Nine Feathers (ft. Eta) by Heidi Harris published on 2013/05/01 15:10:33 +0000 Blog post from Eta about the story behind this track... "This humble "empathy experiment", as someone described it, makes even more colourful my hopes about Human Communication."... blog here: http://etadormesuipescivolanti.blogspot.nl/2013/05/nine-feathers-and-project-behind-it.html This is a very special track from "Cut The Line"... Eta (the artist who made the album cover) sent me some spoken word of her reading from a piece she's written, spoken in Italian... I'll paste her translation at the bottom. Hidden track, available for a listen here on SC, its also included with the full download of "Cut The Line". Download album here: http://shop.inneroceanrecords.com/album/heidi-harris-cut-the-line Released May 1, 2013 available thru: http://soundcloud.com/inneroceanrecords Artwork/Spoken word by Eta http://behance.net/Eta Eta's translation: I'm soft skin I'm soft skin I'm soft skin The beauty discover that Compagno [comrade/partner], where are you? Brother, where are you? Are you in a trip too? In which part of the trip are you? If truth and happiness coincide it's my precise mission tell it to everybody Because if I discovered the happiness – the best discovery – Because if I discovered the happiness and I discovered that coincides with the truth If truth and happiness (it's my precise mission tell it to everybody) (And you not woman… And you not woman…) The knowledge must be shared The culture sets free the human The truth is revolution The happiness is revolutionary You are free! But you don't know it. You have the access to the freedom But you don't know it. YOU CAN CHANGE THE HISTORY! But you don't know it! You don't know it!!! You don't know it. And you keep to feel bad. And it's bad! I right mean: it's wrong! Because, simply, you are mistaken! You got a disfunction! The unhappiness is mistaken, because: if the truth coincides with the happiness… I'm a thinker, I'm an observer – then I say I note of all that I can humbly, honestly. I note. I note every doubt. I note also the unbelievable… Perhaps, gentlemen, I show with more accuracy what, gentlemen, what's out of your appeal. I – a reason must exist… […] […] happiness […] Try to follow me anyway… Are you here? [Brother, where are you?] (I'm soft skin… fluffy… Now I'm female… Now I'm woman… Now I'm child… Now I'm old.) (To slide… to slide… to slide) … But I'm always very beautiful… And I'm always been fragile. Sensitive. … The precise call to come back and tell it to everybody! I go there with my consciousness… (simoltaneous…) and there my consciousness undresses itself of skin and textures and immerses itself in the collective consciousness. But I'm always very beautiful. But I'm always very beautiful. I'm very sad for who hates and corrodes themselves with their same aggressiveness. I collect consciousnesses and I collect them long the Cosmos. I collect consciousnesses and I collect them long the Cosmos. I collect consciousnesses and I collect them long the Cosmos. Are you in Hyperborea you too? Come to visit me, go round the corner after the warm tear, there is a kiss – and that one is beautiful and shining, trust me. It's made of needles of truth, you'll feel shivers long all your skin, from every pore will come out electric knowledge. (If you look below there are us…) […] … 'Cause you can feel everything! […] You're free too! The women are a magic path. The women are a magic path. The women are a magic path. The women are a magic path. The women are a magic path. The women are a magic path. The women are a magic path. The women are a magic path. The women are a magic path. The women are a magic path. The women are a magic path. Why do I feel the harmony and I'm happy and you don't? What do you have wrong, humans?* What can I do for you? I'm wondering about it. I know that I would to engage myself in sharing it – the happiness. I must understand how to. I must understand how to.