Who said that every wish would be heard and answered
when wished on the morning star?
Somebody thought of that
and someone believed it,
and look what it’s done so far.
What’s so amazing that keeps us stargazing?
And what do we think we might see?
Someday we’ll find it, the rainbow connection,
the lovers, the dreamers and me.

What does it mean to you?

On MySpace I posted the above. Mainly because it confused me, and everyone else that wrote about this song seemed even more confused as to the real meaning of it. This bothered me. Everyone knew that this was about hope and that it had a positive message, but no one could decipher what the message was exactly. Many people in turn asked me what it meant to me.

Now, I have to apologize because I am a very precise person, and like to analyze things in depth to find the real meaning. If sometimes you like songs better before you find out what they really mean, then you are the type of person that should maybe not read on.

I don’t know if what I found is what the writer meant exactly. To me it doesn’t matter. What matters is what the song actually says and means. Whether or not its message was his conscious decision, or just how the spirit unconsciously moved him, is another topic about personal artistic merit.

I have broken it up verse by verse to make it easier to see its message. The whole is a sum of its parts.

Why are there so many songs about rainbows
and what’s on the other side?

Right away, it’s asking why are there so many stories about the unknown, about the things that are on the other side.

This song is a metaphor, and not about Rainbows, unless you think of humans and life itself as a rainbow. It is about us, our connections, our purpose, questions of why we are here, and what comes next, on the “other side”.

Rainbows are visions, but only illusions,
and rainbows have nothing to hide.

This represents the purely logical view of what the mysteries of life are. Life is beautiful, but just an Illusion nothing more. Many scientific or philosopher type people feel this way.

So we’ve been told and some choose to believe it
I know they’re wrong, wait and see.

You cannot just bottle up life in a math formula. Although this is a good method of thinking to find cures and solutions to problems, it does not always help in the everyday mysteries of life, and will not help us after we are gone.

“If you can Choose to believe it, it is probably wrong.”

These lines are about how Science and other schools of thought have failed us emotionally. 

Who said that every wish would be heard and answered
when wished on the morning star? 

Wishes in this part are our Prayers that may or may not be answered. When he asked, “Who said” he is suggesting that all superstitions, wishes, and prayers are man made rules, and is complaining that the prayers are not answered. If they had been answered, you would automatically know the source, the “Who” would be obvious. Because this is a question, we can assume the prayers did not get through.

It is also interesting that he uses the term “Morning Star”. This short sentence encompasses many religions in two words. Along with many other Solar Deities and other light bearing gods in mythology, Jesus and Lucifer were both specifically called the “Morning Star” (Isa 14:12-15 and Rev 22:16)

Somebody thought of that,

and someone believed it,
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Again, religions are man made beliefs, not divine. Created by people to help, guide, or control other people.

and look what it’s done so far. 

This is another genius line, mainly because it can be looked at in different ways. It can voice the negative things religion has done; the discord, wars, heartache, etc. Alternatively, it can illustrate the good things religion has brought us; healing, comfort, and structure.

However, because this song is a song about searching, I don’t think that he found life’s meaning in any one religion. This section is about unanswered prayers, the vagueness of this line lends itself to nothing, meaning that what it is saying is that all the praying and all the wishing may make you feel good, but it has done nothing to help this search for meaning.

These lines are about how man made religions and other superstitions have failed us intellectually.  

What’s so amazing that keeps us stargazing?
And what do we think we might see?

We keep looking up for something, we do not know what.

All of us under its spell,
we know that it’s probably magic…. 

What we find might not even be real. Magic is the unknown.

Have you been half asleep
and have you heard voices?

Notice this is the first time he talks directly to the listener.

I’ve heard them calling my name.
Is this the sweet sound that calls the young sailors?

The voice might be one and the same.

After separating both science-head people and religious- heart people, He is now talking about himself, the universal self, and all individual people that are called to seek as sailors are called to the open sea. He wonders if maybe the thing calling him is the same thing calling all of us.

I’ve heard it too many times to ignore it.
It’s something that I’m supposed to be.

Everybody, deep down, has a calling, a real feeling that something or some purpose is there inside of us, “Something that I’m supposed to be”.

All of this is uncertain, he is half-asleep, not %100 sure about what he has heard, it is still a mystery. Maybe we do not even have words for it yet, surely not able to be explained by either science or religion. However, we know there is something.

This part is saying; we all feel something, and is the unknown calling in you the same unknown calling in me?

Someday we’ll find it, the rainbow connection,
the lovers, the dreamers and me.

We are all searching, this song separate all of humanity into three categories; the lovers, the dreamers, and me. Notice he is separating self from Lovers and Dreamers. A closer look at them is revealing. First, a “Lover” is someone who is all heart; you don’t love with your head. In contrast, a “Dreamer” is all head you don’t dream in your heart. This may be confusing because some people might argue that they do have dreams in their heart. But all dreams are not good, some dreams are nightmares. I would argue that we have love for some of our dreams and it is that love that is in or hearts, for the dream that is in our mind.

So first, he talks about the Intellectual Scientist being wrong and failing us emotionally. In the second section, he talks about the Emotional Religious being wrong and failing us intellectually. In the third section, he is speaking from personal experience, and he cannot be wrong because he is still saying the magic words “I don’t Know” which are the most beautiful words anyone can say. By saying these words, the potential for growth and learning is there, which brings us hope. Throughout the song there are many questions and many uncertainties, its saying we are all still looking, no one knows…Yet.

What should we do? What does he do? He is not relating to either category so what is he? Some might think that he is suggesting another third unrevealed way of seeking. The truth is that this is his way of saying that the best way is right in the middle- a perfect balance between the two. He does not fail us intellectually or emotionally because he not a part of either group, he is teaching us to be both a lover and a dreamer. This is how and where to look for answers and happiness.

Understand that the balance is what works for the universal self, the “me”, the individual. We need all types in this world; yes, we do need head and heart groups of people. But if there is any chance that “we’ll find it” we need to stay balanced individually.

The way I like to say these things

“If you think you have the truth, you can’t find the truth.”
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“The best thing to know is that you know nothing.”

“If you can Choose to believe it, it is probably wrong.”

“Stop looking “Up” and “Down” for answers. There are no answers in heaven or earth. Look within; all real answers are inside of you.”

“In the end even if we never get the answers it will not matter. The fact that we keep looking is all that matters.”

Someday we’ll find it, the rainbow connection,
the lovers, the dreamers and me.

“Hope” for the “Truth” being your self in perfect balance.

Or just in a word;

“Hope”

At the end of the Muppet Movie, the song has some different verses that give more clues especially if you substitute life every time he says rainbow

Why are there so many songs about (life)rainbows?

That’s part of what (life is)rainbows do.

Rainbows are(Life is) memories, sweet dream reminders.

What is it you’d like to do?

All of us watching and wishing we’d find it (the meaning).

I know that your watching too. (Relating to listener again)

Someday you’ll find it,

the (meaning of Life)rainbow connection,
the lovers, the dreamers and… … …

He finally says it! He says the word life instead of rainbow at very the end of the movie, he could have said; Rainbows are like movies, But he says…

Life’s like a movie, write your own ending,

Keep believing, Keep Pretending,

We’ve done just what we set out to do.

In summary, while all of humanity looks for the meaning of life, you as an individual can find your own meaning. Your life is what you make it.

Thanks to the Lovers, the Dreamers and you

Gt

it starts out perfect, every little piece where it belongs,

pure, unmoved, not a hand has been laid on it.

But it never stays that way for long.

the time will come almost as soon as it is pulled from its protective packaging;

it gets all messed up.

It has to, it must. That is the whole point.

We mix up the cube just to solve it

sound like a wastes of time.

So why do we do this as it has been done.

We make problems, just to try to solve it, only to mess it up again

A cube not mixed is not a cube worth solving

If it ever truly is solved

What is it to be solved can anything really be solved

perfection can be a obsession

short cuts are not the answer.

Even if you remove the stickers

take it apart and put it back together the right way

it is not solved for long you or some one else is going to come along and mix it up,

it must get mixed again if we leave it solved on a shelf it’s really boring. perfection is nothingness

I am just sitting here looking at my cube

I have put it together so many times before.

So I don’t even question if I will try to fix it.

You have to try.

It just becomes a matter of how.

How will I fix it?

Should I solve it the same way as I have always done?

Should I try something new?

a new pattern?

Should I just try to do it faster?

Is there a better way ?

a better pattern?

You can ask questions forever and never make a turn twist

but that mixed pattern you are starring at will with time become just as mundane as if it was still solved in its package.

Keep changing.

Everything is in a constant state of change don’t fight or instead of the cube you will be changed and twisted.

Just keep turning it let the decision just happen.

Eventually you will figure out where to start and build off of that.

Once you have made you choice it is then that your skill and know how all your learned lessons that will help you keep your accomplishments

and move on to the next goal just keep looking for the next block.

I am just sitting here messing up my cube

Too afraid to start wondering if I have been doing it wrong the whole time.

Can I relearn a new pattern?

Is it worth it to me.

For whom am I solving?

For whom am I mixing?

Big fish stories it is referring to a fisherman bragging and the joke is that every time he retells the story the fish gets bigger last month he said the fish was about a foot in length and now he says it was two feet.

I am amazed how quickly the story gets bigger.

I shows a card trick once where the card ended up on the ceiling I had the deck rapped up in a rubber band a signed card lost in the middle of the deck. I take the deck throw it in the air it hits the ceiling the deck comes down but the card stays up magically stuck to the ceiling.

But when people re tell the story of this trick I have gotten responses like he threw the deck up and the card I was thinking of was stuck to the ceiling. Or he put the card in the deck and then it was gone and it appeared on the ceiling. Why do people change what happened.

I did a coin trick for a girl basically she has four coins in her hand I take one she closes her hand I vanish the coin she opens her hand and the coin is there. Now she come back to me one week later and she tells a friend of hers what I did she say he had a coin told me to hold it in my hand he produced a coin I slowly open my hand and the coin was gone.

Why is the story different from the reality of what happened? Is she lying if she is why? It would be wonderful to think that this person would lie to make me look good so I entertained this thought. I could not think of a reason why she would do this because she would then ask me to repeat the trick for her friend and I had to say no I won’t do that one again that was special for you, but I can do one like that for your friends. Then I would do a different effect that demonstrated the same type of effect. Like if it was a card to ceiling I would do another different card to impossible location. Because I could not repeat that trick at that time in the way she told it. She was not trying to put me in a awkward situation but she did so luckily I was prepared with a answer.

So what is weird is that she doesn’t know that she is mistaken. She actually thinks the effect happened just the way she said. I believe this happens because of the way people tell the story especially when retelling a magic experience. So go back to our friend the fisherman let’s take a look at why he tells the story at all. Well like I said before he is bragging he wants to make the story more impressive.

Now when people retell a magic experience they might try to impress you but this not the only reason he is also trying to make you the listener feel the experience the way he did when it actually happen. So people make things more impossible so the person they are talking to can react to the story the way that they reacted to the trick. Jumbo coins will be the size of hubcaps, cards will all of a sudden have signatures on them, and things will appear inside a spectator’s empty fist, and so on.

So that is why they exaggerate but why do people believe their own false stories. Well weather or not people really believe is a matter of speculation. But it is possible people believe their own hype. Memory is flawed at least when it come to telling stories people will tell the same story over and over until they begin to believe what their saying is the absolute truth

People remember things not the way it happened but the way they said it happened. Every one has had troubles in there childhood now if all you talk about is how bad you had it that will be all you remembers and all you think about. If instead focus on the good things and talk about the few good thing you will start to feel that things are not as bad as they seamed.

The sayings you are what you eat and garbage in garbage out is true but remember that the things you say you are also hearing at the same time so spoken word has the power to heal you if you surround your self in constructive things you will talk about constructive things witch you will hear and will go right back into your head like and echo filling yourself with a positive message. If on the other hand you speak only about the bad things you will feel that all you ever hear is bad things and it will bring you down. In life every thing is usually balance and you can focus on either side if you chose to. But you hear many stories of people that say I am going to catch a cold and then they do or I am going to loose my house. It like they are giving themselves permission to have these things happen.

We as magicians spend all this time perfecting a secret art. If we do it right it is totally invisible, no one will even know it is there. I have an effect that I have invested a lot of time into, in the end it is a quick series of eleven transfers of a coin and a ring. the whole effect takes fifteen seconds to perform, but hours and hours of time has been invested in a trick which people like to watch. They don’t even have a clue how hard it is, and it is one of my most requested tricks.

The Beatles their first #1 hit in America, staying at #1 for seven weeks ‘I want to hold your hand” This short two and a half minute song written by both John Lennon and Paul McCartney produced by George Martin broke The Beatles into a worldwide phenomenon. Was it luck, Why was such a hit and why did they choose to break on the seen with this. I have not found any writing on this exactly, but I noticed like many fans that in this song there is a Handclap throughout all the lyrics which is already genius to use hands as a extra percussion in a song titled “I want to hold your hand” but they didn’t stop there, the thing most people would not notice is when the handclaps are not there. The claps are present throughout except when they are mentioning anything tactile anything that involves the hands the handclaps stop when they are saying “I want to hold your hand” and in the refrain “and when I touch you I feel happy inside, it’s such a feeling that my love I can’t hide” This is more than just interesting it is art whether or not this was intentional witch I feel it was, I am not sure who did it but there it is nonetheless this is one of the many Subconscious reasons the public loved this song. So why do the handclaps stop It’s not just because it sounds good it is because they are metaphorically holding our hands or at least reaching out to us the audience so therefore they could not clap. Taking this song from a passive listening experience to a intimate physical contact with them personally.

Also I believe that bands like The Beatles, U2, and even the one hit wonders that live on long after there time that they have a similar message a message of truth and love this is why as humans we are drawn to these entertainers we are searching for truth and love.

Inworld and Outworld you are the link between these two worlds.

There are two planes of existence.

Parallel worlds some people say they don’t exist. People say allot of things it is there nature to question things it is a safety mechanism. But for anyone to say these worlds do not exist when they can feel it touch it is foolish. How could they have forgotten, so much has been lost most have ignored this type information until it means nothing all that should have been passed on now sounds like the ramblings of the insane which might be a blessing to really see the truth which has all been lost in the repetition of so called life. I know you don’t believe me and you might be asking how do I know this?

My name is O I am the connection between the two world. I have this power. You maybe asking “How did I attain this?” I don’t know how I got this role I don’t think I choose it, I believe I was born into this position of great reasonability the ones who came before me didn’t tell me or didn’t know themselves or have made up stories to pretend to have a secret knowledge this is not me I know. I don’t even know who you are your eyes have been chosen to see this, and I hope I can explain some thing for you

all of the interactions between these two worlds are under my control I can not take this role lightly, If I do I will forget, I might never feel this way again. I have to fight to keep the two world separated if not it will all feel like one connected organism I will slowly loose all of my individual identity.

So I must move on I control what goes from one place to another. I don’t know why I do this I just do it. I have my names I like to call the two worlds Inworld because I am from the Inworld and Outworld because it is the other world I am trying to understand it is out of my control. I live in the Inworld. but most of the time I am concerned with the Outworld this is usually to protect, entertain, and educate the Inworld. I am always gathering up information to help the Inworld. In the gathering I have but few methods of which you can attain all my information. From this info I will be constantly required to make a infinite number of decisions on what I am going to let in from the Outworld to effect the Inworld.

The Outworld is a place that is constantly and quickly changing witch is why you need to always be gathering. The Inworld where I come form is a place of intangible imaginary things this it is full of conscious and devoid of things.

Don’t let appearances deceive, the Outworld is devoid of cognizant life, you can change and effect things here but you can’t give or gather anything from the Inworld directly, I must use my creature a my thing in the Outworld that I have give in the gift of life to making it unique separating it from all other things of the Outworld. I have total control of one instrument in the Outworld it is this is the only tool that you have to use to change things in the Outworld but there are others like you some are aware of there position some are not How this two worlds begin to coexist no one knows. Many make up reasons but they really don’t know it just makes them feel comfortable for a while. They don’t want to look any more. They have lost interest if you think you have the answers you can never figure out the truth.

paths persist head on, then the dance

The side too side synchronicity

in the trying to get out of each others way.

She stepped into his arms,

there was…was there

no where else to be.?

The magic moment-in a syncopated waltz

In darkness where he saw her most clearly

Colors floating catching pieces of beauty.

A lady turned tiger bared teeth and smiled.

The song, had begun

Seeing with hands, she is now in his embrace

It’s here she danced as if he was another,

It’s here he danced and there was no other.

Falling lines are not the words

In him are the magic words not yet spoken?

He is a magician, to the world, to the crowd.

Slowly coming undone, sleeves rolled, arms bare

Ritualistically initiated… … …

Let the show begin

In here he boasts power, in here I’ll be with you

Cautiously she crept inside his influence

A moment in trance he made her world vanish

Deep into Illusion she disappeared into him.

Mesmerized by eyes forced to see him alone.

No resistance he bound her tight hand to hand.

How did this…? he is confused?

Surprised? Is it any wonder?

These hands, create dreams,

Manipulate desires, produce love,

Quicker than the eye and more fluid than water

But… now in no slight of his hand she is his.

to his own arousing standing ovation.

But how did it happen?

Does he even know?

he can…can he

hold it forever?

It was…was it

real?

There was no climax, Just a twist. Did not see it coming

Poof!

she was gone.

had he tried to applaud he would have

found himself tightly bound With his own ropes

it’s was all an illusion

The jester finds he is now the fool.

This is not even his show

He believed he had, her in a trance

A spell, he did not cast.

Yet magic nevertheless happened

How

was he .?. he was

…the spectator.

Control be not in him, then whom? Who is the God of this moment?

he sees… Why he should be so blind… Well done… Bravo…

Shattered the Illusion to soon. She couldn’t let it be…

Even for a little while.

but with so many backs to scratch kitty has no time.

Miss Direction

It is one thing to fool someone

another to hypnotize the hypnotist.

Tricking a magician to believing it’s his own routine.

removing all his power,

but still made to feel like a God with her in his arms

turning methods on him so flawlessly that he trusts he had control all along,

a part of him knew, but a stronger part did not care

and to make him enjoy it, and love her for it.

he has to ask, How did she do it?

Dare he ask why?

he sits back powerless in awe of her.

Glimpse the Gazes that takes him apart

He’s had the privilege to see eyes of wonder,

and the look of invisibility.

mothers eyes protecting her young,

look of Seduction, the eyes of a Child, Look of sadness,

But is this special, is this new, the way she looks at him in this moment.

Or is it a tainted gift she gives all when in need.

What does she really want.

It is foolish to hope that any of these are really her. Has anybody had a chance to see the truth?

Would she admit it if anyone did?

Prideful, Her words have spoke only the truth;

yet does she lie, it would seems so, she lies she lies so convincingly with her eyes

Actions speak loud but falseness still echoes.

more then is said He can hear her eyes clearly and wishes it was true at least in the moment.

it is .?. is it

A endless moment of destruction

awaiting for the conclusion.

Or

Now for her next trick.

On with the show.

With eyes closed do I disappear from here?

Out of sight- the quiet one consumed in shadows,

Out of mind- hiding within Internal lies

Alone I go through thE motions

With constant movement these seconds blur

Cards in hands with each moment I pass

Ever-changing but you should never know

Perfecting the unseen Illusion of power and strength

Even if anyone cared

Show me something- They ask to see me -Pick a Card and there I hide

Under pressure I fan the selection and Force the Stranger out of my life.

A Revelation of any thing else

Controlling what is known I never can be judged while

Misdirection from any contact with

No one is looking for me

And still I hide

Waiting for some one to seek

This is not a game and Solitaire I play.

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This is Me…

Well I guess it’s Me?

These might just be words but this is a place where I can get things out of my head all at once. Normally if I wanted to tell people how I was I would have to retell the story to a hundred people, and yes in the process of talking it out loud over and over I would come to terms with my situations. But who wants all that human contact. It not like people really care, at least here they can find out what I am up to without feigning interest or concern.

These writings are just virtual words not really spoken with real human intonations, body language, and facials expressions we can get rid of all those silly human emotional things.

“We want machines more human and humans more like machines”

I am Kidding if you were here with me you would know this. you would here it in my voice.

Why are you not here with me?

The magic words spoken out is power.

I Love You                                              I Hate You

To me all words are magic words. If I say the word elephant it in a way puts a spell inside of your head and makes you picture a elephant. But while writing this sentence I did not say the word elephant if I did there would be no one to hear it and the spell would not work. The written word as well is a spell that is why we call it spelling. Those who could write and draw could cast a spell on the on looker that would control their thoughts. You could empower or curse.

However, what is stronger the written word or the spoken? I believe the spoken has more power because it is a lot easier to avert your eyes then to plug your ears. If I say something to you, it is apparent that this was for you personally. If you find the same word written, you don’t know if it was truly meant for you.

in reading these if for some reason you choose to do so, Please excuse me if Things are not spelled right and if some things don’t make sense. Keep in mind these words are mainly for Me… I say mainly, it is possible that you get something out of these words. if you do that is wonderful. Let me know. Hopefully to my face.

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