BEATLES’ I AM THE WALRUS AND THE TRANSFORMATION PROCESS TAKING PLACE ON EARTH

Beatles’ song I am the Walrus was written 1967, a critical time in the history of music or particularly in the genre of rock music in general. Different elements in the song explain the experiential process that monitored much of the lyrics and music of the time beginning with Beatles and latter taken up by other bands including the Pink Floyd, Rolling Stones, The Doors, Velvet Underground and the Jethro Tull among many others. ‘I am the Walrus’ with its direct allusions to Lewis Carrol’s poem The Walrus and the Carpenter (From the book Through The Looking-Glass) is more than nonsense lyrics though Lennon was quoted saying in the Playboy in 1980: “The first line was written on one acid trip one weekend. The second line was written on the next acid trip the next weekend, and it was filled in after I met Yoko…”. Whether Lennon picked up the wrong guy, the villain of Carroll’s poem is not a matter of concern but what here is significant is the process of Transformation which marked the beginning of a new era of music and culture that would dominate audience character belief and ethos for at least few decades. Lennon’s mixed reactions to the Hare Krishna experience and to much that was happening around following the Lucy in the Sky experiments, would finally take George Harrison, his friend, to eventually sing with hope and promise the chanting song My Sweet Lord in the December of 1969. Quite interesting is the take up from Lewis Carroll’s poem, he was much the influence behind Pink Floyd founder lyricist and guitarist Syd Barrett’s compositions- Pink Floyd’s early music from the The Piper at the Gates of Dawn can be traced back to the Carrollian imagery mixing fluidity of space with harmony and tonal changes of music more experiential and musing and one that evokes creative interplay of the senses and the beyond. I am the Walrus song is more about the process of Transformation of Death though Lennon didn’t have a clue what he was singing consciously but he had the inner-vision of something at the subconscient level and since he was a man who was destined to find new frontiers in music like a messiah he was able to pen down the lyrics which became a symbol not only of the psyche but also of the meta-logic system that man inherits through the vocabulary of the five-senses and with the aid of an intuitive power which can bring light into the haze of his thought-mind.  An excerpt from the song: “I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together.
See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly.
I’m crying”…”Semolina pilchard, climbing up the Eiffel Tower.         
Elementary penguin singing Hari Krishna.
Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo g’joob g’goo goo g’joob.
Goo goo g’joob g’goo goo g’joob g’goo… (etc.)”

CONSCIOUSNESS-ANALOGUE: THE WALRUS/A POEM WITH NO REFRACTIVE INDEX

The walrus painted the sea

It swam across the river of opulence

Danced to the metrical feet of an anonymous rhythm

That soothed the vocabulary of the early primates

A moment back, it had its dream

The walrus was an objets d’art

An antique made of crystals 2 feet high

It was the source of some inspiration hanging between the two eye sockets and the nose

Time’s predicate follows the rules of ancient wisdom

Movements anatomize the myriad verbs

Language constructs buildings and empires

Karma Se Karma Sree Chaitnanya Nimai

Rash Lilay Hari Dev Geye Othe Madhur Kanthe

Gouranga Lilay Mathura Haye Othe Hari-Sundor Om Jagat Bandhu-Sundor

A beautiful object is an advert for life

Charming dalliance of the moon is the little wonder that keeps her awake

Summer affects the monsoon of the green clouds and spring’s nocturnal’s are the winter hens of early harvest

The roots of the trees bore the wells

That can bathe laughter with the sunshine of a new day

Immemorial time gathered its force with the herdsmen of the North

And winds swept past the nostrils of its space

SURRENDER the word was a liturgical choice between the One and the Many

As the One in the Many chose for it the word it spells.  – Joy Roy Choudhury

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