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The Evolution Of Consciousness

by Abstract Sekai

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alistoth An incredibly gifted and evocative lyricist, Abstract Sekai effortlessly constructs entire worlds on this album. Weaving fantastical elements together with deeply personal storytelling, Waxing Gibbous is his personal Hero's Journey and biggest accomplishment yet. Favorite track: Waxing Gibbous.
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Red Rum 04:12
[Verse 1] Dimensions of dementia gravitate like newton theories// Blocking thought pathways to portal lands where minds don't part ways// From Livingstone to Mansa I'll give blood and sweat to breakbeats roaring through cosmic frequencies// Combinations of past presence in present// define borders devine orders come within grasp of fates in close quarters// Vivid visions manifest to take the form of species in nomadic quest// Revel in revelations of restitution upon the crest where// gods command over masses from stone tablets// As hibernated habits reek havoc compound hysteria// But dematerialize in my eyes my stare is eerie// the urge to reconcile inferior// Untwist the thalamus, straighten up the consciousness// Man's true path remains subdue behind atrociousness// Like Achaeans through a Trojan's nest// I find strength in my Achilles heel// And trade angles with angels as demons reel// In new school like ocean men// Set their soul upon the ocean beds// Need the need to dream lay irrelevant// [Hook] Red red rum run (x8)
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Verse I'll channel chi nonchalantly to challenge kings of malice// who give panoramic views of necrosis like twisting vulture necks// vulgar-ness will always show its true intentions// The most devious dawn the mask of deception// For only through your perceptions of all perfect imperfections// Will one remain a figure shrouded deep in misconceptions// They'll cast shadows in the image of the dead like moulded caskets// Imprints of obscurity thus set by modern fascists are Mozart classic// Symphonious synergies in peace within my centerpiece// Seems obvious for oblivion to obliterate the oblivious// Walk the path to corrupt I, nothing quite like Odysseus// Symposiums of delirium, held up in deep mysterium// Should i fail to focus like fractured lenses// I'll hold the stench of failure with both hands and musk myself in frankincenses till above census// I'm as uncommon as it gets// Idle in mass movement still a sucker to what thought begets// And as pluto holds counsel, underworld's emerge like sea turtles drawn to pale moon lights// To surf the seas within these old age fights// while seeking paradigm ships, that seek to sink the conscious in submission// Blinding mental visions as they glisten// Periodic like orbits in space I'll take my mark and set upon race// Then seek space like mighty satellites// Illuminate like Saturn's lights// to wish upon the ovoids of fire within these starry nights// Submerge within the river styx// roam untamed like sea horses in the current// Never bound to mix// With those who put a life over another// curse blood brothers to cast veils of darkness like cloudy skies above us// I'm drawing off the the pages of the sages// To stare into blood shot orbs of mighty snake haired goddesses// And hold right palm over a heart of stone// As i watch as peace decays like grounded gamma rays// I'll take an oath of blood, flesh and bone then gather ways like polymers unchained to leave mother surface in thermionic fashion then fathom// A world beyond the clutch of Gaias crippling embrace// Never to leave a sound or a trace//
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Within the silence of the lambs/ A fostering fear/ as lecters leap for the doubt/ to a deafening cheer/ so cradle self till the heart sleeps/ weights on the bosoms of men alleviated in death/ alee on harps weep/ The melodies of reckoning/incensed as winds on battlefields/ scatter shields/ till forfeits take each to one's heel/ no rosy path on the most silent of hills/ sleepwalking masons to pyramid heads/ build psyches by the edge/*(push the psyches off the edge)*/ self destructive syndromes asymptomatic/ who dares to exorcise those demons deep within their attics/ still at it/ legions that legislate/ with back against the walls heed their whispers, face forward, never hesitate/ they know better/ long nights and buggy sweaters where coffee stains on letters from ethers part stormy weathers/ like bonds tethered where old bones severed/ these scars mark a king who pulls the strings on manikins/ [ hook x2 ] I tick to the tock And Walk to the walk An eye for an eye A lie for a lie A Soul for a soul pound for pound Ashes to ashes Dust to dust [Verse 2] Dudt to dust on land, sea or foam/ my pacts with diligence form/ as the crossroad toads croak/ cloaked in daggers I watched the laggard lads choke/ The hard pills to swallow stay most dangerous to the mind/ idle thoughts addle minds/ so dig deep like mines/ steady ship/ paperhangers as lifeline holders are bound to rip/ calls to the bridge/ port side or starboard/ anchored on a marvel phase out pride for the starlord / till self destructive syndromes sink to antics/ who dares to exorcise those demons deep within their attics/ pragmatic/ God Like and klondike black/ I took the punches and then clawed right back/ with the presence of time means vacant space is ever changing/ with no pre existing borderlands to chain thing/ it grows vast/a mass/a mess/no less/a test/ament/ led to show that everything in open view is heaven sent/ [Hook ] I'll tick to the tock And Walk to the walk An eye for an eye A lie for a lie A Soul for a soul pound for pound Ashes to ashes Dust to dust A tick to the tock Walk to the walk An eye for an eye A lie for a lie from beyond the rye Clouds of silver Their tears unescorted by screams To quench the rivers
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Lucid Raven 03:32
Verse 1 The prodigal son of mother solitude/ With nerves of stainless steel, chrome bones and shifting attitudes/ I'm built from dire states in the depths of mass ignorance/ 21 salutes to the death of masked innocence/ Rivers rudy as mars run rampant upon the land where family trees stay splintering/ I bask within its force to flow of floors of false favours/ study cores of southern black rocks/ Hidden in soils fertilised growing food for thought for sun bathed dwellers/ In worlds of men and mice my stars Meisters to the cosmos/whisper with burning bushes scale mountains where only God knows/ Who enters heavens bliss and dares to follow/ Scriptures bound by chronoscopes that take flight like the ravens and the swallows/ Swallow pride I Jakkal hide fiends in subliminals/ Subminimal every effort reaching for the pinnacle/ Space and time figments of the mind like hyperbolic chambers/ Cloudless climes gaze in wonders at the workings of my iambers/ Who dares to challenge Verse 2 Who dares to challenge verbal masters/ Interior mind renovators/ Underground demonstrators/ Conscious thought educators/ With Vocal faders loud as wild monsoons/ Burst from cocoons with butterfly thoughts in heavy consort/ Carry chaos like a new born child/ Throwing tantrums and hand grenades/ As man drags the burdens that his anger made/ My focus fades/ Remain aloof within this maze/ My shadow clones and jutsus stay sealed in the vaults of manned manuscripts/
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Ocular 04:06
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[Hook] As i walk untamed in hidden dens with pride in each hand// Basking in the bellowing light// As seasons change like luna phases// My tears corrode the statues of defeat// To leave an air of comfort in retreat// My tears corrode the statues of defeat// To leave an air of comfort in retreat// [Verse 1] Through the gates of horn and ivory where none conforms to state// All falls to mighty morpheus who casts the dyes of fate// Spectators within speculums reflect upon themselves// Till mercury recedes to cosmic cells// I'll drown within the seas of seascape// seeking portals of lightless masses amassed within massive measures that master galactic clusters// Imprints of blood and bone on alabaster// Feet walk the path of ancient ronin to then challenge seasoned masters// From this hematite vessel roars my iron lungs// Seven cannons under arms, underarmed in battlefields for zion// Filled with cataclysmic cries, ravage serene landscapes// As dawn reveals her silky sand drapes// To bring an end to the darkest nights// ignite in lightening flash fashion then strike on the art of mystics with hermetic passion// Channel cores from old nordics have heads nodding to organized noise// I'm but a slave to this organ i voice, when all fails// Each random word becomes my epitaph I'm hiding silent screams behind an epic laugh// My mental carving chasms with characters to feed off tectonic plates rocking the undergrounds in yonder through divine states// [Hook] As i walk untamed in hidden dens with pride in each hand// Basking in the bellowing light// As seasons change like luna phases// My tears corrode the statues of defeat// To leave an air of comfort in retreat// My tears corrode the statues of defeat// To leave an air of comfort in retreat// [Verse 2] Rebirthed in zen'ish manner I cut ties that warm embrace with necks of ignorance// Play electric pulses through bulb filaments a nemesis to the dusk// When in mammoth task all ivory towers steep// As time evolves the cells to cosmic dust and with hastened gust// I'll ride the basic baselines organized within all noise ripping all life from lungs to breathe fiery death like dreaded demon pets then drum chest// Serve out food for thought that's worth the digest// starved of knowledge minds will turn to digress// Self induced lobotomies// Vicious as chains of circumstance succumb to stance of those who reuse second glances// mystic as headless horsemen// a portion of potent potions// nonporous to public notions// Mind sharp as the scythe of chronos// Reap visions of those before us// Spread out time remise through cosmic chorus// draw upon the verbal sorcerer// Whose enchantment remains unmatched to reign the underground unbound and close the hatch// Where loose lips sink ships like U-boats// I'll sail the uncharted waters vouchsafed by sea nymphs in symphony// Devine deities and war treaties held up in similes and metaphors to metamorph like carbon forms// Minds allotropic to cosmic orbs// I'm of sand dunes and catacombs// That exist with ancient pyro phone structures high in deserts where pharaohs loom// As punk rock births mosh pits// my walls of the of death close upon all static souls well lost within the mental grove [Hook] As i walk untamed in hidden dens with pride in each hand// Basking in the bellowing light// As seasons change like luna phases// My tears corrode the statues of defeat// To leave an air of comfort in retreat//
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Verse 1 I lay drowsy heads on Portal beds then whisper classic mechanics/ Projecting thoughts locked within semantics/ Seemingly centered i vault the metaphysical confinements/ To dwell in secret homes with flying daggers cloaked in golden wrought raiments/ Then rally the rebels at intergalactic levels/ Swinging sabers at chrome dome clones/ Closing chapters like closed books/ Well lost within introductions and glossary/ Domains of definition that gloss over me/ Shine like sister stars pleaides/ Seven view points to the bull point/ Finding measures of men through boxed in circles/ Proportions well within the tangent/ Built from ground by marc vitruvius/ Only within the dark does light stay true to us/ Bloody vessels my humble scriptoriums/ With examplars to the cause/ Captives to the archetypes but a free man to their flaws/ Through the valleys of papyrus sceptors/ Uncloging mental receptors dedode the visions well hidden in light spectrums/ Verse 2 Dirty dancing with two left feet to the dust that never settles/ The banging on the logic gateg truth tables ever rattle/ Like battles of bellum sacrum sacrifices to the sanctums/ Sanctuaries of centuries memories of memories that echo through auditoriums/ Particles beaming through death rays into phase space to switch states at stake/ Stay nameless like the lady of the lake/ Carry legends through participles I'm analyzing underlining principles of chemical extracts/ unknown foreign like expats/ Condensed thoughts precipitate/ Mercury reciprocates its retrograde to reconcile with recklessness/ Swinging to the sound of cosmic metronomes unknown within fear/ I'm but the bird that leaps with faith off the pier/ piercing through clouds and ailing hearts like zulu spears/ Spilling blood brothers to flood mothers with tears ear to ear/ Confiding in the logic eerie whispers claimed as Vespers to gods/ Evening odds through evening skies blood shot like drowsy sclera/ The only path is for the mind to get clearer/ Fortified my forts form fourteen eyed beasts/ Hyms rising to the north east/ The only path is for...a single mind remains illogical/
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Quagmire 05:20
[Hook] I'll sit camly at round tables with weapons well formed against me/ enter realms of dreams/ seven sentries by the entry/ shackled visions/ Ill wills hidden in envy/ I found comfort in the hell holes that held homes These empty streets/ beat to the sound of cognitive dissonance / man drawn to the power minds warped in a mellow trance/ amorous glance fond to shuffling faces like a rubik's cube/ birth a couple of ideas only to have them ridiculed/ trading sabers with dark forces/ imperialist undercut by my chariot of dark horses/ remorseless/ eternal fires passed down through the torches enter tombs of ancient pharaohs,tell my secrets to their corpses/ pacts between the living and forgotten stay rotting/ the mappers of devine interventions stay plotting/ with potpourri potions placed by the pane/ panic consumes the order/ slack spaces/ corrupt v(f)ile systems in hidden folders / shoulder to shoulder/ my elbows rub with odds/ miscalculated floating points I'm drowning by the ponds/ Godships within reach screech speeches/ intricate, intertwined like the vine/ and clashing heads in classics with scribes devine/ [Hook] I sit camly at round tables with weapons well formed against me/ enter realms of dreams/ seven sentries by the entry/ shackled visions/ Ill wills hidden in envy/ I found comfort in the hell holes that held homes/roam When in ruin my wounded whithering warlords/ step fourth / with shields shimmering/ 300 brethren slain/ que passages of sealed fates/ their souls bound by mother time,her endless gaze and all it dictates/ metallic taste in mouth/ blood pacts spat for the clout/ to clog the wheels of fortune/ leave reaches short of the clouds/ a red nosed clown to count the costs/ thoughts expensive I've been pennywise/ feeding off of fear to clear the skies for the murmurations of starlings dancing like dazed gazelles/ as headlights oncoming leave their minds entranced in spells/ with foot on gas / meddle with metal, pedal thrillers, bipedal killers and sage shape shifters/ wrecked in seas of their endless lies who's to save said drifters/ bent oars on row boats / bireme vessels shells for a lost cause/ monks on horizons, care to walk their paths in cursed shoes/ what blessed views exist beyond these curfews/ [Hook] I'll sit camly at round tables with weapons well formed against me/ enter realms of dreams/ seven sentries by the entry/ shackled visions/ Ill wills hidden in envy/ I found comfort in the hell holes that held homes/ roam
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[Vers 1] Deterministic of every system// Spawning chaos theories like butterfly wings that run perturbations within the distance// Isolate luminous orbs shape shifting through endless cycles// Eyes then dwell upon the moon beams they encircle// I silhouette between all drafted lines// Blueprints of all functioned lies// I scheme between them with no doubt in eyes// To disconnect myself from malformed mental feeds that plant ideas never meant to seed// With false inceptions held up to succeed// But at present Life's a present// like mighty gifts hailed from galilee the weights upon my shoulders I'll hold gallantly// Shattering volcanic glass ceilings obsidian methods subdued in madness// Minds a stone throws away from perfect artistry// Breath harbors heat like desert winds to blaze upon all dreaded fiends// For in this war of words the army of deserters will never win// Psychosomatic foundations of self, waxing and waning// The great mother goddess uncomplaining// as she lights the starry skies with fertile sources of rich anima// My instincts kent like animals to drag death like vulturous carnivores// And spit out shattered bones of contention radical// Nestle with the roots like archeologists that brush upon the history// And still these star studded skies remain a mystery// [Verse 2] Through the depths of concerted substance I'll breathe freely like unpunctured lungs to vent upon sentiments that lay dormant// Awaken what will be and all that is// The silence in this mist where creations of variations live in bliss// Take steps one two one one two skip conclusions that they jump to// True reality remains beyond the senses// Mind evolves from cloudy lenses// Thousand words from vocal trenche// March across no mans land to find peace from all bullets at hand// And with glad i eviscerate// follow gut till bound to grave// Etch myself on hearts of stone that rock like faulting caves// Socratic problems fill the mind to flow like tidal waves// In the shells of former self in many ways// A dread headed wordsmith, cult?, barbarian!// Hooded but never hoodwinked// In this game of moving targets I'll play Artemis// Dream the dream of dreamers// Take my place amongst all optimists like optimus// Transform and elude the scope of oculars that center of endless warring elements where hydra conquers all// And as season fall, and time lapses around its circuits// I'll burst from the surface// sever tongues of seven serpents// Lo and behold as old stories fold plant lead zeppelins as mars attacks with no quarters drawn// Hands praising the house of holies feet dancing to rain songs// Leave indolent imprints// Reminiscent of days gone I'm but days from handing in my thesis// Like movements off the chessboard I've been picking up the pieces// Big enough to feed my ego, the hero the villain the fiend the wind of opportunity in spring// Im heading to fiery crests quests to purge the rings//
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Abstract Verse Allied with madness my science resurrects goons 'midst full moons to run stormy temperaments like wild monsoons// that dilapidate'd social structures that dare lay axe to the spiritual roots// Attached to this world as pilgrims of truth// Honour bonds like I crystallize then shift the eyes// Upon supernova's imploding set blade to the night sky// with free will this heart will beat upon the chest// An echoing war drum that signals internal battles in manifest// Lay heads on mental guillotines that separate the mind from the matter// calculate starry spaces from Leavitt ladders while climbing through Cosmic dreams within a dream
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The Evolution Of Consciousness is an Experimental Abstract hip-hop project by Abstract Sekai. Blending atmospheric,drone and electronic sounds with lyrical abstracts of space and time, science, mythology, astronomy and astrology

I'm no stranger to experimenting with sounds, as a matter of fact every production session I conduct I try to go in with the highest level of uncertainty and an air of disobedience towards conformity and I can't stress this enough. I never really knew what final sound I was aiming for,which made it easier to explore.A bit of my music interests like classical, jazz, electronic, ambient, abstract hip-hop or good old fashioned boom bap were starting points and really I looked to add my own personal touch and spin to things and pretty much ended up with this array of different sonic spaces.

My choice of lyrical content is my comfort zone, that's where I'm able to birth ideas, nurture them, raise them into heart piercing tools of knowledge,for that is my ultimate goal, to educate.I would love my music to spark distant depictions of utopian realms, to be thought provoking, to be a guiding light, to allow the listener to unapologetically immerse in the flow of individuality and embrace the free expression of ideas without fear. The Evolution Of Consciousness Is ultimately a body of work that I've worked on with tirelessly, to the best of my abilities, with the full extent of my love. It is a project reflecting my words unsaid, my fantasies, fears, my joys,Vague and hidden as they are and most of all it's me having fun with frequencies and It gives me joy to finally share it with you all.

I hope you enjoy the listen.

Peace and Light

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released January 10, 2023

All tracks Produced and Written by Abstract Sekai
Recorded by, Rage,Remedy Studios BW
Gaborone,Botswana

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Temporal Form, An Ode to Odin and Waxing Gibbous Mixed And Mastered by Gavan Eckhart at Soulfire Studios SA. All other tracks mixed and mastered by Abstract Sekai

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Abstract Sekai Lusaka, Zambia

Inspired by legendary master wordsmiths such as Kool Keith, Hymphatic Thabs, Method Man, Ms Lauryn Hill and MF DOOM. Abstract Sekai has been sharpening his pen deep in the darkest depths of the underground since 2018.

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