Shining bright, you distract you from yourself.
Falling in line. Keeping in time.
That's just fine, nothing wrong with being entertained.

But keep in mind, if you seek in the wrong place, you won't find.
Or be found. Put your ear on the ground
listen to what I've been telling you all along.

You're so close, as close at it gets.
But your looking towards the abyss.
Its okay, we just don't know
that the way you can see is beyond what your eyes show.

Put your hand on your chest, feel it rise and fall.
That beating of the mortal drum. The life flow.
I am the universe, I am the cosmos and also a seed.
When it blooms, it reveals a beautiful catastrophe.

Explore, expand, ingest all of life.
Then would I need to tell you to be nice?
If you were the oceans and you were my eyes
Would I need to preach for you not to make them cry?

If you want to be a somebody, nothing wrong with that.
But you will have to accept the boundaries of contact.
But if you don't draw that line, if you come to be.
All that is in you is in me.
Become a no-body.

So you can draw those lines if you wish,
but your experience of life will only be a glimpse,
through moments of detachment
you might peek at true bliss.

Freedom is in the limitless.