When the dreamtime and the daytime overlap, you're in THE DRIVETIME...
When the dreamtime and the daytime overlap, you're in THE DRIVETIME...
Telepathy (from the Greek τηλε, tele meaning "distant" and πάθη, pathe meaning "affliction, experience"), is the transmission of information from one person to another without using any of our known sensory channels or physical interaction. The term was coined in 1882 by the classical scholar Frederic W. H. Myers, a founder of the Society for Psychical Research, and has remained more popular than the earlier expression thought-transference. Many studies seeking to detect, understand, and utilize telepathy have been done within this field. Claims of telepathy as a real phenomenon are at odds with the scientific consensus. According to the prevailing view among scientists, telepathy lacks replicable results from well-controlled experiments.
Telepathy is a common theme in modern fiction and science fiction, with many superheroes and supervillains having telepathic abilities. In more recent times, neuroimaging has allowed researchers to actually perform early forms of mind reading.
According to Roger Luckhurst, the origin of the concept of telepathy (not telepathy itself) in the Western civilization can be tracked to the late 19th century. In his view, science did not frequently concern itself with "the mind" prior to this. As the physical sciences made significant advances, scientific concepts were applied to mental phenomena (e.g., animal magnetism), with the hope that this would help understand paranormal phenomena. The modern concept of telepathy emerged in this historical context.
What could one possibly say
To someone who ignores his way
Who's never been touched by grace
How could one eventually express
All the tension, all the stress
That can't be read on his face
All the people that one met
All the people that one left
They enrich, they develop
What one's got to reach the top
Being a sum of experiences
Giving life the consistence
Knowing details makes differences
Entering a heart of existence
Tune your mind to the right channel
Things get played at a higher scale
Go memorize the frequency
Isn't it phenomenal
Don't you think it's magical
The electric storm of ecstasy
Ride the wind, take on your destiny
You gotta get much higher
Fly your flight, get over society
The world is far much bigger
Nothing is impossible
Nothing is unreachable
Tune your mind to the right channel
Things get played at a higher scale
Go memorize the frequency
Isn't it phenomenal
Don't you think it's magical
The electric storm of ecstasy
Fear's got no place around here
What we see, what we hear
Format our comprehension
The un-thought, things we ignore
All the pulses and all the more
Wait to reach our perception
Spread your consistence to other territory
Your vision's gonna get much clearer
When the hunt is over parts meet in sympathy
World peace is getting nearer...
Spread your conscience to other territory
Your vision's gonna get much clearer
When the hunt is over parts meet in sympathy
World peace is getting nearer...
Nothing is impossible
Nothing is unreachable
You got no reason to go
I'll make it up, I don't know
You got no reason to stay
Anyway, any day
The flowers down the side of the house this morning
The tiny wheels within the whirl
A date pulled backwards and then left drowning
So the future can't uncurl
You've got no reason to laugh
Lead you down, telepath
You've got no reason to cry
Anyhow, any why
The women by the shore in the night are leaving
The angry dawn slyly grins
The soul scraper air that the boys are breathing
Assembled parts, tiny sins
You've got no reason to live
Pheromone
You've got no reason to die
Anyhow, any time
The music and the traffic and the rain are blending
The water meters, the fire escapes
Children in the present moment unending
Nobody knows their former shapes
You've got no reason to live
Pheromone
You've got no reason to die
I'm leaving the smog below me now
I'm leaving my troubles on the ground
I'm watching those smoke stacks just blaze away
The sky will be blue never grey
The future is filled with wasted time
I can't see the road I'm going blind
I'm laughing on all of my future plans
Shining like gold in my hand
Isn't it funny how you reach me
You know exactly what I'm thinking
You're always helping me from sinking
It's your way
Hello, this is London calling
Is my flight due
Hello, is there someway
I can reach you
Isn't it funny when you call me
You call me up while I'm sleeping
You're always helping me from sinking
It's your way
Now this is the end of all my dreams
The drumming has stopped behind my ears
There's no looking back 'cos I'm too far away
Shaking like mad in the daze
Then out of the night you join me here
The people around me, they disappear
And I hear your voice and you speak to my eyes
And everything comes alive
Isn't it funny how you read me
You know exactly what I'm thinking
You're always helping me from sinking
It's your own way, it's your way, it's your way
Hello, this is London calling
Is my flight due
Hello, is there someway
I can reach you
Oh, I said hello, hello, this is London calling
Is my flight due
Is there someway, maybe
I can reach you
Isn't it funny how you reach me
You call me up when I am sleeping
You're always helping me from sinking
It's your way, it's your way