WHITE VINYL edition - limited to 200 copies
“Lost Atlantis” is an amalgam of sounds and images, a mystical
descent into an “aquatic” world, a poetic rendering of reality and
fiction.
It has been 22 years since the album was released and it still seems so
timely and at the same time lost somewhere in the distant past, without
anyone can determine its temporality.
After all, imagination and dreams extend to infinity.
Fragile whispers, dreamy recitations and the personal music stamp of
Ataraxia, haunt the listener and make him the companion in this
beautiful fairytale.
Indulge in the appetites and experienced hands of Ataraxia, turn down the lights and travel…
"I remember THE EARLY DAYS, the glimmer of the crystals on the
surface of the water, the gold domes, the basalt spirals where, while
meditating, the power of the heart turned into energy of life.
I remember the circle singing in sacred places where incense of
aphrodesia burned, the diamond of astonishing structures built with it,
hybridized, luminescent forms lit by the stars.
I remember the mystical dances, the polymorphic voices, I was in DAYTIA,
the city placed on the fifth ring of Atlantis, here we lived for a long
time, like ancient oaks breathing the sun, our green blood was
photosynthesis of light.
Those were the early days, the ones of APERLAE, the reign of perfect and
always perfectible tuning and harmonizing, Aperlae, shaped like a Lyre,
the constellation from which we came. We swam with DOLPHINS, whose seed
we brought with us from the stars, their games created intelligent and
sinuous shapes, water mandala. The women in labor were lulled by the
frequencies of these waiving water Masters whose smile became maternal
wisdom.
“As high as below”, in the oligomineral realm of the AGHARTI dimension,
the thin golden membrane of wisdom where some of us found refuge and
home after the end of times.
Everywhere gardens and FOUNTAINS, games of hydrogen and oxygen, vapors
of dances of elemental spirits, glittering water figures, those were the
early days before the war between intelligence and instinct.
Atlantis and Lemuria (MU-LAND), blinding duality, everything was lost,
fool scientists, crazy mathematicians, delusional intellects, and
ODUARPA who transformed perfect forms of existence into experiments of
suffocated, compressed, psychotic, revolted life.
These were the last days, mass suicide, distortions, delirium of
omnipotence and, then, that sidereal void, the souls uprooted from the
body, the sightless intelligence of the senses, disgrace became the
thick blanket submerging beauty, and Atlantis was lost, beautiful LOST
ATLANTIS, THE LAND OF SAND, OF GOLD, OF RUIN.
The long beaches where we were used to meditate, we, drops of the same
sea, the golden age and the regality of each one of us, all dragged into
the mud of the eras that follow one another, the ruin of many, the
DEPARTURE of others who keep in their messenger DNA the seed of beauty,
harmony, will, intelligence and coherence of the heart. The golden age
in the caduceus of Hermes, the messenger.
After aeons, in the land of light and poetry, accompanied by the lyre,
with my first breath I woke up and raised hymns to Calliope sweetnote
who hovers and hovers above everything…."
*** Francesca Nicoli
SIDE B – The Town of Five Rings
• Agharti 6:30
• Fountains 5:19
• Mu-land 2:37
• Oduarpa 7:04
SIDE C - Departure
• Lost Atlantis 5:26
• The Land Of Sand Of Gold Of Ruin 4:34
• Departure 1:18
• To Be Without Being 5:54 (Bonus Track)
SIDE D – A Calliope
• Arcana Eco 5:05 (Bonus Track)
• A Calliope 5:58 (Bonus Track)
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