Metaphysical Worlds

A hundred memories, of other human lives, spin through your projector It's as though God has taken you by the hand And led you through the door of sleep, through the door of senses To the heart of his workshop Your mind makes it real Vibrations Pulsating rhythms Vibrations Far older, are those energies, molecular and atomic Which lay at the far outskirts of human awareness The fifth level of consciousness The universe of pure energy Pure energy