ELEMENTAL, THE FILM
In 2009, in Arambol, Goa, India, an international group of artists have created a Musical, called “Colors Of White”. An English poet and a writer Peter Moore, combined different stories from personal experiences and ideas into a masterfully written fairytale about a transformation of a man, born in “a grey world”. Timeless poems by Peter, such as “Who am I” and “Make Space” become a foundation of this musical. In 2011, in a northern part of India, in Himalayas, we have gathered again to continue this collaboration, yet it transformed into something unexpected. Nir Shraiber, a filmmaker from Israel proposed us to make a short movie based on the Peter’s poem: “The Temple of the Solomon, The King” (Who am I). A short musical film, “Elemental”, features various independent artists from around the globe expressing an ever important question of an inner remembrance.
An earlier version of the track “Who am I” has been featured on the “Bohemian Skies” album, together with Peter Moore and Victoria Grebezs (Storia).
Who am I?
I cannot say.
You see, my seasons they change from day to day.
Poet, Priest Assassin, Thief
My magic suspends my disbelief
Who am I?
I’m just a pack of lies
I’m a tower of cards
I’m the yarn Of a bard
I’m the jest Of a fool
A glittering jewel …
I’m just a candy-coated castle in the sky.
But this little self?
It’s just the day-dream of an angel.
It’s the shadow of a rainbow.
It’s the twinkling in the inkling in the blink! Of an All-Seeing Eye.
So tear down your lying I-dolls and let your spirit free.
Stop searching and find
stop listening and hear
stop looking and simply see…
Do what thou wilt! And no other thing.
Wander alone in the crowd – and sing!
And fear not the taunts of the man and his masses
because when disaster comes knocking
It’s us fools who’ll be laughing.
Now Noah and his folks were the neighborhood joke
Till the rain started falling and the levees broke
and – too late! – the profane saw the error of their ways
at the end of their tethers in The Ancient of Days.
So don’t get manic and panicked when Terra turns titanic …
Just don’t stand and stare at the wave as it breaks:
Do what thou wilt – Whatever it takes!
Follow Lord Fortune wherever he leads
and petition your angels to tend to your needs.
Go crazy!, Go wild!
Get wasted!, Get wise!
Wake up from your nightmares and stop believing their lies!
Get active!, Get radical!
Get real!, And get magickal!
Aspire to your highest and embrace all your lows –
Give in to Desire: let the flood of lust flow.
Let experience unjudged be your Teacher Supreme
in the mystical marriage of The King and his Queen
for devotion delivered from lust of result
destroys the delusions of the personal cult.
And the seed of the apple The Snake gave The Dove?
That was Shakti and Shiva united in Love.
For the fruit of The Knowledge of Good and Ill
was a necessary evil – but a bitter pill.
But the fruit of The Tree of Eternal Life
is the salve to alleviate our mortal strife.
The kiss of the cobra both kills and cures
and the only defense is a heart that’s pure:
it’s a drug to unhinge The Temple’s door
and the key to The Kingdom where Love is The Law.
The word of sin is restriction;
So give in to your Sacred Addiction!
Get drunk on the wine of the Light Divine
so bright that it bites and it burns your mind blind
To all but to Love
and the Grace of Creation:
Divorced from mistaken identification
As you watch every breath
with dispassionate wonder
at once here-and-now and in the blissful Blue Yonder.
So let reason and passion
be your left and your right
no more divided than day is from night.
And then unite by your Arte, your head and your heart
because emptiness ends where Eternity starts.
So let go and let rip.
take a ride – take a trip.
Get to work get to bed
get a life get a grip!
Take leave of your senses
Your cunning pretenses;
pick up your beds and tear down your defenses.
And then retrace the course of the spring to its source
In the time before mind where God Al-One knows:
In The Garden of Eden
Where The Tree of Life grows.
Directed, filmed and edited by: Nir Shraiber
Poem “Who am I?” (The temple of Solomon the king) written by: Peter Moore
Screenplay by: Victoria Grebezs & Nir Shraiber
Music by: Estas Tonne (Bohemian Skies, All roads leads to Rome-Jerusalem)
Vocals and Hang drum by: Victoria Grebezs
Peter Moore “The Storyteller”
Victoria Grebezs “The Fortune-Teller”
Pierrick St-Pierre “The Fool”
Estas Tonne “The Hat Wizard”
Freja Olofsson “The Witch”
Justina Azrienne “The Dancing Fairy”
Dariush Matloubi “The Meditator”
Lisa Angel Celea “The Elements Fairy”
Color Correction and Titles by: Geri Dogys
Sound remix by: Leon Galperin (SoundPro Studios)
Sound recording and backing cello by: Jerome O’Connell (‘J Rokka’), Bristol, UK
Post Production by: Nir Shraiber (Indi-Ya Creative Productions)
Production Assistant: Goutam Bharti
Many thanks to:
Darlini Singh Kaul
Produced by: Indi-Ya Creative Productions
All rights reserved
Deep gratitude To mama India.