Tensions in our lives that are destroying our minds
Unite themselves together to make our consciousness blind
Conditioned to self-interest with emotions locked away
If that's what they call normal, then I'd rather be insaneOperation ivy - here we go again
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W959czbBJAAQuote:Admit it. You arenât like them. Youâre not even close. You may occasionally dress yourself up as one of them, watch the same mindless television shows as they do, maybe even eat the same fast food sometimes. But it seems that the more you try to fit in, the more you feel like an outsider, watching the ânormal peopleâ as they go about their automatic existences. For every time you say club passwords like âHave a nice dayâ and âWeatherâs awful today, eh?â, you yearn inside to say forbidden things like âTell me something that makes you cryâ or âWhat do you think deja vu is for?â. Face it, you even want to talk to that girl in the elevator. But what if that girl in the elevator (and the balding man who walks past your cubicle at work) are thinking the same thing? Who knows what you might learn from taking a chance on conversation with a stranger? Everyone carries a piece of the puzzle. Nobody comes into your life by mere coincidence. Trust your instincts. Do the unexpected. Find the othersâŠâ
-Tim Leary
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6bBlLCQV_h8Lucid optics - mind of psilocybin
Realizing the brain takes in six billion signals per second
most of which are hidden and not given to the senses
Weâre limited to a few futile primitive tools of perception
Living in a universal pool of first hand deception
The mind's job is to receive the signals
And block the ones out that coincide with imprinted symbols
That way the information you obtained is recognized
Reality is thinkable and comparable to space and time
It makes a map of the territory that gives us
The topic of the Copenhagen interpretation of modern quantum
Physics which states we donât know the meal
We only know the menu that our brains tell us is real
We donât know the rules of our heads
From inside these cubicles we canât see the truth
No one really knows exactly what happens when we think
Therefore we can never really ever know anything
-eyedea https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eY-Q8oPzOhAEyedea - powder water too
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e4z07rz_qoETake a deep breath
there's nothing to be afraid of
what you just did was fall
into the depths of existence
the place your mind keep you away from
by its own process
of building models for understanding
This is not insanity
this is, in fact, the ultimate reality
The union you've achieved
is only possibly in thoughts no more
you never fall if you never fight
You found yourself
falling to madness
so you dove
the best thing you ever did was
let go
let go
You found yourself
falling to madness
so you dove
the best thing you ever did was
let go I found myself falling to madness so I dove
the best thing I ever did was
let go
let go
I found myself
falling to madness
so I dove
the best thing I ever did was
let go
let go
See life is a play
we're always acting out
without ever seeing it
from the writer's
or audience's point of view
but we reach infinite
when we become the writers and the actor and the audience
at the exact same time
So hear you are
and now you understand
you always were here
that why you always ran
but you can only run away for so long
before you catch up with yourself and
become part of the song
I'd like to welcome you
to the heaven you've created
I tell the truth
this is the wisdom of the ancients
holding on to something
contradicts our being
so fly free
fly free
fly free, fly free
Maybe I had to go crazy
to get where I am
I felt myself slippin away
and I let myself fall
gotta lose your mind
before you find it
and when you find you find it
you find out
you never lost it at all
there's a natural flow
that's attached to your soul
it don't ask you to go
it just gradually pulls
it's always now when you're never not you
so follow yourself
'cus if nothing else
your existence is true
Have you ever felt yourself slipping away
I am,
I mean,
I was
slipping away
but no matter what I am, I'm me
and I know me so I'm okay
Have you ever felt yourself slipping away
you are,
I mean,
you were
slipping away
but no matter what you are, you're you
and you know you so you're okay
I'm not a poet or a communist
a comet or a star
you're not a genius or a prophet
you just are
I'm not insane
'cus i have no need
for my sanity
It's just another chain
that keeps me from reality
reality is mine
to play with and mold
the best thing i ever did was let go
let go
so let go of the models
transcend the physical mind
and peacefully become
part of the whole
the walls came tumbling down
but this time it was for??
running around
lookin' for my feet
now they're part of the ground
and make the ground complete
live in the now
and forever be at peace
live in the now
don't stray away from the cycle
I'm one with the universe
one with the life flow
when you know that
that which is below is above
the fear that you once had will become love
(feel the love)
Have you ever felt yourself slipping away
I am,
I mean,
I was
slipping away
but no matter what I am, I'm me
and I know me so I'm okay
Have you ever felt yourself slipping away
you are,
I mean,
you were
slipping away
but no matter what you are, you're you
and you know you so you're okay
It's starts out with a question
"how much of it is real?"
now all is irrelevant outside of this ordeal
don't worry about explaining it
there ain't no human language
that can actually describe
exactly how you feel
Now I see clear through external distractions
piece by piece it comes together
so I laugh and I smile
in the beginning it was deranged
but i guess all things come to pass
after a while
if madness could have a picture face
how would it look?
like step one to becoming the contents
of your own book
right where you are right now
is where youre gonna stay
and as long as you're always
moving with your self,
you'll never slip away
-eyedea
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XWvUHeYf6WQEyedea - the dive one and two
It starts out with a question. how much of it is real?
the skepticism sets in, and lessens your appeal
next, you study conspiracy, develop some theories
and become extra wary of all your previous learned material
your tolerence for stupidity degrades
most of your friends seem to be trapped in the maze
you narrow your associates down to the few you can stand
and even they sometimes wonder whatâs going on in that head of yours
you study east and western philosophy, psychology, physics
you think a lot more, and start to question existence
you wonder about your nervous systemâs limits
you tamper with reality maps, and then ask hallucinogenic induced
âwho am i? what am i? am i forever?â
all information breathes in the shallow dark halls of never
you can see where itâs leading. you wish you were dreaming
if the castle crumbles no oneâs there to put it back together
have you ever felt yourself slippinâ away?
where all you think aboutâs your sanity, and how it decayed?
thereâs no place to run, no place to hide
you canât escape from inside, and youâre losing your mind
you try to think of when it started, and ask yourself why
but each thought deepens the sickness and completes the desert dry
fear feeds the derangement of the inner eye
with nothing left you find yourself falling to madness so youâŠ
cry to your god, and act normal to your peers
what if god ainât hearing you? thatâs your only fear
each day you think more about your psychosis
no one but you can help you, and you know this
thatâs the craziest part of it all
in your rational mind, you only know two things for sure
one is that your totally nuts
and the other is that youâre the only one with the cure
it doesnât make sense, itâs not how you imagined
you never knew it could just happen
you thought it came from stress, suicide, a near death experience
war, drug trips, low pay, carelessness
youâve heard plenty of stories about schizophrenia
but never had evidence of one who thought himself mad
youâre going crazy, and desperately reachinâ for reason
but the strain to stay saneâs your only demon; best believe it
you finally realize that youâve always lived in hell
no human model or metaphor can explain how you fell
the puzzleâs alive, and it changes as you try
to escape it
it created time and made it appear to pass by
you donât know what you think. you donât think what you know
youâre a total lunatic, and afraid itâs starting to show
where do you go when your brain is your worst enemy?
the six hundred and sixty six foot tall bridge on seventh street?
youâre scared. youâre scared. why are you so scared?
thereâd be no problem if you didnât care
now youâve truly formed an opinion about heaven
it starts out with a question, and this is what it ends in
now i know youâve felt yourself slip away
now all you think aboutâs your sanity, and how it decayed
thereâs no place to run. no place to hide
you canât escape the fact that youâve lost your mind
you canât erase your mistakes. thereâs no way to rewind
the harder you look, the harder it is to find
fear feeds the derangement of the inner eye
with nothing left you find yourself falling to madness, so you dive
so you dive (repeated)
and with each foot you fall
the voice in your head starts to sound more and more like yours
-eg