I'm not complaining
Just meditating
And trying to explain


The barrier between us that most can't see
The side of the world where we all should be
How it's like to live without the sun
All the possibilities when you live in the dark
Why are they so blind to what's right there?
Maybe it's just that nobody cares.
With flesh so needy, we'd **** to die
Accusing each other of what happened
Not being able to escape
Living without passion

Going through the motions to **** time

How are we
Are we one yet?
Have we seen what's under the tree yet?
Are we there yet

It's so obvious but so subtle
It all has to do with each other
Why are we heading there anyway
Hasn't the oases dried up yet?

But is it worth it
Do we need it
Commercially out of place
Capitalistically in a haste

What's there though
At the end
Are we in a race for nothing
But there must be something

A creative elaboration
Something not yet there
An oddity of one or two
A place more sanctious
It's etheric and barely permissible

I feel that it's the most important thing
But what does a feeling count for anyways
It only adds to the limitation
Protection from the endless madness
But it does add to the stimulation
I feel it's worth mentioning
That were all too rushed
That they gave me contempt when I asked for agony
But it still stands
How I'm attracted to only that one
The part that seems to stand out from all
Brung through the law of attraction
How you feel will set you free

Like an animal I'm goaded
Like a robot I'm programmed
To be stuck here just working for them
As if they didn't know that it's really better, out there
As if they were so preoccupied that they         Did not care
As if they were all one minded
Not seeing the light
Blinded by the cave
Never accepting of the new
As if they didn't already know
How much more important it is
As if they couldn't see past their own nose
Like they were the near-sighted ones
And I was blind
Seeing only what's presented
Only the fundamentals
As if I was still asleep
And they were just walking a dog
As if I couldn't move, under house arrest like Siddhartha

I'm not complaining
Just meditating
And trying to explain


The barrier between us that most can't see
The side of the world where we all should be
How it's like to live without the sun
All the possibilities when you live in the dark
Why are they so blind to what's right there?
Maybe it's just that nobody cares.
With flesh so needy, we'd **** to die
Accusing each other of what happened
Not being able to escape
Living without passion

Going through the motions to **** time

How are we
Are we one yet?
Have we seen what's under the tree yet?
Are we there yet

It's so obvious but so subtle
It all has to do with each other
Why are we heading there anyway
Hasn't the oases dried up yet?

But is it worth it
Do we need it
Commercially out of place
Capitalistically in a haste

What's there though
At the end
Are we in a race for nothing
But there must be something

A creative elaboration
Something not yet there
An oddity of one or two
A place more sanctious
It's etheric and barely permissible

I can feel the Earths heart beating
I can feel it constricting
Like water it flows
Like blood it thickens
The heat between us is so juxtaposed
Subtle, like the pink elephant in the room
It's the ***** we're all so preoccupied with
The home we all once knew
Like the Earths rage, it's lying dormant in my soul