Title: Parabola
Post by: Fenris on April 02, 2003, 13:02:19
VERY COOL!!! Totally something to write home about...since I am home I choose to post it here.[:D]
Title: Parabola
Post by: jason on April 06, 2003, 17:17:27
I haven't seen the video, but judging by the stills, it must be amazing![:O]
I'll have to tune into muchmusic (like mtv,only canadian) more often to see if I can catch it!
I'll have to tune into muchmusic (like mtv,only canadian) more often to see if I can catch it!Title: Parabola
Post by: Parmenion on April 06, 2003, 17:56:04
Great video.Wish it kept on going.
Jason: you'll get it from kazaalite
Parmenion
Jason: you'll get it from kazaalite
Parmenion
Title: Parabola
Post by: fredhedd on April 07, 2003, 02:51:24
tool
Title: Parabola
Post by: manuel on April 10, 2003, 11:56:47
Amazing video i must say, have you heard the lyrics for the song??
check em out...
tool- parabola
We barely remember who or what came before this precious moment,
We are choosing to be here right now. Hold on, stay inside
This holy reality, this holy experience.
Choosing to be here in
This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal
All this pain is an illusion.
Alive, I
In this holy reality, in this holy experience. Choosing to be here in
This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal
All this pain is an illusion.
Twirling round with this familiar parable.
Spinning, weaving round each new experience.
Recognize this as a holy gift and celebrate this chance to be alive and breathing.
This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality.
Embrace this moment. Remember. We are eternal.
All this pain is an illusion.
cool! [:D]
check em out...
tool- parabola
We barely remember who or what came before this precious moment,
We are choosing to be here right now. Hold on, stay inside
This holy reality, this holy experience.
Choosing to be here in
This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal
All this pain is an illusion.
Alive, I
In this holy reality, in this holy experience. Choosing to be here in
This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal
All this pain is an illusion.
Twirling round with this familiar parable.
Spinning, weaving round each new experience.
Recognize this as a holy gift and celebrate this chance to be alive and breathing.
This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality.
Embrace this moment. Remember. We are eternal.
All this pain is an illusion.
cool! [:D]
Title: Parabola
Post by: Rob on April 10, 2003, 16:29:59
I have heard some scaaaaaary things about tool - binding demons to drumkits and the like. Dunno how much truth in it....downloading now
Rob
Rob
Title: Parabola
Post by: bentheogen on April 14, 2003, 17:19:32
the lyrics to Reflection are unreal as well..
i have come curiously close to the end
though beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole
defeated, i concede and move closer
i may find comfort here
i may find peace within the emptiness
how pitiful
it's calling me...
and in my darkest moment, feeble and weeping
the moon tells me a secret, a confidant
"as full and bright as i am
this light is not my own
and a million light reflections pass over me
its source is bright and endless
she resuscitates the hopeless
without her, we are lifeless satellites drifting"
and as i pull my head out i am without one doubt
you wanna peer down here, survey my narcissism
i must crucify the ego before it's far too late
i pray the light lifts me out
before i pine away
so crucify the ego, before it's far too late
and leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical
and you will come to find that we are all one mind
capable of all that's imagined and all conceivable
so let the light touch you so that the words spill through
and let the past break through bringing out our hope and reason
before we hide away...
i have come curiously close to the end
though beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole
defeated, i concede and move closer
i may find comfort here
i may find peace within the emptiness
how pitiful
it's calling me...
and in my darkest moment, feeble and weeping
the moon tells me a secret, a confidant
"as full and bright as i am
this light is not my own
and a million light reflections pass over me
its source is bright and endless
she resuscitates the hopeless
without her, we are lifeless satellites drifting"
and as i pull my head out i am without one doubt
you wanna peer down here, survey my narcissism
i must crucify the ego before it's far too late
i pray the light lifts me out
before i pine away
so crucify the ego, before it's far too late
and leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical
and you will come to find that we are all one mind
capable of all that's imagined and all conceivable
so let the light touch you so that the words spill through
and let the past break through bringing out our hope and reason
before we hide away...
Title: Parabola
Post by: lateralus897 on April 14, 2003, 17:37:34
Well, while we're on the topic, I'll post the lyrics for Tool's "Third Eye."
Dreaming of that face again.
It's bright and blue and shimmering.
Grinning wide
And comforting me with it's three warm and wild eyes.
On my back and tumbling
Down that hole and back again
Rising up
And wiping the webs and the dew from my withered eye.
In... Out... In... Out... In... Out...
A child's rhyme stuck in my head.
It said that life is but a dream.
I've spent so many years in question
to find I've known this all along.
"So good to see you.
I've missed you so much.
So glad it's over.
I've missed you so much
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running?"
Shroud-ing all the ground around me
Is this holy crow above me.
Black as holes within a memory
And blue as our new second sun.
I stick my hand into his shadow
To pull the pieces from the sand.
Which I attempt to reassemble
To see just who I might have been.
I do not recognize the vessel,
But the eyes seem so familiar.
Like phosphorescent desert buttons
Singing one familiar song...
"So good to see you.
I've missed you so much.
So glad it's over.
I've missed you so much.
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running away?"
Prying open my third eye.
So good to see you once again.
I thought that you were hiding.
And you thought that I had run away.
Chasing the tail of dogma.
I opened my eye and there we were.
So good to see you once again
I thought that you were hiding from me.
And you thought that I had run away.
Chasing a trail of smoke and reason.
Prying open my third eye.
Dreaming of that face again.
It's bright and blue and shimmering.
Grinning wide
And comforting me with it's three warm and wild eyes.
On my back and tumbling
Down that hole and back again
Rising up
And wiping the webs and the dew from my withered eye.
In... Out... In... Out... In... Out...
A child's rhyme stuck in my head.
It said that life is but a dream.
I've spent so many years in question
to find I've known this all along.
"So good to see you.
I've missed you so much.
So glad it's over.
I've missed you so much
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running?"
Shroud-ing all the ground around me
Is this holy crow above me.
Black as holes within a memory
And blue as our new second sun.
I stick my hand into his shadow
To pull the pieces from the sand.
Which I attempt to reassemble
To see just who I might have been.
I do not recognize the vessel,
But the eyes seem so familiar.
Like phosphorescent desert buttons
Singing one familiar song...
"So good to see you.
I've missed you so much.
So glad it's over.
I've missed you so much.
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running away?"
Prying open my third eye.
So good to see you once again.
I thought that you were hiding.
And you thought that I had run away.
Chasing the tail of dogma.
I opened my eye and there we were.
So good to see you once again
I thought that you were hiding from me.
And you thought that I had run away.
Chasing a trail of smoke and reason.
Prying open my third eye.
Title: Parabola
Post by: bentheogen on April 15, 2003, 08:48:16
good song 3rd eye.
i really love the bill hicks sample too. he is (was) also a genius.
i can't belive he once opened a show for tool. that would have been a life-defining moment for anyone in that audience!
"Wouldn't you like to see a positive LSD story on the news to hear what it's all about perhaps? Wouldn't that be interesting, just once? "Today a young man on acid realised that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one conciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream and we are the imagination of ourselves. Here's Tom with the weather..."".
- Bill Hicks
[:)]
i really love the bill hicks sample too. he is (was) also a genius.
i can't belive he once opened a show for tool. that would have been a life-defining moment for anyone in that audience!
"Wouldn't you like to see a positive LSD story on the news to hear what it's all about perhaps? Wouldn't that be interesting, just once? "Today a young man on acid realised that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one conciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream and we are the imagination of ourselves. Here's Tom with the weather..."".
- Bill Hicks
[:)]
Title: Parabola
Post by: sublime on April 16, 2003, 00:35:42
TOOL rocks (musically) and are just scary in all other aspects. They read a lot of Alliester Crowley. I downloaded some of his books and from what I've read so far, they're basically really depressing. I can see how they incorporate (tool's music that is) new age ideas into their songs and I find that fascinating. I've seen tool live 3 times now and it is definitely an amazing experience. They have three large screens with unexplainable things on them. Some of their songs send chills down my spine (ie... "H" mainly) dont really know why. if you go to their website www.toolband.com , you'll find some interesting ideals that they share but mainly a bunch of nonsense... sooo try toolshed.down.net that site is filled with information about them and their beliefs.
- Mike -
- Mike -
Title: Parabola
Post by: TheSeeker on April 17, 2003, 16:34:10
Geez, how did you guys leave out Lateralus, the best TOOL song ever (lyrically speaking, its about astral projection). :) And the lyrics don't even compare with the actual song. Here is the best line, to those who don't wanna read the whole song :).
-- to swing on the spiral of our divinity and still be a human. --
Black then white are all i see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
lets me see.
as below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn beyond the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.
Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must
Feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines.
Black then white are all i see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
lets me see there is so much more and
beckons me to look thru to these infinite possibilities.
as below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn outside the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.
over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition leaving opportunities behind.
Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line.
Reaching out to embrace the random.
Reaching out to embrace whatever may come.
I embrace my desire to
I embrace my desire to
feel the rhythm, to feel connected enough to step aside and weep like a widow
to feel inspired to fathom the power, to witness the beauty,
to bathe in the fountain,
to swing on the spiral
to swing on the spiral
to swing on the spiral of our divinity and still be a human.
With my feet upon the ground I move myeslf between the sounds and open wide to suck it in.
I feel it move across my skin.
I'm reaching up and reaching out. I'm reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me.
what ever will bewilder me.
And following our will and wind we may just go where no one's been.
We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been.
Spiral out. Keep going.
Spiral out. Keep going.
Spiral out. Keep going.
Spiral out. Keep going.
Spiral out. Keep going.
-- to swing on the spiral of our divinity and still be a human. --
Black then white are all i see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
lets me see.
as below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn beyond the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.
Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must
Feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines.
Black then white are all i see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
lets me see there is so much more and
beckons me to look thru to these infinite possibilities.
as below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn outside the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.
over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition leaving opportunities behind.
Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line.
Reaching out to embrace the random.
Reaching out to embrace whatever may come.
I embrace my desire to
I embrace my desire to
feel the rhythm, to feel connected enough to step aside and weep like a widow
to feel inspired to fathom the power, to witness the beauty,
to bathe in the fountain,
to swing on the spiral
to swing on the spiral
to swing on the spiral of our divinity and still be a human.
With my feet upon the ground I move myeslf between the sounds and open wide to suck it in.
I feel it move across my skin.
I'm reaching up and reaching out. I'm reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me.
what ever will bewilder me.
And following our will and wind we may just go where no one's been.
We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been.
Spiral out. Keep going.
Spiral out. Keep going.
Spiral out. Keep going.
Spiral out. Keep going.
Spiral out. Keep going.
Title: Parabola
Post by: Fat_Turkey on April 17, 2003, 19:34:27
Well no S@#*!! Tool is into metaphysical stuff! But they're still really scary with all that demon stuff and crap...don't know any truth in it but their videos are wierd [xx(]
Title: Parabola
Post by: Calypso on September 10, 2003, 01:56:13
I Love Tool! They rock and are just awesome in concert..I seen them a couple years ago and their special effects were mind dazzling!
Anyone know where I can download their videos??
Anyone know where I can download their videos??
Title: Parabola
Post by: bentheogen on April 02, 2003, 11:22:25
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Has anybody seen the music video of Parabola by Tool?????
The best music video I think I've ever seen.
Even if you don't like Tool, you must watch the end sequence (by ALEX GREY!). I almost spontaneously project just watching it!!!
I really wont even bother describing it.
You must go and download it - now!
Tool - Parabola
if you can't download the vid, a still of the end sequence can be seen here:
http://www14.brinkster.com/fastersound
go!!!!!!!!
:D
Has anybody seen the music video of Parabola by Tool?????The best music video I think I've ever seen.
Even if you don't like Tool, you must watch the end sequence (by ALEX GREY!). I almost spontaneously project just watching it!!!
I really wont even bother describing it.
You must go and download it - now!
Tool - Parabola
if you can't download the vid, a still of the end sequence can be seen here:
http://www14.brinkster.com/fastersound
go!!!!!!!!
:D