Lyrics
Alone, but not lonely, I feel the energy of the cosmos inside of me
I am the cosmos! This unlimited power arising from the depths of my consciousness
I hear the call of the gods, the plan for all conscious existence within my psychic field
Gazing through my inner creations, awareness and understanding of neuroelectricity
Matter, a creation of the mind? Or an indipendent existence filtered through the unknown?
The cloudy skies stimulating the optical receptors inside my eyes
Processing, categorizing, schematizing into conceptual archetypes
Serotonin flowing through a liquid substance in what my mind perceives as my body
My fellow endemic species have been living in an illusion for millions of years
The past is my present's memory, the future is my elaborate empirical inductivist estimate
A joyful sensation of peace and calm pervades my inner senses, melting into the totality
Interconnected through an infinite essence that keeps me alive, I transcend from the outside
As the cold wind is blowing on my face, visions of your lovely smile appear clearly inside my soul
So distant, yet so close - your warm, comforting feeling of love synergically entangled with me
Somewhere, you are unconditionally cheering me with your heartwarming vibrations and frequencies
The Multiversal gates are opening, but we will never access the data structures beyond our limited, infinitesimal minds
Cognitive access through uncertainty, unpredictableness of the wave function results in lack of probabilistic calculations
Memories of the past? Or present mental fabrications of what we perceive as the past in front of us? Don't trust yourself
The future behind us is unknown, undetermined, branches into infinite segments of sensorial, perceptive non-existence
Approaching closer to an inevitable dead-end, can't help but postulate a modal extension of quantum immortality
What does it feel like to be an electron? Mindlessly spinning around a lifeless nucleus of protons and neutrons
Questioning the narrative that atoms are what make up all matter in the Universe, there must be something more
Sub-atomic particles with exotic properties, bosons, and strings that make everything that we keep calling reality
Communicating with the gods and interdimensional creatures that interact and shape our life's mundane experiences
Finding meaning as our ultimate goal, in this chaotic, random, planetary celestial object some would call Mother Gaia
