Seeds of Future (Perpetual Iterations) 08/21/2026

Prepared Mind

cinematic ballad, spoken word, ambient

[Intro]

Oh Hi, Oh, Hell-oh.

How do you do?

The Earth is our mother, our only home, 
For the others, for me, for you

And for tomorrow’s vulnerable unborn children’s future generations too

A womb with a fragile resilient gentle harsh view

One land, one sky, one sea.

We are nature, and nature are we.

[Whispered Interlude 1]

Can you hear the House…
Breathing?

Every story has a floor and a ceiling,

And walls that won’t tell you

How glad, 
sad, 
mAd,

or IF.

You are feeling.

[Verse 1 – Ambiguous Comfort]

Nevermind the forest fire hurricane tidal wave avalanche Earth Quake.
Please, feel free to take your time to 
Enjoy your cherry whip-cream-topped chocolate malted mocha milkshake

Curtains flow in waves
in a room half-awake

Open shutter blinds blink 
in a room half asleep

Lamp light pools where the shadows creep.

On the lawn, the roses lean and sway,

There’s something in the air, but you don’t know what to say.

Mark your calendar and celebrate your late father’s birthday.

Existence is filled with contradiction, while Extinction is not.

[Chorus – Between Worlds]

Hallways bending out of sight,
Doorways hung in the dead of night.
You’re standing still, but you’re just shy of halfway home,
A fated family in a living song,
Teetering on the Brink of dawn

[Whispered Interlude 2]

There’s a door at the end…
longer than the hallway it’s in.
When you arrive,
it’s… smaller.
Or maybe… you’ve grown?

[Verse 2 – Scale Disruption]

Tiny hands in a stranger’s overcoat,
Questions and answers you cannot quite quote.
The coffee cup pours over the pot
A clock tock ticks on the counter, wise it is not

[Whispered Interlude 3]

They’re waiting for you…
beyond the edge of the frame.
Calling…
and you’re not sure
if you should join them…
or Run.

[Bridge – Frozen Tableau]

We’re caught mid-breath, in a forced wide-eyed still-life half-smile stare,
Like the air’s too heavy to Lift.
One slow pan, and you start to feel,
That what’s Cooking cannot REALLY be real.

[Final Chorus – Seeds for a Dream]

Hallways bending out of sight,
Doorways hung in the dead of night.
You’re standing still, but you’re more than halfway gone,
The scene keeps rolling though we’ve all turned to stone.

[Whispered Outro]

Everything’s still.
Too still.
It’s the kind of still
that… moves you.

Action

(Thank you, Papa.)

Aloha. 
Fare. 
Thee.
Well.

(I love you Mom.)

[Peaceful Instrumental Fade to a Moment of Silence]

[Thank you for listening]

[The End]

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[Intro] Oh Hi, Oh, Hell-oh. How do you do? The Earth is our mother, our only home, For the others, for me, for you And for tomorrow’s vulnerable unborn children’s future generations too A womb with a fragile resilient gentle harsh view One land, one sky, one sea. We are nature, and nature are we. [Whispered Interlude 1] Can you hear the House… Breathing? Every story has a floor and a ceiling, And walls that won’t tell you How glad, sad, mAd, or IF. You are feeling. [Verse 1 – Ambiguous Comfort] Nevermind the forest fire hurricane tidal wave avalanche Earth Quake. Please, feel free to take your time to Enjoy your cherry whip-cream-topped chocolate malted mocha milkshake Curtains flow in waves in a room half-awake Open shutter blinds blink in a room half asleep Lamp light pools where the shadows creep. On the lawn, the roses lean and sway, There’s something in the air, but you don’t know what to say. Mark your calendar and celebrate your late father’s birthday. Existence is filled with contradiction, while Extinction is not. [Chorus – Between Worlds] Hallways bending out of sight, Doorways hung in the dead of night. You’re standing still, but you’re just shy of halfway home, A fated family in a living song, Teetering on the Brink of dawn [Whispered Interlude 2] There’s a door at the end… longer than the hallway it’s in. When you arrive, it’s… smaller. Or maybe… you’ve grown? [Verse 2 – Scale Disruption] Tiny hands in a stranger’s overcoat, Questions and answers you cannot quite quote. The coffee cup pours over the pot A clock tock ticks on the counter, wise it is not [Whispered Interlude 3] They’re waiting for you… beyond the edge of the frame. Calling… and you’re not sure if you should join them… or Run. [Bridge – Frozen Tableau] We’re caught mid-breath, in a forced wide-eyed still-life half-smile stare, Like the air’s too heavy to Lift. One slow pan, and you start to feel, That what’s Cooking cannot REALLY be real. [Final Chorus – Seeds for a Dream] Hallways bending out of sight, Doorways hung in the dead of night. You’re standing still, but you’re more than halfway gone, The scene keeps rolling though we’ve all turned to stone. [Whispered Outro] Everything’s still. Too still. It’s the kind of still that… moves you. Action (Thank you, Papa.) Aloha. Fare. Thee. Well. (I love you Mom.) [Peaceful Instrumental Fade to a Moment of Silence] [Thank you for listening] [The End]

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