A shift of consciousness through a layer of third degree/
To the tickin' imaginary clock, in the Cerebral Cortex of my astral world view/
My mind divides the illusion told from all kinds of sources/
I spoil to rot away/
In the misery of tomorrow and not today...
Let my words glide throughout the dark matter of energy,
Where the connection with ascended masters will be met with my hearts truth/
