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THIS PAGE IS NOT DESIGNED OR COMPLETED YET. THERE IS NO MUSIC ON IT YET. IT IS JUST POSTED TO GIVE SEARCH ENGINES A HEAD-START! Join the list to find out when it's completed! And get all the music FREE! The short version of this message is simple: Be a good person. Don't back down. Caveat: Say you're being mugged. Run. Still, if you are true to yourself, don't back down, and don't be intimidated by anything. Caveat: If you're wrong, make amends or apologise! Join No-1's private list, below, for RARE updates...and get a FREE portable MP3 player, and FREE music! Get the song, Know no Fear, FREE!!! Anywhere in the world...! :-)
(Download) STORY: (read!) JW REMEMBERS...Hi,
Anyway, please try to imagine a person, with a beating heart, pressing away at these plastic keys as he writes this letter…He just took a small breath (not very exerting exercise, writing!), he just licked his lips - it's a bit dry in the room he's in - and EVERYthing in the letter below happened exactly as it says… JW, AKA No-1… KNOW NO FEAR (The Story of A Song - And So Much More…) Sometimes you feel some force, some magic, some synchronicity is with you, don't you? I do - very rarely... I remember being accepted to Oxford University - it was weird. It had been my life long dream to go there,but you couldn't possibly have been less qualified than me. But someone told me to see someone, and I saw him, and...faster than you can blink an eye, practically, I was there... But before then - months before then - you don't have to believe in God, really, I'm not here to promote one religion over another, or any belief in particular - but I prayed. It's so funny, how much the world has changed. There (I think) was a time when people would be embarrassed not to do that. Nowadays, at least in the world I live in - big cities in the western world - nothing could seem less cool.
But I did it. I didn't pray for anything in particular. I mean, if that actually worked, what would be the point? If you could pray to - well, to have something, like ordering room service in a fancy hotel - what would be the point of life? And yet...and yet...it's hard to explain, but a deep knowledge came over me, that my prayer (which was, "please let me get to Oxford in the best way possible, at the best time possible") would come true...and it did. There are sceptics out there, I know, who might say, "What if every stupid person prayed that same prayer- obviously, it wouldn't, it couldn't happen to them all!" I'm not saying I didn't do the groundwork. And I'm not saying I hadn't tried, and failed, before (cuz I had!).But it just seemed like it was my fate - I was in tune with some energy, some something...
And yet, what did that success bring them? Well, I know John Philips became a cocaine addict, his daughter, an actress, did too - all the result of all the money made from their music, which was all indirectly related to that one spin of a roulette wheel... The thing is, you can't deconstruct the universe forever. If one thing didn't happen, then another wouldn't have happened...where do you begin, where do you end? It's so complex!!! I once read a science fiction story, about a man who goes back in a time machine, and accidentally steps on a butterfly. He doesn't change anything else about the past, just that one thing. And the waves upon waves of effects that happen as a result of that one mis-step entirely change the world, so that when he returns to what he thought would be the present he had left from in the time machine, everything is different. The entire world is subtlety different - the same man is President of his country...but, rather than a democracy, it's a fascist country...the language is the same, but the spelling of words is different, "K"s instead of "C"s, that sort of thing...clothes are different...everything is different...because of that one butterfly (or the lack thereof...) There are those- and I might be among them - who have this idea of a higher force...somehow you get in touch with, you feel....it's like, the world, one's life, is like waves on an ocean - and we are all surfers (lovely metaphor, eh!) . Occasionally there are great waves - sometimes there less great waves - sometimes you catch a wave, sometimes you don't - sometimes you ride a wave all the way to the shore,sometimes you wipe out- but one truth remains: you will never catch any one wave forever, yet there will always be more waves. Get back up. Catch another wave. The thing about this belief is, it doesn't have to be true for it to work. If you believe that there is magic in the world - even if there isn't - this belief stops you from being consumed with regret. A bad thing happened? It must have been for a reason! (Even if it wasn't, really, and the world is nothing but random chance.) If you believe things happen for a reason, you will automatically look for the good, even in bad things. My computer screen broke the other day. A minor thing, but really inconvenient. I could have got pissed off at the manufacturer, but instead I found a shop that sold used ones, and now have a much better screen. A stupid, minor example, but I was SO annoyed at losing two day's work at first - but now, for the next year, my eyes will be happier. Again, a stupid, minor example, but what is the point of being angry or annoyed at things you can't change? And if you have the belief that things happen for a reason - or, if you force yourself to act as if you do, even if you don't believe it - you are constantly looking for opportunities. I missed that bus! (one might say...) Rather than "damn!", perhaps think... - what is there to see at this bus station (perhaps great art on the walls...then again, maybe not!). But, what is there that I can learn from.? Can I draw a drawing? Make a phone call? Go back to the beach? See a new city I'd never otherwise see? Make a new friend? Get mugged! (Whoops - sorry - but, maybe the police officer who rescues you will teach an important lesson...yeah, right! The point is not to be stupidly optimistic, but to be optimistic to as great an extent as possible, constantly be looking for opportunities - again, much easier when you believe things happen for a reason! It is such a great way to view the world, and it totally changes one's experience of life...(I personally believe it's much more than just a thought - I believe there IS a magic, cool way that things work, that is beyond our ability to fully grasp, but is…for lack of a more scientifically verifiable term - magic! Even my atheist friends can't help but agree that sometimes, things just…magic just happens…!) Here's my story about that... Girlfriend dumped me. Not something I care to talk about in public - believe private life is called "private" for a reason...Oh...such a long story - just this one little bit of the story: Coming out of the underground/tube/subway thing in London, I saw, on the escalator, this stunning girl. Stunning...The kind that you would never even dream of speaking to. (Well, let me re-phrase that - the kind that I would never even dream of speaking to!) The kind that you can't imagine speaking to. (Again, I speak for myself!) She looked more like a statue than a person. Stunning... I told my friend about it - who was next to me at the time - and, so in love with his girlfriend was he, that he hadn't even noticed her! "Maybe she's on our course," he helpfully suggested. "Yeah, right," I said. "A girl that pretty isn't smart enough to be on our course." Several weeks later, I - oh, this is so weird...you just have to understand how devastated I'd been about having my heart trampled on during the summer. Ouch! Or, to be more accurate, "Waaaaaaaah". Oh, it was not good. It was bad. Anyway, when one is this despondent, one's mind plays tricks on one. And, one morning, several weeks after seeing that girl on the escalator, I prayed. Again, with the prayer thing! Yet, for God's sake (so to speak!) I should do it more often. Miracles seem to happen. Anyway, any of my sophisticated big city friends would think I was a FREAK if I told them this - born again Christians from the hinterlands would have their explanation for what happened - so would Hindu mystics...I don't have an explanation, but let me tell you what happened, anyway. Without understanding why, or how. But it did. I was there. Really (and it helps to see how cool this is if you don't jus think of these as words on paper, or on a computer screen, but can, almost, feel my fingers tapping, pressing down on these plastic keys - I'm a human being, just like you (unless you're a VERY clever dog!), and this REALLY DID HAPPEN!!!)
I perceived - I really perceived this, but I wasn't fully conscious, I guess...it's so hard to explain - in a subtle way, I perceived the room bathed and suffused in a kind of golden light. A warm light. And suddenly I felt good again bout...well, about girls, to be honest. But about everything. I felt at peace. What a terrible cliché - I don't mean I felt peaceful, I felt suffused with a spiritual, electric, magical, uplifting whoosh of otherworldly energy. That's the only way I can put it! I KNOW!!! PEOPLE ARE DYING!!!! PEOPLE ARE STARVING!!! What am I doing, wasting God's time with my petty concerns!!! Again, I have no answer for this. I'm not sure my getting or not getting a girl is going to make someone live or not live, or get a meal or not get a meal. We each have our own lives. I dunno. I try to be a good person, be generous. I don't know. Maybe I should do more. Then again, maybe this is doing something. Telling my story. Helping others. Maybe someone will read this, and use this technique (for lack of a better word to describe it) to really save his life. Or to make the world a truly better place. Who the hell (so to speak!) knows...One does what one does...and then, eventually, dies...(I, personally, am hoping for a cure for death in my lifetime - but, that's a different story...) Where was I? A warm, magical, golden whooooosh of uplifting light and energy - and a certain knowledge that it would be okay. I wouldn't have such an ache inside me. (I'd get a girl! SORRY it wasn't world peace I was after. I did my best!) Somehow, everything would be okay... I thought, perhaps this is God, or some spiritual entity causing this feeling, making me see this warm light in the room...(in addition to feeling something, I really did SEE something - there was a light, there was there was there was, believe it or not! (or...there are those who believe in angels, y'know...who knows...) Then, suddenly, I knew it wasn't any of that at all. What an idiot I'd been. The mind, delusional when desperate, can play some nasty tricks on someone. In the blistering desert of my soul, a mirage had appeared. It was obvious. Why? Suddenly, a name, and a time, had come into my mind. I forget the name, but the time was 3:15, that day. God might, I thought, give me a miraculous feeling that everything would be okay, he might bath my room (or was it an angel?!?) in a warm, spiritual whoosh of magical golden energy, but, I thought it was highly unlikely that he would set my appointment calendar for me. I was supposed to meet a girl at 3:15 that day, this mystical feeling seemed to say. Bullocks. Let's be honest!
Later that day, I ran into a girl I hadn't seen in seven years. My God, she's beautiful, I thought. I hadn't thought of her since that summer holiday years ago...(Another story that IS part of my private, personal life!!!) But, I also thought, this summer girl from seven summers ago is nothing like the girl I had lost, the girl whose hold on my heart was making me hallucinate personal visits from God, telling me I was going to meet a new girl at 3:15 that afternoon! Yet - what a startling coincidence to run into this summer girl from seven summers ago, on this cold winter day when my room had been suffused by a golden, mystic light... Whatever?!?!?!?? What's my point? How can this help you!!?? Read on, and change your life, the way mine was changed!!! What did I do? I forgot about it. I got on with my day. Work to be done (well, let's be honest - as a student, time to be wasted! But, wasted as I acted busy, doing what a student does...which is waste time...busily...;-) Anyway, I had completely forgotten about all this by about three o'clock, probably because I was so flummoxed from seeing that girl from so many summers ago. I was involved with my day, and I sat down on a couch in the library of my college. A girl was sitting across from me. Without make-up, I didn't recognize her as that stunning girl from the escalator from a few weeks ago. I found that out later. She was just very pretty. She was reading a magazine, and smiling every once in a while. I'm so bad at this kind of thing. I truly suck. But, I thought I'd try. And, it was a fair enough question. "What's so funny?" I asked. She was the kind of girl who it's easy to imagine strangers try all the time to talk to her. So, I wasn't really optimistic that I'd have any luck. I was fully prepared for her to say "Piss off." I wouldn't have been surprised. I would have dealt with it, broken heart and all!. But guess what? She was actually nice and friendly and, it turned out, very cool. We had, actually, a great conversation for about a half hour or forty-five minutes. She was actually really cool... The point of this story, and there are one, or two, I promise, is that she had a very similar background to the girl who broke my heart...transference...you've heard of it. I thought I should...do whatever one does towards pretty girls. With this pretty girl. Cuz, y'know, God had told me to. Or whatever (please read this with the appropriate degree of irony? I'm not completely, mad, really...!) It wasn't til late that evening that I realised this had all happened at precisely the moment that I had had this feeling something would happen, that morning. Again, before you go saying, well, my God, sitting across from a pretty girl, must happen all the time. You don't know my course. You don't know the students on it! She was the exception, trust me! Smart and pretty don't often go together! I hate to say it, but it's true! (Not that I'm not, deep down, attracted by the soul and spirit of someone - I am taking the mickey a bit, here, but actually, it's true. It's also true that the girls I've thought had great spirits have always been babes. But, I swear, it's a coincidence!!! ;-) (Ditto on the irony!) Anyway, the problem as, I just suck at stuff like this. Talking to girls who aren't already in love/lust/infatuated with me, in a boy-girl kind of way. I just suck. The only way I've ever made a girl like me is by not liking her. When she likes me. It's just...reverse psychology...I dunno, I just can't do it. (I can think of one time when I just rang a girl I'd met up, but just once!) I AM a great guy (I like to think!) But girls only seem to see that when I already have a girlfriend. (I think, honestly, they just sense the indifference, or the joy, that comes with that!) A girlfriend, naturally, I only get cuz I'm not interested in the girl who is my girlfriend when I first meet her. Cuz if I'm interested, it just doesn't seem to work. I dunno...Catch-22, round and round, you get the point!
Anyway, one day, a few days after meeting this girl - or maybe it was that same day?!? - I tried to say something to this girl or, God knows - I mean, she was really nice when we talked...I forget exactly what happened - I just blew some chance, I can't remember exactly what, and felt I'd blown my golden opportunity with her. Actually, this might have happened just the next day, or even later that day. I'm not sure. I don't remember. But, I do know I was such an idiot, and made such a jumble of things, and...(here comes the point, I told you there was one! We've finally arrived at it!!!!!!!) I woke up the next morning after I felt I'd made such a fool of myself, or had blown my golden chance, feeling I was such a coward, such a fool, such an idiot...and, primarily, I had acted cowardly (I forget the details, now, but...) And I was just kicking myself. And - here's the point, at last, at last - I'd been going through (however embarrassing this is!) a phase of reading "affirmations" that I'd written, goals, that sort of thing - and I was so upset, especially after the Lord Almighty had set me up with this girl, and I blew it, that...I just started thinking, pretending, rather, I was in a band, and jumping around my room, yelling (quietly, so no one could hear)...but, yelling... KNOW NO FEAR!!! KNOW NO FEAR!!! Because I was so mad at myself for choking at my golden opportunity with her. And that's how this song came into being... Know No Fear!!!! Obviously, it was improvised, and screwed around, with, and played with, as it was being created. But, that was the genesis. And if you just think proximate causes, it was the frustration of - of what, though? When the world deals you lemons...make lemonade!?! Of what happened with this girl. But if you just take it back one step - just one step. Not all the way back to a butterfly somewhere, but just one step...what do you get? The genesis of this whole little event was that feeling that God was in the room with me...and, then, when something bad happened, rather than being frustrated, I decided to do something good with it. To make lemonade from the lemons I'd dealt myself! I made an affirmation. I made a song. Know no Fear. (And guess what. The love thing - which is none of your damned business!!! - worked out INFINITELY better than I could have hoped. INFINITELY. But I wrote the song, first! The girl, the song - all related to that golden light, I swear it!) Know No Fear!!! I suggest you follow the advice...(NB Which is not to say be foolhardy...everything, as a wise man once said - was it Aristotle? - ...everything in moderation.) Still: Know no Fear. KNOW NO FEAR. Kick ass, man!!!! This is a great song. Enjoy it... (PS The related story that goes with the related song, Ordinary Song, has more to do with how things ended up working out...read on, when ya want, here...) [coming soon!!!!] Please join the No-1 list?!? It'll make ya smile. Actually, seriously, it's used an average of once a year, though hope to do more. It is SO sporadic, and you DO have a chance to get a FREE iPod mini! So, y'know... Join No-1's private list, below, for RARE updates...and get a FREE portable MP3 player, and FREE music! |
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November 20th 2008
