In response to Folkie I can understand why this theory is offensive and racist. I agree with you on that entirely. But it's grossly unfair to blast Oberones for simply explaining what the theory is. I found the analysis very interesting by the way, even though I don't agree with Jungian theory. Wallamanage on December 28, First off. Aboriginals is a modern term. Dont get hung up on human made labels. Think outside the label. And on that note of thinking outside the box. Let me share an observation and question inspired by TaintedDeity's rebuttle.
Jungian theory stresses that people focus too heavily on science and not enough on spirituallity label it what you may but dont think religiously here. This is just one out of millions of examples of people relying on scientific theory that is supposedly holding us back according to Jung. How do we know he is not right? Thank you Wallamanage. Tell TaintedDeity he can stop being a dick now. Just thought I'd put that out there. Daemian on July 14, I think everyone in this should listen to "Lateralus" from the same-titles album You guys are overthinking everything.
I definitely agree that there is some back story to the lyrics most likely involving this Jungian Theory stuff, but that does not connect to Maynard at all, and we are not going to connect to it through the Jungian Theory either. As Danny Carey said in the interview, they have their meaning, and then they build the song to allow for our own interpretations. Stop over-thinking and over-analyzing, because it separates the body from the mind. Just make it what you want it to be.
I realize this is fourteen years too late, but for the sake of anyone looking into the meaning behind the lyrics to one of TOOL's most arcane masterpieces, please take note: Carl Jung! Interpretations are fine, but please don't attribute this lunatic-fringe chromosome stuff to someone as amazing as Carl Gustav Jung. Oberones Oberones I think the scientific emphasis is a bit too heavy.
Jung dressed Gnosticism in the guise of a science for sake of creating a secular spiritual movement. The anima and animus, forces defined by their contrary nature, are equivalent to the gnostic concept of syzygy.
The Gnostics believed that wisdom, Sophia, was entrapped within matter by her child, the demiurge. The gnostic worldview is both dualistic and progressive. The dualism exists between the evolving realm of concept, language and matter Sophia , and the opposing realm of deterministic physical experience the Demiurge.
They envisioned Sophia as seeking to separate herself from matter by the organizing the material world in forms that could support progressively developed concepts.
According to the gnostic cosmology, this led to the creation of humanity, as a vessel for complex thought through a series of steps called emanations.
Keep in mind that these are metaphors for awareness. The crucifix illustrates the concept. A human form is affixed between the material world the cross and the spiritual realm the sky in suffering, and suffering is the pathway to bliss by means of the Jungian shadow concept. Shaman and the Hellenistic religions were very shamanistic find god through the suffering of a vision quest. So Moses isolated himself on a mountain; Jesus, in the desert. Now that I've covered the gnostic concept, what was Jung referring to by the 2 additional chromosomes?
I suspect Jung was referencing the emanation that will stem from mankind, sort of like Nietzsche's ubermenche. He was saying that, from mankind, there will come another pure concept to break into opposites, just as good and evil cannot exist without one another, and did not exist before man's achievement of moral concept, man will support another emanation of thought a release of Sophia that will progress us beyond our current state.
Jung envisioned this as occurring through the process of imaginative synthesis, what he deemed synchronicity see the Police song He wasn't talking apes and men. Oberones Looked into it some more. This 48 chromosome nonsense is not z gnostic metaphor, but pseudoscience, promoted by a new religious movement called the Flower of Life Institute. Nothing to do with Jung. However, the song refers to progressions of conscious awareness, from the perspective of the Jungian shadow.
The manifestations of these progressions are like a shedding snake skin, while the confrontation and consumption of the shadow forms an Ouroboros. It's a mystical message: one must confront their fears to supersede their cognitive limitations, because fear—the unaddressed shadow of the mind—separates humanity from spiritual transcendence. Creation, of both art and psyche, cannot occur in hiding. Oberones I also believe that this song is about the theory of the superman of the philosopher Nietzsche.
Nietzsche wrote about in Thus Spoke Zarathustra, The Will to Power and other of his writings about that humans are a bridge, a rope between the ape and the superman. And it is our responsability to evolve into a higher stage of human development. This song is also related to the theory of the new man by Che Guevara MarxistChavizta on June 04, Oberones Wow. Pretty rough judgement of the aboriginals! Actually, the song is referring to an evolution 'backwards,' if you will, a man shedding his skin hence the scab picking and snake crawling imagery.
The character in the song is coming to terms with what he really wants, and accepting who he really is: an animal, with all of its primal, raw and innocent? The message is plain: humankind would be better off living 'in' nature than 'above' it, as we are all animals at heart.
Animals that have evolved the unique ability to completely and irrevocably destroy the ecology of the environment needed to sustain their very lives. Diglarrydig on January 26, Oberones Sorry, mate, if you think that Australian Aboriginals don't perceive anything but themselves then you know nothing at all about their spirituality and connection to the land.
My Interpretation "Everyone carries a shadow, and the less it is embodied in the individual's conscious life, the blacker and denser it is. It may be in part one's link to more primitive animal instincts, which are superseded during early childhood by the conscious mind. Apes have I like that interpretation of the song. Tool is an American rock band from Los Angeles, California. We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe. If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Forgot your password? Retrieve it. Get promoted. Powered by OnRad. Think you know music? Test your MusicIQ here! In Lyrics. By Artist. By Album. Soften this old armor. Hoping I can clear the way By stepping through my shadow, Coming out the other side. Step into the shadow. Forty six and two are just ahead of me. You think you're cool, right? When you kicked out people [out of] your house. I tell you this, one of three Americans die of cancer, you know? You're gonna be one of those.
I [don't have the] courage to kick your ass directly. Don't have enough courage for that, I could, you know.
You know you're gonna have another accident? You know I'm involved with black magic? Fuck you. You think you're so cool, hm? Fucking Americans, Yankee. You're gonna die outta cancer, I promise. No one does what you did to me. You wanna know something? I want your balls smashed, eat shit.
Pezzo di merda, figlio di puttana. Well now I've got some A-dvice for you, little buddy. Before you point the finger You should know that I'm the man,. Then you're the man, and He's the man as well so you can Point that fuckin' finger up your ass. All you know about me is what I've sold you, Dumb fuck. I sold out long before you ever heard my name. I sold my soul to make a record, Dip shit, And you bought one.
So I've got some Advice for you, little buddy. Before you point your finger You should know that I'm the man,. If I'm the fuckin' man Then you're the fuckin' man as well So you can Point that fuckin' finger up your ass. What was it like to see The face of your own stability Suddenly look away Leaving you with the dead and hopeless? Eleven and she was gone. Eleven is when we waved good-bye. Eleven is standing still, Waiting for me to free him By coming home. Moving me with a sound. Opening me within a gesture.
Drawing me down and in, Showing me where it all began, Eleven. It took so long to realize that You hold the light that's been leading me back home. Under a dead ohio sky, Eleven has been and will be waiting, Defending his light, And wondering Where the hell have I been? Sleeping, lost, and numb. So glad that I have found you. I am wide awake and heading home. Hold your light, Eleven. Lead me through each gentle step by step by inch by loaded memory. I'll move to heal As soon as pain allows so we can Reunite and both move on together.
Lead me through each gentle step by step By inch by loaded memory 'till one and one are one, eleven, So glow, child, glow. Half a cup of powdered sugar One quarter teaspoo salt One knifetip Turkish hash Half a pound butter One teaspoon vanilla-sugar Half a pound flour g ground nuts A little extra powdered sugar Place in a bowl Add butter Add the ground nuts and Knead the dough.
Form eyeball-size pieces from the dough Roll in the powdered sugar and say the Magic Words: "Sim sala bim bamba sala do saladim". Place on a greased baking pan and Bake at degrees for 15 minutes I will choke until I swallow Choke this infant here before me. What is this but my reflection? Who am I to judge and strike you down? But you're Pushing and shoving me. You still love me and you pushit on me. Rest your trigger on my finger, bang my head upon the fault line.
Take care not to make me enter. Slipping back into the gap again. I'm alive when you're touching me, Alive when you're shoving me down. Put me somewhere I don't wanna be. Seeing someplace I don't wanna see. Never wanna see that place again.
Saw that gap again today As you were begging me to stay. Managed to push myself away, And you, as well. If, when I say I may fade like a sigh if I stay, You minimize my movement anyway, I must persuade you another way. Staring down the hole again. Hands upon my back again. Survival is my only friend. Terrified of what may come. Just remember I will always love you, Even as I tear your fucking throat away. But it will end no other way.
Some say the end is near. Some say we'll see armageddon soon. I certainly hope we will. I sure could use a vacation from this. Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA The only way to fix it is to flush it all away. Any fucking time. Any fucking day. Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay. Fret for your figure and Fret for your latte and Fret for your hairpiece and Fret for your lawsuit and Fret for your prozac and Fret for your pilot and Fret for your contract and Fret for your car.
Some say a comet will fall from the sky. Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves. Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still. Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits.
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