Out From Underneath

Caught up in senses

With the light and the form and the feeling here

I am defenseless

From the drug of myself I am dealing with here

I ask a friend of mine

Who seems to have a handle on these matters

And every answer is a blow to the mind

That believes it's being flattered

Out from underneath

The edifice of thought that imprisons me

Pure reality

A freedom from all that is, apparently

So we continue

A ream of words, a clutch of broken arrows

I'm in the bullseye

As all of time and space around me narrows

Out from underneath

All of the illusion that created me

No more identity

A freedom from what I was, apparently

Out from underneath

All of the sensation that assembles me

Only energy

A freedom from how it feels, apparently

And so we dream a self-consciousness

The dream is I am aware of myself

I am aware that I am here and I'm on a path

And I'm leading myself to a destination

That's the dream and it's not wrong

And even after it's recognized that there is no separate self

There is still a story, there's still a movie

But for no one you can say

So things are still appearing, but for no one

And there's no longer the—

The fearful control of "I have to change my reality

I have to change myself

So I can feel better, find fulfillment

Find enlightenment, find freedom"

She says

Stand down, implacable man

There's nothing left here for you to understand

Stand down, my impatient friend

There's nothing left here for you to comprehend

Stand down, no one can see it

Let it resonate, blessed be it

Stand down if you can free it

Let it run wild, blessed be it