The illusion is all pervasive
And we have bought it all
Hook line and sinker
The thinker is a fool
When we forget what we are
And identify with the thinkers
All of us are incoherent drunks
And ever thirsty drinkers
It's easy to be clever
But clever is not wise
As we embrace delusion
The spark inside us dies
It's hard for us to explain
The truth that we were shown
To humans wrapped in pain
Whose egos are full blown
You will not meet your angels
Until you have surrendered in defeat
And laid your broken spirit
At gods compassionate feet
The truth is more magnificent
Than the thinker could ever have guessed
But in the game of creation
The last laugh is the best
For though you do not know it
You feel it deep inside
You are born of spirit
Just traveling for the ride
You forgot yourSELF on porpoise
And came unto this plain
To live a life of struggle
In a kingdom of the vain
To what end such tribulation ?
Why do it to our souls ?
To know the way of completion
And reunite with the whole !
We really arn't that clever
The thinker is ever a fool
But Inside of every idiot
Lyes treasure for us all.
So contemplate your soulhood
If you would know thyself
And we welcome back to sanity
We toast your new found wealth.
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