Gojira - All the Tears

The Eight Auspicious Symbols

These symbols are:

1. Lotus flower. Representing purity and enlightenment.
2. Endless knot, or, the Mandala. Representing harmony.
3. Golden Fish pair. Representing conjugal happiness and freedom.
4. Victory Banner. Representing a victorious battle.
5. Wheel of Dharma or Chamaru in Nepali Buddhism. Representing knowledge.
6. Treasure Vase. Representing inexhaustible treasure and wealth.
7. Parasol. Representing the crown, and protection from the elements.
8. Conch shell. Representing the thoughts of the Buddha.

Buddhist Chanting & Avant-garde Jazz Metal

This is a strange mixture of beautiful sounds. However the rest of their music varies and is not really like this. This is the only song that has monks chanting.

Padmasambhava

 It is believed that, on seeing this statue at Samye in Tibet, where it was 

made in the eighth century, he remarked, "It looks like me," and then blessed 

it, saying, "Now it is the same as me!"

"One of his qualities is that he has the power to give his blessing instantly to whoever prays to him, and whatever we may pray for, he has the power to grant our wish immediately. Inspired by this, fix a copy of this picture at your eye level and lightly set your attention on his face, especially on the gaze of his eyes. There is a deep stillness in the immediacy of that gaze, which almost bursts out of the photograph to carry you into a state of awareness without clinging, the state of meditation.  Then leave your mind quietly, at peace, wi th 

Padmasambhava." Source

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The Art of Dying by Gojira

LYRICS

Breathing slowly, mechanical heartbeat

losing contact with the living

Almighty TV plugged, hybrid empty brain

don't see anything real in the game

The tension is building constantly

No reason just a reflex I have, driven by clockwork

I try to keep an eye open

And I realize I haven't closed my eyes in a long time

Neglected emotions lead to catastrophic voyage on the other side

I have been given so much stress and lack of confidence

I've been given the gift of so small hope deep inside

I haven't closed my eyes in a long time, I am trying

I cannot stomach these forms and colors anymore

but I'm here to continue, after all I have been through

I try to keep my eyes open, I am realizing

This life and death more precious than anything

I won't bring no material in the after life

Take no possessions, I would rather travel light

I'm of this kind that kills all day

but I don't know yet how to die

Art of dying, is the way to let all go

Within I practice in the secret of my soul

My shape in the reflector

has now for ever, a life on it's own