not so long ago there was a time

the naive animal was a wiser thing

and these devils that we accept as reality

did not exist here before

nor do I think they were meant to be



they have enshrouded themselves

with the comforts of wealth

inside this temple of material things

which they cling to

all because the hand

was much easier to see than the spirit

and upon the educated discovery of this

they have made their decision

not only for themselves

but for everyone else as well



everything you've ever come to experience

to anyone else here has never been

and will never be



life does not exist

memory is nothing more than photographs

a looking glass to see just where you've been

not what you've been there for

realize your insignificance to the universe

and to infinity



you will have then cast away

the pride of all these things you held so dear

agony and pleasure are a suffering to one another here

the wisest is the fool who realizes he knows

nothing, nothing



turn your back on this misconception

that the body is the temple

it's just the tool of the soul

the brain is only the house of the mind

and soon you'll have to give back

everything you've borrowed for this lifetime

only then you'll find

you have spent all this time

struggling for the wrong things

and all of your works here have been nothing



everything is nothing