Promotes Irony.

As Well As The Earnestness Of Being Important.

Irony Smoothes Out The Wrinkles In Our Minds.

“The ONLY Value Of Our Wars Abroad Is To Distract Us From The Substance Of The Wars

On Our Societies At Home.”- Loyal X. Patriot

“I Hit Him In The Face With Liquid Iron & It Knocked Him Out,

I Never Knew It Was So Strong”- Chasen Ketchenegger.

“Just Get Them All On The Boat”-Noah

‘ON ROUGH SEAS, ROCKING THE BOAT MAY JUST SAVE YOUR LIFE’

-Noah’s Cousin, ‘Throah Tantrum-Yoga’.

‘O COME ALL YE FAITHFUL (& Then Leave As Fast As Ye Can) !

‘AT SOME POINT IN THE STORY, THE PAGE MUST TURN

(OR We Can Just Skip The Narrative Altogether & Go Straight

To The Back Of The Book).’

‘You Can’t Judge A Book By Its Cover, But It IS A Good Place To Start

(Besides, What Kind Of Book Walks Around With Its Pages All Open & Exposed?)’.

“Pass The Torch? Are You Insane? This Is MY Torch !

How’s About I Pass You This Gassy Volcano Instead?”-

A Very Distracted & Farting Prometheus

“I Learned All Of My Best Moves While Dancing On Your Grave”-

A Very Pissed Pandora.

Madame Swan

Are You Feeling

In Your Swans Today

Are You On Your Lake

Feeling The Waves Of

Heartbreak ?

‘Madame Swan’-

The Author.

“I Only Fly To Free Up My View

& Take A Better Look At You.”-

Pegasus.

“Without Diligence & Love, Meanness Threatens To Overgrow Anything We Plant”.

-Prometheus & Pandora.

“Grazie Dio Mio”-

S.M.

Pegasus, Pegasus

Our Dear Peggy Sue

Wears Her Triumvirate

As Were She Given the Wings

To Bear it

Who Rides the Tail

Of a Fiery Wind

When the Bends in the

Straits can Air it

The Western Sun

Inherit

What The Eastern

Recommends.

What Prometheus

Promises,

Pandora Begins

From A Sea Foam Perch

Pours Out Her Cream

As But A Little

Food For Trout

The Fish Who Share Their Dream

Of Sirens, Sandcastles & Sauerkraut

Wild Somersaults On Growing Limbs

Walking Ashore When Their

Thoughts Run Out.

‘THE EYE THAT SEES ALL, SEES LESS THAN THE EYE THAT DREAMS’.

Pegasus, Pegasus

Where Did Ye Roam ?

I’m Exhausted & Deleted

Trust You To Find

Our Way Home.

Is that too Conceited ?

For sure Pisces Come To Pieces

When Not Known what the Thesis

Or Where the Police is.

When One Feels Defeated.

I’d Lay in the Cut,

But they’ve Cut out the Creases.

A Curtsey to the Clowns

The Town Unleashes

Courtesy of the

Lost & Found

A Pirouette for the Dames

Percy fixed the levels

& Evened Out the Game

Simon while Simple

Still looks Disheveled.

A Myth with the Resume

Assumed to be Edited by

Authors in the Stench

Of their Rooms.

Before the Evening’s Ticket

To ‘Salome’

& The Leather Loafers Pebbled,

No Laces To Align.

Overhearing An Echoes’ Claim

‘Cause What He Mutters is Still the Same

Each & Every Time.

(He is a Bother to his Own Mother though Not a ‘Nutter’

& There’s Only So Much We Can Assign

Of Blame,

So Pass the Peanut Butter

& Spill the Jam,

I Heard This From His Brother,

One Of Us Was Eating Ham & Cheese,

As The Other Deleted Spam,

Cursing In Chinese,

Wringing Both His Hands) !

So Bless Him While He Staggers In Another Man’s Shame

& Still Give Less Than A Damn

While the Rudder of his Boat

Against the Grecian Coral Slams

With Disapproving Notes Singing Out: “I AM”

Through the Croak of Accusing Throats,

Whose Appetites Lust For Fame.

Sometimes he calls his Boat A Ship,

But Only if his Friends are Hip

& Grow Their Own Smoke.

When Michael Rowed The Boat Ashore

We Thought It Was A Joke.

HE RAN AGROUND !

& So We Kicked Him Around

& Sent Him Back Home In

Jesus’ Name

Until The Words He Spoke

Matched The Frequency Of

The Way He Came &

All The Things He Wrote.

As Pegasus Unravels His Wings While his Nostrils Snort

A Jelly Roll To Soothe The Soul &

The Ley Lines that Establish his Imminent Domain

From Ceylon To ‘C’est La Vie’

Men Take Shelter While Their Heroes Takes Aim

& Thus The Extent Of My Report,

As Far As I Can See

The Purview Of My Purse & Pulse

Exceeding The Bounds of Verse

Or Else, Chasing Hunger To Make Things Worse

& Hiding the Things I Plunder.

My Father Was A Seventh Son Who Came Through

Unrehearsed,

Split by Lightning, Slapped by Thunder.

A Stevedore By Trade

& In His Spare Time,

Stevie Wonder

Flying Blind.

A Pygmy perhaps, a Native

Or Welsh

(A Man Skins A Pelt

While the Lone Fox Search)

FOR

The One Who Suggested That

‘Hugo Furst’,

Be The Priest In Charge

Of The Church.

Who Loosens His Belt

With A Spanish Lisp,

The Tentacles Of An Octopus

& The Testicles Of A Celt.

Enough to make the Ice Caps Melt.

While Choking out a Gasp,

& Tightening Up His Fist.

Pegasus Drank the Mead:

Others Fell Into Their Wells

At Their Chosen Speed.

Through The Fountains

Of The Abyss.

The Ink Stains My Wrist

(& A Much Shorter Poem

Once Threatened To Be

What THIS IS).

Though,

To Make A

Long Story Short

Always Costs A Few

Bitches,

All The Tantrums Thrown

To Keep The Editor In

Stitches.

“I’LL SEE YOU IN HELL, BUT IF YOU GET THERE BEFORE ME,

PLEASE BE PATIENT”.

Pandora Turned Men into

Gnomes

On the Lawn

If They Displeased Her,

Unlike the Lovers She Turned into Swans

Who then Floated like Foam

Upon the Ripples of Moonlight

The Lakes Call Home,

Where The Fawns

Presume

Their Leisure

Few of them reminded her of Rome

NONE Of Them Were Caesar.

Then Again If Left Too Long Alone,

It Takes Vesuvius To Appease Her.

“I LEARNED ALL MY BEST MOVES WHILE DANCING ON YOUR GRAVE”.

Prometheus Was

Prometheus &

No More Need Be Said.

Need More be Said, We’d

Be Dead, Just like

“If Marijuana Was Legal,

‘Weed’ All Be Free” !

Said ‘Said’ Whose Name

Is Wed To All The Stuff He Needs.

Though Lighting A Torch

On Sense Is Obviously

More Dangerous Than

Lighting A Spliff

Instead

Beneath

A Christmas Tree.

FIREWORKS !

But Still Must Take Days Off

Occasionally,

If Only To Take A Sniff.

Once The Elves Get Out

Of My Head &

I Leave My Bed

To Write Another Riff.

I Mean No Harm.

Though

As Close As I Am To

Security,

I Am Even Closer To

Alarm !!!!!!!!!

Pandora

Was Less Interested

In Her Curls

In the Other Girls

Than she was in

Transforming Poets,

Doves, Fragrant Dukes & Earls

From the Frozen Loins

Of Moonstone Tyrants

Of the Pirates

Whose Seed Gave Grit

To Oysters Tongue Tied

By the Size of their Pearls.

Their Errors Not Known

Only their Perils,

A Wince Of Eye

A Glimpse of Emerald

A Dash of Beryl.

Some Bounce Off The Glass

Some Smash Through To

Become Pharaohs

Whose Terrors are Always

Equal to their Tasks

Of Amending Their Wrath

Against Avenging Heralds.

Beneath the Daylight Stripes

The Masquerade Reduces to Ash

What Memory Fails to Wipe

While Cupid Takes Questions

Straightens Them Into

Arrows

Beneath The Sun Streaked Haze

Before Being Banished By A Left

To Right Swipe.

Pandora’s Palace Glimmers

Minus The Malice Of

The Simmering Irrationals Incomplete Gaze

Only A Sphinx Remembers

At Least As Most Days Go,

While She Fenestrate With Sheryl

On the Consequence of Love

Then Sailed We Both To The Isle Of Lesbos

(Isle Leave You To Wonder Whether

We Took Off From The West Coast).

I Hid In Her Womb When The Straits Were

Narrow,

When Scylla Would Of Charybdis

Boast.

(And Yes, I Do Know Who Scylla Is,

In Case You Thought I Cribbed This,

Just To Make A Toast).

Some Rebels Win Nobel’s For Lit

& Some Win First Prize Guessing

Foreign Smells By Sitting Next To It

Who Are No Less

Full, As Words Become Digital

Bit By Bit

& A Lost Language

To The Wise, Who Once Again

We May Surmise Are No Less

Full Of Shit

Too Stuffed To

See The Irony Between

The White Bread & The Breadth of Wit

That Spread like Sandstorms Across their Eyes,

Then Pulls The Wool Right Over It.

God Sustain The Rebels Who Take Stones

& Make Pebbles

& Takes A Hole In A Rock

& Calls It Home

With Only A Singing Bass

Stuck To A Plaque

& A Telecaster’s Treble

As A Little Of It Wobbles

While We Fade to Black

Where Beyond Locked Cobbled Walls

A Tree Silences Its Fables As It Falls

What’s the Point Of Wasting Sound

When Puget or People Are Not Around ?

Nor Able To Turn The Key Or Make

The Call To Share Around The Table

Some Of This Vision Came In My Sleep

The Rest I Got From Cable

Between Naps & Taking The Dog

Out For Air.

So Many New Breaths We Will Take

To Compensate For The Ones We Faked.

Then Roger I A Ginger Dame

& Dance Like Fred Astaire !

I Fancy A Twirl With A Reborn Queen

In The Loose Grab Of My Underwear.

Pegasus Parades In A Pork Pie Hat

In A Particular Manner That

Guarantees More Genial Waves

From Men Who Surf With Their

Hopes In Their Hands When Not

Resting In Their Graves.

As He Walks Through The Fair

His Pokey Eye Does Stare

He Tosses His Hair About

As If Apples Were In There

With all the Who’s & What’s

For The Wise, Though

None The Worse For Wear.

Halfway Between Bars,

YET

Caught Between the Dead &

Fixed Stars of Yeats,

Aligned to Illuminate Exactly Which

Comes First, Fading Starlight Or

Falling Rates.

& Their Effect On Future Wars.

An Analyst Debates The Masters

At Hand,

While Another Young Man

Masturbates.

Much Easier Said Than Done

On A Flat Earth Made

Of Spinning

Plates.

‘I AM NOT WHERE I AM & I AM NOT WHAT I WAS’.

Besides The Privileged personages of Prometheus & Pandora,

Very few people ever got to see Pegasus as a White Winged Horse.

He loved to masquerade as a Black Horse among the many forms this

Shape shifting beast could take to conceal his presence and blend in

Amongst the congregants of whatever pastures or fields he found his

Equine Embodiment Encased in.

He often when called upon, took brief human shape if an urgent message

Needed to be emphasized specifically to someone in the loving care of

Prometheus & Or Pandora, who honored those they favored with divine

Protection & various perks of pleasure.

Despite having literally taken wing as an infant pony on the wind of

Prometheus’ flute & despite the brilliant & radiant saddle of pearls

Made for him by Pandora as an extension of her affection & esteem,

Pegasus needed some ‘ME’ time, a few collected ‘Peggy Sue’ inner ‘I’

Moments, some time away from the demands of both

His creator Prometheus & the Woman who Once Rose from the Fresh Foam

Of the Sea,

With whom he shared his creation,

Both possessing him as passionate parents would a child.

Albeit a child with the heart of an Angel & the temperament of the Devil

At the Crossroads, while in the crosshairs of Saints.

Pegasus would simply take off at times without warning when sensing

That his presence would be more Decorative than Illuminative,

Into the depths of the Zooathalon, far beyond the graphic reach

Of any Zugebrian interference

& Fly to his favorite spot of all, at the foot of the great & grand

Mt.Meru,

The Mountain at the Center of the Universe, located

Upon Earth in a sacred convergence where the 4 eternal fountains

Flow out as the main rivers of the firmament, where Peaceful

Waters Flow, where Glad Is The Knight At Rest At Night &

Particularly where Pegasus can lay down wing,

Let go of the Wind Vexing Calculus in the Frontal Stratum of his Mentals

& Stretch his able & sufficient limbs

Across the grasses the hug the banks with the grip of the blessed

& serene, and where the famed Red Jaguar of magnificent maroon coat.

Would lap the sparkling dancing springs with the long tongue of a Frosted

Feline fulfilled.

Pegasus would hear sirens singing their morning songs to the sun,

And the owls taking messages from the moon, at risk only of being overheard

By the poets who sought solace in the silence of the surreal, at the foot of trees

That never seemed to end.

The Turtles would be Queried to Bequeath the Knowledge of their Ancient Ways

& He while there, would Welcome the Conversations from the TROUT who in particular

Slapped the rivers with the leaps of joy & imagination that only the rush

Of gushing waters at magical altitudes can compel.

One would even find, were they to go to this blessed Mountain,

The fabled Golden Rhinoceros, whose

Color is Pale Translucent Pink, but Whose Horns Are Made of the Purest Gold.

Pegasus, ‘Peggy Sue’ informally to his friends, considered this place

‘AVALON’. He could become an anonymous lizard here and patrol the

River’s bountiful edge in the arch efficient manner in which lizards measure their resources

& available options before embarking on a course of decision.

Their great ability to measure their Plumage as well as their Pluck

& to Act in Accordance with relevant data only without prejudice is the true source of our reverence

For their intelligence.

It Is Well Known Among Them that ADAPTABILITY is the first law of SURVIVAL.

There were indeed other times when Pegasus escaped to be with his close compadres

Who like he straddled the worlds between fiction, myth & whatever small truths the mind can handle,

When portions of the world are being kept from it,

The ‘Unicorns of Antarctica’, that closely guarded continent where many of the ‘extinct’

Species of the Earth Go To ‘Retire’ In Peace,

In That Secluded Heaven Beyond The Walls Of Ice Concealing, Preserving & Protecting It.

It pained him at times that he could at any hour get caught between the enormous

Cauldron of Storm & Stress that engulfed the matter that is Prometheus & Pandora,

Both as Impulsive as the Other was Wise, Both Otherwise Possessed of Quicksilver Minds,

& Even

Quicker Tongues & Both Mindful that Their Powers of Creation Came at A Price

Of Great Responsibility if not at Always for Them Too Great A Cost for Yield.

For there is always a COST versus the PRICE & All Things Measured by the Grand Pendulum of

Space/Time.

And yetter still, both capable of being riled to a state of deviant steam that could reduce the dawns

Of men’s dreams to ruin. To the rubble in the afterwain of a midnight bombers madness.

Although even they understood that the laws were the laws regardless of their levels of rank,

Which implied clearly that what one could not replace, one could not take without inducing

In the process the karmic burden of exchange.

Once granted the powers of creation, ZEUS & the Mother Of Olympus fully expected that

One had to incarnate into the worlds one created, in order to remain in balance with the foundation

Of what one has created. One is not encouraged to abandon worlds once initiated, UNLESS

Circumstances determine loudly otherwise. And the vanity of the Gods precludes the idea that being worshipped & adored is more desirable than being blinded, muted & cursed.

‘CRUCIAL TO UNDERSTANDING ALL, IS PRESUMING NOTHING’.

The history of man & his Gods are a bloody one indeed, and on BOTH sides of the fable’s skin.

More than a few Gods have been ejected from their solemn perches for having been abominations

To their flock, for having egregiously transgressed against the very souls granted life to advance.

Some Gods are sick fucks and have to be reined in.

And yet, despite, there are still Gods who sit atop mountains and sing into the clouds that will rain down upon their children as gradually they stop watching the clock & start looking at time instead.

Prometheus, Having Created the Very World whose Language we now Command

Was More than Capable despite his Historic Equanimity, of Punishment as a form

Of Instruction, as opposed to Abuse.

While sometimes Pandora could be as abusive as a viper because she damn well could.

She herself came through a childhood whose alphabet was formed to defeat her &

In whose letters the corners were burned by abuse,

Leaving around her memories, a sepia tinted blurring, a haze whose edges were parched

& crumbling, a fragment lost with every little portion touched.

The risk of remembering it was the risk of destroying it forever & losing it to the fading fog

That saddles the mind with riddles.

Her magnanimous bosom was legend, deep into the forests & dales, her Perception

& Authority coveted by even the thunderous hoofs of cloven beasts, brazen in their need to praise her & her fertile potions of life

saving chants riveting as accompanied the crickets evening rasp.

YET, get on her wrong side & things get UGLY.

As with women everywhere.

Even Prometheus knew far too well the perils awaiting the poor Populist or Pauline in the metropolis Who

Got between Pandora & Her Need to Wrap her Riveting Wrath in Writhing Ribbons of Blood.

It is bordering the ironic that sometimes Only A Woman can know by nature that there are times

When EVERYTHING needs to bleed.

‘IF WHAT WE KNEW WERE TRUE, WHAT WOULD BE THE POINT OF PURSUING LIFE FURTHER?’

Though a major point of contention between the lovers was Prometheus’ refusal to allow

Pandora to clone his horse, Pegasus divided his duties with them as best he could.

Prometheus had Created Pegasus from a Remnant of the Moon that he had Refashioned &

Shaped for Pandora & the Rest of her Brood & Tribes that her bosoms brought forth from the wilderness when he had been sentenced

By ZEUS to the Earth for his Supposed Transgressions Against the Other Gods of Mt.Olympus.

His disagreement with what he saw as their errant ways caused him much political fallout

& he was told in no uncertain terms by his father & rivals to ‘Get The Hell Out’.

Which was followed by an instantly urgent plea, abetted by Irony from HADES, The Lord Of HELL to ZEUS,

To “Keep That Bastard As Far Away From Me As Possible”,

for

NOTHING about REFORMERS does The Lord of Hell & Death have ANY Plausible Time for,

Nor much in the way of Generosity of Opinion.

And ONLY Out of respect for the fact that Prometheus was the Favorite Bastard Son of God

Was his Life Spared Once Settled away from the Unimpeachable Confines of the Lazy Paradise

That is Mt. Olympus.

Prometheus thought the other Gods had all gotten in essence FAT & ENTITLED, whether in mind,

Body OR Spirit & had become increasingly more of a problem than a solution.

He was raised to believe that the Role of the Gods were to Serve the Furtherance of the Needs of

What Has Been Created & Anointed with Breath & Animation,

That Gods were truly servants of MEN and not the other way assumed.

Naturally, the Other Fellow Immortals mainly thought him a militant threat to the program.

He had found Mercury (Hermes) to be his only real ally, besides Thor & the Goddesses they both held in mutual sway.

He found NEPTUNE unwilling to share his watery purview & as stated earlier, HELL WANTED

NO PART OF HIM.

And so while camped out atop a distant mountain in the area now known as the ATLAS

Mountains, Prometheus began crafting a great companion

To assist in the fulfillment of his Windy Sundry Ways & Swinging Saturday nights.

No matter how wide were the arches that framed his ardent love for his Pandora, he would be damned

If he allowed even ZEUS (but Especially Zeus) to take the blueprint of his most useful design

& turn it into a franchise.

So THERE WOULD BE NO CLONING OF PEGASUS.

Not for anyone.

Price was not the point.

COST was.

And what he cost was too emotional for a price to be affixed & adjourned.

If Heaven Wanted To Share The Idea, They Should Have Come Up With It.

The credit would have gone to someone else anyway, Prometheus knew that.

& ALL TOO WELL.

It was more that the politics of Mt.Olympus made it less a land of opportunity than a land of opportunists.

And She, Pandora of The Precious Pearls, who could craft men from mites could not allow herself to cross the threshold

Of trust between her & Prometheus & bypass courtesy and clone ‘Peggy Sue’

For Her Own Prodigious Advantages.

It was the ONE THING she was forced to share that she did not herself give for the CAUSE of sharing.

THIS annoyed her, but she WORKED with it.

There could in truth only ever be one Pegasus & it was clear that the soul of the original would

ALWAYS remain WITH the original pale pink white pony pressed from the punitive purse

& pulse of Prometheus’ posture while on the mountain plains.

PEGASUS knew intimately BOTH his master’s private predilections.

Pandora’s at times wild, provocative vindictiveness, shrewd cunning

& Her teeth grinding hatred for men in short nylon black socks with even shorter patience.

Any man who survived her in such a case

Would have been carrying his full weight

& THEN some in Sapphires.

She may at times RUN WITH THE WOLVES but most Certainly NOT In Birkenstocks.

This, a woman who when tired will just tilt the world in her favor so that what she needs

Rolls to her instead.

& Then there is Prometheus’ Irrational Fear of & Compulsion to Mock & Unjustly Attack

Very Large Men

In Tight Loafers

With

Tiny Hand Held Dogs

That They Have To Carry.

Made much more poignant if they are wearing suede loafers which ties into a past narrative far too Deep

For All But the Brave

Known only to HE WHO BEARS THE TORCH OF THE WORLD,

& Yet Whose Hands Burn

Less Often than the Eternal Flame of his Heart Does.

And all THIS From A Man Who Runs With Lions For Literature & Reshapes Planets

So That Seahorses May Stretch their Minds to become Men & where Mermaids

Write songs that Sailors Send Back home to the Shorelines hugging the Silver Coasts.

This from a God not unknown to say to his favorite horse,

“Here, Hold My Thunderbolt For A Second” while Ducking for Cloud Cover.

& Who would Brood more than a Mare while Attending his Horse Stables

In Corsica & Sardinia, Lands of Enchantment &

2 of his Favorite Posts of Retreat.

For Pandora, Pegasus Could Be A Fire Breathing Dragon If Required.

For Prometheus He Could Materialize The Format Of A Whale To

Attain for His Prometheus, Some Sub Aquatic Decompression Away

From the Prying Eyes Of the Sea, WHICH SEES ALL.

All The Regular Fixtures On The Time Scale Mixtures !

(And what doesn’t develop still remains as pictures).

Do Not Check Scriptures, but Listen to the Waves

When

They Blow their Lectures before Moving On

The Other Sectors the Spinning Matrix Gives.

Though None the Equal of the Neckline of the Swan

Where all my Questions Live.

For Pegasus it would always feel from time to time like a mild case of joint custody.

The only thing it seemed right to do was to love and serve both as he himself was loved

And served by them in return. That it was also expedient to develop ONE CHARACTER

BUT 2 MINDS, also felt like the only viable way time could be induced to flow without

Going in too many directions at once, which anyway happens to an undisciplined nature.

Sometimes when Peggy Sue was at Mt. Meru,

He became a fish, jumping eagerly into the wild rustling

Rivers & become as one with the Schools of Fish Matriculating in the area. It was once while swimming with them

That he learned the hard fast lesson that

ONCE YOU START SWIMMING WITH A SCHOOL

OF FISH, YOU WILL ALWAYS BE SWIMMING WITH A SCHOOL OF FISH,

Because when YOU Drop Out, THEY Drop Out TOO !

& WHEN YOU CUT CLASS, THOSE BITCHES ARE ALSO THERE, waiting to see what you’ll do next.

(Though true to most forms of nature, When You SCREW Up You Are On Your Own, & in this fish are just as fickle as our false friends).

When YOU decide to bail, to split, to vamoose, to exit stage right, to Audi 5000,

The Fish revaporize back into the solemn columns of purposeful intent known only to their own swimming circles.

You may eventually leave them behind but never from your soul will they detach.

He loved NOT being a fish

Except when he loved being a fish.

And he saw it as a Great Blessing to be Able to Convene Moon Washed Evenings

With the TROUT that always gave him a lot more perspective than he was in possession of when he came.

And THIS is WHY he came.

TO GRAZE among his close companions.

It were after all Trout Logic that gave him his perspective that ‘IT AINT WHAT YOU THINK

IT IS, BUT IT IS WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE’.

Naturally, to the uninitiated, Trout Logic makes NO SENSE AT ALL.

You finally really get it when it

STOPS MAKING SENSE.

A Fish Eye Sees as only a Fish High Seas

& This is why Shanghai is low when it isn’t.

The Trout & Pegasus Understand This,

While the Salmon are Too Busy Fighting Things As They Are

& Beating themselves up for being contrarian.

After all THERE IS A DIFFERENCE between going against the TIDE

& Going against the GRAIN, though it best be left to a Carpenter

& A Fisherman to parse where the paradox lies between the one

& The Other.

Our far flown Pegasus possessed unlimited capacity for a flying horse but he wasn’t a Trout,

And therefore couldn’t know everything, though that fact never really stopped a horse from ‘surmising’, which could be surprising without realizing.

He was also ‘schooled’ from time to time by his good piscatorial mates, ‘Salmon Dave’ &

His Singing Duo Companion ‘Salmon Ella’, also a doctor.

Told that she bore a vocal resemblance to Ella Fitzgerald, she fashioned herself accordingly.

And perhaps not coincidentally,

She was also a very good acquaintance of our favorite Pink

Elephant, ‘Elephants Gerald’, who also sings.

But don’t ask him to sing ‘scales’ because he will assume that you are making reference to his weight.

Which he remains a bit sensitive about, despite all of the self help books & the close embrace of his friends.

Yet, he still fears BEING TAKEN TO TUSK FOR HIS WEIGHT.

Too many ‘tsk’ ‘tsks’ can task the taxes on a tusk.

But an elephant in a tux should certainly be no cause for alarm !!!!!

Meanwhile ‘Salmon Ella’ spent as much time on her vocal scales as her fish scales, which needed the necessary maintenance & attention to remain at the level to which she aspired to attain.

And every time she let go of a few scales, she shed a few pounds.

Oh the life of those who swim against the brine & breach !

The Pressures on the Gods & their Beasts of Burden were Outsized to Mythic Proportions

& In These Times of Escape, ‘Peggy Sue’ Found Paradise No More Suitable to Her Tailored

Measures than He did when sat down upon these Celestial Banks,

‘Banging At The Border With The Rest Of The Ranks’,

& Letting it all just duly fade with the mists that

Mount the Fog as A Twilight Mass Melts into the Encroaching Morning Meadows.

When needed by Prometheus or Pandora, the Gender Changeable Stallion would be called

Forth From their Minds.

They would both understand that

Their winged chaperone would return upon the time it did & not a moment sooner.

It would occur that often Pandora needed Pegasus to be a gender more in sync with her own.

While Sometimes it were Imperative that Prometheus be Accompanied by more Male Prerogative

& Primordial Pulse.

& Life being but a HOLOGRAM controlled by Will & Light, the spirit that was the enduring Pegasus

Found it no vexation or sweat to alter his subtle energy field and become what his Lords requested

When the right moment found its aim.

Male Or Female, He Was All Warrior, & never a question besides Arose that didn’t come with A Rose Attached.

It was An Even Given that the Fair Canter of Time would return,

For PEGASUS Always Returned In Time,

In order to make his Renewal Available for the Purposes Put Paid to by his 2 Co-Workers In The Destiny’s Fields, Prometheus & Pandora & the Ever Expanding & Ongoing Work of Ushering the Children Beloved of their Endorsers and Moving their Prerogatives Forward.

You know what it’s like,

What Some Cows Do.

Some Cows Rue.

Others just Moo

& Some

Come Undone

BEFORE

They Become Glue

Which is to say;

I LOVE YOU TOO !

I Leave You Now To Empty the Zoo

The Night May Have A Thousand Eyes

But None Of Them Look Straight At You.

So Says Pegasus

With Sprinkled Oregano

For Emphasis

While Flapping About

Hovering Above

Where Memphis Is.

FISH MUST FEED

The Flutist Must Flout

The Poet’s Must Po

& Pied Pipers Really DO

LOVE PIE.

Take This FOOD FOR TROUT

Szechuan Ducks &

A Half Dozen Of The Other

A Pocketful Of Rye,

A Handful of Seeds.

Before PEGASUS Returns

To Gather The Smoke & Shadows

That

Frame His Night Sky Silhouette

Upon the Pale Horizon For The Compass

To Read Before The Dawn Has Set

Before the Harvest Cancels Out the Debt.

& Diminishes What We Need.

‘NOAH, JUST GET THEM ON THE BOAT !’

To NOAH, a servant of the Lord had no business being concerned with wearing whatever mask, playing whatever role it took, to get the ANIMALS ON THE BOAT.

His mandate was simple & clear, whatever it takes, JUST GET THEM ON THE BOAT.

If it takes persuasion, so be it. If coercion, so be it again, & if it takes another cheap pun,

“So Be It Union !”.

No Problem.

Angel Wings & Halos, Devil’s Horns & Pitchfork, WHO CARES !

Leave ALL EGO ASIDE about how one PREFERS to be seen

& JUST GET THEM ON THE BOAT.

Though Noah DID Feel that his butt looked less fat in the Devil’s Costume.

Fears & Prejudices are challenges to overcome. Face it, some animals are not necessarily the high mark of hygiene & by propensity the better groomed animals tend to be unpredictable & mean, while a lot of energy has to go into providing security for the CUTE

CUDDLY Teddy Bear Animal Types whose adorability factor extends our tolerance towards even those animals we find offensive.

NOAH understood that he were allowed to process his prejudices like the rest but that HIS POSITION left him precious little room to exercise them. He knew that in any event, any issues he might encounter with any of the other beasts could be resolved by the end of the journey ahead, because the DRY LAND HEALS A LOT OF TEARS, and buries it whispers in the sands.

All things are understood in time As ALL THINGS REVEAL THEMSELVES IN THE LIGHT OF THEIR OWN HOURS.

& All Dissonance Seeks Harmonic Convergence As It Passes Through Its Apology While It Clashes.

Since NOAH knew well that he himself did not create the animals in his charge, he knew better than to take too seriously his judgments of them, as ignorance rules best from a closed throne & when the mind is shut, so is the path to logic.

& He Loved His God Faithfully The Extent To Which His Imagination & Faith Allowed.

Besides the safety of his family, all that mattered to the mighty Noah was the safe passage of the carne of his vessel.

He grew to appreciate how much observing each of them taught him about the general nature of life itself & the great abiding connection we all share as sentient beings.

AND ALL LIFE IS SENTIENT, Only Ignorance & Bias Suggest Otherwise.

So Noah learned not to judge the beasts based on his own limited perceptions of a world he knew not of Except Through Them.

& For him, IF IN DOUBT it was always simply a matter of processing his impressions &

Determining whether he HAD SMOKED TOO MUCH OR NOT ENOUGH.

JUST GET THE ANIMALS ON THE BOAT !

There was no ambiguity in his instructions.

If the Zoo were disorderly, he would distract them all with COMMON CAUSE.

To take their Attention Away from their Differences & Onto their Mutual Need to Survive

Those Same Differences.

His God would take care of the rest, Once the Mud Returned to Greet their Footing & the Flowering of the Flowing Seeds Upon The Fertile Valley Awaiting.

“ON ROUGH SEAS, ROCKING THE BOAT MAY JUST SAVE YOUR LIFE”-NOAH.

Michael rowed the BOAT ASHORE

HALLELUJAH !

THEN WE SHOT HIM.

He Should Have Come In A Bigger Boat

He Should Have Had More Men.

All He Came With Was ‘Amen’

So We Stripped Him ‘Til He Looked

Like Ramen

Then

Beat Him Some More Again

(Not At All Uncommon).

Then We Broke Eggs & Bread

Cooked Our Omelette’s On Him,

While Contemplating Our Sins.

Jamming with the Kilometers Crumbling,

Sipping On A Pimm’s

& Gripping The Grin That Grabs

My Gripe While Stumbling &

Stretching Out His

Limbs.

Michael Has Not Been Here For Awhile.

We Didn’t Break His Spirit,

We Weren’t Allowed To Get Near It

But We Certainly Broke His Smile

One Man’s Torment

Another Man’s Style

For As Long As He Will Bear It.

So Again,

I Offer This

‘FOOD FOR TROUT’

Before The Wingman Pulls

His Barrels Out.

LAST WORD ?

Prometheus &

Web Mistress In Bed

His Parallel Thrust Defending

His Manhood Inducing Her

Ecstatic Cries:

“Oh My God, I’m Trending” !!!

Sananda Maitreya

Milano - Italy

December 2016.

( Some Rights Less Reserved

After A Few Drinks & Cuddles ).

Chapter 4: ‘Songs From The Sugar Plum Pharaohs (& Other Nymphology)’

ROMETHEUS & PANDORA

Chapter 4:

‘Songs From The Sugar Plum Pharaohs (& Other Nymphology)’

Prometheus & Pandora

Answer the PROUST Questionnaire

From ‘Insanity Bare’ Magazine !

- WHAT IS YOUR IDEA OF PERFECT HAPPINESS?

Prometheus: Perfect Happiness is for Dimwits. I will be happy when all is done, meanwhile, smoking a pleasant blend & working comes close.

Pandora: Being experienced but not yet seen. To be invisible is to be indivisible & only by being ‘felt’ can one truly be ‘seen’.

- WHAT IS YOUR GREATEST FEAR?

Prometheus: ATLAS losing his mind. Can YOU imagine an ATLAS with Alzheimer’s?

Even more, I am embarrassed to say that I retain an irrational fear of large portly men of the type who wear loafers & carry small tiny hand held dogs around. I am not as of yet certain from whence this fear stems. But it is genuine & real.

Other than that I have no particular fear of Hollywood Agents & Executive types ‘Per Se’,

While some of my best friends are in the Music Business!

I HAVE ALWAYS HAD a sense that if I missed out on a RUNNING JOKE the comics would run off with my world.

Pandora: People rediscovering that the world is ‘round’ but not a globe.

It would place in jeopardy several of my most useful enterprises.

I am also fearful of the prospects of losing my copyrights on the MOON that Prometheus designed especially for my tribes & me. With the Zugebrian Time Lords, NOTHING is sacred & an attack is always immanent. ANY human intellectual or spiritual progress is seen by them as betrayal & possibly punishable by death.

- WHICH HISTORICAL FIGURE DO YOU MOST IDENTIFY WITH?

Prometheus: Myself. I did not get to be Prometheus by identifying too heavily with other moody & sullen bitches.

I were also quite fond of Napoleon.

“I Knew Napoleon When His Hair Was Nappy,

We Only Called Him ‘Leon’ To Make His Mama Happy”.

Though his hair was never quite as nappy as Beethoven’s, his ATTITUDE was.

Pandora: Lady Godiva. I told her to put some clothes on but she rightfully said to me, “Who’s Going To Remember Me With My Knickers On?”

Maybe SAMSON. What he managed to accomplish AFTER I cut his hair as Delilah was nothing short of extraordinary. It in fact inspired Prometheus to elevate him to God status. I am just very happy that my temper was not aroused to the point where I was forced to cut off his balls.

- WHAT IS THE TRAIT YOU MOST DEPLORE IN YOURSELF?

Prometheus: MY ANGER.

It has destroyed entire worlds & has even relocated a tribe or 3.

It is one of the very few creative energies that are often beyond even my control.

Pandora: My Vanity. With it I am weaker. Without it I could never Pandora be. I have less control of it, than it has of me. AND my Memory. The world & I remember far too much & for far too long.

- WHAT IS THE TRAIT YOU MOST ‘DEPLORE’ IN OTHERS?

Prometheus: Dying. It is just so rude.

And whatever trait it is that makes people believe that OTHERS have THEIR answers.

The crucial difference between Gods & Men is NOT that the Gods have more ANSWERS than men but fewer QUESTIONS to distract them.

Answers are endless and you can spend the rest of eternity looking for them, the elusive buggers.

Walk away from chasing answers and all that is left is time.

Pandora: A noticeable lack of IRONY & Whatever it is of the self loathing that makes people abuse Children & Animals.

- WHAT IS YOUR GREATEST EXTRAVAGENCE?

Prometheus: The Solar System. I couldn’t help myself, I got carried away a bit.

Pandora: Ruby Bridles & Fresh Pearl Saddles For Pegasus. And dressing the shores of all my lakes

With my array of magnificent swans.

- WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE JOURNEY?

Prometheus: From the beginning seed of an idea, to its germination and completion. And speaking of Germination, I want to reassure my love for the ‘Austrianation’ also. I love ALL my nations all over the wide fruited plains!

Pandora: Riding aback Pegasus, visiting my mother in Paradise. It is an awesome, breathtaking journey, the world & the heavens seen in all of their tangible glory!

I am also partial to the journey that transpires upon me entering your mind and wending my way towards your heart.

- WHAT DO YOU CONSIDER THE MOST OVER-RATED VIRTUE?

Prometheus: Obedience. If you have to teach it, you haven’t earned it.

And ‘Courage’, only cowards care about courage.

Pandora: Introspection. It almost never turns out well does it?

- ON WHAT OCCASION DO YOU LIE?

Prometheus: To the other Goddesses right before Pandora comes over. She is not one for being confined by ‘schedules’ if you know what I mean, and Yes, she DOES pronounce it “Shedules’ like other prominent Anglo elocutionists & their apologists are apt.

I am also prone to a little white lie or 2 if it nets me a gift basket. I have a weakness for gift baskets.

I gave you the WORLD itself. Is a little old gift basket a bit too much to expect as a bit of gratitude?

Pandora: To the other Goddesses before Prometheus comes over. He prefers arriving to a certain ambiance programmed to accommodate his illusions as it concerns OUR affair if you follow me. I love him, so I protect him. And he is always a bit embarrassed when he runs into one of his other bitches in my lair with her hair undone & her gasping within the confines of her cleavage, clasps & cups.

And I am never above lying for a good CREAM. A great moisturizer is certainly worth a little old harmless lie.

- WHAT DO YOU MOST DISLIKE ABOUT YOUR APPEARANCE?

Prometheus: This chameleonic thing of mine. My complexion never quite stabilizes.

For whatever someone calls me, I become.

Pandora: My tits are too big! But I am expected to ‘feed the world’ (blah, blah, blah). Imagine if I hadn’t already given half of it to my good friend Dolly Parton! I should have been named at birth ‘Pandora Goetzer-Titzout’!

It took me a while to train my swans not to nibble on them as after meal treats.

Then again, it isn’t so bad that Prometheus goes mad for them, LOVES them,

Which is quite endearing considering he isn’t even Jewish.

(Although he DOES joke that his penis IS)!

- WHICH LIVING PERSON DO YOU MOST DESPISE?

Prometheus: Living people cannot handle me despising them as whom I despise ceases to exist.

Pandora: Honey, I didn’t get to be thousands of years old by hanging on to those lower emotions for longer than I need to examine them. Now THAT was my Public Relations answer. If I despise anyone, I simply make them fall in love with me or one my maidens & ruin the plans they had for their lives. It never fails to work.

- WHICH WORDS OR PHRASES DO YOU MOST OVERUSE?

Prometheus: “Well I’ll be a Monkeys Uncle (but wait a second, I think I AM)!”

“Fuck ‘Em, How’s That?”,

“Yes, it IS Miraculous But Can It Be Monetized?”,

‘Oh My Crystal Methuselah!’,

‘LOOK, A FISH OUT OF ORDER’,

‘FEAR IS THE ADVENTURE’,

‘Shoot First & Ask Christian Slater’,

& ‘It Ain’t’ What You THINK It Is But It IS What It Looks Like”.

I also have a sign on the door of my office that reads:

‘IF I’M NOT WITH MOLLY, I’M WITH HOLLY OR POLLY

SO UNLESS YOU’RE THEIR UNCLE CHOLLY, OR CASTING

‘HELLO DOLLY’, KNOCKING ON THIS DOOR IS BAD FORM

& SHEER FOLLY’.

Pandora: ‘Anthropology’. As in “Your Mother Is SO OLD, She Only Feels Comfortable Dating Anthropologists. And ‘Archeology’ for much the same reason. And I probably abuse the phrase “Wait, I Did WHAT?”, a few too many times after awakening with a hangover.

I have been guilty more than a time or two for saying the old cliché:

“It Is Not Nice To Fool Mother Nature”, followed naturally by a well aimed thunderbolt or 2.

I USED to say “Let Them Eat Gluten Free Rice Cakes”, but I have mellowed a bit since.

Another one I use often is “Give It A Rest Honey, Even Yoko Would Say ‘O No’!”

And Prometheus gets a kick when I turn around and ask him, “Was That YOU, OR One Of My Volcanoes?” He knows that I once had a pretty intense affair with VESUVIUS.

Perhaps my MOST overused phrase is: ‘Payback Is Expensive, But The Price Of Justice Is Always Fair’.

Prometheus had to ask me to refrain from saying ‘Leaping Lizards’ because every time I did, a few more dinosaurs became extinct.

- WHAT IS YOUR GREATEST REGRET?

Prometheus: My Greatest Regret Is Grading The Egrets!

I might’ve given them a higher score.

Earth Shoes & Polyester Leisure Suits ?

And Failing to remind Noah to get the Unicorns On The Boat. Their places were taken up by the ‘Wooly Mammoths’ & where are those rascals now?

Pandora never forgave me for losing her Unicorns to the ravages of the flood. In exchange for fat furry pachyderms with a penchant for disappearing when the hard work was needed after the flood.

On a more positive note, the ‘Pachyderm-atologist’ made a fortune on the boat.

He even cured a mild skin rash that I had developed helping the animals aboard the ark.

Some of those bitches were feisty.

Pandora: Failing to convince Jesus that his ability to turn water into wine would make distracted alcoholics of his disciples. Did he listen? THEY NEVER LISTEN!

I always knew a few of those guys were suspect.

And I deeply regret not having come up with a ‘Cure for the Incurable Disease of Youth’.

Youth is an age of great discomfort & discombobulating desperados & It seems that surviving it is the only remedy.

And more than anything, I regret SOME OF THE THINGS THAT FELL FROM MY BOX,

INCLUDING REGRET ITSELF.

- WHAT OR WHO IS THE GREATEST LOVE OF YOUR LIFE?

Prometheus: Pandora. She slays me but she is the little death I must have daily.

Pandora: Pegasus. As for Prometheus, when he is a man, he is not quite enough but when he is a God, he is far too much. What’s a girl to do?

- WHEN & WHERE WERE YOU HAPPIEST?

Prometheus: At the dawn of Earth’s primordial sunrise. Its kind of been downhill after that.

And URANUS after midnight is a pretty safe bet. More comfortable than one might imagine.

Though somehow for most, it seems that getting IN is not quite as simple as getting OUT.

There is a pretty long waiting list to get in.

Pandora: Perhaps several minutes before you came?

Or Maybe With My Company of Swans on one of my many Lovely Moon Dipped Lakes. They bring out the BEST in me while Prometheus brings out the BEAST.

- WHICH TALENT WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO HAVE?

Prometheus: The talent for forgetting.

What was the question again?

I would also like the ability to walk on water. It’s tough, although I am quite proud to say that I HAVE mastered the talent of skating quite comfortably on very, very thin ice.

The trick is in the ankles, Achilles taught me that.

I am also very adept at the rapidly vanishing discipline of ‘ADULT BURPING’.

Pandora: Forgiving. I am not very forgiving when crossed.

More practically, SWIMMING. With these humongous fun bags that are my ‘breasticles’ I hover & float more than swim, in fact, if I perchance to burp while in the water, it jet-skis me around the pond like a catamaran with an air leak.

- WHAT IS YOUR CURRENT STATE OF MIND?

Prometheus: Boiling in its constant roil to even out my toil.

Like a beaver, holding back the waters while tamping down the soil.

Pandora: Very New York & Quite Billy Joel.

Although much better than the time I told off a CYCLOPS & hurt his feelings for looking at me funny before I realized that he was, well…A Cyclops, poor thing.

- IF YOU COULD CHANGE ONE THING ABOUT YOURSELF WHAT WOULD IT BE?

Prometheus: My Immortality. It is vastly overrated while Mortality is vastly underappreciated.

Pandora: I would become a person more forgiving of all conquering world heroes WHO LOSE MY UNICORNS TO A FLOOD HE KNEW IN ADVANCE WAS COMING, THAT is what I would change. The Unicorns were a gift to me from my mother to keep me company on this wretched pile of rocks called ‘Earth’. Even the Swans refused to speak to me for a while after the flood waters receded & the planet rebooted with everything BUT Unicorns.

- IF YOU COULD CHANGE ONE THING ABOUT YOUR FAMILY WHAT WOULD IT BE?

Prometheus: That my twin brother ‘Prosemetheus’ would stop stealing all my best lines.

Pandora: My family.

I was abandoned to my powers much too early.

- WHAT DO YOU CONSIDER YOUR GREATEST ACHIEVEMENT?

Prometheus: You mean, AFTER creating the Earth, the Sun & the Moon?

Maybe creating Marijuana, though after that my memory blurs a bit.

Pandora: Convincing Prometheus to share Pegasus with me, our joint custody if you will.

And convincing the RAINBOW that it would look even more appealing as a simple curve.

It was shaped like a pretzel before.

- IF YOU WERE TO DIE AND COME BACK AS A PERSON OR THING, WHAT DO YOU THINK IT WOULD BE?

Prometheus: Warren Beatty’s penis !

Pandora: Pegasus, as free as the winds she rides. I have too much responsibility and never enough time.

As for Prometheus’ answer, please forgive him. He is one of those ‘Penis Mightier Than The Sword’ types. They are harmless, the lot of them. And far more ‘punning’ than cunning.

- IF YOU COULD CHOOSE WHAT TO COME BACK AS, WHAT WOULD IT BE?

Prometheus: The SPHINX.

What a gig! And what does he do?

YOU TELL ME!

And STILL somehow it is a legend.

Pandora: I would come back as NOAH’S ARK so that I could have remembered to ask myself

“Hey, Where Are The ‘Effin Unicorns?” You know what I mean, How do you misplace only the most amazing creatures ever? Men are such idiots.

Concur with me & afterwards be well lunched!

- WHAT IS YOUR MOST TREASURED POSSESSION?

Prometheus: The SUNDIAL that the Queens of Heaven gave me when I left,

& The KNOWLEDGE that I stood up to both GOD AND LUCIFER and did what I HAD TO DO to keep MINE together as I needed it to be. This knowledge became a tree in whose branches I have built a home & the foundation of my kingdom here on God’s pleasant green.

Pandora: My Soul. It is the great pearl of time, the PEARL OF GREAT PRICE.

It animates & informs all that I love and am moved by.

Without it, I am just another bitter old witch, too hateful to be loved, too passionate to be tamed.

- WHAT DO YOU REGARD AS THE LOWEST DEPTHS OF MISERY?

Prometheus: Answering to & living by laws that I did not myself create.

It is why I am not welcome in either Heaven Nor Hell.

It Is Their Loss.

But to be the ‘Lord Of The Middlegrounds’ was not quite the measure of my original dream.

Pandora: Running out of chocolates before running out of wine & Proust!

I do not allow myself to go TOO deep into misery. Just enough to appreciate

Why I am HERE and not THERE.

Misery is not my zip code & it isn’t good for my pores.

- WHERE WOULD YOU LIKE TO LIVE?

Prometheus: In A State Of ENNUI or Suspended Animation.

Pandora: Venus. I have estates there, but THIS world needs me more. And DUTY is my middle name. but don’t tell Prometheus, he thinks it’s ‘Judy’.

Meanwhile, I am very happy here in Madagascar,

When I’m not in St. Louis.

- WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE OCCUPATION?

Prometheus: A Rock Star. It Rocks!

(Though I make my money from Real Estate & my Oil & Gas leases).

Pandora: A STRIPPER. I’ve invented & inspired whole systems of thought, customs & religions & myself created entire worlds, yet somehow, it still ain’t a party until I get my tits out.

Wait, on second thought, A Pizza Chef. Nobody doesn’t like a good Pizza. I invented pizza by the way, right after I invented chocolate cake, diet pills & birth control.

- WHAT IS YOUR MOST MARKED CHARACTERISTIC?

Prometheus: My special ‘Tarzan’ yell right before Pleasing Plummy Pandora’s Peach!

Pandora: My ‘Speech’. (:-)) As Prometheus likes to cryptically call it.

‘Spandora’s Speech’ he says, the silly bugger.

He claims to be in love with what he regards as my ‘sexy Spanish lisp’,

(Which I may have picked up during my years of exile in Lisbon, when I first told him I was a ‘THESPIAN’, he thought I was just a Lesbian with a Lisp).

That & naturally MY LEGENDARY MAGIC,

Which is BLACK OR WHITE depending on who YOU are.

- WHAT IS THE QUALITY YOU MOST LIKE IN A MAN?

Prometheus: Fidelity to the just causes of manhood.

Pandora: Not being a pussy.

Whatever happened to Valor, did it get mixed up with ‘Velour’?

It is a fabric nonetheless not stretched enough.

And being able to open the pickle jar without a smug smirk or the need for applause.

They deliberately make jars difficult for women to open, it’s a conspiracy.

It is why we love things that can be squeezed from tubes.

- WHAT IS THE QUALITY YOU MOST LIKE IN A WOMAN?

Prometheus: Complete, unmitigated and unquestioned adoration.

From the top down and from east to west.

Pandora: A JOY in being a Woman And ALL THAT IT MEANS & not just the same sense of victimization that keeps my brigades attached to ‘Movements’ instead of ‘Evolution’, which to be effective is always a personal process.

To BE A Victim may be a Consequence of CIRCUMSTANCE but to IDENTIFY as A Victim is a Choice, and not always a kind one.

- WHAT DO YOU MOST VALUE IN YOUR FRIENDS?

Prometheus: The values that they place back into the world.

That and being able & willing to hide my stash at a moments notice….

Pandora: Their ability to keep my trust. If one cannot trust one’s friends, what need does one have of them? Better to chop off their heads and put all doubts to bed. Mind you, I didn’t get to become and remain Pandora by being sentimental. Prometheus is in fact the more sentimental of us two.

I cannot afford to be, I have a planet to keep the wolves from tearing apart.

- WHO ARE YOUR FAVORITE WRITERS?

Prometheus: Moses. He kept it simple, though he might have been an even better editor than a writer.

Neither was he a bad lawyer come to think of it.

And Dr. Seuss, who kept it real. And I have long admired ‘ISOSCELES’, who condensed his entire philosophy into a TRIANGLE.

I will always be both partial & indebted to the great GOETHE.

Pandora: Edna St Vincent Millay, William Butler Yeats, Christina Rossetti, Elizabeth Barret-Browning, Derek Wolcott, Emily Dickenson, Shakespeare, James Baldwin, Gore Vidal, The Bronte Sisters, Sappho, Eudora Welty, Toni Morrison, Maya Angelou, Joni Mitchell & Phillip K. Dick.

And all of the contributors to the KAMA SUTRA.

- WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE HERO OF FICTION?

Prometheus: The Duke of Earl, a most harmonious & agreeable fellow.

I would say CAPTAIN AMERICA, even though he tries to get away with using his ‘fictional’ status to get out of paying his taxes & gambling debts.

But Fiction or Factions, Superheroes or Submarines; WE ALL GOTTA PAY.

I don’t care if HE is real or not, ONLY that his MONEY is. Like the CHURCH OF ABSTRACT PHYSICS, we accept ALL denominations, as well as all major credit cards!

Pandora: Lady Guinevere. Make no mistake, she RAN that Round Table otherwise full of squares!

Poor King Arthur was off pissed in the woods most of the time.

Without her, there would have been no ROUND TABLE, just a wandering plank for a pub with some bleary eyed wankers passing themselves off as Knights’ stumbling & swearing through the woods.

I remain a very big fan of the MONA LISA.

Us ‘Madchens’ of the Milky Way know that the secret of her enigmatic smile is that she isn’t wearing any knickers. I think somehow LEONARDO caught ‘wind’ of this; he did have a great nose for art.

- WHO ARE YOUR HEROES IN REAL LIFE?

Prometheus: My father Zeus. We don’t get along, but I admire him more than any other. I know he loves me & that getting rid of me was all politics. I was a sacrifice to the other Gods, those privileged prissy assholes.

I also am quite proud of FIREMEN. But especially after having immortalized themselves in the VILLAGE PEOPLE lineups, which was a very smart vertical move.

Does this answer sound too gay?

Pandora: Prometheus. I give him hell BECAUSE I CAN and because no one else can. How he suffers BOTH me AND the world can only be fully appreciated by me & the other Goddesses, although trust me that I never allow any other to get as close to him as I do, it would upset the balance of the world.

I cannot help but mention my dear friend LEDA.

She it were who taught me how to listen to the spirit of the swans & their waves of heartbreak.

- WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE NAMES?

Prometheus: Anything too difficult for others to pronounce & Englebert Humperdinck, what a glorious name! I promised not to mention the personal identities of the ‘Sugar Plum Pharaohs’ but their names bring music to the ears.

I am also a HUGE fan of the ‘STONES’ so Mick & Keith are favorite names as well as FRED & BARNEY.

And I just love needling ‘APOLLO’ that his name can be easily translated into ‘A CHICKEN’,

Depending on your doses & measures.

Which in fact does at times serve to make ‘Apollo loco’.

Pandora: Hiawatha, Divina, Francesca, Shekinah, Madonna, Midas Welles, Chasen Ketchenegger, Rex Holmes, Peggy Sue Yoo, Oz Byotto, Joan Piercings, Connie Lindquist, Deborah Merilee Swallows, Ellen Holzer-Knowles, Samantha Goetzer-Titzout, Barbara Fonda-Cox & Ivana Joaquin-Closett.

Oprah, & Yoko Ono-Nottigan!

I also am quite fond of ‘Boy George Michael Jackson Brown’ & Gustav Marley.

I find the name SAPPHO endearing, as well as her brothers ‘Groucho’, ‘Zeppo’, ‘Chico’ & ‘Harpo’.

Was ‘The Marx Brothers & Sister Sappho’ too much for the marquee?

- WHAT IS IT THAT YOU MOST DISLIKE?

Prometheus: When critics fail to take CONTEXT into account. I mean I WAS A GREAT ‘KING LEAR’!

I studied hard & I nailed it!

So does it REALLY matter that they were actually doing HAMLET at the time?

I mean Shakespeare is just Shakespeare right?

Pandora: Being constantly reminded by Prometheus that I am SO OLD I once dated EARLY MAN.

I dislike CONTEXT.

It is too flexible for my taste.

- HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO DIE?

Prometheus: Face down in Pandora’s BOX.

Pandora: Riding Pegasus while heading straight into the heart of the sun.

(While stuffing my face with chocolate syrup & banana pancakes. What a way to go)!

- WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?

Prometheus: ‘It Ain’t What You Think It Is, But It IS What It Looks Like’.

I fancy oblique sayings. After all, there is more than one way to skin a catholic!

‘Spare Me Your Dogma & I Won’t Run Over Your Cat With My Karma’.

Pandora: ‘There are many ways to Split the Atom but only ONE way to Split this Madame’!

But more seriously, “Chi Mi Cerca Mi Trova” which means, ‘Who Looks For Me Finds Me’.

AND WE BOTH LIKE: ‘Seek & Ye Shall Find (But NOT Around Here)’.

And This Has Been A ‘Fish Out Of Order’ Presentation

For ‘Shoot First & Ask Christian Slater’ Productions

& TreeHouse Publishing, Milano Italia.

END OF PART UNO.

NOTE: This next missing portion was entitled PRAVDA & PROMETHEUS but was broken into and seized by Russian Hackers.

An earlier version that had been labeled ‘Putin On The Ritz’ was a result of Chinese Hackers, ‘apparently’.

PEGASUS SPEAKS!

(While the Sugar Plum Pharaohs Dance & Tchaikovsky Disappears).

Pegasus arrives late from betting on the horses, a favorite pastime.

Here are some excerpts from a conversation overheard between the POPE & Pegasus.

i: A squeeze, a little booze, some blues & a snooze if you please is what I can use. I mean after all, the only difference between ‘Whores’ & ‘Horse’ is your hearing (& the generosity of your heart)!

AND THUS COMMENCES OUR CHAT WITH THE GREAT WHITE HORSE WHO FLIES!

PEGASUS: So like my good friend the SERPENT would cheekily say,

“Go Ahead & Asp Me Anything”!

Pope Tchaikovsky: Do You Have A Credo?

PEGASUS: No, but I DO have a condo in Miami!

If I have learned anything it is this: ‘A WISE MAN WITHOUT REGRETS IS JUST A SMART ASS’.

Pope Thelonious: Do You Keep Any Pets?

PEGASUS: No, I don’t have the time. I DO hang out with quite a few COCKY SPANIARDS

In my spare time. I like dogging them about their attitude, A catalyst for dogma chasing your karma around.

Pope John Paul 33 RPM: Where were you born initially ?

PEGASUS: MY FIRST OR ‘VIRGIN BIRTH was in Persia, but when the civilization changed, I RAN.

Pope Alexander: How do you gender indentify?

PEGASUS: I am a transfigured being, which entails that I have evolved beyond the need to place myself within the confines of a duality, which is a HUMAN DIMENSIONAL NEXUS INTERFACE

PORTAL/GATEWAY. I serve in Prometheus & Pandora BOTH the masculine archetype AND the seminal female profile so it suits THEM and my service best that I be one who encompasses the fluidity of gender necessary to be to each of my masters WHAT SERVES THEIR EMOTIONS BEST

Since it is from their emotions that the rough matter of all new worlds are aroused to creation.

I am also neutered in a form whereby sexual identification no longer applies to me, which in fact makes my job much easier. I encounter fewer distractions & can pour more energy into my service, which greatly expands my flying range as it extends likewise my curiosity & knowledge.

Were I not neutered, I would be more grounded.

Being too grounded affects my service.

Pope George Ringo: Then why are not Prometheus & Pandora likewise not transfigured ?

PEGASUS: They Are !

They are transfigured as what suits their natures best. For Prometheus to be ANYTHING but Mars

In transit would be a waste & mockery of his tactile & exuberant form. He is not a faun, but he is in fact & deed a manifestation of the FIRE that he himself promotes.

Yet, it would also be safe to say that since he broke the wheel of Heaven & was cast out, he CRYSTALIZED, and since Hell would not accept him, he would find no easy way to work his way out of the proverbial ICE he was frozen in, save for what fires he himself ignited.

By the time Heaven realized the great cost of his absence, Prometheus had grown too used to his own space & the life his shadow created for others on the path of rediscovering their own light.

Meanwhile, He is ANYTHING but gender fluid. You keep YOUR fluids, he’ll keep his, is how HE thinks, And he is never not a friend for those who stand up for themselves.

Pandora is cut from the same cloth if tailored by another hand.

Her feminine contentment & pride are the purple stuff of legend.

She understands that human breeding depends upon the strength & courage she inspires in women,

Whom she naturally regards as the RATIONAL GENDER.

She is clear that “Only Strong Souls Take Those Roles”.

I am apt to agree (if not concur).

For HER to ‘transfigure’ beyond where time needs her would be a disservice to humanity.

SHE LOVES BEING FEMININE, yet neither does she allow anyone besides HERSELF to determine what ‘feminine’ is, which she sees as entirely HER prerogative & not to be bartered.

She uses the energy of SEX to weave the spells that keep her tribes marching on.

LOVE IS A TRICK of Shadow & Flame & A Very Useful & Civilizing One.

Pope Alexander: You serve as a muse to the arts as well ?

PEGASUS: Yes.

Art inspires & who supports it is inspired & blessed by it in kind.

At this point however I ONLY MAKE MUSIC to get the ZUGEBRIAN TIME LORDS to reevaluate how they run the ‘program’ & to ADVANCE THE ALGORITHMS that are tied & chained to the people, which in effect surrounds them like an electronic gate & keeps them in an ever downward spiral of consciousness, spending their lives LOOKING for answers instead of LIVING them.

Life is a Cabaret Old Chum but it is also a VORTEX.

I am attempting to EXPAND THE RABBIT HOLE if you will, since it is impossible to avoid.

After all, “I’VE GOT THE WORLD ON A STRING”, but most of it is tied up in knots.

Pope Emma: Can you tell me what started the rift between APOLLO & Prometheus ?

PEGASUS: You mean before or AFTER Prometheus had already seduced away more than a dozen of Apollo’s muses ?

It MIGHT have something to do with the fact that upon a more serene time, Lord Apollo had A COURT OF 33 MUSES. He now has 9, & Pandora was once one of them.

PEGASUS: Wait, did you say RIFT or ‘Riff’?

Pope Tchaikovsky: ‘Rift’ she said.

PEGASUS: Oh, OK, because there was in fact also a RIFF that came between the 2, &

When Prometheus gave the riff to Chuck Berry APOLLO was incensed!

Pope John Paul 33 RPM: Ouch!

PEGASUS: YOU BET ‘YA.

Although Apollo actually DOES have more than 9, he has learned since about bragging of his totals.

Not all of them went with Prometheus, some scattered and went their own way, set up their own franchises. A few escaped to Neptune’s Net, some to Lucifer’s Lair & the rest drifted to the orbits of Pandora & Prometheus, where they work to inspire harmony & ideas as well as MISCHIEF whenever appropriate.

You see, ‘APPROPRIATE MISCHIEF’ well utilized can greatly speed up the evolutionary arc, it being not wise to butter the bread of men on one side alone.

It goes without repeating that the loss of Pandora shook Apollo to his celestial roots. But her boots were made for walking as surely as Mercury’s winged heels were made for tap shoes & Fred Astaire.

There is also an old beef between Prometheus & Apollo about the claim as to who deserves credit for KEITH RICHARDS. Dionysus is also involved in this beef.

Pope Alexander: So are the Gods of Olympus Actual or Mere Archetypes?

PEGASUS: I BEG YOU PARDON SIR, WE ARE NOT ‘MERE’ anything.

Which reminds me of a story I heard once while in the beautiful Bavarian Black Forest.

Hansel & Gretel were walking blissfully through the woods when Gretel was startled by

A beast swiftly running past.

Upon investigation, Hansel noticed what it was.

He intones triumphantly to his beloved Gretel, “But Liebschen, It’s Just A Rabbit!”

And upon hearing this, the rabbit quickly doubles back around FUMING, scurries up to Hansel

& asks rather indignantly: “HEY, WHAT DO YOU MEAN, ‘JUST’ A RABBIT?”

The question that might concern others is “AM I REAL” or just a figment of someone ‘ELSE’S imagination & set of circumstances. Were we not real, would we still be discussed? We do not EVER call into question our own reality without expecting that very same reality to be challenged.

Only a blind man challenges his sleep and expects it not to disturb his dream.

Though even the Gods are most ‘real’ when working. “Into Each Reign A Little Life Must Fall”.

Pope Emma: Does this transfiguration apply to tribes?

PEGASUS: Yes, naturally. We can all easily shapeshift into the appearance that most inspires those to whom we appear. When a tribe needs our participation, NOT ALWAYS but more often than not WE BLEND IN. To gain their trust. RACE is a pseudo-science, a false construct for HERDING only.

It is a YOUNG SOUL conceit that we indulge while souls are maturing to more expansive levels of exchange.

THERE IS ONE RACE.

The Human Race, UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE.

All are TRIBES that came from the ONE.

Pope Alexander: Why do the White Tribes seem favored ?

PEGASUS: They were the LAST GROUP DEVELOPED & it was necessary to pour the attention upon them as they have received. They were being raised.

The other groups have been here a lot longer and were asked to assist if willing.

Naturally some were quite reluctant & many were very jealous as they had forgotten what it was like to be showered with the attention assigned to the infants coming up through the process of maturity & growth.

The last ones are always the most spoiled.

Pope Emma: The numbers of the white tribes are in decline. Does that concern you?

PEGASUS: It did initially. Since it shows a corresponding lack of confidence in the program. But I have come to believe that if their numbers are decreasing, it is because THEY want the decrease.

It is THEIR journey. They can have as many or as few of themselves as possible. Once one masters a certain level of fear, being a RARITY becomes more appealing than having to maintain a MAJORITY, which are usually preferred for the protection it provides.

Whatever they decide Lord Prometheus is obliged to respect.

How many of ANYONE do we need to know that they are ‘IN THE HOUSE’ if you will ? And THIS is what they are now getting together.

And please understand that there is NO TRIBE on Earth that we cannot breed back onto the planet within 2 generations at most. So WERE the white tribes to disappear, within no more than 2 shakes of a horses tail they could be re-engineered back again. NO PROBLEM.

WE DO NOT PLAY GAMES WITH THE People’s Choice!

Yet, it is always wise to remember this admonition:

“If You Plan On Waking Up & Walking Through,

Pray The ANGELS Get To You Before The SAINTS Do”.

Pope George Ringo: From where do you come originally?

PEGASUS: I was a gift to Prometheus from the God MERCURY.

I have no lineage because “WHAT’S MOM IS YOURS” & it would be impossible to achieve some of what I am capable of were I encumbered by a lineage, which would serve to make me responsible for a lot of energy I myself never created & for which I have no need.

And for this reason some of your human heroes arrive either fatherless or motherless if you will.

Not for EVERYONE is a father necessarily a good karma. For some YES a great blessing, but for others, a father can be a burden. As can a misaligned mother figure which maketh of a man a misanthrope of misery & a paupers’ pool of pity.

And for those whom no father has intellectually disenfranchised, MUCH POSITIVE PROGRAMMING MAY BE ACHIEVED that meets up with much less force of rebuttal & negative counter programming. Father entities can be quite possessive & may have little mind for higher logic.

At the same time is the reality that, for most beings, the lack of a history would be most unappealing to their journey. I have no journey, only a PATH & STILL A VERY LONG WAY TO GO.

To answer your question as specifically as I can, I literally was created from the magic of Mercury’s QUICKSILVER. And I used to drive his chariot. Which made me his original ‘Quicksilver Messenger Service’!

Pope Francesco: “Hey, What’s Going On, Is Someone Calling My Name?”

PEGASUS: It’s alright Papa, go back to sleep, I’ve got this!

Pope Francis: “And ‘IF JONI CALLS’, tell her I’m with the Dalai Lama. And that I prefer she call me ‘Francesco’. I’m an Argentinean, NOT A WELSHMAN for crying out loud!

OR, she can call me ‘Popovich’, I like being called that.”

PEGASUS: OK PAPA, I will, now get back to your sheep & start counting. We don’t want to lose any now do we ? Good night & pleasant dreams & stay well rested for Jesuit schemes!

Pope Emma: It must be a LOT of pressure being Pope Francesco.

PEGASUS: TRUE.

But If You Know What You Are Doing, You Don’t Have To Do As Much.

Pope Alexander: Are the times ever as confusing for you as they are for us?

PEGASUS: NO.

But I am also quite clear that LIFE DOESN’T HAVE TO MAKE SENSE, IT JUST HAS TO WORK.

And if it makes too much sense, we lose the mystery & the magic inside the mystery,

THE TENSION INSIDE THE SWEETNESS, because the ‘Mystery is My Story explaining itself to me as I live it!

And the beauty of life lies in as much what she reveals as what she conceals until.

Pope Emma: The darker tribes are catching a lot more hell these days.

PEGASUS: They always do. The ‘Devil’ (if you will) is jealous of their souls, which they refuse to surrender, so he abuses them.

HE’S A BITCH & His policies reflect that.

And to whom hell wishes to dominate, it first confuses. It irks Lucifer that the Venusian tribes know who they are and where they are from. They are a more Zeus friendly crew.

They are CLEAR who their father is & that it isn’t The Devil, which gets up under his pores somewhat & steams him. And since they deny him full possession, he makes sure to deny them the history they have truly created from the mists of the starched pages of forgotten history & earned.

Mind you, this is only a problem in the short term, as for the long term, it is just another level of a recurring dream that will end upon the time it is no longer useful to the overall process of evolution.

These are after all just ‘Evolution Games’.

The tribes of darker hue, who from the original ‘Blue Gods’ stem, are keenly aware of the difference between ‘PLAYERS & GAMERS’.

They understand that the Satanic Negative forces can only ‘Game’ them because An Awakened Spirit CANNOT BE ‘PLAYED’.

We can only know what we know, the rest is what we CHOOSE to believe.

Pope Emma: What is it like to be a flying horse?

PEGASUS: I can ONLY relate to the question, “What is it like NOT to be a horse”.

As many tribes find, accepting labels & profiles inhibits a larger sense of liberation & expansion into a much greater ideal. The politics of SELF IDENTITY are an ongoing concern because the TIME LORDS cannot otherwise ‘weaponize’ human emotions against its own logic & memory. And by accepting the definitions that OTHERS assign to what they fear, it serves to destabilize the very continuums from which we gain our sustenance & strength as well as the intimations of past, present & future analysis.

It is always a good idea to remember that whoever we are, we are always connected to SO MUCH MORE

THAN WHAT CAN BE FITTED ON A TOMBSTONE.

We give too much of ourselves away when we allow others to label us, while we are far too battered to be trusted to label ourselves anything other than that which would betray the trauma endured.

THE ZOOATHALON is more than willing to accommodate however YOU envision yourself, since your imagination is as much a part of who you are as your indoctrination insists on being.

In the Zooathalon, the SCARIEST MONSTER we face is our conception of our own MORTALITY.

While at the same time acknowledging that there is EVEN IN ZOOATHALON NO CURE for the most incurable disease of all, ‘YOUTH’, except to suffer it by soldiering through & hoping that enough of us remains to pass on through to the other side, IF WE MAKE IT!

Pope Alexander: So, sorry to ask again, but you recognize no mother? You have a lot of ‘mother’ wit.

PEGASUS: Listen, if I had a mother, she would be SO OLD, she wouldn’t be able to go to a DOCTOR for a checkup, she’d have to go to an ANTHROPOLOGIST.

SHE WOULD BE SO OLD, she’d only date Archeologists.

So Old, her Mommy would be a Mummy.

Pope John Paul 33 RPM: Who are the SUGAR PLUM PHARAOHS?

PEGASUS: That is a more appropriate question for the SPHINX.

Shall he be fetched?

I am told to inform you by him that the Sugar Plum Pharaohs are an association of Zugebrian Time Lords who serve a ‘neutral’ supporting role for all portions of the Zooathalon. For inner security purposes more cannot be revealed. They are neither black nor white in their matrix programming but ‘grey’ if you will, & are like quantum mechanics of the astral & nuclear levels of inner dimensional mathematics.

And on their own personal meditational levels, they practice an ethos that is summed up loosely by the idea that ‘WHO IS WILLING TO LOVE THE DEVIL IN ANOTHER, CURES THE DEMONS IN HIS OWN SOUL’. And ‘What Doesn’t Curse, Cures’.

And from them I came across the maxim that ‘WHAT IS NOT NEEDED, IS NOT WASTED’.

As well as, ‘WHO FALLS, FLIES’.

I gained from them the understanding that ‘The Greater Visionary Is Not The One Who Sees The FUTURE But The PAST More Clearly’.

And that, ‘Things Change As WE Do’.

Their philosophy such as can be surmised assumes that ‘WHAT IS NOT A CONTRADICTION IS Neither Vital NOR ALIVE’.

They are a pretty serious association of efficient fair minded fellows but they certainly know how to get their ‘party on’, if you know what I mean! And they spread the idea that the

‘Ultimate Rebel Is He Who Is Most Content’.

I’ve got to suspend this transmission temporarily because much of my consciousness & I are required elsewhere at this time. Until my solar return please address your inquiries or any other lunar processing towards our good friend Raoul ‘Cerebral’ Cortez at the State Department OR ‘Rico Porter, the Puerto Rican’ at N.A.S.A.

And one may direct one’s attention to Mr. ‘Iggy’ Noble at the Dept. Of The Army Corps of Engineers.

And if by chance you have made contact with the notorious Time Lord ‘Chasen Ketchenegger’, RUN. He IS The ‘ZUGEBRIAN’ & KNOWS Who You Are!

IF YOU MAKE CONTACT WITH HIM,

Pray that the SUGAR PLUM PHARAOHS get to you first !

This has been a ‘Fish Out Of Order’ Production

Edited by W. Marmoset Yarn & W.B. Yikes!

For Shoot First & Ask Christian Slater Productions

For TreeHouse Publishing, Milano Italia,

May 18th, Spring 2017.

A shout out of respects to our good friends ‘Cole Digger’, ‘Oliver Boozer’, ‘Oliver Munney’ & family counselor ‘Rex Holmes’.

END OF PART TWO.

This concludes this presentation of our TreeHouse Transmission.

Stay Tuned for further information regarding Chapter 4:

‘Songs from The Sugar Plum Pharaohs (& Other Nymphology)’

All Materials Written & Copyrighted by Sananda Maitreya.

& May God Bless & Keep.

COPYRIGHT SANANDA FRANCESCO MAITREYA

MILANO May 18th, 2017

INTELLECTUAL COPYRIGHT PROTECTED

www.SanandaMaitreya.com

www.Sananda.org

Lyrics: Chapter 4: ‘Songs From The Sugar Plum Pharaohs (& Other Nymphology)’

PROMETHEUS & PANDORA
Chapter 4: ‘Songs From The Sugar Plum Pharaohs (& Other Nymphology)’

“If You Plan On Waking Up & Walking Through,
Pray The Angels Reach You Before The Saints Do.”
-The Sugar Plum Pharaohs.
All Songs Written*, Produced, Arranged & Performed By Sananda Maitreya
For TreeHouse Publishing.
All Songs Recorded & Engineered By Matteo ‘Sergente’ Sandri
All Songs Mixed By Sananda & ‘Sergente’
All Songs Recorded & Mixed At TreeHouse Studio, Milano Italia

Songs Recorded & Mixed Over The Available Days Between
13 Feb-1 April 2017 As It Suited The Time Gates & Constraints Of Those Involved.
We Thank God For Health, Peace & Patience Throughout !

Songs:

You Won’t See Me (Lennon/McCartney) 3:55
I Don’t Know How To Love (Rice/Lloyd-Webber) 4:30
You Won’t See Me (Lennon/McCartney) 4:05
I Don’t Know How To Love (Rice/Lloyd-Webber) Prometheus 5:24
I Don’t Know How To Love (Rice/Lloyd-Webber) Pandora 5:33
If U Lived Here (S.Maitreya) 6:26
If Joni Calls (S.Maitreya) 1:23
It’s Been A Long Time (S. Maitreya) 4:55
Nymphony (S.Maitreya) 1:07

Credits:

You Won’t See Me:
Piano: Sananda
I Don’t Know How To Love:
Electric Piano: Sananda
You Won’t See Me:
Electric Piano: Sananda
I Don’t Know How To Love:
(Prometheus) Drums, Bass, Piano, Guitars, Organ, Synths: Sananda
Vocals & Backing Vocals: Sananda & Luisa Corna
I Don’t Know How To Love:
(Pandora) Drums, Bass, Piano, Guitars, Organs, Synths & Subtle Organic Plasma Brainwave Tone Differentials*: Sananda
Vocals & Backing Vocals: Sananda & Luisa Corna
IF U Lived Here:
Drums, Bass, Guitars & Acoustic Guitar, Coral Sitar, Harmonica, Percussion, Mellotron Flutes & French Horns, Deopffer Analog Synth, Thumb Jam Power Chords: Sananda
Vocals & Backing Vocals: Sananda & Luisa Corna
It’s Been A Long Time:
Roland TR-8 Drum Machine, Bass, Percussion, Guitars, Piano, Mellotron Flutes, Synths, Kurzweil Horns (Trumpets & Sax): Sananda
Vocals & Backing Vocals: Sananda & Luisa Corna
If Joni Calls:
Vocals: Sananda & Luisa Corna
Nymphony:
Vocals: Sananda
(The ‘Sea’ Courtesy of Neptune. Seagulls Represented By ‘Steven Seagull Management For Jonathon Livingston Enterprises’)

Plasma Brainwave Tone Differentials & Other Subtle Dimensional Effects Courtesy Of TreeHouse Science, NASA, Robert Johnson & the Tibetan Ascended Masters of The Himalayas.
Horns Represented by ‘Sheepish Ewes’ of ‘BAADEN BAADEN’ Germany.

(Tibetan Ascended Masters Represented By The ‘Flying Dutchman & Floating Asiatics’ Cooperative, Of Necessity ‘A VERY Limited Company’. Robert Johnson Represented By Agnes Silverman & Aurora Goldstein For ‘Periodic Tables & Chairs’ Management, A Division of ‘Now Museum, Now You Don’t’, a Subsidiary Of the Adjacent Situations Vortex Residuals Unit #609, Specialists in ‘Benevolent Situational Atmospherics’ as taught by the Army Corps of Engineers High Security Clearance ‘FREEMASONS VS. FREE MEN’ Program derived from its ‘Black Ops for Black Cops’ Operation) !

‘Nymphology’ Appears Courtesy of THE CHURCH OF ABSTRACT PHYSICS.
Where ALL DENOMINATIONS (As Well As ALL Major Credit Cards Are Accepted) !
At the Church of Abstract Physics, We Find That Payment & Prejudice Make For Uneasy Bedfellows Since As It May Happen, ONE MAN’S ‘CHANG’ Is Another Man’s ‘Ch-Ching’!
There is NO Loose Change, Only Loose Focus.

And ‘Nymphology’ CANNOT BE EXPLAINED !
It Can ONLY Be ‘Ascertained’.
BUT DO NOT DESPAIR, IT IS HAPPENING TO YOU AT THIS VERY MOMENT !
Can You Hear The ‘Nymphony’ ?

Lyrics:

YOU WON’T SEE ME

When I Call You Up Your Line’s Engaged
I Have Had Enough So Act Your Age
We Have Lost The Time That Was So Hard To Find
And I Will Lose My Mind If You Won’t See Me
If You Won’t See Me

I Don’t Know Why You Should Want To Hide
But I Can’t Get Through My Hands Are Tied
I Won’t Want To Stay I Don’t Have Much To Say
But I Can Turn Away And You Won’t See Me
You Won’t See Me

Time After Time You Refuse To Even Listen
I Wouldn’t Mind If I Knew What I Was Missing

Though The Days Are Few They’re Filled With Tears
And Since I Lost You It Feels Like Years
Yes It Seems So Long Girl Since You’ve Been Gone
And I Just Can’t Go On If You Won’t See Me
You Won’t See Me

Time After Time You Refuse To Even Listen
I Wouldn’t Mind If I Knew What I Was Missing

Prometheus:
I Don’t Know How To Love Her
What To Do
How To Move Her
She’s A Woman
She’s Just A Woman
& I’ve Had So Many
Of Them Before
In Very Many Ways
She’s Just One More

Should I Bring Her Down ?
Should I Scream & Shout ?
Should I Speak Of Love
& Let My Feelings Out ?

I Never Thought I’d Come To THIS !
What’s It All ABOUT ?

Pandora:
I Don’t Know How To Love Him
What To Do
How To Move Him
He’s A Man
He’s Just A Man
& I’ve Had So Many
Men Before
In Very Many Ways
He’s Just ONE More

Should I Bring Him Down ?
Should I Scream & Shout ?
Should I Speak Of Love
& Let My Feelings Out ?

I Never THOUGHT I’d Come To This
What’s IT All About ?

Pandora & Prometheus:
But If He/She Said He/She Loved Me
I’d Be Lost
I’d Be Frightened
I’ve Been Changed
Yes Really Changed
In These Past Few Days
So Calm So Cool
When I’ve Seen Myself
No Lovers Fool
I Seem Like Someone Else
Running Every Show
I Love Him/Her So

Should I Bring Him/Her Down ?
Should I Scream & Shout ?
Should I Speak Of Love
& Let My Feelings Out ?

I NEVER Thought I’D COME To This !
WHAT’S IT All About ?

What’s It All About ?
I Don’t Know
You Tell Me !

I DON’T KNOW HOW TO LOVE (Pandora)

Pandora:
I Don’t Know How To Love Him
What To Do
How To Move Him
He’s A Man
He’s Just A Man
& I’ve Had So Many
Men Before
In Very Many Ways
He’s Just One More

Should I Bring Him Down ?
Should I Scream & Shout ?
Should I Speak Of Love
& Let My Feelings Out ?

I Never Thought I’d Come To This
What’s It All About ?

Prometheus:
I Don’t Know How To Love Her
What To Do
How To Move Her
She’s A Woman
She’s Just A Woman
& I’ve Had So Many
Of Them Before
In Very Many Ways
She’s Just One More

Should I Bring Her Down ?
Should I Scream & Shout ?
Should I Speak Of Love
& Let My Feelings Out ?

I NEVER Thought I’d Come To THIS
What’s It All About ?

Should I Bring Her/Him Down ?
Should I Scream & Shout ?
Should I Speak Of Love
& Let My Feelings Out ?

I NEVER THOUGHT I’D COME TO THIS !
What’s It All About ?

What’s It All About ?
I Don’t Know
You Tell Me !
IF U LIVED HERE

Pandora:
IT AIN’T WHAT U THINK IT IS
BUT IT IS WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE
EVERY DAY & NIGHT

THE PREFECT WAS PERFECT FOR THE PRETEXT WE PLANNED
A PART OF THIS COMPLETE BREAKFAST AT YOUR FEET
4 OUT OF 5 DOCTORS THEY AGREE WITH ME
THAT U’RE A BITCH TO MY OBITUARY

IF U LIVED HERE U’D ALREADY BE HOME BY NOW !
Prometheus:
I’M EITHER SMOKING TOO MUCH
OR NOT ENOUGH
OF THE PURPLE STUFF

THE PREFECT WAS PERFECT FOR THE PRETEXT WE PLANNED
A PART OF THIS COMPLETE BREAKFAST AT YOUR FEET
4 OUT OF 5 DOCTORS THEY AGREE WITH ME
U’D BE A BITCH TO MY OBITUARY

IF U LIVED HERE U’D ALREADY BE HOME BY NOW !

Prometheus & Pandora:
RESCUE ME ZOOATHALON
& SET MY TIME LORDS FREE
MY ZUGEBRIAN FANTASY

THE PREFECT WAS PERFECT FOR THE PRETEXT WE PLANNED
A PART OF THIS COMPLETE BREAKFAST AT YOUT FEET
4 OUT OF 5 DOCTORS THEY AGREE WITH ME
THAT U WON’T STAND STILL FOR MY STATUARY

IF U LIVED HERE U’D ALREADY BE HOME BY NOW !

Pandora & Prometheus:
IF U LIVED HERE U’D ALREADY BE HOME BY NOW !
IF U LIVED HERE U’D ALREADY BE HOME BY NOW !
IF U LIVED HERE U’D ALREADY BE HIME BY NOW !

If U Lived EAR U’d Already Be Home By Now (If U Lived Ear) !

If JONI CALLS
SAY I’M In ZOOATHALON
TELL HER THAT I Went WITH
PRINCESS LEIA Chasing THE ZUGEBRIANS
If JONI CALLS
SAY I’M Sipping LIMONCELLO
TELL HER I HEAR Nymphs IN SYMPHONY
‘E MI PIACE Molto BELLO’
THE TIME LORDS HAVE Taken HER High Horse
If JONI CALLS
‘STO PARLANDO Con OTELLO’

If JONI CALLS
SAY I’M IN The HIMALAYAS
With ROBERT JOHNSON &
The DALAI LAMA
DANCING With THE DRAGON SLAYERS
If JONI CALLS
I’M Speaking TO THE WIND ‘MORIAH’
ABOUT WHEN To Be THE White MAN
PAPA WAS & When TO BE A Black MESSIAH
‘TODOS Vamos ALA PLAYA’
If JONI CALLS
SHE Can SING ALONG
WITH The CHOIR
IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME