Orbs the art of
orbs the art of dynamic vibrato…
each sphere a tune….to ring in the new
spin….orbihum….orbiom…
We are the orbists who play at rolling…
god is the conductor or orbs that spin in rhythm..
god is the pulse,the silence….the beat,the rest…
rest…oh rest…in peace….
the earth sphere rolls,the solar system rolls…moves…
move with it….move without it….orbists with empty orbs..of space.
orbism a new art…an old art….the art of god…in perfect pitch…
worlds in delicate balance…
don’t play with sound,you’ll destroy our bones,crack the earth orb…
madmen with new science….playing a game with death..
and death will always win….devising new toys to blow up orbs…
but you can not master the orb…can you feel the pulse of this orb
called earth…we tune it…it tunes us…we align…synchronise with
the heavenly orb…of orbism..the art of spin….the art of animation within…am i just a empty vessel without a heart…or am i the orbist of the art of orbs….we began on our axis…of dust…silence was the beginning….no noise just peace..within the universal masters…space…angels are orbs…can you see them shine…