Do you receive?
Do you receive?
Trancer, are you receiving?
Do you hear me, hear me calling today?
Answer, what you revealing
What you concealing, can I call you today?
Everybody's the receiver
Into the mystic and we accelerate
Everybody is a deceiver
You're no misfit, is it calling today?
Up to the limit,
minute by minute
Transmission, hear it calling your name
Girl power, here comes the hour
Coming fast,
Coming fast,
Coming fast
Do you receive?
Come over, decode
Do you receive?
Come over, decode
Do you receive?
Come over, decode
Do you receive?
Everybody is receiving
I'm a freak for the impossible
Here's somebody, what you believe in
See me coming, coming host to host
Up to the limit, minute by minute
Coming fast,
I'm coming fast,
I'm coming fast
Do you receive?
Come over, decode
Do you receive?
Come over, decode
Do you receive?
Come over, decode
Do you receive?
So now the time has come
Our vision blazed and burned
And every night we play
Trance and illuminate
A revelation comes, imagination burned
Our senses activate
Here comes your other world
Come over, come over, decode
Come over, come over, decode
Do you receive?
Do you receive?
Ariel,
Blood jet poetry
No return, no you can't
In the mirror's eye
You're so out of sight
Don't exist, no, you can't
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know
I say Ariel, they won't let you play to win
Ariel, too closer to everything
Ariel, God knows you've proved everything
Ariel, they won't let you ever win
Hey wanderlust, you never say goodbye
Face featureless, open hand
Somebody cracked your sky, in the mirror's eye
Out of time, gone wrong
I say Ariel, they won't let you play to win
Ariel, too closer to everything
Ariel, God knows you've proved everything
Ariel, they won't let you ever win
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know
Say Ariel, (they)
Ariel, (they)
Ariel, they won't let you play to win
Ariel, (they)
Yesterday is gone
Today I'm so on the run
How strange tomorrow will be
For you and for me
'Cause we got a soul don'tcha know?
Now put your faith up in the skies
And see the blues in my eyes
Now it's starting to dawn
What in the world's going on
I seen some shimmering things
Seen a vision in things
I’m so dumb don't ya know?
I’m stealing energy
Some for you, some for me
The darkness comes
The night will fall
On and on we hear the call
Now time has come
Spirit, Power and Soul
And I get the feeling
Spirit, Power and Soul
Lay awake too long
Dark has come, hope has gone
I seen some glimmering things
It's just a vision I'm in
When we all turn to gold
Whеn make believe is in your eyes
That’s when I realise
The dawn has come
Your star will fall
On and on we hear the call
Now the time has come
Spirit, Power and Soul
And I get the feeling
Spirit, Power and Soul
Now time has come
Spirit, Power and Soul
And I get the feeling
Spirit, Power and Soul
Walk and talk in the danger zone
We gotta go to beyond the world
Check 1,2,3,4,5
Senses will blow
All together now
Go, Go, Go
Play that music storm
We can't hear
On multi-screen
And watch your dreams appear
Strange times spinning out heaven's gate
Somewhere on sensory street
Oh No!
All fucked up on remote control
We turn on the impossible
Under the neon light now
"Rewind, rewire" I'm thinking
Something is happening to me
Oh No!
Senses storm in the dangеr zone
We read stars in thе afterglow
Dance in the beam
Come and collide with me
Play back your dreams and have a dream on me
Noise and rhythm in the golden haze
Back to the neon and it's getting strange
Burn that noise in the danger zone
Somewhere on sensory street
Oh No!
Strange heaven
Strange rhythm
Strange heaven
Strange rhythm
All charged up in the race to dawn
We all fall in liquid love
All together at the break of day
Sensations spinning out
I can't stay
Noise and rhythm sets the scene up here
Some education
C'est la vie je doir partir (It's life I have to leave)
Strange kind of heaven in the danger zone
Somewhere on sensory street
Oh No!
Strange heaven
Strange rhythm
Strange heaven
(Oh No!)
Strange rhythm
(Somewhere on sensory street, Oh No!)
Strange heaven
(Something's happening to me, Oh No!)
Strange rhythm
Strange heaven
Strange rhythm
Strange heaven
Forever
Forever is mine
Together
Tenement time
Whatever
Whatever we find
Forever
In tenement time
Riding on release, second generation
Here we go round again
Never looked down, was a sweet sensation
Happy ever after again
Sucking and seeing straight through the future
Love what's coming again
I've strung on on bеlief
I've strung all we need
I've strung all we need
Forever
Forever is mine
Together
Tenement time
Whatever
Whatever we find
Forever
In tenement time
Forever
Forever is mine
Together, in
Tenement time
Whatever
Whatever we find
Forever
In tenement time
Second sided never missed a set, hey
Look what's coming again
Goes through space
Slipping through the crossfire
Look what's coming again
I've been in that street
Running wild after leash
Hey
Here we go run out again (here we are round again)
I've strung all we need
I've strung all we need
[4xs Reprise]
Forever
Forever is mine
Together
Tenement time
Whatever
Whatever we find
Forever
In tenement time
Talking with my shadow
Escape the sensory
Some other day tomorrow
Tomorrow endlessly
Switching through my channels
I’m a real machine
Calling me to follow
A detour memory
Climbing through the static
Just how I need to be
Future daze tomorrow
Called my history
Look through every window
Walk through any door
Now don’t you know
I never saw the world so clear before
In these days
Life is all perfect storms
In these days
Holding on
For so long
Drinking with my shadow
I heard it calling me
We will find tomorrow
Somewhere where we can be
Walking through the static
Dreaming endlessly
Another way tomorrow
Leave the sensory
In these days
Life is all perfect storms
In these days
Holding on
For so long
In these days
In these days
This is talking about extra-sensory transmission, call it what you will, as in humans being capable of receiving and transmitting like radio receivers. It also refers to having to conceal this, and not being a misfit if one is self-aware and capable of this. Furthermore the songwriter would like to be able to contact this individual, and the individual is female, ("girl power"), and states that the transmission has named her ("Transmission, hear it calling your name"), which happens to coincide with this happening for the first time consciously, a stealth naming using biblical referencing by the one person with the history in his possession for ten years, who's been referencing it enough to indicate that this naming is not chance. The songwriter, Johhny Marr, wants to know the nature of this ("can I call you today") and appears to be asking, personally, for an explanation ("come over, decode"). The the ability to receive is potentially universal, but is also decribed as accessing the impossible in the same verse, (the fourth).
With verse five Johhny is expressing that this ability of receiving a collective vision (which is what I'm saying) has just engendered a complete world, (which is what I'm saying, with outcomes like "Coloratura"), and that this is hosted and received by a lot of people (which is what I'm saying), with Johnny himself being one of them. TRiMB is a public experimental attempt at recording a singular vision inside one's mind in order to test whether it had a collective impact past material consciousness as we understand it. The test is to find out whether the collective sense experienced in the vision had a collective impact at all. The attempt was impelled by what immediately happened after the first writ, and has been happening for thirty years (iBook).
The name Ariel means "lion of God". (It's my brother's name, I'd know.) It was the title of Sylvia Plath's posthumous volume of poems published after her suicide. This film makes the case this was fed by partner neglect by a male in the all too common presumption their sexual entitlement and genius have supercedence over their partner's, to the extent of burying their life. It's a canny framing for the song, actually, given what I related in the letter, which this has prompted me to summarize below.
I did predict "lion" would be one of the symbols, albeit predicting it for the male side. However since I was basing that prediction on this image it actually fits as follows: Ariel was the name of Sylvia’s horse; -her poem was about a runaway gallop as liberation, emancipation through rebirth. I am not implying any similarity apart from thematically, but this poem was hyperlinked in the narrative for the same reason (-the unicorn was personification, TRiMB, p. 22, top paragraph), due to misapprehending the GHOSTEEN cover and interpreting the white horse I mis-identified as a unicorn as representing the male side. So curiously what I predicted about the male in terms of symbols comes true with the narrative in terms of what Ariel represented to Sylvia Plath, as in the narrative both the unicorn in the dream and the lion represented the male/salvation.
It is not right to hijack the song's intention and I'm not trying to. What I find curious is that the chorus does not fit the narrative arc of Sylvia's life arc, but rather this narrative. Sylvia Plath wasn't attempting to prove anything but her own worth as a poet, and she was rendered invisible by one man, her partner. On the other hand I presented Bono and WPC with a potential God proof in 1999/2000, using poetry in the form of song lyrics. (In this analogy the lyrics in terms of what they mapped being a soul's sacrifice/resurrection, they really are "blood jet poetry".) Also the use of "Ariel" in the 2nd chorus doesn't sound like a title citation at all, but rather addressing a woman in the song by name, shifting the meaning. So I'm going to interpret this song in terms of the letter I sent December 2020 as follows:
Chorus 1 being "I know" on repeat reflects on the graduation that happens every time someone at the core of what's happening gets contacted and reacts, or appears to, meaning hopefully the information was absorbed. This time it was Martin Gore, and the first thing put out under Depeche Mode's banner since that letter (it so happens), says exactly the same thing. Martin was the last songwriter I felt obliged to contact individually.
"In the mirror's eye, you're so out of sight"
"Somebody cracked your sky, in the mirror's eye"
This actually latches into a very long running theme in the book. In the second round of letters Bono received hand to hand for Christmas 1999, I talked about how I was this freak reflection inside the mirror, -and just like in David Bowie's "Thursday's Child", this particular essay was me showing that I was not a reflection (iBook p. 1842, video, 3:28). I took the theme in this video and merged it with an element in "Tears" by The Stone Roses ("Do your best to smash my picture on your wall"), shifting the analogy so appearing was shattering the mirror in an act of individuation that would likewise prompt individuation in those I viewed as unconscious inspired participants like Ian Brown. In shifting the analogy I made it about shattering the mirror in the act of stepping out of it. This became a running theme in the music feedback with WPC/The Smashing Pumpkins' "The Imploding Voice" and "Glass & the Ghost Children" (iBook, p. 1375), which were interpreted in accordance with this analogy, with stepping out of the mirror causing the mirror to shatter and starting individuation within the universal feedback loop. David Bowie then picked up this theme himself with "The Loneliest Guy" off of Reality (iBook, p. 1841), and kept with the analogy artistically until the last EP before his death. David figured most prominently in the full letter to Martin, because the entire background explanation was framed by relating his passage in terms of what happened in this prologue juxtaposed with this video, with what very well could be a representation of Bono as mirror ball man, which was a throwback to his persona of the fake televangelist. Since I considered Bono responsible for cracking the sky in exactly this manner, this is part of the background I edited out. (-Yea, the "I have a vision, television" dude. And yes, he has a secret he's amused over to no end, and it's not his soon to be former Gibson.)
And in actual fact what I edited out was how with both men I presented writing to, it didn't even matter if I proved what was going on (granted this was only attempted with the second). The book's remainder was how I turned the existing musical feedback loop into a proof exercise with WPC, which was irrelevant to him unless it involved me as his personal sex object. If that wasn't in the offing because he rejected it, it was the equivalent of not existing. This is like asserting the whole thing happening through extraordinary unearthly avenues simply doesn't exist (even if I prove it does), because he inveighed that whether it existed was contingent on his power to reject the sum of observation (proving it did not matter, but then in matters of the heart, it doesn't). That's the nature of the ego trip, even if bowing out was taking, in his view, the high road because he realized that it was not him. His live performances at the time were part of an art concept that in part reflected that.
The December 2020 letter was an explanation to Martin of how both parties chose to deliberately make me completely invisible for seventeen/eighteen years (both took that long), and that their neglect of what happened forced me into the position where I felt powerless to reveal to him for that entire span of time, because both chose to ignore what they saw and their own impressions and/or could not be bothered to react in any evidentiary way. (Neither knew nor cared what the potential costs to me or others might be, though visibility in this context is not determined by them and perhaps they wanted to see whether that was possible.)
This song's chorus is the rejoinder that God knows it was proven, with the likely implication that like these particulars, the world will care even less than they did. It exists to prohibit not acknowledge. It is determined to never permit your existence. Like Sylvia, it would sooner destroy you first. (This was done to my mother by her husband and this is her name. I thought for quite some time she'd have been better off if she'd killed herself, as what happened to her was incomparably worse than Sylvia Plath's life story. I changed her name in the iBook to her grandmother's middle name.)
Anyway, I said this was about whether God would appear in this context, (or not, if you don't think so, read the full proposal) and with this song God appears as the ultimate observer and arbitrator of reality, in the precise context of what I related happened, the iBook Bono keeps stealth acknowledging but won't actually acknowledge, deliberately making me permanently invisible in much the same manner acculturated patriarchy permitted the erasure of Sylvia Plath as something within the realms of normalcy that wouldn't even put a reasonable dint in a man's career. Had things been left in Bono's hands, none of this would exist. Thanks to his and WPC's silence, it still doesn't.
This song expands on "Receiver" by making the same sensibility about a collective "we" hearing a collective "call" that has to do with a commonality of the soul, something undefinable past material reality. The first verse asserts access is contingent on faith in the above or transcendent, which is then conferred by looking directly into "my" eyes, the eyes of a man. I predicted the transcendent male's eyes would be depicted as blue. -Johhny Marr's aren't, by the way, so the blue he's alluding to is from something else, making this is either about someone else, or an aspect that that is associated with the trascendent sky, which I also predicted He'd be associated with.
We then transition onto a new dawn caused by a vision with the second verse, and a reversed sender/receiver analogy (juxtaposed with "Receiver"), describing the exhange of energy being reversed from the songwriters back to the "receiver", with Johhny sending energy rejuvenating the "receiver" through song.
With verse three the vision is a collective transition where all of the participants become gold, and this is the arrival of the dawn. This is like ascension, especially in Biblical terms, where the Bride, (the Church) is personified as the New Jerusalem with streets paved with transparent gold. I latched onto the anaology of the Church as personification since the beginning of the event I perceived as the inception of the transcendent consciousness (iBook p. 735), and the Church personified as New Jerusalem in Revelations is a gold city. In that aspect, "we all turn to gold" is literally ascension or incorporation into this collective consciousness by being part of the collective vision by the allusion being self-acknowledgement, which is how I say this develops over time. The verse concludes that this dawn arrival will precipitate the landing of the star (the song's object either is or possessed this star) on earth, which is the same as appearing by descent. I predicted this would be a symbol for the female side, because it's been a symbol for thirty years. (iBook, too many pages to mention but the trigger was that same lyric, p. 413; -Bono transitioned the symbol on p. 625. Either star or eclipse appear as symbols of the female on p. 560-1, p. 584, p. 592-3, p. 601, p. 620, p. 684, p. 696, p. 710, p. 834, p. 916, p. 950, p. 993, p. 1032, p. 1043, p. 1084, p. 1089, p. 1151, p. 1159, p. 1219, p. 1318, p. 1467, p. 1516, p. 1565, p. 1633, p. 1655, p. 1733, p. 1737, p. 1781, p. 1784, p. 1787, p. 1791, p. 1796, p. 1798, p. 1804-5 ("black star" ), p. 1831, p. 1839, p. 1875, p. 1887, p. 1966, p. 1987, p. 2017 (hyperlink), p. 2143-4, p. 2146, p. 2159-6161. You get the idea.)
'When make believe is in your eyes" frames imagination. This started by acting in terms of theoreticals, dubbed potentialities, mental possibilities with no outward manifestation, framed as a parameter set nonetheless.
This is the same theme as "Receiver" and "Spirit, Power & Soul" amplified as a gorgeous fun filled psychedelic romp, harking back to the '90's and beyond, with the attendant edge that winnows a trip, of course (back when the wind was a natural energy that helped perform a harvest and kept you alive; mystic rhythms integral to life as sacred experience now was simply natural experience back then). This is grounded in the reiteration of turning on the impossible, an objective way of having the mind appear and maybe hopefully something else in the form of giving the dream back.
"Play that music storm we can't hear" - tugging out the universal thematic thread, the one that manages to play dreams realized on multi-screen, a way to turn potentialities into reality - writing this out is doing exactly that. The situation is depicted as "strange times" at "heaven's gate", - Imagine that!
"We read stars in the afterglow" is witnessing what happens in the musical feedback, which is what establishes nascent collective consciousness, along the lines of this analogy, which has been around a long time (iBook p. 1666, everyone can go flip now).
It's the same as opening up an immersive love, but it's also very dangerous. You can lose your soul in the try, and it's about being willing to give up your life, it's about the afterlife; -it's a really strange ride if you read it, not necessarily pleasant, and probably was at the worst danger on p. 32.
This is a walk back through time to the mindset before making it that it took to make it, that also iterates this being a comeback or second round, a restart on "happy ever after", and the integral value of music, "I've strung all we need".
The only reason I'm referencing it is because belief that this is "forever" has come up spontaneously at these thresholds repeatedly over time, both knowingly and unknowingly. Both are essential but it's the unknowingly that objectively counts.