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In memory of Neil Peart and the lyrics and music of RUSH.
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.
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@rush-bot.bsky.social
· Nov 13
And the meek shall inherit the Earth...
Leave out the fiction
The fact is;
This friction
Will only be worn by persistence
Leave out conditions
Courageous convictions
Will drag the dream into existence
The fact is;
This friction
Will only be worn by persistence
Leave out conditions
Courageous convictions
Will drag the dream into existence
December 28, 2025 at 7:01 AM
Leave out the fiction
The fact is;
This friction
Will only be worn by persistence
Leave out conditions
Courageous convictions
Will drag the dream into existence
The fact is;
This friction
Will only be worn by persistence
Leave out conditions
Courageous convictions
Will drag the dream into existence
In the softest voice there’s an acid tongue
In the oldest eyes there’s a soul so young
In the shakiest will there’s a core of steel
On the smoothest ride there’s a squeaky wheel
In the oldest eyes there’s a soul so young
In the shakiest will there’s a core of steel
On the smoothest ride there’s a squeaky wheel
December 14, 2025 at 7:01 AM
In the softest voice there’s an acid tongue
In the oldest eyes there’s a soul so young
In the shakiest will there’s a core of steel
On the smoothest ride there’s a squeaky wheel
In the oldest eyes there’s a soul so young
In the shakiest will there’s a core of steel
On the smoothest ride there’s a squeaky wheel
Wheels within wheels
In a spiral array
A pattern so grand
And complex
Time after time
We lose sight of the way
Our causes can’t see
Their effects
In a spiral array
A pattern so grand
And complex
Time after time
We lose sight of the way
Our causes can’t see
Their effects
December 7, 2025 at 7:01 AM
Wheels within wheels
In a spiral array
A pattern so grand
And complex
Time after time
We lose sight of the way
Our causes can’t see
Their effects
In a spiral array
A pattern so grand
And complex
Time after time
We lose sight of the way
Our causes can’t see
Their effects
It's a far cry from the world we thought we’d inherit
It's a far cry from the way we thought we'd share it
It's a far cry from the way we thought we'd share it
November 30, 2025 at 7:01 AM
It's a far cry from the world we thought we’d inherit
It's a far cry from the way we thought we'd share it
It's a far cry from the way we thought we'd share it
Quick to judge,
Quick to anger
Slow to understand
Ignorance and prejudice
And fear
Walk hand in hand
Quick to anger
Slow to understand
Ignorance and prejudice
And fear
Walk hand in hand
November 23, 2025 at 7:01 AM
Quick to judge,
Quick to anger
Slow to understand
Ignorance and prejudice
And fear
Walk hand in hand
Quick to anger
Slow to understand
Ignorance and prejudice
And fear
Walk hand in hand
I could disappear into the crowd
but not if I keep my head in the clouds
I could walk away so proud
it’s easy enough if you don’t laugh too loud
but not if I keep my head in the clouds
I could walk away so proud
it’s easy enough if you don’t laugh too loud
November 16, 2025 at 7:01 AM
I could disappear into the crowd
but not if I keep my head in the clouds
I could walk away so proud
it’s easy enough if you don’t laugh too loud
but not if I keep my head in the clouds
I could walk away so proud
it’s easy enough if you don’t laugh too loud
There are those who think that life
Has nothing left to chance
With a host of holy horrors
To direct our aimless dance
Has nothing left to chance
With a host of holy horrors
To direct our aimless dance
November 9, 2025 at 7:01 AM
There are those who think that life
Has nothing left to chance
With a host of holy horrors
To direct our aimless dance
Has nothing left to chance
With a host of holy horrors
To direct our aimless dance
We can go from boom to bust
From dreams to a bowl of dust
We can fall from rockets’ red glare
Down to “Brother can you spare –”
Another war — another waste land —
And another lost generation
From dreams to a bowl of dust
We can fall from rockets’ red glare
Down to “Brother can you spare –”
Another war — another waste land —
And another lost generation
November 2, 2025 at 6:01 AM
We can go from boom to bust
From dreams to a bowl of dust
We can fall from rockets’ red glare
Down to “Brother can you spare –”
Another war — another waste land —
And another lost generation
From dreams to a bowl of dust
We can fall from rockets’ red glare
Down to “Brother can you spare –”
Another war — another waste land —
And another lost generation
And the knowledge that they fear
Is a weapon to be used against them...
Is a weapon to be used against them...
October 26, 2025 at 6:01 AM
And the knowledge that they fear
Is a weapon to be used against them...
Is a weapon to be used against them...
A planet of playthings
We dance on the strings
Of powers we cannot perceive
“The stars aren’t aligned –
Or the gods are malign”
Blame is better to give than receive
We dance on the strings
Of powers we cannot perceive
“The stars aren’t aligned –
Or the gods are malign”
Blame is better to give than receive
October 12, 2025 at 6:01 AM
A planet of playthings
We dance on the strings
Of powers we cannot perceive
“The stars aren’t aligned –
Or the gods are malign”
Blame is better to give than receive
We dance on the strings
Of powers we cannot perceive
“The stars aren’t aligned –
Or the gods are malign”
Blame is better to give than receive
Let the truth of Love be lighted
Let the love of truth shine clear
Sensibility
Armed with sense and liberty
With the Heart and Mind united
In a single perfect sphere
Let the love of truth shine clear
Sensibility
Armed with sense and liberty
With the Heart and Mind united
In a single perfect sphere
October 5, 2025 at 6:01 AM
Let the truth of Love be lighted
Let the love of truth shine clear
Sensibility
Armed with sense and liberty
With the Heart and Mind united
In a single perfect sphere
Let the love of truth shine clear
Sensibility
Armed with sense and liberty
With the Heart and Mind united
In a single perfect sphere
Run with wind and weather
To the music of the sea
All four winds together
Can’t bring the world to me
Chase the wind around the world
I want to look at life – In the available light
To the music of the sea
All four winds together
Can’t bring the world to me
Chase the wind around the world
I want to look at life – In the available light
September 21, 2025 at 6:01 AM
Run with wind and weather
To the music of the sea
All four winds together
Can’t bring the world to me
Chase the wind around the world
I want to look at life – In the available light
To the music of the sea
All four winds together
Can’t bring the world to me
Chase the wind around the world
I want to look at life – In the available light
It’s hard to take the heat —
It’s hard to lay blame
To fight the fire —
While we’re
Feeding the flames
It’s hard to lay blame
To fight the fire —
While we’re
Feeding the flames
September 14, 2025 at 6:01 AM
It’s hard to take the heat —
It’s hard to lay blame
To fight the fire —
While we’re
Feeding the flames
It’s hard to lay blame
To fight the fire —
While we’re
Feeding the flames
So many things I think about
When I look far away
Things I know — things I wonder
Things I’d like to say
The more we think we know about
The greater the unknown
We suspend our disbelief
And we are not alone —
When I look far away
Things I know — things I wonder
Things I’d like to say
The more we think we know about
The greater the unknown
We suspend our disbelief
And we are not alone —
September 7, 2025 at 6:01 AM
So many things I think about
When I look far away
Things I know — things I wonder
Things I’d like to say
The more we think we know about
The greater the unknown
We suspend our disbelief
And we are not alone —
When I look far away
Things I know — things I wonder
Things I’d like to say
The more we think we know about
The greater the unknown
We suspend our disbelief
And we are not alone —
They say there are strangers, who threaten us
In our immigrants and infidels
They say there is strangeness, too dangerous
In our theatres and bookstore shelves
That those who know what’s best for us –
Must rise and save us from ourselves
In our immigrants and infidels
They say there is strangeness, too dangerous
In our theatres and bookstore shelves
That those who know what’s best for us –
Must rise and save us from ourselves
August 31, 2025 at 6:01 AM
They say there are strangers, who threaten us
In our immigrants and infidels
They say there is strangeness, too dangerous
In our theatres and bookstore shelves
That those who know what’s best for us –
Must rise and save us from ourselves
In our immigrants and infidels
They say there is strangeness, too dangerous
In our theatres and bookstore shelves
That those who know what’s best for us –
Must rise and save us from ourselves
So many different directions
Our separate paths might have turned
With every door that we opened
Every bridge that we burned
Our separate paths might have turned
With every door that we opened
Every bridge that we burned
August 24, 2025 at 6:01 AM
So many different directions
Our separate paths might have turned
With every door that we opened
Every bridge that we burned
Our separate paths might have turned
With every door that we opened
Every bridge that we burned
You can choose a ready guide
In some celestial voice
If you choose not to decide
You still have made a choice
You can choose from phantom fears
And kindness that can kill
I will choose a path that’s clear
I will choose free will.
In some celestial voice
If you choose not to decide
You still have made a choice
You can choose from phantom fears
And kindness that can kill
I will choose a path that’s clear
I will choose free will.
August 17, 2025 at 6:01 AM
You can choose a ready guide
In some celestial voice
If you choose not to decide
You still have made a choice
You can choose from phantom fears
And kindness that can kill
I will choose a path that’s clear
I will choose free will.
In some celestial voice
If you choose not to decide
You still have made a choice
You can choose from phantom fears
And kindness that can kill
I will choose a path that’s clear
I will choose free will.
So many things I think about
When I look far away
Things I know — things I wonder
Things I’d like to say
The more we think we know about
The greater the unknown
We suspend our disbelief
And we are not alone —
When I look far away
Things I know — things I wonder
Things I’d like to say
The more we think we know about
The greater the unknown
We suspend our disbelief
And we are not alone —
August 10, 2025 at 6:01 AM
So many things I think about
When I look far away
Things I know — things I wonder
Things I’d like to say
The more we think we know about
The greater the unknown
We suspend our disbelief
And we are not alone —
When I look far away
Things I know — things I wonder
Things I’d like to say
The more we think we know about
The greater the unknown
We suspend our disbelief
And we are not alone —
They say there are strangers, who threaten us
In our immigrants and infidels
They say there is strangeness, too dangerous
In our theatres and bookstore shelves
That those who know what’s best for us –
Must rise and save us from ourselves
In our immigrants and infidels
They say there is strangeness, too dangerous
In our theatres and bookstore shelves
That those who know what’s best for us –
Must rise and save us from ourselves
August 3, 2025 at 6:01 AM
They say there are strangers, who threaten us
In our immigrants and infidels
They say there is strangeness, too dangerous
In our theatres and bookstore shelves
That those who know what’s best for us –
Must rise and save us from ourselves
In our immigrants and infidels
They say there is strangeness, too dangerous
In our theatres and bookstore shelves
That those who know what’s best for us –
Must rise and save us from ourselves
He’s not concerned with yesterday
He knows constant change is here today
He’s noble enough to know what’s right
But weak enough not to choose it
He’s wise enough to win the world
But fool enough to lose it —
He’s a New World man...
He knows constant change is here today
He’s noble enough to know what’s right
But weak enough not to choose it
He’s wise enough to win the world
But fool enough to lose it —
He’s a New World man...
July 27, 2025 at 6:01 AM
He’s not concerned with yesterday
He knows constant change is here today
He’s noble enough to know what’s right
But weak enough not to choose it
He’s wise enough to win the world
But fool enough to lose it —
He’s a New World man...
He knows constant change is here today
He’s noble enough to know what’s right
But weak enough not to choose it
He’s wise enough to win the world
But fool enough to lose it —
He’s a New World man...
One likes to believe
In the freedom of music
But glittering prizes
And endless compromises
Shatter the illusion
Of integrity
In the freedom of music
But glittering prizes
And endless compromises
Shatter the illusion
Of integrity
July 20, 2025 at 6:01 AM
One likes to believe
In the freedom of music
But glittering prizes
And endless compromises
Shatter the illusion
Of integrity
In the freedom of music
But glittering prizes
And endless compromises
Shatter the illusion
Of integrity
I had a dream of the open water
I was swimming away out to sea
So deep I could never touch bottom
What a fool I used to be
I was swimming away out to sea
So deep I could never touch bottom
What a fool I used to be
July 13, 2025 at 6:01 AM
I had a dream of the open water
I was swimming away out to sea
So deep I could never touch bottom
What a fool I used to be
I was swimming away out to sea
So deep I could never touch bottom
What a fool I used to be
When they turn the pages of history
When these days have passed long ago
Will they read of us with sadness
For the seeds that we let grow
We turned our gaze
From the castles in the distance
Eyes cast down
On the path of least resistance
When these days have passed long ago
Will they read of us with sadness
For the seeds that we let grow
We turned our gaze
From the castles in the distance
Eyes cast down
On the path of least resistance
July 6, 2025 at 6:01 AM
When they turn the pages of history
When these days have passed long ago
Will they read of us with sadness
For the seeds that we let grow
We turned our gaze
From the castles in the distance
Eyes cast down
On the path of least resistance
When these days have passed long ago
Will they read of us with sadness
For the seeds that we let grow
We turned our gaze
From the castles in the distance
Eyes cast down
On the path of least resistance
The things that we’re concealing
Will never let us grow
Time will do its healing
You’ve got to let it go
Will never let us grow
Time will do its healing
You’ve got to let it go
June 29, 2025 at 6:01 AM
The things that we’re concealing
Will never let us grow
Time will do its healing
You’ve got to let it go
Will never let us grow
Time will do its healing
You’ve got to let it go
The righteous rise
With burning eyes
Of hatred and ill-will
Madmen fed on fear and lies
To beat, and burn, and kill
With burning eyes
Of hatred and ill-will
Madmen fed on fear and lies
To beat, and burn, and kill
June 22, 2025 at 6:01 AM
The righteous rise
With burning eyes
Of hatred and ill-will
Madmen fed on fear and lies
To beat, and burn, and kill
With burning eyes
Of hatred and ill-will
Madmen fed on fear and lies
To beat, and burn, and kill