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Mediums

by Alex Stinard

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1.
Genesis 06:57
Grinding all of our lives, for control. In the end, we will lose hold. Genesis. Apocalypse. Consequence will follow it. First, it's genesis, then comes apocalypse. Matter is binding and patterns defining. Time released prophecies detonate brilliantly. The chain is continuous even when you can't feel it. First, it's a genesis, then comes apocalypse. Matter is binding and patterns defining. Illusions of manipulation, only simple calculation. Time is not in one direction. Contemplate it as a whole. Grinding all of our lives, for control. In the end, we will lose hold. I've been orphaned from the source. On course, with no options. Ejection's impossible. A play it is written. The props are positioned. Just listen, and plug in when you get tired. Grinding all of our lives, for control. In the end, we will lose hold. Genesis. Apocalypse. Consequence will follow it. First, it's genesis, then comes apocalypse. Matter is binding and patterns defining. Time released prophecies detonate brilliantly. The chain is continuous even when you can't feel it. First, it's a genesis, then comes apocalypse. Matter is binding and patterns defining. Illusions of manipulation, only simple calculation. Time is not in one direction. Contemplate it as a whole. Highways guide chemicals. This reality is physical. Mediums of the spiritual. Genesis. Apocalypse. Consequence will follow it. First, it's genesis, then comes apocalypse. Matter is binding and patterns defining. Time released prophecies detonate brilliantly. The chain is continuous even when you can't feel it. First, it's a genesis, then comes apocalypse. Matter is binding and patterns defining. Illusions of manipulation, only simple calculation. Time is not in one direction. Contemplate it as a whole. Grinding all of our lives for control. It's the end. We have lost control.
2.
Thrive 06:40
Nothing we can't do, when you help me and I help you. We can build a trust. Love is meant to flow between us. We triumph over, mother nature, when cooperation, is our behavior. Stake your claim in prosperity. Greater things can be, when we work for free. You play your part in the great scheme of things. Thankful for blessings, in all forms they can be. We must know what it is to be, it is to be, without society.
3.
Triggers 02:56
4.
I, I was set forth a blind man. A child sees black and white to have the wool pulled tight. I saw the whole world seemingly, without a hint of grey. I saw no wasted opportunities, the world was black and white. Could not imagine a condition that could ever break my faith. I couldn't lose. I had no limits. Future's in my hands to make. Alternate reality, invading my mentality. Retreating to a sanctuary. Puzzled by my destiny. Alternate reality, invading my mentality. Living with dependency, and duplicating history. I, I was set forth a blind man. A child sees black and white to have the wool pulled tight. Cursed with the weakness of our fathers' father's blood and bones to break. The matter's absolute and binding, then the soul begins to shake. The storm of inhibition starts to wash away, any confidence or strategy, all hues resign to grey. Stifled, muffled, stolen the pulse. I'm feelin' down when you're around. Love is meant to flow between us. Look at me, and trust in me. I promise to return to you that which you cannot bare to lose.
5.
Moments 04:31
She opened up her eyes to a darkened room. A squealing PA system broke the silence of the tomb. The voices cried out with panic, "We've lost control!" The door swings open. Locks are broken. She was free to go. Muffled, shuffling, down the hall. The bathrobed soldiers fall in line. A crowd is forming the in the rec room. There won't be guards to stop this time. Just take a breath and sigh. This is your life, waiting inside. Is our destiny to fight, reflecting light? Sirens serve as strobe lights. The tune is in their minds. The mob is moving synchronized. They dance as free men tonight. Just take a breath and sigh. This is your life, waiting inside. Is our destiny to fight, reflecting light? Moments showered in chaos. I'm pushing back the crumbling walls. You better trust in your reality. So the rest can fade away.
6.
Find what makes you vibrate. Never stop until the light burns out. Eyes wide open, don't break your gaze for a penny to be paid. Take time out to just the think about. Sit still and know before you walk you gotta see the route. Contemplate. The question you must answer is the "why". To exist is to have purpose, nature's will can't be denied. The spider who controls and eats the insect population, the bees landing on plants to pollinate for reproduction, the natural disaster bringing waves of destruction, you're the winter freezing over so the spring can bring creation. Find what makes you vibrate. Never stop until the light burns out. Eyes wide open, don't break your gaze for a penny to be paid. You must do whatever it takes. Financial lock-down, "we can't cut you a break". Now stretch yourself and depress yourself. You must sacrifice it all to be a person of wealth. So relieve your pain. The game is set. You can do no wrong. There's no need to stress. Thought he was layin' foundation, he was diggin' a whole. Nobody tells the tale of, of a broken soul. Lives forsaken, trustin' in the system. Your time you are wastin'. He woke up on the side of the road, with a heavy heart, and without a soul. Miles from home, the world had darkened, but there was light on the horizon so he started walkin', slower in time 'til his footsteps matched his breathing, and the light moved from his fingers to his toes. Find what makes you vibrate. Never stop until the light burns out. Eyes wide open, don't break your gaze for a penny to be paid.
7.
Mediums 04:23

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released November 26, 2013

Music written & performed by Alex Stinard
Vocals performed by Derek Shank & Emily Jo Tanzey
Vocals recorded by Take A Stand Productions at Red Diamond Studio
Mixed & Mastered by Jimmy Fahey at MixHaus Studios in Encino, CA

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Alex Stinard Morgantown, West Virginia

My name is Alex Stinard. I studied music my whole life, learning to play numerous instruments over time, but found myself playing bass in a local band for a number of years. I felt compelled to find another outlet where I could release music I was writing and put to use my knowledge of multiple instruments. I’ve been able to focus this musical outlet into a 7 track EP entitled “Mediums”. ... more

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