Listen how the Song "Public Domain (Human's Collective Consciousness)" Explores Our Shared Universe

The lyrics convey a clear and powerful message about the shift from individual ownership to a collective consciousness. I begin by describing a personal, internal awakening, where a "secret door" opens and "a thousand thoughts came flooding in". These thoughts are described as both "mine, and not my own," which immediately introduces the central tension of the song.

The core message revolves around the idea of a "public domain" for human consciousness, where creative works and ideas are no longer held by one person but become a shared resource. This is a move from "ownership" to "freedom" and "participation".

I want to challenge the traditional, ego-driven approach to creativity, represented by those who "hang on to badges" and "claim to own" certain chords or scales. The lyrics suggest that these barriers are falling, because "every soul's a mirror now, reflecting the same sound".

The song intentionally touches on a beautiful sense of surrender, where something personal, like a "father's unfinished nocturne," finds completion in a collective space, in "some stranger's hands". This illustrates a positive "loss" of control that leads to a greater discovery.

The final lines emphasise that this shared, collaborative space is the only place to be.

In essence, my lyrical message is a celebration of collaboration and the dissolving of ego, arguing that true greatness and freedom come not from possession, but from shared creativity and the recognition that we are all part of a larger symphony. ~ Nigel John Farmer

LYRICS: Public Domain (Human’s Collective Consciousness)
Listen @ M.A.M (MeditatingAstronautMusic)

A secret door unlatched inside me, and MY world just came alive
And a thousand thoughts came flooding in, with nowhere left to hide
They’re mine, and not my own, a silent, secret sound
A music for the lonely crowd, on consecrated ground

Oh, this public domain, where everything is free
A gift I'm given, though it's never meant for me
I lose the very thing I treasure, but find it's better so
A river overflowing, where the seeds of greatness grow

Some still hang on to badges, academic lines they drew
Saying, “You’re not worthy, you haven't done your dues”
But the chords they guard so closely, the scales they claim to own
Are now a breeze for all of us, a seed that's widely sown
Their walls of egoic ownership are falling to the ground
‘Cause every soul's a mirror now, reflecting the same sound

Oh, this public domain, where everything is free
A gift I'm given, though it's never meant for me
I lose the very thing I treasure, but find it's better so
A river overflowing, where the seeds of greatness grow

My father's unfinished nocturne...
I felt the chords resolve at last In some stranger’s hands, playing out a memory from the past It's a strange kind of possession, to feel a thing you've lost
A beautiful surrender, no matter what the cost

We've traded ownership for freedom, scarcity for song
Where we are all the mirrors, and we all belong
Yeah, we've traded possession for participation, scarcity for symphony
This public domain is the only place to be.