Yeah we're all gonna die (someday), but I'm in no rush to do so, and am wary of the whole self-fulfilling prophecy deal anyway. It also seems like these "prophets" are usually feathering their own nests with the fears of hopeless people.
I believe we should listen to our best scientists, and that humans are remarkably resilient when it comes to addressing issues that confront our civilization's continuation.
That being said, I am friends with (and am related to) people who have some amazing (psychic?) gifts, and I can't imagine the burden of being able to foretell the future.
Definitely a Twilight Zone episode.
When Teddy and I were writing together, he would often record (on cassette) me singing the nonsense noises I produce as place-holders for lyrics. He would take the tape home and listen, and then create lyrics based on my weird wailing ("It sounded like you were saying...").
I won't go as far as to say I was "channeling" some music spirits, or that Teddy was "channeling" me, but the results were often meaningful and profound.
Tales of No Tomorrow
The first time that she saw it
Was at only nine years old
The clearing through the forest
And her future was then told
The vision was a lonely one
Her world would abruptly end
Mama I ain't gonna make it
Baby let me hold you once again
In another part of the country
A little boy would soon be ten
From his bed he stared at the ceiling
And it wasn't just pretend
His outlook was shattered
Lost love is no big deal
And nothing really matters
Awaiting the spin of the wheel
Tales of no tomorrow
Dreams of yester-year
You've got to fight the premonition
Fight the premonition
Make the tears disappear
And tales of no tomorrow
There are people from all around the world
Who see things very clear
I wish that we could save them all
Say the word and they'd be healed
Is it better to know what comes and goes
Or is ignorance bliss
Will the winds of time intercede
Like a lover blows a kiss
Tales of no tomorrow
Dreams of yester-year
You've got to fight the premonition
Fight the premonition
Make the tears disappear
And tales of no tomorrow
Teddy Zambetti: drum programming, bgs
Richy Stano: acoustic and electric guitars
Written by Britt Bacon and Ted Zambetti
©1988
Source: 1/4" analogue tape 15ips
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