You Can Never Stop Us, by Third Option
Oh wow I almost forgot about this one. The thing that I like about this one, actually, is how there’s this group of dudes (multiple version of me of course) saying “you can never stop us” real fast and for most of the time, it just sounds like rhythm instruments, but then at times I notice “oh yeah those are dudes saying you can never stop us!” That’s neat 🙂
There’s really a mixed message in this piece of poem. It’s interesting, because I do that a lot, but I think that makes a more accurate representation of “truth”. “Truth” isn’t this black and white thing where you can take one position. I’ve always said (not always – but a long time) that “truth is a mobius” – meaning that if you take a “position” on something, and follow the train of logic long enough, you’ll find yourself saying the opposite of what you started saying. I think this is part of the fundamental nature of things, where reality is paradoxical – and we do find that most of the greatest truths ARE very paradoxical. Committment-Non-Attachment is one of the major ones.
When it comes to this poem, there isn’t really a paradox as much as a double-edged sword. I was ranting about the wonderfulness of monkeys (monkeys still of course being a very thinly veiled metaphor for humanity) and I say how we dance on the corpse of impossibleness and it seems that this is good news to me, and I like it, and I want it. And then I say how we will adapt, and that still seems to be good news, but then in the next line I say “too dry, monkey? casinos with water fountains every 30 feet” and at that point it no longer seems like good news. Now I’m saying this is ridiculous, we’re not accepting, in effect, we’re NOT adapting, we’re forcing the environment to adapt, we’re trying to put water where there is not water.
And that does sort of emphasize again the mobius nature of truth and reality. We start out with adapting, take it too far, and come out not adapting. Doing the very opposite. And well, I guess I just become another person pointing out that there can be too much of a good thing, that anything taken too far is too much.
I guess that’s why some wise people say “everything in moderation, even moderation.”
The “lyrics” in question:
allow me to introduce myself
i’m the tallest monkey in the clouds
and you can never stop us
because monkeys know just what to do
where to do it
and how
monkeys know just how to howl at the moon
like wolves could never do
you can never stop us
we’ll run to the edges of earth
and when 100 of us know
the rest of know
and when the rest of us follow the edges of the san francisco trolly of the beat
monkeys help dance on the corpse of impossibleness
until the fattest monkey of them all transforms
right here in the desert
monkey wants to make a killing in the arizona sun
too hot, monkey?
we’ll adapt
too dry, monkey?
casinos with water fountains every 30 feet
monkeys
monkeys
show us your true colors
trapped at the edges of the world rolling dough
you can never stop us
you can never stop us
you can never stop us
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Even if you want to stop us ;), there’s still free stuff at thirdoptionmusic.com 🙂
– Aaron
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