Out of the blur of flesh and pain, I broke the silence and built my reign, I learned rules, I learned laws, You see, I thought, therefore I was.
On black ink I have fed, Any void, I would dread, Tilling the pages, I did sow A million seeds that did not grow.
I thought I fought, therefore I was.
The cracking spines of a thousand books Erect with pride for signs and looks, Became the backbone of my ego, I saw my wit was all in show.
You see, I thought, so I was not.
Craving for life beyond the words, My soul and mind were clashing swords. One day I saw, I lost my voice, I lost the battle, I could rejoice.
A liquid light ran through my being, My lies, my pain, washed in the stream, Nothing more added, nothing more said, The space within grew vast instead.
There was no thought, and there I was Without effect, without cause;
There was no I, and there it was, There was no time, and there it is, There is no space, and it is, There is no it, But the eternal song of isness, An ever flowing fountain of bliss.